"You know you could have asked me for help getting you an apartment in my building, right?" Chaeyeon asked as she put on her pants after spending the night with you. You watched her gather her clothes from around the couch from the doorway of your bedroom. "It literally meets all your criteria."
You crossed your arms, remained silent, and gazed at the floor as she spoke.
"Besides, you'd be just an elevator ride away!" she continued, putting on her blouse. "And I wouldn't have to perform miracles through your assistant to contact you."
A sigh escaped you, thinking about how simple your life used to be when you didn't have to behave like a mythical animal that only appeared after summoning it under specific situations and conditions. What a pain.
"Well, it's too late for that," you said, and walked to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water. "I've already signed the papers and everything's ready for me to move tomorrow."
Chaeyeon finished dressing and went with you to the kitchen, leaning her lower back against the edge of the counter. She crossed her arms.
"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you're not even an idol and yet these guys are putting restrictions on you about where you can or can't live?" she asked.
"Of course it’s ridiculous," you replied, mimicking her pose but from the other side. "But what can I do?" You shrugged.
"Well, At least they're not making you stay in a dorm with 11 other people," Chaeyeon rolled her eyes.
"I really can't blame them for being worried," you scratched your temple, staring straight ahead. "The neighbors and the security guard were starting to get suspicious about why so many idols were coming to this specific apartment. So it's best to nip the problem in the bud before it becomes a leak."
"That's also true," Chaeyeon agreed. "That guy looks at me weird every time I come here."
"See? They're not crazy for wanting to find me a controlled environment," you looked at her. "And with the money I'm making now, an upgrade is more than necessary. Oh, and it's a lot closer to my office."
"Well, then you better make sure you tell me the new address, because a late-night booty call with you is always worth it," Chaeyeon approached you and gave you a peck on the cheek before going back to the couch to look for her purse. "But don't even think about asking me for help moving. I have plans."
You walked behind the couch and rested your hands on the back of it to look at her.
"What other possible plans could you have that are more fun than helping me move?" you asked in an amused tone, and handed her purse to her, knowing she'd dropped it behind a cushion. She snatched it up from your hand. "Call someone else on your roster to fuck?"
Chaeyeon faked a laugh and then looked at you with a poker face.
"Very funny, idiot," she said. "No, some of the Iz*one members and I are planning a hangout to see Chaewonie and Kura at Coachella."
"Oh yeah? Who's going?"
"Wonyoungie, Yujinie, and Eunbi," she thought for a moment. "I don't know if Hyewonie and Yena can make it. Yuri definitely won't; that woman is busy all the time. Nako and Hitomi won't be going either, and Minju... well, she ghosted us all."
"At least your fans will love knowing you're still close," you said. "I guess I'll manage on my own then."
"You had your assistant hire movers, right?" Chaeyeon chuckled.
"What do you think?" you laughed. "And I'm going to bill the companies for every penny."
Chaeyeon laughed louder on her way to the door.
"Looks like someone's letting the power go to their head," she said, her hand on the doorknob. "By the way, don't forget that my little sister is coming back Friday of next week. I know I don't need to tell you this, but maybe you should do something for her. You know, some nice gesture. You know she loves that."
"I'll see what I can do," you nodded. "Of course I won't greet her empty-handed, woman."
"That's how I like," Chaeyeon opened the door and blew you a kiss. "Bye, handsome.."
"Have a nice day," you blew her a kiss and waved goodbye. "I'll be sure to invite you to my new place when I get settled in."
"You better."
Chaeyeon then left your apartment, leaving you back to your damn demons: packing. Walking on broken glass was even more appealing than that.
You were way behind on time in that regard, even with the help of the movers. You would have liked to blame Chaeyeon and her late-night booty call last night, but it had been several days since you had closed the deal with the real estate agent. It was just plain laziness on your part.
It was Gunwook who had told you, a couple of weeks ago, that you needed to move to a new place. He had come to your apartment for dinner to sweeten your deal. At first, he had said that you had already risen high enough to deserve finer things in your life, but all your objections and arguments about it forced him to get serious.
"Kid, a lot of influential people frequent this place. That kind of attention can draw the wrong crowd, and we don't want you becoming a liability. We'd rather you be part of the solution, not a problem we have to fix."
Given your lack of arguments, you were forced to agree. Gunwook was then very helpful, recommending areas that were far more expensive than what the average person could afford in a lifetime. All of this was completely foreign to you, as you had always been used to a simpler lifestyle, but you weren't going to complain about being in a position where you could afford such amenities.
The price of the apartments was something you had a hard time getting used to, but Gunwook had an answer for even that.
"Idols visit your apartment to fulfill their needs, right? Then it must be a private and secure space for them. Additionally, I'm certain you store many files and evidence here. That means each of these companies should be responsible for the monthly expenses of your new apartment. You have nothing to worry about."
After that, the search for a new apartment accelerated dramatically. You had your assistant clear a few days of your schedule, and made an appointment with a real estate agent to show you places that met your criteria. It was the fourth apartment that you finally found your winner. It was the closest to your office, had absurdly beautiful views of the Han River from one of the highest floors, and was surrounded by good restaurants and nice places.
Once the exhaustive search concluded and the final paperwork was signed, you were confronted by the daunting, colossal giant of your nightmares: packing. You procrastinated relentlessly, taking on unusual jobs, reconnecting with old clients for nights out, and even resorting to dinner with the YG morons. Any shit seemed preferable to packing.
So there you were, less than 24 hours away from the movers without even the first miserable packed box. There was no escape for you now: either get off your ass or get in trouble. You needed to lock in.
After spending the whole damn afternoon trudging around your apartment, you were finally able to get everything ready and packed. All you had to do for now was drive to your new place, sleep there for the first time, and wait for the movers to do their job.
The apartment was in a residential tower in Samseong-dong, the hotel and business district of Gangnam-gu. You parked in your assigned spot in the underground parking lot and took the elevator to the 25th floor.
Stepping inside, you were greeted by a hallway. Small, tall, rectangular tinted mirrors were embedded in dark wood panels, lining the walls all the way to a display case and a large window at the back. The hallway first opened to the right, then to the left. You opted for the right turn, which led you through another short hallway and into the living room.
Again, you were used to simple and modest things, but that huge living room still blew you away the first time you saw it. The shiny ceramic floor stretched out across a massive, curved space, with tall glass panels following the whole bend. A big block stuck out, separating the smaller area from the bigger one.
You stepped inside, pausing before the smallest glass wall to absorb the breathtaking panorama. From that vantage point you could practically see half of South Seoul, stretching across the impressive Han River, visible for you in its entirety thanks to the placement of the building and the span of the windows.
God damn, you'd started as a masseuse who had to work overtime to make ends meet. How had you gotten so far?
Turning towards the kitchen, you were surprised to find several boxes on the central island that weren't yours. A card on them explained where they came from: Gunwook's wife sent them as housewarming gifts. She specifically asked that they must not be opened until the next day, which you respected by leaving them alone for the moment.
What you could do was start packing all the groceries you'd bought, both in the refrigerator and in the pantry, both significantly larger than in your previous apartment. It was enough food for about a month, knowing that the next few days were going to be busy and you wouldn't have time.
When you finished in the kitchen, the next step was to go to what would be your bedroom and set up the temporary inflatable mattress. Then you went to your bathroom to store all your personal hygiene products, and then you took a shower—there was the first problem you had to fix, since the hot water wasn't working. You'd have to get an electrician later.
From then on, you didn't have much else to do, so you killed time watching a series on your laptop until it was your scheduled bedtime.
Being alone, so many meters above the ground, in that room with the apartment completely empty worked against you when it came to falling asleep. Tossing and turning in bed. A relaxing jazz playlist played in between. Nothing worked. What finally helped your heavy-eyed feelings was a random ASMR TikTok. Then, two damn hours later, you were able to sleep.
For fuck's sake. Moving was a bitch.
The next morning, you had to wake up early to greet the movers. They worked extremely quickly and efficiently despite you being so many floors up, earning a considerable tip from you as a thank you for such a good job.
When the movers left, you were able to start unpacking and assembling the few pieces of furniture you had been able to take from your previous apartment. Among the things you unpacked were, of course, the gifts from Gunwook's wife. Being the incredibly sweet person she was, she had given you pieces of art and decorations that were a godsend.
But even with all that, the apartment looked and felt empty.
The good thing? You had a long list of girls on your phone whose knowledge of decor and aesthetics was far superior to yours. The problem? You didn't know which one to call. Blessed problem.
Thankfully, scrolling and scrolling, you came across a name that should have come to mind long before.
You made the call, and after about thirty minutes, you heard the doorbell ringing from the room you were converting into your office. You hurried to the door, finding on the other side a person you were immensely happy to see again after a little over two weeks.
"When were you going to tell us you'd moved out, you idiot?" Aeri asked, pushing you aside to let herself in. "You know I go to your place all the time when I go out drinking!"
"It's nice to see you too," you said, closing the door behind you to follow her into the living room.
"Do you know how embarrassing it would have been to get there late at night and have a complete stranger open it?" Aeri crossed the hallway to the living room. Her eyes widened at the sight of the windows.
"It's not my fault, they made me," you replied, going to stand next to her to look out at the Han River and all the bridges in the distance. "They weren't entirely comfortable with me having so many visitors in a place that didn't look like a place idols usually frequent."
"Hmm, that makes sense," Aeri nodded, still stunned by the view. "Fuck, don't you get dizzy from being so high up?"
"Not if I don't stop to take in how high up we really are," you took her hand and led her away from the window.
"No, but wow," Aeri looked at the rest of the place, walking toward the kitchen. "I must say this is a significant upgrade. It's the kind of place people dream of living in. Oh, and it's close to our bedroom," she giggled.
"I'm afraid for my sleep schedule," you sighed, passing by her right to go to the refrigerator.
"Oh, shut up with the whining," Aeri leaned her crossed arms on the edge of the kitchen island, watching you as you pulled out a can of Pepsi for yourself and one for her. "You know you love being the one everyone comes to."
"Yeah, well," you chuckled, opening the can. "I'll save my comments."
Aeri laughed, opening her own can to take a sip.
"So, let me guess," Aeri straightened and rested her hands on the counter. "Do you need help making this place look like a normal person's?"
You snapped your fingers and nodded, pointing at her.
"You hit the nail on the head. I thought you'd be perfect for the job."
"First of all," Aeri held up a finger. "I'm perfect for any job, with all that pun implies," she held up another finger. "And second, we get to go shopping. But of course you'll pay for everything."
"Well duh. Wanna go now?"
"Nuh-uh. First, you'll give me a house tour. What kind of host are you?"
You took a deep breath and walked around the island to pass her and take the lead.
"Follow me," you said without looking at her.
After giving her the damn house tour she asked for and having her criticize your every decision regarding the placement of things, you finally left the apartment and took your car to leave the residential complex.
The rest of the afternoon consisted of you and Aeri stalking all over Seoul in search of all kinds of furniture, appliances, and decorations. You took a short break to eat lunch, and after that, you went to the last place she had on her list, already with a good amount of stuff in the trunk and back seats of your car.
"Damn look at this one," you said in one of the areas dedicated to office furniture, pointing at a desk that you thought would look perfect for your office. "Right in front of the office window, what do you think?"
"Oh yeah," Aeri nodded, leaning closer to look at it. She ran a hand over the smooth varnished wood. "You're right. I'm glad to know your tastes aren't completely lost." She then stood behind you, hugged you from behind, and leaned close to your ear. "Although I always knew you had good taste, because you love tasting my ass and pussy every single time."
Aeri bit your earlobe and sucked on it before you could respond, sending a shiver down your spine. You didn't know how to react to that, so you tried to divert your thoughts from your sexual flashbacks with her to the price tag on the desk. Immediately, the images of you and her fucking on that desk vanished.
"Fucking hell, it's so expensive," you whistled and grimaced. "I can't afford it right now after all the shopping we did. Maybe after a couple more jobs."
"Oh, that's a shame," Aeri pouted slightly, peeking her head over your right shoulder. "It would have looked amazing in your office."
"I know, but hey," you turned to her. "I think we did a good job today."
"We sure did," Aeri patted your chest. "Hey, I need to use the bathroom. See you in the car aight?"
"Aight," you nodded. "Don't take too long."
Aeri then walked away from you, crossed an aisle to the left, and disappeared from your sight. You went to the register, paid for the shelves and kitchen accessories you'd picked up, and went to wait for her in the car.
As you settled into your seat, you felt all the accumulated fatigue of the day fall on your shoulders, so you took a deep breath and closed your eyes, feeling a little dejected. The good thing was that you'd certainly had a good time with Aeri so far; that's what kept your spirits high.
After ten minutes of waiting, Aeri finally emerged from the store and climbed into the passenger seat.
"I told you not to take so long," you said, opening your eyes to start the engine.
"I was doing my girl things!" Aeri protested as she settled into her seat and put on her seatbelt. "You're such a grump."
You laughed, one hand on the wheel, and started driving back home.
Back at the apartment, and after two agonizing elevator rides, you and Aeri collaborated to unpack and assemble the ridiculous amount of items you’d purchased. The living room's air conditioning wasn't yet installed, and opening the windows at that hour was impossible due to the strong and dangerous winds at such an altitude, especially in mid-autumn. It wasn't long before sweat began to bead on your skin.
"Fuck, I'm roasting," Aeri panted, fanning herself with her hands. You had turned on the air conditioning in your room and left the door open, hoping some of the cool air would reach the living room, but it provided little relief. "I hope you don't mind my cooling off methods."
"Hm?" You were busy attaching a shelf to the wall for the living room TV and your video game consoles when you turned to see Aeri swiftly undressing. "Um... what are you doing?"
Aeri shed every piece of clothing until she was left in a black bra and thong set with long stockings. The screwdriver slipped from your hand in surprise, making her laugh as she turned to continue her task. Just as she intended, your gaze fixated on her gorgeous bubble butt as she bent down to retrieve a table decoration from a box.
She didn’t want to cool off; the room was warm, but not to the point of needing to undress. She simply wanted your eyes on her, to devour her with your gaze. Of course, you were more than happy to oblige, as few things were as delicious as her meaty, curvy Japanese body.
You were doing your best to be versatile and not mess up the decorations you were putting up while watching her, but that woman had a spell cast on you.
It was inexplicable how, despite having had intimate relationships with a long list of women in the industry, Aeri always managed to get under your skin. Her sex appeal was immaculate, with a self-confidence and an attitude that, on its own and without her making the slightest effort, made you want her like a bastard. The worst part was that you knew she knew you wanted her, but if you didn't, she didn't care either. That was the sexiest thing about her.
The workflow was slowed down by the walking distraction that wandered around your house, bending over places to show off her ass, squatting to reach low places, and getting on all fours in a rather shameless manner. But she still progressed to the point where you thought you were done.
"Fuck, finally," you took a deep breath and plopped down onto the L-shaped sofa you'd assembled with blood, sweat, and tears. "Hey, do you want to order something for..."
The question you were about to ask Aeri was interrupted by the doorbell ringing outside your apartment. This time you weren't expecting it, so you were puzzled.
"Are you...?" You looked at Aeri, who was grinning from ear to ear for some reason.
"I'll leave your package at the door, sir. Good night," a stranger's voice said over the intercom.
"Huh?" You frowned and stood up as you walked to the door. "I didn't order anything."
When you reached your door and opened it, you found a giant box on your mat. Before you could read the label, Aeri came running up behind you and hugged your back so that no potential voyeurs in the hallway would see her half-naked.
"Ahhh! I was worried that thing wouldn't arrive today," she said, looking over your shoulder. "Come on, bring it in."
"Uchinaga, what's that?" You pointed at the box.
"Fuck, it's a good thing you're handsome because you're not very brain-powered."
You grunted and reluctantly picked up the box by the sides to carry it inside. You left it in the living room. Aeri quickly used the boxcutter to open it, and the first thing she did was hand you the instruction manual on top.
She had bought you the desk.
"It's a gift from the four of us!" Aeri said before you could thank her, seeing your surprised face. "I called them when I went to the bathroom, and they were really excited to buy the desk for you."
You felt like crying, damn it. You held it in as best you could.
For a moment, you forgot that she was half-naked and wearing a thong and took her arm to pull her to her feet and hug her tightly. You were going to ignore the fact that her round tits were now pressed against your chest and how good the flesh of her waist felt under your fingers.
"Oh my god, thank you," you said into her neck. "Thank you so much. You guys are too good to me."
"Yeah yeah," Aeri patted your shoulder and caressed the back of your neck. "Don't get all mushy, baby," she pulled away from you, smirking. "Just order a pizza and help me put that thing together, okay?"
"Aight sure," you nodded.
You took out your phone to order the pizza, at the same time distracted by the way Aeri had bent down again and gotten on all fours in front of you while she took parts of the desk out of the box. She did it completely on purpose so you could see part of her pussy lips sticking out from either side of her thong.
"Woman, can I order the pizza in peace?" you asked, but she responded by shaking her ass a little. You huffed, turning around because otherwise you were going to get behind her and fuck her on a cardboard box.
After you managed to order the pizza, you bent down with her to help her take the rest of the things out of the box and start assembling. In the process, Aeri did her best and more to be as seductive as possible for you, rubbing herself against you, surreptitiously pressing her tits together, and even making dirty remarks while reading the instructions aloud.
‘Screw it in really, really deep,’ she had said. Not at all subtle.
With the desk ready, you both stood side by side to admire it.
"You do realize it was easier to assemble it right in the office and not here, right?" you asked, arms akimbo. "Now we have to move it there."
"Uhm..." Aeri crossed her arms under her breasts and tilted her head. "Right... Well, find the chair and bring it over for you to try. Come on, go!"
You hurried over to find the office chair you had bought and brought it in front of the desk to sit on it.
"Oh yeah, this is nice," you smiled, running your hands over the wood of the desk. It was going to look insane, and from it you were going to be able to see the whole fucking Seoul.
"Yeah?" Aeri rolled your chair to the side, got on her knees, and got under the desk, right between your legs. "And like this?"
Aeri quickly pulled your sweatpants and boxers down to your ankles, brought her face right up to your cock, and licked your balls and backside. Her hot breath and the wet sounds in the quiet living room made you shudder.
"It took you a while to make a move," you gasped as Aeri kissed and licked your cock to get it hard.
"I was waiting for the right moment," Aeri replied with a giggle, and it wasn't long before she took you into her mouth, her full lips wrapping around your tip, sucking on it for a few seconds before gradually moving them further down.
Then the doorbell rang. The pizza delivery guy came over the intercom to announce that he had arrived.
"You've got to be kidding me," you said to yourself, clenching your fists on the desk.
Aeri pulled you out of her mouth with a loud slurp and moved her hand slowly over your shaft.
"Tell him to come in," she said softly, bringing you back to her mouth.
"Uh?" You frowned, looking at her. She didn't seem too keen to interrupt the slow, sensual pumps of her head on your cock to answer you. "Are you crazy?"
Aeri didn't pay any attention, focused on your cock. You had no choice but to obey, because she wasn't going to let you get up from that chair. The good thing was that the desk was closed enough at the back that she wouldn't be able to be seen.
"Fuck... come in, please!" You shouted so the delivery man could hear you. "The door's open! First hallway on the right!"
A few seconds later, you heard the door open, and shortly after, the delivery man appeared in the hallway. The look on the poor man's face when he saw you sitting at an (empty) desk in the middle of a living room for no apparent reason was picture-perfect.
"Uh... where do I put the pizza, sir?" he asked.
You pointed to the kitchen island counter.
"Over there, please," you said, but Aeri squeezed your balls, making you let out a small grunt as she purposely sucked you harder and faster. There was no way she was going to get what she wanted. "Actually, no, put it here, please."
You tapped the desk, and the man frowned in confusion, but didn't object and moved closer. As she listened to him approach, Aeri picked up the rhythm and began salivating on your cock, with rapid pumps that any idiot could have heard. You were humming a song to hide it, and you certainly looked like a complete idiot.
The delivery guy placed the box on the desk and stood there, still.
"O-Oh, a tip, huh?" you asked with a nervous giggle. Aeri heard you and, still moving her lips over your cock, reached into the sweatpants around your ankles to hand you your wallet. From there, you took out two bills without even paying attention to their value and handed them to the delivery guy. "There you go."
"Thanks," the delivery guy nodded, turned around, and walked back down the hallway to the door.
Aeri quickly popped you out of her mouth.
"Have a nice night!" she said in a high, sweet voice just as the delivery guy was at the entrance to the hallway.
The delivery guy's shocked expression mirrored yours. He didn't say anything, just hurried away. Shortly after, you heard the door open and close. Aeri then stepped out from under the desk. She'd been busier than you thought under there, as she climbed onto the edge of the desk in front of you, completely naked except for her stockings. Her panties and bra were now on the floor next to your feet.
"I bought this desk," Aeri said, and spread her legs side to side to rest her feet on opposite edges of the desk. "I also helped you set it up." She reached up to her pussy to rub between her glistening folds with two fingers. "Now the least you can do for me is fuck me on this desk."
"But... what about the pizza?"
"I know how to heat pizza without using a microwave, dumbass," Aeri placed a hand on your head. "Now shut up and eat the appetizer."
Aeri pulled you in onto her pussy, and you immediately grabbed onto her fleshy thighs to stick your tongue out and put it to work. She moaned and leaned back, carefully moving the pizza box to one side of the desk and leaning back on her elbows to get comfortable.
The hunger with which you ate her pussy made her let out her sweet, high-pitched moans in just a minute. You had knelt on the floor, now completely naked like her. Aeri had her thighs on your shoulders, and you felt them tremble and shudder every so often.
"Mmmm, yeah, you eat my pussy so well, baby," Aeri moaned, tugging and stroking your hair. "You really love it, huh?"
Instead of responding with words, you grabbed Aeri's thighs, pressed them together, and pressed them against her body to bring her pussy lips together and lick faster between them. Aeri dropped her back onto the desk and grabbed her tits to squeeze them, her moans growing louder and more labored until she came without any warning.
"Fuckkkk! So goood!!" she squealed, arching her back off the desk. "Please fuck me daddy," Aeri looked up at you when you released her thighs. "I really need that cock deep, deep inside me."
"Okay but don't embarrass me like that again, please," you said, standing between her legs.
Aeri laughed, leaned up on her hands, and leaned in to kiss you. She grabbed your cock, stroked it a few times, and rubbed your tip between her folds.
"You secretly got turned on by the adrenaline," she said against your lips. "Don't try to hide it."
"No comment on that," you said, and took her hand off your cock to grab one of her thighs with your left hand and slowly sink your cock between her folds.
"Mmmgh," Aeri moaned, holding onto your neck as your cock went inch by inch inside her. "Next time I'll use my feet."
Aeri moaned and arched her back when you were completely inside her pussy. She fell back and propped herself up on her elbows.
"Whatever you say, hoe," you replied, hands on her soft thighs as you began to pump your hips slowly. You looked down and gasped. It was always hypnotic watching Aeri's plump pussy hug your cock and engulf it with every movement.
You soon went from slow motions to steady, hard thrusts. One of your hands moved up her belly to one of her firm tits, squeezing it with your whole hand and then massaging it. Aeri looked you in the eye and placed a hand on your abdomen, her moans like music to your ears.
"I didn't buy the desk so you could fuck me like a wimp," she spat. "Fuck me harder, daddy. Harder!"
You groaned, grabbed both of her thighs, and pressed them back, adjusting the angle to get as deep as possible with each thrust. You also went faster and harder. Aeri was now being rocked back and forth, and her tits bounced so deliciously that you wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her chest toward you to take one into your mouth.
"Yeah, just like fucking that," Aeri mixed a moan with a giggle as you sucked on her mound and fucked her properly. She gripped the back of your neck. "Mmmgh, keep going, baby. I’m so close."
From one saliva-soaked breast you moved to the other almost immediately, sucking on her nipple and circling it with your tongue. After that, you kissed your way up between her breasts to her neck, where you sank your teeth, earning her to bury her nails on the back of your neck.
Aeri dropped back again to grip the edge of the desk beneath her head. You then brought her thighs together, placed both heels on your right shoulder, and wrapped your arms around her legs to thrust hard against her pussy. Her reaction was to bring her hand to her mouth, arch her back, and whimper in pleasure until she came around your cock.
"Mmmmgh!!" she groaned, trembling on the desk with her eyes closed. You gritted your teeth and moaned as well, as her pussy felt soaked and incredibly warm. Now you fucked her slowly while she went throught her orgasm. "Sit on the chair, baby," she said after a minute.
Knowing what she had in mind, you pulled out of her and sat back down on your office chair, rolling it forward a bit to get closer. Aeri slid off the desk, turned her back to you, and reached between her thighs to hold your cock straight and impale herself on it.
"Oh fuck," you gasped, one hand on her round ass as it rested against your pelvis. From there, you moved it up to her lower back.
Aeri looked at you over her shoulder, holding onto the edge of the desk. She wiggled her ass a little from side to side on your cock to feel you even deeper.
"Mmmm," she moaned. "A little taste of what's to come next when I want you to fuck me in your office."
With that said, Aeri began to move her ass up and down on your shaft, slowly at first to warm up her legs, then giving free rein to her bounces. You gave her a stinging slap on the ass, making it jiggle. She squealed in demand for more, and you did so until one of her buttocks was covered in red-hot marks.
"Bounce hard on that cock, baby," you growled, clinging to her fleshy waist. "I know you can do better than that."
Aeri took it as a challenge, and you soon felt like she was going to snap you and the chair in half at any moment due to the force with which her ass was slamming against you. She kept up that pace for a while, in an impressive display of leg endurance and cardio. The only thing that stopped her was herself, when a minute later she gave a powerful push down and exploded with a primal grunt.
"Oh goddd!!" Aeri slammed the desk with the side of her fist and slumped down onto it. The muscles in her thighs contracted and trembled, and her pussy clenched around you. "Go on, daddy, go on!"
You jumped to your feet and sent the chair rolling back. Aeri was already bent over the desk, so you could easily position yourself behind her and, without leaving her pussy, start pounding it again.
Far from wanting to lessen the intensity, you ground your pelvis against that perfect ass so that the thrusts reverberated through the walls of your brand-new apartment. You held her by the waist, your fingers digging in so hard you feared she'd bruise later. More slaps landed on her ass, and Aeri moaned with each one.
Aeri gripped the opposite edge of the desk with all her might as you grabbed a handful of her dark brown hair and pulled it back, your other hand resting on her lower back. She had another orgasm in between, but you fucked her through it, pulling one knee up onto the desk to squeeze her ass cheeks.
"Yes, yes, yes!!" Aeri moaned, the side of her face against the desk, her hands at her sides. A second later, her eyes rolled back, and a high-pitched scream came from her mouth, preceding another orgasm. "Ugh, you son of a bitch!"
A slap on the buttock you were squeezing made her scream amidst her orgasm. Aeri bucked her hips against you, making you feel every throb of her pussy around your shaft. As she did, you sucked your thumb and, soaking wet, moved it between her butt cheeks to rub her butthole.
"Did you bring lube?" you asked, slowly sliding your thumb inside her ass. Aeri tensed, turned her head, and pointed to her purse in the kitchen. You pulled out of her pussy and went to get it. From her purse you took out a small glass jar with a sealed lid. "Do you use massage oil now?" you asked, returning to her.
"It feels warmer, and I like the texture it leaves," Aeri said, playing with her fingertips on her butthole. "And you're already experienced with it," she giggled.
"Wanna ride me?" You asked, removing the plastic seal from the bottle.
"Always."
Aeri lifted her torso off the desk and let you climb on top of her, lying lengthwise. Your knees were hanging off, but it was enough room to do what you wanted. She then straddled you, her back to you, to sit on the back of your cock.
"May I, please?" Aeri asked, her palm extended toward you. You handed her the small glass bottle, and she uncapped it to pour a copious amount of massage oil between her buttocks and her asshole in general, so that it would fall all over your cock and pelvis. "It's a good thing the wood is varnished and won't get damaged that easily."
Aeri capped the bottle and threw it onto the chair. She began to move her hips over you, your cock being massaged and stroked between her buttocks. As she rubbed against you, Aeri put her hands to work spreading all the oil over her ass and your cock, making you moan at how good that alone felt.
With everything oiled up and well lubricated, Aeri planted her feet beside you, lifted her hips, grabbed your cock, and held it straight as she lowered herself onto it, letting her ass easily engulf your tip first until she continued going down. Soon every inch of your length disappeared inside her perfect ass.
"Oh yeah," Aeri moaned, her hands resting on your thighs. "See how warm and delicious that feels?"
‘Warm and delicious’ didn't do it justice. You were gonna go crazy, just like you always did when you were inside Aeri Uchinaga's beautiful ass.
"For God's sake, just fuck yourself against that cock mommy," you said without thinking, almost instinctively. You ran your hands over her slick buttocks.
Aeri giggled and dug her nails into your thighs.
"Mommy?" She began to move slowly on your cock. "That's new."
"It's not crazy, you bought me a desk and you're making me fuck you on it," you gasped.
"That's true," Aeri giggled, taking every inch of your cock in and out of her tight ass with the utmost ease and smoothness. "For today you were my sugar baby."
"Actually I bought 90% of the things but okay."
"Shut up and let mommy make you feel good, boy."
Fuck, she could have told you right then to jump out the window and you would have obeyed.
Aeri arched her back to make her ass look more attractive and began bouncing on your cock, the slams sounding like light splashes from the strong contact between your slippery skin. You chose to keep your hands to yourself and simply enjoy what she was doing.
"You like it like this, baby?" Aeri asked with a moan, scratching you on your knees. "Does mommy's tight little ass feel good to you?"
"Yes!" you said immediately. "Oh fuck, of course it does."
"You want to cum inside it so bad, huh?" She made eye contact with you and bit her lip. "I know you do."
You moaned and opted for silence, counting sheep jumping over fences in your head to delay your climax as long as possible so she could continue enjoying your cock. But dear God, the sight of her big, round, oiled-up ass bouncing and jiggling on you was playing dirty.
Fortunately for your sanity, Aeri quickly pulled you out of her ass after a minute and turned around to impale herself on you again, this time facing you. She continued squatting on your cock, but now she leaned toward you, placed her hands on your chest, and bit your chin.
"I'll never get tired of how good that juicy, perfect cock feels inside my cute little booty," Aeri moaned near your lips. She sank her lips onto the lower one and pulled on it a little. "And you? You don't think you'll ever get tired of my tight little ass, do you?" You shook your head quickly. "Right? Mmm, what a good boy."
For the love of heaven, you were going to explode inside her at any moment, overwhelmed with pleasure and horny as hell. And you would have if not for the fact that, a moment later, Aeri came before you and slowed down considerably, dropping her knees to grind against you.
"You're going to fucking kill me," you growled through your teeth as she circled your cock inside her ass.
Aeri collapsed against you, let her glossy brown hair fall across your face, and kissed you, moaning against your lips and making your tongues swirl around each other. You wrapped your arms around her and let your hands roam over her perfect body, fleshy in every deliciously hot spot, until you placed them on her thighs.
"Wanna feel some more of that adrenaline, baby?" she asked against your lips.
"How?"
"Let's go to the window..." Aeri planted kisses all over your face. "Fuck me and fill me up while all of Seoul watches."
"Kinky, huh?" You slapped her ass with both hands.
"A little dangerous, too."
"I can do that," you smirked. "Get off."
Aeri got off you and walked to the window. You followed closely behind her until you reached the largest part of the window, and she, without any hesitation, placed her hands on the glass and spread her feet, leaving her ass ready for you.
"This shit is terrifying," you said, standing behind her as you looked out at the scenery. It was way too fucking high.
"Come back inside my ass and you'll forget how high we are," Aeri said, looking at you through the nearby reflection of the glass and also looking out at the city.
"Let's see if you're right," you said, and with one hand on her waist, you grabbed your cock and guided it back inside her ass.
Aeri moaned and pushed her hips back to take the rest of your cock inside her. Soon after, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the space again. And yes, she was right. As soon as you kept pounding her ass, you completely forgot you were standing at about 300 feet high.
Aeri's ass felt like a fucking relic, but you also alternated fucking her pussy for the same long intervals.
"Fuck yes yes yes!!" Aeri growled, clenching her fists against the glass as you now went back to fucking her ass mercilessly. "Fill me, baby, please fill me!"
You moaned against your clenched teeth and slid one hand up in front of her to reach her neck and squeeze it with your fingers. Then you had her press her tits against the glass, fucking her against it (you hoped that damn window was thick enough) to bury your face in her neck.
"Cum around that cock one more time and I'll fill you up in front of the whole fucking city, baby," you growled as you kissed the back of her neck, one hand on her waist and the other on her neck. "Will you be a good enough girl to do that?"
"Oh my god, you were just calling me mommy," Aeri moaned, forced to look at the city. "If you talk to me like that I'm going to squirt all over the fucking floor."
"Could you do that for daddy?" you said with a sly smile, moving your hand from her waist to her pussy to rub her clit. Aeri dropped her head onto your shoulder and nodded between whimpers. "Yeah? Do it then."
Aeri descended into complete madness then, and between the thrusts of your cock against her ass and the circles of your fingers on her clit, she had an electrifying double orgasm. Her ass suffocated your cock, and an intense jet of squirt erupted from her pussy, hitting the floor and soaking your feet.
Her eyes closed tightly, and a tear escaped from one of them. Her body was in such a state of ecstasy that she wasn't even able to make a sound in her throat; her twisted face and the way she writhed were enough to tell it was the hardest she'd ever come.
"Please, just fucking fill me up already!!" Aeri managed to squeal seconds later, and you held her upright with your arms to continue pounding her ass through her orgasm. "Mmmmmghhh!!!!!"
That was the point of no return for you. All your senses suddenly heightened, and you held onto her with all your strength before, with a hard thrust forward, you exploded inside her ass.
"Ughhh!!!" you groaned, squeezing her body with one arm across her tummy and the other across her collarbone. "Take all of that, you fucking slut!"
You buried your face in her neck and moaned against it, throbbing inside her tight ass as you left every thick drop of cum inside it. Aeri held onto you with all her strength, her legs ready to give way at any moment.
"Oh fucking lord," Aeri sighed, turning her head to seek your kisses. "My ass feels like it's going to explode from how full it is," she moaned against your lips as you shared small kisses.
"And my cock hurts from how hard I came," you gasped. "I don't know how many times that shit has happened to me in my life."
"I'm glad to be one of the lucky few, then," Aeri giggled.
"Well, lucky lady, you also get to help me clean up," you looked at the puddle of squirt she'd left on the floor. "And you didn't even see how the desk turned out."
"Give me a little rest, for goodness' sake," Aeri said, leaning her forehead against the glass with her eyes closed. "I think this is the first time I've had two different types of orgasms at the same time."
"Take your time."
Aeri and you took a few considerable minutes to rest on the couch, and after that, you went to the kitchen to get a dish towel and start cleaning everything. When you were done, Aeri put on her underwear and had you sit in the dining room while she heated up the pizza using a bread oven you had bought.
A few minutes later, she returned with the pizza back in the box and placed it on the glass table to sit down and eat while talking with you.
The conversation was surprisingly productive for your relationship, as you got to know each other better and actually found a lot in common when it came to music, so you had a good laugh over mutually entertaining topics.
"You know, I actually had a lot of fun spending the day with you," Aeri mentioned after you finished eating, her legs draped over the chair.
"And why do you say that like it surprises you?" you asked, closing the pizza box to take a sip of your soda.
"It's just... well," Aeri hugged her legs and rested her chin between her knees. "I was a little nervous when you specifically called me."
You frowned and tilted your head, letting her speak.
"Look, I'm good at connecting physically with people, you know, with sex and all that," she waved her hand, looking at the table decoration. "But I'm not like Jiminie or Ning, or even Minjeong in her own way. The stronger my emotional bond with someone becomes, the more it terrifies me."
"Oh, that's why you constantly refused to sleep over with me during the tour."
"Yeah, kinda," she nodded. "I usually try to keep people at a safe distance, and I often act nonchalantly like I don't need anyone, but..." Aeri took a deep breath. "There are times when I really wish I had someone, you know? Someone to be comfortable with on a Sunday morning, eating breakfast in silence."
"But... Why does it terrify you so much? Isn't that a cute thing?"
"Involuntary defense mechanisms, babe."
"I understand..." You nodded slowly, staring at her for a few seconds before standing up and going behind her chair to hug her tightly. "Well, it's definitely not Sunday and it's not morning either, but I'm happy to sit with you in silence anytime."
Aeri took your arms and rested her head against yours, snuggling up to you. You stayed like that for a few long seconds, until you gave her a peck on the cheek and pulled away.
"You can stay the night if you want, you know?" you said, gently massaging her shoulders.
Aeri chuckled and shook her head.
"No need, darling," she replied. "Just because I no longer keep you at a safe distance doesn't mean I'm going to wake up next to you like I'm your wife."
"You don't even have to sleep with me, woman."
"I don't care. In this context it feels very intimate to me, dear."
You raised your hands.
"Fair enough."
"But we can stay on the couch in each other's arms for a while." She looked up at you. "If you're okay with that."
You smiled.
"Sure, come."
You and Aeri went to the couch and gave it a great first use, snuggling up together to watch each other's TikTok. About an hour later, she got up and went to get dressed, since it was already midnight. Then you went to the door together.
"Thanks for letting me spend the day with you, darling," Aeri curved her lips into a small smile, standing in the frame of the already open door, and leaned in to plant a sweet kiss on your lips. It was unlike her. "Don't get lost, will you?"
"I'll try, dear," you smiled. "Please take care out there."
"I will," Aeri turned and blew you a kiss. "Goodnight, handsome."
"Goodnight, Uchinaga."
You waited for Aeri to walk down the hall and take the elevator before locking the door. As you went back inside, you realized something extremely important that you had overlooked.
She hadn't helped you carry the desk into the office, and now you had to do it on your own.
Jumping out the window seemed more appealing.
The following days after your day with Aeri were almost as boring as usual, as you'd been busy getting small things fixed around the apartment and then back to your busy work. The only thing keeping your spirits high was your calendar, as you counted the days until ITZY finally returned from their tour and you could finally see her.
When that day arrived, it was like a kind of early Christmas Eve, where you ran around making preparations and buying things everywhere: flowers, ingredients to make dinner, snacks and treats for her, and other essentials to keep you both comfortable throughout the evening. You even went to the trouble of cleaning every possible corner of the apartment to make everything look neat and shiny, because you didn't want to look like a slob in front of your girlfriend.
Later that day, you received a text from Yeji letting you know that her plane had landed and that Chaery was planning a surprise for you. She'd done it so you'd be ready for her, so you spent about two hours anxiously pacing around your living room until the intercom beeped.
"Are you there, baby?" a sweet voice asked over the intercom.
There was just one problem. That wasn't the voice you were expecting. It was Ning's.
You ran to the door, and as soon as you opened it, Ning threw her arms around your neck and crashed her lips against yours, kissing you passionately while stroking your hair. Confused but not upset, you held her by her small, soft waist and kissed her back.
In the middle of the kiss, the elevator dinged, making you open your eyes on pure instinct.
Doing so sent a sharp jolt to your heart, as Chaery stepped out of that elevator with bright eyes and a smile of excitement radiating from her.
Every bit of happiness melted off her face when she saw what was happening at your doorstep.
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You were trying to scout new girls for your adult entertainment agency, but you had been struggling as of late to find new talent. Things were dire, and the girls you had lately taken a look at weren't impressing you much; maybe the prospect of new talents was truly dire.
Until you saw a redhead Asian girl shaking her ass on stage and fell in love with her instantly.
"She's so good, I need to get her number," you said as you watched the tape of the redhead girl, knowing you needed to get her at all costs to film a scene for your studio. "Apparently her name is Ryujin," you said to a staff member. "I have to call her ASAP," you continued. It took a bit, but you finally managed to find a way to contact her.
"Do you want to film a scene with us?" you texted Ryujin. "Sure, but I think I'll need my label's authorization," she answered. "This has to be between us; I don't want anyone to decide for you," you told her.
Ryujin ended up accepting your offer to film the scene; she was initially thinking it was for some drama, but soon she would find out it was a different kind of scene.
As Ryujin entered the studio, she found you finishing a hardcore sex scene with a girl. At first, she felt embarrassed. But before she could say anything, you put your clothes back on and went in her direction.
"I don't know if I can do this. I thought it was going to be a regular scene, not pornography," Ryujin told you. "Relax," you said to her. "What if people close to me see it?" she asks. "Don't be afraid; you can use a stage name. How about 'Red Hot'?" Because that's what you look like with that hair," you said to her.
"Ok, that's a great name," Ryujin answered. "Go to the dressing room and take your favorite outfit from there; we can start as soon as you do," you answered her. "Alright," Ryujin replied, still trying to process what she had gotten into.
"Wow, oh my goodness," you said as Ryujin returned from the dressing room. She had truly chosen the skimpiest possible outfit: a G-string bra and thong along with high heels. "Looks like you are going to pull out an amazing performance today," you told her. "I always do; you can count on that," she said.
Ryujin started making sexy poses in the mirror and smiling as you looked at her beautiful, hot body. Soon, you got the camera rolling. "You like my outfit? I put it just for you," she said, licking the mirror. "It's incredible," you answered. She smiled again. It didn't take long for her to start talking dirty to you. "I've been thinking about your cock all day long; bet it's really hard for me," she said.
"I can't wait for that big cock to be deep in my pussy and my ass," Ryujin kept talking dirty to you. "How did you guess I was gonna fuck your ass?" you asked her as the camera zoomed into her body. "Well, I know most guys would love to," she said, shaking them in front of the camera just like she did in the concert.
"Your outfit is wonderful. Are you ready to be my naughty little kitty today?" You asked Ryujin, the camera zooming in on her boobs. "Of course, I've been so horny," she answered, pulling her bra to the side and letting you pour some slick lube on her cute tits for her to massage them.
"My nipples are so hard, I'm so excited and horny to bounce up and down on that cock," Ryujin said as she grabbed her boobs and played with her small outfit. "Such a nice pussy, I love it," you said as she teased you, playing with her thong that could barely contain it. "I'm so horny, I need that big fat cock, please, stroke it for me, show me how much you want it, get it hard for me," she said.
Ryujin turned around and slowly took her thong down, showing you her tight little holes. She bent over a little, massaging her pussy in front of you and putting a finger in her asshole. "Rub it in for me," you told her, pouring lube on her ass and making it shiny as she kept teasing you and shaking her ass just like she did at the concert. "Imagine that butt sliding down that big fat cock, up and down like this," she said, moving it to show it.
Ryujin truly loved to tease you, smiling from ear to ear as her body got you throbbing. You had filmed countless scenes with many naughty girls, but Ryujin truly had a unique charm. "Use me, use all of my holes," she begged, spanking her own ass. Soon, you took your turn, spanking her butt a bit. "I like that," she said, with a cute smile, before you set your sights on a different target and started rubbing your fingers around her asshole.
"Oh yeah, play with my tight ass. Oh, that feels good," Ryujin says as you start penetrating her butthole with your thumb. "You like that?" you asked her. "Oh, I love it," Ryujin said, letting you stick your thumb as deep as possible. "My ass is very tight," she said, and you could tell as it contracted as soon as you pulled out of it.
You feed your dirty thumb straight into Ryujin's mouth, her enjoying it a lot as she smiled at you, and you gave her a little choking too. She pulled her tongue out as you ran your hands over her body and pulled your pants down. "That cock is nice and hard and ready to fuck me," she said, touching it. "It's all yours today," you told her. "I can't wait to feel it inside me," she said.
Ryujin slowly stroked your cock using her very strong hands. "Look at that cock," she said, getting down on her knees and kissing the tip of it before going down the whole shaft. She teased you a bit with a few kisses and licks, paying special attention to your throbbing tip and making your pant sounds be loudly recorded.
"I love to kiss your cock," Ryujin said. "Can't forget about the balls," she continued, putting them in her mouth for the first time as she kept stroking your cock. You zoomed the camera into her pretty face and worked all over your sack. "That's incredible," you said as she spat on your cock and started finally taking it in her mouth.
Ryujin gave you a very slow-paced blowjob, but her dick-sucking lips were so incredible you were already on the edge. And she knows how to tease, rubbing the tip of your cock in her nipples a couple of times between her blowjobs. "Playing with those hard nipples," she said.
Ryujin sucked your cock like a champion, giving you a blowjob very few girls you had previously performed with had managed to. Her warm mouth, dirty talk, and strong strokes made for a lethal combination, putting you at the edge of your seat from the get-go. "That cock tastes so good," she said, taking it deeper and deeper in her throat. She was very sloppy, coating your shaft with her saliva and maneuvering every inch of it incredibly.
You tried to fuck her face, but Ryujin didn't relent, taking your cock with ease deep in her throat before retaking control of the blowjob. "I love blowing bubbles on that big cock, so big I need to use both my hands to stroke it," she said as she kept working them alongside her tongue to perfection.
You kept panting against the camera, Ryujin's blowjob making you use all your energy just to hold onto the cum that was begging to come out of your cock. She circled her smiling all over it, smiling as she didn't spare
It didn't take long for you to not resist Ryujin's incredible cock-sucking skills and blow your cum out prematurely, forcing you to cut the scene. "Damn, looks like you enjoyed me sucking your cock a lot," she said with the camera already off. "I definitely did," you said, getting on the floor for the next sequence.
"Get that cock hard and we can keep going," you told Ryujin, who promptly obliged as she didn't need much effort to put it back throbbing again, spitting all over your cock as you lay on the floor. "I can't wait to have it inside you," you said to her. Ryujin agreed, but first she needed to taste it a little bit more.
Ryujin dove between your legs, circling her tongue around your balls before moving down to lick your asshole. "Such a nasty girl," you said as the camera followed her face and Ryujin started to make sloppy sounds with her tongue deep in your rectum. She moved her face up and down as she worked her mouth all over your anus, spitting on your balls and licking them as you filmed that amazing point of view for the audience.
"So good," you told Ryujin, praising her incredible rimjob skills. Not every girl has the courage to get down and dirty, even among the best cock suckers, but Ryujin was taking her tongue inside your asshole with the same ease that she sucked your cock. She kept following the camera, looking at it very naturally.
"Are you ready for my tight pussy?" I want you to stretch all my holes today, my tight little pussy and my tight little ass," Ryujin said, looking right at the audience while stroking your cock. She was finally ready to climb on top of that cock as she prepared herself to ride it and got herself in position, but not before you gave her a few instructions.
"Rub it in your pussy," you told Ryujin, who promptly started teasing you, touching the tip of your cock against the entrance of her vagina. "I love that pussy grinding on my cock," you told her. She went a little further, rubbing your tip against her navel. "Can't wait to have it bulging under my belly," she said, also pressing your cock a little between her thighs before finally taking it down her pussy.
"Fuck, it's so big," Ryujin says as she starts having second thoughts, taking only the tip of you inside her pussy. You capture her priceless reaction to the size of your cock. "Oh, it's so big," she repeats, trying to get it deeper in her pussy, bouncing very slowly. "That cock feels so good inside me," she says.
"Do you enjoy watching it go up and down my pussy?" Ryujin asks as she slowly starts to get more comfortable with your cock. "I can feel it stretching me out," she says, your amazing girth filling her pussy to the fullest. She looks at the camera and starts making sensual expressions, grabbing her boobs as she moans riding your cock. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, you make my pussy so creamy," she moans.
Ryujin picks up the pace, you moving the camera to capture every inch of her body. "I love feeling that cock so deep inside me, oh yeah," she moans. You try to push upwards, but Ryujin quickly takes control, her sexy slow ride quickly bringing you to submission. You zoom the camera right into her crotch, capturing her riding your cock in a way the audience can feel fully immersed in the scene.
"Ohhhh, I love to feel every inch of that cock in my pussy," Ryujin says, riding your cock hard and deep just as you zoom around her pussy. She grinds and spins on your cock, riding it perfectly as she rubs her pussy for the audience. "Oh, fuck, oh yeah," she moans, quickly getting wet and dropping a huge load of squirt into the camera that makes her giggle.
Ryujin cleans the squirt from your shaft and your belly as she smiles. "It tastes so delicious," she says. "You're so naughty," you tell her as she sucks your cock and spits all over your cock. "Come here, baby, crawl for me like a kitty cat," you tell her, Ryujin obliging as you put your camera on a tripod and capture her crawling body, giving you a nice gift in the process.
"Ohhh, that's big, but I don't know if it's bigger than yours," Ryujin says as you give her a dildo for her to play with. She strokes and sucks it just like she did to your cock, your camera fully capturing her sexy moves while she plays with her pussy, making gag sounds all over the toy and deepthroating it. "You like sucking it?" you ask her. Ryujin smiles.
"OH MY GOD," Ryujin screams as you get behind her and shove your cock back inside her pussy. The camera captures her reaction perfectly. "OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you pump her pussy hard as she performs a spit-roasting with the dildo, gagging hard on it as she gets pounded. "OH FUCK, OH YEAH," she moans, you pushing her body closer to the camera and grabbing her hair, relentlessly attacking her tight pussy.
"OH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," Ryujin moans as you get fully in the frame, topping her with hard thrusts deep in her cunt. She gags all over the dildo. "OHHHHH," she screams as she pulls out of it, giggling and sucking it as you tell her about your next plans.
"I want to put this in your ass," you say to Ryujin, filming her hot body in full display. "Do you think it can fit?" she asks. "Of course, I know you can do everything I ask," you tell her.
Ryujin bends over on the couch, you adding some lube to the dildo as you watch her start shoving it down her butthole. "Oh, fuck," she moans as the dildo anally penetrates her. "Oh my God, that ass is so tight," she says, yet still manages to shove the whole toy in her anus, teasing you as you zoom into her backside to watch her play with it, Ryujin taking the whole 10 inches of the dildo up her butt.
Ryujin moans as the dildo continues to stretch her asshole. "I can feel that cock stretching my little tight ass; I know you want it too," she says. "OH MY GOD, IT'S SO BIG," she screams, but keep going, simulating an anal penetration in front of you to perfection. You capture her moaning face and her incredible ass, eventually not resisting the urge and shoving your cock back in her pussy.
"Oh yeah, fill both my holes," Ryujin says as your cock gets in and double stuffs her. She takes both the fake and real cock with ease, giving away that she's got some previous experience getting double penetrated. "OH FUCK, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she says, your cock barely inside her as you keep thrusting, Ryujin matching your thrusts with the dildo in perfect sync.
Ryujin's tight pussy squeezes your cock even further now that she's got two massive toys in both her holes to play with it. She giggles as she pulls the dildo out of her asshole to taste it. "You want the real thing, don't you?" you ask her, not even giving her rectum a second to breathe as you already shut it back down with your massive cock.
"OH MY GOD, OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you anally penetrate her for the first time, muffling her moans with the dildo. She shows she's not intimidated by your massive cock up her butt, moving her hips to meet your thrusts as your hand camera fully captures it for the audience. Moaning and gagging sounds come from Ryujin's mouth as your cock gets deeper in her ass, her shaking it nicely to take all of it while she gags all over the monster dildo, having fun with both her toys.
"OH YES, FUCK MY ASS, JUST LIKE THAT," Ryujin commands as you zoom briefly into her moaning face before giving the perfect view of your cock pounding her ass, immersing the audience almost as if they were the ones fucking her. "Do you enjoy fucking my ass?" Ryujin asks just as your camera zooms into her sexy face.
"Give me that big cock deep in my ass, use my hole, use my tight ass, oh fuck, use it to stroke that cock," Ryujin talks dirty as her tight butthole squeezes your cock to the fullest. "So nice," you tell her, Ryujin licking the dildo as you penetrate her butt.
"Ride my cock," you tell Ryujin, never pulling out as you get down on the couch. "Like this," you tell her as Ryujin starts squatting on your cock with her fit butt, you giving a full body angle to the audience of the incredible ride she's giving you, zooming into her ass just as she grabs her cheeks and spreads them for your cock.
"OH YES, YES, YES," Ryujin moans as she bounces on your cock like a pro, pushing you to the edge as the side of her cheeks hits your legs. Her flaming red hair waves beautifully, creating an effect that looks almost as if she's catching fire. You have to briefly pull out just not to cum, with how amazing she's performing. "Please, put it back in. I want you to use me like your sex toy," Ryujin says, begging like a baby girl to you.
"Put it back inside your ass, you earned it," you tell Ryujin as you recover your breath and hand your cock back to her. Ryujin promptly sits on it, you zooming your cameras as she shakes her ass on your cock sideways, giggling and moaning as she does so, you capturing her wide as close as possible while also taking a look at the reactions in her slutty face as she looks behind to watch herself getting impaled.
Ryujin goes all-in, riding your cock extremely well, taking it all the way deep with fast thrusts. "OH MY GOD IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD, I LOVE HAVING THAT BIG FAT COCK DEEP IN MY ASS," she says, you groaning again, her tight ass squeezing your cock more than ever.
Ryujin knows she's in the driver's seat, spanking her own ass as she squats hard on your cock. "OH, IT'S SO DEEP, MY ASS IS SO FUCKING TIGHT BOUNCING UP AND DOWN THAT BIG FAT COCK. OH FUCK, I LOVE RIDING THAT COCK," she screams as her bounces only get harder, the couch making noises as Ryujin makes you unload inside her ass. This time you don't cut it from the scene, just letting the audience enjoy the way she drained your balls.
"Looks like I'm winning it handily against you," Ryujin says off-camera as she watches you sit to take a little relief. It takes a bit for you to recover from her incredible anal ride, but as soon as you're ready, you pop your cock back in the screen for her to taste her ass. "Taste that dirty ass, baby, suck my cock," you tell her, Ryujin promptly bobbing her head, using no hands, just attacking your cock relentlessly with her dick-sucking lips as you try to fuck her face, but she's so strong she quickly prevails, spitting on your dick to sign her win.
"Lay on your back," you tell Ryujin as she spreads her legs on the couch and starts teasing you, bringing back the dildo into play as she shoves it in her pussy. You're still so numb from the last fuck session you drop the camera just as you were about to start filming her masturbating. "Oh, fuck, oh my God," she moans, her legs fully spread as you soon enter the scene, putting Ryujin in a feet position and pushing your cock back in her ass.
"OH FUCK YEAH," Ryujin screams as you thrust as hard as possible into her asshole. "OH YES, FUCK ME," she begs, pushing the dildo hard and deep into her pussy to match your intense penetration. She giggles and then shoves the dildo up her mouth just as you bring the camera and zoom into her body, giving the perfect view of her ass getting fucked with her pussy wide open, albeit not for long as Ryujin shoves the dildo back inside it.
"FUCK YES, YES, YES, YES, YES," Ryujin screams until she squirts all over the dildo, smiling to the camera as she tastes her juices from it. You stay focused, fucking her ass hard and immersing the audience just like a POV sex scene asks for, capturing all of Ryujin's sexy reactions as she fingers her pussy and facefucks herself with the dildo while you anally pound her. She puts a couple of fingers up her cunt, ready to squirt at any second.
"YESSSSSSS," Ryujin loudly screams as the juices of her pussy cover your cock after a massive squirting, some of it spilling into the camera lenses. "That felt so good," she says with that incredible smile that you already fell in love with. You adjust the camera, taking her into a slow round of ass-fucking, just admiring her beauty as you fuck her like your sex toy, just like she asked before, Ryujin sexy looking into your eyes and moaning beautifully.
"AHHHHH," Ryujin moans as you hit the depths of her asshole. You switch to her pussy. "Oh yes, fuck my pussy," Ryujin says as things get hotter and hotter, the red-hot girl making you want to go on forever. "USE MY PUSSY, YES," she begs. You choke her a bit and share some kisses, showing hot, passionate moments are possible even in the most hardcore scenes. "OH YEAH," Ryujin screams, her pussy getting wet as you fully top her, slowing down with your cock fully buried deep inside her pussy.
Ryujin starts losing her breath, the long pounding finally catching up to her. You sense her vulnerability and pick up the pace, kissing her as you thrust hard and fast inside her pussy, watching her get wetter and wetter. Her legs are so spread her high heels almost hit the camera, you grabbing it to capture her beautiful smile.
"Sit on my cock," you tell Ryujin, her obliging as you give a back view of her getting stuffed in her pussy. You grab her hot body and start pumping up her cunt. As soon as Ryujin gets your cock back inside her, the viewers enjoy her getting used by your massive cock with fast but very passionate thrusts. The only thing they can see is your legs and Ryujin's ass as you pump her hard and grab her butt. "OH MY GOD, OH YEAH, OH FUCK," she moans, losing her breath bit by bit as your hard pounding exhausts her, but despite that, she keeps giggling and smiling at all times.
You let Ryujin sensually grind on your cock, the viewers getting an incredible experience of her moving her pussy around your cock. Her puckered anus winks to them like a camera eye, Ryujin just letting herself get pounded nonstop as you attack her pussy like a madman, the only audible things on tape being her moans and the sound of your hips clapping against her cheeks.
"OH YES BABY, OH YES BABY, PLEASE FUCK ME," Ryujin begs as her pussy gets obliterated. She is tired now, her preparations for the comeback and all those performances at those university festivals that made you fall in love with her finally catching up to her. You stay with your cock inside her pussy, taking a little break to suck her cute tits and share some kisses.
"I want your cum," Ryujin says as she's ready to enter the final moments of the scene. You knew there was only one way to end this scene, as you put Ryujin's pretty face upside down on the couch and started fucking it balls deep, enjoying the saliva coming out of her face.
"Eat that ass," you tell Ryujin as you sit on her face to take a little break, her obliging and licking your asshole as you wipe it on her face and stroke your cock, Ryujin taking a slice of your balls to lick it as well. You quickly go back to pounding her throat, enjoying her coughing and gagging as your cock bulges under her throat while you grope her tits.
You switch the angle of the camera, attacking Ryujin's throat as hard as possible as you give the viewers a back view, Ryujin's throat getting stuffed like a pussy as saliva starts running down her mouth into her face, ruining it completely. You're now closer than ever and know only a few couple thrusts are needed for you to cum. "I want to fucking cum," you tell her, Ryujin gagging as a way to beg for it, her eyes rolling as her face is completely stuffed full of your cock now, loud wet noises coming out each time you hit deep in her throat, your cock all the way down it and even your balls now completely stuffed inside her mouth.
You unload inside Ryujin's throat, pulling out a bit to also shoot a couple of loads in her pretty face, the scene ending with her ruined face covered full of cum. "That was so good," she says just as you turn off the camera. "You're incredible, red-hot girl," you tell her. "Thank you," she says, smiling as you praise her performing skills.
As Ryujin gets ready to leave, you make another proposal to her.
"Come back tomorrow; I need to fill this pussy next," you tell her.
"Hell yeah, can't wait for you to cum multiple times in my pussy," she answers.
Rina was on the other side of the screen on FaceTime with you. She was in London, the second stop on the European leg of Aespa's tour. The cute angel looked tired, her hair loose and somewhat disheveled, already dressed in the blue pajamas she loved as she spoke to you at length about her recent experiences.
"And god, Minjeong has been clingier than usual!" Rina said in an exasperated tone. "Not having you around makes it a damn group task to keep her from going crazy."
"Speaking of not having any of us around…" You took a moment to consider the words, aware of how sensitive the subject was for everyone. "How's the new manager? I imagine the change hasn't been easy."
Rina's expression darkened as she looked down. It pained her to remember that Jihye was no longer her manager as much as it pained you to not have her by your side.
"Well… he's not Jihye, but he takes good care of us," Rina looked up. "At least he doesn't ask me to give him head. That's good."
You both burst out laughing at the memory.
"You can't complain, though," you pointed out. "That little favor led to those nights in Miami. I wouldn't trade anything for it."
"That's true," Rina smiled, and you heard her bedroom door open. "We have to do that again. You know, when the tide goes out a little."
"Jimin-ah!" you heard Minjeong say. "It's supposed to be girls' night and you're here. You said we'd watch Little Women!"
"Coming, coming!" Rina said. She squealed when one of the girls tickled her as a threat. "We were just catching up! We're leaving now."
Minjeong pulled Rina away from her own phone to say hello. Ning and then Aeri joined her on either side to do the same.
"How have you been, darling?" Ning asked.
Damn, what a question. How were you? Being in the eye of the storm day after day hadn't let you stop and think about it. It seemed crazy, but it wasn't. You didn't really know how you were. That's what happened when you were busy all the time: your mental health took a backseat, like going on autopilot through life. Honestly, you didn't know if that was good or bad.
"I've been fine, dear," you opted to say. "At least I'd like to think so."
Minjeong took the whole frame to herself.
"Any news about Jihye?" she asked, hoping for good news.
Another difficult question. Only you were expecting that one, and you were dreading it. You couldn't blame Minjeong for asking it; after all, she must still be feeling guilty about the whole thing.
Three months had passed since the events at the airport, and aside from rumors that were just rumors and the occasional leaked message from Gunwook, Jihye's existence had come to feel like a mere dream. Something that was once too good and beautiful to be true. Something that had been taken away from you.
Because yes, she was taken away from you. From you and the girls.
You took a deep breath and searched your phone for the last message Gunwook had given you about her.
"And I quote: Jihye and Irene are fine," you said. "She misses the girls and is constantly watching fancams and supporting them from Seoul. She also wanted me to tell you all that technically she was still your boss, just a few steps above you. So you better not disappoint her."
When you exited the messaging app and zoomed in on FaceTime again, you were met with faces full of mixed emotions.
"Oh… okay," Minjeong said. "Well, it's good to know we still have her support."
"I really miss her…" Ning added softly.
And a silence fell between you.
"I'll keep you updated, I promise," you said after a few seconds. "But right now you have a movie to watch and I have work to do."
The girls said their goodbyes one by one, Rina being the last. And so, your video call with the girls ended.
Bringing you back to the harsh and exhausting reality.
Shortly after the pool party, work had you by the throat with a grip that wouldn't loosen. Just as Gunwook and Jihye had anticipated some time ago, the level of paranoia among the upper management after the incident with the reporter had skyrocketed. Now they had you hunting down college boys and forcing them to cut off all contact with idols or trainees from their companies.
Interestingly, JYP was the complete opposite, considerably more flexible and permissive. They were somewhat strict, as you'd expect, but they were everything the other agencies weren't: humane. That confirmed to you that all this time, Gunwook had indeed been on the right side of history and was truly putting his effort into his fight to give idols decent lives. Thank god he was winning it.
That was a relief, because over the past three months, the two of you had become more than just coworkers; you could now call each other a friend. It would have been a shame to throw that away if he had turned out to be another heartless maniac.
And speaking of JYP, ITZY started preparing for their world tour not long after the pool party.
The stress was making them all miserable, but it was Lia who, sadly, finally gave in to the pressure and requested a hiatus so she could take care of her mental health after so many years of working day and night nonstop. She would be close to her family, right where she needed to be to heal, so you remained calm about it, knowing everything would be okay for her.
But that didn't mean you didn't miss her like crazy. Lia was one of those rays of sunshine who always helped you move forward, and now it was the ray of sunshine who needed help to move forward. It broke your heart, and you couldn't do anything but pray for her return as soon as possible.
Other than that, the only thing you could do while the girls were all on tour was throw yourself into your new job. Nayeon and Chaeyeon had been trying to distract you from that from time to time, and while they had usually succeeded, the most common thing was for you to joke about them having to make an appointment with your receptionist first.
The same receptionist who, at that time of the afternoon, was helping you with your notes. Being on the dirty side of the industry, Gunwook had suggested you keep a file as a burn book, and one of the day's tasks had basically been to update the records to stay current.
Of course, you weren't stupid. The file contained a long list of many things the agencies wanted kept secret that only a few of you knew, so the most sensible thing was to give code names to each of the idols involved in each case. Western names, mostly. And the password for that file was saved in a notebook in your personal safe.
You were just doing that last thing. But as you were entering the safe combination to store the notebook, your phone vibrated on your desk. Gunwook was the one calling.
It wasn't uncommon for him to call at that time of the afternoon, so you quickly assumed he'd either invite you over for drinks and karaoke, or invite you over to his house to show off his collection of fine liquors. So you took the call without fear.
"Hello?" you answered, holding the phone to your ear with your shoulder as you continued doing what you were doing.
"Hey man," Gunwook said. "Look, I hate to make this call, but it's best to give you a heads-up."
Well, and there went all your hope for a peaceful, normal call.
"You're going to get a call soon, from my namesake at HYBE. I'm sure you remember him from the airport."
"Uh… yeah, I remember him. Unfortunately," you said, closing the safe and signaling for your receptionist to leave.
"Well, what he's going to ask you to do tomorrow is probably the most messed up thing you've done so far."
"Gunwook, you're scaring me," You sat up straighter in your seat and leaned back.
"Tomorrow you'll have to go to the HYBE building, using the same underground parking garage as always so as not to attract attention. And listen to me carefully," his tone became more imperative, but also lower. "You can't, and you won't, talk to the girl you're picking up. She'll be wearing a mask, cap and sunglasses, so you won't know who she is."
Suddenly, a chill ran through you. The words stuck in your mouth, and already feeling anxious, you stood up to pace slowly around your office.
"Look, this shit sounds wrong, Gunwook. What the fuck am I getting myself into?"
"You're going to take her to a clinic, and before you get her out, you're going to make sure there's only the necessary personnel inside for her… operation."
"So much secrecy for a simple cosmetic surgery?" you asked. "I've already taken idols to appointments like that. What's the difference here?"
"This isn't plastic surgery we're talking about, kid," Gunwook said, his voice shaking throughout the sentence.
That alone was enough to make reality hit you like a speeding truck. The chills returned, and with them the unpleasant feeling of your stomach crumpling like a cardboard bag.
"You don't have to say anything else, Gun," you said. "The topic is difficult for me to broach, let alone for you with your religious beliefs."
"You have no idea," Gunwook sighed. "The decision wasn't mine, but my priest will definitely find out about this at my next confession."
There was a much-needed silence between you.
"I know this is heavy, kid," Gunwook began again, his voice calmer now. "But we need you to be a professional tomorrow. With something this delicate, you're going to be under scrutiny all day, and yes, they're going to be on your trail too. I also recommend you don't write this down in your notes; it'll be like it never happened."
Just as he finished speaking, you received a second call. An unknown number. It had to be him.
"It's happening, dude," you said. "I'll call you back later."
"Sure. Good luck, bro. And God bless."
With that, you hung up on Gunwook and answered the other one.
As you expected, the HYBE representative told you everything Gunwook had already told you you would do, but lacked the tact with which your friend spoke about it. He even mentioned that the root of the problem had been this girl and her stupid boyfriend not using protection. To the surprise of no one.
The son of a bitch sounded like a robot: not a hint of emotion as he talked about the matter. He didn't sound worried, or disturbed, or anything. He didn't care at all. It was fucking sickening to hear him talk, especially since he talked about the girl—whom you decided to call Rosemary—as if she were a damn animal.
All you could hope for was that one day karma would knock on that bastard's door and force him to testify.
The weight of what was going to happen tomorrow fell heavily and oppressively on your shoulders on the ride home. You were one of those who believed that women could do whatever they wanted with their bodies, and that the decision was solely theirs. But in this case, you felt like the decision was everyone's but hers.
For the love of God, poor girl.
Much to your chagrin, you had to swallow all your worries and go with the flow. You were in the middle of a war, and as low and mean as that seemed to you, there were battles better lost. So tomorrow you'd be a good soldier and do whatever was asked of you.
But fuck. Poor girl. All because she was an imperfect human, like you and everyone else. The only difference was that, in Rosemary's case, she'd chosen the wrong industry in which to make mistakes.
The next morning, you arrived punctually at the meeting point designated by the HYBE representative: the underground entrance to the main building, which was accessible only with prior authorization. You parked right in front of the exit, as instructed.
Anxiety was eating away at you from the inside. Over time, you'd trained your stomach to cope with the pressure of dealing with these kinds of situations. But this absolutely surpassed all extremes. There was nothing about it that felt right or normal.
The demons didn't keep you waiting long. A couple of minutes after your arrival, a security guard came out, escorting a girl who perfectly matched the description Gunwook had given you. Rosemary hurried to follow the path the security guard indicated, head down and arms crossed as she was ushered into the backseat of the sedan you had rented for the day.
When the girl settled into the seat, the guard closed the door and approached your window, which you had to roll down. He bent down and rested a forearm on the edge of the window.
"Look, kid, I don't think I need to remind you how crucial it is that everything goes smoothly today," his tone of voice was subtle and kind, but you could see in his eyes that he was trying to intimidate you. "You can't, and you won't screw this up. There will be zero tolerance."
He then took a folded piece of paper out of his front jacket pocket and handed it to you.
"That's the address you'll be going," he pointed as you opened the paper. "Don't even think about using the GPS. Just follow the street signs."
"Understood," you nodded. "There'll be no problem."
"Good. Get out of here."
The guard stepped back and signaled for you to get going.
According to the address they'd given you, and according to your calculations, it would take you around 15 minutes to get there. 15 minutes in which you'd have to deal with the awkward silence inside the car, because you couldn't talk to her, and you also couldn't play music because it would be too out of place.
It was going to be a fucking horrible ride.
There was a huge chasm between you and Rosemary. No connection at all. When you got a taxi, the driver would at least try to make conversation once in a while, or play the radio at a considerable volume to keep the atmosphere pleasant. But at that moment, all you were forced to hear was the sound of the engine running and the air conditioning. Nothing else. It was unbearable. And it must have been even worse for her.
The worst part wasn't that, but the uncomfortable feeling that you weren't transporting a sentient person. The mask, the cap, the sunglasses, and the fact that she remained silent the entire trip certainly didn't help either. Rosemary was being treated like a disposable object, and that was exactly the feeling all of this gave you. Fuck, you just wanted it to end soon.
Your calculations were correct, and you arrived at the clinic about 15 minutes later. It wasn't exactly a seedy place, but it wasn't the kind of clinic a famous person would go to for medical problems.
"Stay here for a moment, please," you said to Rosemary, breaking the silence after all that time. "I'll pick you up right away."
Rosemary didn't say anything, just nodded distractedly.
Getting out of the car, you went straight into the clinic and followed the protocol they'd given you to the letter. You'd been told the staff was already aware of everything, so your job was to make sure everyone remembered the importance of everything running smoothly that day. Part of the job also involved questioning the nurses specifically, to prevent any potential leaks. You weren't going to be in charge of the doctors; coercing them would be the job of your superiors.
After making sure the staff was trustworthy, you left the clinic and opened the car door for Rosemary to get out. Then you escorted her inside, looking in every possible direction for onlookers. But even four eyes in your back couldn't have saved you from the car that was parking behind yours at that very moment. Instantly, a man you didn't recognize got out.
Then you remembered what Gunwook had told you: 'They're going to be on your trail too.'
Fuck, they were good. More than once, you'd looked in the car's rearview mirror to see if anyone was following you, and not once had you seen that car. Terrifying.
You simply motioned for Rosemary to walk inside. You followed her.
The nurses quickly took care of her, directing you to sit and wait on some benches near the reception desk. Anxious for everything to go well and your heart pounding, you nodded and sat down for a wait that seemed like an eternity. You weren't one to overthink things, but hundreds of ways this could somehow go wrong ran through your mind.
Fortunately, the doctor came out of the operating room half an hour later to tell you that everything had gone perfectly, and that she would be discharged in about an hour. Only then did you allow yourself to relax.
"So…" the doctor folded his hands behind his back. "About the payment?"
"Uhm…" you frowned. You had assumed HYBE had already taken care of that.
The doctor and you turned your heads toward the clinic entrance when the man who'd parked behind you walked in, a duffle bag in his hand, presumably full of money.
"Every won is in here, doc," the man said, placing the duffle bag on the ground. "With a little something extra as a thank you for your professionalism."
"Thank you," the doctor bowed and took the bag without hesitation.
"Now you know the drill: I need every tool you used to dispose of them. Including what was already discarded."
"Sure," the doctor nodded.
He turned to signal one of the nurses, who shortly returned with everything packed in vacuum-sealed ziplock bags, which were then handed to the HYBE man.
"Excellent. Pleasure doing business," the HYBE man now turned to you. "You're almost there, kid. Keep going and don't do anything stupid. I have plans tonight, and I wouldn't want to cancel because I have to clean up your messes."
"Whatever you say, man," you replied, already mentally exhausted, perhaps in a less than friendly tone. "I know what I'm doing."
"You better."
The man then turned around and left the way he'd come in. A few seconds later, you heard his car start and speed off down the street.
An hour passed until Rosemary finally emerged from the operating room, flanked by two nurses who had been guiding her.
The sight of the poor girl broke your heart.
Rosemary walked with her head down, slightly hunched over, hugging herself, her steps somewhat unsteady. As she got closer, you could notice her hands were shaking. In another context, you would have assumed she had some kind of severe concussion, but on second thought, the apple didn't fall too far from the tree.
For the love of god, what the hell was wrong with the world? That was exactly what a girl whose decision about her body had been ignored, trampled on, and spat on looked like. You would have said she looked fragile, but no.
That girl was already broken.
"All set to go, ma’am?" you asked one of the nurses.
"Yes, sir," a nurse nodded. "Make sure she doesn't get too agitated."
"It'll be no problem, thank you very much," you motioned for Rosemary to walk ahead of you. "Good afternoon."
And so, in a matter of minutes, you were back at the HYBE building, a journey that was uneventful but had left you feeling unpleasantly sick.
When you parked in front of the same underground entrance, you heard a girl talking. You thought it was someone outside the car, but when you listened closely, you realized it was Rosemary talking. Some medication must have loosened her tongue.
"This is bullshit," Rosemary said to herself with a chuckle. "I didn't do anything the other girls didn't do. Nothing. I just had bad luck. It's fucking bullshit…"
Your orders were not to speak to the girl, and you did your best to hold your tongue.
"I probably would have made that decision myself," Rosemary continued. "But it all happened so fast I didn't even have time to think about it."
There was another long pause. The HYBE employee was taking his considerable time appearing.
"So much work… so much effort put into all of this," Rosemary's voice cracked, and even you could feel the lump in her throat. "It was my dream. Fuck… it was my dream…" she sobbed. "All wasted for 20 minutes under the covers. I'm an idiot."
Your stomach lurched. You looked out the window, biting your nails, your face dismayed. It was so painful to hear her blame herself, so heartbreaking, that you couldn't help but glance at her in the rearview mirror.
"Hey, you can still debut," you said. "You'll be able to handle all of this, I'm sure. Lean on your other trainees…"
Rosemary started laughing through her tears.
"I can tell you're new on this side of the pond," she mocked. "A little naive and too sweet. I appreciate your concern, but my fate is already sealed. The company agreed to settle my debt in exchange for signing an NDA, and then they'll fabricate a bullying scandal in my name to get me out of the group. Simple as that."
Then finally, the same HYBE employee from a few hours ago came out to pick up Rosemary.
"Wait a second here," he said as Rosemary got out of the car.
The man motioned for Rosemary to come inside the building with him. And that was the last time you saw her.
He returned a few minutes later, carrying a duffle bag similar to the one given to the doctor, but not much smaller. He placed it on the passenger seat.
"Good job today, kid," he said, and without further ado, he walked back inside.
When the man disappeared from your sight, you opened the bag a little to confirm what it was: money, and quite a bit of it. As always, it was going to be a pain to declare it to the tax authorities, but thanks to Gunwook, you had made some contacts that would make things easier.
However, money was the least of your problems at that moment.
Despite having already finished the job, the bad feeling wouldn't go away. Not even when on the way home you'd put on some music in the car to try to wash your brain of the memories of that day. It was useless; you were on autopilot, unable to feel good even knowing that none of it was your fault and that there was nothing you could have done to prevent it.
It was a call from Gunwook that brought you back to reality at a stoplight.
"Hi," you answered halfheartedly.
"Hey bro, how are you holding up?" Gunwook asked.
You sighed, staring blankly at the red light. A light drizzle had begun to fall at that time of the afternoon, even though it was almost October and the rainy season had already passed.
"How do you think?"
"Sure, it was a stupid question, sorry."
"Nah, you good."
"I don't feel much better than you, if that helps, but hey, did you eat already?"
"I plan on doing it when I get home. I don't feel like stopping to eat anywhere right now."
"You can come over tonight if you want," Gunwook said. "You know, we'll grill some steaks and have a drink, and my wife can make us a salad."
"Honestly, I think what I need is time at home. I…"
"That'll work!" Gunwook interrupted. "I can take the steaks and beer over there."
"Gun, I appreciate it, but no. I just want to unwind."
"Well… okay," Gunwook finally relented, hesitantly. "Anyway, I'm just a phone call away, buddy."
"I know, thanks. Have a nice afternoon."
You hung up and waited a few more seconds until the light turned green again.
Once you got home, you went straight to the couch and sat down, surrounded by a cold and profound silence, wondering how much longer you could endure all that fucking torment. After all, the person you were willing to do all this for in the first place didn't show even the slightest hint of caring. So what was the point?
Your sense of time vanished as you sat there, sunk in the middle of a moral dilemma that was starting to give you a headache. Your stomach growled, but you didn't have the strength to get up and cook anything. You didn't even change your position during the thirty minutes you were dissociating.
But a soft, unusual knock on your door awakened all your senses, completely certain that you were now a loose end that they, the demons, needed to burn. It was probably just your paranoia, but you had reason to believe such a thing. At that point, you saw them as capable of anything.
The heaviest object within reach was an acoustic guitar Chaery had given you a while back. You picked it up by the neck and walked toward the door as cautiously as possible. Two more knocks, and you were already preparing to smash the guitar over someone's head.
"Hey, we know you're there," you heard… Seulgi? say from the other side of the door. "Don't play hard to get."
Of all the voices you expected to hear that night, Seulgi's certainly wasn't one of them. After leaning the guitar against the wall next to the door, you opened it to find two beauties standing in the doorway.
"Hey tiger, long time no see, huh?" Wendy greeted, as Seulgi threw her arms around your neck and hugged you.
The thoughts of wanting to be alone in your bubble of misery and dismay disappeared when you saw Wendy smile and when you wrapped your arms around Seulgi's body.
But the fact that the two of them were there, at that time of day and after everything that had happened, seemed suspicious. Something didn't fit.
"Wait a minute," you pulled away from Seulgi, somewhat distracted by the fact that they were both wearing outfits that left their midriffs exposed. "How did you know my day was a total mess?"
Seulgi placed her hand on your chest and led you inside. Wendy, being the last to enter, closed the door behind her.
"We don't know all the details," Seulgi began as you hugged Wendy. "And maybe this isn't what you want to hear right now, but Gunwook called Jihye and told her he was worried about you."
Wendy went to sit on your couch when you gestured for her to sit. Seulgi walked beside you, following the same path.
"He told her that today you'd have to do something you'd never had to do before and that he knew it would affect you," Seulgi sat down next to Wendy, and you sat down next to her. "After talking to Gunwook, Jihye shared her concern with Irene, and as soon as Irene got some time alone she called us and asked us to come check on you."
Knowing that Jihye still cared about you made you feel like an idiot. How could you even dare doubt the most wonderful woman you'd ever met? It was even insulting to the memory you had of her. Never again.
But Irene?
Was she showing signs of being a real, sentient person? Or was this just another one of her tricks? It's not like you held a furious grudge against her, but anything she did was enough to make you doubt her. It wasn't your fault, though; she'd earned that reputation the hard way.
"What, are you surprised it was Irene who sent us here?" Seulgi asked, curious by your silence. "I told you she wasn't all evil."
"She also forbade us from telling Jihye we were coming to see you," Wendy added. "She didn't want you to think it was a way to curry favor with you. She really does care about you."
Irene legitimately worried about you? Wow, that sounded idyllic. It was something to behold.
"And I thought nothing could surprise me anymore," you said, slumped in your seat with your arms crossed. "But it seems you all have tricks up your sleeves."
Then you began to share your day with them, perhaps skipping details and not explaining yourself very well on some things, but in a way that helped you vent and process everything with a cool head and out of the fire. Wendy and Seulgi listened attentively to every word, careful not to interrupt you more than necessary. When you finished letting out everything you were feeling, Wendy kissed your cheek and stood up to go to the kitchen, rummage through your pantry, and start making dinner for the three of you.
Seulgi snuggled up against you, her head resting on your collarbone on the left side, wrapped in your arm.
"I'm so sorry you're having to go through all this, darling," Seulgi said after a while, wrapping an arm around your abdomen to hug you. "And believe me, I'm just as devastated as you are for that poor girl." She turned her head to look at you closely. "But beating ourselves up about it won't get us anywhere."
"You knew this wasn't going to be an easy road and that you were going to need some serious balls to get through it. I have faith in you and your desire to help all these people, and I love your nobility. But it won't happen overnight, sweetheart. Don't be so hard on yourself."
You remained silent, not quite sure what to say to such kind words. Seulgi understood, and being the care bear she was, she only hugged you tighter. You hugged her back and closed your eyes.
"Thank you, little bear," you sighed. "In case I haven't thanked you enough for everything."
"I don't need you to. You deserve everything for always being so sweet to us."
"Guys, dinner's ready!" Wendy said from the kitchen behind you. "Come on."
You and Seulgi stood up and went to sit at the dining table. Wendy had prepared chicken wraps with orange juice, something quick and delicious that she knew you'd love.
Wendy carried the plates to the table and sat across from you, Seulgi to your left. Then, you proceeded to eat while catching up. You hadn't seen Wendy in a while, so it was only natural that she did most of the talking throughout dinner.
The levity of the conversation managed to wash away all the bad feelings you had after the events of that day. It was strange, but lately, there were very frequent moments when you stopped to appreciate the wonderful friendships you'd made and all the good things that had happened to you thanks to the questionable career decisions you'd made so far. You were extremely lucky for that.
But at that moment, all your gratitude was directed toward those two women who were eating with you that night. Who knows where your thoughts would have gone if they hadn't shown up? The range of stupid decisions was wide, and every one of them ended with you either at a severe disadvantage or potentially in a black bag in the Han River.
Blessed were Jihye and Irene, after all.
"Hey, aren't you hungrier by any chance?" Wendy asked half an hour later, when you'd finished eating and talking.
"Hungrier?" you asked. "Why?"
"I don't know…" you heard Wendy take off her sneakers, and a moment later, you felt one of her feet on your inner right thigh. "I'm kind of hungry for more than just food."
Seulgi placed her hand on your other thigh, and you turned to face her. Where had her black jacket gone?
"I think me too, you know?" Seulgi said. Her fingers tightened on your thigh, and her hand moved up to grope your bulge. "I guess it's because I didn't have lunch today."
"You guys are big eaters then, aren't you?" you asked, as Wendy rubbed one of your thighs with her foot and Seulgi worked you up with her hand.
"Only on very specific days," Seulgi replied, and when you wrapped your left arm around her back to hold her waist, she kissed you.
Seulgi immediately unbuttoned your pants, unzipped your zipper, and pulled your hard cock out of your boxers, wrapping her fingers around it and slowly moving her wrist. Wendy added to the equation by lifting her foot slightly and rubbing the back of your shaft and your balls with her toes.
Since you found it impossible to stay still with Kang Seulgi by your side, you brought your right hand to her perfect tummy and caressed it with your fingertips before undoing her belt, unbuttoning her pants, and reaching in to rub her pussy over her panties.
Seulgi let out a soft moan against your lips and cupped the side of your face with her left hand, while the other moved off your cock to unzip her pants, pull down the top of her pink crop top and pull up the bottom so it was bunched up just below her breasts, which were currently covered by a black bra.
Wendy took advantage of Seulgi's release of your cock and leaned back in the chair to lift her other leg, take your shaft between her feet, and move them up and down.
Seconds later, Seulgi's panties became slightly wet from you rubbing circles on her clit. You then took your hand out of her pants, and before moving it to her breasts, you used your left hand to unclasp her bra, revealing those pretty mounds. Seulgi bit your lip and sighed when you pinched one of her nipples, returning her hand to your cock.
"Do you have any whipped cream?" you heard Wendy ask with a moan.
Frowning, you broke away from Seulgi's lips to turn to look at her; the question seemed odd to you. Wendy had already removed her black crop top and bra. Only her necklace remained, the cross perfectly positioned between her small, bare breasts.
Wendy just looked you in the eye and bit her lower lip. You didn't need any further explanation; you got it immediately.
"In the fridge," you replied. "I just bought it yesterday."
Wendy smirked, slid her legs off your lap, and stood up to go to the kitchen. Meanwhile, you and Seulgi stood up and walked over to the couch to kiss again. Seulgi grabbed the hem of your pants and boxers and pulled them both down. Returning the gesture, you took care of her pants and panties, and also took off your sweater so that both of you were naked.
Seulgi pushed you down onto the couch, then straddled you to cradle your face and deepen the kiss. Her pussy ground against your cock, and she ground her hips slowly to rub it between her wet folds. Your hands immediately went to grope her firm ass.
Seulgi pulled away from your lips and looked up. You both looked at Wendy, who was holding the tub of whipped cream. Seulgi smiled and straightened her back, sticking out her chest so Wendy could cover her tits with whipped cream.
Wendy tapped you on the back of the neck with her middle finger.
"Come on, you know what to do," she urged.
Maybe your memory was failing at the moment, but you couldn't remember a single time you'd done that. Seulgi's tits looked stupidly hot, tho, and you loved whipped cream, reason enough to lean your head forward and start licking and sucking as slowly as you could.
Seulgi seemed to like it as much as you did, letting out small, muffled moans as she held the back of your neck, her fingers tugging at strands of your hair. Wendy joined you on the couch, sitting on your left side, completely naked except for her necklace. She knelt up and poured whipped cream on her small tits, so when you were finished with Seulgi, you could move on to hers.
Wendy moaned and wrapped her arms around your neck as you licked the whipped cream off her perky little nipples. Seulgi climbed off you and sat on your right side, grabbing the can of whipped cream and pouring just a little on the tip of your cock. Then, she bent down, licked it, and wrapped her lips around it to suck a few inches of your shaft.
"Hmm, I want to do that too," Wendy gasped. "Stand up."
You obeyed and stood in front of the couch. Seulgi and Wendy sat back on their heels, side by side, and both leaned toward your cock to lick and kiss it from different sides. It was Wendy who grabbed the can of whipped cream to pour it in a straight line from your base to your tip, and without a second's hesitation, she opened her mouth and took a sizable portion of your shaft inside until her lips closed and moved up. There was a bit of cream left near your base, but Seulgi was quick to lick it off.
Wendy sucked your cock with sensual pumps of her head, savoring the whipped cream she had collected as Seulgi poured more cream onto the few inches of your shaft that Wendy couldn't reach, using her tongue to lick it clean and suck on it.
When Wendy pulled out of her mouth, Seulgi took her place, sucking on almost the same number of inches of your cock as Wendy, who moved down to cup your balls, fill them with whipped cream, and bring them to her mouth. You moaned, one hand on both heads. You watched them have fun with your cock for a few minutes, letting them slurp and lick as much whipped cream as they wanted from it. Soon your cock was slick and saliva-soaked.
"Would you let me have a little fun too?" you asked, taking the can of whipped cream from Seulgi's hand.
"Oh sure, baby," Seulgi smiled, turning her back on you to lean forward and rest her hands on the back of the couch, her beautiful ass now at your mercy.
Wendy imitated her, and in a few seconds, both beauties were on all fours on your couch. The temptation to fuck them right away was there, but the desire to taste those asses and pussies was even bigger. So, you started by swirling whipped cream twice over each of Seulgi's buttocks, then bent your knees, grabbed her thighs, and licked the cream off, adding kisses and bites.
Moving to Wendy, you spanked her buttocks a couple of times and made her squeal, knowing she loved spanks. Then, on the red marks your hands had left, you poured cream the same way you did with Seulgi and repeated the process.
"Fuck, you must be in heaven, right?" Seulgi asked with a chuckle.
"You have no idea," you smiled, delighting in licking and kissing Wendy's cute, tight asshole. "And I haven't even eaten your pussies yet."
"Then what are you waiting for, hunk?" Wendy asked, looking over her shoulder at you. "Can't you see how wet you've got me?"
"What, needy already?" you asked back. "I can tell we haven't seen each other in months."
"Oh god, shut your mouth and… oh fuck yes," Wendy moaned when you grabbed her ass cheeks and brought your mouth to her pussy. "That's it, that's exactly it."
You gave Wendy a quick taste, licking and kissing between her folds. You also allowed yourself to move up a bit and pay attention to her butthole, making her moan louder since that was one of her sensitive spots.
"Hey, cutie," Seulgi called. "Over here."
Turning around, you found Seulgi spread-eagled, her head resting on the armrest at the end of the couch. Her pussy was covered in a line of whipped cream. Unable to resist, you moved away from Wendy and knelt on the floor in front of Seulgi, grabbing her thighs and wiping the cream off her pussy with a single upward lick.
Wendy lay between Seulgi and the back of the couch and hugged her, attacking her neck with kisses. Seulgi moaned, one hand in your hair as you savored the cream and ate her pussy, and the other cupping Wendy's face as she kissed her.
Seconds later, Wendy and Seulgi's lips met. The two women shared a passionate and sensual kiss, groping each other. Wendy rubbed Seulgi's clit, and Seulgi played with Wendy's small tits. The scene made your cock throb, especially seeing that pair of perfect tummies side by side.
Something occurred to you.
You left Seulgi's pussy and knelt in front of them, grabbing the can of whipped cream and pouring three lines on Seulgi's belly. You leaned down, grabbed her waist, and licked the sweet cream directly from her firm flesh. You did the same with Wendy, savoring the cream while you covered her toned abdomen with wet kisses and licks.
After indulging in that little treat, you went a little higher and, leaving the whipped cream aside, brought both pairs of tits to your mouth again. Seulgi reached down and grabbed your cock to rub it. Wendy, for her part, had you by the side of your neck while you were focused on her. A minute later, you rose up towards their faces, and the three of you merged into a dirty, saliva-filled triple kiss.
"Mmm, I'm assuming you're going to want to get fucked first, right?" you asked Wendy seconds later. "Seulgi can't protest; she already paid me a visit a few days ago."
Seulgi frowned.
"I don't know how that has to do with…"
"You're assuming right, sweetie," Wendy nodded, ignoring Seulgi. "You must be missing one of your favorite tight pussies, aren't you?"
"You can't imagine," you gave her a small kiss. "Wanna ride me?"
"No, right now I want you to pound my pussy like you've been saving that energy for all the days we haven't seen each other," Wendy replied, looking into your eyes with every word.
Wendy knelt up so you could wrap your arm around her small body and carry her to the opposite side of the couch, laying her on her back and spreading her legs. You spit on your cock to lubricate it, and without wasting much more time, you placed the tip inside Wendy's pussy and slowly pushed forward.
"Oh fuck fuck fuck," Wendy gasped, watching as you buried every inch inside her tight pussy until it bulged her abdomen. "Oh my god, wait," she writhed with a hand on your abdomen. "You're the biggest thing I've ever had inside me, and it's been too long."
Seulgi moved to the other end of the couch, which had a wider space, and got on her hands and knees, facing you, her face directly above Wendy's. She stroked her beautiful short brown hair and grabbed Wendy's face to force her to look at you.
"Ask him to fuck you really hard, go on," Seulgi said in a low, silky voice. "I know you're ready. You just like feeling him stretch you from the inside out."
Wendy looked you straight in the eyes as you held her left thigh against hers and left the other loose. Her face was flushed, making her pale skin look even prettier.
"Fuck me really, really hard, sweetie," Wendy moaned, caressing your abdomen with her fingertips. "My pussy needs it. I need it."
Fuck, you'd almost forgotten how submissive Wendy had always been.
"Don't beg anymore, gorgeous," you said with the same gentleness Seulgi had used, starting to slowly move your hips. "You know I always spoil you."
With that, you spent only a few seconds fucking her pussy slowly until you drastically increased your speed, making Wendy smother moans against Seulgi's lips. Her tiny waist was your initial point of grip, digging your fingers hard into her flesh as you shook her petite body with hard, fast thrusts.
Seulgi quickly grew aroused just watching you fuck Wendy and let out little moans as well. She leaned forward over Wendy's body, lowering her head to suck and lick her tits. Her ass looked really inviting from there, with that beautiful back arched above Wendy's face.
Wendy started moaning louder when Seulgi reached out a hand and began rubbing circles on her clit, in perfect sync with your strong pumping. Seulgi then looked at Wendy's abdomen, which bulged every time your cock went all the way into her pussy, and leaned forward a little further to kiss that constantly rising portion of flesh.
As the seconds passed, Wendy had her first orgasm, arching her back loudly and hugging Seulgi's body on top of her. You heard her muffle her moans against something, but it was Seulgi's face twisting that made you realize it was her pussy.
"Oh girl, you shouldn't have done that," Seulgi gasped, and turned around to straddle Wendy's face, pinning her arms with her knees. She leaned forward, arching her back again so you could see in detail how Wendy ate her pussy. "You keep at it, champ. She's loving every second of this."
You went from holding Wendy's waist to her thighs, pressing both of them against her torso as you gradually resumed your rhythm. Soon you were pounding her pussy again, so hard that it made her breathing ragged and her nails digging into Seulgi's ass.
Wendy had another orgasm not long after. Her whimpers, muffled against Seulgi's tender, wet flesh, were like music to your ears as you gently fucked her and she squirmed her hips. She instinctively moved one of her feet to your mouth, and of course you accepted it with kisses and sucks on her big toe.
"Don't you think it's my turn now, baby?" Seulgi asked, knowing her ass looked irresistible from that spot.
You pulled out of Wendy's pussy and crawled over her until you were kneeling above her chest, just behind Seulgi's ass. Wendy's first instinct was to capture your balls with her mouth, giving them light suction and licking. But then she grabbed your cock herself and guided it into Seulgi's pussy.
"Fuck, what a view," Wendy said, watching your cock force its way between Seulgi's walls from below. "I fucking love being bisexual."
Wendy continued licking your balls and the underside of your cock until you buried every inch inside Seulgi. Then her focus shifted to her unnie's pussy. Seulgi moaned, both from feeling your cock stretching her and from Wendy's licking. You were just as overwhelmed with pleasure as she was.
"Thank god she's such a good girl," Seulgi moaned, propped up on her elbows. She was looking forward as she ran her hand through her hair.
With Seulgi, you prolonged the slow pumps a little longer, just wanting to feel a little more of the wonders Wendy was doing beneath you. As the seconds passed, you couldn't help going faster, but that didn't stop Wendy from eating Seulgi's pussy like it was a divine command.
"Oh my god, yes!" Seulgi moaned as you pounded her pussy from behind, hands on her waist. "Please don't stop, don't stop!"
One of your hands moved from her waist to her hair, firmly grabbing a handful of it and speeding up as you were close to your climax. Seulgi came first, trembling on Wendy's face, and the way her pussy suffocated your cock and throbbed around it made you explode with moans as loud as Seulgi's.
"God!" you groaned, leaving only your tip inside Seulgi's pussy as you came, so that when you pulled out, your entire load spilled from Seulgi's folds into Wendy's mouth. "Yeah, that's a good girl."
Wendy took every drop that fell from Seulgi's pussy, savored it, and swallowed it without hesitation, then stuck out her tongue and cleaned the rest herself. As a reward, you took your cock and guided it into her mouth. She took it with a moan and sucked it until it was glistening.
"Don't even think I'm done with you," Seulgi told you between gasps, looking back into your eyes. "You know exactly what I want, and I know you want to give it to me."
"I've never refused it," you replied.
You got off Wendy and went to Seulgi, taking up the space on that side she wasn't occupying. As soon as you lay down and rested your head on the small of the couch, Seulgi straddled you. And without even letting your cock soften, she took you back into her pussy and began moving her hips on you.
It was a little painful at first, but nothing you weren't used to with her, especially since she hated breaks. Seulgi bent over you and kissed you while moving her hips on your cock. Your hands went to her waist and quickly went down to her ass as she began to bounce, almost twerking on your shaft.
"Does it feel good for you now, baby?" Seulgi asked in your ear, knowing it had been a bit painful for you. She made you smile at her ability to be so sweet despite the lewd moment.
"Yeah, I'm fine now," you nodded with a giggle, wrapping your arms around her back to hug her. "You're free to go wild."
Maybe you shouldn't have said that, as Seulgi took it quite seriously. She bounced faster and faster on your cock, showing off the excellent control she had over her hips. Then you heard a spank, one you hadn't given her. Glancing to your right, you saw Wendy kneeling beside you, playing with herself with one hand and holding Seulgi's lower back with the other.
"Pay no attention to me," Wendy said. She hadn't noticed that she still had a few drops of cum on her chin. "I'm just watching."
Despite being ‘just watching’, Wendy gave Seulgi another spank that made her squeal. But your amused smile turned into a grimace of pleasure when Seulgi planted her feet on the couch and began bouncing like an unstoppable force of nature on your cock, her hands on your chest and her eyes fixed on yours. Her body had picked up a light layer of sweat, giving it a soft sheen thanks to the living room lights.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!" Seulgi moaned, reaching up for you to suck on her fingers. You did so without hesitation, playing with her tits until she came again with a grunt.
Seulgi lowered her knees back onto the couch and ground herself against it, your cock buried deep inside her pussy. She throbbed deliciously inside, her silky, suffocating walls making you moan. Her body fell towards you, and with her tits pressed against your chest, she moved her hips up and down as she rode out her orgasm.
Your cock accidentally popped out of Seulgi's pussy, and Wendy was quick to grab it with one hand and suck it with desperate, sloppy slurps.
"Do you want more, you submissive little whore?" you asked, reaching out to grab her ass.
"You ask that like you don't know me," Wendy replied with kisses to your cock, then released it to stand in front of the couch. "Come on, come."
"I love that you guys think I have unlimited energy," you sighed, looking at Seulgi, still panting and with her hair disheveled. "Get off me, big ass."
Seulgi got off you and let you stand.
Wendy was pretty predictable when she wanted something, and that something was you grabbing her behind the knees and lifting her up into the air so she could wrap her legs around your torso. Once that was done, she grabbed your neck and kissed you, letting you grab your cock and guide it inside her.
That woman was small and petite, so it was effortless for you to hold her in the air. This made it easy to manipulate her at will, bouncing her hard and fast on your cock while you held her ass. Wendy squealed against your lips. Her hand was behind your head, tugging at your hair when her arms weren't wrapped around your neck.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Seulgi get off the couch and kneel in front of you, right behind Wendy's ass. Her intentions were clear to you, so you spread Wendy's legs from around your torso, held them in the air with a grip behind her knees, and began pounding her pussy while Seulgi ate her butthole.
Wendy filled the entire apartment with screams worthy of the main vocalist she was, visibly overwhelmed by both simultaneous inputs of pleasure. Her eyes glazed over as her head fell back and her nails dug into the back of your neck. She wasn't much of a talker during sex, and this time was no exception. All her enjoyment was expressed in the way her face twisted and her moans modulated according to how close she was to orgasm.
In that case, her orgasm was very close, and a couple of minutes later, she exploded in spasms and intense screams that rattled your eardrums. Seulgi, her work done, stood up and buried her face in Wendy's neck, peppering it with kisses. Then she looked up at you.
"Do you have lube here?" Seulgi asked, while Wendy still wasn't fully recovered from her orgasm, which was still making her thighs tremble.
"Let's go to the bedroom," you said.
Not wanting to put Wendy down because you knew she wouldn't be able to walk, you picked her up and carried her on your shoulder, your arm wrapped around her thighs.
Seulgi led the way to your bedroom, followed closely by you. Upon entering, the first thing she did was go straight to your nightstand in search of the lube while you placed Wendy on the bed. She quickly found it and crawled into your bed to lie on her side and quickly pour the clear liquid on her ass and part of her thighs.
"Fuck, you really need it, don't you?" you asked, watching as she spread the lube until her ass was shiny and slippery.
"I lost count of the last time you fucked my ass, so yeah," Seulgi looked down at Wendy, who was face down with one knee raised higher than the other. Her ass looked too cute, and Seulgi knew it. "Do you want me to do the same to her?"
"She wants you to, but right now she can't string two sentences together without fainting," you replied.
While Seulgi prepped Wendy's ass, you got into bed, positioned yourself in front of her, grabbed your cock, and pressed it against her butthole, slowly inching it in.
"Oh, fuck, wait," Seulgi moaned, still holding Wendy's ass. "I'm not done yet… mmmgh!"
"You said you needed it, and now I'm a busy man. I can't wait forever," you joked with a half-smile.
Your cock slid easily into Seulgi's perfect, amazing, wonderful ass, every inch surrounded by suffocatingly tight flesh. Seulgi did her best to focus on finishing work on Wendy's ass, and when she did, she tossed the bottle of lube away to grab onto your wrist.
"Fuck me hard then, busy man," Seulgi hissed. You were already moving slowly. "Make up for all these months of not treating me."
It was no secret to either of you, but Seulgi's ass always managed to make your head spin, and you couldn't really put your finger on why. It was simply the ass you loved being inside the most besides Aeri's, Chaery's, and Wendy's. Your moans and the way you clung to her waist proved it.
"That's it, that's it," Seulgi moaned, her body increasingly rocked by your thrusts. "Just like that, baby. Didn't you miss your favorite ass?"
Fuck, of course you did, but at that moment, you couldn't respond; you were focused on fucking her faster and harder. The bedroom soon began to reverberate with the sounds of your pelvis colliding with her sticky ass, coupled with Seulgi's moans. You pressed her thigh back and against her torso with both hands, trying to hit her at that angle you knew she'd love. You knew you'd succeeded when Seulgi brought a hand to her mouth and arched her back, squealing.
"Oh god, yesss!!" Seulgi screamed. "I knew you wouldn't forget. Fuck, fuck!!"
Seulgi slammed her hand on the bed when, a minute later, she came in that way you so vividly remembered from your first sessions with them. Like she was possessed, basically. Her face looked damn sexy while she did it, tho. And her ass was squeezing your cock like hell.
Wendy was already watching, eager for her turn, so with a swift movement, you pulled out of Seulgi's ass and straddled Wendy's thighs to guide your cock between her slick buttocks, find her butthole, and slowly enter it.
The big difference between Seulgi and Wendy was that the latter felt everything there, but multiplied by ten. That meant that for every inch of cock you buried inside her ass, the more she lost her mind, to the point where she couldn't even move from the immense pleasure she felt. Within a few seconds, you reached that point, with your cock disappeared between her firm buttocks.
"You love this, don't you, Seungwanie?" you asked Wendy, one hand on her lower back and the other on the back of her neck.
Wendy just nodded weakly, unable to do anything else. Even her face was in a state of partial paralysis; only her mouth moved occasionally to emit muffled sounds and gasps. Then you started fucking her as hard as you were fucking Seulgi a moment ago.
That ass was on par with Seulgi's: just as tight and just as warm. Every inch of your cock slid in and out of her, fast and hard, up and down. Wendy was happy to be pinned to the bed like that; her fingers, both her hands and her toes, wrinkled in approval. Her blank eyes also urged you to keep going.
Within seconds, Wendy had a silent orgasm, but physically you knew it was considerably the most intense, aggressive, and mind-melting of all. The way she writhed, pulling the sheets off the top corner of the bed, made every drop of sweat worth it. But you needed to cum urgently.
Seulgi got on her hands and knees for you, and you returned to her ass to pound it hard from behind, pulling her hair and delivering spank after spank. A while later, when you'd given Wendy enough time to recover, you returned to her and flipped her over onto her back to spread her legs and also fuck her ass like a madman.
You spent a considerable amount of time switching between both asses, and after making them both cum once more, you reached your climax while fucking Wendy.
"Oh fuck!!" You groaned, your fingers digging into Wendy's tiny waist until, with a sudden thrust, you exploded inside her. "Fuckkk!!"
It didn't surprise you that, as you emptied your balls inside her, Wendy came again, and this time she whimpered until tears streamed down her cheeks. You slumped forward and kissed her, filled with nothing but gratitude and affection. Wendy cupped your face with trembling hands and kissed you back, until, out of nowhere, she fainted. It was also normal for her, so you weren't alarmed.
You pulled yourself out of her, and your cum spilled from her butthole onto the white sheets.
"Do you want us to spend the night with you, sweetheart?" Seulgi asked from beside you, lying on her own arm.
"Yes, please," you nodded between heavy gasps.
"And you want me to comb your hair right now?"
"Fuck, yes please," you sighed.
"First let me help you clean Seungwanie and the sheets."
Seulgi stood up, and on shaky legs, went to the bathroom to grab some toilet paper and come back to clean up the cum-soaked mess you'd made. Then, she settled onto a pillow on the right side of the bed and held out her arms for you to curl up between them.
Mentally exhausted from all the day's shit and now physically exhausted from being drained by those two, you hugged Seulgi like a helpless koala and let her cuddle you until you fell asleep.
(Irene celebrates her birthday with her members but are interrupted. As the CEO of the company you want to give your assistant a present for her to remember.)
Since their debut a few months ago, Irene and her members have been in the practice room. With all of them being introverts, it became difficult for them to interact with other trainees in the building, and they usually hung out as a group. They would always stick by each other, with Irene as the mother in the group.
Most trainees would avoid them due to their serious nature but mainly because of Irene’s cold personality. It was hard for most to approach her or even be in the same room as her. Whenever she or her group members would enter a practice room or cafeteria, the others would slowly distance themselves or exit the room completely, except for one.
Yeri was one of the trainees that would often go up to Irene. She was in awe of Irene’s motherly presence and demeanor, the way she would treat her members. She would even treat her to snacks once in a while.
Irene felt a sense of motherliness whenever she would see Yeri. She enjoyed treating her snacks and often viewed her during her practice. The way she would light up the room with her laughter was something she enjoyed, and thought it would be nice to have in the group.
She decided to introduce her to the group and debut as a group, but when she brought up the topic, you would dismiss the idea or tell her that Yeri didn’t seem like a good fit due to the age difference. She tried to bring up the topic a few more times until you told her to debut with the members she currently has or forget the thought of debuting at all.
As she looks at feedback on her performance, she realizes that debuting without Yeri might have been a mistake; she should have tried harder. Even with her group’s debut she’s kept in contact with Yeri, often visiting her and treating her to delicious food and snacks.
“Unnie, good job on your performance.”
”Thanks.”
“You’re doing a great job.”
”Thanks.” She feels a knot in her stomach, knowing that she could have debuted together. “Sorry, Yeri.”
”Don’t worry, unnie. I know you tried your best. Don’t worry about me; I’m going to try my hardest to get good scores. Maybe I’ll debut soon, and we can be idols together.”
Irene could see Yeri trying to put a strong smile before her but knew she was heartbroken when she wasn’t allowed to debut.
——
Her expression remained in Irene’s mind over the next few days. She knew she had to do something to set this right.
While you were busy looking at the next upcoming projects, you heard a knock on the door. “Come in.”
Irene walks in with a stack of files and sets it on the table. You watch as she stands, looking at you intensely. “Anything to say?”
“Uh… yes.”
“What is it?”
“I’m thankful for allowing my group to debut, and I’m looking forward to our future comeback, but…”
You see the hesitation in Irene and respond, “But…”
“I… I wondered if adding one more person to the group was okay with you.”
You look at Irene and back to your work, “We talked about this remember.”
“Yes, but I think it would be beneficial for the group if we added one more.”
The two of you go back and forth on the matter until you break it off, “I’ll think about it.”
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Days have passed since the two of you talked, but you knew that adding another member was out of the question. Planning the upcoming survival show was your priority.
“Sir, are you done with the documents I sent you?”
“Yes, let the producers and JYP know about my suggestions.”
“Will do, sir.”
There’s a moment of silence until Ji-eun speaks up, “Are you going to do anything for Irene?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s her birthday, sir.”
There’s a slight lag in your reaction. Ji-eun’s tone of voice gives you an idea, which causes you to smirk. “Thank you. I forgot about it completely. I’ll make sure to give her something special.”
“No problem. I’m sure she’ll be happy with anything you give her.“
You head back home and get yourself ready to visit Irene. You head down the elevator and exit, making your way to the group’s apartment.
You press the doorbell, and wait a few seconds to see Wendy open the door.
“Hello, sir.”
“Wendy. Is Irene here?”
“She’s in the bathroom getting ready to go out. Are you looking for her?”
“Yeah… I want to congratulate her.”
Wendy smirks, reading the room. She gets her other members and says, “Seems like we forgot something. We’ll be back in a few.”
“Don’t let me hold you back. Here, find you need something,” you say as you take out your black card.
“Thanks.”
You close the door and look around the living room while waiting for Irene to exit the bathroom. Within a few minutes, you heard the sound of the door opening. She walks to the living room and says, “What do you three want to eat?”
“Happy Birthday.”
Her expression changes, her excited expression turning into a sight of displeasure as she sees you standing in front of the shelf with the pictures of the members. “What are you doing here?”
“I want to wish you a happy birthday,” giving her a soft smile.
Irene tried her best to return the smile, “Thank you. You didn’t need to take time off your busy schedule.”
“It's no problem. I also thought about our conversation earlier.”
“Really?”
“I think we can make it happen.”
“Omg. Thank you!” She immediately grabs her phone to call Yeri when you cut her off.
“It’s not official yet, so don’t get ahead of yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know…” you say as you give her a smirk.
Irene sees your smirk and realizes what you’re trying to say.
“Show me how serious you are.”
”Is… is there any other way?”
You walk up to her and grab her by the waist and place your other hand on her ass, “What do you think?”
She looks up at you, and you can see the hate in her eyes, but she quickly answers, “You better keep your promise.”
There’s no need for any words as you squeeze her ass, causing Irene to slightly flinch. You tilt her head and make out with her, but she tries to push you off, “Stop… you don’t have to get all romantic.”
“I was just trying to set the mood.”
“Let’s not lie to ourselves; I’m not doing this because I want to, so don’t think I’m going to act all lovey-dovey with you.”
“Okay, okay… I see.”
You pick up Irene and take her towards her room, tossing her onto the bed. “Ouch, you don’t have to be rough.”
“You said not to be romantic. You shouldn’t care how I treat you.”
There’s no response from Irene, and instead, she stares at the door, hoping to escape the situation.
Irene doesn’t react as you spread her legs open, pulling down her panties and tossing them to the side. You slap your cock against her thighs, causing her to come back to reality. “Fuck, it’s been a while since I saw your cunt. Spread that pussy for me.”
Irene gives you a look of disgust and replies with a hard “No” as she closes her legs together. Unsatisfied with her response, you spread them again, “I’m not going to be asking you again, do it or else…”
She reads the expression on your face and knows that you’re not playing around. She’s reluctant but does as she’s told, putting her index and ring fingers on her folds.
Irene slowly spreads her pussy lips, turning her head to the side, trying to avoid your reaction. “Beautiful. Such a nice color.” You get on your knees to take a closer look, “Spread them a bit more.” Again, she pulls her soft, tender flesh back, exposing her sacred region. “There, happy?”
“Yes...”
Irene doesn’t notice as you hover your mouth centimeters away from her pussy. Suddenly, she feels a hot sensation dragging against her folds. Irene yelps, turning her head back towards your direction, “What are you doing? Don’t lick me there!”
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited…”
Irene squirms at the sensation of your tongue dragging against her pussy lips. She tries to push your head back, but you press your head deeper, inserting your tongue inside of her cunt. She puts her hand against her mouth as you eat her out, trying her best not to moan.
You pull your head out, leaving her cunt completely wet, “Fuck, that was good. I think you're ready.” You grab your cock and slap it against Irene’s pelvis.
Irene watches the scene in front of her, your heavy cock teasing her. She then feels the tip of your cock pressing against her pussy, slowly spreading her pussy lips.
It’s happening; she’s about to lose her virginity she worked so hard to keep. She hates the idea of her virginity getting taken by you, a man who has no value for women. She knows of all your flings, the women you’ve conquered with your position.
Your cock slowly spread her pussy lips around, the tip of your cock disappearing into Irene’s virgin cunt. She whines as her folds are spread and wrapping itself wound your cock.
Suddenly, she feels pressure, a pain she’s never felt before. “Wai… wait… it hurts.” The pain sharpens, and she screams, “It hurts… take it out!”
You watch as Irene tries to push you away, struggling from the sharp pain, “Don’t worry, it’s just going to hurt a bit.”
”I don’t care; take it out now!” Irene digs her nails into your arms, screaming through the unbearable pain. You ignore her and shove your whole length inside, resulting in her cussing you out, “Ahh! You’re tearing me apart, you fucken pig!”
*Slap*
Irene becomes quiet. She doesn’t know what just happened to her. All she knows is that her left cheek stings. She puts her face on it and feels hot. She slowly turns and looks at you in fear. “Y… you hit me.”
”I tried to be nice to you, but all I get is hate. So either you behave like the little slut you are, or I’ll make sure to make everything you love disappear.”
Irene sees the seriousness in your eyes; she knows you mean it this time. ”So what’s it going to be?”
”I’ll behave.”
”That’s my girl.”
Irene flinches at the sight of you raising your hand, “Don’t worry, I won’t hit you unless you act up of course. You’re going to behave well, right?” Irene nods, “That’s my girl. Now kiss me.”
Her body trembles as she gives you a slight peck on your lips. You want to laugh at the complete 360 shift but admire her willingness to try.
The two of you make out, your tongues intertwining, salvia mixing. You whisper in her ear, “I’m going to keep going, okay? Cry if you want; try not to ruin the mood.”
Irene cries in silence as you thrust your cock. “You taste so good,” you say while you kiss her neck. She stares at the ceiling, convincing herself that what she is doing is worth it.
Every time she’s about to forget what’s going on, she feels you hit the back of her womb. The pain is a bit more manageable but still painful. She can feel the way you stretch her walls to its limits, how her flesh gets pulled back every time you pull your cock out. At some point, she thinks that with the amount of thrusting, you’ll turn her pussy inside out.
Out of nowhere, she hears a loud pop and sees you pull your cock out. You lay on her bed with your cock semi-hard. “I want you to ride me.”
She looks at your smug expression and wants to tell you off badly. She nods. It’s about to grab your cock when she feels a wet sensation running down her thighs as she looks down.
Her expression changes when she feels a mixture of pre cum and what seems to be blood from her losing her virginity. She looks at cock and sees it covered with that mixture. She continues to stare at it, thinking of her virginity being robbed by a man like you. “Come on, ride this cock.”
She climbs on your pelvis and puts her body against your member. Her lips hug your cock, and she slowly grinds herself on you.
“That’s not what I meant.”
Irene reluctantly nods and looks at your cock covered in both your fluids. She hovers on top of you and slowly puts it against her entrance. She looks at you, silently pledging you not to make her do this. You smile and say, “Just like that baby. Drop that pussy down.”
She lowers her body slowly, feeling your cock get harder the more it does inside. Tired of waiting, you grab her by the waist and bring her down.
“Fuck!”
Her walls clamp on your cock, adjusting itself to your massive length. “That’s it, baby, ride this cock.”
Irene closes her eyes as she slowly starts to move, causing her to feel her slimy flesh coating your cock in nectar. You place your hands on her ass and give it a nice squeeze.
“Ahh!”
You slap her ass, causing her to yelp, “You’re getting better at it. Keep on riding me like your life depends on it.” Irene nods and increases the pace; she grinds herself on you and gets used to the feeling.
You see Irene’s expression change as you hear her moan. Her eyes closed as she focused on your cock rubbing against her walls. “Ahh… ahh…” You grin; you know she was stubborn but assumed she would fall like the rest.
With your hands around her back, pull her into your chest, “Let me take over for a bit.” You instantly start to thrust rapidly, “Ahh, ahh… wait… what… are you… doing?” She tries to get away from you, but it’s useless, “I’m going to make you orgasm before I pump you with cum.”
“Wait… that wasn’t part of the de….”
You pull out and ram yourself back inside, thrusting your cock harder and rapidly. Irene's moans suddenly increase louder as she feels her organs getting rearranged. “Ahh, ahhh, wait… please. You’re going to make me pee myself…”
Irene’s body begins to spasm as her toes curl up, “It’s it, baby, cum for me. I want to see how wet you can get. The hot breathing on your neck turns you even more when you feel Irene’s womb twitch.
“Ahh! I can’t hold it!”
Irene squirts her hot liquid all over your cock, causing it to gush between the small gaps in your lower region. You watch as Irene’s eyes roll back from the overwhelming sensation. Her cunt goes through a phase where it clenches and releases its grip on your cock, “Feels good, doesn’t it.”
Irene tries to respond but lacks the ability to control her body and instead crashes onto you. You grin as she continues to tremble, her body extremely sensitive.
As Irene was just gaining control, you wrap your arms around her waist and whisper in her ear, “I’m going to breed you; make sure to take all my cum.”
Her eyes widened, realizing what you just said. She tries to push you off, but it’s no use. “Don’t, don’t cum inside, please… pull out…”
You increase the strength of your arms, almost crushing her as she feels the overwhelming heat pouring inside her. “Ahh!! Pull out! Please! I don’t want to get pregnant!”
“It’s okay, just relax and enjoy my hot cum. Think of it as an extra reward for letting me take your virginity.”
“No, I don’t want it, please…”
“Shh… relax. Remember what we talked about.”
Irene hesitates but nods, realizing her efforts are in vain; she closes her eyes to avoid your gaze. By doing so, her other senses heightened, her focus on the sensation of your cock pumping cum into her womb.
It’s overwhelming; she feels like she’s about to pass out. The amount of cum being pumped into their womb is making her feel like she’s already pregnant. Not used to the foreign sensation, her body overloads, and passes out from exhaustion, leaving her body defenseless.
“That was a nice birthday gift,” you say as you pull your cock out.
Irene slips off, turning on her back and exposing the large amount of cum oozing out her cunt. You walk towards your pants and pull out your phone, “Let’s get a picture together, Irene.”
With Irene in the background, you snapped a few selfies, “Look at the screen.” You look at the camera and laugh, knowing that with Irene passed out, there wasn’t a way for her to respond. You continue to take a few more pictures for “memories” before noticing your cock covered in cum.
“Let’s get this thing cleaned.” You look around and notice Irene’s mouth slightly open and get an idea. You walk towards her and slowly press your cock against her lips, slowly working your way inside.
“There it is, baby, take this cock like a slut you are.” Your cock gets harder as you thrust your cock against the top of her mouth. As time passes, Irene’s mouth cleans every bit of cum off your cock. You want to take this further when you get a message from Wendy, “Let’s do this again soon.”
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The next day, Irene wakes up nude, sore, and her head pounding, “What happened last night?”
“Unnie, breakfast is ready!”
”Coming! Give me a few minutes.”
She heads to the bathroom and notices white stains on her mouth and some on her lower region. That’s when she realizes what happened the night before, “I need to wash up.”
”Unnie, the food is going to get cold!”
“Be right there!”
She puts on a clean set of pajamas and heads to the kitchen when she hears, “Happy Birthday!”
She turns around and sees her members alongside Yeri, “Happy Birthday, Unnie!”
”Thank you.” She smiles and asks, “Who brought the cake?”
”I did. I wanted to visit last night, but the dorm manager said it was too late to leave, so I came today.”
“Thank you, Yeri. I appreciate it,” she says and hugs her.”
”Unnie, are you crying?”
”I’m just so happy.”
”Let's cut the cake; it looks yummy,” says Joy.
Wendy places a few candles and lights up the cake, “Make a wish.”
Irene closes her eyes and blows the candles, hoping she made the right choice.
(Welcoming someone new is always nice, so is having a bit of fun. )
“Just one more, you almost got it.”
“Argh, fuck… I can’t! I can’t…”
“Come on, you can do it.”
“Shut up, you’re why I’m in this place.”
Jessica squeezes your hand with all her might. “Argh, I’m so tired…”
The doctor enthusiastically says, “Just one more, almost there.”
Jessica gives one final push, “Argh!”
You feel like your hand is about to break off from the force when you hear a loud cry.
“There you go, “Congratulations to the both of you.”
Jessica finally lets go of your hand and asks, “Doctor, how is he?”
“A perfectly healthy baby boy.”
“Thank god.” Jessica’s relieved after going through so much, “Can I hold him?”
“Of course.”
You watch as the nurse approaches Jessica and gives her the newborn. She holds her baby with precaution and moves the thin blanket covering him. The baby is so tiny, its eyes struggling to open.
“My… my baby,” she says, caressing his face. Hearing his mother’s voice, the newborn slowly extends his hand, wrapping its fingers around her thumb.
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It’s been a few weeks since the baby was born. You’ve spent most of your time with Jessica and your child. At first, it was a bit nerve-wracking as you didn’t know how to hold or even change the baby.
Luckily, you picked things up quickly and enjoyed your time with them. You watched as the baby would cry whenever he was hungry and Jessica would immediately feed him. You could feel the sudden change, the motherly warmth she displayed.
“How is it that I’m jealous of my kid?”
Jessica looks at you and says, “This is for the baby.”
“Come on, let me have a taste,” you say as a tease.
”Stop… don’t say that in front of the baby,” she says in a playful tone.
“Then let me put him to sleep.”
Gently, you put the baby in the crib after a few minutes in your arms. It’s hard work but something that you hope to get used to.
As you turn your head, you see Jessica in a relaxed position, her blouse unbuttoned and her breasts completely exposed. She waves you down, “Come on, get mommy’s milk.”
You hip your lips and walk towards Jessica, laying your head on her lap. She slowly kneads her right breast, causing a slight cream fluid to appear from her nipple. She teases you and says, “Come get your drink.”
“Are you for real?”
“You said you wanted some, so here, have a taste.”
There’s no need for second thoughts as you trace your tongue across her nipple. Jessica feels goosebumps from the sudden sensation but doesn’t stop you as she watches you take her breast into your mouth.
“There, there… does it feel good drinking mommy’s milk?”
You nod, increasing the pressure of your suckling. She caresses your head and slowly gets turned on by the position you two are in.
“Let’s have some fun while we’re at it,” she says, looking at your shorts.
She slowly moves her hand, unzipping your shorts, not wanting you to get distracted. She fishes out your limp cock and wraps her cold hands around your member. It startles you, the cold sensation, but you don’t lose your attention on her breast.
Jessica gets a firm grip and slowly pumps your cock, peeling your foreskin until your mushroom head is in full view.
Hungrily, Jessica says, “I missed this cock so much.” You slightly open your eyes and see Jessica licking her lip. “It’s so nice and thick.” You feel her grip get stronger as she pumps you, “I know you’re fucking other women while, in a way, you're a fucken man whore.”
All you do is listen as you continue to suckle on her breast. Her strokes intensify, using your percum as lube. You grunt, “fuck… keep going.”
As she increases her stroking pace, you hear the door suddenly open, “Unnie, I brought you something to eat…” Krystal’s eyes widen at the scene before her, “Umm… sorry…”
“Don’t, it’s fine, come in.”
Krystal walks into the room and tries to avoid eye contact, but the sound of your meat being stoked prevents it. She stands a few feet away, but Jessica calls out for her, “Come, remember this cock?”
Krystal shyly walks towards the both of you and just watches as her older sister strokes your cock. Her eyes focus on the large amount of pre cum leaking from your cock.
With Krystal just above you, Jessica grins and increases the intensity of her strokes. “Remember his cock inside of you? How his cum filled you inside.” Jessica watches as her sister’s breathing becomes heavy, the memory of her being taken by you. Krystal feels herself getting wet just thinking about it.
Suddenly, she feels a hot sensation on her face, which snaps her back to reality. She touches her cheek and looks at her finger, a semi-transparent liquid. “What the hell… did he cum on me?”
Jessica looks at Krystal and says, “Sorry, he couldn’t hold it any longer. Look, he’s still leaking.” Krystal remains silent, watching as the tip of your cock slowly releases a stream of cum.
“Be a good younger sister and clean him off, please.”
“What? Wh…why should I?”
“Please…. You know I would, but, you know…” and looks at you, still sucking on her breast.
“Fuck, fine… where’s the tissues…”
Jessica tries to hold her grin, “Oh, I didn’t mean to use tissues; that’s a waste. How about you use your mouth.”
“What? Why?”
“Don’t you know how precious his cum is?”
“But…”
“Do it…”
Krystal realizes how serious her sister is about this. She nods and slowly sits on the opposite side of Jessica. She gulps as she sees your cock covered in cum. Her body trembles as she puts her tongue on your slimy cum covered cock.
“Come on, Krystal, lick it off like a good girl.”
She whines, but deep down, she feels a sense of adrenaline from being treated so poorly. Slowly, she licks the base of your crotch, working her way from the bottom.
Eventually, after much licking, she gets to the tip of your cock. “Go on, have a taste from the source.”
Krystal grabs your cock and slowly presses it between her lips. Her mouth stretches as she takes most of your cock. She slowly bobs her head, remembering the previous time she had with you.
On the other side, you feel Krystal’s hot mouth on your cock and give a slight view. Jessica turns your cheek and kisses you, distracting you from what’s below. She suddenly whispers in your ear, “Go on, baby, have a little fun. She’s told me she can’t forget that one night.”
Your expression changes, and grabs Krystal’s head, “Your sister said you like my cock.” Krystal lifts her head and notices your smirk, causing her heart to suddenly beat faster.
“Come on, this cock isn’t going to suck itself.”
“Uh..uh…”
”Uh.. what? Go on.”
Krystal's body trembles, and nervously nods her head. She goes back to pleasuring your cock. She feels your gaze, knowing that you’re watching her as she goes down on you.
“Fuck… try taking more of it…”
She tries taking more of your member into her mouth, but it’s too much. Her mouth is already at her limit; she feels like her mouth would break. Krystal looks up and sees your face, “Go on…”
You get frustrated as Krystal takes her time and decides to give her a helping hand. Without her noticing, you put your hands around the back of her head and push her down. Krystal eyes widen by your sudden action. She feels her mouth stretch to its limit and tries to pull away but can't. It might just be a slight amount of pressure, but it’s too much for her small frame.
Krystal feels like her jaw is about to break, and a slight panic kicks in. She looks up at you and notices your face of satisfaction. She’d seen that face before with her boyfriend whenever she would go down on him and get upset when he would be forceful. With you, it was another story; she knew that you could be sweet based on your interaction with her sister but knows that getting you upset wasn’t something she would want to do.
She takes a deep breath and lets herself be used by your cock. You bob her head on your cock, feeling every part of her mouth and throat. You feel no resistance coming from Krystal and continue to enjoy yourself.
“Your mouth feels so good. You two are really sisters, haha.”
You press her head deeper, reaching her throat even more. The deeper you push, the more of a reaction you get from her. “I can’t stand it anymore, I’m going to fuck your face.”
Krystal’s facial expression changes as she feels a tighter grip around her head. She begins to gag as you thrust your cock back and forth. “Fuck, yes. That’s it.”
“Gawk, gawk, gawk…”
All you hear is the sound of your cock hitting Krystal’s throat, becoming a real-life fleshlight. Little by little, the lack of air causes her to panic; she puts her hands on your thighs and tries to push you off.
Instead, you hold her tighter than before, wanting to see her struggle with the remaining air she has. Krystal pushes you once more; she gives you a few smacks on the leg, signaling that she’s about to pass out.
She looks at you, and you can see the look on her face; she is begging you to help her. Words like, “Please, stop, I can’t breathe” go through her brain, but she can’t say out loud.
With her head on your hands, you feel Krystal tremble, her eyes twitching and starting to roll back. Suddenly, your balls explode and pour into Krystal's throat. You hold her with all your might as you pump her stomach full of your thick milk.
Krystal’s eyes finally roll back completely as her last remaining air runs out. “That was good,” you say as you pull out your flaccid cock out of her mouth.
Krystal slips off and hits the floor, your cum oozing out of her. You watch as there is no reaction from her. You kneel and grab her face, giving it a gentle slap.
*Cough, cough*
Krystal coughs heavily as her body takes in as much air as possible. “Look at the camera, little sis.”
Jessica snaps a series of pictures of her sister and says, “This is what you get for getting on my bad side.”
———
You’re returning to Korea after spending a few weeks with Jessica and your child. Currently, you’re in a conference call with Jieun to discuss the final details about the survival show that you and JYP plan on doing soon.
“Everything is going well with the preparations. You should have the most up-to-date information on the survival show.”
“Thanks for your hard work while I was gone.”
”It’s no problem, sir. I’m more than happy to step in when needed.”
There is a brief silence, “Something on your mind, Jieun?”
”Yes, sir. I have some news.”
”Go on.”
”I’m sending you a file through your secure phone.”
*Ding*
You grab your phone, see it’s a jpeg attachment, and download it. The screen changes, and you see Jisoo, Jennie, Rosé, and Lisa standing in a line, holding something in their hand. Your expression changes, “Is it what I think it is?”
”Yes, sir. Congratulations on breeding all four members.”
You can’t help but have a large smile and ask, “What was their reaction?”
”Jisoo and Jennie took it quite well. Lisa was a bit confused at the beginning but accepted the fact. Rosé, on the other hand, was bawling at the news and locked herself out for a whole day, but after a firm talk, I made her understand her position in the company.”
”Good…”
“I’m glad you’re pleased, sir.”
”Relay a message to them.”
”Of course.”
”Tell them that I expected a lovely welcome when I arrive.”
tags: brat shuhua, threesome, thighjob, titjob, rough stuff, breeding
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Miraculously you had managed to go buy the pill for Miyeon before the 12 hours had passed, but you almost forgot about it in all the chaos that was the rest of the party.
When you went up to the room, people were already a bit crazy, nothing out of the ordinary for a party for people your age and above all, nothing that couldn't be controlled. Now, when you went down again, things had already gotten completely out of hand. Yuqi was making a complete fool of herself, rolling around the living room floor laughing with Xiaoting, who no longer seemed as shy as a few hours ago; both drunk, like 80% of the people in the house at that time. Minnie had fallen asleep on a damn dining room chair, you didn't really know how. Soyeon was taking care of the Lightsum girls, two of whom were dancing on top of sofas and the other was making out with a boy you didn't know by face.
Yeh Shuhua, on the other hand, had disappeared without saying anything to anyone. The gossip was that she had left in the car of that guy you had seen her with earlier—who you later found out was called Ezio—and two other girls. Soyeon had told you that she got tired of blowing up her phone with calls, and that even so, Shuhua didn't deign to answer. In fact, at the last attempts her phone appeared to be turned off, on purpose, probably. Your girlfriend had a small anxiety attack about it, until around noon she received a text from her letting her know that everything was fine and where she was exactly so she wouldn't be alarmed. Of course, Soyeon gave her a huge scolding, both for leaving without warning and for not answering the calls, but Shuhua cared little or nothing, so the matter was quickly forgotten.
Back to your life, after that day your relationship with Soyeon and the girls went to a level you couldn't have imagined in your wildest dreams. They had become fuck buddies with you, Miyeon now being the newest addition to that little deal you had going on between you all. Soyeon had absolute priority as your girlfriend, but you and the girls could fuck with or without her. However, the potential rebel was the only one who was still not part of the circle, and you knew that burned her to the bone.
There was no particular reason, it was just that your schedules didn't match up, but the fact that she was being left out along with the constant chatter from the others about their experiences had her on the verge of insanity. To top it off, she had caught you, Minnie, and Yuqi in the act without you realizing it, ending up unleashing her anger.
Just a couple of days later, the first date of the girls' new tour arrived, the day that marked exactly three days since Shuhua had decided to give you the cold shoulder and one week after the party. You were with the girls from early on, mainly acting as moral support during all the sound tests and other preparations prior to the concert. Fortunately, everything went wonderfully that night. Neat choreography, impeccable outfits, incredible sound, immaculate vocals, and above all, a rudely sexy and dangerous Shuhua with her Britney Spears cover.
You knew it couldn't be on purpose since it had been something that had been planned for months, but you couldn't help but think that every move, every facial expression and every look had been meticulously chosen to make you drool. A lot of it had to do with the outfit: a small, shiny backless top, black leather shorts and boots that went up to her thighs. One of the hottest outfits she's ever worn, hands down, and it did a great job of making you need her very, very badly. You wanted to talk to her after the concert though, but the silent treatment was still on you.
So there you were, you, the girls, and the staff at the rooftop bar you'd rented for all of you at a hotel. You and Soyeon were sitting on stools near the railing, facing each other, while drinking mojitos and eating snacks. The others were scattered around the bar: Minnie and Miyeon were inside drinking shots, Yuqi was chatting with a friend who had come to see her from China, and Shuhua was talking to the two stylists.
"Hey, why isn't the brat talking to you?" Soyeon asked you. She was wearing a different outfit than the last one she wore during the concert, but her hair was still down. "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do anything," you replied, munching on a sour cream chip. "The question is more about what I didn't do to her."
"Oh," Soyeon laughed, looking out over the railing at the Seoul skyline. "It's about that, isn't it?"
You nodded, taking a sip of the mojito.
"She caught me, Yuqi, and Minnie," you said. "Ever since she told me the next day, she won't talk to me."
"Well, it's her fault for disappearing that night," Soyeon shrugged. "She'll get over it."
"You're sure? Because I feel like she hates me."
"If she hated you, you'd be a dead man by now. She's just throwing one of her tantrums."
You turned to look at Shuhua in the distance.
"I don't even understand why she's throwing tantrums, it's not like I don't want to... you know."
"I know, and she looks extra hot tonight," Soyeon turned to look at her as well. "Maybe something could happen."
"Not if I can't even share two measly words with her."
Soyeon looked at you and placed her hand on yours.
"You just leave it all to my mastermind, sweetheart," she winked.
Just then you received a text on your phone. It was one of your coworkers asking you how your part of the project you were working on was going. The deadline wasn't too far away, so you had to hurry.
You clicked your tongue and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Soyeon asked.
"I have to get back to the room," you said, putting your phone away. "Work pending."
"Do you want me to go with you?" she asked as you stood up.
"No baby," you shook your head, and walked over to her to place your hands on her thighs and give her a peck on the lips. "You stay here and have fun with the girls. You deserve it."
"Okay," Soyeon nodded in a small voice. "I won't be long, anyway; I don't want to stay up so late."
"I'll be waiting for you then," you pulled away. "Just make sure to bring me one of those ravioli if there are any left, they're fucking delicious."
"Pray Yuqi leaves some,” she chuckled. “She's been eating for half an hour."
"Let her worry about not falling on her ass again and not making a fool of herself," you laughed, already walking away from Soyeon to leave the bar.
You went straight to your and Soyeon's room, and upon arriving you went to the desk to get your laptop out of your backpack and get to work. An hour and a few minutes passed when you heard three loud knocks on your door. You frowned, looking away from the laptop screen. It couldn't be Soyeon since she could just open it and walk in; it had to be one of the girls.
"Who is it?" you said out loud. No response from the other end. "Song Yuqi, I swear to god, if this is another one of your pranks I'll kill you."
You stood up and strode towards the door. When you opened it your soul left your body, as if you had met the devil himself.
"When were you planning to take the initiative, you damn dog?" Yeh Shuhua asked with a hand resting on the door frame. She was wearing the exact same outfit she wore for the concert cover. "I bet if I was Miyeon unnie you would have already rushed me here to fuck me."
Before you could come to your own defense, Shuhua pushed you inside and walked into the room with you, making you back up until you bumped into the bottom edge of the bed and sat down. She closed the door, and stared at you as she took off her top, giving you the privilege of seeing for the first time one of the prettiest pairs of milky tits you had ever seen, which came with a very pleasant and hot surprise.
Her nipples were pierced. What the fuck. How didn’t you notice after?
"I would let you fuck me in this outfit, but you don't deserve it," she said as she now took off her boots.
"May I know why the fuck you talk like I'm the one to blame?" You asked, unable to take your eyes off her tits and those shiny silver nipple piercings. "What do you want, for me to magically make our schedules match up?"
"Well yes!" Shuhua snapped. She had already taken off her boots, and was now working on her belt and leather shorts. "It's the least I deserve."
Shuhua took off her shorts and was left in just black knee-high socks and lace panties of the same color. She took slow steps towards you, hands on her waist and a small, haughty smile on her face knowing you were still in shock from her pierced nipples. Arriving in front of you she straddled your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck before kissing you.
With Shuhua's sweet lips on yours you placed your hands on her and ran them all over her delicious, soft body, with special emphasis on her back and ass. She ground her hips against your bulge, making it hard in seconds and rubbing it against her slit.
"I hate you for leaving me last," Shuhua murmured mid-kiss, gripping your hair tightly as you groped her ass beneath her panties. "It was as easy as telling me you wanted to fuck and I would have made time for you."
"I'm not arguing with you about it, you brat whore," you replied, squeezing her ass cheeks before giving her a smack. Shuhua moaned and sank her teeth into your bottom lip to tug at it, then stood on the floor between your legs and pointed at your hard bulge.
"Come on, show me the piece of meat the other whores have been tasting all this time," Shuhua demanded with her hands on her waist, not expecting no for an answer.
You complied and pulled your cargo pants and boxers down your legs. Shuhua's eyes lit up like two bonfires as your hard, throbbing cock was at her mercy, and she bit the tip of her tongue as she knelt down. Her hands then went to your thighs, to gently rub them with her fingertips.
"Wah, such a nice fucking cock," Shuhua gasped and then looked into your eyes. "Being the last one to have it is a fucking insult to me, and for that you deserve to be punished."
You took a deep breath and exhaled with a sigh.
"Shuhua, don't be a fucking brat and suck it," you said.
"I will," she grabbed your balls, squeezed them gently, and gave the base of your shaft a quick lick. "But that's not what the punishment is about."
"Then what the fuck are you talking about?"
"Simple enough," Shuhua pressed kisses to the back of your cock, with additional little suckers. "This cock isn't going to touch my pussy until you cum at least once."
"And why do you think that's a punishment for me?"
"Because I know how desperate you are to fuck me mercilessly after watching my performance," she giggled, finally taking your cock to lick up to the tip and swirl her tongue around it. "I see it in your eyes: you want to put me against the wall and pound my pussy until I cry, and you want to do it right now, but it won't happen."
"You fucking..." you gritted your teeth and closed your eyes as she took you into her mouth. "Oh god," your head fell back.
Shuhua sucked on the first few inches of your shaft slowly, one hand on your thigh and the other around your base. She slowly took more, until she was sensually pumping her head over the middle of your cock. You let out small moans, the sheets crumpled between your fingers. As you straightened your head your gazes met, and you noticed that her eyes now exuded such lust that it made you breathe heavily.
In the middle of the blowjob Shuhua looked away from you, and reached down with her hand to take the phone out of the pocket of your sweatpants to give it to you.
"Unlock it," she said, and continued to move her pretty lips up and down your cock.
You hesitated, but grabbed the phone and unlocked it for her. Shuhua snatched it from your hand, went into the camera app and as she sucked you off she started taking selfies. A huff escaped you, already knowing why and who these photos were for. The only thing left for you was the hope that you would have the same luck you had with Miyeon and that your girlfriend wouldn't cut your head off.
"Was that really necessary?" you gasped. Now Shuhua was pumping her head faster and leaving more saliva on your shaft.
"Pretty much," she said, and pulled you out of her mouth to straighten her back and show you her beautiful pair of pierced tits. "Otherwise how will we make her come, silly?"
"It's her room too," you replied, watching as she moved her tits closer to your cock. "Sooner or later she would come."
Shuhua's tits weren't especially huge, their appeal lay more in how pretty, round and soft they were, so you didn't think they were great for a titjob. But despite that, she didn't care and squeezed that pair of creamy mounds on either side of your shaft, helping herself with her fingers to keep your cock between them and start moving up and down.
"Oh my god you can't be for real," you gasped.
Shuhua's lips curved into a slight cocky smile, and then she looked down to spit on your cock and between her breasts. Again, Shuhua's tits didn't quite manage to cover your shaft, but you still knew it was the best titjob you'd ever received. Besides, those damn pierced nipples kept melting your head; you couldn't stop staring at them, and you were dying to taste them.
"Ah, it feels good doesn't it?" Shuhua said with a giggle, bobbing her chest faster. "It could have happened before, if you weren't such a fucking moron."
"Yeh Shuhua, I swear to god," you gasped, and reached out a hand to grab a handful of her hair behind her head tightly. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't feel your pussy tomorrow."
"Then hurry up and cum!" Shuhua raised her voice, fucking your slick cock between her tits. "You're not the only one desperate for you to fuck me!"
Impatient, Shuhua released you from between her tits and took you back into her mouth. Her lips remained wrapped around your tip, and she used her hand to quickly stroke your cock while repeatedly licking your urethra. Your eyes rolled back, and your toes curled as you felt yourself suddenly close to climax. Seeing you in that state Shuhua stopped using her hand, and with just her mouth and quick head pumps brought you to your orgasm.
When she felt the first spurt inside her mouth Shuhua quickly pulled out and jerked you off by aiming herself at her face and tits, making all of your load land in thick spurts there.
And just then the bedroom door opened.
Soyeon rushed in and slammed the door behind her, looking at Shuhua in obvious annoyance. Shuhua just bit her bottom lip and turned to look at her, showing her tits.
"Weren't you supposed to not talk to him, slut?" Soyeon asked as she took off her jeans and top.
"And I didn't," Shuhua replied, watching as Soyeon stripped down to her panties. "But I got tired of his damn incompetence and took the initiative myself."
"That just sounds like you were too horny today and decided to put pride aside," Soyeon chuckled, climbing into bed with you. She knelt down beside you and leaned close to your ear. "I know how much you want to destroy that slutty pussy, so I'll let you have some fun with it for a little while," she whispered.
Your girlfriend then bent over your cock, cupped it in her fingers, and brought it to her mouth to clean up the last of the cum on it.
"Unnie, your boyfriend has a delicious cock," Shuhua said, in a smug tone that made you shake your head. Soyeon was pumping her head gradually faster on your shaft to get you hard again, and you were groping her ass. "You should have seen him curl his toes when I was jerking him off with my tits, he almost melted!"
"Shuhua, just shut up for the love of god," you gasped, as your girlfriend slurped quick pumps on your already hard cock.
"Make me, you dummy!" she challenged you, staring you in the eyes.
Knowing you were more than happy to take on that challenge, Soyeon pulled you out of her mouth and moved back onto her knees. You jumped to your feet, and stood behind Shuhua to grab her under the armpits and force her to her feet, then gave her a push so she fell face down onto the bed, making her ass and thighs jiggle. Like a hungry predator you climbed onto the bed and straddled her, knees on either side of her hips to push her panties aside, grabbing your cock and pressing it against her wet pussy.
“Oh god!” Shuhua moaned, your cock making its way slowly and smoothly inside her. You moaned too at how warm she felt inside. “Finally you do something, you slow fucker!”
“Oh trust me, I’m anything but a slow fucker,” you panted, resting your entire length inside her silky, warm pussy. You moved your knees back a little, so you could lean forward and rest your fists on the mattress on either side of her torso before you began moving at a hard, slow pace from the start.
“And what do you call that, idiot?” Shuhua asked between small moans, looking up at you as you took every inch in and out of her. “You’re going slow as a fucking caterpillar, fuck me hard!”
You chuckled, and brought a hand to the back of her neck to press her down and hold her still.
“I was just letting you get used to the size, but I see you deserve no consideration, slut,” you tightened your fingers on the back of her neck, now increasing the speed a couple of gears and railing her against the mattress, which dipped with each thrust.
Shuhua dropped the attitude and happily whimpered at your cock. Soyeon laid down in front of her, propped up on one elbow. She had her phone in her hand.
“You wanted me to see you being a whore so bad, didn’t you?” Soyeon asked, grabbing Shuhua by the chin to give her a few lazy sloppy kisses. “Well, now everyone will.”
Your girlfriend then grabbed her phone and started taking pictures, some with the flash on. She also recorded a couple of short videos, and you knew she was sending everything to the group chat you and the girls had because you could hear the notifications on your phone.
“I-I don’t care,” Shuhua moaned. “Show those whores how he’s fucking me harder than him fucking them.”
In order to get her to shut up again you pushed her face into the mattress with your hand on her head, the other hand placed on her waist as you hammered her pussy up and down. Soyeon was lying on her side, watching intently as she fingered herself and let out small moans.
Shuhua groaned into the mattress, clutching at the increasingly wrinkled sheets. You got the feeling she was having too much fun getting her way, so you opted for a little punishment.
“Ugh what the fuck are you doing?!” Shuhua whined as you pulled out from inside her.
You grabbed her by the shoulders and made her kneel up with her legs together.
“Reminding you that you’re not the one in charge,” you said into her ear, wrapping your left arm around her belly to bring your cock between her soft, fleshy thighs.
"You're a fucking pervert," Shuhua hissed, squeezing her thighs on either side of your cock, which rubbed against her pussy on top. "A stupid, insufferable pervert."
"Whatever you say, whore," you said into her ear, and as you slowly pumped your hips back and forth, you played with her pretty pierced nipples.
That woman's thighs felt overwhelmingly good, even better than you imagined. Your slick cock slowly slid between them, making you feel between two soft, plush-filled pillows. Her nipples also felt amazing under your fingertips; you pinched them, rubbed them gently, and squeezed her tits. Shuhua just moaned, one hand reaching back to grab the back of your neck and the other on your left wrist.
"What's wrong, were you looking for a break because you're a precocious bastard and you were about to cum?" Shuhua asked in your ear, her head resting on your shoulder.
You snorted and gritted your teeth, feeling your patience slowly running out. If there was one thing you should give that girl credit for, it was her ability to get on everyone's nerves, and with that she had managed to make one of your internal circuits overheat until it exploded.
"Alright bitch, let's see if you're ready to not feel pussy tomorrow," you growled in her ear, and pushed her down onto her hands and knees to get back inside her.
Having Shuhua face to face again Soyeon kissed her, swirling their tongues together as she rubbed her clit. Shuhua brought a hand between Soyeon's legs to put two of her fingers inside and pump her wrist as fast as she could. You had your hands on her waist, fucking her hard and merciless again.
Shuhua's pale, creamy skin was begging for a little color, so you, a little carried away by the anger of the moment, let loose a non-stop spank on her buttocks that lit both cheeks red hot, making Shuhua scream in pleasure. And to top it off, as if that wasn't enough for you, you grabbed a handful of her brown hair and pulled on it, watching as you made her ass jiggle with your thrusts.
"Oh, you're not very talkative now huh?" Soyeon asked between moans, being fingered by Shuhua. "Come on bitch, dare to say something else!"
Shuhua really tried to do it, but you were pounding her so hard and fast that the words got stuck in her throat. As the seconds passed, she stopped trying for good, and buried her face in the sheets the moment she came.
"Ah yeah! That's why you couldn't talk, you slut," Soyeon smirked, pressing her tongue to the inside of her cheek. "I guess you can't say where you want him to cum either, can you?"
"INSIDE ME!" Shuhua screamed, still shaking. "Inside me or I'll beat the shit out of you both!"
So be it, then. Just what you wanted.
You pressed the side of Shuhua's face into the mattress, your other hand on her lower back. Shuhua, overstimulated at this point, whimpered like crazy until you exploded with a hard thrust and a grunt.
"Mmmh fuck!" you groaned, filling every inch of Shuhua's warm pussy with your load. You let go of her hair and dropped down on top of her, pressing your chest against her back and grabbing her neck as you pumped slowly. "You like that, slut?"
"Oh I love it," Shuhua nodded with a sigh, turning her face to kiss you. "But it's the least I fucking deserve for being the last one."
"Come on, are you going to cry about it?" you teased, and pulled your cock out of her. "I thought you were tougher than that, but I see you're just a whiny whore."
"Hey! And you're a son of a...!" Shuhua trailed off, as Soyeon had grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her back to spread her legs and eat her cum-filled pussy.
You leaned over to Shuhua and kissed her again, then pulled away a few seconds later and trailed kisses down her neck, collarbone, shoulders, and finally down to her tits. Her nipples were your immediate appetizer, first the left one and then the right. You sucked and licked them both, delighting in the mix of soft flesh and the cold metal of the piercings. When you felt ready to continue and had already spent a few long seconds sucking on her tits, you knelt up next to her face and grabbed your cock to put your balls in her mouth while you slowly jerked yourself off.
After having cleaned the cum from Shuhua's pussy, Soyeon didn't stop and continued eating and fingering her, on her hands and knees with a perfect back bend that made her ass look like a work of art. Shuhua sucked your balls without complaint, and when you were hard you took your cock inside her mouth for her to suck on for a little while.
Shuhua was amazing at sucking cock, but your girlfriend's ass looked too inviting for you at the moment, so you pulled out of Shuhua's mouth and went behind Soyeon to put your slobbering cock between her ass cheeks. Feeling it, she lightly shook her ass and moved back and forth to rub your shaft against it. You let her do that for a few seconds, until you got impatient and entered her.
"Mmmgh," Soyeon moaned, and looked over her shoulder at you as you took the full length of your cock inside her tight pussy. "Baby, make sure you send a picture of this to the girls."
Soyeon's phone was the closest, so you reached out an arm to pick it up, unlock it with your fingerprint, and snapped a couple of photos with your cock buried deep inside your girlfriend's pussy. After sending them, you tossed the phone aside and grabbed Soyeon by her small waist to start pounding her pussy.
Shuhua locked gazes with you, her thighs wrapped around Soyeon's head as she massaged her tits and pinched her nipples. The blush on her cheeks, easily noticeable due to how pale her skin was, was adorable as she moaned and tugged at Soyeon's hair. You weren't going to tell her for fear of dying, but she looked like a very cute cartoon tomato.
As the seconds passed, you went harder on Soyeon, clinging to her ass just the way she loved it and pounding hard. However, thanks to your girlfriend's skill with her tongue and fingers, the first to cum was Shuhua. She squealed and squeezed Soyeon's head between her thighs, but your girlfriend didn't stop, instead going faster.
"Unnie!! Stop!!" Shuhua squealed, arching her back in desperation. "Unnie!! Oh god, god!! FUCK!!!"
Shuhua exploded again, this time with the small surprise of covering Soyeon's entire face with a jet of squirt that forced her to turn her face away. You slowed down, and exchanged incredulous glances with your girlfriend, since neither of you expected—you should have—that she could squirt.
Soyeon moved away from between Shuhua's thighs and made her move to the side to look at you over her shoulder, signaling for you to continue. You first grabbed a handful of her long black hair, making it into a ponytail that served as a handle for the next couple of minutes in which you pounded your girlfriend's pussy until she came.
"Oh my fucking god yes baby!!" Soyeon moaned, gripping the sheets, fucking herself against your cock between spasms. You gave a couple of light spanks to her buttocks, and let go of her hair so she could move at ease.
As her orgasm wore off, Soyeon knelt up and turned around to kiss you, one arm around your neck and her hand moving slowly over your cock. Seconds later she pulled away to look at Shuhua.
"Come here, slut," your girlfriend told her. "We have a cock to suck."
Soyeon got on her hands and knees again, but this time with your cock in front of her face. Shuhua didn't hesitate to join in, in the same position as Soyeon, both of them propped up on their elbows and with their backs arched to make their asses stand out.
Soyeon was the first to take you into her mouth, cleaning your shaft of her own fluids with her gaze fixed on you. Shuhua could only stare at your cock, and gladly accepted it into her mouth when it was her turn. Soyeon then sucked on your balls, and licked the underside of your shaft while Shuhua gave you a messy, sloppy blowjob. The command wasn't implied, but you still grabbed Soyeon's phone again and took a picture and video to send to the group chat.
"Alright come ride me cutie," you told Soyeon with a caress to her chin, then looked at Shuhua. "And you're gonna sit on my face."
"I'll do whatever I want, moron," Shuhua replied, in a teasing tone that made you snort and give her a quick slap that put some of her hair in her face. That only made her moan, "Oh yeah do that again, and then I might do what you say," you did so, another slap on the same cheek that made her bite her lip and smile. "Alright, lay down."
"What it takes to make you do a damn basic thing," Soyeon chuckled, as you laid on your back.
Soyeon straddled you and quickly impaled herself back on your cock. Shuhua also climbed on top of you, but instead of your cock, her seat was your whole face.
Needless to say, but even at that moment you didn't feel worthy of having such a piece of ass pressed against your face, and you didn't think you ever would, because to be honest it felt like something only the most worthy could even hope for. Not even her sweet tasting pussy and silky folds, which you licked and kissed, resembled something mere mortals could have. It was just fucking perfection.
And without going any further, your girlfriend's pussy was off the charts, suffocatingly tight and delicious as always. She moved up and down with her hands on your chest, making out with Shuhua while you feasted on her pussy and played with her ass cheeks. Soyeon gradually went faster, and Shuhua moved her hips back to grind against your mouth and nose. Both of them muffled moans against each other's lips, but the loudest was Shuhua; she came not long after.
"Fuckkk!!" Shuhua whimpered, writhing on your face with her nails digging into your chest. "His mouth feels as good as his fucking cock!!"
"I know right?" Soyeon moaned, grinding her hips on your cock in that motion that must have felt amazing to her. "I hit the fucking jackpot with him. But remember he's all fucking mine and he's only on loan, bitch."
"Whatever you say, old lady," Shuhua stuck her tongue out at her.
Shuhua climbed off your face and sat down beside you. You licked her juices from your lips, and were finally able to breathe normally. Soyeon then turned her back to you, feet planted on the bed and hands on your chest as she jumped on top of you in a reverse cowgirl position. Shuhua went in front of her, sitting on top of your thigh.
"Oh lord," Shuhua said with a gasp, and brought a hand to Soyeon's abdomen. "The way he makes your belly bulge is so hot, unnie."
"Do you want to see it bulge even more?" you asked rhetorically, not waiting for her to respond before grabbing Soyeon by the thighs and pulling them towards you, holding them behind her knees with your arms. She planted her hands on either side of your waist, and you planted your feet on the mattress to pound your girlfriend's pussy in her favorite position.
"Fuck, so hot," Shuhua sighed, and you watched as she leaned forward to lick Soyeon's pussy, who screamed in pleasure. "I could watch that sexy belly bulge all damn day."
Shuhua and you took it upon yourself to drive Soyeon down the path of absolute madness. You pumped the entirety of your cock in and out of her petite body, your iron grip on her legs not wavering for a moment. Shuhua licked, spit, and sucked back at Soyeon's clit, hands on her thighs.
"Fuck yes yes yes!!" Soyeon squealed, dropping her head back and leaving her shiny black hair all over your face. She was now holding onto your wrists. "Don't stop, don't stop!!"
The truth is that you weren't that far from your climax. Whenever you fucked Soyeon in that position all your switches went off and your senses were heightened beyond your control. So the moment your girlfriend exploded around your cock, you did it with her.
"Oh fuck yeah fill me up, baby!" Soyeon moaned, falling back to find your lips and kiss them, while she shook on top of you and you left your load inside her pussy. "I'm never going to get tired of this, oh god."
The two of you made out for a few more seconds until you pulled out of her. Shuhua immediately caught your cock with her lips and sucked it up and down, searching for every drop of cum left in you. Then she focused on Soyeon's pussy, to collect with her tongue the small waterfall of white liquid that was leaking between her folds.
"Mmm, tasty tasty," Shuhua sighed, eating up every trace of your cum before looking at you. "Hey, donkey, you still have something for me, don't you?"
"Let's find out," you said, and after giving her a peck on the cheek, you pushed Soyeon off of you to go to Shuhua.
You grabbed her face roughly, and made her kneel up to crash your lips against hers. Her hands went to your shoulders, and you brought one of yours between her legs to play with her pussy for a bit, rubbing between her folds before bringing two fingers inside her. Shuhua moaned and bit your lip, now adding her tongue into the kiss. One of her hands then went to your still sensitive cock, to slowly rub it with her palm. It took a few long seconds for your erection to come back to life, but as it did you fell into a mutual masturbation session with each other.
"How have you been having fun so far?" Shuhua asked against your lips, and looked into your eyes, stroking your cock at a steady pace. "As good as in your imagination when you saw me perform?"
"Almost as good," you nodded with a sly smile, pumping your fingers in and out of her. "But you're still not over the imaginary Shuhua."
Her face twisted into a scowl that denoted the urge to murder you. Perfect.
"Hey! What the fuck do you mean by that?!" she yelled just millimeters from your lips. "You fucking-"
Before she could insult you, you wrapped your left arm around her waist and laid her down on her back. She tried to get her hands on you, but you made good use of your strength to grab her wrists and hold them above her head.
“Let me go!” Shuhua yelled, struggling to free herself from your hold, but you had her wrists pinned tightly against the mattress. “I’m going to kick your ass!”
“Shut your mouth, whore,” you said, and without a second thought you spat into her mouth. Shuhua moaned and stopped struggling, now spreading her legs. “Ah, you like that don’t you?”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, asshole,” she snapped back, raising her hips to rub her pussy against your cock.
“Oh no?” you raised an eyebrow, and spat again into her parted mouth. She moaned louder, licking your saliva from between her lips. "You're such a fucking slut."
"Yes I fucking am," she growled. "So what?"
You brought her wrists together above her head so you could hold them together with one hand, and with your free hand, you gave her a spicy, dry slap on the right cheek. Shuhua groaned in pleasure and arched her back as her skin turned bright red.
"Tell me what you want, slut," you demanded through gritted teeth, grabbing her chin firmly.
"You know what I want, idiot," Shuhua replied, breathing heavily. "I don't know why you need to-"
You cut her off with another slap that sent her hair into her face, strands sticking to it from the sweat. She bit her lip and moaned louder.
"What do you want, you fucking bitch?!" you asked again, now grabbing her hair to pull her head back. "You're just making it harder for yourself by being a fucking brat."
"I want you to fuck me goddammit!" she squealed desperately, twisting her hips in search of you penetrating her.
You reaffirmed your fingers in her hair and made sure to pull straight from her scalp to shake her.
"What do you want?!" you insisted. "You and I both know the fucking answer!"
"BREED ME, MOTHERFUCKER!!" Shuhua finally screamed. "BE THE FUCKING MAN YOU CLAIM TO BE, TAME ME AND BREED ME!!"
You smirked, and finally let go of her wrists to grab her thighs and penetrate her fully. Shuhua sighed in relief, her arms in the same position you had left them in a second ago.
"See it wasn't that hard?" you asked with your hands on her waist, beginning to move your hips back and forth. "I don't know why you have to make everything so complicated with your tantrums."
Shuhua couldn't answer you anymore. She had tears in her eyes, disheveled, sweaty, soaked in your saliva and with one side of her face red from the slaps. It was clear that you had managed to calm her insufferable bitch attitude.
You started thrusting quickly, but you varied the position of your hands every few seconds. Now you were on her tits, massaging them between your fingers and playing with her cute nipples. Seconds later, when you were already going harder and were making the bed shake, you moved a hand up to her neck to wrap your fingers around it. Shuhua grabbed your wrist with both hands, with her eyes closed and her eyebrows arched until she came.
She tried to scream in pleasure, but your grip on her neck didn't allow it. Another slap fell on her face, now on the opposite side, causing her tears to run down her cheeks and spread.
"You're a submissive and obedient little whore now huh?" you raised an eyebrow, squeezing her neck tightly. "Come on, say something!"
You let go of her neck for her to do so, but it was only false hope for her, as at the same moment you grabbed her thighs and pulled them all the way back, holding them behind her knees with your arms to let yourself fall forward and pin her under you in a matting press position, with your thighs over her ass.
You now hammered her pussy up and down, seeing up close how much of a mess she was in tears and sweat.
"You want me to put a baby inside you so, so bad huh?" you asked between gasps. "You want it too fucking bad."
Shuhua looked into your eyes and could only nod weakly, so you went harder and harder, making the mattress sink beneath you and the bed creak. She came once more, but that didn't slow you down, not until you felt your orgasm just around the corner and with a loud grunt, you thrusted down the moment you came inside her.
"Oh god!!" you clenched your jaw, leaving every drop of hot cum buried deep inside Shuhua's warm pussy. "Oh yeah take all my fucking seed you whore..."
Shuhua couldn't do anything but look at you with watery eyes and a look of pure ecstasy. She ran a couple of fingers down your face, making you suck two of them and then leaving both hands on your shoulders.
“So warm…” she sighed in a small breath. “I feel so fucking full… thanks honey.”
That last sentence sounded unlike her, and you didn’t bother to hide your confusion about it.
“Are you okay?” you asked. “Did I fuck you so hard you caught a fever?”
“I’m just thanking you, asshole,” Shuhua replied softly. “Don’t complain when I turn into a bitch again.”
“Nah, fair enough,” you smirked, and let go of her thighs to slide out of her and kneel up. Not a single trace of your cum had left her; you’d left it all inside.
You fell onto your back, right next to Soyeon, who draped an arm over your chest to hug you. You picked her up with one arm and settled with her on a pillow.
“I guess it was worth the silent treatment on you, huh?” Soyeon asked with a weak giggle, curled up against the side of your body.
“Every damn second,” you replied, wrapping an arm around her.
Shuhua then quite literally crawled towards you, finally crashing face-first into the mattress when she reached your side and putting an arm over your chest to hug you. Not having the energy to arrange herself in a normal sleeping position, understood.
“I guess I don’t need to remind you that you’ll have to go out first damn hour to buy the pill, right?” Soyeon asked.
“He’ll go by himself,” Shuhua muffled against the mattress, more asleep than awake. “I’ll just stay asleep and take the damn pill when he brings it to me.”
You sighed and closed your eyes.
“As you say, your majesty,” you said.
"As you say, your majesty," she mimicked you in a stupid voice, and you heard her giggle once more before falling asleep.
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Spren Notes:
Well, who wanted to see Shuhua written by me? Because here it is, and I hope you enjoyed it 🗣️
MASTERLIST HERE! THANKS FOR READING!
(Jisoo, as the oldest in the group, decides to stand up against you. You on the other hand, had other things in mind.)
It’s been a few days since the four of them signed their contract. Jisoo would notice her younger members disappearing in the middle of the night and returning in the early hours of the morning.
At first, she wondered what was going on and decided to stay awake and follow them. That night, she heard the main door lock and saw them walking down the hallway and into the elevator.
She follows them to the hallway and sees the elevator's light going up to the top floor. Hours pass, and she sits on the living room couch, counting the time for when her members return.
Suddenly, she hears the keypad turn on and runs back to her room, leaving the door slightly open. She watches as her members come inside, dragging their feet into their rooms.
Jisoo exits her room and puts her ear against Rosé’s door, listening to her muffled cries. Then it hits her: she remembers the condition you gave them at their contract signing.
She knocks on the door, “Are you okay?” There is no response. She gently knocks again, waiting for Rosé to answer. Again, no response. She slowly turns on the doorknob and walks into the dark room.
She sees Rosé on her bed, her head pressed on the pillow. She slowly turns on the light switch, walks towards Rosé, and sees the aftermath. A streak of fluid ran down her inner thigh and onto her bed.
“Rosie, let me help you.”
“Unnie, I’m so tired. I want to go to sleep.”
“I know, but take a shower first; let me help you.”
Jisoo tries her best to help Rosé get up and into the shower. She turns on the warm water and slowly undresses her younger member. Out of nowhere, she begins to notice white stains on Rosé’s back and stomach and minor bruises like finger marks around her waist.
Jisoo showers her in complete silence, wondering if the other two are in the same condition. She turns the shower head and gently dries Rosé’s back and hair before dressing her in pajamas.
“Thank you, unnie, for helping me shower.”
Jisoo wraps her arms around Rosé, embracing her in silence. No words are necessary; Rosé understands what Jisoo is trying to say.
“Try to get some sleep. I’ll be here if you need me.” Rosé nods and quickly falls asleep within seconds.
———
Jisoo closes Rosé’s door and returns to the living room when she hears Jennie talking to Lisa. She tries to get as close as possible to listen to the conversation from Jennie’s room when Lisa says, “I feel bad for Rosie. He’s been rough with her these past few days.”
”I know. I told her to avoid talking back to him, but she keeps upsetting him.”
”Let’s talk to him. Tell him to be nicer to her.”
”Okay, I’ll try to speak to him…”
——
A few hours have passed, and Jisoo lies on her bed. She knew that you were planning on hand sex with Rose, but not in this manner. Jisoo assumed it would be a one-time thing, but after noticing Rosé’s disappearance these past few days, it seemed excessive.
Jisoo smacks her cheeks, “Alright, I decided. I’ll talk to him. If I tell him about Rosie's condition, he’ll stop.”
——
While the three girls slept, Jisoo made her way to your apartment. She nervously stands before your door, telling herself she must stand up for her younger members, and presses the doorbell.
She waits a few seconds, but it feels like forever. She twiddles with her fingers, hoping everything turns out for the best.
On the other side of the door, you see Jisoo standing in front of your door. You ask yourself, “What she’s doing here.”
You open the door and say, “Good morning, Jisoo. Anything going on?”
“Umm…”
She avoids making eye contact with you. “Come inside.”
She nods and walks inside, standing a few feet from the door. “Come, come, have a seat.” Jisoo sits on the couch and remains quiet, “Did you want to say anything?”
“Umm… yeah.”
“Okay.”
“Umm… can you be nice to Rosie?”
“What do you mean?”
“Umm…I know she’s been with you these past few days.”
“Yeah… and?”
“Can you treat her nicely?”
“Why?”
“Today, I saw her, and she had small bruises on her waist. I’m worried for her.”
“Don’t think that should concern you.”
“But…”
You can tell her worry is genuine but decide to tease her, “If you’re that worried, how about taking her place?”
Jisoo’s expression changes, surprised by your unexpected comment. “How about it? I wouldn’t mind spending time with you.”
Jisoo thinks deeply, considering the idea of taking Rosie’s place. Seeing her three members returning late, she knew her time would eventually come. As the oldest of the group, she felt some responsibility for being unable to protect them.
After a deep breath, she responds, “Okay, I’ll do it. Just one thing…”
“What is it?”
“Don’t bother the other two.”
“Hmm… I think you’re asking too much. What are you planning on giving in return?”
Jisoo is surprised by your question. She wasn’t expecting you to ask for anything else. Nervously, she asks, “What do you want?”
“Everything.”
“What… what do you mean?”
“It’s a yes or a no.”
Jisoo remains silent, contemplating if she’s making the right choice.
“I guess that’s a no. Maybe I should punish them a little tonight.”
Jisoo turns her head, her previous thoughts disappear, and out of instinct, she yells, “I’ll do everything you want.”
You can’t contain your smile, “Good girl. I’ll back away from your group members.” Jisoo shows an expression of relief. “Since you’ll be taking their place, I should introduce you to someone and buy some things.”
Without a second thought, she agreed and followed you down the elevator to the basement level. A car awaits, ready to take you to your destination. Jisoo asks, “Where are we going?”
“Shopping.”
Jisoo remains silent, watching through the window until the car enters a gated residence in an upscale neighborhood. The car stops, and your chauffeur opens the door. You’re both greeted by an older woman and her young assistant. She escorts you into the building and looks at Jisoo. You nod, and the assistant approaches Jisoo and says, “Come with me.”
Jisoo looks at you, asking for confirmation, and you only nod in approval. She follows the assistant. She’s taken to a private room where she’s asked to strip to get her measurements taken.
A few minutes pass, and she comes out wearing matching underwear. You sit across from where she's fitted with different types of clothing. Jisoo wears multiple clothing styles, some better than others, and choose the ones that catch your eye. You turn to the older woman and say, “I like these. Wrap them up and send them to the usual place. Also, make her a couple of outfits like the rest.”
——
Again, the car ride is silent; Jisoo stares at the cityscape on the way back. She wonders why you went out of your way to buy her so many pieces of nice clothing.
She’s never seen so many beautiful dresses in her life. Most of her outfits were boyish, things that were her older brother and sister. Being the youngest of three children, her parents would tell her to be satisfied with what she got and not complain.
This continued throughout her life, where her older siblings were the center of attention based on their looks and actions. Jisoo, on the other hand, was somewhat of a black sheep, neglected of attention, so any sort of attention was always welcomed.
——
The two of you return to the building and walk toward the elevator. She follows and sees as you press the elevator and asks, “Where are we going? That’s the wrong floor.”
”I’m feeling hungry.”
The elevator door opens, and a waitress greets you across, “Good afternoon, sir; your reservation for two is ready.”
“Thank you.”
The waitress escorts you both to your seat and brings your refreshments. Multiple dishes are placed on the table within a few minutes, causing Jisoo’s expression to change slightly.
“Eat.”
”Oh, okay.”
She takes a bite of the appetizer and says, “Oh my god, it’s so good.” She takes another and another before realizing your gaze is on her. “I’m sorry. It’s just that it’s delicious.”
”I’m glad you like it. The main course is good, too.”
Without a second thought, her fork digs into the meal and takes a mouthful bite. Her eyes widened to the taste. “Good, right?” She nods, quickly taking another.
You both enjoy your meal and engage in small talk. After finishing, you head up to your condo and enter the door. You turn around and see Jisoo standing awkwardly in the hallway.
“What are you doing?” She shyly walks towards you, waiting for you to say something.
“You see that room over there?” Take a shower and meet me when you’re done.”
Jisoo nods and slowly walks to the room. Inside, she sees a nicely furnished room, much bigger than the one she is in. She walks to the shower, undresses, and turns on warm water.
She turns off the water and wraps herself in the towel before exiting the shower. As she opens the door, she sees two boxes on the bed. On top is a note which says, “Wear it and come out to the living room.” Curious, Jisoo opens the first box, which is one of the short dresses she wore earlier today. She goes for the second box and opens it, revealing a set of matching provocative underwear.
“He wants me to wear this?”
She’s hesitant but knows that you’ll keep your promise if she does it. So she takes a deep breath, drops her towel, and changes into the outfit.
After taking a shower and eagerly waiting for your gift to come out. You’ve read Jisoo’s file and memorized what buttons to push. The issues she’s had with her family, especially being overshadowed by her older siblings. This is why you treated her differently, knowing she has nothing to lose but much to gain from this relationship. So, giving her some attention and buying some nice things will hopefully earn her trust.
Just as you think of other ways to make her trust, you see her exit the bedroom. Jisoo slowly walks towards you, her hands covering her short dress. You can see her expression of nervousness as she makes her way to you.
“You look beautiful.”
Just saying that changes her expression. You extend your hand, hoping the little compliment gives her the push she needs. Just like how you were expected, she grabs your hand. You tell her, “Come, sit,” pointing towards your thigh. You lead her towards you, and Jisoo sits on your lap.
Again, you comment on how pretty she looks, noticing that she’s avoiding your gaze and looking down. “Jisoo, look at me.” She slowly moves her gaze; you gently cup her chin and say, “Jisoo, I want to see you. You look really beautiful.”
Jisoo shyly responds, “Really? I do?”
”Of course you do.”
”You’re just saying that.”
”No, you are. Look into my eyes and tell me if I’m lying.”
She turns her head and looks at you. You both meet each other’s eyes, staring at each other for a moment. “Do you think I’m lying?”
There’s a slight pause, “N… no. Do you really think I’m pretty?”
You pull her in for a kiss, pressing your lips against hers. You slowly slide your hand against her thick thighs and rub her panties. Her eyes widened to your sudden approach. She doesn’t know how to reach but doesn’t fight it.
You see this as the green light and continue to rub the thin cloth as the both of you continue to make out. She trembles slightly as she begins to get wet from your touch and ask, “You believe me now, right?”
”Ye…yes.”
You notice her off-beat breathing and decide to ask if she wants to continue. If she replies the way you want, you got her. You pull her in for another kiss, and this time, she doesn’t pull away but instead welcomes it. The two of you play with your tongues, intertwining with each other. As you come for a breath, you say, “I want to make you feel good. Can I?”
”Yes…”
You slide your hand inside her panties, slowly tracing your hand against her bare skin. She tries to hold onto her moans as she feels it’s too embarrassing. Instead, you tease her and ask, “Does that feel good?”
”Yeah…”
”Tell me, do you like it when it touches your pussy?”
Jisoo immediately gets embarrassed; she doesn’t know how to react. She does like the feeling, but answering that question is too much for her. ”I guess you don’t,” and slowly pull your hand away.
Suddenly, she grabs your wrist and whispers, “I like it.”
”Ohh… I don’t know what you mean. You need to be specific.”
”My… my pussy. I like it when you touch it,” says Jisoo and puts her face on your shoulder.
You got her. Your hand moves back, and you start to rub her folds. You love when you make a girl’s pussy wet from just your touch. The way they react as you increase the pace or the pressure of your fingers against their cunt is amazing.
Jisoo forgets about her embarrassment and begins to moan. You can hear her beg for more, “faster… rub my pussy faster please…”
You increase the pace of your fingers, rubbing her folds quickly to the point that you can feel her orgasm coming.”
“Ahh, ahh… I’m going to pee!”
You lift her and pull her towards you. You watch as she puts her hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming. “It’s okay, Jisoo, let it all out. Don’t fight it.”
“I… I can’t hold it in!” She throws her back, trembling as she cums. Jisoo squirts all over your thighs and your shorts, completely drenching them. ‘Fuck Jisoo, you’re cumming so much.”
Jisoo tries to tighten her legs together, but it's no use. She moans in pleasure as she relieves herself. Once she's finished, she falls onto your chest and breathes heavily.
You pat her head gently, “There, there… you did a good job,” and kiss her head. She rubs her face against your shoulder, taking a nice whiff of your scent. You can see the difference from before and know she's more relaxed.
After giving her time to relax, you whisper, “Now, can it be my turn to feel good?”
Jisoo doesn’t hesitate and says, “What do you want?”
”Everything. I want all of you.”
She knew she would eventually hear those words, but this time it was different. Jisoo, in a soft voice, says, “I’m yours.”
That’s your cue; you pick her up, walk to your room, and place her on the bed. You undo the button of your pants, revealing your semi-hard cock. Jisoo is in awe as it's her first time seeing a cock. You take off your shirt, toss it to the ground, walk towards the large one-seater couch, and call Jisoo over.
Jisoo stands in front of you and asks, “Is this your first time seeing a cock?” She nods, “Yes, I’ve never seen one before, not even porn.”
“Want to grab it?”
Jisoo hesitantly grabs your cock, not knowing what to do with it. She squeezes it and jerks it weirdly, “Sorry, I don’t know what to do.”
”It’s okay. Just do what I say.”
”Okay.”
”Get on your knees and use one hand and wrap it around my cock, then gently stroke it until it gets hard. As it gets hard, you’ll see the head pop out from the foreskin. When it’s completely hard, I want you to kiss it.”
”Okay.”
Jisoo gets on her knees and is about to grab your cock when she hears a shutter button. She stops, looks directly into the camera before grabbing your cock. You say, “Good girl,” as she slowly strokes your cock. She smiles at the compliment, sees your mushroom head pop out from your foreskin, and gives it a small kiss.
“That’s it, baby, give daddy’s cock another kiss.”
Jisoo’s ears perk at the sudden comment, and says, “Yes, daddy.” Her ears turn red from embarrassment, but she ignores it and gives your cock another kiss.
“Yes, baby. Now take it into your mouth and lick the head.”
She does as she’s told and continues to service you until it’s completely covered in her salvia. “Did you like how I used my mouth?”
”Yes, I think I want to use your other mouth too. Come here and sit on my lap.”
The two of you continue to make out, you undoing her bra and fondling her breast. She moans to your touch as you work your way down until you reach her cunt. “Want to feel good again?”
”Yes, please.”
”Then I’m going to make you feel much better with this,” you say as you place her hand on your cock. “How about it?”
”Make me feel good...”
You wrap your hands around her waist and put her into a cowgirl position. She feels your cock resting against her stomach. “Fuck, I can’t wait to feel you with my cock.”
The feeling is real; she’s going to have sex for the first time. Jisoo’s heart begins to race as she realizes how big your cock is compared to her petite frame.
“Ready?”
Jisoo nods, still nervous but happy to feel wanted even though the situation isn’t perfect.
“Jisoo, you’re so beautiful. I can’t wait to make you mine.”
”Make me yours then.”
You grab your cock and trace the tip of your cock against her folds. “I’m going to lift you a little, okay?”
”Okay.”
Your cock teases her as you use her nectar to lube up your cock. With the head completely covered, you slowly press it against her small entrance, “That’s it, just like that.”
Jisoo slowly begins to feel the slight pressure of her untouched walls getting spread open by your cock. “Ahh, slowly… it feels weird.” She puts her hand on your thigh as support, “Ahh… it stings… wait…”
“Sorry, I’m selfish, I want you now.” You don’t wait any longer as you grab her waist and pull her towards you, penetrating her entrance in one go.
”Ahh, it hurts! You’re going to break me!”
You wrap your arms around her neck and bring her towards your chest. “Shh… it’s okay, you’re okay. It’s just going to hurt for a little bit. You’re going to feel much better. You’re doing a good job, baby.”
It’s a sharp type of pain, but also hot as her body is going haywire to the foreign object inside her womb. Tears follow from her face, but she tries not to cry from the pain. She listens to your voice and focuses on your words, “Am I doing a good job?”
”Yes, of course. I’m going to move a little, so just bear with it for me, okay?”
”Okay.”
You slowly begin to move, your cock rubbing against her tight walls. “You’re so tight, Jisoo. You feel so good.”
Little by little, you start to increase your pace, and as time passes, the pain becomes bearable. “How does it feel? Does it still hurt?”
“Not much, it’s just hot.”
”I’m going to increase the pace a bit.”
She presses her face against your chest, managing her breathing as you fuck her cunt. It doesn’t take long for her to get adjusted and digs her butt deeper into your thighs.
“Ahh… Daddy, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Then it’s your turn to take over. Ride my cock.”
Like a good girl, she slowly grinds her hips, taking the lead for the first time. You watch as her expression changes, knowing that the more time she spends with you, the better you’re going to be able to use her.
You see Jisoo lose herself as she starts to enjoy your massive cock inside her. She enjoys seeing your reaction, how you compliment her on her body, and how you describe your enjoyment. She loves your attention and the way you look at her. She’s never gotten that from anyone, not even her own family.
“Ahh, do you like me? Are you enjoying my body?”
You grunt, “Fuck yes, I love how tight you are. How you grind that body against my cock.”
“That’s good to hear. What else?”
“I’m going to breed you so bad.”
Confused, she asks, “What does that mean?”
You smirk and pick up; you increase the pace of your thrusting, violently hitting her womb with your cock. You feel your balls heavy, filled with thick cum. “This is what it means,” you say as you explode in her untainted womb.
“Oh my god, what’s this? It’s so hot? What are you doing?”
“I’m marking you; from now on, your body belongs to me. I suggest you get used to getting filled with my baby batter.”
“Baby batter?”
“That’s what I’m pumping into you. Hope you get used to the taste because there’s more where that came from.”
Jisoo looks down and sees your cum oozing out the small crevasses between her cunt and your cock. She puts her hand against her stomach, squeezing it, “So much.”
You walk towards the bed and place her on her back. Jisoo watches as you slowly pull your cock out. It springs out, flicking a bit of cum on her chest. She feels your hot liquid oozing out of her and asks, “There’s no going back, huh.”
”Nope…”
The sudden realization hits: she’ll eventually end up getting pregnant, and there’s nothing she can do. She looks at you, your hungry expression.
“Turn over and stick your ass up.”
Jisoo does as she's told and gets on all fours. You spread her legs and align your cock, “ Now take my cock like a good girl.”
With your weight against her frame, her face hits the pillow. She feels your cock penetrating her womb. You begin to fuck her roughly, making her feel every thrust. “Ahh, ahh, you’re so rough.”
You whisper in her ear,” You like it though.”
“I… I don’t…”
”That’s not what your body is saying. Go and take a look.”
Jisoo slowly tries to lift her head and sees the mirror in front of her. She sees her lustful expression, someone who’s been corrupted.
You grab her chin and say, “I knew it. Now tell me, like getting fuck by this cock.”
”I…I like getting fucked by your cock.”
”That’s right. What else?”
“I… I want you to cum in me. Claim my pussy as yours.”
”That bad, huh.” You smirk and say, “You know what’s going to happen if I do.”
“I don’t care. Do it.”
You get back up and slap her ass. You continue to fuck her roughly until your own orgasm approaches. With your hands around her waist, you scream, “Fuck Jisoo, fuck. I’m going to explore, fuck. Take all my cum and get pregnant!” as your cum floods her womb.
She can tell that you’re not lying. You’re really trying to breed her. She coughs violently from the constant pumping of your cum, “Fuck, you’re going to break me for real,” she yells and passes out.
You continue to fuck her throughout the night. Her body becomes your personal use. By the time you’re done, she's a complete mess. Her body was covered in your cum, and her cunt completely stretched.
You get up, take a shot of your work, and say, “That’s four out of four.”
———
Rosé wakes up from her nap and slowly walks to visit Jisoo. She drags her feet and knocks on the door, but no one is there, “Unnie?”
She looks at her phone and sees a message, “I’ll be back tomorrow. Something came up, and I'm going to visit my parents for the night.”
Rosé sends a text, wishing her good night, and hits send. Suddenly, she sees the message “Read,” and the three dots appear.
A few minutes pass, and no message. She asks herself, “Is unnie okay?” She sends another message, “What are you doing? Arguing with your siblings again, haha.”
She sees a message pop up that says, “No. Just having fun.”
“Oh, what are you doing?”
”Guess.”
”Eating.”
“Some of that, getting my fill, that’s for sure.”
Rosé notices the way Jisoo’s messaging is not like her. She’s worried, she texts, “Where’s Jisoo? Who’s this?”
She sees the three dots again and is waiting in anticipation, “…”
Rosé can’t wait any longer; she calls Jisoo's phone but gets no answer until the last ring. “Who’s this?”
”You know who.”
Her heart drops at the sound of your voice. Her hands shake, and her memories return from the past few nights. She tries to muster up courage and says, “What are you doing to her?”
”She said she wanted to take your place. She was worried about you and decided to take your spot, so enjoy some time off because I’ll be playing with my new toy.”
(Somi becomes your gift to use and play. Jihyo joins in on the fun.)
You feel Jihyo’s heavy breast on your chest as you sleep. Jihyo gently whispers in your ear, “Babe, wake up.” You rub your eyes, seeing a silhouette, asking, “What’s going on? It’s so early.”
“I have a late birthday present for you.”
Jihyo’s hand grabs you, leading you out of the bed. “How long have I been sleeping?”
“Maybe two hours? Come hurry, I have a present.” The two of you continue to walk out of your bedroom and down the stairs until you arrive at the basement.
“What are we doing here?”
“Keep quiet, and follow me.”
She inserts the code into the keypad, unlocking the door to the “I wanted to give you this for your birthday present, but it wasn’t ready.” The two of you continue to walk past the hallway towards the last door. With Jihyo inserting the access code once more, you enter the house’s sex room.
“What are we doing here?”
“It’s your surprise.”
She turns on the lights, and you’re surprised to see Somi tied to the large sex bed. “Are you serious?”
”Yes, I know how much you love that kink of yours, so I brought her for you.”
You walk up to a blindfolded and tied-up Somi whose arms are red from being suspended by the handcuffs. You gently graze your hand against her inner thigh, causing her to get startled.
“Unnie, is that you?”
”Who else could it be?”
“Can you untie me? I’m really hot down there, please.”
“Soon, I need you to lift and spread your legs for me.”
Somi places her legs in an arc and slowly spreads them, allowing you access to her trimmed cunt. Jihyo then licks her two fingers and slowly works her way towards Somi’s ass. “I’ve spent some time training her just for you, babe. I know what happened between you three.”
You feel a knot in your throat as you remember that day. “I see.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not mad; I'm slightly disappointed you didn’t mention Somi. But that’s okay; I took care of things, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
Jihyo’s comment gives you chills; you forgot how she can be when she puts her mind to something. “Thanks babe…”
Suddenly, you hear Somi whine as Jihyo inserts her two fingers up her ass. “See, she’s nice and clean, ready to take you.”
You can’t help but grin at the idea of fucking Somi’s ass, but your attention is somewhere else. Jihyo notices this and asks, “You want to fuck her other hole, huh.”
You turn your head and see Jihyo grin, but try to keep your thoughts to yourself. She whispers in your ear, “She’s still a virgin.”
You bite your lip, trying hard not to fall into this trap. But, like always, she reads you like a book and teases you. She glides her hand against your groin, “Does that turn you on, knowing that she's a virgin? You want to fuck her, right?”
Jihyo feels your cock twitch, “You‘re acting like a dog, excited for some pussy.” You can't give her a response.
Jihyo looks at you and asks, “Cat got your tongue? Can’t answer why you’re such a dog?”
Again, silence, but this time, Jihyo takes things further. She whips out your cock and, with a commanding voice, says, “Fuck her.”
You turn your head in towards Jihyo and see her serious expression. She pushed your back, leading you towards Somi, whose legs were wide open. She whispers in your ear, “Go, fuck her. I want to see you do it.”
With your cock in hand, you align it towards her entrance. You stare at Somi, who remains blindfolded and unaware of what is about to occur. You spit on your hand, lathering your cock before slowly pressing the tip of your cock into Somi’s pale entrance.
Somi feels the pressure against her lower lips as your cock tries to penetrate her cunt. She moves her body, whining, “Unnie, stop, you’re pressing your toy into my pussy.”
Jihyo suddenly puts her hand against your back, forcing you to impale Somi’s cunt in one go. Somi screams in pain, feeling her virgin pussy getting violently penetrated. “Unnie! Fuck! That’s the wrong hole!”
Somi sees two blurry silhouettes as Jihyo undoes her blindfolds. She’s startled as she sees your cock inside her cunt and yells, “What are you doing? That’s the wrong hole,” as she tries to move away.
Jihyo whispers in Somi’s ear, “Struggle all you want, he’s going to fuck that pussy of yours. I told him to fuck you to his heart’s content.”
Shivers run down Somi’s spine as she looks at Jihyo’s expression. She turns and looks at you, pleading to not do this.
“Go on, baby, she’s free use. Don’t worry about holding back.”
Somi cries in pain as you penetrate her unused womb. “Stop! It’s too big!” She lifts her head and is shocked to see you smirk, realizing pleading is futile.
Jihyo then whispers in your ear, “How is she? Is she tight?” Jihyo presses her hand against Somi's stomach, feeling your cock through the bulge.
“So good…” you grunt as Jihyo’s words turn you on. You continue to thrust inside of Somi, enjoying her yelling as she takes your length.
“It’s too much! He’s going to tear my pussy in half!”
There is no response from the both of you. The only noise is the sounds of flesh slapping against each other.
Time passes, and the pain she felt before turns into euphoric pleasure, her heart beating rapidly and her body burning. ”Ahh, ahh, I feel hot, like I’m burning.”
Jihyo sees that the aphrodisiacs she gave her earlier are starting to work. “You changed your attitude real quick.” She glides her hand against Somi’s body, feeling how hot it’s become.
”Ahh!” Somi moans loudly from the sudden pinch of her hardened nipple. “What a fucken slut” says Jihyo. “Pull out; I want to have a bit of fun.”
You pull out your cock and stroke it as you watch Jihyo stand beside Somi. She lifts her hand, and you hear Somi groan loudly. “How does that feel? Getting your pussy slapped? You like it?”
Jihyo continues to slap Somi’s pussy, enjoying the reaction from Somi. “You need to be disciplined, learn to keep yourself out of people’s business.”
Watching Jihyo punishing Somi turns you on. The way Somi’s pussy giggles to each slap and the slight redness is new to you.
“Go on, baby, slap that slutty cunt. I want to see it nice and red.”
Somi’s breathing becomes heavy after what feels like an eternity. Her cunt stings, and any touch to it hurts. “No more…”
Jihyo grabs a handful of hair and whispers, “I get to decide when you’re done, not you.” Suddenly, Jihyo shoves her ring and middle finger into Somi’s cunt and begins to thrust rapidly.
Somi arcs her back, crying from the mixture of both pain and pleasure. “Ahh, not there!”
Jihyo increases the pace of her fingers, scraping her walls and feeling Somi’s insides become wetter. “What a fucken bitch, getting wet after having her pussy slap until it’s red and tender.”
Somi tightens her legs, preventing Jihyo from pulling her hands out. “Ahh! I’m cumming!!”
Jihyo spreads her legs back open, “Let’s see this bitch cum.” The both of you watch Somi begins to spasm, her body releasing a strong stream of liquid from her cunt.
”Untie her, don’t think she’ll give us any more problems.” You walk towards the end of the bed and untie the straps around Somi’s arms. Her spasms continue as she rolls on her side.
You crawl onto the bed and grab Somi by the hips, lifting her towards your thighs. Somi has her arms crossed, holding onto her arms from the elevated pleasure, and doesn’t notice you aligning your cock back into her entrance until it’s too late.
”Hmm…” groans Somi as you drop her body, your cock hitting her deepest parts in one go. She loses the remaining strength she had from her orgasm, crashing onto your chest.
You continue to grab onto her waist, slowly thrusting your cock into her swollen womb. You can tell how Jihyo’s punishment has made Somi’s cunt plump, swollen from the constant slapping.
Suddenly, you see Jihyo from afar, putting on a large belt. You see her turn around and surprise to see a large cock connected to the strap. Jihyo grabs a bottle of lube and pours some on the fake cock, covering it completely.
Jihyo slowly walks up towards the both of you and gets behind Somi. She places her hand on Somi’s back and aligns the fake cock towards her unused anus. “Let me join the fun.”
Jihyo presses the tip against Somi's entrance, causing her to groan. “Yes, that’s it. Take both our cocks like the little slut you are.” Jihyo grabs Somi’s waist and rams her cock into the tight ashole.
“Hmm!!!”
Somi cries out loud, lifting her head from the sudden double penetration. She coughs uncontrollably as Jihyo begins to thrust her cock. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
You and Jihyo sync your thrusting, ensuring that Somi doesn’t get time to catch her breath. The feeling of both cocks makes her drool onto your chest, and her eyes roll back.
Some time passes, and Somi becomes limp, her head on your shoulder as the two of you use her motionless body. “Babe, I’m going to cum!”
“Cum inside her; fill her slutty pussy with your seed.”
You hold onto Somi tightly, thrusting your cock rapidly as you’re approaching your peak. You can feel her heavy breathing in your ear and decided to tease her, “I’m going to fill you up so good, don’t be surprised if you become a mother.”
Somi’s eyes go wide open, realizing what you mean. She musters up just enough energy to plead for you not to cum, “please, don’t cum. I can’t be a mother, not now.”
All you hear is murmuring from Somi, so bring her close to you, kiss her neck, and reassure that she’s going to enjoy getting bred.
Somi’s pussy tightens as she feels a large hot wave of cum exit your cock and into her womb. The sensation of cum in her is weird, but she can feel her womb quickly adapting to it, even feeling her womb descend, taking more of your cock.
”Seems like your womb wants to be bred,” you whisper into Somi’s ear.
After a while, Jihyo grabs your cock and pulls it out, causing your cum to ooze out. “Look at this slut, and her gaped pussy. Can you tell how much it misses your cock” she says as Somi’s cunt tries to clench back and forth.
Jihyo inserts her finger, tracing it against Somi’s walls, and collects a thick amount of cum. “Here, taste it. Delicious, right?” She shoves her fingers into Somi’s mouth and commands her, “Suck my fingers clean.”
Somi looks at Jihyo in fear, not wanting to get her upset. She closes her eyes, thinking that this wasn’t what she expected. She assumed she was going to pair up with Jihyo and tease you. Instead, she ended up being the one who was played, like a human fuck toy.
She opens her eyes, and her heart drops as she sees the both of you standing in front of her with grins.
“Jihyo, you said anything goes right?”
“Yes.”
“I really want to try anal. I want to fuck her senseless.”
“Do it; I bet Somi would love it. Isn’t that right, Somi?” Jihyo says in a devilish voice.”
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The two of you end up having your way with Somi until dawn. No hole is left untouched and completely destroyed when you two are done. As a gift, Jihyo ties her back to the bed, and both her arms and feet are tied to a set of vibrating dildos. They go off at random, some lasting a few seconds or a few minutes but never allowing her to reach her climax.
After a nice shower, the two of you are greeted by Jisoo, who asks to eat some pancakes before going out to play with the new puppy. Jisoo helps you mix the pancake mix as Jihyo watches the live feed of Somi from her device. She can’t help but grin at Somi’s pleading, asking to be allowed to cum.
Since leaving the public eye some months ago, Sohee has kept a very low profile, sharing very little of her life with her fiancé and likely future husband. It's the last day of the year, which also happens to be her birthday, and she's with him preparing the new year's dinner.
Sohee's fiancé invited you to the dinner, as you were his most trusted friend from work, while also bringing a pair of Spanish businessmen, Ramon and Toni, to sign more deals for his company. "Happy birthday, Sohee; the food is delicious," you told her. "Thank you," she answered. Sohee is always happy to see you; in fact, she probably likes you more than her own fiancé, but he's got the money, and you don't.
"Would you like some coffee?" Sohee asks Toni. "Sí," he answers, and she's able to understand Spanish, serving him a cup of coffee. As Sohee bends over to serve him, you notice that she's not wearing any panties under her dress, and a white liquid is covering the entrance of her asshole.
You move your head to take a glimpse at Sohee's fantastic backside while making sure neither she nor her fiancé notice it, as you quickly talk some business with Ramon and Sohee's boyfriend.
But you weren't the only pervert in that room, far from it. Ramon also notices Sohee is wearing nothing under her shirt and attempts to touch her pussy, making her let out a small moan.
"Are you ok, baby?" her fiancé notices. "Yes, I'm fine," Sohee answers as she blushes a little. "I'll go to the kitchen and get some other stuff for you; the main course is almost ready," she says as Ramon keeps touching her under her skirt and gives her fat ass a big stare when she leaves. Luckily for him, her fiancé is too distracted with you and Toni talking to him.
"Tu novia tiene un culo muy grande," Ramon says to Sohee's fiancé. Lucky for him, he can't understand Spanish, but you can and give him a big smile. From your past times with Sohee, you know it doesn't take long for her ass to become the center of attention of any dudes conversations, but watching it time after time always makes you laugh.
"What did you say?" her fiancé asks Ramon. "This coffee is great; you're lucky to have a wife like Sohee," he answers. "Well, she's not my wife yet," the fiancé replies.
You leave the table and move towards the kitchen to check on Sohee. The first thing you're greeted with is her bending her fat ass as she checks the oven. "Do you need some help?" you ask her. "Sure, take those to the table," she replies, giving you some cutlery.
But your clumsy self strikes again, and you drop them on the floor. Well, not really; little does she know you did that on purpose so she could bend her ass again and give you a perfect view of that big butt that has hypnotized you since her idol days, and when Sohee faces you again, you make your move.
"HUH?" Sohee gasps, very confused, as you pull your cock out of your pants. Still as big as the last time she saw it many months ago when she was still dancing on music show stages. "What are you doing? Did you forget I'm not single anymore?" she tells you, baffled. "Yeah, I know, but he's not seeing it. I really miss you, Sohee, it's the last day of the year and your birthday too, and that's my gift to you," you say.
"That's very inappropriate; you're my fiancé's best friend," Sohee says to you. "Well, I saw that cum in your ass already; I can tell he already delivered such a good birthday gift you couldn't even bother to put your panties back on and flaunted it as a trophy. Don't fool me, Sohee, you're still the same bubble butt anal slut of your idol days," you say to her.
Sohee hesitates at first, but finally caves and pushes her head towards your shaft. Well, just like you missed her big butt, she missed your thick cock too, rolling her eyes and savoring it as if it was the first time she sucked it. it was maybe the 50th or so but it still tasted brand new to her.
"Good girl, that's it, take your birthday gift," you say to Sohee as she bobs her head on your pole and soon gets sloppy like she always does. Quickly you grab her head and start fucking her pretty face too. "I missed using this fucking mouth so much, oh fuck," you say as soon as she gags on your cock for the first time in a while. "Worship my fucking balls, you slut," you say to her as Sohee soon starts massaging them.
"Oh yeah, perfect," you say as Sohee gives you a big smile. A harder facefuck follows, your cock getting pushed deep in her mouth, and as she gags again, many bubbles come out of her mouth. "Holy shit, nobody sucks that cock better than you," you praise her, letting Sohee choke herself full of cock as she keeps deepthroating and bobbing her head on it, getting sloppier at each turn.
Sohee is already cock-drunk and ready for another round of crazy sucking until she hears some footsteps, and another guy appears to the side of you.
"OH MY GOD!" WHAT IS HAPPENING?" a surprised Sohee asks when Toni also pulls his cock out of his pants. "Did you plan this?" Sohee asks you. "Maybe," you say to her.
Sohee takes Toni's cock in her mouth as you watch her suck his soul the same way she did to you. She jerks your shaft off, never losing sight of it, and then takes turns sucking one guy and masturbating the other, getting increasingly fast. "Oh yes, baby," both of you say as Sohee makes a sloppy mess of both your cocks.
"You like the way I suck these two cocks while my fiancé is alone at the table?" a naughty Sohee asks as she sticks her tongue out. It turns out she loves being a slutty cheater. Who would have guessed?
Sohee keeps taking turns sucking you and Toni's cocks, moving further down to give their balls some extra love. "Oh, I love sucking those dicks like that," she says as more bubbles come out of her mouth and she keeps gags on them. "Oh, I'm fucking suffocating on these cocks," she says. She deepthroats you, and saliva runs down her chin. "That feels so fucking good," she says.
Unfortunately, the noises she was fearing finally came out of the dining room. "Sohee, where is the dinner?" her fiance says it loud and she hears it. Quickly trying to pretend what she just did never happened, Sohee collects herself, lowering her skirt as her fat ass is way to exposed. She rushes in the direction of the oven only to find out that the turkey she had prepared had been burned as she got too distracted sucking a different kind of meat.
"I'm sorry, but the dinner is facing some issues," Sohee says. But her fiancé already knows as he can feel the burnt smell slowly creeping into the room. "It's fine; we're going to have a different kind of dinner tonight," he says.
"What do you mean?" Sohee asks. "Get on the table; you'll be tonight's dinner. we're gonna celebate your birthday and a happy 2025 with a bang, Sohee," he says. "What are you talking about?" Sohee keeps asking. "What do you think I invited all of them tonight?" her fiance rhetorically asks.
Sohee feels a bit upset that you guys were playing with her. But she never passes on an opportunity to get banged by multiple dudes since the first time she became a sensation due to her big butt and got to do it. She quickly lifts her skirt up, showing off her best asset completely uncovered and climbing on the top of the table.
"This is crazy," Sohee says, but her husband quickly puts a stop to it. "Stop playing dumb; this is exactly what you wanted, you fucking slut. You told me yesterday your birthday wish was a gangbang, and I knew you meant it," he continues, spanking her fat ass.
Ramon and Toni are already smelling blood as they start pinching Sohee's meaty pussy. You just watch, with a big smile on her face. In the end, things always come full circle. Regardless of her retirement, Sohee will always be that bubble butt slut that will be forever remembered, and tonight is the perfect time for her to show it.
Sohee gets spit-roasted like a turkey, as it doesn't take long for her fiancé to shove his cock in her pussy while Toni and Ramon shut her mouth at the same time. She moans and pleases their cocks while you watch Sohee morph into the big slut she's always been, getting her face fucked and pussy pounded. Soon you join them as you three take turns fucking her face. "Keep sucking that cock," you tell her as each guy gives her throat violent poundings while her fiancé is now the one watching it.
The four dudes encircle Sohee as she moves from cock to cock. Her mouth and hands are always full as she makes sure to give all of them the needed attention. More facefucking comes while some guys also slap their cocks in her face. "Open your mouth, take those cocks; you like that?" you command Sohee as your turn to fuck her face arrives. You also pinch her covered tits for good measure.
You guys rip Sohee's clothes off her hot body in a matter of seconds while also getting yourselves completely naked. Her pretty face is already a mess full of saliva after so much choking on your big cocks. Toni spins her, and each guy tries to reach and hit her ass when it's facing them.
Toni sends Sohee's face in the direction of her fiancé's cock while inserting his in her pussy. She lets out a little scream, getting caught by surprise but already knowing what's going to happen to her in that room: she's going to get passed around like a hot potato. Toni lifts her left leg while her fiancé grabs her arms and fucks her face, giving her an acrobatic spit-roasting while you just watch and jerk your cock off to the scene alongside Ramon.
Sohee gets spun around as her fiancé lets you take a turn on her next. Toni grabs her head and shoves his cock in her face as her belly now faces upward and her lower body is wide open for you to take it. And you don't disappoint, lifting her body and pounding her pussy while Toni makes Sohee choke on his cock, her fiancé laughing in the background as Sohee gets freely used by both your cocks.
"AHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHHH, YEAHHHH." Sohee screams as you soon switch to fucking her fat ass while Toni keeps pounding her throat balls deep. All her fiancé does is laugh. Sohee lets out another scream as Toni grabs her and puts her body right on Ramon's lap, and soon he shoves his cock in her ass.
But things didn't stop there as Toni quickly flipped around and put his cock in Sohee's pussy. "Oh fuck, straight to the fucking DP?" Sohee says as both spaniard cocks stuff her at the same time. "Me gusta demasiado ser follada por grandes pollas españolas," she follows it up with some spanish.7
"Put that fucking cock close to her mouth," Sohee tells you as she already goes airtight, and you pound her throat like crazy. "FUCK THOSE HOLES, USE ME LIKE A SLUT, FASTER, FASTER," she commands as soon as your cock slightly slips out of her mouth. Ramon and Toni act like a perfect duo, using Sohee's ass and pussy to perfection. Her fiancé follows suit as he takes Toni's place in her pussy. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK." Sohee tries to scream but your cock muffles her mouth.
You enjoy watching Sohee scream as she gets stuffed like a holiday dinner, putting your balls in her face and making her lick it while she gets relentlessly pounded on both her holes. You slap your cok in her face, and she reaches to massage your butthole from behind. "GIVE ME ALL THOSE COCKS," she keeps commanding. "You mean like that?" her fiance asks, choking her and pounding her pussy even harder. "YES, LIKE THAT," she answers.
"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, FUCK, PUT THOSE FUCKING COCKS IN ME," Sohee screams. You finally get your turn in her pussy as Ramon is more than happy to keep proving the anal anchor role in the DP for a little longer. Sohee puts her legs up and spreads them, welcoming your meat in her pussy. "Ah yeah, you guys want to stuff me so bad," Sohee says as you stretch her pussy out and slap and grope her tits, her fiancé staring at her hot body getting used and choking her.
"AHHHH, HARDER, HARDER," Sohee keeps demanding as she seems unfazed by the crazy DP that she's taking, truly a top-notch slut. "YES, CHOKE ME LIKE ABTICH," Sohee says as she jerks her fiancé's dick. As Ramon takes a little break from Sohee's loosened-up asshole and rubs his cock in her fat buttcheeks, you seize the opportunity and take his place inside her butthole. "YES, YES, FUCK MY ASS," Sohee says.
The traffic of cocks around Sohee's fuckhole is like rush hour on a congested highway. Too many cocks for too little space. Each guy just instinctively fitting his cock in the first hole that comes open, no matter if it is her ass, pussy, or mouth. "AHHHHH FUCK," she screams as both you and Ramon get in her ass at the same time, but Toni is quickly there to shut her mouth, and her fiancé comes in to insert just a little of his cock in her pussy, meaning Sohee experiences an airtight triple penetration even if for just a little.
You guys reset things up for another round as you sit on the couch, and Sohee immediately goes in your direction, impaling her pussy on your dick. "GIVE ME ALL THOSE COCKS," she commands and quickly gets, getting swarmed in just a couple seconds as her fiancé penetrates her ass and Toni and Ramon stuff her mouth balls deep.
"OH FUCK, THAT'S IT. OH MY GOD USE MY ASS," Sohee screams really loud as her fiance gives her butthole crazy angry thrusts, maybe he doesn't like having her getting passed around by all those guys that much and is punishing her. You seize the opportunity and pump up Sohee's push as her body gets thrown hard into yours and the couch. You spread her ass and anchor another DP as Sohee gets her butthole stretched out by Ramon while Toni fucks her face. "AH FUCK," she screams again as they pound her fat ass at full speed and then take turns feeding it for Sohee to taste as she remains airtight at all moments.
You and Ramon switch positions and give Sohee the perfect airtight DP, so much so that her fiancé starts filming it as you grab her waist and pound Sohee's big fat butt, Ramon thrusts into her pussy, and Toni fucks her face, all three cocks working in perfect sync and using her like the perfect big butt slut she is. "FUCKKKKKK, YES, YES, YES, PUT THOSE COCKS IN MY HOLES," she screams. I LOVE IT," she screams, getting messier ad messier while you let her fiance pound her ass too.
The DP continues for a few more minutes as Sohee gets passed around like a hot potato, you, her fiancé, and Toni happily taking turns between her ass and her mouth while Ramon just chills at the bottom, fucking her pussy. The truth is there is no better position than cowgirl to stuff Sohee, as her fat ass stands out amidst all those cocks fighting to penetrate her naughty fuckholes while she gets drilled hard, her butt spanked until her flesh pops out, her face completely wasted and sweaty as your cocks can't stop using it like an onahole. "AH, AH, AH, AH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Sohee screams each time a cock is out of her mouth. She keeps with this tune until you surprise her with a sudden move.
"AHHHH, TWO COCKS IN MY PUSSY?" Sohee exclaims, and indeed she's right, as both you and Ramon now stretch her cunt together. "Hopefully," you say, spanking her ass as her pussy. "OH FUCK, YEAH, TWO COCKS IN MY FUCKING PUSSY, THAT'S SO GOOD, FUCK YES, USE THAT FUCKING PUSSY," she says as she chokes on Toni's cock while both you and Ramon stretch her cunt to the fullest, you adding a thumb to her asshole, spoiling your next move.
Sohee sits in her fiancé's lap as she moves her head from side to side, taking turns stuffing her mouth with Toni and Ramon's cocks. Meanwhile, you stay behind her stuffing her fat ass. "AHHHH FUCKKK," she screams as she knows no one fucks that big ass better than you do in that position, using her butthole to please yourself in the most animalesque way possible.
"OH, THAT'S DEEP," Sohee screams as you sodomize her like crazy. "STUFF THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE," she keeps demanding, you taking it hard while her fiancé pumps her pussy. "AHHHHH, FUCKKK, AHHHHH, AHHHH, OH MY GOD," she keeps screaming as her butthole gets loosed up.
FUCKKKKK, TWO FUCKING COCKS IN MY PUSSY AGAIN," Sohee celebrates as Toni takes your place and stuffs her from behind right in her pussy while she savors the taste of her asshole from your cock. He then switches to her ass and pounds Sohee hard, making her scream and spanking it. "Taste it, bitch," he says.
Toni gives his cock to Sohee for her to taste while Ramon fucks her ass. "YES, THERE YOU GO, THERE YOU GO," she screams. You spank her tits while her fiancé covers her face, allowing you to get around and stick your cock back in Sohee's cunt. "YES, YES, USE ALL MY FUCKING HOLES," she commands as she receives a sideways DP from you and Ramon. "She can take it anywhere," her fiancé says.
"What are you saying?" Sohee's fiancé pokers her as Toni stuffs his cock in her mouth, balls deep, and puts her airtight again. "FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER," Sohee screams as soon as her mouth is uncovered. "You want to ride all of us one by one?" Toni asks her as Sohee agrees to jump on his cock.
Toni grabs Sohee's body and fucks her pussy. "Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck," she repeatedly says as he hammers his cock upwards in her cunt, Sohee masturbating herself to cope with the heat. "AHHHHHHHHHH YEAH," she screams as he keeps going. "Next cock," Toni says, giving her ass a little tap as Sohee moves to you and you pound her pussy in a similar manner. "AHHHH, YES, YES, YES," she says. "Next guy," Ramon says, as it's his turn, putting Sohee a little sideways and pounding her pussy. "Use your feet and jerk his cock off," he orders as he switches to her ass while she performs a footjob on her fiancé. Finally, her fiancé shoves his cock in her ass and pounds her to oblivion.
"Go, go, go, keep going," the guys cheer on Sohee as her fat ass gets destroyed. "OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AHHHHHH," Sohee screams as she gets drilled hard. "Can you do it, slut?" Ramon asks. "Turn around; I'm going to fuck your pussy," Ramon says as Sohee gets back to his cock, and he spanks her ass while pounding her stretched-out cunt. But he doesn't get back to you as her fiancé comes in and stuffs her ass alongside him.
"Turn around," you tell Sohee as your turn comes, upset that he had to wait a little bit more. You put her in a full nelson and pound her asshole at full speed, Sohee smiling. "Oh fuck, I like that; stretch that fucking ass, yes, hit your fucking balls in my pussy like that," Sohee begs.
"You wanna put your cock in there? I want your cock in there too," Sohee tells Toni as he domes in and delivers a second dick in her ass. "Oh yeah, you want it in my ass?" Sohee asks, very excited, as you anchor her in the DP, and Toni pounds her asshole hard.
"DON'T FUCKING STOP, TWO FUCKING COCKS IN MY ASS, AHHHHH, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," Sohee screams as she gets pumped hard. You and Toni reach your hands into her pussy and start building her juices up until she explodes in a squirting fountain. "Come for us, bitch; there you go," you say as she squirts.
"YOU GUYS ARE SO DEEP IN MY FUCKING HOLES, AHHHHH," Sohee screams again as her fiancé and Ramon now take turns fucking her ass and pounding her, pressing her body to the couch, her fiancé extremely jealous and wanting to split her in half. "OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," she keeps screaming. Toni is next as he takes her sideways in her ass, making her tits bounce hard as he drills her like an animal.
Sohee keeps getting passed around, landing with her head on the ground as you pound her ass in a pile driver position. "Open that ass, show me your fucking hole," you say. Sohee is a screaming mess as you toy with her, switching between her ass and pussy. One guy pulls out; another comes in as the pile-driving assfucking keeps going for many minutes. Sohee can't even think straight at this moment, as she's the best birthday gift she could get. "Squirt for us again, slut," you demand of her.
"Let me take you up," Ramon brings Sohee back on her feet only to quickly lift her in the air and insert his cock in her pussy again. You come from behind and stuff her in the ass, giving Sohee a standing DP. "Oh my God," Sohee moans as she's about to get double stuffed again. "You take it so fucking well," Ramon says as she bounces on both cocks, you also groping her tits. "Put it in that fucking hole right there," she demands as she gets carried in the air and rides both cocks like a pro.
"Vamos a follar a esta puta hasta que no pueda caminar," Toni tells Ramon as the Spaniard duo now shares Sohee, her back at the lifted spit-roasting position at the very beginning of the gangbang, Ramon drilling her ass while Toni drills her face. Once they are done, Toni brings Sohee back to the couch. "Put your ass up," he demands. Sohee obliges as she keeps screaming like a whore, her fat ass once again in prime position for more drilling.
"Hey guys, let's fuck that ass a little more," you tell. "You want to fuck it right there?" Sohee asks as she fists her butthole, loosening it up further for more anal bombardment. You try to stick your cock and double-stuff her ass alongside her fist, but it's so deep you have to settle for her pussy. Sohee then opens her ass, and you fuck her, gaping her hard as you mount on top of her and hit her balls deep in the ass. "AHHHH OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THAT'S DEEP," Sohee screams.
The other guys follow suit as they take turns fucking Sohee's ass. She can't even walk at this point, her hair completely messed as she gets drilled nonstop. "There you go, fuck yeah, AHHHHHH," Sohee moans. The guys spit on her butthole, play, and take their cocks in and out of it, drill it hard, spit roast her, fuck her face, and do anything they can to use Sohee's sexy, slutty body, and especially her fat bubble butt, they do.
The guys keep taking turns fucking Sohee on all fours, spanking her ass hard, and switching between her throbbing cunt and her used-up asshole. She's on the verge of collapsing, but you guys don't stop. You make Sohee rim your asshole as Ramon sticks it in her pussy and Toni comes in from behind for a sideways DP this time. "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK YES, RIGHT THERE," Sohee screams as the two Spaniards double-stuff her, and you impale her mouth with your sword, her husband now just watching as she gets used like a fuckdoll.
"We need to try one last thing with this bitch," you tell both Toni and Ramon. Sohee gets on all fours on the couch, and the cocks start coming in. First Ramon, then Toni, then yours, and soon, she announces.
"OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH MY GOD, OHHHHH," Sohee screams endlessly. "What's going on?" you ask her. "I'VE GOT THREE COCKS IN MY ASS," she says as your cock, Ramon's, and Toni's fight for the very little space in Sohee's ass.
"Let's try again," you say as you guys reorganize yourselves to fit your cocks deeper in Sohee's ass. "OH MY GOD, OH, MY GOD, OH MY GOD," she goes back to screaming as she gets triple penetrated. If there is one fat ass worth of having three big cocks stretching it out, it has to be Sohee's. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK, THREEE FUCKING COCKS IN MY ASS AGAIN," she tries to scream, but this time her fiancé is there to cover her mouth.
All guys fuck. Sohee's face hard following the triple stuffing, turning her into nothing but a cock whore. "Don't stop for a second," you say as her mouth once again becomes a cock repository. Sohee is completely out of breath, and you guys are also very close to draining your balls, as Ramon soon announces.
"Vamos a llenar a esta puta de semen," the Spaniard says as Sohee dives from cock to cock to have one final taste of those thick pricks. "Give me all that fucking cum, cover my face; I want this for my birthday," she begs. It doesn't take long for Sohee to get the first load, a big fat blast from her fiancé. "Give me more, give me more," she begs. Next is Ramon, as he glazes her eyes and the left side of her face, full of cum. "Yeah, get it in my fucking eyes," she says. Toni follows suit and surprises Sohee with a bullseye shot on the right side before you finish it off with a big blast right in the center of her face. "Happy birthday, Sohee, you bubble butt cumslut," you say to her, covering her face with your sperm just seconds before the clock strikes midnight and a new year starts.
"That was a wonderful dinner," Ramon says afterwards. Sohee agrees, so she makes a proposal. "Let's do it every month," she says. And indeed, the two Spaniards decided to make sure to make it happen, as they signed the contract with Sohee's fiancé company with a clause that read.
"He must let us gangbang his fiancée/future wife every month.".
[JUX-794] Mischievous teacher Kang Seulgi, after school ganbang! Lots of cream pies!
(Kang Seulgi X Male Students feat. TripleS Kotone)
The first snow of December falls steadily outside the frosted windows, quieting the world in a blanket of white. The heater hums faintly in the corner, but it’s losing its battle against the cold. Students shuffle into the room slowly, hands buried in their jacket pockets, faces flushed from the biting air. The class feels sleepy and subdued. Except for the back row.
Kang Seulgi enters with her usual composure, the click of her brown heels sharp against the silence. She sets a neat stack of books on the desk, brushing a strand of her orange hair behind her ear before peeling off her coat. Beneath it, she’s dressed with deliberate precision: a silky brown blouse that clings just enough and tight brown leather shorts that cut high on her smooth, bare thighs.
The contrast is striking. Warm layers on everyone else, while she stands there as though immune to the cold. Her round glasses frame her sharp gaze as she finally looks up.
“Good morning."
Seulgi says softly, her voice cutting through the muted hush.
“We’re continuing with evolution today. Open your books to page 54.”
The students comply, the sound of pages turning filling the room. But the boys in the back; Jaehyun, Minho, Jiho, Hyunwoo, and Seungmin; sit still and quiet, their jackets loose, ties undone. Their books remain closed, pens idle. They’ve made no effort to look interested, but Seulgi doesn’t acknowledge them.
She turns her back to the class and begins writing in large, fluid letters on the whiteboard: Natural Selection. Adaptation. Competition.
“In biology,"
She talks, evenly underlining the word Adaptation.
“natural selection determines who thrives and who doesn’t. It isn’t always the strongest who survive. It’s those who know how to adapt.”
Her voice is calm, almost melodic, but the rhythm of her movements is deliberate. She stretches slightly to underline a point, her blouse dipping faintly at the back. The motion feels natural, unremarkable to most. But she knows the back row is watching. She finishes writing and caps the marker with a snap.
“Now, let’s start with a quick recap.”
The minutes tick by slowly as Seulgi explains the core principles of evolution. The heater hums louder, groaning as though in complaint, but the room remains cold. Some students yawn quietly, their pens moving lazily over their notebooks.
Seulgi leans back against the edge of her desk, resting one hand beside her as she crosses her legs slowly at the knee. The motion is smooth, deliberate, and reveals the full length of her bare, toned thighs. The leather of her shorts catches the soft light filtering through the window, dark and sleek against her skin.
Her other hand adjusts the glasses on her nose as she continues.
“The environment decides which traits are an advantage. For instance, animals in cold climates adapt by growing thicker coats or conserving energy.”
A pause.
“In this case,"
She adds, her tone soft but edged.
“you could say survival is about knowing how to endure... or how to stand out.”
The words seem to settle heavily in the air. From the back, Jaehyun shifts faintly in his seat, dragging a boot noisily against the floor before stopping. Minho runs his fingers absently through his hair, though his gaze hasn’t moved from the front of the room. Hyunwoo’s pen is still, the cap flicked on and off in slow rhythm.
Seulgi knows what she's been doing to them for the last couple weeks. But she doesn't even grant the five of them a glance. She focuses instead on a stack of papers, as if oblivious to the tension.
Halfway through the lesson, Seulgi moves to the board again. She uncaps the marker, poised to add another word to her now pretty large collection of keywords: Selection.
The marker slips suddenly from her fingers, tumbling noisily to the floor.
“Oh."
She murmurs softly, pretending to be surprised.
Without hesitation, she bends at the waist to retrieve it. The movement is deliberate yet measured. Her blouse stretching faintly as she leans forward, the hem of her dark leather shorts lifting just enough to reveal the perfect shape of her bare thighs. For a second, just a second, there’s a faint glimpse of lace peeking above the line of her shorts. Black lace. That seems to hug her thighs perfectly underneath her shorts. The shape of her perfect ass makes the experience even more rewarding.
The silence that follows is deafening.
From the back, someone’s chair creaks faintly. Jaehyun sits perfectly still, his eyes fixed firmly on the edge of his desk. Minho stares straight ahead, though the faintest movement in his jaw betrays him. Jiho’s fingers pause mid-tap on his notebook, the rhythm forgotten.
Seulgi straightens slowly, marker in hand, and brushes a strand of hair over her shoulder. Her face remains perfectly neutral, as though nothing happened at all.
“Let’s continue."
She says smoothly, turning back to the board.
Toward the end of class, the lesson turns to competition as a key driver of natural selection.
“Competition isn’t always obvious."
Seulgi explains, sitting on the edge of her desk once again. This time, her posture is looser, more relaxed. One heel dangling lazily from her foot as her legs cross. The motion draws subtle attention to the clean line of her thighs, their smoothness standing out in stark contrast to the winter cold everyone else seems to be hiding from. She taps a finger lightly against the edge of the desk, as though in thought.
“Sometimes, survival depends on subtle advantages. A trait that sets one apart from the rest, even if no one notices it at first.”
She allows the words to hang for a moment, brushing her fingers idly along the hem of her blouse. She only barely moves her collar a little to the side. Just the slightest hint of her tits reveal the lack of a bra.
“Nature rewards the clever, the resilient, and those who can endure.”
From the back row, Jaehyun’s pencil rolls off his desk. He doesn’t pick it up right away. Hyunwoo exhales through his nose, sitting back with an expression carefully blank. Minho slouches lower in his chair, his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he looks out the window.
After an otherwise uneventful rest of the class, the shrill ring of the bell cuts through the stillness, breaking the calm atmosphere in an instant. Students jolt upright, snapping their books shut and packing up quickly. Seulgi uncrosses her legs slowly, sliding off the edge of her desk as she gathers her papers.
“Read pages 54 to 60 for homework. We’ll continue on Monday.”
The class empties slowly, students trudging toward the door. The back row lingers longer, as always. Jaehyun is the last to stand, slinging his bag over one shoulder and pausing just long enough to glance back at the desk. His expression gives nothing away.
When the door finally clicks shut, Seulgi exhales softly. She sets her papers neatly in a folder and picks up the red marker, turning it over in her fingers with a faint smile. They're close to breaking already.
The lunch bell echoes through the school, signaling a rare pocket of freedom for the students. The once-quiet halls turn chaotic as voices bounce off the walls, lockers slam shut, and footsteps patter quickly toward the cafeteria. The winter wind howls faintly outside, making the warmth of the building feel like a reluctant escape from the cold.
In the middle of it all, Seulgi walks with slow, deliberate steps.
Her outfit today is different from last week. Still professional but tailored to perfection. She wears a crisp, white blouse with the sleeves rolled neatly to her elbows. A slim black pinstripe vest hugs her torso, cinched with small silver buckles at her sides. Her short pleated skirt, just daring enough, grazes the tops of her bare thighs, leaving smooth skin visible with every stride. A loose black tie drapes over her blouse, and her tall black boots add a confident edge to the look. Her hair is sleek and straight today, cascading past her shoulders like liquid ink. The glasses perched on her nose frame her face, lending her the illusion of untouchable composure.
The sound of her boots clicks with every step as she makes her way toward the teacher's restroom, moving through the chaos with unbothered grace.
Near the far end of the hallway, the same five boys hang around the lockers like they own the place. Their jackets hang open over their uniforms, ties barely in place, looking perfectly disheveled in a way that only makes them stand out more.
As Seulgi rounds the corner, the sound of her heels cuts through the din of students moving past.
“Shit. There she is again."
Minho mutters under his breath, nudging Jaehyun with his elbow.
Jaehyun tilts his head back against the lockers, his lips twitching into a faint smirk as his eyes follow Seulgi.
“She’s been looking good lately.”
“Looking good?”
Jiho scoffs, his gaze shamelessly trailing up her legs. The short skirt shows off just enough to hint at her plump cheeks.
"That girl has cake.”
He feels Minho's elbow in his ribs a second later.
Hyunwoo snorts, biting back a laugh.
“No wonder she wears skirts like that. She knows what she’s doing.”
Seungmin shakes his head faintly, though his expression mirrors theirs.
“Teachers aren’t supposed to look like that, man.”
Jaehyun chuckles lowly, finally dragging his eyes away as Seulgi disappears down the hall.
“Doesn’t seem like she cares what’s ‘supposed to’ happen.”
Their laughter blends into the noise of the hallway, but Seulgi doesn’t acknowledge them. She doesn’t turn her head, doesn’t falter in her stride. She hears them though. She always hears them.
And maybe that’s part of why she does it.
The teacher's restroom is quiet, a stark contrast to the buzz of the hallway outside. The heavy door clicks shut behind her, sealing Seulgi into stillness. She exhales softly, setting her bag down on the sink as she steps toward the mirror.
The reflection staring back at her is calculated: the perfect balance between sharp professionalism and something far less innocent. The white blouse clings perfectly under the vest, the short skirt flaring just enough to draw attention to the smooth, bare skin of her thighs. Her tie hangs loosely over her chest, like a deliberate afterthought, while her straight hair frames her face in soft contrast to the sharpness of her outfit.
Seulgi’s fingers brush the hem of her skirt lightly, smoothing the fabric down as she studies herself.
“That girl has cake.”
The words echo faintly in her mind. She should be disgusted. She should be offended. But instead, her lips curve into the faintest, most secretive of smiles.
She doesn’t understand why she feels this way. Why the thrill of being noticed has started to creep under her skin like an addiction. It’s not the boys themselves. She knows what kind of attention they’re giving her. It’s rude, thoughtless, the kind of thing she would’ve shut down immediately if they said it to her face.
And yet...
Her fingers tighten faintly against the edge of the sink as she leans forward, letting her gaze drift over her reflection.
It’s the power she likes. The quiet control.
Outside, the world sees a perfect teacher. A young professional with sharp glasses and flawless composure. But here, now, with the door shut and the mirror reflecting every inch of her body, she can admit the truth: she enjoys the attention. She enjoys being seen.
What’s wrong with me?
She doesn’t have an answer.
When Seulgi leaves the bathroom, the hallway has quieted. Most students have already gathered in the cafeteria, leaving only a handful lingering by their lockers or walking toward the stairs.
The boys are gone, though their presence still feels like a shadow in the back of her mind. Seulgi adjusts her tie, brushing it against the edge of her blouse as she walks. The sound of her boots echoes faintly in the empty corridor.
She tells herself it doesn’t matter.
They’re just kids. Troublemakers.
But as she steps into the faculty lounge, greeted by the hum of conversation between colleagues, the secret thrill still lingers under her skin.
Let them look. Let them talk.
Her expression remains neutral, calm, untouchable.
No one would ever know.
The classroom hums with faint energy, though no one is talking. Outside, snow continues to fall in quiet sheets, blurring the window panes with thin streaks of white. The heater groans in the corner, the weak warmth unable to compete with the sharp winter chill seeping through the walls.
Seulgi stands in front of the whiteboard, her marker gliding across its surface in smooth, deliberate strokes. The words Evolutionary Strategies are written in clean, confident lettering, underlined twice with a sharp flick of her wrist. She’s wearing a burgundy fitted dress today, cinched perfectly at the waist to show off her shape. The short hem sits daringly high on her thighs, her legs bare and smooth beneath the fluorescent lights. Her lace-up black heels climb elegantly up to her knees, the ribbons hugging her skin like intricate vines. Combined with the soft, sheer sleeves of her dress and her perfectly straightened hair, Seulgi looks like something out of place in the winter-drab classroom. More like a model in a magazine than a teacher lecturing on biology.
She caps the marker with a soft snap, turning back to face the room. Her gaze sweeps over the students, who sit slumped at their desks. Most look half-asleep, their notebooks open but empty. The back row remain sprawled casually in their seats, arms folded, their books closed like accessories instead of tools for learning.
“For the next part of today’s class,"
She begins, leaning back lightly against the edge of her desk.
“I want you to work individually.”
She pauses, letting the faint murmur of discontent die before continuing.
“Turn to page 67 in your textbooks."
Seulgi crosses her arms loosely over her chest. The action draws subtle attention to the curve of her waist, though she doesn’t seem to notice. Or care.
“I want you to summarize three key strategies that species use to survive: mimicry, camouflage, and dominance.”
The faint groans of protest begin to rise, but Seulgi taps the cap of the marker against the edge of the desk. An unspoken signal to get moving.
“You have fifteen minutes. Use your time wisely.”
As pages start flipping and pens begin scratching across notebooks, Seulgi pushes herself off the desk and begins walking between the rows. Her heels click faintly against the floor with each step, the sound soft yet deliberate. Her gaze moves over the students, her expression calm but observant as she scans their work. Most of them avoid her eyes, their focus on their textbooks, but the back row is different.
The five boys haven’t opened their books.
Seulgi stops behind Seungmin’s desk first. His posture is as lazy as ever, arms folded tightly over his chest as he stares blankly at the textbook he hasn’t touched.
“Seungmin."
She says quietly, leaning just slightly over his shoulder.
“You’re not even pretending to work today.”
Her voice is light, teasing almost, but the proximity of her presence makes him shift slightly in his seat. Her hand grazes the back of his chair as she steps closer, her fingers brushing the cool metal.
“I’d start writing. Unless you want to stay behind after class.”
Seungmin clears his throat faintly, finally picking up his pen as she steps away.
Next, Seulgi moves toward Jaehyun’s desk. He’s leaning back casually in his chair, arms draped loosely over the backrest, his expression blank but his eyes sharp as they flick toward her. His textbook is open, but the pages are untouched.
Seulgi pauses beside him, her heels coming to a quiet stop.
“You look very focused, Jaehyun."
She says, her tone neutral but edged with faint amusement.
Without waiting for a response, she leans over slightly to glance at his desk, one hand resting lightly on the edge for balance. Her posture is calm, unbothered. But her proximity doesn’t go unnoticed.
Her hand shifts, and for the briefest second, her fingertips brush against Jaehyun’s shoulder as she straightens. The touch is featherlight, gone almost as soon as it happens, but Jaehyun freezes. His lazy slouch interrupted as he tenses faintly.
“Keep it up."
Seulgi murmurs softly, as though offering praise.
Jaehyun doesn’t say anything. His eyes linger on the hem of her dress for half a second before darting back to his desk, his hand moving to his pen as though trying to regain his focus.
Seulgi’s heels click softly as she walks away.
Minho is next. He’s slouched deep in his seat, his long legs stretched lazily under the desk. His pen twirls between his fingers, though he hasn’t written a word.
Seulgi stops beside him, tilting her head faintly. “Is that worksheet just for decoration, Minho?”
Minho looks up, his gaze flicking lazily to her.
“I’m still thinking."
He mutters, though the faint grin on his lips suggests otherwise.
Seulgi raises an eyebrow, leaning slightly forward so her fingers rest on the edge of his desk. Her hair falls softly over her shoulder, close enough for Minho to notice the faint scent of her perfume. Light, clean, and distinctly feminine.
“Well, don’t take too long. Time’s running out.”
Her voice is calm, but as she straightens, she lets her gaze linger for just a moment. Her expression unreadable, her posture poised.
Minho stares back, his casual grin faltering just slightly as his hand fumbles with the pen.
The sharp ring of the bell cuts through the quiet. Students jerk upright, grabbing their books and bags with hurried movements.
“Finish what you didn’t complete at home."
Seulgi calls as they begin filing out.
“I’ll be collecting it next time.”
The back row lingers as always. Jaehyun is the last to stand, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he moves toward the door. His gaze flicks toward the desk where Seulgi still sits, though he says nothing as he walks past.
When the room finally empties, the faintest smile is tugging at her lips as she leans back on her hands. She tilts her head back slightly, staring up at the ceiling as she exhales a slow, measured breath. The tension she’s been holding begins to unravel, piece by piece.
Her gaze lowers toward the rows of empty desks, lingering on the seats at the back of the room. Jaehyun. Minho. Jiho. Hyunwoo. Seungmin. Their presence lingers even now, like shadows etched into the fabric of the space. She can still feel the weight of their eyes on her. The stolen glances, the way they’d shifted under her touch.
What are you doing?
The question rises again, unbidden and sharp, but Seulgi shoves it down. She straightens her posture, sliding off the desk slowly. Her heels hit the floor with a soft click, grounding her. The sound feels louder now in the empty room, almost deafening.
She paces toward the whiteboard and begins wiping it clean, her movements slow and methodical. The words she wrote earlier: Mimicry, Camouflage, Dominance, disappear under her hand, as though erasing the evidence of the hour that just passed. And yet, she can’t erase the way her heart still beats just a little too fast.
Seulgi pauses midway through cleaning the board, her hand resting loosely against the marker tray. Her reflection stares back at her faintly from the glass window of the board. Unruffled, poised, perfectly composed. But behind the carefully crafted exterior, there’s something else.
A spark of something dangerous.
Seulgi swallows hard, her fingers tightening faintly around the eraser. She’s not stupid. She knows exactly what she’s doing. Walking that invisible line, teasing just enough to make them look. To make them react. She feels it every time she leans too close, every time her fingers brush against a desk or a shoulder. The thrill hums beneath her skin like a current she can’t shut off.
It isn’t about the boys. It never was.
It’s about the power.
That quiet, intoxicating control she has over the room. Over them.
But what scares her most is how much she enjoys it.
Seulgi turns away from the board and walks toward the window, the tall glass panes fogged faintly at the edges from the cold outside. Her heels echo softly across the floor, every step precise and deliberate. She stops in front of the window, her arms crossing loosely over her chest as she gazes out at the snow-covered courtyard below.
Her reflection stares back at her, sharper now in the cold light. The burgundy dress clings to her figure, the rich fabric catching the dull glow from the overcast sky. The ribbons of her lace-up heels crisscross like ink against her bare skin, accentuating every curve of her calves.
For a brief moment, she wonders what she looks like through their eyes.
Is she still their teacher? The composed, untouchable figure standing at the front of the room? Or is she something else entirely?
Her lips press into a thin line, her breath fogging faintly against the glass.
Why does it feel so good to be seen?
Seulgi doesn’t have an answer. All she knows is that it’s a feeling she can’t shake. The same feeling that leaves her lingering in the empty classroom long after the bell has rung.
She raises a hand absently, brushing her hair back over her shoulder as she leans her forehead lightly against the cold window.
After a moment, Seulgi turns back toward the room. Her gaze drifts toward the back row of desks, where Jaehyun had been sitting just minutes earlier. The desk is empty now, the chair pushed back slightly as though he’d left in a hurry.
She steps towards it slowly, the sound of her heels muffled against the tiled floor. She doesn’t know why she’s walking there. She tells herself she’s simply tidying up, ensuring everything is in its place.
But when she stops in front of Jaehyun’s desk, she hesitates.
Her fingertips trail faintly along the edge of the desk as though testing something invisible.
A sharp knock at the door startles her, and Seulgi pulls her hand back quickly, her heart leaping in her chest. The door creaks open, and one of her colleagues, Mr. Kim from the science department, peeks inside.
“Seulgi-ssi? You’re still here?”
She clears her throat softly, forcing a calm smile onto her face as she turns to face him.
“Just wrapping up."
Mr. Kim nods, glancing once at the empty desks before pulling the door fully open.
“Don’t stay too long. It’s freezing out there.”
“I won’t."
As the door closes again, sealing her back into the empty room, Seulgi exhales. The faint smile fades from her lips as she adjusts the hem of her dress absentmindedly, smoothing it down before turning back toward the front of the room.
She gathers her books and her bag, her movements mechanical as she stacks everything neatly on the desk. But as she prepares to leave, she pauses, glancing once more at the back row of seats.
The thrill still lingers under her skin, warm and unsettling. Seulgi shakes her head faintly, forcing herself to move toward the door.
It’s nothing, she tells herself. Just a game.
But as she steps out into the empty hallway, the echo of her heels against the floor sounds louder than before, as though the classroom hasn’t let her go just yet.
The bell rings, loud and sharp, breaking through the tension that has been lingering in the air for the past hour.
Seulgi sets down her marker and steps back from the whiteboard, brushing faint dust from her yellow plaid blazer. Her skirt, just short enough to skim her thighs, shifts as she walks toward her desk. She doesn’t miss the way the back row lingers. How Jaehyun leans back in his chair lazily, his sharp eyes flicking up from his notebook to follow her movements. How Minho mutters something under his breath to Jiho, earning a faint smirk.
She can feel it. The way their gazes have changed. It’s heavier now. Deliberate. Not the usual distracted glances or harmless stares.
It makes the room feel smaller somehow, the air more stifling.
“Make sure to finish your notes."
Seulgi says, her voice even but faintly clipped as she gathers her papers.
"We’ll review them tomorrow.”
Chairs scrape against the floor as students rise and shuffle toward the door, but the back row takes their time. Jaehyun is the last to move, pushing his chair back slowly, his gaze lingering just a moment too long as he slings his bag over his shoulder.
“See you next time, Miss Kang."
Seulgi pretends not to notice the flicker of amusement in his voice, the faint smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. She watches as the five of them finally saunter out of the room, their voices low as they talk amongst themselves.
She exhales softly once the door clicks shut, the tension dissolving into the quiet. But the feeling doesn’t leave her.
What’s gotten into them?
The five of them crowd into an empty corner near the vending machines during the break, their voices low but animated.
“That outfit though."
Jiho mutters with a grin, shaking his head as he cracks open a can of soda.
“See through? She knows what she’s doing.”
“It’s not just the clothes."
Minho replies, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
“She’s been teasing us for weeks. You think she doesn’t notice the way we look at her?”
Jaehyun tilts his head, his sharp gaze narrowing thoughtfully.
“Maybe she does. Or maybe she’s just playing around, seeing how far she can push us.”
Hyunwoo finally speaks up, his voice quiet but firm.
"She doesn’t take us seriously. We’re just kids to her.”
The group falls silent for a beat, the words settling uncomfortably.
Jiho scoffs, kicking lightly at the base of the vending machine.
"Well, she’s wrong. We’re not kids.”
“We should let her know that."
Jaehyun says evenly, pushing off the wall with a faint smirk.
“If she’s going to tease us, maybe it’s time we tease her back.”
Seungmin raises an eyebrow.
“And how exactly are we going to do that?”
Jaehyun shrugs, his expression unreadable. “You’ll see. Let’s see how she handles it when the roles are reversed.”
The next class is about to start, and the hallway is a flurry of movement. Students hurrying to their lockers, friends laughing as they weave through the crowd. The noise is chaotic, echoing off the linoleum floors and concrete walls.
Seulgi steps out of the staff room, clutching her binder against her chest as she navigates the crowd. Her heels click softly against the tile, her yellow plaid skirt and blazer standing out like a burst of color against the sea of navy uniforms. Beneath the blazer, her sheer black top hints at the faint curve of her chest, the pattern subtle yet noticeable when it catches the light.
She walks with her usual confidence, though the events of the last class still cling to her mind.
They’re acting differently.
As Seulgi rounds the corner, she almost collides with someone.
“Careful, Miss Kang.”
Jaehyun’s voice cuts through the hallway noise. He’s standing just ahead with the rest of the boys. Minho leaning casually against the lockers, Jiho with his hands shoved into his pockets, Hyunwoo and Seungmin flanking Jaehyun on either side.
The five of them seem to take up more space than they should, their postures loose but deliberate, their gazes fixed on her in a way that makes Seulgi pause.
“Excuse me."
She says smoothly, stepping aside to move past them.
But Jaehyun shifts slightly, his shoulder brushing hers as she passes. It’s subtle, barely enough to notice, but deliberate all the same.
“Heading to the next class?”
Minho asks, his voice low but edged with something faintly mocking.
“Or were you looking for us?”
Seulgi stops mid-step, turning just slightly to face them.
"Watch your tone."
She says quietly, though the calm edge in her voice feels thinner than usual.
Jiho grins.
“Relax, Miss Kang. We’re just saying hello.”
Seulgi narrows her gaze, straightening her posture.
“Then say it properly.”
Hyunwoo chuckles under his breath, earning a glance from Minho, who tilts his head.
“Sure. Hello, Miss Kang. You look... nice today.”
There’s something in the way he says it, casual, almost playful, that makes Seulgi’s breath hitch. For the first time, she feels like they’re seeing her differently. Like they aren’t backing down.
“Thank you."
Her fingers tighten slightly around her binder.
The boys exchange glances, faint smirks playing across their lips. Jaehyun takes one step closer. Not enough to invade her space, but enough to make her notice.
“See you around."
He says softly, his eyes holding hers for a second longer than necessary before he turns to walk away.
One by one, the others follow, their presence lingering even after they disappear into the next corridor.
Seulgi watches them go, her pulse thrumming in her ears. She doesn’t move immediately, standing frozen in the emptying hallway as the noise fades into background static.
What just happened?
They’ve never spoken to her like that before. Never looked at her like that before.
The balance feels like it’s shifting, and for the first time, Seulgi doesn’t know how to respond.
The sound of pens scratching across paper fills the classroom, punctuated by the occasional shuffle of notebooks and the faint hum of the heater. Outside, the snow has slowed, leaving the school grounds dusted in white.
Seulgi sits at her desk at the front of the room, her hands folded neatly over a stack of papers she’s been pretending to review for the past ten minutes. Her gaze drifts occasionally toward the whiteboard, where the topic of today’s biology lesson "Ecosystem Relationships" is written in her neat handwriting.
The students are working on a group assignment, their voices low as they discuss food chains and predator-prey dynamics. Normally, this would be her favorite part of the day, watching her students engage with the material she loves, feeling the quiet satisfaction of a job well done.
But today, her mind is elsewhere.
She can still feel the way they’d looked at her in the hallway earlier. The quiet confidence in their voices, the deliberate way they’d blocked her path without outright disrespecting her. Minho’s low comment, “You look nice today” echoes faintly in her ears, making her shift uncomfortably in her chair.
It’s not the words that unsettled her. It’s the way they’d said them. The way they’d looked at her.
Seulgi exhales softly, her fingers tightening around the edge of the desk. She tells herself it’s nothing. That they’re just boys being boys, testing boundaries the way teenagers always do.
But deep down, she knows it’s more than that.
They’re not backing down anymore.
Seulgi stands, smoothing the hem of her yellow plaid blazer as she walks toward the middle of the room. The students quiet slightly as she approaches, their heads bent over their worksheets.
“How’s it going?"
She asks a pair of girls near the front. Her voice is calm, composed, the perfect balance of authority and approachability.
“Good, we’re almost done.”
Seulgi nods, offering a faint smile before moving to the next group. She forces herself to focus on the present, pushing the earlier encounter to the back of her mind. But no matter how much she tries, the unease lingers, a faint, persistent hum under her skin.
When the bell rings, signaling the end of the period, Seulgi dismisses the class with her usual calm professionalism. But as the students file out, she can’t shake the tension that’s been building since the morning.
Later that afternoon, Seulgi sits across from the vice principal in the quiet staff room. The heater hums faintly in the corner, the warmth doing little to ease the tension in her chest.
“We need someone to oversee detention for the rest of December."
Seulgi blinks, caught off guard.
“Detention?”
“Yes."
He replies, sliding a clipboard toward her.
“Friday afternoons. It won’t take much time, just supervising a few students who need… extra guidance.”
She hesitates for a moment, her mind flickering back to the five boys from earlier. But she quickly shakes the thought away.
“Sure."
Seilgi offers a polite smile as she picks up the pen. “I can handle it.”
“Great."
The vice principal stands up as she signs her name.
“I’ll send you the list of students later today.”
The sun hangs low in the sky, its pale light casting long shadows across the snow-dusted grounds. Seulgi steps outside into the biting winter air, her heels crunching softly against the icy pavement as she makes her way toward the parking lot.
She’s exhausted. More from the weight of her thoughts than the day’s workload. The encounter in the hallway earlier still lingers in her mind, mingling uneasily with the memory of their stares during class.
As she nears her car, the faint sound of laughter catches her attention. She turns instinctively, her eyes drawn toward the football court at the edge of the school grounds.
They’re there.
Jaehyun leans casually against the goalpost, his posture relaxed but deliberate. Minho and Jiho are tossing a football back and forth, their movements lazy and unhurried, while Hyunwoo and Seungmin sit on the bleachers, their voices low as they chat.
Seulgi pauses, her breath catching faintly. She should keep walking, pretend she hasn’t noticed them. But her feet hesitate, her body caught between the familiar thrill of their attention and the quiet unease that has been growing all day.
It’s Jaehyun who notices her first. He straightens slightly, his sharp eyes locking onto hers across the distance. A faint smile tugs at his lips. Not mocking, but knowing.
“Miss Kang!”
Jiho calls, waving her over.
“Taking the long way home?”
Seulgi forces a smile, her fingers tightening around the strap of her bag as she steps closer. “Shouldn’t you all be heading home?”
“Shouldn’t you?”
Minho counters, his tone light but edged with something faintly playful.
She narrows her eyes slightly, though the faint warmth rising in her chest betrays her.
“I could say the same to you.”
Hyunwoo chuckles softly from the bleachers.
“It’s more fun out here.”
“Yeah."
Seungmin adds, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.
"Don’t tell me you’ve never stayed late to enjoy the quiet.”
Seulgi hesitates, the words catching her off guard.
“That’s not the point.”
Minho tosses the football once more to Jiho before stepping closer, his hands tucked loosely into his pockets.
“Relax, Miss Kang. We’re not causing trouble.”
Jaehyun pushes off the goalpost, his gaze steady as he approaches.
“It’s nice to see you outside the classroom for once."
“Is it?”
Seulgi raises an eyebrow.
Jaehyun nods, his faint smirk deepening.
"You look different out here.”
The words make her breath hitch faintly, though she quickly hides it behind a polite smile.
“I’m the same person, Jaehyun. You’re just imagining things.”
“Maybe."
His tone is unreadable.
The others chuckle softly, their laughter blending into the cold air as Seulgi adjusts her bag and takes a step back.
“You should all head home."
She says firmly, though her voice feels thinner than usual.
“We will. After you.”
Jiho grins at her.
Seulgi doesn’t respond. She turns and walks toward her car, her pulse thrumming under her skin as their voices fade behind her. But as she reaches the driver’s seat, she glances back over her shoulder.
They’re still there, watching her.
And for the first time, Seulgi wonders if she’s the one being teased.
The lunchroom hums with casual chatter and the faint clatter of cutlery against plates. Kang Seulgi sits at a long table near the window, her black off-shoulder dress a striking contrast against the muted winter light streaming in. The fabric hugs her curves just enough to be flattering but not inappropriate, and the gold buttons glint softly under the fluorescent lighting.
She picks at her salad absentmindedly, half-listening to the conversation around her. A few of her colleagues are discussing an upcoming school event, their voices pleasant but not enough to hold her attention. Her mind keeps drifting. To the way the boys had looked at her yesterday. To the way they talked with her, that still echoes faintly in her ears.
It’s not like her to get distracted. But there’s something about the way they’ve started acting lately. More deliberate, more... aware.
Her thoughts are interrupted by a burst of laughter from the hallway just outside the lunchroom. She glances up instinctively, her fork pausing mid-air as the sound grows louder.
And then she sees them.
The five of them walk past the open door in a loose, confident group, their voices carrying easily into the room. Jaehyun is in the lead, his broad shoulders squared and his sharp profile catching the light. Minho walks beside him, gesturing animatedly with his hands, while Jiho trails just behind, grinning at something Hyunwoo has said. Seungmin brings up the rear, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp as they flick toward the lunchroom for a brief second.
“She’s so hot."
Jiho mutters, loud enough for Seulgi to hear.
“Those legs."
Minho adds, his voice laced with admiration. “Seriously, who wears a dress like that to school?”
Jaehyun chuckles softly.
“Maybe she knows exactly what she’s doing.”
The words send a jolt through Seulgi’s chest. Her first instinct is to brush it off as harmless banter, the kind of talk teenage boys engage in without thinking. But something about their tone, the quiet confidence, the deliberate volume, makes her pause.
She sets her fork down carefully, her gaze following them as they disappear around the corner.
Her thoughts twist uncomfortably. For the first time, she doesn’t just think about their words or their looks. She thinks about them.
The way Jaehyun’s shoulders fill out his uniform blazer. The faint definition of Minho’s forearms when he rolls up his sleeves. How Hyunwoo’s quiet confidence seems to anchor the group, or the way Jiho’s smirk carries just enough charm to disarm anyone. Even Seungmin, the quietest of them, moves with an ease that feels deliberate.
They’re taller than her. All of them. Broader, stronger. It’s not something she’s ever let herself notice before.
But now that she’s thinking about it, she can’t stop.
It happens later that afternoon, just as the final bell rings. Seulgi is walking toward the staff room when she catches the faint scent of cigarette smoke drifting through the open hallway window.
She pauses, her brow furrowing as she follows the smell toward the back of the building. The small, secluded courtyard is barely used during school hours, and it doesn’t take long for her to spot the culprits.
There they are, huddled in a loose circle near the fence. Jiho is holding a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke curling lazily into the cold air, while Minho leans against the fence with his hands in his pockets.
Seulgi feels a surge of irritation, though she isn’t sure if it’s because of their blatant disregard for school rules or the faint thrill she feels at catching them in the act.
“Seriously?"
She steps into the courtyard. Her voice cuts through the air like a whip, and all five heads snap toward her.
Minho straightens immediately, his hand going to the back of his neck as he glances at Jaehyun, who doesn’t move. Jiho, ever the bold one, smirks faintly and stubs out the cigarette against the ground.
“Miss Kang."
Jaehyun says smoothly, his tone calm but edged with faint amusement.
"Didn’t see you there.”
“Clearly."
She replies, crossing her arms. Her gaze sweeps over them, her voice firm.
“Smoking on school grounds is against the rules. You know that.”
Hyunwoo shrugs, his posture unbothered.
“It’s just one cigarette.”
“One is enough."
She snaps, her frustration flaring.
“Detention. Three weeks. Every Friday after school.”
Jiho whistles low under his breath, but Minho elbows him sharply before he can say anything.
“Understood."
Jaehyun's tone is unreadable.
“Good."
Seulgi turns on her heel. But as she walks away, she can feel their eyes on her back, heavy and deliberate. Although, it's not really her back they are staring at, is it? She can almost sense how they're lifting the hem of her dress in their heads. How they're imagining what she's hiding underneath.
The first detention session begins later that afternoon. The classroom is cold and quiet, the fluorescent lights casting a harsh glow over the rows of desks. Seulgi sits at the teacher’s desk, her legs crossed as she reviews papers, doing her best to ignore the faint tension that hums in the air.
There are a few other students in the room. Three girls from another class and two boys from the football team. They’re seated at the front, diligently working on their assignments.
But it’s the boys in the back that have her attention.
Jaehyun, Minho, Jiho, Hyunwoo, and Seungmin are spread out across the last two rows, their postures relaxed but their gazes anything but. Seulgi doesn’t look at them directly, but she can feel it. Their eyes. Their focus. It isn’t like before. They aren’t just looking.
They’re observing.
Testing.
She shifts slightly in her seat, adjusting the hem of her dress as she pretends to focus on her work. But every movement feels amplified under their scrutiny, every click of her pen or shuffle of paper resonating louder than it should.
When the clock finally ticks past five, Seulgi stands and dismisses the group with a curt nod. The other students leave quickly, eager to escape the monotony of detention.
But the five of them take their time.
Jaehyun is the last to leave, his hand lingering on the doorframe as he turns back to glance at her. “See you next week, Miss Kang."
He says softly, his voice low enough that it feels like a promise.
Seulgi exhales slowly once the door clicks shut. She sinks into her chair, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk as she stares at the empty room.
For the first time, doubt creeps in.
You’ve teased them too much.
She knows it now. Knows that this isn’t just harmless fun anymore. They’ve crossed some invisible line, and she can feel the boundary between them beginning to blur.
And the scariest part is that she doesn’t know if she wants to stop it.
The bottle of red wine sits open on the coffee table, its deep, ruby liquid glinting faintly under the warm light of the living room. Seulgi is curled up on her couch, her legs tucked beneath her as she stares at the glass in her hand. The rich scent of the wine mingles with the faint chill in the air, but it does little to ease the knot in her chest.
She takes a slow sip, the warmth spreading down her throat and settling heavily in her stomach. Normally, this is her favorite way to unwind. A quiet evening at home, soft music playing in the background, a glass of something indulgent in her hand.
But tonight, the quiet feels oppressive. Her mind won’t stop racing.
The events of the day replay over and over again. Their voices in the hallway, the way they’d looked at her during detention, Jaehyun’s soft “See you next week” that had lingered in the air like smoke.
Seulgi presses her lips together, swirling the wine in her glass as she leans back against the cushions. For weeks now, she’d told herself it was harmless. The teasing, the outfits, the occasional comment that danced dangerously close to the line. It was all just a game.
But now, sitting alone in the dim light of her apartment, she knows it’s more than that.
They’ve crossed the line.
And so has she.
Seulgi closes her eyes, tilting her head back against the couch as the memories come rushing in.
The first time she’d worn something a little too tight to class, just to see if they’d notice. The way Jaehyun’s gaze had lingered a second too long, or how Jiho had muttered something under his breath that made Minho smirk.
The deliberate way she’d dropped her pen that day, bending over just enough to feel their eyes on her. The thrill that had sparked under her skin, the quiet satisfaction of knowing she could command their attention without saying a word.
She’d told herself it was nothing. That she was in control.
But today, in that cold detention room, she hadn’t felt in control at all.
What happens now?
Seulgi takes another sip of wine, her thoughts spiraling as she stares into the dark liquid. She knows she could stop this, could pull back, enforce stricter boundaries, shut down any future interactions before they cross into dangerous territory.
But deep down, she wonders if it’s already too late.
And the scariest part is the question she can’t bring herself to answer: What if I don’t want to stop?
Her fingers tighten around the stem of the glass as she thinks about them. How confident they’ve become, how deliberate their words and actions feel now.
How far would they take it if I let them?
The thought sends a shiver down her spine, and she can’t tell if it’s fear or something else entirely.
Meanwhile, in a house on the other side of town, Jiho lounges on his bed, his laptop balanced precariously on his knees. The glow of the screen casts sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the faint smirk tugging at his lips.
His cursor his hovering over the actress's picture. His favorite. She's already appeared in so many videos, he'd never be able to watch all of them.
As he unbuttons his pants, he clicks on her name underneath the picture.
Kamimoto Kotone
Scrolling through her videos, Jiho takes out his cock. He doesn't have anything specific in mind. And yet, the cursor comes to a hold over a video he has watched a couple of times already. The thumbnail alone makes him rock hard. He clicks on it, closes the annoying pop up ads, skips forward until he can be sure there is on annoying build up and then leans back.
Perfect timing.
Kotone is kneeling on the floor, her black top and short skirt from the thumbnail already missing. She's holding a cock in each hand, stroking them, while someone else is fucking her face.
The theme is obvious. School. Teacher. Students. Gangbang.
Once the guy inside her mouth can't hold it in anymore, he pulls out and cums all over Kotone's face. Her glasses are covered in his cum, some of it hit her cheeks and mouth as well. She makes a show out of licking her lips, while staring into the camera.
With his left hand, Jiho skips ahead a little.
Now Kotone is getting fucked by someone in a locker room. She's bent over the bench while one guy fucks her from behind and another shoves his cock into her mouth. Her muffled moans echo through the room as the guys pick up the pace. Her hair is all messed up, spit is falling out of her mouth. Kotone ruins the bench underneath her when the guy inside her pussy makes her squirt. Her juices ruin the wooden bench and the floor underneath it, leaving her a shaking mess. It doesn't stop her two students from using her. Soon, both of them groan and Kotone freezes as they both thrust as deep into her as possible and unload at the same time.
Jiho skips ahead again. Already feeling his orgasm building. Seeing Kotone act like a slutty teacher is turning him on more than ever before.
Now, Kotone gets fucked by two guys at once. They're bouncing her on their cocks. One in her ass, one in her pussy. Her cries for more echo through the classroom. Around them are standing even more students. All of them naked from the waist down, ready to have a go at her as well.
After the two guys cream pie both of her holes, another guy lies on the floor, making Kotone straddle and ride him. Three other guys step forward, shoving their cocks into her face. Kotone does her best to give them all equal attention, while bouncing on her other student's dick.
Jiho groans as his orgasm is only seconds away.
He watches how the scene is coming to and end. The ten guys that were using Kotone are now standing in a circle around her. She does her best to make them all cum. It doesn't take long. Soon, Kotone gets hit with one load after another. Cum starts to coat her whole face. Glasses, forehead, hair, cheeks, nose, lips, her open mouth. She takes it all with pride.
Jiho leans back against the headboard, exhausted. His dumb smirk widening faintly as he imagines another face in place of the Kotone's.
Miss Kang.
The thought sends a flicker of heat through him, and he can’t help but replay the events of the day in his still numb mind. The way she’d caught them smoking, her voice sharp but faltering slightly at the edges. The faint flush in her cheeks during detention, the way her eyes had darted toward them even when she tried to pretend she wasn’t looking.
“She likes it."
He mutters under his breath, his voice low and amused.
"She’s been teasing us for weeks. No way she’s not into it.”
He watches the video transitioning to the next scene. Kotone is teaching a class and everything seems normal. But there's that one student in the back. A remote control in his hand. Kotone starts to react to what probably is a vibrator. Her voice becomes higher as she talks. She rubs her thighs together right in front of the class. Moans start to escape her mouth.
A knock at the door startles him, and Jiho quickly slams the laptop shut and covers himself with his sheets, his heart pounding as his younger brother pokes his head inside.
“Dinner’s ready."
“Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute."
As the door closes, Jiho exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair. The movie might have been a fantasy, but the thought of Miss Kang feels far more real.
The vibrator at the end gave him and idea. An idea, none of the boys will hate. An idea which will make Miss Kang act like a Japanese porn star.
Seulgi sets her empty glass on the table, the wine leaving a faint warmth in her cheeks. She leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees as she stares at the darkened window.
She knows they won’t stop. Not now.
And the truth is, she doesn’t want them to.
But as the weight of her actions settles heavily on her shoulders, another thought begins to take shape, a quiet, nagging fear that whispers in the back of her mind.
What happens when they want more than just a game?
The Winter Festival is in full swing, the usual hum of the school replaced by bursts of laughter, applause from the gym, and the faint buzz of conversation that drifts through the hallways. Parents stroll through the classrooms, admiring student projects, while clusters of students hang out near the vending machines and auditorium.
Seulgi moves quietly through the chaos, her black off-shoulder dress a striking silhouette against the pale winter light streaming through the windows. She had thrown it on in a rush that morning, her mind still hazy from the wine she’d indulged in the night before.
Now, as she glances at her reflection in the glass display case by the art room, she feels a pang of unease. The dress had seemed appropriate yesterday. Daring but still professional. But today, with the same outfit, she feels like an unspoken secret is written all over her.
They’re going to notice.
She takes a steadying breath, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she makes her way toward the science wing.
Near the far end of the hallway, where the crowd thins, leaving only the faint echo of distant voices, Seulgi pauses just outside an empty classroom, drawn by the familiar sound of low laughter and murmured conversation.
Inside, the boys’ voices are clear enough to stop her in her tracks.
“So, we’re really doing this?”
Jiho asks, his tone laced with a mix of amusement and anticipation.
“Of course we are."
Minho replies, leaning against a desk.
“You’ve seen the way she looks at us. She’s practically begging for it.”
Hyunwoo chuckles softly.
“Think she’d actually let us?”
“She will. It’s just a matter of time.”
Seulgi feels her breath catch, her heart thudding heavily in her chest. She shouldn’t be listening, she knows that. But her feet stay rooted to the floor as their words continue.
“What about the stuff we talked about?”
Jiho asks, his voice lowering slightly.
“We can use the pins from my place.”
Minho says casually.
“Already took two yesterday. And that thing you asked for, Jiho, it should arrive by tomorrow.”
“Perfect. Anything else?”
Jaehyun asks, a smile on his face.
“Working on it."
Jiho adds with a smirk in his voice.
“Thought we’d keep it simple at first. She’s got to ease into it, right?”
"Right."
Minho agrees.
"This won't be a one time thing."
Laughter ripples through the room, quiet and restrained but heavy with meaning.
Seulgi’s cheeks flush, a wave of heat rushing to her face as she realizes exactly what they’re talking about. Her mind races, a chaotic mix of indignation, disbelief, and something darker, something she refuses to name.
She should step in, say something, confront them. But her body betrays her, frozen in place as their words continue to echo in her ears.
The hallway near the vending machines is quieter now, the distant hum of the festival fading into the background. Seulgi stands in front of the machine, her arms wrapped around herself as she debates whether to grab a drink.
Despite the heat inside the building, she feels cold.
It’s not just the winter air, it’s mainly something else entirely. The weight of their conversation lingers in her mind, the deliberate confidence in their voices, the casual way they’d spoken about her as though their plans were already set in motion.
Her fingers tighten slightly around her arms, her body tense as she tries to shake off the feeling. But the sound of footsteps makes her pause.
They’re here.
Jaehyun is the first to appear, his blazer unbuttoned, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. Minho and Jiho follow close behind, their postures loose and unbothered, while Hyunwoo and Seungmin linger at the back, their quiet presence filling the space with an unspoken tension.
“Miss Kang."
Jaehyun says, his voice smooth as he stops a few steps away.
She forces a smile, her arms still wrapped around herself as she replies.
“Enjoying the festival?”
“Not really our thing."
Minho says with a faint smirk.
“But you seem to be having fun.”
“You look... comfortable."
Jiho adds, his gaze flicking briefly to her dress.
“Same outfit as yesterday?”
The comment lands harder than she expects, a faint flush creeping up her neck as she straightens her posture.
“I was in a rush this morning. Not that it’s any of your concern.”
“Looks good."
Jaehyun says, his tone low but clear.
“Better the second time.”
The words send a faint shiver down her spine, though she quickly hides it behind a calm expression.
“You seem cold."
Hyunwoo says suddenly, his voice quiet but firm.
Before she can respond, Minho steps forward, pulling off his blazer in one smooth motion. He drapes it over her shoulders, his hands brushing lightly against her bare skin as he adjusts the fabric.
The touch is slow. Too slow. His fingers linger just long enough to send a ripple of warmth through her body, his presence behind her impossibly close.
“There."
He says softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Better?”
Seulgi swallows hard, her breath catching as she steps away, her fingers brushing against the lapels of the blazer.
“Thank you."
She says stiffly, her voice tight.
Minho steps back, his faint smirk mirrored by the others as they exchange glances. But none of them say anything more.
“See you around, Miss Kang."
Jaehyun's tone is dangerously calm as he turns to leave.
The others follow, their footsteps fading down the hallway until all that’s left is the quiet hum of the vending machine.
Seulgi exhales slowly, her hands tightening around the edges of the blazer. For the first time, she feels like the ground beneath her is slipping.
They’re not just playing anymore.
And deep down, she wonders if she ever had control to begin with.
The biology classroom feels colder than usual. Seulgi stands at the front, her brown silk blouse and matching leather shorts perfectly tailored, but offering little comfort against the quiet chill that has settled over the room.
It’s not just the temperature. It’s them.
For the entire week, Jaehyun, Minho, Jiho, Hyunwoo, and Seungmin have been a shadow of themselves. They’ve sat in the back row as always, their postures relaxed, their expressions unreadable. But the glances, the teasing smirks, the quiet confidence that once left her unsteady - they’re gone.
Seulgi’s voice carries through the room as she explains the day’s lesson on genetic inheritance, but her mind drifts, her focus splintering with every passing moment. She catches herself glancing toward the back row, searching for something, anything, but they don’t even look up.
At first, she’d felt relieved.
The weight of their attention had always been intense, pressing down on her in ways she couldn’t fully explain. She told herself this silence was a blessing, a return to normalcy.
But as the week dragged on, the relief turned into something else.
Now, standing at the front of the room, her hands lightly gripping the edge of her desk, all she can feel is disappointment.
Why aren’t they looking at me?
The thought rises unbidden, and she immediately tries to push it away. But it clings stubbornly to the edges of her mind, a quiet ache that she can’t seem to shake.
Her gaze flicks to Jaehyun for a brief moment. He’s leaning back in his chair, his eyes fixed on his notebook as though she isn’t even there. Minho, sitting beside him, rests his chin on his hand, his expression neutral.
You wanted this, she tells herself, gripping the edge of the desk tighter. You wanted them to stop.
But deep down, she knows it isn’t true.
Her thoughts drift to last week. To the vending machine, to Minho’s quiet comment about her dress and the way he’d draped his blazer over her shoulders.
Her fingers move almost instinctively, brushing lightly against her shoulders,which are covered by the silk, as the memory unfolds in her mind.
He’d stood so close, his hands lingering just a second too long, the warmth of his touch seeping into her skin. It had been fleeting, barely enough to register. And yet, the thought of it now sends a faint shiver through her body, her skin prickling with the memory of his fingers.
Seulgi’s hand drops quickly, her cheeks flushing as she forces herself to focus on the lesson. But her thoughts betray her, spiraling into dangerous territory.
What would it feel like if it wasn’t just him?
The question twists in her mind, unspoken but heavy. Her imagination betrays her, conjuring images of their hands - strong, confident, deliberate - brushing against her skin, leaving trails of heat in their wake.
She shakes her head slightly, trying to dispel the thought, but the faint tingle it leaves behind lingers stubbornly.
The bell rings, snapping her out of her thoughts. Seulgi straightens, her professional mask slipping back into place as she watches the students file out of the room.
“Leave your worksheets on your desks. I’ll collect them after class.”
The chatter fades as the last student leaves, the room falling into a quiet stillness. Seulgi exhales softly, walking between the rows of desks to collect the papers.
She starts with the back row, her eyes flicking briefly to Jaehyun’s neat handwriting as she picks up his worksheet. She lingers for a moment, her fingers brushing against the edge of the desk before moving to the next.
The classroom feels emptier than usual, the silence pressing down on her as she makes her way back to the front. But as she approaches her desk, something catches her eye.
A small box sits neatly on the corner of her desk, its metallic gold wrapping paper shimmering faintly under the fluorescent lights.
Seulgi freezes, her heart skipping a beat as she stares at it. Her fingers hover hesitantly over the ribbon, her pulse quickening as she glances toward the door. The hallway is empty, the faint sound of students laughing and talking in the distance the only sign of life.
Her hands tremble slightly as she unties the bow, the soft whisper of the ribbon echoing in the quiet room. She lifts the lid carefully, her breath catching as she takes in the contents.
Nestled in a bed of tissue paper is a set of black lace lingerie, delicate and intricate, the fabric soft against her fingertips. Beside it, a small, sleek vibrator glints faintly, its design both subtle and unmistakable. But what sends her pulse racing is the folded piece of paper tucked beneath it all.
Her fingers fumble slightly as she unfolds the note, her eyes scanning the words written in neat, confident handwriting:
“I hope you enjoy yourself during detention today.”
Seulgi’s breath hitches, her chest tightening as she rereads the note. Her thoughts spiral in a chaotic mix of disbelief, indignation, and something darker, something primal. Something she shouldn't be feeling.
She knows who left this. She knows.
But the thought of confronting them, of walking into detention later that day with this knowledge, sends a shiver through her body that she can’t ignore.
For a long moment, she just stands there, her hands gripping the edges of the box as the weight of the situation settles over her.
She should feel angry. Outraged. But all she feels is the faint hum of adrenaline coursing through her veins, her body tingling with a nervous energy she can’t shake.
As much as she tries to deny it, the thought of them, their deliberate confidence, their quiet boldness, sends a thrill through her that leaves her breathless.
Seulgi closes the box carefully, her movements deliberate as she ties the ribbon back into place. She picks it up, cradling it against her chest as she steps toward the door.
Her heels click softly against the floor as she walks down the hallway, the weight of the small box a constant reminder of what’s waiting for her later.
How far will they take this?
The question lingers in her mind, heavy and unanswerable, as she disappears into the crowd.
The teacher’s bathroom is quiet, the muffled hum of the school day fading into the background as Seulgi locks the door behind her. The latch clicks into place, the sound sharp and final in the otherwise silent space.
She leans against the door for a moment, her chest rising and falling with steady breaths as she stares at the small gold box in her hands. The wrapping paper is slightly crinkled from where she had gripped it too tightly earlier, but the red bow remains intact, its bright color a stark contrast against the polished white tiles of the bathroom.
Her reflection in the mirror catches her attention, and she steps forward, setting the box on the sink as she studies herself.
The blouse and shorts she’d worn all day fit her perfectly, the soft fabric hugging her curves in a way that feels both natural and deliberate. But now, as she looks at herself under the harsh fluorescent lights, she feels a flicker of doubt.
What are you doing?
Her fingers tighten around the edge of the sink as the question echoes in her mind. For weeks, she’d played this game, pushing boundaries, testing limits, both theirs and her own. She told herself it was harmless, just a bit of fun to break up the monotony of her days.
But it hasn’t felt harmless in a long time.
The note from earlier flashes in her mind:
“I hope you enjoy yourself during detention today.”
The boldness of it, the confidence, had sent a rush of heat through her chest that she couldn’t ignore. They weren’t just playing anymore. They were testing her, pushing her in ways she hadn’t anticipated.
And the scariest part is that she doesn’t want to stop them.
Seulgi’s hands tremble slightly as she opens the box again, her breath catching as the contents are revealed. The black lace lingerie glints softly under the light, its delicate fabric both alluring and intimidating. She brushes her fingers against the lace, the softness of it sending a shiver through her skin.
"This isn’t you."
She thinks, her reflection staring back at her with wide, uncertain eyes.
"You’re their teacher. You’re supposed to be in control."
But control is the last thing she feels right now.
For a long moment, Seulgi just stands there, her thoughts spinning in chaotic circles as she stares at the lingerie. She knows she could leave it in the box, walk into detention as if nothing has changed, and draw a firm line between them.
But another thought creeps in, quieter but no less powerful.
What if you don’t want to draw that line?
Her cheeks flush as the thought takes hold, her fingers curling tightly around the fabric. The memory of Minho’s touch rises unbidden in her mind. The way his hands had lingered on her shoulders, warm and deliberate. She imagines what it would feel like if the others touched her the same way, their hands exploring, testing, leaving trails of heat across her skin.
Her body tingles at the thought, a faint ache settling low in her stomach as she closes her eyes.
When she opens them again, her reflection looks different. Her uncertainty is still there, but beneath it is something else. Something curious, daring, almost reckless.
Slowly, she reaches for the lingerie, her hands steadying as she lifts it out of the box. The delicate lace feels cool against her palms, its intricate design both beautiful and suggestive.
Seulgi hesitates for a moment, glancing towards the locked door as if expecting someone to knock. But the hallway remains silent, the school almost empty save for the few students in detention.
Taking a deep breath, she begins to undress.
The brown blouse is the first to go, the soft fabric sliding over her head and leaving her upper body bare. She folds it carefully, setting it on the counter before she starts to wiggle out of her tight shorts. They fall to the floor in a soft heap, and she steps out of them, her bare legs feeling exposed under the bright lights.
Her plain white panties are the only thing that is covering parts of her body now. Seulgi hooks her fingers into the waistband and slowly pulls them down. Minho's touch suddenly reenters her mind. And as she steps out of her underwear, she can't help but imagine how it must feel like. How good it must feel to have that boys hand travel up her thigh, brushing against her folds...
Seulgi manages to snap out of it. She only has a couple of minutes, before the two hours of detention begin.
She reaches for the vibrator inside the box, but hesitates before picking it up. The sexy lingerie is one thing. But this toy is on a different level. The black lace would already break so many rules, so many boundaries. But the vibrator would make it even worse. If she took it, she'd give up herself. She'd basically offer herself to them. Not just crossing a line in terms of touching, but in terms of something purely sexual. Something that she won't be able to take back as soon as she accepts the complete gift.
Her fingers close around the vibrator. She feels an exciting tingle inside her core as she feels the smooth plastic surface.
Is she really going to give herself to them?
She glances at the note. She rereads it again, the confidence in their words still overpowering her. She can almost see their smug grins, their knowing smiles. Almost as if they always knew it would end like this. Even before she knew herself.
Seulgi sighs as pushes the small object against her folds, the string wrapped around a finger. She isn't completely aroused yet, but there is a certain wetness there. It makes it slightly easier to push the plastic inside of her. Seulgi's breath hitched as she feels it parting her walls. For some reason, she expects it to go off as soon as it's fully inside. But there's nothing. No vibration. Not yet. How would they know anyway?
After making sure the vibrator is in place and the string is there, Seulgi reaches for the black lingerie.
She lifts the lace top over her head, the fabric fitting snugly against her skin. The matching bottoms follow, the high-cut design accentuating the curves of her hips. When she looks at herself in the mirror again, her breath catches.
The lingerie transforms her. The delicate black lace clings to her body in all the right places, the soft fabric highlighting the lines of her figure while leaving just enough to the imagination.
For a moment, she doesn’t recognize herself.
Seulgi quickly puts her blouse and shorts back on, the familiar fabrics a stark contrast to the lingerie hidden beneath. But as she smooths out her blouse and adjusts the collar, she can’t shake the feeling that everything is different now.
She looks at her reflection one last time, her fingers brushing lightly against the edge of the sink. Her heart is racing, her body warm despite the faint chill in the air.
You’ve crossed the line, she thinks, picking up the now-empty box and tucking it into her bag.
But as she steps out of the bathroom and heads toward the detention room, she knows there’s no going back now.
Seulgi didn't dare to look at the five boys as she stepped into the room. The black lace seemed to cling onto her skin. She felt like it got warmer withe every step she took. But when she sat down behind her desk, she realized that they weren't even looking at her. None of them even glanced in her direction. They were all focused on their work.
Just like right now. One whole hour later.
Seulgi can the feel the frustration burning up inside of her. The invisible weight she felt before is now replaced with disappointment.
Did they get cold feet? Surely not. They're way too bold for that.
Did they lose interest? Seulgi shifts uncomfortably in her chair, slowly crossing her legs. Maybe.
She feels the vibrator slightly shift inside of her after her movements. She can't believe this. They are all ignoring her. All five of them.
By now, Seulgi's earlier worries and insecurity have already vanished. She can only feel anticipation and longing. Now that they're not doing it, she is desperate for it.
And she doesn't even notice that she keeps staring at the five of them. Jaehyun seems lost in his work, his pen not coming to a hold even once. Hyunwoo has leaned closer to Minho as if he is explaining something to him.
"No talking, Hyunwoo."
Those are the words that were supposed to leave her lips. But as Seulgi opens her mouth, she feels an unfamiliar vibration rush through her body. The sigh that leaves her lips instead is a mix of pleasure and relief. The vibrator starts to buzz inside of her, just quiet enough so the three girls in the front row can't hear it.
The lowest setting doesn't do much for Seulgi. But the fact that they didn't forget about her already sends a shiver up her spine. She's already aching for their undivided attention.
But when she looks at the five boys again, she realizes that they're still not looking at her. She can't even tell who the person with the remote is. By now, she's already missing the pressure she felt when they looked at her during class. How she could feel their eyes on her ass whenever she wore a tight dress. But now, as she does her best to keep calm, even with a vibrator inside her snatch, they don't even give her a glance.
Seulgi folds her hands on the table, her fingers intertwined as the vibrator takes it up a notch. Still not enough to make her moan, but it definitely relaxes her. She can feel the tension slowly leave her body. Although they're aren't looking at her, she knows they're still interested.
But as detention continues, Seulgi soon faces a new problem. After one of the boys added another level to the vibrator, she's now struggling to hold it in. Her hands, which were lying on the desk mere minutes ago, are now gripping the its edge. She doesn't dare to move otherwise, afraid that the stimulation might cause her to moan.
When the vibrations began, Seulgi started to relax, but as they ramp up, her body tenses again. The vibrator reaches another level and she is now holding onto her dignity. Jolts of pleasure rush through her body, her breath quickening. She's curling her toes, trying to release her arousal in a way that doesn't include moaning or a shaking body. Her breath hitches as she realizes that she's on the highest level. And that it's only a matter of minutes, until this level finishes her off.
Seulgi sits on her chair like a statue, her lips quivering as she does her best to hold it together. Another minute of intense vibrations passes, almost leaving her breathless. She keeps her eyes locked on the last row, still trying to determine which if the boys is holding onto the remote. But she can't see anything, there are no signs at all.
An accidental moan leaves her lips. A wave of panic washes through her. Seulgi couldn't live with herself if the 12 students in front of her heard her moan. She presses her lips together and glances at the clock on the wall. 50 more minutes. Will she be able to fight of the slowly building orgasm for that long?
She can already feel herself shifting in her chair. Her legs are rubbing together, just to have slightly more friction. Seulgi can tell she is close. Too close. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't stop it now. She couldn't walk out into the hall and she wouldn't be able to keep silent in here. While her arousal keeps rising, so does her panic. She is afraid that someone will find out what she's been doing these past weeks. She tries to stop herself from going any further. But as she is at the brink of her orgasm, Seulgi realizes something. And she's realizing it way too late.
She doesn't have control anymore. None at all. She doesn't have control over her own body, not even her emotions. By now, the five boys are in control. They can now do whatever they want. They could make her cum right now. In front of the other students. Or worse, not make her cum. They could leave her hanging. Right on the edge of her orgasm.
Seulgi's legs start to shake a little as the waves of pleasure rush through her. She knows it's only a matter of seconds now.
A gasp escapes Seulgi's lips as the vibrator suddenly falls silent. It's off. It's not doing anything anymore. Through the fog of her pre orgasmic state, Seulgi realizes what just happened. Only a couple of seconds longer and she would've climaxed on the spot. But now this uncontrolled heat rushes through her. This build up orgasm is trying to leave her body, but she is unable to let it go. The vibrator is her gate to pleasure and one of the boys just slammed it shut, right in front of her face.
Anger isn't the right word for it, but Seulgi feels something burn inside of her. Just a couple of seconds longer. It would've been a strong orgasm. Maybe because people would've watched her. But now, they denied her that. And she knows she can't just start playing with herself right here. She wishes she could, but she can't just stick her hand into her shorts and get herself off. But maybe the bathroom...
Just when she wonders if they would let her go or not, she feels the vibrations once more. It's the lowest setting, but it already makes her chest tremble. She can take it easily, but after one more minute, it reaches the next level.
Seulgi is just about to sink back into her chair as Minho suddenly raises his hands.
"Miss Kang, can you help me with this question please?"
He motions towards his worksheet.
Seulgi misses Jaehyun's knowing smile as she tries to stand up. Her legs are weaker than she thought they'd be. And the vibrating object inside of her doesn't make it any easier. With slow, shaky steps, she walks towards the back row.
She feels odd as she comes closer. The five of them must've noticed that she has the vibrator inside of her. It feels like Seulgi has submitted to them. She's basically at their mercy by now.
Standing behind Minho, she glances at all five of them, still trying to figure out who's controlling her. But she can't see a remote, or an open phone. Eventually, she leans down, trying to do her job as a teacher properly.
"What is your answer so far?"
She asks, after having read the question on the worksheet.
Minho shows it to her.
"Do you think I'm missing something? I listed the fish's teeth, predators and colours as part of their natural selection."
"If you..."
Seulgi's breath hitches when she feels a hand on her ass. She doesn't dare stand up straight. She knows it's no use. She can't tell who it is. And if she would look over her shoulder, the hand would already be gone. Instead, she closes her eyes. She can't believe she's letting this happen. She feels one of the boys letting his hand explore her butt.
"Miss Kang?"
Minho asks innocently as if unaware of what's going on.
"Well, if... if you look at the different fish's heads closer..."
She stops as she feels the hand on her ass squeezing one of her cheeks. It's not a gentle squeeze. It's hard and bold. As if the action is telling her, that she has no say about this at all. She doesn't stop it, she just reorganizes her thoughts, before speaking again.
"Some of them are shaped differently. So... So this could be a hint for what?"
As one of the boys keeps squeezing her ass, Seulgi suddenly feels the vibrator reach another level. It's only the second highest, but coupled with the hand on her butt, it feels way better than the first time. She barely notices how she is tightly gripping the edge of Minho's table.
"Is this about their speed?"
Minho still pretends like everything is normal.
"The one with the smaller and longer heads should be faster, right?"
"Ye...Yes. That's correct."
Seulgi lets out a quiet sigh, but Minho must've heard it.
"Thank you, Miss Kang. You're always so helpful."
She responds with another sigh as the vibrator reaches it's final level.
No. Not here.
It's the only thing on her mind. She tries to hold it together. Her thighs are rubbing against each other as she keeps leaning on his desk. The hand on her ass has disappeared by now and she'll never find out who it was.
It lasts only a couple of seconds and the level of the vibrator drops down again. It doesn't turn off, but it's at a lower level.
"Jesus."
Seulgi mumbles under her breath, trying to regain her composure. She wasn't as close to an orgasm, this time, but minute or two longer and she would've cum right there, standing behind them.
Accompanied by the low, steady buzzing inside of her, Seulgi slowly walks back towards her desk. She slides herself back onto the chair, instinctively crossing her legs. But only a moment later, she can feel how the vibrations inside her intensify. This time, it's not a slow build up. Within in a minute, she's reached the highest setting yet again. Seulgi has to bite her own fist to stop herself from moaning. The incoming orgasm feels stronger than the one before. She closes her eyes, knowing that, if she cums now, the whole room will hear her moan.
Instead, her upper body almost falls down onto the desk as the vibrations suddenly stop. She was almost there. So close. And now, her body starts at zero again.
Seulgi's mind start to get a little fuzzy. She looks at the five guys, hoping for only the slightest hint of a reaction. Her breath hitches when she sees Jiho bite his own fist, looking down as if he is concentrating on his work. But he suddenly looks up, shooting a wink at Seulgi's direction.
He saw her struggle. He saw her begging and trying to hide her orgasm at the same time.
A wave of shame hits Seulgi hard and she tries her best to keep her composure. But it isn't easy. Especially now that she knows that they're just acting. They're just teasing her. They know exactly what they're doing to her.
20 minutes. Seulgi had to endure 20 more minutes of this torture, until the bell finally rings for the last time this week. She can't even count how many orgasms the five of them ruined already. But Seulgi isn't seeing clearly anymore. Almost like a dream, she watches the other students pack their things and leave the room one by one. She's almost too far gone to say goodbye. She can almost feel her own mind break. This uncomfortable pleasure that is building up inside of her again and again makes her lose control. Her thighs have started to shake, she keeps on biting one of her pointer fingers, trying to stay quiet.
One of the boys has set the vibrations to a higher level now. Seulgi blushes in shame as she feels a soft trickle of her juices escape her shorts and slowly running down her thighs. She doesn't remember ever being this wet. She never squirted before and her previous partners usually had to use lube to not make the sex uncomfortable. But now, the lace panties feel like someone dropped a bucket of water on them.
Seulgi doesn't even realize that the five boys have stopped working and are just watching her. She's still wearing her glasses, but she can barely see. Her vision blurry as the vibrator reaches the second highest setting.
"Please..."
She manages to whisper, but her voice is too weak.
The guys stand up one by one and walk over to her. She soon feels a hand on her shoulder, then another on her thigh. Seulgi can't even look at them. Embarrassment and arousal clouding her vision. Her head rolls back, when the hand from her shoulder moves down to her chest. A squeeze is enough to make her moan. The hand on her thigh moves towards her core, brushing against her shorts in the process.
"Oh, my god!"
Seulgi moans when she feels even more hands on her. It feels so much better than she thought it would. They drive her towards the edge, towards the point of no return, and just keep her there. Their hands are not enough to free her body from this build up pleasure. If they'd only put on the highest level of the vibrator...
Eventually, someone seems to have mercy with her. Seulgi feels how the vibrations intensify. How her whole body reacts. Their touches and the vibrations send her over the edge in a matter of seconds. She loses her mind as she slowly glides off the chair. Her whole body is quivering and shaking as she reaches the floor. Her mouth is wide open, but not a single sound comes out of it.
When she comes back to her senses, Seulgi realizes the five boys are standing around her in a circle. She looks up at Jaehyun and watches with big eyes as he starts to take of his pants. One last time, some sort of hesitation builds up inside of her. For a moment, she thinks that she can still stop them. That she can still draw line right there.
But when his pants and underwear finally hit the floor, Seulgi has only eyes for one thing. She stares at his cock, which is just centimeters in front of her face.
"Why don't you have a taste, Miss Kang?"
She can hear his mocking tone, but in all honesty, Seulgi doesn't care anymore. The lack of attention from earlier made her crave it now. And there's no way she'd ever let them go.
She leans forward, her lips parting as she feels her students cock slide over her tongue and into her mouth. Seulgi hears the other guys work on their belts and hears their zippers opening as she takes more of Jaehyun's cock. She still can't believe she's doing this. Not with one of her students, but with five of them.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she sees two more dicks pointing at her. She reaches her hands out, her fingers slowly wrapping themselves around Seungmin's and Jiho's cocks. As Seulgi continues to suck on the dick in front of her, she starts to stroke the other guy's cocks, feeling them hardening inside her hands. Jaehyun seems to have already reached full hardness as a groan leaves his lips.
Seulgi makes sure she gets his cock as hard and as wet as possible, before she lets it escape her mouth with a loud pop. She slightly turns, wrapping her lips around Seungmin's cock. Her hand is now on Hyunwoo's dick and Jaehyun's wet one as well. As she starts to stroke them both, she can't help but glance at Hyunwoo. His cock already feels bigger than the other three she already tried. She didn't expect this from him, but the introverted boy has her drooling all over Seungmin's cock. The thought of him fucking her alone makes her wetter than before.
She bobs her head on Seungmin's cock a couple of times, anxious to finally have a taste of Hyunwoo's. When she does switch, she opens her mouth wide, welcoming his length. Her hands wrap around Seungmin and Minho. She closes her eyes, feeling how her mouth gets stretched out as she keeps taking more of him. Seulgi chokes as she tries to take all of it. A dumb smile plays around her lips when she feels him harden even more inside her mouth. She takes her sweet time with Hyunwoo's cock, making sure she coats every inch she can reach with her saliva.
Eventually, she feels an impatient Minho put his hand on the back of her head. She lets him guide her onto his own cock, her hands moving along as well. Her core starts to tingle in excitement as she wraps her fingers around Hyunwoo's drenched cock. Her other hand finds Jiho's cock, making sure she is making him fully hard.
Soon, she gets to him as well. Taking her time, she lets her tongue swirl around his tip whenever she pulls back, before taking most of his cock into her mouth.
"Damn, Miss Kang, I didn't think you'd be this good at sucking cock."
Jaehyun mocks her yet again as he watches her enjoy herself. But with a mouth full of cock, Seulgi can't answer.
Jiho reaches down and starts to undo the buttons of Seulgi's blouse. She feels excitement rush through her, slightly leaning into his touch. Another one of the boys puts his hand on her from the other side. The two of them soon pull the brown silk off her, leaving Seulgi in only the black lace top.
All their eyes are on her and Seulgi feels like she gets drunk on their attention. Shortly after she retreats from Jiho's cock, she wraps her lips around the cock nearest to her. She doesn't care who's it it as long as it's hard for her. Her thighs start quiver once more when the vibrator inside of her starts buzzing again. Two of their hands cup her breasts through the lace.
Seulgi's vision becomes blurry as the pleasure intensifies. She keeps moving around on her knees. One cock here, one cock there. She just takes whoever is closest to her at the moment. Her hands work two more cocks the entire time. She wants to make sure that no one gets left out.
Whenever she reaches Hyunwoo, she makes sure to make herself gag and choke on his cock. She is already in love with its length and girth, her pussy contracting around the vibrator whenever she just thinks of him fucking her.
As she sucks off Minho, Seulgi feels Jaehyun's hand on her ass, squeezing her cheeks through her shorts. The vibrations inside of her intensify as she moans around Minho's cock. Someone is pulling the straps of her bra off her shoulders, revealing her naked chest. As soon as the lace is gone, she feels two hands roaming her tits, playing with her mounds and slightly pinching her nipples.
"I love your cocks so much."
Seulgi can't help but moan when Seungmin forces her off Minho's cock, just so he can pull her head onto his own. She tightly wraps her lips around his length, greedily letting her tongue explore every inch. Seungmin groans in response, amazed by his teacher's cock sucking skills. He can't help but thrust forward, just so he can feel even more of her mouth.
Soon, Seulgi's blowbang has turned into a whole face fuck session. After Seungmin started to deliver a couple of thrusts into her mouth, Jaehyun took a fistful of her hair and forced his cock down her throat. Afterwards, the other boys took turns ruining her face, until Hyunwoo finally took a hold of Seulgi's head.
She's now staring up at his cock, in awe at how big and wet it is. She swallows hard, hoping he will go easy on her. At least at first. The vibrator inside of her basically urges her on to take him into her mouth. Her lips wrap around his shaft once more and her lips glide up and down her his length. Soon, he starts to thrust into her, making Seulgi's eyes roll to the back of her head. He forces her lips apart fully, saliva leaving her mouth in huge strings. They land on her bare tits, thighs and the floor making a mess of her whole body. She tries her best to take it all. To take is whole cock. But she struggles to fit all of it into her mouth. She can't quite reache the base, even while he thrusts into her again and again.
The vibrator keeps buzzing stronger and stronger as Hyunwoo fucks her face harder and harder. Seulgi feels like such a slut right now. Surrounded by five of her students, kneeling half naked on the floor. Their cocks all pointing at her while she's taking a thorough face fucking. She can't even bring herself two take care of two more with her hands. She has to put them on Hyunwoo's thighs to soften the blows a little. But it doesn't feel like it's helping much. Seulgi's jaw starts to hurt as the vibrator reaches the highest level. She shifts around on her knees, her mouth and throat getting stuffed again and again.
Seulgi finally cums for a second time today, almost passing out with Hyunwoo's dick in her mouth. She quivers and shakes on the floor as he slowly lets his cock leave her.
Seulgi gasps and coughs, strings of spit hanging from her chin.
"Let's get you up here."
Jiho and Jaehyun take a hold of Seulgi's shoulders and hips, while Minho pushes her books and her bag off the desk. They lift her up and put her down on the wooden surface. Her legs and her head are dangling off the edges. She feels Jaehyun open her shorts. The boys can already see her waisted lace panties, before her shorts are already gone. Jaehyun pulls them off of her and throws them behind him.
Seulgi can feel the blood rushing into her head and into her pussy. Soon, her panties are gone as well, revealing her glistening wet folds. Seungmin's mouth on Seulgi's tits make her arche her back a little and she stares up and Jiho, who's already standing in front of her face, his cock brushing against her lips. She opens her mouth, a silent invitation for him to use her mouth however he wants.
Seulgi feels someone's cock brush against her folds, making her squirm.
"What about the vibrator?"
Minho's question makes Seulgi's eyes grow wide. Surely they're going to take it out first, right?
"Fuck the vibrator."
Jaehyun says, before pushing his cock into Seulgi's pussy.
Jiho's dick almost falls out of her mouth as Seulgi cries out in pleasure. The vibrator and her student's cock turn her brain into a mess. She soon feels Seungmin's and Minho's mouths on her tits. Her hands hold onto the edge as she tries to keep some sort of sanity.
"Fuck, I didn't expect a teacher to have such a tight pussy."
Jaehyun's words make Seulgi even wetter, while he keeps thrusting into her snatch. She can feel his cock push the vibrator even deeper inside of her. It's position seems to send even stronger vibrations through her.
Seulgi opens her mouth to moan, when not just Jiho, but also Hyunwoo push their cocks past her lips. Suddenly the two of them are filling her mouth and she can barely breathe with so much cock inside of her. All five are using her at the same time. Hyunwoo and Jiho are fucking her upside down face, Seungmin and Minho suck on her tits and Jaehyun takes her pussy like he owns it. She feels his hands holding onto her thighs, while one of the boys on her tits lets a hand wander down her midriff, towards her pussy.
Seulgi can't even moan as the hand reaches her clit, her mouth is too full. She can only gag and choke. But the added sensation of someone rubbing her clit has her mind melting. All the attention, all the pleasure is way too much for Seulgi's body.
The two boys with their cocks in her mouth can basically see how her eyes break, how her mind simply shuts off. Seulgi drowns in a sea of pleasure and she might never make it to the surface. She feels her own spit running out of her mouth and slowly trailing down her face. She gets some of it into her eyes, some into her hair and the rest falls onto the floor beneath her. Her whole head is basically wet with saliva as the two boys keep fucking her face, both their cocks deep inside her mouth and throat.
A few minutes in and Seulgi has lost complete control over her body. She can't do anything against the pleasure they're making her feel. Her clit, her pussy, her tits, her mouth. It's all just too much. She is starting to have orgasms at random intervals, which are not triggered by one thing, but the overall experience. Seungmin and Minho take her hands and guide them towards their cocks. It takes her quite a while, until she's able to give them soft strokes. Her body doesn't listen to her anymore. Seulgi should be worried, but instead she's happy. The feeling of the five boys using, ruining, wrecking her body just surpasses anything she's ever felt before.
But suddenly, Seulgi's pleasure filled brain detects a flash of pain running through her system. One if the boy's mouths on her tits has been replaced with something else. A wooden clothespin. She arches her back off the desk in response, but the pain only seems to amplify her pleasure. Seulgi was never into anything related to pain. But as the second clothespin finds her other boob, she can't help but fall in love with it. Maybe it's just her mess of a brain that makes her think, or rather feel, like this. Either way, Seulgi's body experiences another wave of pleasure rushing through it's system as Seulgi climaxes once more.
"Fuck, Miss Kang. If you do that again, I'm gonna cum in your pussy."
Jaehyun's groaned words barely reach Seulgi's ears. But instead of being scared or worried, Seulgi can feel how her pussy instinctively tightens its walls around his cock.
"Your tits look amazing right now."
Seulgi can't tell who said that and she can't look at herself either. But the pins on her nipples keep increasing her pleasure in some twisted way. Her tits look slightly bigger, although that just might be an elusion.
"Shit, I'm gonna cum too."
Jiho groans as he feels his cock throbbing inside Seulgi's mouth.
But Seulgi is focused on Jaehyun's cock inside her pussy right now. She can feel him thrusting into her even harder, sometimes even hitting the vibrator that keeps on buzzing. His hands hold onto her thighs, his finger's digging into her flesh.
"Fuck!"
He shouts as he finally cums inside Seulgi.
She feels his cum filling her pussy, coating her walls and the vibrator with it. The warmth would make Seulgi smile, if it isn't for the two cocks that are still using her throat. Jaehyun leaves her pussy, but his cock is still hard. Seeing his teacher like this, taking his cum, enables him to go at least one more time. But it's Seungmin's turn now. Seulgi feels his cock rubbing against her folds, before he pushes into her cum filled pussy.
"So fucking wet."
He sighs, unable to keep quiet.
Seulgi feels pride swelling inside of her, but that just might be Jaehyun's cum, which is now getting pushed even deeper inside of her by Seungmin, who is fucking her just like Jaehyun did before him.
"Fuck, cuming!"
Jiho even surprises himself as he suddenly shoots his load down Seulgi's throat. She gags as if cum is filling her lungs. Hyunwoo can't help but groan as her throat massages his cock in the process.
Seulgi can't believe that two of her students just came inside of her. Her mouth and even her pussy. But how much it turns her on is even more worrying. She can almost feel how her body is already begging for more cum.
"Remember this?"
She can barely look up, her head pretty much fixed in place by Hyunwoo's huge cock, which is also blocking her sight. But she can see Jaehyun holding up a red marker. Her red marker. The read marker she used countless times to tease them. She let it drop, she even bit the cap once, or fixed it right between her cleavage after writing.
"Let's use this to keep count."
She watched how Jaehyun opens it and throws away the cap. The teacher inside of her wants to tell him to pick it up, but Hyunwoo's cock inside her only makes her gag a little.
"One cream pie..."
He almost seems to be talking to himself as he reaches for her left thigh. Seungmin stops for a moment, so Jaehyun can draw a line on Seulgi's thigh. He then moves the red marker closer to her face.
"And one throat pie."
Seulgi feels the marker on her throat. Another mark.
She sighs when she feels Hyunwoo's cock leaving her mouth. It feels so empty now, while Seungmin starts fucking her again. After Hyunwoo leaves her sight of view, Jiho appears. He is holding something, but she can't tell what it is. Until he places the ring in her mouth, forcing it wide open, and tying the band at the back of her head.
"Since you won't be doing much talking anyways. Might as well keep your mouth open for our cocks the whole time."
Seulgi can't answer, the big ring in her mouth making it impossible for her to speak. A moment later, she sees Minho stepping in front of her, pushing his hard cock past the ring and her lips. He quickly fills her mouth and once again, Seulgi gets spit roasted by two of her students.
But Jiho was right. Seulgi didn't need to speak while the five boys continued to fuck her. One of them was always inside her mouth and one in her pussy, while the other three made her jerk them off two at the time. Minutes were flying by and Seulgi felt like she had an orgasm during every single minute. When it was finally Hyunwoo's turn to fuck her, Seulgi was seriously worried if his cock was gonna fit. It'd be a shame to not be able to take it. But after some time, he finally managed to fuck her with most of his cock. And it felt way too good. She didn't need to talk to let them know how good. Her boy kept quivering and shaking, her eyes kept rolling to the back of her head, her tight walls kept squeezing their cocks.
"Fuck. This throat feels amazing."
Seulgi feels Seungmin's cock pulsating inside her mouth, right before he orgasms. He pulls out as he does so, most of his cum now running down her face. She feels it hitting her eyes, which are already red, thanks to her own spit.
"I bet her ass feels even better, once we stretch it out a little."
Seulgi is now paying attention. She never had anyone inside her ass before. To now have five boys, just waiting to put it in her butt, has her whole body tingling with worry and excitement.
"Why don't you get your knees, sexy?"
She shivers at their words, but she knows she won't be able to get up without help. Seulgi noticed how they stopped calling her Miss Kang. Not that it makes any difference now anyway.
Minho and Hyunwoo turn her onto her stomach and pull her legs towards her. Seulgi automatically gets on her knees, her head resting on her arms, which are lying on the desk.
She feels at least three hands roaming her ass and squeezing her cheeks. After a short while, someone places his tongue on her puckered whole, giving it slow swipes up and down. It already has her thighs shaking as Seulgi can only imagine how good it must feel like when a cock is inside her ass. When the tongue gets replaced with a bottle of lube, Seulgi shivers in excitement.
"Who wants to go first?"
Seulgi's cheeks turn pink. She's been fucked and used by these five boys for the last half hour and now she gets shy. They treat her like she's some sort of object. Just a set of holes to be used.
"Me."
Seulgi recognizes Jiho's voice. She braces herself as she feels his lubed up cock's tip resting against her hole. As he pushes it in, Seulgi's mind becomes all fuzzy. Her head suddenly feels too heavy. It just feels so good. She never expected it to feel this good. She never dared to try it. And now they are taking her ass like they own it.
"Damn she really is tight. So much better than her pussy."
Jiho's compliment makes Seulgi moan as he pushes deeper, until his hips meet her cheeks.
"That looks amazing."
That's Jaehyun.
"I can't just watch."
She hears him walk towards her head. When he appears, he lifts her head and pushes his cock through the ring into her mouth.
Just like before, Seulgi gets spit roasted again. But this time, they're using her ass, not her pussy. Her body gets rocked back and forth and now she feels a slight pull in her tits, whenever the clothespins brush over the desk's surface. Someone seems to run his hand along her back, taking in the smoothness of her skin. But all of that is insignificant, compared to the cock in her ass. It just makes her head spin with lust and arousal.
Unfortunately, only two of her holes are available in this position. That's why, after Jiho pulls out of her ass, the five of them lie Seulgi on her side, her ass slightly hanging over the edge. Jaehyun keeps fucking her mouth, one of her cheeks pressed against the wooden surface. Seungmin slowly pushes his cock into her ass, waiting until she got used to his cock. Hyunwoo is up next, ready to fuck her pussy again.
Seulgi feels like she loses her mind when the two cocks are buried inside both her holes. She never took two guys at once. Especially not someone as big as Hyunwoo. And now, the two of them seem to completely ruin her lower body as Hyunwoo lifts up one of Seulgi's legs and places her ankle on his shoulder. The screams she needs to let out get muffled by Jaehyun's cock down her throat. She feels Minho and Jiho guiding her hands to their cocks. She wants them to feel good too, she really does, but her body doesn't really work right now. It seems like she can barely do anything else on her own than just breath. She lazily strokes their dicks, while she's getting ruined by three more.
The walls between her pussy and her ass are so tight, the two boys inside both her holes can feel each other's cocks rubbing against each other. It makes them fuck her even faster, which drives Seulgi towards another orgasm. Her tight pussy can barely contract around Hyunwoo's huge cock as she cums.
After that orgasm washes through her, she feels slightly more focused. But she knows it won't last long. She barely notices how Jaehyun and Minho trade places. The later now sliding his cock in and out of her mouth at a steady pace, while Jaehyun relieves her of the clothespins one after the other. The pain that was there for so long is now gone, which makes Seulgi almost miss it. But even her mess of a brain knows that Jaehyun isn't doing this because he wants to stop the pain. He just has more stuff planned.
Moments later, Seulgi's hands are tied behind her back. Her chin is resting on the desk, until both the three boys inside of her pull out. It's the first time in a while that Seulgi isn't getting touched or fucked. She still feels the vibrator inside of her, but that's it. She is now feeling this unsettling emptiness. As if her body has gotten used to being filled completely. She can tell that her ass is now wide open, while her freshly fucked pussy must look like a mess.
Minho makes her lie on her back and pushes his cock inside her pussy once again. Jiho and Hyunwoo help her up and suddenly Seulgi is being carried, Minho's cock still inside of her. As they all step out of the classroom, Seulgi feels how she's slowly coming to her senses. But with every step Minho takes, her pussy slides up and down his cock, which still makes it hard to focus.
How is this gonna end?
Is her first and last proper thought. When they reach the cafeteria, Minho puts her down on one of the large tables. Jaehyun and Jiho disappear. While Seungmin takes the ring out of her mouth, Hyunwoo pushes Minho carefully out of the way.
"Sorry man. I've been holding it in the whole time. But I need to cum. Right now."
His words make Seulgi shiver, instinctively opening her legs a little further.
"A-Are you going to cum in me?"
Her voice sounds hoarse and rough.
All three of them ignore her.
And she's unable to ask another question, once Hyunwoo buries his cock deep inside her snatch. Deeper than before. So deep, he pushes the vibrator even further inside of her. She can feel it hit her cervix. Seulgi can't even worry about how she's going to get it out of her again, when Hyunwoo now properly starts to fuck her. The veins on his cock rub against her walls, which are almost stretched to the limit. She starts moaning immediately, loosing her mind yet again.
The only thing she can feel his Hyunwoo's cock, ruining her pussy as he uses her like a toy. Seungmin turns her head to the side. Kneeling on the bench at the table, he pushes his cock inside of her mouth. Minho focuses on her tits, sucking and licking them with occasional bite.
But soon, Hyunwoo has already reached his breaking point, just like said. He pushes his cock as deep as it can go inside Seulgi, before finally unloading inside of her. Her pussy quickly gets filled to the brim with his cum. She can feels its warmth rushing through her system.
When Jiho and Jaehyun return, Seungmin is having an orgasm as well. He dumps his load inside her mouth, making Seulgi taste it, before she swallows all of it.
Seulgi looks up at Jiho, who is holding a bottle of chocolate sauce. Before she can say anything, he pours all of it onto her body. Her tits, her midriff... All of it gets covered in the brown sauce. Then, Jaehyun puts the whipped cream he brought to her open mouth and fills her with pure sweetness.
And once again, the five boys start to use her body for their own pleasure. Minho and Jaehyun both put their cocks into Seulgi's whipped cream filled mouth. The mix of her body's warmth and the coldness of the cream makes it feel even better now. Jiho takes the whipped cream too and actually puts some of it right onto her folds. He pushes his cock inside her cum filled pussy, taking the whipped cream with him. Hyunwoo and Seungmin both lean over her and begin to lick her whole torso clean.
Seulgi quivers and shakes under all the sensations, which are all happening at the same time. The two boys that are using her mouth make it hard for her to breathe. She feels Hyunwoo's lips circling her tits, while Seungmin licks the chocolate sauce off her toned midriff. And Jiho uses her pussy whoever he wants, going slow or fast, hard or shallow, not caring what Seulgi herself would like.
It is all way too much for her. Once more, her brain turns off. Her body only responds to their will, while they share all of her holes.
"Oh, fuck."
Jaehyun groans after filling Seulgi's pussy with his cum again.
"How is she still so tight after we've cream pied her this often already?"
He adds another mark on her thigh. That's six.
While Minho uses Seulgi's throat, Hyunwoo starts to coat his cock with a thick layer of lube. The whipped cream and the chocolate sauce are completely gone already. But that doesn't make her holes any less addictive. Minho climaxes, shooting his load deep down Seulgi's throat.
Her eyes grow wide, when she feels Hyunwoo's cock against her add.
"Wait, you're too big. Way too big. I can't-"
She lets out a cry when Hyunwoo pushes his tip past the ring of muscles. He immediately makes her brain go numb with pleasure. His cock keeps on stretching out her ass, until he is around halfway inside of her. Seulgi breaths heavily, trying to get accustomed to having her ass filled to this extend. She knows she won't be able to sit for days.
Hyunwoo pulls slowly out of her ass and the pushes back inside. He starts to establish a rhythm, his cock ruining Seulgi's ass. The pleasure makes her go cross-eyed, her tongue slips out of her half open mouth.
The other four guys watch how Hyunwoo makes her fall apart in the middle of the cafeteria. Just hours ago, hundreds of students sat in this room. Now, the six of them are alone.
Eventually, Seungmin can't take it anymore. He took a break earlier, while the other four used Seulgi's body however they liked. But he's been jerking off since then. And seeing Seulgi fall apart right now makes him walk up to her. Just a second too late. He climaxes just when he reaches her face. His cum hits her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and her tongue, making a mess of her already ruined face.
"I can't watch anymore."
Jaehyun walks up to her too. He and Hyunwoo pick Seulgi up and carry her. Jaehyun lines up his cock with her pussy, before he and Hyunwoo slowly pull her down.
"Oh, god! It's so much!"
Seulgi cries, both her ass and her pussy completely full with cock. The two of them make her slide up and down on their cocks.
"I want some of that pussy too."
Jiho walks up to the three of them.
"Wait, I-"
He doesn't wait. Jaehyun and Hyunwoo stop for a second, enabling Jiho to push his cock into Seulgi's already filled pussy. The three of them completely melt her brain. The biggest inside her ass and tow inside her pussy. She's being split open and she can't believe she's still alive. She can't believe her body is able to take all of this. And she can't believe how good this feels.
"Let's fill her up completely."
Seungmin nudges Minho and the two of them climb onto the table Seulgi lied on mere minutes ago. They're all at the perfect hight. As they push their cocks past her lips, Seulgi realizes that all five of them are inside of her. She doesn't know how it's possible. But five or her students are sharing all three of her holes.
At this point, Seulgi doesn't even have orgasms one after another. She feels like she's trapped inside one huge orgasm. Her body can't keep up. She can't calm down. Wave after wave of pure pleasure washes through her body. Her pussy contracts around both cocks inside her. The world around her becomes distant. Her vision gets blurry. Eventually, her brain is unable to comprehend what's going on. The pleasure inside of her completely takes over. She doesn't feel anything else. She can't even moan. It takes too much energy for to be in a constant state of orgasm.
Seulgi realizes she must've past out. She opens her eyes. She's lying on top of a desk, the five boys are standing around her. She can't see the marks on her throat, but the ones on her thigh tell her that at least three of them cream pied her, after she lost her senses. She feels how someone's cum slowly leaks out of her gaping ass. Her whole body feels sore, used, broken.
Barely able to move her head, Seulgi looks around the room.
"No, wait."
Panic rises inside of her. But her voice is barely above a whisper.
"This is...This is...the principal's..."
She can't finish her sentence.
Once again, one of the boys shoves his cock into her mouth. Soon after, she feels the rest of her holes getting stuffed. While they use her again, her juices and sweat and their cum mix and start to stain the principal's desk. The five boys don't care and Seulgi can't stop them. Her eyes are only half open as he manages to glance at the clock, which is hanging on the wall. But she can't read it. It's as if she forgot how to tell time. The cocks inside of her seem to turn her into some brainless slut.
What Seulgi doesn't know is, that two hours have already passed, since the last bell of the day rang. It's 6:30 pm already. And the five boys don't plan on stopping anytime soon.
After using Seulgi as cum dump once again, they move her to the teacher's lounge. They can't help themselves, but have to fuck her right on the new teacher's desk. The new teacher is a cute, young woman, who teaches gym class. Jaehyun uses the jump rope, which was lying on her desk, to tie Seulgi's tits together in a painful way. First the clothespins, now this. Seulgi feels her tits being painfully squeezed by the rope, which will probably leave red marks by the end of the day.
Instead of going back to the classroom, they make Seulgi kneel right in the middle of the hallway afterwards. Just like the beginning, they form a circle around her and use her mouth one at a time. Her whole body is quickly covered in a thick layer of juices, sweat, saliva and cum. Everyone could walk into the school and see her like this. It's not like they're hiding in a classroom or something. But they're making her blow them all right here, in the hallway.
Eventually, the five of them do take Seulgi back to the classroom they had detention in. She can barely think on her own at this point. They have to tell her everything she has to do. After all of them use all her holes once again, they form a circle around her.
Jaehyun frees her of the jump rope. The red marks around her tits are clearly visible. Jiho puts the wooden clothespins back on her nipples, barely making Seulgi flinch. It's almost as if she's immune to anything but pleasure right now. And while she's just kneeling there, hands behind her back, she tries to rub her thighs together, hoping to not fall from this never ending high. Her tongue is hanging out of her mouth as if she is a dog in heat. Jaehyun somehow connects both ends of the jump rope with both clothespins.
"Open wide."
Seulgi obeys, opening her mouth fully. Jaehyun putts the middle of the jump in her mouth an she instinctively closes it again.
"Fuck, she looks like one of these Japanese porn stars right now."
Seulgi has to hold back the urge to lean towards one of the cocks pointing at her. She needs to feel them inside of her again. But the boys have other plans. Jiho and Seungmin snap a couple of pictures. And afterwards all five of them jerk off to the mess they've created.
Seulgi is kneeling on the floor. Naked, clothespins pinching her nipples, which are connected by a rope, that she's holding up with her teeth. Her whole body is covered in her own slick, her sweat, her saliva and the boy's cum. Her hair is a mess too, her eyes are red after getting hit by so much of her own saliva and cum. And even now, cum is leaking out of her ass and pussy. The tally marks on her throat are barely visible anymore. A number between 10 and 15. In contrast to that, her right thigh is completely covered. The number is bigger than the one on her throat.
The pure sight of their ruined Biology teacher eventually makes the boys cum one after another. First, it's Seungmin and Minho. Seungmin is standing on her right, his load hitting her cheek and her nose. Minho, right next to him, hits Seulgi directly in the eye, making it even worse. The other three cum soon after in quick succession. Jiho completely covers her left cheek. Hyunwoo paints her forehead and her hair from behind. And fianlly Jaehyun gives Seulgi's entire face on more layer of cum.
"I'm so fucked."
He groans, still finding it difficult to belive that they pulled all of this off.
"Same time next week?"
Jiho jokes, but he is visibly completely drained as well.
Man, I-"
Minho gets interrupted by the door being thrown open. All of them freeze. Seulgi's brain recovers in an instant and she's almost back to normal in a second. Who wouldn't turn sober, when one of the sudent's, who just used your body for hours without a break, mother stands in the door. Seulgi is very aware of the fact she is complete mess, kneeling inside a crcle of five of her students.
"Miss, Bae..."
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