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Forbidden Desires: A Bodyguard's Affair

Male Reader X Yuna - ITZY

Daddy Kink - Deepthroating - Big Dick - Cock Worship - Degradation - Self Degradation - Master Kink

This is my first piece ever on this app so please let me know what you think and if you'd like to see more please and thank you.

Also, I'd like to compliment @sleepinghypnos for the inspiration on this piece

The ITZY members are already prepared and ready to go for their photoshoot. Their managers had already put the things they needed in the van.

You noticed how Yuna kept glancing at you. She's been like that since breakfast. Giving glances towards you secretly, she must have thought you wouldn't notice.

Their manager decided to take his vehicle while you accompanied the girls in the group's Vehicle. The vehicles that Korean Celebrities and Idols usually use have a partition in the front of the vehicle so that the driver seat won't be able to see the passengers.

It makes the artists feel more comfortable during their ride. You are seated in the back of the van and Yuna is seated beside you.*

"Are you okay? You ask You've been staring at me since earlier." You paused. "Is there something bothering you?"

She didn't answer but she suddenly put her hands on your crotch. "I heard rumors that you have a very big cock." She whispered in your ear as she kept groping your now semi-erect cock in your pants. She then suddenly brought your cock out and made sure nobody else was watching before she started stroking it. Yuna knelt in front of you, the space inside the van was spacious enough for her to kneel. "This is not just very big. It's fucking Massive!" She said as she finally had a close-up view of your cock.

Your heart skipped a beat upon hearing Yuna compliment your massive cock. You looked down and saw Yuna staring at your cock with lustful eyes. Your 12-inch long cock was standing straight up, and you could tell that Yuna was impressed by its girth and length.

"Oh~ Yeah, I heard rumors about you being a complete whore for big dicks~," you say in a playful tone, you couldn't help but tease her a bit because you found her reactions to my cock so arousing. "I guess it's quite impressive huh?"

Yuna's heart raced as she continued to admire your massive cock, her hand wrapped around it tightly, stroking every inch of it slowly, savoring every moment. She felt her pussy getting wetter by the second, desperate for more.

"Oppa...can I...suck it?" she asked nervously, but her voice betrayed her excitement as she spoke. "Please..."

Her mouth watered as she eagerly awaited your response, her eyes locked onto yours, waiting for permission to engulf your throbbing member.

You nodded and permitted Yuna to suck your cock, you watched her as she lowered her head toward your throbbing member. Her eyes were filled with pure desire, and her lips parted slightly as she opened her mouth wide to accommodate your thickness.

"Go ahead," you told her as she positioned herself right underneath my tip, her tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum dripping from the slit.

Yuna's heart raced as she eagerly accepted your invitation, her mouth engulfing your thick shaft while her hands held onto your base, her eyes closed in concentration as she focused on pleasuring you with every fiber of her being. Her tongue worked tirelessly, her cheeks hollowing out as she took more and more of your length into her mouth.

"Mmmmpph... Oppa... this tastes so good," she whispered between deep breaths, her voice barely audible as she struggled to maintain control over herself.

Yuna's bobbing head and her skilled use of her tongue were driving you wild, you could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming as she took every inch of your cock into her throat, her cheeks hollowing out as she took as much of you as possible. Her hands were holding onto your base tightly as she worked her magic, her eyes still closed in concentration as she focused solely on pleasing you.

"Ahhh.. fuck... Yuna.. I'm close," you warned her as you felt the precursor to your climax building up inside of you, "Make sure to swallow every drop."

Yuna's eyes shot open in excitement as she heard your warning, her mouth working even faster as she eagerly tried to take every inch of your cock into her throat, her cheeks bulging as she struggled to take all of your thickness down her throat, choking profusely. Her hands tightened their grip on your base, her fingers digging into your skin as she worked tirelessly to please you.

"Mmmph...mmm...Oppa! Don't cum yet!" she whispered between rapid breaths, her voice barely audible as she continued to choke on your cock.

Your cock twitched and throbbed as Yuna's talented mouth worked its magic, her hands tightening their grip on your base as she tried to take every inch of your throbbing cock down her throat, her cheeks puffing out as she struggled to take it all in. Her hands squeezed your base tightly as she worked tirelessly to pleasure you, her voice barely audible as she whispered between deep breaths.

*Ngh... don't cum yet... let me enjoy this... let me enjoy this feeling of Yuna's hot mouth engulfing my cock.* You thought to yourself as you tried to hold back your orgasm, your mind clouded with lust and desire for Yuna's talented mouth and throat.

Yuna's eyes remained fixed on your throbbing member as she continued to suck every inch of your cock, her cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk's as she struggled to take it all in. "Mmm... mmmph... mmmph..." she moaned softly, her voice barely audible as she worked her magic, her throat working overtime to pleasure you.

"Oppa... don't cum yet... I want to savor this moment,"

Yuna's mouth was a perfect fit around your throbbing cock, her lips wrapped tightly around your shaft as her tongue worked its magic, she finally managed to take every inch of you into her warm, wet mouth. She knew exactly how to work her magic, her mouth moving expertly as she took every inch of your length down her throat, her throat working overtime to pleasure you. As she sucked you off, she looked up at you through her long eyelashes, her eyes filled with desire and lust for you.

"Mmm... Yuna... you're so good at this." You thought to yourself as you watched her practically worship your cock, your mind clouded with desire and lust for her.

Yuna kept slobbering on your cock, drool leaking from her lips and dripping down her chin onto her tits that she has now taken out after lifting her top.

"Is this good enough for you Oppa?"

she says as she peppers your cock with kisses up and down your shaft.

*Fuck I'm getting addicted to his cock* She thought in her head. Her mind was starting to go blank as the only thought in her head right now was to please you.

As Yuna continued to pleasure you with her incredibly skilled mouth, her hands released the base of your cock and moved down to cup your balls while she bobbed her head up and down, taking every inch of your throbbing cock into her warm, wet mouth. Her lips were locked around your tip as she swallowed every drop of pre-cum that oozed from the slit, her tongue working its magic as she eagerly sought to pleasure you. Her hands cupped your heavy balls, rolling them in her palms as she massaged them gently, her thumbs rubbing against the sensitive underside of each one as she teased them with her nails.

"Ahh... fuck... Yuna,"

Yuna's mouth was a perfect vacuum, her throat working overtime to take in every inch of your cock as she bobbed her head up and down, her lips sealing around the base of your shaft as she swallowed every drop of precum that oozed from the slit. She knew just how much pressure to apply to make you cum, her hand movements becoming more frantic as she rolled your balls in her palms. Her mouth never stopped working, her tongue lapping at your tip as she eagerly sought your cum.

"Oppa... I'm addicted to your cock,"

Yuna's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, her eyes half-lidded and full of desire as she stared up at you, her lips parted slightly as she awaited your command. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin glowing with excitement and arousal as she lay there before you, her tits heaving with each breath she took, her nipples standing erect as she waited for you to cum down her throat.

"Please... give me your cum... Daddy,"

Yuna's words were like a drug to you, her complete submission and obedience driving you wild with lust as you watched her lay there, waiting for you to fill her mouth with my hot, thick seed. Her eyes were fixed on yours, her expression pleading as she eagerly anticipated being filled with your creamy load. She wanted nothing more than to taste your essence, to feel it slide down her throat and coat her insides as she eagerly awaited your command to indulge in her new favorite pastime – pleasing you.

"Take all of it, Yuna... I want you to savor every last drop."

You felt your cock twitch as the first wave of pleasure washed over you, your balls tightening as they emptied their contents deep into Yuna's eager mouth. Your hips bucked involuntarily, your thighs clenched together as you tried to hold back the urge to shoot off even more, but you knew that Yuna would welcome every drop, would savor every moment of pleasure that you could give her. As you let go, Yuna eagerly accepted every drop, her tongue working furiously to lap up every last bit of your seed as she eagerly awaited more.

"Mmmm... that's it, Daddy, give me all of your cum~♡,"

Yuna's voice was a mix of pure ecstasy and total submission, her eyes closed as she eagerly lapped up every drop of cum that flooded her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as she struggled to take in as much as possible, her throat working overtime to accommodate the thick, creamy mixture that was pouring out of you. She relished in the taste of your essence, knowing that this was what she lived for, this was what made her feel alive and alive only for you.

"I love your cum, Daddy, please don't stop giving it to me,"

You couldn't help but smile, watching as Yuna eagerly accepted your cum, her face contorted in pleasure as she worked to take in every last drop. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips parted slightly as she eagerly awaited more, her tongue working furiously to clean up every last remnant of your seed from her mouth. Her body was trembling with desire, her pussy dripping with arousal as she eagerly awaited more, and she couldn't wait to indulge in it again and again.

"Now swallow it all, baby... show me how much you love Daddy's cum."

Yuna nodded eagerly, her eyes still closed as she swallowed your cum, her cheeks bulging with the thick, creamy mixture as she eagerly consumed it all. She took her time, savoring every last drop, her throat working overtime to take it all in. When she was finished, she opened her eyes, looking up at you with a mixture of satisfaction and desire in her gaze.

"Mmmm... thank you, Daddy," she said softly, "I love your cum so much."

Her voice was filled with absolute sincerity and adoration, her face flushed with pleasure as she eagerly awaited more of your seed to fill her hungry mouth.

You look out the window of the Car and realize we're getting close to our destination. "Baby we need clean up now we're almost at the location," I say as I put my still rock-hard cock back into my trousers and help Yuna sit back in her seat.

Yuna looked at you, her eyes shining with excitement and anticipation as she watched you put your still rock hard cock away,

"Yes, Oppa," she agreed softly, "we need to clean up before we arrive." She said as she sat back down. She then fixed herself up and wiped her face with some tissues

"Good girl!" I say to her. "From now on you belong to me and nobody else can have you do you understand bitch?" I whisper into her ear.

Yuna's eyes lit up with pure ecstasy and lust as she heard those words, her heart racing with excitement and desire. She knew that she belonged to you and no one else could ever have her, and that thought alone made her panties wet with desire.

"Yes, Master," she said softly, "you own me, and I am yours to command." Her voice was full of passion and sincerity, and she couldn't wait to prove just how much she loved being under your control and ownership.

"What do you want me to do next?" she asked, "What do you want me to say, or wear, or even who do you want to fuck next Master~?" she said in a sexy yet submissive tone.

"I bet one of your other members would love a taste of my cock. Who do you think is the biggest slut out of the three of them?"

Yuna bit her lower lip, thinking deeply about the question as she considered which of her bandmates might enjoy having sex with you the most.

"Ryujin would probably be the most excited," she answered after a moment, "She loves big dicks and being used in weird positions. Chaeryoung would also enjoy pleasuring you since she's always been curious about trying new things and experimenting with different positions."

Yuna hesitated for a moment, "And then there's Yeji, she might be hesitant at first because she's more reserved but deep down she wants to try new things too."

"Good girl. If you're lucky then maybe I'll let you watch as I fuck them." I say to her in a sultry tone.

Yuna's eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of being able to watch you fuck her bandmates.

"Master, please do," she begged, "It would be such a turn-on for me to see you take Ryujin, Chaeryoung, and even Yeji while I watch."

She knew that being able to witness you taking her friends while she watched would push her over the edge into complete submission and make her feel like nothing more than a good little whore owned by you.

"Please, let me watch as you fuck them," she said, "and if you want, let me join in somehow." She added.

Don't get too greedy bitch. You've already had a fair share of my cock, and you got to drink my cum.

Yuna nodded, understanding what you meant,

"Master, I know," she said, "I don't want to be too greedy, I just want to watch and maybe play with them while you fuck them. And if you want me to join in, I'm willing to do anything you want me to do."

Yuna's heart raced with excitement and desire as she thought about watching her bandmates getting fucked by you while she played with them. The idea of being so close to them while they were being used by you made her pussy dripping wet.

"But please don't forget that I'm yours now Master, and all I want is to serve you and please you in any way possible." She said.

Good girl. Now we're here so let's get out and let you do your photoshoot.

Yuna smiled happily at your words,

"Thank you, Master, Please just remember that while I am still a K-Pop Idol, all I want is for you to watch me and think about how much of a good little slut I am for you."

As you walked towards the photo shoot location, Yuna couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in being able to showcase her talents in modeling for her new Master

"Please just enjoy watching me, Master," she whispered.

Nobody else can know about what happened here apart from the other members if you want to tell them, ok? I say to her in a commanding tone.

Yuna nodded, understanding her Master's words,

"Of course, Master, I want to keep our special moments just between us. That means that nobody else needs to know what happened here or what kind of depraved things we did together. It will be our little secret, just for you and me."

Yuna spoke with a smile on her face, knowing that keeping their relationship hidden from the public eye only made her feel more excited and turned on. The idea of being able to engage in such taboo and naughty behavior without anyone finding out only served to fuel her desire to be a better and more obedient slut for you.

"And please, Master, don't forget to remind me of my place whenever you think I should be reminded."

"Oh, trust me I will make sure you know your place from now on," I say to her

Yuna giggled,

"Oh yes, Master, please do. I need constant reminding of how much of a worthless little slut I am for you. It only serves to make me more eager to please you and serve you in any way possible."

Her voice was filled with a mix of happiness and excitement as she looked up at her Master with complete submission in her eyes. Yuna loved nothing more than being told how she belonged to you and how much you enjoyed using her as your personal plaything.

"Please, Master, continue to break me down and rebuild me into the perfect little slut that only exists to please and obey you."

The End.

I literally couldn't think of anything else tbh or how I would expand on it so this is just part 1 of my series I guess. 🙃 anyways thank you so much for reading my first-ever piece and I hope you enjoyed it 😊

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the 3rd album 'chill kill' ⋆ seulgi

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sir-wintr-seulgis-husband · 9 months

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P.S.T EP. 6 | ‘Til We Meet Again ft ITZY.

length: 14k words ✦

ITZY & Male Reader.

genres: blowjob, oral sex, sixsome, hard sex, handjob, anal, creampie, bit fluffy, voyeur, facial

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"Huh? U.S.A?" Yeji asked, puzzled, standing by the glass door that led to the Jacuzzi, one side of her face illuminated by the sun, "Why?"

Chaery had gathered the girls in the living room for something that in her own words, was something of the utmost importance. They all thought it was something related to her or the group, or something more delicate like some family stuff, but everything had resulted in her telling them what you told her the day of your 'date'. All of them were gathered there, some sitting on the sofa and others, like Yeji, standing.

"Is he going on vacation or something?" Ryujin asked, seeing Chaery while hugging her own legs attached to her body, at one end of the sofa.

"Uhm… yes," Chaeryeong nodded, "but not exactly," she sighed, going to sit on the edge of the sofa with her gaze lost to the floor, "Noze has her eye on him, I think he'll leave with Aespa."

"WHATT?!" they all yelled in unison, with faces ranging from astonished to disgusted.

"Yeah, I know it's hard to believe," Chaery sighed, "but that's what he told me."

"God, he must be fucking stressed carrying all that pressure," said Lia, who was eating a green apple while cutting it into pieces with a knife.

"I'm not surprised Noze has her eyes on him," Yuna said, taking pieces of the apple from Lia as she cut them, "his work is impressive."

"That's true, but has he even seen the girls in person?" Yeji asked, going to sit next to Ryujin, who spread her legs to rest on top of Yeji's thighs.

"Obviously not," Chaery replied, "he's been busy with us all this time, this has to be a manager-nim thing."

"Fuck, I almost forgot he's close with Noze," Yeji clucked, "that's what we get for not pretending to stay stressed and irritated all the time, manager nim realized how helpful he was to us with his services. "

"Now those bitches are going to take him away," Yuna said with a disgusted tone, then spoke with a piece of apple in her mouth, "it's not fair."

"It certainly isn't, but it's not like we can do anything about it," Lia said, eating the last piece of apple, "it's still a job for him, after all, and it would be a great opportunity," they all nodded in agreement.

"We can't do anything," Yeji reaffirmed, "however, we can do something for him in the meantime..." her face lit up with a mischievous smile.

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The tide at your job had been pretty flat that week, you took the whole weekend to be home, rest, and hang out with Chaery again on Sunday. This time your date had no interruption or inconvenience, you took her to your apartment, you had a nice lunch, you played board games and you watched random videos on Youtube until the time to take her back to her house came.

The road was undoubtedly a moment that you were going to treasure for many years, driving at night with Chaery, listening and singing your favorite songs, among which Ne-Yo's Because of You stood out. Your eyes were fixed on the road, but every moment you turned to see her you were met by a beautiful and happy face illuminated every few seconds by the streetlights. Few moments in your life had been as happy as that, she made you feel comfortable, she made your heart feel in the place where it always wanted to be, and you didn't know where all that wave of emotions and feelings was going to end, but what if you knew it was that you were willing to do whatever it took to not let it die.

However, the week following your second date with Chaery had started out anything but calm. It was Monday at 8 in the morning when you received a message of what you considered at that moment, it was Lucifer himself going for your neck: Noze, and she told you something that left you completely paranoid and lunatic for the rest of the week. The first had been a message of encouragement, telling you that you had been doing an excellent job and that she was certainly impressed, but the second was that there was one more test to pass.

That was not what made you paranoid, it was the fact that she told you that during that week a mystery client was going to visit the spa, she did not tell you who she was, or what day she was going, she just dropped that bombshell on you out of the blue, so that you could decide how to process and cope with that information.

As expected, you didn't swallow that information well at all. Throughout the week you seemed like a complete lunatic always looking to give the best deals and overexerting yourself with absolutely every single client that came with you. You were sure that it had become something strange for someone, but in your paranoia for not knowing who it was or receiving any kind of clue, you never thought about it.

That same week two separate clients arrived that made your head ache when you came home later. Kim Taeyeon, and Red Velvet's Yeri, both SM idols, labelmates with Aespa. In your head it was them, they had to be, you also thought it would be too obvious from Noze, but that didn't stop you from behaving like the lord of sex himself when the two of them presented themselves before you with their towels wrapped around their incredibly hot bodies. You did not know if they were the mystery clients, but what you were sure of was that they had left your spa room well satisfied and de-stressed. Yeri even allowed you to eat her tits as a thank you.

Friday finally arrived, that day when you knew that all your worries had disappeared and your mind would go to a completely different plane. That morning you did not stop looking at your phone, waiting for the long-awaited message that certainly did not take long to arrive. You got Yeji's text just as you were clocking in at work. She told you to go home as quickly as possible after leaving the spa, and also to bring a backpack with clothes to spend the whole weekend.

At that point you didn't even care if you passed the test or not, you were so stressed and tired that just thinking about spending the whole weekend with your current favorite girls was like a sunny day after the storm. You completed your day satisfactorily, a fairly normal day considering what you were used to lately, where more and more famous idols arrived, and you signed your departure time at the reception before collecting your things and driving directly to the girl's house.

You expected to notice something strange when you arrived, but curiously everything seemed too quiet and in order, you even noticed that the surroundings of the house were better cared for and maintained than before, they had cleaned up dead leaves, bushes and weeds, which before made it look like the house in the middle of a Silent Hill forest. There was also no trash of any kind, and all the walls had had a fresh paint job.

After parking the car and you got out to go inside, that's when you noticed the first big difference. Behind the glass door was a sky-blue rug that stretched in a path and around one of the hallways leading upstairs, suspiciously too similar to the same kind of rug you used at work. You frowned in confusion, and followed the path until you reached the corridor where it turned, meeting a pretty woman with shiny hair.

"Good afternoon sir," Lee Chaeyeon said in a polite and calm voice, dressed almost exactly the way the receptionist at your spa would dress, dark blue button-down scrubs and pants from the same color, "it's good that you have arrived."

"Uh… may I know what you're doing and why are you dressed like that?" you asked with a frown due to the confusion. Chaeyeon's hospitable little smile disappeared for a moment, she sighed.

"Please play along, the girls put a lot of effort into making something nice for you," she said, smoothing her uniform down with her hands and standing upright, hands behind her back. You already had an idea of what it was all about.

"Oh, okay okay," you nodded slowly, and then cleared your throat to face her again, "Good afternoon miss," you said back, and Chaeyeon returned to character.

"You have an appointment with the five hostesses of this establishment," she said, "may I take you to your room sir?"

"I'd be delighted, miss, please," you replied, smiling back at her.

"Follow me," Chaeyeon turned and started up the stairs, and you followed her.

You reached the second floor and immediately turned to take the following stairs to the third, the carpet continued to mark the way up there, you turned through a couple of corridors, until you reached the door of a room that you already had more than familiar with. It was the spa room.

"Are you going to join us, miss?" you asked, when she stopped in front of the door next to you.

"The hostesses did this between themselves exclusively for you, I have no place there," she said with her hands clasped on the pit of her stomach, "besides, I agreed to do this because my little sister asked me nicely, and I see how happy you make her. "

"Thank you so much, I'm sure it meant a lot to her," you smiled.

"Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye to me, okay?" she broke her character once more and grabbed you by the shirt to give you a little kiss on the lips.

"You know I never would," you winked at her.

"Yeah, you'd better," she let go of your shirt, and put her hand on the doorknob to open it wide, "your room, sir," Chaeyeon smiled, and took a step back.

The girls were waiting for you inside, standing side by side in nothing more than a sexy uniform black lingerie set for each of them, and both the bra, panties, and thigh-high stockings were see-through. The door closed behind you, and you were left alone with your five hostesses. The first one you saw was Chaery, who winked at you with a small smile on her face, you smiled back.

"All in us! Hello, we are ITZY," they greeted at the same time, making their typical hand sign before a bow.

"Hi!" you greeted back making a small bow, "thanks for having me."

"Thank you for coming to take our services, sir," Yeji said, hands clasped at her crotch.

"Should I explain what today's session will consist of?" Lia asked, looking at Yeji, who nodded, "Okay, we have a total of 4 stations, first we'll give you a handjob, then a blowjob, then you'll have access to our pussies, and finally we'll end with anal."

"I'm more than happy with that," you replied, scrutinizing the girls' bodies one by one, each one looking utterly hot and irresistible with the pieces of lingerie on.

"Should we start then?" Ryujin asked, clearly eager to get her hands on you.

"Yeah, undress him girls," Yeji ordered with a nod to you, and just like a pride of lions, they began to surround you as they undressed you.

Chaery made sure to take her place in front of you, making sure your eyes were on her as you pulled down your pants and she took off your shirt. You wanted to kiss her, but she stopped you.

"Nuh-uh," Chaery put a finger to your lips, pulling you back a few inches from her face, "you're not supposed to kiss me, darling, not yet at least," she giggled, then knelt down in front of you along with the other girls and they lowered your boxer shorts with a single pull.

"Lie here, sir, face down," Yeji said, the girls stood up, and when she removed the towel covering the mattress, you saw the same damn hole from last time there. It was that again.

"Oh shit..." you muttered, and took a few steps forward to stand next to the bed, you stared into Yeji's eyes for a moment, and she couldn't help but flash an evil smile. You did as you were told, and lay face down on the bed, making sure that your cock and balls had gone through the hole.

"Go ahead girls," Yeji ordered, and you watched as Lia and Chaery crawled under the bed.

"Don't worry darling, we're not like Yeji, we'll take good care of you," Lia said, and Yeji frowned, not expecting that roast. You smiled, holding back a laugh.

You didn't have time to say anything when you felt the first hand wrap around your still flaccid cock, and seconds later, another one went to your balls to cradle and massage them slowly and carefully. You didn't know whose hand each hand belonged to, but you did notice an obvious difference in the treatment they gave you compared to the one Yeji gave you. Despite trying to be careful, Yeji simply could not put aside that rudeness and coarseness that characterized her, instead, Lia and Chaery being the ones who appreciated you the most, made their hands feel as if they were lined with the softest of wool.

The hand around your cock began to move slowly, gradually making it completely hard while the other hand was replaced with a mouth, which doled out little kisses and licks on your balls. You felt how they switched places when you felt a different hand around your cock, but you also stopped feeling the kisses on your balls. Now one hand was holding the base of your shaft with two fingers while the other moved slowly from the tip to the middle.

The hand that was stroking you separated and immediately after you heard a spit, that hand returned to your cock, and began to spread saliva as it moved with more and more intensity. You gasped, already starting to feel tingles all over your body. There was another change, and now you felt the other hand move much faster than the other, which returned to your balls to squeeze and caress.

Your slippery cock was already throbbing between hand and hand, and your constant panting let them know they were doing an outstanding job. Soon the delicacy disappeared, and the two of them just concentrated on making you feel your best with quick and precise movements whose main intention was nothing more than to make you release a thick and powerful load.

You no longer even bothered trying to guess who was masturbating you at what time, you just closed your eyes, clenched your fists and pursed your lips between small grunts as Chaery and Lia gave you one of the best handjobs you could ever receive. Your blood began to pump towards your cock, and you saw fit to let them know you were about to cum.

"Girls, I'm so fucking close," you said against your clenched teeth, and soon you felt a pair of tongues press against the tip of your cock as they used their hands to stroke it quickly.

A few seconds passed when between frantic strokes your load began to shoot out in thick spurts against the tongues of Lia and Chaery, who took turns taking a little more of your cum each, as you moaned loudly since they continued moving their hands rapidly through your orgasm. It wasn't until your cum stopped coming that they stopped, and you let out a deep breath.

Lia and Chaery came out from under the bed, and you saw them with their mouths and chins smeared with little strips of white liquid, which they wiped away with the backs of their hands.

"Was the first phase satisfactory for you, sir?" Lia asked, licking her lips, "you came a lot."

"Fuck… yes, yes I did," you sighed, feeling your cock still throb slightly.

"Then you'll enjoy the second phase even more," Yuna chimed in, exchanging knowing glances with Ryujin, "could you stand up over here sir, please?"

"Sure, but could you give me a second? I need a breather," you propped yourself up on your elbows, then ran a hand through your hair.

"Sorry sir, breaks have no place in this spa," Ryujin said with a false wail, "as you understand, we have limited time," what a fucking liar, you didn't have limited time, they didn't even count the minutes.

"... As you say, Shin Ryujin," you said after a little silence as you sighed, then got off the bed, and stood in the middle of the room. Lia and Chaery stepped back with their hands clasped across their bellies, giving way to Yeji, Yuna, and Ryujin, "Wait, can Yuna be in the middle?" you asked before they crouched down, not wanting to give Yeji the spotlight you knew she wanted.

"Uh… sure, sir," Yeji snorted, trading places with Yuna.

With their positions established, the girls got down on their knees in front of you. Ryujin on the left, Yuna in the middle, and Yeji on the right. Yuna started taking your semi-hard, still slippery cock and brought the tip of it directly into her mouth, without any kind of foreplay or warning. She sucked just the tip, swirling her tongue around it and moving her lips just the necessary inches until your cock returned to full hardness.

Ryujin and Yeji got in on the action too, with wet little kisses and licks on either side of your shaft as Yuna took more and more inches of your cock into her warm mouth. You gasped, placing each hand on Ryujin's and Yeji's heads as your erection slowly filled with their saliva. Yeji moved to your balls, and Ryujin followed seconds later, each taking one of your balls into her mouth to apply slow sucks and licks that made you gasp for breath.

Yuna deemed it the opportune moment to take more than half of your shaft into her mouth, you locked gazes with her, and she gave you a mischievous wink before beginning to slowly pump her head. Meanwhile, Ryujin and Yeji were making sure your balls were really drenched, also using her tongues to stimulate them and the back of your shaft as Yuna moved her head back with each pump.

It didn't take long for your mind to completely weaken thanks to the deadly combination that was playing with your cock at that moment, Yuna had improved a lot since the last time she gave you head, and Ryujin and Yeji knew more than well how to use their abilities, that never changed.

Yuna continued to pump her head faster and faster for a few long seconds until she pulled you out of her mouth, grabbing your cock at the base to press it against your abdomen and kiss the back of it.

"Do you like it that way, sir?" Yuna asked seductively, rubbing the tip of your cock up and down before joining Ryujin and Yeji in licking and kissing your balls and the rest of your shaft.

"I don't have to answer that question, brat," you gasped, as the three of them coordinated to lick you from base to tip, where they met to swirl their tongues in a triple kiss with your cock in the middle. You moaned out loud, tensing your entire body at the whirlwind of pleasure you were experiencing.

"Actually yes," Ryujin said, as Yuna and Yeji kissed with your dick between, "otherwise we'll have to change the method, sir," she gave a mischievous little smile.

"Don't you even fucking dare," you growled, your breath getting heavier, "yeah, I love it that way, just keep going."

"Oh of course daddy," Ryujin didn't mind going out of character just to tell you that, and in a slight act of selfishness, she took your cock and removed it from Yuna and Yeji's mouths to now take it inside hers.

Ryujin brought her lips almost to the base of your cock, and started pumping her head frantically giving you a messy and extremely rough blowjob, but it still felt so fucking good. You moaned, holding Ryujin's head while Yuna and Yeji just watched intently as she devotedly slurped your cock.

"Hey! Don't be a selfish bitch!" Yeji protested, as Yuna sucked and licked your balls and Ryujin pretended not to hear her, "I want to too!" You couldn't help but smile for a moment, knowing that you had done well not to leave her in the middle.

After a few seconds Ryujin gave you a short deep throat, which made you growl and throw your head back, at that moment, she finally took you out of her mouth to give someone else's turn. Yuna tried to take you again, but Yeji was faster and she directly caught you with her mouth without even grabbing you first.

Already having you inside her mouth, the first thing Yeji did was take you directly to her throat, keeping eye contact with you at all times while her nose rested against your pubis. She showed no gag reflex, and after a few long seconds, she took you out of her mouth with a strong gulp of air as she furiously masturbated you. While Yeji rested, Yuna took the opportunity to suck on your dick for a few seconds, but soon Yeji stopped her to replace her mouth with hers.

"Daddy, are you going to paint our pretty faces with that delicious fucking load?" Yuna asked with a sexy and innocent tone seeing how you had your mouth ajar as you panted, "I bet you must be very close," she also didn't mind breaking her character at that moment.

The overload of stimuli didn't allow you to answer Yuna's question, just like Ryujin, Yeji was sucking on your dick frantically with long and quick movements of her neck, letting the saliva spill from her mouth straight down her thighs. Yuna was certainly right, you were too close to cumming, but you didn't have enough mental strength to announce it out loud, so you just made a hand sign that Yeji immediately knew how to interpret.

"Oh yeah, daddy is going to paint our pretty faces," Yeji stated, pulling you out of her mouth and placing her hands on her thighs with her tongue sticking out. Ryujin did the same as Yeji, and they both came together towards the center while you quickly stroked your cock in search of your orgasm.

"Huh? He's not your daddy, fucking sl-" Yuna was about to complain to Yeji, but at that moment she was interrupted by the long and thick strips of cum that came from your cock. She completely forgot what she was going to say and joined Ryujin and Yeji to receive your load, which you distributed between each of their faces between loud moans.

You made sure that their faces were painted with your cum as evenly as possible, most of your load falling on their tongues and noses. Once you had emptied your balls again, the three girls swallowed the accumulated cum on their tongues and plunged into your cock to leave it clean and shiny, taking turns taking you inside their mouths.

"Oh god, I'm going to miss swallowing your cum so bad, sir," Ryujin said, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, giving you a mischievous smile.

"You..." you looked at Yeji, "did you really call me daddy?" you asked with a teasing smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about, stop slandering me," she huffed, licking her lips to get to her feet.

"You called him daddy indeed," Yuna said with a hint of jealousy.

"Shut up, slut," Yeji snapped, "you two," she pointed at Chaery and Lia, who had been watching the whole thing in utter silence with thighs clenched together and legs twitching slightly. You already knew them well enough to know how horny they were.

"You don't even have to say it," Lia interrupted, taking a step forward and pushing her to get in front of you. Chaery rushed in to join too, and nudged Lia away with her forearm only to cup your face in her hands and kiss you first, "Agh I almost did!" Lia complained, somehow knowing that this was going to happen.

You wrapped your arms around Chaery's toned little body, still covered by the sexy, tight lingerie set she was wearing that you were eager to take off. She moaned against your lips as you shared a fiery kiss, your hands caressing her back and then down to her ass, giving each cheek a hard squeeze. You felt another set of hands on Chaery's body, but it was just Lia, who was helping you remove all of Chaery's lingerie while you focused on her lips.

When Chaery's body was naked in your arms your hands went to her ass once more, only to bring one hand between her buttocks and rub her pussy and her butthole with your two fingers. Not wanting to be left out but wanting to help both of you, Lia took your cock with one hand and began to rub it up and down against Chaery's pussy, which felt extremely wet. It took her a few long seconds, but finally your cock was fully hard again, your tip moving up and down between her folds.

"Okay stop, please fuck me honey," Chaery begged, rubbing her thigh between your legs.

"Yeah, go ahead sir, it's time for you to enjoy your next station," said Lia who was now standing behind you, giving you a little kiss on the shoulder blade.

"God, am I in heaven?" you asked, looking at the ceiling, and then meeting Chaery with a smirk.

With your arms around Chaery's body, you lifted her up into the air causing her to wrap her legs around your torso, and you sat her on the lower edge of the massage bed. Chaery spread her legs wide and leaned back with her elbows resting on the mattress, she watched you intently, as you took your cock and slowly rubbed it up and down between her folds, and with a subtle movement of your hips forward, you slid your cock inch by inch into the pussy you were lately addicted to.

"Fuck!" Chaery moaned, pursing her lips and throwing her head back, "I'm the one in heaven," your cock completely disappeared into her folds, you gasped, feeling the silkiness of her pussy walls caress your shaft from every angle.

"Hey, stop making me jealous, I know his dick is amazing," Lia said, climbing onto the massage bed with Chaery to sit behind her and caress her hair while watching how you were balls deep inside Chaery.

"Hey, don't be jealous darling, you'll have some dick soon too," you winked at her and she blushed, then concentrated on cradling Chaery's face in her hands as you held on to her waist and began to rock slowly back and forth.

"Fuck, I wish I could go with you on that stupid plane," Chaery moaned, watching your cock slide all the way in and out of her pussy. She leaned her back against Lia's abdomen, letting her play with her tits and her pretty nipples. You brought a hand to her face, inserting your two fingers, with which you were rubbing her pussy before, into her mouth.

"Quiet sweetheart, just enjoy the moment," you said, biting your lip as she sucked and licked your fingers into her mouth. You rested your free hand on her left thigh, squeezing the soft flesh between your fingers and giving her pussy faster and faster thrusts.

"Sweetie, please fuck her with all your might," Lia asked you, her mouth agape, her brow furrowed with excitement and her cheeks flushed, "my pussy is dripping and I need something inside me as soon as possible," you looked into Chaery's eyes, her expression imploring you to fuck her like you always did, with love and sensuality, but Lia was right, and you didn't want to keep her waiting so long.

"I'll take you home later, baby, don't worry," you winked at her, took your fingers out of her mouth and clung to her tight waist with both hands. Chaery held on to Lia's thighs, which were now on either side of her body, and she pursed her lips to stifle a loud squeal as you began pounding her pussy fast and hard.

Chaery arched her back and covered her mouth with her hand, moaning against it as you pumped in and out of her pussy harder than any time you'd fucked her before. A small bead of sweat ran down your temple, which then fell on your cock and joined the rest of the fluid inside her pussy. It was obvious that she wasn't used to that roughness because at first she had a small wince, but as the seconds passed her face relaxed and turned into one of pure pleasure.

Lia kept playing with Chaery's tits while she shook in her arms with each of your thrusts. You brought both of your hands from her waist to hers thighs, pressing them back and using all your mileage to fuck her as hard as you could, making the bed shake as well. Chaery tensed her thighs under your fingers, and also slightly lifted her pelvis in an omen of what would be her imminent orgasm.

"That's it honey, don't stop," Lia gasped as well, then leaned forward to help you rubbing Chaery's clit with her index and middle fingers, while your cock hammered into her pussy, "your girlfriend is so close to cumming, drive her crazy."

The word 'girlfriend' made you and Chaery blush in the midst of all the frenzy, you and she stared at each other, and it only took a slight nod of your head for her to explode around your cock. Her body went crazy between spasms and screams, you considerably lowered the pace of your pumping, and she, despite writhing in Lia's arms, sought every possible space to look into your eyes while her orgasm passed.

"I never thought I'd see Chaeryeongie being fucked this hard, what an accomplishment," Ryujin said from the corner of the room next to Yeji and Yuna, who were watching everything between small smirks.

"So girlfriend huh?" Yeji teased, raising an eyebrow, followed by a giggle.

"Shut up bitches," Lia snapped, laying Chaery down on the bed and then getting off, standing facing the opposite edge, "if you want to tease him, do it later, I need that cock inside me."

You had a hard time getting the blush off her cheeks, Chaery just kept looking into her eyes, and when you got out of her pussy, you couldn't help but stand next to her and lean down to kiss her forehead.

"Awww!" Yeji, Ryujin and Yuna said at the same time, putting their hands to their mouths. You didn't know if it was genuine tenderness or just trying to get on your nerves. You rolled your eyes, and went to stand behind Lia.

"Hey, you look like an idiot," she said, looking at you over her shoulder, you were still blushing, and with her right hand she gave you a small slap on one of your cheeks, "you make it very easy for them."

"Do I need to remind you that it is your fault?" You pressed your erect cock against her lower back, and she leaned her torso onto the bed, pressing her chest into the mattress and leaving her juicy ass exposed to you.

"I'm not to blame for anything, I was just stating the obvious," she said, "now put that dick in there, you're torturing me."

"And I would keep doing it if it wasn't for the fact that I’m crazy about you," you took your cock and rubbed it a few times between her buttocks, brushing your tip against her wet pussy.

"Wait, you wha-" you didn't even let her speak as you slid with one firm thrust inside her, "Oh fuck!" she moaned, clutching the sides of the bed, and you gasped as you felt her silky smooth pussy again.

"Exactly what you heard, don't ask," you said, brushing her blonde hair off her back and tucking it behind her right shoulder, allowing you to see every inch of her pretty back.

After doing that, you placed your right hand on her lower back and after a few seconds letting her ass rest against your pelvis, you began to move your hips back and forth slowly, stretching Lia's walls with every single inch of your manhood, she looked over her shoulder at you and moaned, as she felt your cock caressing her inside.

"So you're crazy about me huh?" she asked between moans, with a seductive and sexy tone before biting her lower lip, "it's because I'm the only one who treats you like the sweet boy that you are and not like a sex toy, right?"

"You're not the only one, but fuck yeah, and I love that," you gasped, looking into her eyes and then watching as your cock disappeared between her round buttocks.

"It's because you're the sweetest boy ever, honey," she pulled her back up to press against your chest, you wrapped an arm around her neck to hold her upright, and she turned her head to meet your lips.

"You telling me that only turns me on more, Julia," you gasped mid-kiss, moving your hips faster and faster and causing your pelvis to slam into her ass with each single pump.

"Then you should fuck me like only you can, honey," she moaned, biting your lower lip and holding on to your forearm with both hands as you pounded into her pussy.

You pulled away from the kiss and put a hand on her back to lean her body back against the bed, then grabbed her left leg and pulled her knee up onto the bed. She stared at you, and you gave her left ass cheek a spicy spank that made it jiggle like jelly, Lia moaned louder, and then put your right hand on her waist to fuck her now with all your might, pumping your cock in and out of her dripping pussy from that hot new angle.

Chaery, who had her head on the side of Lia's, turned to cup her face with both hands and kiss her, Lia muffled her moans against Chaery's lips, and you gave her ass another hard spank that made her squeal. Second by second your body began to fill with a light layer of sweat due to the intense movements of your hips. Seeing the hot scene of Chaery and Lia sharing a sensual tongue kiss made you grunt with pleasure, which instinctively led you to spank her other butt cheek.

Lia's ass was full of bright red marks on both sides, and just like Chaery a few minutes ago, she was holding on to the black-haired girl with both arms while you pounded her pussy at full throttle. You could have been watching them kiss all day, but you needed to make Lia cum as soon as possible, and in order to do that, you grabbed a handful of her blonde hair in your dominant hand and yanked it back, pulling her away from Chaery's lips and making her scream.

Lia's entire body began to jerk with each slam of your pelvis against her ass, and once again she clung tightly to the side edges of the bed. Your hand went to her waist as the other continued to pull back her hair, and it wasn't long before Lia smacked the side of the bed hard as her orgasm electrified her from head to toe.

You released her hair, letting her seek refuge in Chaery as you now clung to her waist with both hands, very pumping slowly in and out of her pussy as she sailed through her orgasm with intense spasms and shrieks. Her silky pussy choked your cock with her tight walls, and you had no choice but to pull out of her before you came.

"You're both going to get my load, come here," with your cock in hand, you stood on the side of the bed, Chaery and Lia's faces just below, one with her body to the right and the other to the left. They both stuck out their tongues, and after a few seconds of rapidly rubbing your cock, you came all over her pretty, exhausted faces.

You made sure that most of your charge landed inside their tongues, intentionally feeding more of it to Chaery, who gobbled it all up as did Lia. The rest of their faces, from their noses to their cheeks were covered with thick white liquid.

"Thank you for thinking of both of us, you're so sweet, honey," Lia told you with a smirk and then she winked at you.

"Why don't you help each other to get clean?" you asked, looking at Chaery, who bit her lip and nodded.

They both settled so that they were kneeling on the bed facing each other, and in a scene that you were sure would never be erased from your head, they began kissing and licking each other's faces to clean and share your cum between their mouths.

"Damn, that's fucking hot, I'm not going to lie," Ryujin said from behind you, "but it's about time our client got their last station, girls," she waved at Chaery and Lia, who glared at her before helping each other off the bed and going to rest.

"Sir, I hope you don't mind that my two colleagues are inexperienced in anal," Yeji said standing next to you, already completely naked with her lower back resting against the edge of the bed and a bottle of massage oil in hand.

"Not at all, it'll be quite fun," you smiled, watching as Yeji was joined by Ryujin and Yuna, also stark naked next to each other.

"Do you need to get some rest, sir?" Yuna asked, standing in front of you and caressing your shoulders, "you look quite exhausted."

"Fuck, I am," you sighed, looking at your limp, fluid-soaked cock.

"How about preparing us for what's to come while your cock rests for a few minutes?" Ryujin said, spreading out a large towel on the floor and getting down on her hands and knees on it, with her ass facing you.

"That's not a bad idea at all, actually," Yeji said, shoving the bottle of massage oil into your hand and then moving closer to your ear, "you know what to do, big boy," she whispered, and went to get on her hands and knees next to Ryujin. Yuna followed them, landing on Yeji's right.

You knelt behind them, Yeji's ass just in front, Ryujin's on the left and Yuna's on the right. You opened the bottle of massage oil, and in a patient job, you began to lubricate each of their asses as best you could, leaving the three pairs of buttocks shiny and slippery.

"I'm," you said, giving Ryujin a very hard spank making her moan, "gonna start," now the spank went to Yeji, who let out a small squeak, "from left to right," the last spank went to Yuna, who just looked over her shoulder at you and frowned in pleasure, "understood?"

"Yes sir!" They all said in unison, all three leaning on their forearms with their backs arched and their asses perfectly raised and appetizing to you.

With that being said, you started with the fun part. You filled your fingers with oil and started dilating her buttholes one by one, Ryujin took it perfectly like the good slut she was, you used three of your fingers at all times with her, and you were surprised how easy it was to get her used to it. Yeji was already more than an expert at it, so you didn't have to spend too much time with her. The real challenge for you was Yuna, who wouldn't stop complaining and whining when you were only using one finger, with the passing of the seconds she gained confidence, and you ended up using three fingers with her as well as with the other two. She had been the one who had complained the most, but for some reason you felt that she would end up enjoying it more than Ryujin.

"Alright, are you ready, fucking slut?" you asked Ryujin, kneeling behind her with your already fully hard cock between her buttocks.

"I'm always ready for your cock, daddy," she winked at you, and rocked her ass from side to side, playing with your cock.

You put a hand on her waist to keep her still, then with your free hand you took your cock and positioned the tip of it in her butthole, rubbing it a few times before pressing forward with your hips. Ryujin tried to play tough when your cock began to slide into her ass, but when half of it was already inside her, she couldn't help but groan with a little squeal of pain.

"You said you were always ready, right?" Yeji teased, playing Ryujin's chin with her fingers, "take that cock, you fucking bitch."

Ryujin seemed to take that as a challenge, as her countenance completely changed to a serious and concentrated one.

"Put it all inside me, now," Ryujin ordered, looking into your eyes.

"I'm certainly not going to say no," you said, and with your hands on her waist, you drove the rest of your cock deep into her ass with a single thrust. Ryujin growled and clenched her fists, her eyes closed and her face wrinkled.

"That's a good girl," Yeji said with a wicked smirk.

Wanting to test her, you started pumping in and out of her butthole, not too fast but not too slow either, just at the perfect pace to start warming up as she got used to having something so thick inside her ass.

"Oh my fucking god," Ryujin moaned through pursed lips, "it hurts, but I have to admit this feels good."

"You'll feel even better when the pain goes away," Yeji assured.

"It's already going away, actually..." Ryujin stared into your eyes as you began to pump your cock slightly faster in and out of her ass, your hands gliding in circles on her butt cheeks between little squeezes, "and fuck, I can understand why you love it so much."

"And you enjoy it more when someone else plays with your pussy..." Yeji gave a mischievous smile, reaching under Ryujin's body and reaching for her pussy, rubbing up and down her folds before inserting her two fingers inside her.

"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me!" Ryujin dropped her face against the towel, and soon began to whimper with her two holes being fucked faster and faster.

It didn't take much effort for you and Yeji to work together and drive Ryujin crazy. You spanked her again, and then planted your feet on either side of her knees, now hammering her ass up and down with strong pumps, while Yeji finger-fucked her pussy with frantic movements of her wrist.

From that position it was easy for you to lean forward a bit to grab fistfuls of Ryujin's hair with both hands, pulling her head back hard. She started moaning like crazy, and for the first time in your memory, you had managed to make her cry with pleasure.

"Come on bitch, cum on daddy's dick and on my fingers," Yeji said in Ryujin's ear, pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of her pussy, while you kept a firm grip on her hair and a constant aggressive pump against her butthole.

Ryujin squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on her own pleasure, letting herself be carried away by her body until she was completely still and silent, a fact that preceded the strongest and most violent orgasm you had seen her have since you knew her. You released her hair, letting her face fall back against the towel. You didn't notice it at first, but once her orgasm passed and you came out of her ass, you saw that the towel under you, Yeji's hand and wrist were completely drenched from a Ryujin squirt that you couldn't see.

"Holy shit, you did like it, right?" you asked amused, with your breath agitated while you looked at Ryujin and she looked at you out of the corner of her eye, with her eyes full of tears and her messy hair.

"Yeji had a lot to do with it... but fuck yeah daddy," she closed her eyes, concentrating on regulating her breathing and swallowing hard after you'd destroyed her ass.

"Speaking of Yeji, are you ready, ma’am?" you asked, looking at her.

"Actually, I think I'll give my turn to Yuna," Yeji looked at her as she just looked at you and Ryujin with a worried face.

"Oh yes? And why is that?" you asked, you didn't expect Yeji to give her turn to anyone.

"Our pretty maknae must try getting fucked in the ass, right?" She cocked her head at her looking at you, "I wouldn't want to make her wait that long."

"Mmm, I understand," you nodded, looking at her with some suspicion before looking at Yuna, "are you ready, princess?"

"Not quite, but if you promise to be patient with me, let's do it," she sighed, and you were about to kneel behind her to take her like that, but she stopped you, "uhm… I want to see you, can I?"

"Of course baby," you let her roll over and lie on her back, spreading her legs wide for you and playing nervously with her hands on her chest.

"I know it's easy to say, but you need to breathe really well and relax," Yeji said, lying on his side to Yuna's side, leaning on her elbow.

"You better not say anything, okay? You make me more nervous," Yuna said, taking a deep breath, watching you position yourself between her legs with your cock in your hand.

"Hey, just trust me, you'll like it," you told her with your free hand resting on her flat, toned abdomen, "here I come."

You repeated the same as with Ryujin, pressing the tip of your cock against her butthole and pushing forward as slow and steady as you could. Yuna let out a small cry when only your tip was inside her, and she placed a hand on your lower abdomen to stop you.

"Fuck, it feels so different to your fingers," Yuna was already starting to breathe harder than normal, "be careful."

"I'm being careful, Yuna," you said, looking into her eyes, "you're too tense, calm down."

It was a constant tug of war for a few minutes in which you were extremely patient, but thanks to your perseverance, soon your cock was completely inside Yuna's incredibly tight ass. Every single inch.

"Oh my fucking god," Yuna clung tightly to your wrist, still assimilating that she had something so big up her ass, "Oh my fucking god!" she screeched, bringing her other hand to her mouth.

"The hardest part is over, pretty girl," Yeji affectionately caressed Yuna's hair as a reward, "now just enjoy it little by little."

And she certainly did. You placed one of her hands on her waist and the other on her hand, holding her firmly to give her confidence as you began to move slowly in and out of her. Her grimace was one of pain at first, and at a certain moment you thought she was going to tell you to stop, but just like Ryujin, the pain disappeared as soon as she expected it, that's when she realized that your cock was hitting sensitive places for her that she would never have known she had until now.

"Fuck daddy..." she moaned through her mouth, gasping as she watched your cock move in and out of her butthole faster with each passing second, "I didn't know this was going to feel so fucking good!" she arched her back slightly, and you let go of her hand to now place both on each side of her small waist.

"I told you," Yeji said with a giggle, giving Yuna pecks on the temple and discreetly playing with her tits and her pretty nipples. At first it was just that, but as you fucked Yuna's ass harder, her hand discreetly went down from her tits to her abdomen, finally reaching her wet pussy, that's when you realized her true intentions.

"You're fucking amazing, Hwang Yeji," you just said with a laugh, before concentrating on frantically pounding Yuna's tight ass.

"Oh yeah? Why am I amazing?" she asked, bringing two fingers to her mouth and then taking them to Yuna's pussy, where she rubbed her folds and also began to rub her clit little by little. You didn't even answer. The reality was that Yeji had given her turn to Yuna just to make her cum quickly so that you wouldn't have time to cum. She was making sure that she herself was the recipient of your load.

"Don't fucking stop daddy!" Yuna moaned loudly, going crazy as your cock hit every sensitive spot inside her ass and as Yeji knowing her so well also rubbed her pussy in a way that was perfect for her liking, "I can't believe how fucking good that cock feels inside my tight little ass!"

Yeji went from rubbing her pussy to now taking those two fingers inside her, she had no mercy on her, moving her wrist as fast as she could to fuck her pussy while you complemented your thrusts with two hands on the maknae's neck. Yuna's face was completely distorted with pleasure, and she could no longer even produce a sound from the firm grip of your fingers around her neck.

You didn't think it was possible, but Yuna's ass tightened even more around your cock, you growled, and squeezed her neck harder as you and Yeji fucked her two holes as fast and hard as you could. Yuna clung to both of your wrists, and seconds after her orgasm hit her as hard or even harder than Ryujin. Her entire slender body jerked and she began to spasm violently beneath you, Yeji immediately pulled her fingers out of her pussy, letting you slowly fuck her through her orgasm.

"That dick sure is magical, huh?" Yeji teased, kneeling to one side of you and reaching between your legs to cradle your balls and squeeze them gently as you gave Yuna the last few thrusts. You removed your hands from Yuna's neck, letting her take a long breath of air.

"Fuck... I really regret not trying this sooner," Yuna moaned under her breath, watching your cock come out of her ass, "I might develop a fixation now," she looked into your eyes, biting her lip and giggling.

"Then I hope my cock will always be the owner of this tight little ass," you slumped forward in front of her, placing your hands on either side of her head to place a small kiss on her lips.

"Of course, daddy," she agreed with a smile, "I was all yours before."

"Blah blah blah whatever," Yeji said from the side of you, "it's my turn daddy."

"He's not your daddy!" Yuna exclaimed with a frown.

"Aha, whatever you say slut," as you knelt up Yeji put her hands on your shoulders and pushed you back, you fell backwards out of the towel, and like a skilled cat, she straddled you, pinning you to the ground, "hope you don't mind me taking control this time daddy."

"Not at all, but you have to stop calling me that before Yuna scalps you," you laughed, placing your hands on her waist.

"Gosh," she snorted, rolling her eyes, "you're so boring," Yeji planted both feet on either side of your hips, cupping your cock with one hand to straighten it up and press it against her butthole. Within seconds she was completely impaled on your cock, "Oh fuck yeah honey," she moaned throwing her head back with a sexy smile and eyes closed.

You both moaned in unison, and instinctively your hands went to her perky tits to cup and squeeze them hard. Yeji began to move her hips slowly up and down, hitting your pelvis hard with her ass every time she pushed down. She placed her hands on the sides of your abdomen, slightly digging her nails into your skin and staring into your eyes before beginning to move faster.

"You should be up more often," you gasped, as you stared at each other with lust and desire, "you look fucking sexy being in charge."

"True?" she tilted her head, tossing all her hair to that side to lean her body forward and start to give you little kisses, "I don't know why they say I have delusions of grandeur," she murmured between kisses, as she bounced faster and faster against your cock.

"I won't comment on that," you smirked, bringing your hands to her buttocks as her hips rocked up and down harder than she had a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, you better not do it and give my ass that fucking load," she said pulling away from your lips to look into your eyes, mere inches from your face. She pulled you out of her butthole, only to turn her back to you and get into the exact same position, only this time you got a better look at her pretty buttocks.

Yeji impaled herself on your cock again, which you saw disappear between her buttocks straight to the bottom of her ass. She rested her hands on your thighs, and in a matter of seconds she resumed the hard bouncing of her ass against your pelvis. The room was filled with the sounds of meat colliding, and you graced it with sharp spanks to each of her buttocks, which made her squeal and dig your nails into her thighs.

You were already conditioned by your turns with Ryujin and Yuna, so you weren't going to be able to hold your ecstasy for much longer, especially considering that Yeji was putting all of her soul and dedication into jumping on your dick. You weren't sure how close she was to her orgasm, but you wanted to make sure, and in order to do that, you grabbed her shoulders to make her lean back, she rested her hands on your chest, and all her hair fell in your face, but you didn't care.

"Huh? What are you doing?" she asked between moans, but you didn't answer, and you brought a hand between her legs straight to her pussy as she continued to jump frantically on your cock. You decided that the best thing was to give her her own medicine, so you rubbed your fingers a couple of times between her folds, feeling how wet and lubricated she was before putting your two fingers inside her pussy, "Oh you motherfucker!" she complained, yelling at the ceiling.

Then a fierce war began between you, her jumping as hard and rough as she could on your cock and you moving your wrist as fast as you could, fucking her pussy while your cock did wonders in her ass.

"Two can play the same game, whore," you smirked, holding onto her waist with your free hand.

"You cheating bastard!" she whimpered, clearly going crazy with pleasure but not wanting to lose her pride.

"Shut up and cum with me," you growled, squeezing hard around her waist and pumping your fingers in and out of her pussy.

Despite being stubborn, Yeji took each of your orders always and without question, so it took a few seconds until she exploded against both your fingers and your cock. Her nails dug even more painfully into your chest, and her shrieks were so loud that even Yuna and Ryujin to one side of you covered their ears. Just seconds after Yeji reached her ecstasy you followed her, and without announcing anything to her, you planted your feet on the floor and gave her ass a hard upward thrust, starting to shoot all your thick load inside her butthole between loud moans.

"Holy fuck yes!" she growled, feeling her ass being filled with your cum, "give me all that load, fuck!" she dropped her back against your chest relinquishing control to you, which you used to move your hips up and down while letting every drop of your seed inside her.

Seconds ticked by, and as your ecstasy wore off, you pulled your cock out of her ass so that all of her cum poured out in a thick waterfall.

"Girls, come clean up," you said to Ryujin and Yuna, who got up quickly to do your bidding, they got down on their hands and knees, leaning forward between your legs to collect all your accumulated cum on your pubes and still pouring out of Yeji's ass, which they also kissed and licked without hesitation.

"Fuck, be careful, I'm still very sensitive," Yeji complained, grabbing both of their heads.

"I would have loved to have that load for myself, but you're a fucking cheater," Ryujin said to her, and Yuna nodded.

"Oh come on, you're too whiny!" Yeji defended, sitting on your abdomen, "you have to wake up, that was a very obvious dirty move on my part!"

"And that's why daddy paid you back, you fucking bitch," Yuna said and then looked at you, half dead and gasping for your own breath, "oh god, we drained him to his very soul," Ryujin, Yeji, and even Chaery and Lia across the room laughed at your condition.

"I'll take care of him today, get off him you whores," Lia said, standing to one side of you, "it's not optional, it's an order," you were used to Lia giving authority over everyone else, but not Yeji, who got off of you in a matter of seconds. You looked up at Lia, dazzled by her figure and how fucking sexy it was to see her act like that.

"And why you?" Ryujin asked, wanting to challenge her with no argument, just wanting to annoy.

"And who will do it, you?" She raised both eyebrows, "You're a fucking nympho, Yeji is extremely rude and carefree, Chaery will have him for the rest of the week to herself like she deserves, and Yuna couldn't even take care of a helpless little bird without it dying the next day."

"Hey! It wasn't my fault what happened to Tango!" Yuna complained, crossing her arms with a frown.

"Say it several times until you believe it," Lia laughed, and then squatted down to look at you, "come honey, let's take a bath," you didn't have the energy to say anything, but you were more than happy to have arms as safe and warm as Lia's caring for you.

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Later that night, after taking a nice and peaceful bath with Lia, you all gathered in the living room just to chat and drink hot chocolate in comfortable pajamas, you didn't talk at any time about your trip or anything like that in order not to get sad on a weekend that was supposed to be your potential farewell, instead you just dedicated yourselves to coming up with funny topics and getting to know a little more about each of them and about yourself.

However the night ended quickly for all of you due to how extremely tired you all were, only you, Chaery and Lia were left.

"Uhm... I know that wasn't in your plans, but can I sleep with you?" Chaery asked, sitting across from you two, she was wearing one of your t-shirts and pajama bottoms just like Lia.

"Of course, but he will hold me at night," Lia clung to your arm, leaning into your shoulder.

"But that doesn't mean you can hug me," you winked at Chaery, who gave a charming little smile.

"Then come on, I'm dying of sleep," Chaery was hugging a cushion, which she put next to your pillow to lie on.

You settled on one side of Chaery, your head resting on your pillow as did Lia, who turned her back to you and snuggled her whole body against yours, you lay on your side, pressing your chest against her back and hugging Lia's soft, warm body with your arms. Chaery also lay on her side, and you felt her snuggle against your back and then hug you tight.

"I love you girls so much, really," you murmured loud enough for both of them to hear, "you're amazing…"

"We love you too, darling," Lia turned her face to place a peck on your lips, "rest well."

Chaery didn't say anything, but you were sure she was pressing her flushed face against your back. In this way, you three cuddled close together, and with the wide blanket up to your shoulders, you fell asleep peacefully and calmly.

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The next morning your body completely lost track of time. You woke up alone on the sofa, with the sunlight filtering through the wide windows and disturbing your vision when you opened your eyes. A few minutes passed before you could finally open your eyes normally, you sat up, letting the blanket fall into your lap to reach over and pick up your phone from the floor. There were no new messages, but it was 1:12 PM.

You stood up and went straight to the kitchen to drink a glass of water that refreshed your dry throat, after that you went to the bathroom, not finding any of the girls on your way. You brushed your face and teeth, and when you went out to the living room again you went to the window that led to the jacuzzi to slide it and go outside. That's when you knew where the girls were.

The residential area in question was quite calm and quiet, so you could easily hear how a few floors down near the entrance how the girls were giggling and splashing the water over and over again, you couldn't see anything from that balcony, so you immediately went down to the pool.

You expected them to be playing in the pool in a healthy and innocent way, but you didn't even know why you expected such a thing from them. The five of them were in the pool, completely naked, playing with a volleyball and some pool toys.

"Oh, look who's awake!" Yuna announced as she noticed your presence while you were standing at the edge of the pool, with your hands behind your back and looking at them with an amused expression.

"Come here right now!" Yeji invited you, waving to them.

"Do I have to be completely naked too?" you asked smiling, looking first at Chaery and Lia, who nodded to you discreetly.

"I don't even know why you're asking that, idiot," Ryujin said, a large water-spewing rubber shark in hand.

They all had their eyes fixed on you, and you had no choice but to happily give in to the social pressure they exerted on you. You quickly undressed, and took a few stepping steps to join them in a splash that splashed them all and made them whoop in celebration.

Your games started out innocent and quite funny, you joined them in their game with the volleyball, making teams of three at all times. You, Chaery and Lia against Ryujin, Yeji and Yuna. Everything was going as normal, but in a pool with 6 naked and wet people things started to heat up much faster than you expected.

You and the girls were kissing intensely and passionately in the same circle where Chaery stayed by your side at all times. You kissed each one of them, but in a matter of seconds couples began to form in every corner of the pool, Ryujin tried to convince Chaery to go with her for a second while you stayed with Lia, but Chaery flatly refused, clinging to your body with arms and legs, so Lia went instead.

Things got intense next, the girls were touching themselves underwater, and Chaery was slowly masturbating you, while she was giving you little pecks on your neck and you were playing with her ass. Everything was going downhill, destined to become one big orgy, but something happened that you would not have imagined under any circumstances. You heard the gate beep several times, the same beep it made when it was about to open.

The gate began to open, and you tested all your agility to get out of the pool as quickly as you could without breaking your neck in the attempt, you managed to get out, but when you were about to grab the towel to put it on, you saw someone standing in front of the gate out of the corner of your eye. You were screwed, and trapped. But it wasn't the fact of being trapped that screwed you the most, it was the who. Noze.

She looked as beautiful as you remembered her, this time she wasn't wearing a hat, but her hair loose with bangs that suited her quite well. She was wearing a long-sleeved black polo shirt with white patterns and dark brown pants. You didn't have time to see her in detail, because all you saw was her astonished face.

You were all completely paralyzed and surprised by the unexpected situation. The gate began to close behind her, and when you finally reacted and tried to put the towel on your hard cock it was already too late, because she had taken the phone from her and had taken a picture of you unawares.

"Fuck, please delete that!" you begged, putting on the towel and covering your erection with your hands. Your cheeks felt too hot, and to your right, in the pool, you heard the occasional giggle. What a fucking shame you were going through.

"Mother of God, Jiminnie is going to love you," Noze stated, biting her lower lip and giggling. You grunted bitterly knowing that you couldn't do anything, and brought both hands to your face to rub it a couple of times. The girls had also come out of the pool in a way that was too serene, and had sat on the nearby beach chairs, not caring to remain completely naked in front of Noze.

"What the hell are you doing here?" You asked confused, unable to even meet her eyes out of embarrassment, "why didn't you text me?"

"Well, the girls' manager told me you were here and you hadn't left yet, so I figured this was a good time to come over," she looked back down at your cock, then back at the naked girls with hungry eyes, "but my calculations were off, apparently."

"And what about the message?" You raised an eyebrow, taking a few steps towards her, "I've been waiting all week for a measly message in the midst of fucking absurd paranoia."

"The news I have for you isn't the news you give out in a text message, boy," she crossed her arms, daring to stand very close in front of you, "SM approved you, you're going on tour with us," she said, looking into your eyes. You instantly felt a headache, and that the world began to spin around you. You already knew that this would be the most likely, but still you could not believe it.

"Oh... well, that explains everything," as you said that, Noze's phone started ringing with multiple notifications one after another, she checked the messages, and smiled as she watched a chat.

"Congratulations, the girls approve of you too, pretty boy," she laughed, still looking at the screen of her phone, which she showed you after a few seconds.

It was a group chat where she and the girls from Aespa were. Noze had sent the photo that she had taken of you to the group telling them that it would be their toy for the tour, and the reactions were not long in coming. Ningning just responded with some: "🤤🤤🤤🤤". Winter made a joke about how big your dick was and how it could perfectly break her in half if you wanted to. Giselle asked if they really had to wait for the tour to start before they could try you out, and Karina just commented that she was genuinely impressed.

"At least Winter is funny," you sighed, resigned to all that lay ahead.

"Everyone is in their own way, don't worry about it pretty boy," Noze winked at you and patted your shoulder, "anyway, I gotta go, I'll see you Monday morning at 10 am to sign all the paperwork and meet up with the girls," she started to turn to leave and walk towards the gate, "I'll send you the location as soon as I get home," you stared at her leaving, and just as she was about to leave, she looked over her shoulder at you, bit her lip, and blew you a seductive little kiss.

You remained completely still, with your eyes lost and your arms crossed, there was silence for a few seconds, until suddenly the girls burst into cheers from the other side of the pool towards you, applause, shouts of encouragement and so on, all of them managed to transform an awkward moment into one that managed to make you smile broadly.

They infected you with happiness very quickly, and it was then that you realized that this was a huge opportunity for you and your professional career, but that also made you think that this would be the last time you would see them for a long period of time.

"Wooooh!" Lia yelled at you, "that's my boy!" all her faces were illuminated by a smile of genuine pride, but among all of them, Chaery looked the least happy. She cheered and applauded you just like the others, but you could clearly tell the difference in mood.

"Why don't we go to the living room? I have the perfect way to celebrate this," Yeji said with an innocent smile, and after drying off, you all went to the living room.

While there you all sat on the sofa still extended after you had slept there. Yeji reached for the remote control of the TV, and after a couple of buttons and selected options, she began to play a very detailed recording of your session from the night before, with cameras from all possible angles.

"What the fuck?" you said, with your mouth ajar. You looked at the girls, who were just as shocked as you.

"I thought after my session you'd want to see yourself getting fucked too, so there you have it," she said with a giggle.

As expected, the sparks were lit in the blink of an eye, and you were all turned on from your little interrupted pool session, but this time there was absolutely nothing stopping you. One thing led to another, and you all ended up fucking like rabbits, all with each other.

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After an intense session of unadulterated sex of about two hours, you all took turns bathing in pairs, Yeji bathed with Yuna, Lia bathed with Ryujin and you bathed with Chaery. You were all completely fresh now, damp hair and comfortable clothes, and even though you wanted to stay another night, it was time to go.

You were in the parking lot outside the gate, right next to your car. You already had your backpack on your back, and the girls were all gathered a few meters from you, the only one who wasn't was Chaery, who was waiting next to you. It was already afternoon, the wind was blowing pleasantly, and the sun was beginning to hide behind the mountains.

The first in line was Yuna, who looked at you with a small affectionate smile.

"I don't even know what to tell you, oppa…" she started looking into your eyes, "I think I should just say thank you," you smiled, and so did she, "thank you for teaching me so many things about my body that even I didn't know. And… uhm, I'm going to miss you so much," she wrapped her arms around you in a warm hug that you gladly reciprocated.

"Take care of yourself princess, please don't do anything stupid and don't kill any other little birds," you teased, and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Hey!" she complained, and you pulled away with a giggle. Next up was Ryujin. You crossed your arms, and raised an eyebrow as you stared at each other.

"Well?" you asked.

"Well what, fool?" she was also crossing her arms, imitating your expression.

"Don't you have something to tell me?" you cocked your head.

"Mmmm, yes, I'll keep the sweater you left here the first time you stayed over," she said with an innocent little smile, and you had no choice but to hug her yourself. She returned your hug with pleasure, and you knew perfectly well that she was going to miss you too, it didn't matter that she didn't tell you.

"You better not fuck any other asshole in my absence, baby," you murmured in her ear in your embrace.

"I won't daddy, I promise," she murmured back to you, and you broke away from her to go to the next one, Lia.

"God, I'm going to miss you so much darling," Lia hugged you immediately, burying her face in your neck. You wrapped your arms around her, imbuing her with your warmth before she looked up to see you from her, her hands on your chest, "Please eat well and sleep well, just stay healthy, okay?"

"I promise I will, Julia," you gave her a peck on the nose, "thank you for being so kind and attentive to me from the beginning, you're a wonderful girl," you said, looking straight into her eyes. Lia blushed.

"And you're a wonderful boy," she pursed her lips, and just then her eyes turned teary, "Ahhh god! I didn't want to cry," she complained, and you laughed, wiping her eyes before her tears fell, "please call me often, don't you dare forget my existence, boy."

"What are you talking about? That will never happen, always keep an eye on your phone, okay?" you cradled her face with both hands, and gave her a little kiss on the forehead.

"I will," she nodded, and she released you to go to the last girl, Hwang Yeji.

"Ever since I saw you I knew you were a born fucker, look where you are now," she teased, and they both laughed, "enjoy, ok? an opportunity like that doesn't fall from the sky."

"Oh believe me, I'll really enjoy it," she spread her arms wide, and you went straight to hug her tight.

"You might enjoy it, but they'll never fuck like we do," she said into your ear, followed by a giggle.

"I have no doubt about it," you laughed, "take care, boss, I hope you treasure those recordings well."

"Yeah yeah, now go away, my baby is patiently waiting for you there," she pulled away from you, and jerked her chin at Chaery, who was dressed and ready to go with you, two large bags to one side of her and her hands clasped on her belly. You walked towards her, and you stood in front of her.

"Ready to go, honey?" you took her from her hands and gave her a little kiss on her lips.

"Of course I am," she agreed with a little smile of pure happiness.

"Then get in the car, I'll put this in the trunk," you said, taking the bags from her. She nodded, and you went to store her bags while she climbed into the passenger seat.

"Bye girls, we'll be in touch, I promise!" you said, saying goodbye one last time before getting in the car and starting it.

"Bye oppa!" they said goodbye in unison, waving their hands to you.

You pulled the car straight onto the road, and looked at the girls one last time before driving away, away from the house and soon out of the suburbs, Chaery holding your hand the entire way to your apartment.

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That night in your apartment, after unpacking Chaery's things, showing her around the house, making dinner and watching a movie, you two were ready to sleep peacefully in your bed, which you found extremely surreal, since you never thought that a kpop idol would ever be lying in that bed, and certainly not one as famous as Chaery.

"Honey, I have something to tell you…" Chaery said, her chin on your chest and one of her hands timidly playing circles on it, "well, I think it's pretty obvious, but I'd like to make it clear."

"Oh yeah? The what?" you asked, patting the back of her head, she hadn't even said anything when her cheeks were already red with embarrassment.

"It's just... you really drive me crazy, really," she said, still avoiding your gaze, "I like you, a lot... and I already know everything your job entails, that's why I'd like you to be honest with me if you ever develop feelings for... you know, one of the Aespa girls."

You also blushed before Chaery's words, and you were stunned.

"Chaery... we feel the same way," you said, "I like you a lot too, I don't think there are words to describe how happy you make me," you started giving her little kisses on her face, "my heart belongs to you, to no one else, and none of those girls will be able to change it."

Chaery's face turned into an adorable pout and a pair of teary eyes, she was about to burst into tears, and you were ready to snuggle her.

"But please, promise you'll tell me if it happens," she said, two tears already rolling down her cheeks.

"I promise to tell you darling, but it won't happen, trust me," you gave her multiple pecks on the nose, and wiped away every tear that ran down her cheeks.

"Thank you so much sweetheart, it's just that I'm madly in love with you and I don't want to let you go," she sighed, finally calming down and wiping at her own eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere, silly," you snuggled her against your chest and placed a long kiss on her lips, ending with a peck, "let's sleep, okay? I'm exhausted."

"Yeah, me too," she agreed, leaning her cheek against your chest and closing her eyes, "rest well, darling."

"You too, darling..."

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From the next few days, you and Chaery spent the rest of your remaining days in Korea together, living as a perfectly functional and happy couple in everyday life. Living together was always a typical problem that many couples faced, but the chemistry between the two of you was more than perfect, you complemented each other perfectly, and Chaery was simply the most tender, empathetic, loving and understanding being in the world.

The day on which your flight with Aespa was scheduled began like any other. You and Chaery were doing your usual routine, a healthy and nutritious breakfast adjusted to your tastes while watching the news and ready to go to the airport, but the routine was interrupted by an anomaly, constant horns from a car in the street below your building. You two exchanged confused glances, and you went to look out the window.

"Should we go downstairs? He won't stop honking," you said to Chaery, "maybe it's another Noze master move and that car is from SM."

"I highly doubt it, honey, but let's go," she sighed, and you packed up and put everything in order in the living room and kitchen before going downstairs, suitcase in hand and backpack on your back.

As you got downstairs and were walking slowly toward the waiting car parked at the curb, the tinted pilot's window rolled down slowly. And you three burst out laughing. It was Chaeyeon.

"Did you order a personal driver, sir?" Chaeyeon teased with her hands on the wheel.

"Not really, but I appreciate the gesture," you laughed, "are you seriously going to take me to the airport?"

"Well yes, what do you think?" she saw you with a poker face, wanting to tell you that you were an idiot without telling you that you were an idiot, "get that thing in the trunk," she said, pressing the button that opened it.

You left your suitcase inside the trunk and got on the passenger seat, Chaery got on the back seat, sitting right in the middle so she could see you both.

The way to the airport was one of the situations in which you had felt the most anxiety in your entire life, you did not stop asking Chaery if you had not forgotten anything at home, and making up to four verifications that all your documents were in order. When you arrived at the airport the atmosphere became heavy and sad. Chaeyeon helped you get the suitcase down from the trunk, while you and Chaery were standing on the sidewalk holding hands.

"Time will pass faster than you think, my love, you'll see," you assured, rubbing the back of her hands with your thumbs, and once again, Chaery was crying.

"Please be careful, honey," she clung to you in a tight hug, "you're one of the most beautiful things that's ever happened to me, just don't forget about me," she said against your chest.

"That won't happen babe, you have my word," you said, cradling her face in your hands and giving her a little kiss on the lips, "You take care of yourself too, and take care of the apartment and the car too, okay?"

"I'll take good care of everything, I promise darling," she nodded confidently, taking a small step back away from you, "go, I don't want you to miss your flight for me," she wiped away her tears.

"Okay," you smiled and nodded, then looked at Chaeyeon as you picked up your suitcase, "'you can stay in my apartment with her if you want."

"That's good to know," Chaeyeon smiled, reaching out to give you a warm and loving hug, "take care of yourself donkey, we'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," you gave her a peck on the cheek, and then parted ways with your suitcase in hand, walking towards the airport entrance. You looked back once more, with only a face in your line of sight, you waved for a second, and finally turned your back on the Lee sisters, heading into the airport and going straight to catch your flight. It was then that you couldn't help but shed a couple of tears.

Everything in your documents was perfectly in order, you passed all the controls faster than you thought, and in a matter of a few minutes you were boarding the plane. Your seat was nothing more and nothing less than first class, which certainly surprised you but didn't make you complain either. You walked through the plane, until you finally reached the first class floor. You went through a couple of doors, and when you got to your corresponding row, you were faced with the four wolves sitting together around your seat, all four of them staring at you from head to toe.

"Welcome to our world, sweetness..." Karina said, and then all four of them giggled.

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Bunny w Winter

hybrid bunny winter x male reader

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contains: needy winter, bunny hybrid, pussy eating, cum eating, blowjob, deep throating, anal, fingering, minor double penetration, squirting, morning sex, stomach bulge, creampie

The feeling of a soft hand against your member made you stir awake and crack your eyes open. You looked down to see Minjeong pawing at your bulge through your boxers.

“Bunny, it’s three in the morning,” you said with a chuckle.

Winter whined into your shirt that her face was buried in. You failed to suppress your grunts when she squeezed your clothed cock harder.

“I felt s-so hot this morning…”

You tried to think back to anything that would explain why she ‘felt so hot’. ‘I bought her new toys, new plushies, refilled her…goddamnit’

“I checked the c-cabinet and I didn’t see a-any suppressants.”

You forgot to pay the vet a visit and refill her heat suppressants, shit. You’ve only had to deal with one in-heat Winter, but that one time included buying lots of snacks and enduring lots of orgasms.

Minjeong already had a high libido, which isn’t uncommon for bunny hybrids, but when she goes into heat, it’s about ten times stronger. You, a normal human male, just simply can’t keep up with the small rabbit, but that doesn’t mean she’ll give you any grace.

“Minjeong…”

Winter let out a high-pitched whine before burying her sensitive nose into your neck, inhaling her owner’s scent. Her floppy ears and cute nose twitched as a shock of pleasure was sent through her body.

“Oh god, oppa, I need you, now…”

You watched your slutty pet crawl up to straddle your head. Your eyes were glued to her puffy pussy lips, clit swollen and poking out of its hood, hole clenching around nothing and leaking bunny slick.

“Minjeong.”

“Oppa, eat me please. Eat my slutty bunny pussy like you haven’t eaten in days. Oh please daddy-“

Winter’s words were cut off by a wanton moan that was ripped from her throat when you started sucking on her needy pussy. A spike of arousal filled your senses after hearing her calling you the most sinfully innocent name.

“Oh god daddy! Y-Yes! Suck my clit! Ohhhh f-fuck, mmm daddy…”

Your lips were tightly sealed around Minjeong’s hard clitoris, sucking and licking all over it. Her tight hole was leaking it’s juices all over your chin, dripping down onto your torso.

Winter’s hands fisted into your messy bed-head hair, pulling lightly onto your scalp while grinding and greedily swiveling her hips all around your face. Her pussy’s scent was absolutely intoxicating, so thick, so hot, so sweet.

Your fingers dug into her supple ass cheeks, pulling her further down onto your tongue. Craving her delicious bunny cum, you slithered your wet muscle into her impossibly tight cunt, savoring her sweet slick and drinking it down like water in a dry desert.

“Oppa yes! Swallow my juices! Oh god please, I’m so close daddy…”

An earth shattering scream left your pet’s vocal cords, a stream of fluid gushing out of her heat as you happily accepted the treat that her cunt gave you. Her body was flopped over itself, hugging your head tightly while her hips bucked from her pussy’s sensitivity.

Winter bathed in the afterglow of her first orgasm of the night, shallow breaths sounding in the dark room. Her cum strung to your face after she tiredly moved off of your face, exhausted from releasing all of her pent up arousal.

“O-Oppa. That was s-so good. But now I need to satisfy you.”

Your breath got heavier when she pulled down your tight boxers, releasing your swollen, aching member. The room felt so hot and stuffy and it felt like time was passing by in slow motion.

By the time your eyes focused back onto the rabbit between your legs, the underwear that was covering your member was long gone and thrown to the other side of the room. Minjeong couldn’t wait and popped your thick and leaking tip into her mouth, swirling her wet tongue all over the mushroom’s sensitive slit.

“Oh Minjeong, that feels so good. Keep going babygirl…”

A relaxed sigh left your lips as you took in the sensation of your adorable idol bunny slobbering and drooling around your fat cock. You deeply moaned when Winter took your member down her suffocating throat, her chin tapping your heavy sperm-filled balls.

“Fuck yes, swallow this big cock, bunny.”

You watched as Winter’s eyes watered and poured out tears of pleasure. Your sweet baby Minjeong loved the feeling of your cock’s veins sliding against her needy taste buds, the way your dick throbbed and twitched from her oral assault.

She slid her way back up to your tip, the red mushroom tip getting sucked in and out between her pink swollen lips. You gasped at the sensation of Winter harshly sucking and slurping on your sensitive cockhead.

“Baby, fuck I need to cum. Stand up sweet bunny.”

Minjeong released your cock with a lewd wet pop before moving off the bed and standing oh the cool hardwood floor. The small hybrid leaned over and spread her tiny puckered hole open.

“Please oppa, put it in this hole! I need to feel your huge cock stretch out my tight ass!”

Your jaw dropped at the sight of Winter presenting you her pretty pink asshole, twitching and begging to be wrapped around your length. This small creature brought out something primal inside you, bringing out a predator waiting to devour its delicious prey.

You dropped to your knees, licking and tonguing the most intimate part of her petite body. Winter whined and squirmed into your touch, pushing her plump peach further into your mouth.

When your cock painfully throbbed, you gave Minjeong’s hole one more kiss before standing back up. You kissed a trail up her back and gave teasing nibbles and bites on the way.

“Oh god bunny, how did I get so lucky?”

She cutely giggled and ground her butt onto your thick member. A groan left your lips before you gripped her toned stomach, pulling her towards your fit build.

You lightly kissed her shoulder before easing your slippery cock into her spit-coated hole. She let out a load moan when your member stretched her cute little ass and molding it to the shape of your cock.

“Mmm daddy it feels so good. Please fuck me like the bunny whore I am!”

A growl erupted from your throat as you tightly gripped her petite left breast. Winter let out a pathetic yelp when your right hand squeezed her fluffy ears together and pulled them back towards you.

A quick pace was soon found when your brain registered how good her ass felt around your aching cock. Her loud whimpers and moans were chopped up from the harsh pounding you were giving her.

“A-A-hh o-oppa-a’s f-fuc-cking m-me s-so good-d.”

Her hands desperately attempted to rest on your waist but slipped constantly from the harsh movements you were making. Her ears switched from your right hand to your left hand, your right hand now traveling down to occupy itself with the bunny’s clit.

Winter gasped when you quickly rubbed her hard clit, her juices still covering the slick knob, increasing the pleasure. A small puddle formed on the wood below your feet from her helpless cunt leaking it’s slick all over her thighs.

“OPPA!”

You never really had a thing for the ahegao face, but when Minjeong’s features contorted when two of your fingers entered her soaked cunt, you could’ve sworn you almost came at the sight. Your cock continued to spear her tight asshole, and your fingers continued their assault on her slippery pussy.

“S-So good! Op-pa! W-Winter’s c-close… O-Oppa!Winter’s c-cumming!”

You pounded into the bunny’s ass at an inhuman speed, chasing after your own pleasure but pushing Winter to her peak. All the pleasure from her ass and pussy being thoroughly fucked overwhelmed the poor bunny.

Minjeong’s back arched off your body as she let out a guttural scream, her tight snatch squirting rabbit slick all over your hand and the floor. Her hole clenched around your twitching cock, begging for your spunk to be pushed deep inside of her.

“Oh god bunny, I’m gonna cum in this cute ass.”

Her puffball tail wiggled in excitement, her hot cavern awaiting to take in your hot cum. She desperately tried to pull your merciless hand out of her slippery abused cunt.

You couldn’t hold back anymore when her tight hole felt this good. The throb in your abdomen and balls got heavier as you approached your release.

“Y-Yes op-pa! G-Give you-r th-ick hot c-cream! Pl-ease! Your b-bunny slut des-erves it!”

You released her ears and exited her wet pussy before wrapping your arms around her flat tummy, hilting deep inside her tight hole. A grunt forced its way out of your mouth when the first shot of semen flew out of your twitching cock.

Rope after rope of cum filled Winter’s cute ass, making her a sweaty, cream-filled mess. You and the bunny’s breathing evened out as you both came down from the intense climax you shared.

You slid your softening member out of her used hole, cum soon following and splattering down her thighs and onto the wood below you. Exhaustion washed over your senses, almost making you pass out from how hard you orgasmed.

This girl really knows how to drain you, that’s for sure. You picked up the light rabbit and carefully set her onto the bed before getting in with her. Winter’s small figure cuddled up into your body, her arms wrapping around you as she snuggled her face into the crook of your neck.

“I love you, oppa.”

“I love you too my sweet bunny.”

Before you knew it, the sun was rising and the birds were chirping. While the sun shone through the window into your room, you found yourself balls deep in Winter’s cunt.

“Oppa yes! Fuck my tight pussy harder!”

Minjeong wiggled and writhed beneath your hovering body, back arching off the bed when your cock hit that special spot inside her. You watched in awe at the way her tummy bulged from your thick member stretching her small pussy out.

You angled your hips so your fat tip hip that certain spot over and over again. Winter whined out and grasped at your biceps, trying to ground herself from the beatings her little kitty was taking.

“Mmm daddy, I can see you cock from the outside.”

The swollen sensitive bean above her entrance was pinched and rolled between your pointer finger and thumb. Winter’s tongue lolled out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back.

Drool leaked out of your pet’s mouth as her pussy clenched around your cock and creamed all over the throbbing length. Her tight cunt was squeezing all over your member, heightening your pleasure.

“Yes daddy! Make me your l-little cocksleeve! Give me your babies, m-make me a mommy bunny!”

You held Winter’s squirming hips down before giving one last rough thrust and pouring all of your baby batter into her womb. An adorable warm blush flushed through her face when she felt her tummy swelling from all of your cum.

You held each other in your arms, holding her close to you as you tried to leave her hot core. Minjeong was quick to wrap her legs around your back, trapping you and your cock between her legs.

“No oppa, stay for a little longer…”

Your bunny’s tired voice warmed your heart as you rolled over so she was rested on top of you. The two of you bathed in each other’s warmth and softness.

“Of course bunny, I’ll always stay.”

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Absolutely Amazing 100000/10 story honestly best angst story I've ever read 😅

I just can't help it

Yandere Chaewon x Reader

Part 1

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”

― Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women

What you’re about to read is a confession to you. An apology, if you prefer to call it that, as I’ve professed my love to you plenty of times—although it won’t ever be enough—and you’re at the knowledge of every crime I’ve committed since we met.

My Korean teacher repeatedly reiterated the lack of clarity in my essays and oral exams. I’m not good with words, you see. That’s why I thought that letting you know about the events in my life that shaped me and the feelings that followed me throughout these months would make you understand me better.

I know our conversations weren’t as deep as you probably expected. I’ve tried to explain myself to the best of my abilities and even if it was a mess you seemed to make out that flurry of words and comfort me. Sometimes, I truly thought you understood me more than I did.

It’s true that we always talked in riddles and puzzles but it made more sense that way. Because our—my—love was pure madness and somehow the riddles explained it better than we ever could.

The lack of sleep shouldn’t have affected my mind too much, at least in the part that’s in charge of writing.

If you’re reading this, I hope you understand. Sorry if I’m rambling a lot, and sorry if I will ramble more in the following pages. Right, sorry if I’m apologizing a lot—you told me not to do that. I just can’t help it.

I was tortured since the age of 6 when I started going to elementary school, that’s as far as I can remember. You could also say I was “bullied”, it’s what the adults like to call it, but it’s the same thing. People get defensive, almost offended when I use the other term. “Wow,” was a common reaction, “that’s a bit extreme, don’t you think?” I didn’t think it was extreme.

When I so naively asked my teacher the difference between the two words, she chuckled and looked at me as if I asked her what the difference between hot and cold was. Surprise was another clear feeling I could read from her expression. She asked me how I knew those words. I simply said I heard them from outside and she told me to forget them.

That evening, when I came home, I took the chair from my mother’s desk and put it next to the bookshelf, I climbed it and looked at the books on the top shelf. They were the books she used the least and between them, sitting all dusty and forgotten, was also the dictionary.

I blew and rubbed the dust away then I looked for the two words. I read the two definitions closely and more than one time but I still didn’t understand. They were the same.

I didn’t ask my teacher anything else. My teacher was clearly against explaining them to me.

But I was sure, I knew those two words extremely well because I felt them on my skin.

I wanted to be an idol. I told everyone in my class because I thought it was a normal dream—we all watched idols on TV in the afternoon—and being an astronaut seemed a lot harder. Apparently, it wasn’t. Because I wanted to perform on a stage, I was “pretentious”, “narcissistic”, an “attention-seeker”, and a “whore”. I didn’t know what they meant and thought they were compliments and they etched those words into my skin.

I later found their definitions in the dictionary and understood what they were saying.

I wasn’t the only girl who wanted to be an idol. Hayoon, a classmate of mine, dreamt of testing for JYP, SM, YG, and all those big companies. She took dance and singing classes, they were both in group and private. She could afford it because her family was very rich. From what I heard in the classroom, she started training when she was just a little girl because her parents saw her dancing in front of the TV during an episode of Inkigayo.

Surprisingly, Hayoon was never shamed. Because she was “humble” and had “her feet on the ground”. She was loved by everyone and was the most favored prospect for the role of an idol, everyone seemed to believe in her dream. She was confident, danced well, and was beautiful. All the girls went to her house at least twice a month to go to her huge pool, splendid garden, and majestic house. I never went, I was never invited.

She was good at everything and topped all subjects. However, I sang better than her. In music classes and festivals, I was always chosen and often took the roles instead of her. When she realized she wasn’t the best, she became embarrassed and frustrated.

She didn’t have any way of making me sing worse and neither could sing better than me, even after all those expensive lessons, so she took to poking fun at me to try and drag me down. Of course her friends joined as well. They were always calling me "ugly", "weird", and "gross" in a way that didn’t seem childish or playful, but demeaning and insulting.

The other kids constantly berated me between classes, glued my books to the desk, slapped me and then ran away. They knew all the spots where there was no CCTV in the school. They even stole my brand-new headphones and glued my shoestrings to my shoes when I didn’t see them. We wore slippers and my shoes were in my locker.

My teachers never helped me. I’ve tried telling them and they didn’t believe me, or rather, they chose not to believe me because that was easier for them.

Only a girl had the courage to help me, it only took one word and two days to have everyone against her. “Stop,” she only said that and then everyone hated her. You never go against the group, you never try to make yourself different, you never try to fight back.

In the end, I understood the difference between torture and bullying: one was for hurting and one was for fun.

During middle school, the bullying stepped up a notch. Some of my classmates went to my same middle school, they had many friends there and the rumors spread like wildfire. Many of the students liked to take their stress out by bullying other students. They were pathetic and talentless, they hated anyone who had potential unless they provided them anything, like Hayoon.

Smoking was illegal. But they didn’t care. They found all the corners of the school where the CCTV didn’t see them and studied where the professors usually walked to avoid their path. It wasn’t always perfect and sometimes they were caught but it sure helped them and the bullies.

One day, I was dragged by my hair behind the basketball court and after getting pushed to the ground, the girls started slapping, laughing, and kicking me. The smoke from their cigarettes and the kicks to my belly and back took the air out of me. I couldn’t breathe and I thought I was going to die. They were experienced—they noticed my lack of breath, gave me breaks to catch it, and started kicking me again.

They were caught by a teacher who forgot his bag. They claimed they were only giving me “birthday punches” and didn’t admit anything, nor apologized. They weren’t stupid either. The girls had a very good reputation and a good student persona, essentially they didn’t have any criminal records.

When I was asked what happened, I was ready to tell them all the atrocities that took place in school. But then, I remembered the girls’ eyes. I looked at the professor and I knew, right there and then, that he didn’t believe me, even before I said anything. They wouldn’t have done anything but the word would have been out, that I snitched on the bullies and then I wouldn’t have survived.

So I stayed silent.

The girls only got punished for smoking after they explained they only wanted to try and continued to do it anyway.

Between the end of middle school and the start of high school, the bullies got more creative. They tied me up and broke my legs with a crowbar. The older the girls got, the more of them wanted to be idols, and the first thing they had to do was to get rid of the competition. They succeeded as I stopped dancing altogether since that day.

I continued singing but nobody wants to see an idol in a wheelchair, right?

After I couldn’t walk normally anymore, they started treating me like a rag. They used me to clean the bathroom, by pushing me around on the floor, putting my face against the toilet, and mopping me with dirty water. I was like a toy to them and their friends joined the fun.

Part 2

It was no wonder that many bullied students leave the school. Sometimes, they leave on their own, because they can’t stand the torture anymore, other times, the school removes them. The bullies only bully others because they can and they know they can get away with it: they have influential parents or come from wealthy families, so the school can only quietly get rid of the problem and those are the victims that can’t stay quiet.

The class in my department didn’t have many students but it was enough: 20 students. During the year, 5 students left, and at the end of the year, 2 others were sent to another school in the province. The remaining 13 weren’t enough to be left alone in the classroom so they joined us with a class from another department that also lost many students. In total, we were 31, which was a big number but they didn’t have any other choice.

You were one of those students. I only noticed you after a week because I got used to keeping my eyes low not to anger any of my classmates. You sat beside me. People usually tend to avoid me since they could also become victims of the bullies but you knew it and it was your decision.

“Is this seat taken?” you asked me. When I heard your voice, I had a moment of hesitation. I kept staring at the wooden desk but then I thought that you might have accused me of being rude for ignoring you and that would have been a good enough reason to pick on me, so I raised my eyes.

“No, it isn’t,” I replied. Your eyes were cold. I genuinely thought you were a bully too.

“Then, can I seat here?”

“You can if you want…” I told you, unsure. “But I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“What? You fart a lot?”

I was taken aback. “No! I don’t.”

“I suppose it’s fine then,” you said and took the chair out to take your desk. You started getting ready for the lesson and didn’t seem to have any intention of doing anything to me. Every time someone spoke to me, it was to make a comment, make a joke, or give me an order. Still, I was suspicious of you.

The lesson proceeded as usual. You took your notes very diligently, writing almost everything the teacher said, making graphs and small summaries to keep your memory fresh. If you were to tell me you were the top student in your class, I would have believed it and later I’d find out you really were.

Your behavior wasn’t the one of a bully. And it wasn’t the behavior of a bullied either.

At the end of the last lesson before the lunch break, the teacher gave us surveys for our future career choices. I stared at the paper with a pen in my hand. What should I write? My future, my future was stolen from me. My dream was as meaningful as an ant’s life. After everything they did and said to me, a miserable life of insignificance and sadness sounded perfectly fit for me. I kept wondering and pondering until you turned to me.

“What do you want to do when you grow up, Chaewon?” you asked me while you were lazily spinning your pen between your fingers.

“I- I don’t know, what about you?” I stuttered. I couldn’t bring myself up to pronounce those words. I felt as if I had been banished from even muttering them and thinking about it only brought me horrible memories.

“Web security,” you said. “I go around and check companies’ safety in their servers and sites. I’ve already started an internship so I’m sure it’s what I’m going to do.”

“An internship? This early?”

“Yeah, I figured the more experience I get, the better. I got nothing better to do anyways.”

“Don’t you have any hobbies? Don’t you hang out with your… friends?”

“I don’t have that many friends, to be honest,” you replied nonchalantly. “I mean, I do go out like once every three months so it isn’t a lot but I still have friends I can talk to. I’ve never been good with people, I guess.”

“Ah, is that so?”

“I was always better on my own. I tried a lot of stuff and I liked web stuff better,” then you turned to me for a second time, looking at me more intensely than before, “but you didn’t answer my question yet. What do you wanna do?”

Being put on the spot like that, I wasn’t sure about what I was allowed to say. More than that, I didn’t know what I really wanted, if the dust of my once desire was still in me if my heart wasn’t dead cold. However, after all these years, a subtle string of fate kept me going and it was still something that I liked doing.

I looked at your eyes. They didn’t scare me.

“I want to be… an idol,” I said in a single breath. After I finished the sentence, a heavy feeling of guilt dawned on me. I felt as if I just committed a crime and I was in danger.

But you didn’t judge me.

“An idol, huh?” You laid back on your chair. “That’s pretty cool. I know it’s very hard if you really want to do it, props to you. It takes some guts to train for that stuff. To dance all day, to have everyone look at you, it’s something.”

“Do- do you think I can do it?”

“I don’t know, you tell me. I don’t know how well you dance, or how good you sing, or even what you tested for.”

“But is it a possible dream?”

“You can watch idols too, right? They had the same dream as you did. They did it. I think it’s possible, yeah. And I think you can do it, Chaewon.”

When you said that, I felt so relieved. It was comforting. Finally, I found someone that didn’t hate me, that didn’t shame and believed in me.

Just as you stopped talking, the bell rang. It was the time.

“Oh, look at her, ms. Idol,” said Yejun and pushed my head away for fun. He started laughing.

“Hands off, Yejun. And go away before I sock you in the face,” you said.

“I’m so scared, oh my god,” he laughed. “What do you think you’ll do huh? Do you want to protect this filthy rag? How generous,” he said and then slapped me.

“That’s enough, fuckface,” you got up and stared into his eyes. “That’s the last warning. Leave before I do something I might regret.”

He scoffed. “Really, you talk a lot. Don’t forget that you work for my father.”

“I don’t think you get it, Yejun. I don’t just work for your father. He depends on me. One click and his whole 20 servers will blow up. Do you really think that incompetent fool of your father fixed all the problems? He doesn’t know shit about his stuff, he only knows how to count money and scam his workers. There are so many weaknesses I could just hack the whole thing and change your company to my name.”

“You aren’t funny.”

“I wasn’t trying to be. Now, that I’ve seen who this rag of yours is, tell your friends to keep their hands off her. I don’t want to see your father come back and beg at me and he’ll know it was all your fault. Everyone listens to you apparently, so spread the word. I won’t hesitate.”

Yejun stormed out of the class in anger.

I felt like I was reborn, that I finally found my savior. You were the angel I needed and you came to save me from this hell.

“I don’t like this place, let’s get out of here,” you said and I followed you.

We went to grab lunch but right behind the vending machines you got attacked. He called you a nerd, whatever he did, but I couldn’t stand it. I felt a force in me and I grabbed his neck, I squeezed until he couldn’t breathe anymore.

I’ll be honest, if it wasn’t for you trying to get me off, I would have killed him.

Just as that guy run off, you freaked out. I didn’t blame you. Still, you took my arm and pulled me to somewhere more covered to talk to me, scared that someone else might have seen it. I could see the surprise in your eyes, but you didn’t look terrified, you were concerned if anything.

Your hand was still bleeding, the red liquid dripped to the floor. I stared at the droplets, slowly coloring the grey concrete, as if it was the ticking of a clock. At each tick, I was getting more impatient, there was something inside me that wanted to jump out, run after who hurt you, and make him pay for it. But I had to calm down, you were in front of me.

“Chaewon, what the hell!” you whisper-shouted while repeatedly glancing behind your back and into the hallway. “Where did that come from?”

“I-I don’t know what happened,” I stuttered. I was saying the truth—at the time, I truly didn’t know why I reacted in the way I did. I never raised my hands, I never talked back, I never reacted.

“Shit, I’m bleeding a lot,” you cursed. You gritted your teeth and started walking towards the school clinic. I followed you.

You talked to me as we were walking. “You don’t just choke people randomly, you know?”

“I- I really swear! I pro-promise… I have no idea what happened!”

“Listen, Chaewon, I saw you pinning his neck against the wall. You raised a senior with one hand.”

When we were in front of the nurse's office, you pinched your nose and waved your hand to stop me from talking. The cuff of your white shirt was stained with red, it already spread so much in just a short time. You must have been in pain. My blood was boiling.

“You can explain yourself later,” you said and opened the door. “I have to close this wound first.”

I followed you into the room. For some reason, the room was empty, there was no trace of the nurse and it looked like she hasn’t been there for a long time as everything was very tidy and the coat hanger was empty. Often, when people can avoid work, they’ll do it. The nurse must have seen that there was no one needing her in the morning and decided to leave for some coffee.

You sat on one of the beds, keeping your arm stretched out so the blood wouldn’t stain the sheets and with another hand, you searched into the cabinet for something you could help yourself with. You took out bandaids, alcohol, gauze and cotton buds. You really made a mess, trying to pour the alcohol on your arm and spilling half of the content on the floor.

After sloppily cleaning yourself with cotton, you got the bandaids.

“Do you really think bandaids will do?” I asked you. “It’s way too deep.”

“Is there any other way?”

“Yeah, we have to put stitches on you.” I took the chairs from the desk and sat in front of you. In the cabinet beside the bed, there were also needles and thread for that procedure. Luckily there was an anesthetic as well.

I put on gloves. I cleaned your wound again, better than you did before, and applied the anesthetic gel. It took about two minutes to take effect, in the meanwhile I prepared the rest of the equipment I needed: forceps, curved needle, and new thread.

When I was sure you didn’t feel anything, I started stitching your wound.

“How did you learn this?” you asked me so curiously.

“I… I got used to taking care of myself,” I said softly. It was embarrassing. You nodded. I could feel your eyes scan me, looking at all my bruises, the bandaids on my face, and many more wounds underneath my shirt.

You sighed. “I’m sorry. I hope they won’t attack you anymore. Always stay with me, they are scared of people who have a known name.”

“Thank you, but I don’t think it will do anything.”

“Just do as I say,” you repeated. I could see how sure you were from your face. You definitely didn’t see, as my face was facing the floor, but I smiled for the first time after you said that. Your desire of protecting me was honest. I was really happy that you cared for me.

When I came home, I had the time to think through what happened that day. As I was drinking a cup of water, I looked at myself in the reflection of the window, my fingers tracing my wounds and bruises, itching the dried blood on my nails. Where did that strength come from? I could have sworn they had taken every ounce of energy from me, I knew I had no will, no ambition, no desire to even talk back until today. And yet, I hurt him.

I felt good. It didn’t feel good to hurt him per se but to know I defended you. As to him, I should have killed him. But you stopped me. You shouldn’t have done that. He hurt you. That shabby gross fool tried to hurt you, how could he?!

I was so lucky to have caught you before it was late. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to you if he succeeded—the bruises on your face, the blood on your face—you would have looked just like me. No, I couldn’t stand that. You didn’t deserve to go through the pain that I did, not after you defended me. Oh, if only I could lay my hand on those sinners, the pain I could inflict them, all the experiences that I felt inside my skin, into my very flesh.

I want to hear them scream. To beg for forgiveness. To regret their very existence. I want them to apologize to you, to offer their life…

Crack

I looked down at my hands. What a mess. I completely shattered the cup I was holding—bits of sharp glass everywhere, even some into my skin. The veins of my hand were bulging, I could feel the blood in my body flowing so fast and forcefully. The adrenaline was high in my brain.

I didn’t realize what I did until I heard the sudden noise.

It was true, just as you said. It wasn’t me. But why? This must have happened because I was thinking of you getting hurt… yes, it was your thought, just you. It was because of you. I didn’t want to see you hurt, you were my only hope in this world, just the thought sent a shock through my spine and into my head, and I would go crazy.

You made me like this.

Completely insane.

“Chaewon! What happened?” I heard Yujin calling me and I turned around to see her rushing out the hallway. Yujin was my roommate, we shared the rent because it was cheaper that way. She wasn’t a bad person, not at all. But she couldn’t understand my life, she lived between rich girls and handsome guys.

To be kind, you need to know what misery is. She was just nice.

“Oh, Kirin-chan,” I said.

“How did you break your glass?” she asked worryingly, grabbing a towel to clean my bloody hand of the bits of glass.

“My bad, I was standing up and it just slipped out of my hand.”

“Then how did it get all over your palm?”

“I slipped and fell right onto it, you know how clumsy I am.”

“Yeah,” she commented without much belief, “just like all the time you come home with bruises on your face.”

“It isn’t my fault if they don’t put warnings after cleaning the stairs.”

“It isn’t your fault,” she repeated. “Anyways, don’t forget to clean it up, I’ll go back to studying,” she ended, turning around and leaving the lounge to return to her prettier room.

I continued to stare at my hand.

I couldn’t help but think about you again… my head got foggy… my thoughts haunting…

What if they scarred you?

What if they bullied you?

What if girls broke your heart?

What if you were friends with the wrong people?

I knew I was crossing a line when those questions took form but it was too late and I didn’t even care anymore. It was a promise I made myself, to protect who I loved, and I swore I wouldn’t fail again. I would protect you forever, no matter what.

I feared that you’d run away from me but instead, we got way closer than before. When I walked into school the day after the incident, I was genuinely scared I wouldn’t have seen you—that you had stayed at home, that you changed class or even school. What worried me the most was the fact that you could have been scared of me.

I waited for you anxiously. I kept scratching my nails, rubbing my arms, looking around for you. So many times I got up and walked around the paths outside the school where I thought you’d usually walk, even if I didn’t know well what were your habits, and not finding you, I’d sit back at the wall and wait again.

After several minutes, you arrived at school. At the sight of you, my dizziness and worries faded away. I immediately ran at you and hugged you so tight, you had to know how much I missed you.

You were surprised, of course, you were. “Huh? What has gotten into you Chaewon?” you laughed jokingly.

“I just thought you wouldn’t come to school anymore,” I told you.

“Why would I do that? Today is a school day.”

“It’s okay, that’s perfect. I’m just so glad I can see you again.”

Part 3

The door opened to the locker room and I and the other trainees entered sitting down. They changed their clothes from casual streetwear to old clothes and gym wear. I’ve been training for a bit now, I got to know all the trainees well, there were a lot before but now they only remained half. The one that finished first started stretching. "It's one minute and a half. Let's do this," she sighed.

One of them threw to the other a white sheet with a name written on it and did the same with the others. "Here. Your name tags."

"That's it? Just a minute?" the girl chuckled.

"A minute and a half. Everyone does their part and it's a difficult choreography, don't you forget. It will be enough."

"It's for evaluation. Don't forget every detail counts," another girl added.

We went out of the room and made our way toward the practice room, each one with a name tag on it. The corridor leading to it was cold, probably because they just changed from thick to thin clothes, but it got hotter towards the end where the air got denser. One at a time, they entered bowing at the line of men sitting on the right of the mirror in front of the door.

Everyone had papers and a pen and a serious look plastered on their faces. After a couple of stretches, the girls got into position and the music started. They smiled and danced with their full capability and the judges looked sharp. When the music stopped they held their ending pose and went in a line waiting for their words. The air suddenly felt cold.

"There had been improvements on what we said the first time. But we can also fix others," the first said and the men nodded. They wrote on the paper and scribbled.

"You. When the others did their move you were coordinated and that's fine but you did it wrong. You need to raise your hand higher," he said making the move himself and the girl followed.

"Can you do the move a bit before the ending?" another one asked, gesturing his intention. "Yes, that one. Please get into the position and do it."

They did and when it came to the next section he spoke again, "One more time."

"Once more."

"Five...six.. seven... eight... an-"

"Okay," he said and got up walking to the center of the room. He demonstrated the move more and more times. "Don't tense your muscles too much when you do this alright?"

"But," the oldest got up, "you were all a lot better today, good job. Specially Soojin and Gaeul."

"That's it, goodbye," they said.

"Thank you!" the girls answered together.

BLAM. The oldest almost slips as he got out and the others held him up. The girls let out a muffled laugh, their mouths covered with their hands."See girls, don't tense your muscles too much or they won't work properly," the man chuckled. The judges left fast, embarrassed by their eldest and the group laughed in relief.

"Are we really doing this? They are not saying anything anymore."

The youngest looked at them from the ground, laid down breathing hard, and said, "We're close to debuting."

When everyone was done with their stuff and cleaned themselves they left. Almost all of them ran out to catch the last bus of the day or were just in a hurry. I, on the other hand, had to walk home so I did everything slower. When I got out, in the distance, I heard a group of girls around my age shouting and laughing. When they got closer, I realized they were my classmates, there were about four of them and they were drunk.

They noticed me.

"Look at you. It's late, pretty girls like you shouldn't stay out," one of them said and I frowned.

"Don't tell me. You were practicing?" she said laughing. The other three got in a semi-circle in front of me.

"It's a really difficult life isn't it, miss idol? Everybody wants you and you're here dancing until late," she mocked me, with her fingers under her eyes faking tears, and let out a hearty laugh. The choir followed with a carol of joy.

"It's sad really," she continued, "so popular but so tired."

She pushed me down on the ground and the group stepped back making more space for the two. She forcefully pulled my hair, forcing me to get up. The girl got closer and said, "And you're so pretty. It would be a shame if anything happened to this pretty face."

She slapped me. They laughed. They kicked me. I tried to defend myself, curling into a fetus position and protecting my head. They snickered as they continued wasting the effects of the alcohol on me. When they were finally satisfied, they got up and left me there on the side of the road and went away to the opposite way of where they came from.

I remained on the ground with tears on her face and sobbed trying not to make any noise, I wanted silence. However I heard their voices again, from the distance, and they were screaming.

"What do you think you're doing?!" the same girl as before squealed."We're girls, you think you can-." The group gasped.

"You're five and I'm one and you just beat that girl up. You think I care?" It was a male voice.

The girls ran away but the guy didn't try to chase them and walked to me.

"There's a convenience store nearby, we can get something cold for your face," he said with a soft tone. I recognized the voice and looked at him, I recognized his face too. It was you. My legs trembled a little as I held myself upon your shoulder for support. "It's fine, take your time," you said dusting my back.

At the shop, you bought a bag of frozen peas so I could put it on my face where it still hurts. "I ate those for dinner, they're great. I can use them for everything, look, you're using them too now," you said and I laughed. I calmed down a little and your face got more serious and worried.

"I told you. Starting from tomorrow I'll bring you home," you said.

"But it was only this time," I said.

"And the other four before."

"Kind of."

"Being there by 11:30 should be good."

"But you should sleep."

"I would just be studying, and either way, it's way better to have your company," you insisted, leaning down on the chair. A small smile formed on my face. Ever since that day, the two always walked home late at night even when it was freezing or when it was raining. We got way closer.

You grew up so well. Unfortunately, many girls seemed to notice you and fall for you. I don’t blame them, you were very charming, so attractive for such a young student but I couldn’t let them near you. They were fools, too stupid to realize they were nowhere close to your level, you were levels above and they were just insects. I had to make sure no one bothered you, to avoid you crying because some worthless bitch broke your heart.

I was surprised when you told me you got asked out. But then I felt my chest burn.

There’s only one thing that I can’t stand in this world and that’s people who think they can take what’s mine. I don’t care about gossip, jealousy or envy, I don’t have anyone to compete with, I just want what’s mine. And you are mine.

It was so easy to scare them away. All it took was a quick talk behind the school, a very convincing speech, a cutter to their throats…

They were scared of me. Good. You didn’t suspect anything—they’d still smile at me as if nothing happened, I made sure to tell them. I couldn’t let you know, to worry more than you already were.

The bullying had completely stopped towards me because you were always by my side defending me and eventually they all got the message. If you were just a crush before, now I love you. If I loved you, now I worship you. You’re my religion, my god, my purpose. I’ll kill for you, live for you, and I’ll love you forever. Wherever you go, I’ll follow you. Whether that’s heaven, hell, or any other world. My very existence is embroidered into your name, I can’t exist without you.

Things were going great, so great. You only had eyes for me. Those two beautiful pupils could only look at me, at my face, at my body, only at me. I loved when you stared at me, I was yours after all, you could watch how much you wanted.

That was until those two eyes became one. You got a big bruise on your left eye, it was swollen, black, and horrible.

You were waiting for me near the big tree behind the school like you always did, and you talked to me like you always did, without worry or pain. “Hey, Chaewon,” you greeted me.

“What happened?!”

“Nothing, I just hurt myself,” you lied. How naive you were, you were too kind, too nice. I didn’t believe you one single bit. I wonder why you did that? Why did you lie to me? Was it to protect whoever did that to you? To protect who hurt you?

“Tell me. Tell me, who hurt you?” I asked you calmly.

“It’s really nothing Chae… I’m serious, I only hurt myself—”

“TELL ME WHO THE HELL HURT YOU RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!!” I asked again, the sudden increase in volume startled you and you backed away into the tree. I didn’t know at the time, and you’d tell me later, but my eyes were empty. You got scared, I apologize, I just couldn’t help it.

“Ch-Chaewon?” you stuttered.

When I realized you were terrified, I calmed down. “Huh? Oh, my bad, sorry… I was just really worried, but now, please tell me.” I shook my head and took a couple of steps back.

“Okay, I will tell you… it was Seojun,” you finally confessed. “I bumped into him and spilled his drink on his uniform. I apologized, but since I was alone and his ‘friends’ were with him, they thought they could get their revenge on me.”

“I see… let’s get you some ice for that eye for now,” I told you and we started to walk into the infirmary for the second time. I hated walking into that place, especially with you. I tried my best to hold it inside me, not to scare you again, but I was going to snap anytime soon.

“Chae, are you alright?” you asked me.

“Oh, don’t worry about me, dear… and it will okay from now on. You don’t have to worry about Seojun anymore.”

You know, people say that the first time is special, you never forget it. The first time I bathed my hands in the warm liquid that is human blood, my body was cold. I felt hesitation at first, but I knew I was doing it for you, and thinking about you, all that fear was gone. And I killed him.

Yes, it was me that killed Seojun. I don’t regret one bit what I’ve done to him. I made sure he suffered as much as he made you suffer. An eye for an eye, as they say.

That day was special, it was like I confessed to you and instead of a ring, I gave you a life. It was only fair you’d give me your life in return.

The murder of Seojun made headlines in the news and when asked about it, the students never said anything nor praised or acted sad at his death. No one missed him. It’s quite sad that life can be so insignificant that not a single person will care about how gruesome your death was and forget you the next day. To be quite honest, he deserved it. We die in the same way we live.

You were a bit suspicious of me at first. You didn’t really doubt me—you were curious. The news of his death was delivered by our professor during the first period with a sigh before continuing the lesson. The reactions were mixed but mostly towards one extreme: relief.

When a bad person dies, two things will happen: if you’re a good person or a victim, you will be happy; if you’re equally bad then you’ll be scared, because you know he already got what he deserved and nothing prevented you from having the same fate as nothing is stronger than luck.

You were both worried and glad. I’ve always noticed how you tend to care about other people, it’s something that I really love about you, you just have to direct toward the people who deserve it. “Hey, Chae, do you know anything about Seojun’s murder?” you asked me during the break. You were hesitant at first but I was sure you’ve thought about it long enough to decide to spill it.

You must have thought about what I said the other day: You don’t have to worry about Seojun anymore.

“Huh?” I raised my eyebrow at you. “Why would I have anything to do with his death?”

“W-well… you see… you said that I didn’t have to worry about him anymore and the next day… he dies.” Your shoulders were so tight almost as if you were trying to keep the words inside of you. Your gaze flitted around the room, never settling on one person or object for long.

“It must have been a coincidence,” I told you. “And karma.”

“Right,” you muttered. Then you relaxed your shoulders.

“By the way,” I changed the topic, “there is going to be the last test before the debut at Hybe.”

Your eyes changed completely, they brightened. Every time I talked about my dream, you always seemed too excited for me. You fully believed in my ambition and constantly encouraged me to keep trying. Whenever I practiced, I always thought of you.

I always think of you.

“That’s awesome, Chae. It’s your opportunity, you wanted to become an idol all this time.”

“I will start practicing right away then,” I said. “I want to be with you that day. Can you come with me?”

“What day will it be?”

“Next Saturday, 4:00 pm.”

“Next Saturday… 4:00 pm,” you repeated. “I’ll make sure to be there—I will be there, I will.”

“Thank you,” I smiled and hugged you. You were still a bit against the idea of hugging but slowly you were getting used to it. I trusted that you’ll eventually come to love it.

I had prepared about four songs for the test: two for my singing and two for my dancing, one of them was good for both. I decided to be very broad with my songs because if they asked for more, I’d be prepared. You never know. I didn’t want to go there and have them ask for a random song and fail horribly.

You were waiting for me in front of the building with a little bag of snacks. I mentioned all of them before to you and you remembered. Some of them were for when I’d finish the whole thing and some as a snack to calm my nerves.

Honestly, I felt like you were my boyfriend already. If anyone saw us together, they’d say the same thing. Every little thing you did was so full of attention, I knew you cared for me, and I loved you so much.

Anyways, the time came. I bid you goodbye and entered.

The test went terribly wrong.

You waited two hours for me, only for me to blow it all up. When I came out, I was so embarrassed, I didn’t want you to see me at all.

“So Chae, how was it?” you asked but I didn’t reply. It was hard to come up with any word at all. I couldn’t even look at you in the eyes.

“Chae?”

“Chaewon?”

You finally got enough at the third time and you grabbed my shoulder to shake and direct my gaze at you. “Chaewon, answer me please!” you said with an upset tone.

“Do you… do you think I’m a failure?”

“What are you talking about?” you asked back.

“Hey, am I a failure? Tell me. Were the guys right? I am not meant to be an idol after all, should I give up after all? Tell me, please!” I hiccuped and cried. I was truly heartbroken. It was the test per se but the fact that I disappointed you, that I wasted all your determination and belief you had in me.

“Chaewon, no…” you whispered and went for a hug. It was awkward, you didn’t know how to hug. You tried to put a hand on my shoulder and one on my hip, but it didn’t work. Then you tried to put both of them on my shoulder but you looked like you wanted to headbut me. On the third try, you succeeded and properly hugged me very tightly.

I buried my head into your chest, it was where I could really feel safe.

“Chaewon, what happened in there? How did it go?”

“I FAILED! I BLEW IT ALL UP! IT’S ALL GONE!” I yelled and gripped you harder.

“How is that possible? You’re perfect, I mean, you sing so beautifully and you’re beautiful,” you said. “You’ve been practicing… why? How?”

“I’m sorry it’s that I was so worried. I got distracted. I continued to ask myself if I’d fail and so on… I knew the lyrics but I got jittery and…”

“No, Chaewon! I told you to believe in yourself. You can do it. You can do it.”

“But—”

“You have talent, Chae,” you repeated, “and I’ve seen it since day one. You will not fail. You just have to try again.”

I was embarrassed to see if I could try again but you weren’t and you stormed inside the building, dragging me by arm to ask the staff if I could try again. You explained everything and even pleaded with them until they gave in.

This time, you were waiting for me outside the door. I knew I wouldn’t fail again.

Don’t think about anything else. Focus.

I sang the first song. Just like I practiced. Then I danced. It was perfect.

I passed. I was so happy and I just had to tell you. I ran outside but you weren’t there.

I searched everywhere until I understood you weren’t in the building and had to search for you outside. I found you in an alley, bloody and bruised.

I immediately called the ambulance and they rushed you to the hospital. Your condition was so bad they had to x-ray your whole body and do a small surgery.

When I found you, you could barely talk or even breathe. You were laying in a pool of blood, that came from the numerous cuts all over your body—they weren’t clean but all rough and jacked, meaning they came from brute force and not blades. Your clothes were also messed up and ripped. Together, I could count on 19 injuries at least. I couldn’t understand at all. Why would someone do that to you? And how did it happen?

Together with you was a bag with two drinks and a couple of sandwiches. I suppose you went outside to a convenience store to buy something, maybe for me, and then… you were attacked. This may have been premeditated, it’s impossible a group of people randomly hurt you that bad.

I couldn’t stop crying, you know?

To see you in those conditions, I could only think of the worse.

What if you’d never wake up again?

What if you’d be miserable for the rest of your life?

What if you died?

It was my fault. I’m sorry, it was totally my fault. It was because I took way too long in the test, chatting with the staff, seeing the other girls so happily, while you were being jumped… I could have protected you, we could have gone home together and this would have never happened.

The doctor called me. “Kim Chaewon?”

“Yes?” I raised my eyes. I saw him and wiped my tears before standing up and walking to him.

“Is he okay…?” I asked.

“He’s not in danger is what I can tell you. Some of his bones are broken and he has received a concussion, he may be asleep for a while, you see,” he said.

“Can I see him?”

“Yes, you can,” the doctor agreed, “this way…”

He guided me toward another floor of the hospital. You have been transferred from the emergency room to the patient’s rooms. You were in the section where more care was needed—the hallway was quieter, everyone walked slower, and everything was more gentle.

I entered your room slowly, holding myself up with a hand on the door frame and then I saw you. Your eyes were closed. Your whole body was covered in bandages and you were hooked to all sorts of machines with cables and cords everywhere. It was almost like seeing a puppet tied up in strings and they were keeping you alive.

I was scared to come close to you. I feared that any of my movements could have damaged you even more. You were so fragile at that moment.

I gently lowered myself to the chair next to your bed and held your hand. I cried. I cried again, so much. I couldn’t help but keep thinking it was my fault. If only I was quicker…

Some of your items were put in the drawer. I noticed your phone together with your wallet and backpack. The screen was cracked and some of the blood crusted into the cracks. I don’t know why I felt curious but I unlocked the screen—you trusted me enough to let me know your password months ago to check some messages while you were busy cooking—and it opened KakaoTalk. You were texting me and the phone memorized it.

Chae be careful the bullies might be after you

Don’t go in the shortcut at the

Oh, dear. You were on the brink of death and all you could think was to warn me, to protect me. You didn’t even think of calling for help. I understood everything. It was those bullies again… they didn’t forget, did they? It’s because their life turned to hell after they didn’t have anyone to bully anymore and they got revenge but attacking you.

I was angry. I was furious. I was so pissed that I unconsciously cracked your phone even more. It was that feeling again, all over—the fire in my chest.

I will kill them. Each one of the. I will make them suffer. I will tear them to shreds. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them. I will kill them.

I will make them pay for everything they have done for you.

They were so stupid. It was so easy to trick them: I attacked their leader when he was coming home late and forced him to send a message to everyone who was involved in your attack—he confessed right away when I showed him my knife.

The guys came on point the next day. It was all so easy. They always hung out at the abandoned warehouse where they could make all the mess they wanted and dragged their victims to torture them properly and in private. Now they were dragging themselves to their death.

I dressed in black that day. You never liked seeing me in black. People used to tell me I tried to stand out too much so they forced me to use torn, old, ugly clothes, but when they stopped tormenting me, you brought me to buy more clothes for me.

But that day I wasn’t dressing as the victim. I was in the guise of the Grim Reaper.

I prepared my knives, axes, clamps, nails, and staplers and waited for them in the building.

Humans are so easy to kill. They are so frail and mortal—I had to be extremely careful not to let them die immediately to cause them all the pain they deserved. I’ll spare you the details. You don’t have to know of the gruesome parts of their murder. I’ll just tell you everything they did to you and in their years of bullying, I did to them. From crowbars to knives, to fire and stabbing.

When the last one stopped screaming, I felt at peace. The silence was absolute. I couldn’t even hear the wind, the cars, or the noises of the city. It was completely quiet.

I finally avenged you.

Part 4

Disposing of the bodies was quite simple but extremely tiring. I had to chop their bodies to bits, bury them and hide all the evidence. I cleaned with bleach all my weapons, the floor, and the walls of the warehouse. I had to soil the floor since it was dirty before and I couldn’t leave a clean patch in there, it would have been a dead giveaway.

Of course, I had to get rid of all their phones. I broke them into little pieces before grinding them up to a bag of dust and flushing them down the toilet.

I got most of my weapons from around the city. I stole the knives from the school kitchen and returned them to them. I did the crime on a Friday night and finished in the evening of Saturday so they wouldn’t have noticed the disappearance of their tools. I bought the rest of the tools from a hardware store so I could have just put it in someone else’s garage.

I couldn’t burn my clothes or rags because that would have caught the attention of my neighbors or anyone nearby so I colored it with all sorts of paints so the blood would have been unrecognizable. If anyone analyzed them, it would look like they were of an artist. And then I disposed of them.

Burying the bodies was the most laborious part and I could only do it during the night. It took me both Saturday and sunday to get rid of all the evidence.

The next days were all marked by nightmares. I didn’t dream of what I did. What haunted me was you leaving me. I was afraid that my crime could have separated us.

Chaewon, you’re a monster.

I can’t be friends with a murderer.

I can’t love a killer.

I hate you.

I wish you died.

I was distressed and jittery during the day and couldn’t sleep at night. Many times I would get distracted in those thoughts, imagining all the things you could say to me, and not realize people calling me. I would often zone out and not hear anything else.

“Chaewon? Are you okay?” my classmates would tell me. I would snap out of my daze and realize most of them were looking at me then I’d realize I actually chipped a corner of the table off with my grip.

“Oh, I’m sorry, it’s nothing,” I could only say. They would continue with the day forgetting about it or just tell their friends excitedly about a classmate with a freakish strength.

It was especially hard when I was training with the other trainees but I told myself you wouldn’t be proud of me if I wasn’t doing my best and forced myself to dance.

On Monday, their disappearance was announced but nobody could find anything. Not a single trace. The secret was safe with me.

They also announced your attack but they didn’t connect the two events together, assuming you were also a victim. The attacks in this Korea were common anyways. Bullying was so widespread you could say it was part of our culture.

After a week. you were still asleep. The doctor concluded that they must have stomped your head too for you to be concussed that badly. They damaged the nerves.

Unfortunately, I knew only after I killed them. If I knew I would have done the same to them so they could feel the pain you felt but I guess cutting their limbs counts as nerve damage as well.

I was getting extremely impatient waiting for your awakening. The doctor couldn’t help me but it wasn’t their fault. I’ve only realized now how much I relied on you and those days without you were as sad as Halloween without candies.

When I woke up, I couldn’t tell if the Sun rose already or if it was still sunrise, it was timid, and the light cast a somber hue in the room. It was gray and pale. The soundscape was eerily quiet, the usual chirping birds seemed to have disappeared, as if even nature was mourning alongside me.

Walking through the corridors of the school, I felt like a solitary figure amidst a sea of faces. Conversations echoed around me, yet they seemed distant. The classrooms, usually alive with energy, felt suffocatingly silent.

I couldn’t help but notice how happy the other students went on with their days, completely ignoring what happened to you. Worst of all, some students even mocked you, saying you were a loser and you deserved it. My bloodthirst was beyond the roof. I had to hold myself back a lot not to commit other killings, reminding myself that I could have raised a case of a serial killer if I wasn’t careful enough.

I thought I had been sneaky enough not to raise any suspicion but I didn’t know the only person to find out would have been you.

I was in an alley near the hospital when I met one of those mean girls. They were badmouthing you and I had to make sure they wouldn’t do it again. I didn’t kill them, you don’t have to worry about that. I merely sent a message, a little punishment. I got one nail for each insult they said toward you. Poor them, they won’t have nails for months—I hope it hurts.

They ran away but when I turned around, I saw you. You were looking at me so horrified and disgusted.

“I had my suspicions, Chae…” you said. “The coincidence was too perfect. I woke up and saw the news, I knew it was you. And now, I’m sure.”

“You’re mistaken, dear,” I tried to say foolishly.

“Chae, I saw everything.” Your face morphed into an extreme melancholy, of disappointment and sadness. My face instead contorted into a horrified frown. You… my best and only friend, my love. You discovered my worse secret—I knew what the consequences were and I knew what the risks were.

“I mean, what are you even doing here? Weren’t you still sleeping?”

“I woke up this morning—I got discharged—and the doctor let me take a walk… and then I saw you.”

“Do you know what I did all of this, darling?” I asked, my nerves were so tense and my blood was pumping like crazy. I was getting more and more scared. There was a thread inside me that was being pulled and pulled…

“W-what is it?” you asked with hesitation.

“It’s because… I… I love you.”

I saw the shock on your face but I couldn’t stop myself anymore. I did it. I snapped. You found out and there was no turning back. You didn’t have a choice either.

“W-what? What are you saying?”

“Darling, don’t you get it? I love you so so so so so much. I love you so much—to the point I killed for you. Yes, I did kill them. I murdered them. I slaughtered them. I made them suffer, love, the way they made you suffer… Please! Please understand—I’m doing this because I love you.”

“Chae, you’re scaring me. Stop…”

“Oh, don’t be scared, my love. I would never harm you or kill you… I would only cherish you—in fact, I did all of this to protect you from those bastards! I love you with all of my heart.”

That fire inside of me took over again and this time I was already glued to you, my knee under your thigh, pinning you to the wall, a hand on your cheek and one near your waist. You couldn’t move at all, I wouldn’t let you. I was finally this close to you… your skin was so smooth and soft—just like you, my precious baby.

Maybe I was smiling a bit too much. You’d describe to me later that I looked psychotic, yes, I was crazy.

You didn’t know how to react. I admit, you were so cute—so vulnerable and fragile, just at my mercy. Yet, you dared to take and push my hand away from your face.

“Chae, I’m sorry,” you said and it almost broke my heart, “but I just… I-I- I don’t know…” you said.

“What aren’t you sure about? Is it my love? Is it not clear enough?” I asked. “I’ll do anything for you, just ask me.”

“Please stay away from me,” you replied, “for a while.”

“What are you saying, darling?”

“Chae… you’re my best friend and I understand why you did all of that. I do. But I need to think about it. Don’t worry, I won’t say this to anyone, no one at all, but I need to stay alone for a bit,” you pleaded, “I just recovered too.”

“Okay, fine,” I agreed. You were right. It was a bit too much for you, especially after you just woke up from that concrete hospital bed. Also, I knew I could trust you. You never betrayed me so that did not scare me.

You slowly backed away and left me, alone in the alley.

I don’t know why but I started laughing hysterically.

I thought I messed up a lot. That isn’t the way your lover should look at you, right? Terrified and pleading on the verge of tears. You should have looked at me lovingly. I was so scared you’d leave me and I couldn’t let you do that. I needed you too much.

But then you left me waiting for almost a month. I respected your choice and didn’t contact you at all but it’s been too long. I figured that knowing I killed tormented you so I didn’t touch anyone else but rather I kept it to simply threatening them verbally and that seemed to work.

You have to understand I couldn’t take it anymore. Looking at your pictures every night wasn’t enough. Listening to your voice from the vocal messages wasn’t enough. Smelling the shirts I stole from you wasn’t enough, and the smell was fading away. My imagination wasn’t enough, especially when I knew I could have you and I was just waiting for the right moment.

Then the right moment came. I sent you a message just to let you know, you couldn’t say no. I went right to your house, which I came over to many times already, and even your mother knew me. She let me inside with a smile, she was so kind. I knew where you got that virtue from.

I heard you running frantically around your room. You must have been dressing up, so I waited until you were done, knocked, and opened the door. Your room smelled just like I remembered it, it was so good, it was just you.

“It’s been a while, Chae,” you said, clearly nervous. “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing terrible, honey,” I answered honestly and you gulped. “You know, I’ve been good to you. I waited and did nothing else. I did not kill or hurt anyone. I let you have your space, then why did you disappear for an entire month?”

“I kept thinking and reflecting on what happened…”

“For a month?” I was furious. “Did you try to make me forget you? Did you try to forget me?”

“It’s that… It has been a tough month,” you said. “My best friend murdered 6 people, or more… How could I go back to what we were before? You killed… humans.”

“So? They didn’t deserve to live anyways. I did it for you.”

“No, Chae—”

“They beat you up so badly you couldn’t even walk!” I snapped. “They badmouthed you, they laughed at you and… why are you defending them?!”

“Yes, but you took their lives.”

“They were going to take your life too! Don’t you get it?”

“Chae, please—”

“No! Shut up! I can’t take this anymore! I can’t forgive them. They’re always making fun of you, beating you up, torturing you—just because you’re my friend! But you keep shoving it away and get hurt for me… I- I…”

I hugged you. I had to hold onto something and you were the only one that could have helped me stand up. All those years… I was so pent up, I was so tired of it. I know you told me many times to let it be but I can’t. Sorry, I just can’t help it. I can’t let anyone walk away after they hurt you, even if it’s something as little as pinching you, because you mean too much to me.

“Darling, I love you!” I sobbed and pleaded onto your chest, bathed by my tears, “I missed you so much. If I don’t see you even for a day, it starts to hurt, you know? I’ll do anything to stay with you, anything! Just tell me! I want to see you every day, I can’t let you leave like this…”

“If it’s like this,” you started, “we can make a deal.”

“A-a deal? Really?”

“Yes, a deal. You can see me how much you want but absolutely no killing. No physical assault and no insults to anyone.”

“Is that it?”

“Yes, you just have to restrain yourself.”

“Very well. Then, I promise, I will never kill again, I swear. Does that mean I can see you every day?” I asked. My tears finally stopped pouring out, the hiccup was still there, but I could focus and talk to you properly now. I took a deep breath and spoke, “Then you have to be my boyfriend from now on.”

“What did you just say?” you asked with confusion.

“You can’t say no. You are my boyfriend now. You know already, I told you so many times. I love you with all of myself.”

I knew you liked me a little already. I wasn’t sure if it was as strong as my love for you was, although I doubt it can, I knew you were interested in me. No one would stick with me for that long and no one would defend me from all those bullies. I knew you loved me, of course you did, you always took care of me since our first day and I couldn’t help but fall for you too.

I tried my best to change my appearance to suit your ideal type more. I dressed better, I dieted, I worked out, and I practiced so much that I wouldn’t disappoint you.

“Chae, are you sure? I’m just a regular guy and you’re an idol…”

“Don’t lie to yourself, honey. I wouldn’t give myself to just anyone. You never laughed about me, you believed in me when nobody else did, and you infected me with your kindness and humanity. You’re the best man I can ask for.”

“Thank you…”

“You’ll be my boyfriend and I’ll be your girlfriend, okay? Do you accept?”

“Uhm…”

“Do you accept?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Ma’am?” I laughed. “Don’t tell me you have some weird fetish going on… It’s okay. Just tell me, I won’t mind, hehe.”

Part 5

You have been very strict with me. The first thing you did was to establish a set of rules and all the punishment that would have resulted in breaking them. You’ve been very clear in defining them and made sure I understood you were very serious about it and would absolutely punish me if I dared to not respect them. They were something along the line of:

NO KILLING. The punishment is an instant break-up.

NO BODY HARM to anyone. The punishment is no contact for two weeks.

NO KIDNAPPING/STALKING/THREATENING other people. The punishment is no skin touching for a week.

RESPECT YOU. We’re together in this relationship and I have to listen to you.

TRUST YOU. You'll leave me if I don’t trust you when you tell me you aren’t cheating.

I accepted them and we started dating. Our relationship was as good as it was before but this time I got to be as clingy as I wanted, hugging you as much as I wanted, holding your hand wherever we went, and most of all you gave me a lot of head pats. You always gave me head pats to congratulate me when I did well in school or had a good performance.

It was difficult to respect those rules and you showed me how convinced you were of them when I broke the hand of a guy who shoved you against the lockers. You really ghosted me for two weeks without saying anything. When they ended I couldn’t help but jump on you and I promised to be more careful. Since then, I didn’t break any other rules and you showed me your love in so many ways, I lost count of them.

We learned a lot about each other and helped each other all the time. You helped me be more confident with my skills and get angry (but you told me I was cute when I got mad). You were always a bit discouraged with your work, giving up easily, and I made sure you knew how great you were. Just like me, school has really made you more insecure about yourself, but when we were together, we achieved a lot more.

Recently I discovered a hidden diary you used to keep under your bed, between the mattress and the frame. The last thing you wrote was months ago, way before the incident, and it was you rambling about me. ABOUT ME! And it was so adorable. “I have the biggest crush on my friend!” You wrote on the last page.

I stared at the words in a daze, it was like the words were screaming in my face. I was used to only obsessing over you and knowing you were going through the same thing warmed my heart.

You know, I’ve never believed in good endings, but with you, I think I finally found one where we are the protagonists. Our story is not like a fairy tale, it’s far from perfect, I am not a princess, nor could ever be one. However, you made me feel like one and I’m more than sure you’re my prince.

Sorry if I am always so obsessive and so imperfect, I just can’t help it.

THE END

Written, 7 June - 27 June 2023

#10/10 #amazing #kim chaewon #yandere #male reader

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Lewd Thoughts Twice

TWICE

TWICE NAYEON (SUBBY)

TWICE NAYEON 2 (HORNY NEIGHBOR)

TWICE NAYEON 3

TWICE NAYEON 4 (SLUTTY STUDENT)

TWICE NAYEON 5

TWICE NAYEON 6 (GLORY HOLE)

TWICE NAYEON 6.2

TWICE NAYEON 7 (BLOWJOB)

TWICE JEONGYEON

TWICE JEONGYEON 2

TWICE JEONGYEON 3 (STEP MOM)

TWICE MOMO (GANGBANG)

TWICE MOMO 2 (FREE USE)

TWICE MOMO 3 (CHEERLEADER)

TWICE MOMO 4 (SHOWER SEX)

TWICE MOMO 5

TWICE MOMO 6 (NEEDY PREGNANT)

TWICE MOMO 7 (UBER)

TWICE MOMO 8 (BEACH SEX)

TWICE MOMO 9 (LIFEGUARD)

TWICE MOMO 10 (SITTER)

TWICE MOMO 11 feat. EXO KAI

TWICE SANA (BUKKAKE)

TWICE SANA 2 (DEGRADING)

TWICE SANA 3 (MAID)

TWICE SANA 4 (BABYSITTER)

TWICE SANA 5 (STEP DAUGHTER)

TWICE SANA 5.1

TWICE SANA 6 (SCHOOLGIRL)

TWICE SANA 7 (PUBLIC SEX)

TWICE SANA 8 (WEDDING DRESS)

TWICE SANA 9 (THIGHFUCKING)

TWICE JIHYO (MOMMY)

TWICE JIHYO 2

TWICE JIHYO 3 AND MAMAMOO SOLAR

TWICE JIHYO 4

TWICE JIHYO 5 (PREGNANT)

TWICE JIHYO 5.2

TWICE JIHYO 6

TWICE JIHYO 7 (TENNIS COACH)

TWICE JIHYO 8 (CHEERLEADER)

TWICE JIHYO 9

TWICE MINA

TWICE MINA 2 (CUDDLING)

TWICE MINA 3 (BUKKAKE)

TWICE MINA 4 (FACESITTING)

TWICE MINA 5 (WARMING)

TWICE MINA 6 AND LE SSERAFIM KAZUHA

TWICE MINA 7 (BOSSY)

TWICE MINA 8 (CAR SEX)

TWICE MINA 9 (REVERSE COWGIRL)

TWICE DAHYUN

TWICE DAHYUN 2 (ANAL)

TWICE DAHYUN 3 (MRS. CLAUS)

TWICE DAHYUN 4 (NUN)

TWICE DAHYUN 5 (DEEPTHROAT)

TWICE DAHYUN 6 (BACKSHOT)

TWICE CHAEYOUNG AND SOMI (SLUTTY)

TWICE CHAEYOUNG 2

TWICE CHAEYOUNG 3 (CHOKING KINK)

TWICE CHAEYOUNG 4 (SISTER IN LAW)

TWICE TZUYU

TWICE TZUYU 2 (SECRETARY)

TWICE TZUYU 3 (THIGHJOB)

TWICE TZUYU 4 (BREEDING)

TWICE TZUYU 5 (SCHOOL BRAT)

TWICE TZUYU 6 (STRIPPER)

TWICE TZUYU 7 (NAUGHTY STEPSISTER)

TWICE NAYEON JIHYO AND MINA (ORGY)

TWICE MOMO AND JIHYO (GANGBANG)

TWICE SANA AND MINA (CUMSWAP)

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On her bottom (Part 2/2)

Male Reader x Nakamura Kazuha (ft. Miyeon)

Length: 3972 words

Tags: Daddy kink (well, ofc), replacement, sex as service, passionate kissing, loving make out, pussy eating, sweat, praising, subby!idol, self-degradation, burst of rage, hickeys, fondling, ass worship, talk about breeding, slow sex, missionary, anal, anal pronebone, begging for cum, cum on skin, angel!Kazuha

TW: Miyeon is not getting off lightly lol (or is she?), self-degradation

Inspiration: @sooyadelicacies, enough said.

Credit: @sooyadelicacies for co-writing

(A/N: HERE IS PART ONE, hope you enjoy this one as well!)

"Y-yes, Daddy."

You nod unceremoniously and swipe on your phone. A tiny smile pops up on your face for just a moment reading one of the many names. You quickly type out a message and send a pic of Miyeon along with it. It might take a bit until this new person arrives, but you know she will be worth the wait.

"Do you have any food in this place?” you sigh disappointed at Miyeon, “Make yourself useful at least and bring me something. Maybe that can pleasure me unlike you."

A swat at Miyeon's thigh signals to her that she is allowed to move. She is eager to get up, but her still sensitive, twitching pussy reminds her of what you did to her moments ago. Like a wounded soldier, you see her limp away, shame all over her face. She doesn't dare to look at you and only starts wailing when she is out of the room.

In the meantime, you switch from one app to the next and respond to work emails and other messages. Mostly boring proposals, requests, questions, stuff you will have to deal with later. Only a couple catch your eyes. Maybe they are spam, but if they are for real, you might have new idols that will suddenly be a lot more popular in this nation, probably even worldwide. While they smile in commercials at every highway, they are on their knees in your flat sucking your cock like a good girl.

Miyeon stretches out a silver tray with a variety of grapes and delicate pieces of chocolate. Her arms might not shake, but her orbs sure do. She quickly stares down to avoid you, to not show her weakness to take this loss. You're sure she would bawl her eyes right now if she knew who would surely knock on the door soon.

You calmly, without even looking up from your phone, ask Miyeon a question:

"Miyeon, should Daddy feel guilty if you're crying? Are you upset with me?"

"N-no, please, Daddy. I will be better, I promise."

Shallow knocks knock you out of your thoughts and the slander you wanted to throw at Miyeon becomes distant. Instead of spite, excitement fuels your veins.

"Come on in!"

It only took a few moments for an angel to step in front of your very eyes. Dressed in what you assume is her latest stage outfit, jeans and a white top that showed her perfectly sculpted body.

"Zuha, you arrived quickly. Come my angel!" you say as if casting a spell

"Daddy," she cutely says and basically leaps towards you. Miyeon can only dodge in shock and the dread that looms above her head like thunderous clouds becomes almost visible. She might feel a heavy downpour soon, as she eyes the japanese girl sinking into your embrace.

"You are such an Angel, coming straight from your music show to this place," you praise the young woman and pat her head. A rare smile forms on your face; not that you don’t smile, but this one is different. Miyeon surely has never seen it. A smile of… love?

"My angel, I'm sorry I missed your music show" you tell the giggling girl and sink with her onto the mattress. There is no slamming, no quickly getting to a fucking, just gentle loving. The ultimate shock for Miyeon however is the fact that you, Daddy, just apologized. It makes her jaw drop.

"I'm just so happy you called me, Daddy!"

Kazuha's cheeks turn rosy, her smile is wide and bright. It makes you melt into another passionate exchange of saliva with her. Her exposed abs press into you tightly, then shifting slowly over your cock. She smells of sweat, hard-work and pure love. Your fingers entangle themselves with her brown locks and your eyes open just to look at Miyeon's shocked expression.

"You're still sweaty, baby girl,” you whisper to Kazuha, “you really did just arrive after your stage didn't you? You're usually so clean and pure like a seraphim fitting of your group, but you're dirty today for Daddy, aren't you?"

"I couldn't let you wait, Daddy," she says with an adorable smirk. Her expression however shifts when she wraps her arms around your nape, comes very close to your face and also whispers:

"I can be the purest angel you have ever seen. I can also be—"

Instead of finishing her sentence, she steps back and tears down her pale blue jeans sticking to her sweaty legs. The front of her panties are soaked in her juice; its strong, mind-altering odor, one of the greatest smells to ever hit your nose, starts to fill the room and you can't hold yourself back anymore.

You leap and pull away at her panties, diving straight into her pussy with a powerful, needy lick. You inhale. There was no chance you would leave her folds anytime soon. You needed her aroma, her essence, to taste the very heavens.

An outsider might have assumed that your craving to be pleased was suddenly gone, but they would be mistaken. Basking in the gorgeous labia of one of your greatest creations—Kazuha, the perfect angel—is a greater pleasure than anything Miyeon could have offered today. Hearing Kazuha squeak and whine in her adorable voice it's like frosting on a glorious cake. Your angel adds cherries on top when she slowly removes her top with shaky hands to reveal her cute chest jiggling.

"Daddy should spend more time with you, Zuha, I want you to be by my side for a while. Stay with Daddy and serve me in the Master room.”

You owned numerous houses and had an abundance of bedrooms in each home, but the designated Master room was exclusive, special. Only those of your absolute favorites ever saw the inside of that room. There were rumors that the Master room was where more intimate words were exchanged rather than just beastly lust. Whispers even that the Master room was a sign of being a chosen life partner and even mother to Daddy's future children.

"Oh, Daddy, I'd love to spend all the time in the world in your Master room," Kazuha says with her cute giggle and rosy blush on angelic cheeks, "but I'm sure there is a different reason why I'm here. Would you please tell me why or… what you want me to do~?

"H-how?" Miyeon stutters in disbelief as she watches the scene unfold before her.. Although she should fear your reaction to her disobedience, she can't help but be drawn to this fascinating play. It pulls her in like a magnet, like you and Kazuha create the strongest form of gravity with your love making.

You then turn to Miyeon and Kazuha notices her for the first time. It was well understood that your girls don't interact until you give them the okay. You shake your head at the sight of the blonde in disbelief, whose mouth is agape like her brain has stopped functioning.

"You're here because someone has left Daddy disappointed."

"Oh. Daddy, it's okay,” Kazuha soothes you, as if she’d just heard of the most heartbreaking tragedy in the world, “I'll make you feel all better. Anything you wish, any dream of yours, I'm at your service. You can even bree—"

"What?” Miyeon loses it, “How dare you ask Daddy to breed you!"

A cold dark silence then falls into the room that even endangers the light of Kazuha. You give Miyeon a deadly stare. Daggers of ice pierce her weary, distraught eyes. She had interrupted your angel. She had interrupted what she could rightfully ask for. You had told Kazuha awhile back that she was worthy of breeding. She was trying to comfort you in that moment and Miyeon just ruined it too. She had proven herself worthless and dared to speak out of turn. An unforgivable insult.

"That's enough."

Miyeon freezes on the spot. She probably thought she heard you in every imaginable tone before. You had sounded compassionless, angry, hateful, but it had never sounded as menacingly, downright evil as this. Your hands turn to fists that squeeze so tightly, your knuckles might pop out any second. Your knees buckle, but you are not unstable—the ground is. Your anger could cause an earthquake and Miyeon starts to stumble.

"No, Daddy! Please, look at me."

You turn and see Kazuha cool, strong and with a look of concerned sadness on her face. Kazuha holds your hands and gives you a soft empathetic look. Her eyes flutter gently and she presses the palm of her hand on your chest as if to press a button.

"It's okay Daddy. I'm here. Just focus on me. I'm here to make you happy. To make all your disappointment go away. If you want to take your anger out on something, use my body."

No. You couldn't bring yourself to do that. Not punitive and full of rage, not to her. Rough fucking, yes. But punishment, pure white hot anger? Never to Kazuha. She has gone beyond that in your mind after you met her for the first time.

You take a deep breath as Kazuha strokes your hair gently and just continues to look at you softly as if slowly absorbing the emotion and making it disappear. Kazuha leaves a quick, soft kiss on your lips, the kind of kiss that heals all wounds but makes you want more, more, more—everything.

"Zuha…"

It's remarkable how she takes your breath away, how she makes you lose control. The two of you sink into the soft cushions of the old bed. The middle of this room, intentionally old looking, formerly filled with the bad thoughts and disappointment for Miyeon evaporates. You only feel Kazuha's lips on yours, her tongue at yours, her hands entwined in yours.

Kazuha creates one of your favorite melodies, a song that makes you feel like you're in heaven, when you fold one of her legs gently with one hand, while the digits of your second play with her sex. She moans into your mouth. Her eyes become watery. She melts like ice cream in the hot summer, while she herself is hot, outside and inside.

"Fuck, Zuha. I'll put it in now. I'll put it in in the Master room as well, fuck, I want to put it in every day."

"I can do it everyday, Daddy. Whatever you need from me. Always.” Kazuha uses her cute, soft fingers to slowly spread open her pussy, and needily, quietly moans, “Fuck me, Daddy. Make this angel feel your love. Corrupt me with your cock and turn me into your sinful slut, Daddy."

"My angel."

You groan as your crotch slams into hers. Her wet, incredibly tender folds make for an easy entry of your throbbing cock. The entire ordeal has cranked your senses up to eleven and so your mind begins to numb when your entire length is in Kazuha's tight cavern and getting a slick, tight massage by a stunning, slightly whimpering beauty.

"Did I do it too fast?"

"No, Daddy, you just feel so good. I… I want you more, I want to be your fuckdoll angel."

"I'm really exhausted though…"

Kazuha smiles shyly when you begin your first thrust at a snail's pace. She moans under her breath and then whispers:

"You can also use a fuckdoll slowly. As long as you use it, it has a purpose. You're my purpose, Daddy.”

This is different. Miyeon knows and you know that she knows. You don’t have to look at her to know her facial expression. Surely, she dreamed of something like this, but never would it have been realistic to her. It’s far away from using a toy, and much rather a—

Kazuha is the first girl Miyeon has ever seen with you that gets slow, loving sex with no hints at edging or teasing or punishment. In her maybe hundreds of times of having seen or heard you fuck another girl or herself, nothing close to this has occurred.

"I love you Daddy," Kazuha says, trying her best to get it straight out with love and honesty, while her insides get stimulated by your veiny girth.

"I love you too, Zuha."

Kazuha's body is more drug than fuckdoll to you. You can't keep your hands off of her smooth skin, be it her thighs, abs or collarbone. Especially the firmness of her perfectly shaped, perfectly sized, perfectly perfect ass leaves you wanting to touch it forever. Forever might be impossible, even to you, but for at least this session you fondle it over and over again. It makes the angel giggle.

"Daddy, you love my ass?"

"I do, Zuha. Fuck, you make me go crazy."

Two more thrusts, a little faster this time, but not to fast. Just to make her feel how huge you are inside her pink hole. She mewls beside you ear when you nibble on her neck and get ready to place a love mark. Strong suction, the shape of your lips in reddish-purple while your hands dig into Kazuha’s ass like it’s sand hiding a treasure.

"I love how you touch it, Daddy. I want you to praise it more, shower it in your delicious cum, Daddy."

"But I want to fill you up, Zuha, get you ready for breeding."

You look into her orbs, mere inches away. They are scintillating like the night sky with hundreds of shooting stars. Added with her magenta, falsely innocent cheeks on a snow pale face and an unfairly adorable pout, she can make you say or do almost anything.

"Breed me only in your Master room, Daddy. Please, cover my ass today. I love you!"

This back and forth was unprecedented for Miyeon. She had never seen someone so gently push at what you wanted. Such an act was criminal, but you don't mind at all with Kazuha. You wanted to breed her but she asked not to. This went against everything Miyeon was trained to believe. It wasn't all a lie, however. Rather what plays out in front of her is something she has yet to achieve: Kazuha had Daddy's love.

"It's sad that I can't see your face when I cum on your ass though," you say playfully, rubbing your thumbs over her nipples while staying motionless inside her, buried to the hilt, balls touching her butt, "someone should get us a mirror."

As if a ghost hits her face, Miyeon snaps out of her envy, her remorse. She quickly sneaks out of the room in search of one of those large mirrors they had stored somewhere during the shooting.

You sigh but smile at Kazuha as you just relish her touch. She made you forget about all the stupid girls, bratty bitches that never seemed to grasp how to satisfy your needs and go beyond that. Kazuha had it figured out in a couple of days. She makes you believe that she isn't just a natural, but that she is your natural, yours alone—and with every thrust in her clenching cavern, you let her know how much you adore her. Her wish might not be your command, but you will fulfill it nonetheless.

"Zuha, we have a mirror," you say, glancing at Miyeon who hides behind the large, framed object she carried in from outside the room, "Lay on your belly and watch me."

"Thank you so much, Daddy."

She gets in position, giggling in small when your huge cock leaves her pussy for a second. You get behind her but not before throwing Miyeon evidence you did have control of Zuha. You just chose not to use it. Until now.

"Zuha, beg for me. Where does my angel want Daddy's cock?”

Kazuha looks through the mirror straight into your eyes. Her beautiful lips furrow to a pout, while both her hands travel to her hips and then to her ass where she kneads and fondles her flesh. With a needy, whiny mating call, she begs:

"Please, Daddy, please use me to your liking. I love it when you praise me with your hot, hard cock and glaze me with your sticky cream. Please, my Daddy!"

You had seen a few stage performances of her group. Chaewon, Sakura, Yunjin, they all sure loved to shake their asses. This time around, you will shake Kazuha’s too; just in your way, of course. You slowly put the tip near her puckered entrance, moving it in a circular motion, pressing lightly against the skin, flesh and ring. Your precum and her slick juices cover her more and more in glassy liquid.

"Pierce my ass, Daddy! Fill me up and use me as you please. I'll shake it more than in any music video or live stage if you just—oh God!"

Enough teasing. With Kazuha pulling her cheeks apart and relaxing her anal cavity, you easily push inch after inch after inch of yourself into her. Her rear end was always tight and delicate, but if you want to cover her soon, you'd need to go harder than you usually do.

There was another difference between other girls and your angel. You let Kazuha know what was about to happen. Most of the time you would fuck as hard as you wanted without warning. Most of them were just toys to be used after all but not her.

"Baby, if you want Daddy's cum, I'm going to have to get a bit rougher with you than usual, okay? You can turn your head to kiss Daddy anytime you want. I love you.”

You adjust slightly so her feet would be under your balls nestling them into place. She scrunched her toes a little so you'd feel her polish scratch against your sack. After many rounds with Monday today (and the rest of the week) you need all the stimulation to get a load out worthy of covering Kazuha’s huge bottom.

"You don't have to be so kind," she moans out in her most sexy voice yet, "this is my purpose after all."

You take a deep breath. From the corner of your eyes you might have seen Miyeon peeking from behind the mirror, but she is not worth any ounce of your energy. As air leaves your lunges you begin your race for pleasure. You pull out and slam down into Kazuha, just once to see her reaction. When you see her face filled with pleasure and moans only subdued to her biting the sheets, you go again, faster, harder.

Not since she first began her rigorous ballet training did she feel something so rough on her, but just like her performances, it would lead to something of pure glory. After all, what greater glory and purpose was there than getting fucked by Daddy—in her ass no less. All her long hours of idol training, the workouts, the hardship. She didn't stay in perfect shape for the company or for her fans, no, she kept herself in perfect condition for moments like this, for her Daddy.

You read it all from her eyes, the expression she shows when her teeth continue to dig into the white of the sheets, the mattress, until she can't handle her own silence anymore:

"Daddy, I love you!"

You slow down and lean towards her raised head to kiss her intensely. She tries her best to get used to the roughness. After all, she hasn't been here for long. Like a champ, she takes your pounding even through the distracting, difficult kiss. You cup her cheeks and guide her gaze towards the mirror.

"Look at Daddy, look at how happy you are making him. My angel is such a good girl for Daddy."

"I-I'm your butt slut, Daddy."

"You still want me to cum on your ass?"

"Y-yes, Daddy."

"Then I need you to stay this perfectly tight just a little longer."

"Yes, Daddy…hng!"

Kazuha as expected has near perfect control of her body. She tightens every muscle around your cock which drives you wild. You swear to yourself that you need to one day dedicate an entire weekend to mold her secret hole to the shape of your dick, while making her cute face look nothing but blissful.

"Baby, I'm going to go even harder. Fucking hell, I may just cum in your ass."

Now it's Kazuha's turn to feel what it's like to go to heaven. Her face is one of pure devotion and love for you, your power, your cock. Each of your piston-like pumps makes her melt and she looks so marvelously gorgeous. It would feel like betrayal cumming inside her and as you are not a slave to your urges, you make the last second effort to pull out.

Pull out of her tightness, her perfect hole after it's first hard fucking. You immediately burst all over her peach, adding tons of cream to the creamy skin of her bottom. Watching her realize that you did it, fulfilled her wish and made her cum is the greatest pleasure.

You might not be a slave to your urges, but you are one to the physical laws of this world. This last nut was just too much. Your body collapses in happiness and exhaustion. The last thing you hear is Kazuha panting and cooing her gratitude for your load. Then, your eyes become unbearably heavy.

Kazuha lays by your side until she feels her stomach growl. She gets up to go to the kitchen, where Miyeon is cleaning up. Both are hesitant to say something, awkwardness fills the air just like the faint smell of old wooden planks. Finally, the older one musters up the courage to speak.

"Thank you by the way for, for saving me from possible p-punishment."

The angel loses her sweet features for a moment and becomes stern.

"Save you? I did no such thing. I can't stand to see Daddy upset and unsatisfied. My priority, my whole purpose is to make him happy. You somehow managed to fail at all of those tonight and you even had the audacity to bring him to some creaky old home and demand his time."

"I-I am… uh, I'm sorry. I'll t-try to be better," Miyeon stutters, clearly caught off guard by the sudden coldness and looks down at her feet. She feels humiliated that someone so much younger with a lot less experience is at a point which she will probably never reach. All she can do is strive to be like her, to compete, to overtake—

Suddenly Kazuha grabs Miyeon's chin and looks her dead in the eye. With a voice filled with pity, she says:

"You better do, because I won't stop being the best for him."

Miyeon was shocked by how fierce Kazuha had become. When she let’s go of the blonde's face, it’s like Kazuha was able to imprint herself in Miyeon’s eyes forever.

"You know, he calls me his angel. It’s something you would never understand, never cherish. I’ll try everything to be this guardian angel. That means protecting him from bad things and disappointing people.”

Miyeon could swear she sees wings sprout from Kazuha. An archangel, sent by Daddy as if he was their god. She is an extension of his very will and being. Miyeon’s eyes almost pop out as she begins to realize how this game is truly played.

"I trained to be the best,” Kazuha continues, slowly stepping out of the room,” at the best schools abroad. In everything I did, I thought I reached the top but then I met Daddy. He showed me what it truly means to be the best. You should be ashamed of yourself. You weren't ready to satisfy him in the way he deserves.

He deserves the best. You are nothing.”

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Masterlist

With a big fuck you to Tumblr, I hereby present my

New Masterlist Structure (NMS)!

The NMS includes this post as the Main Masterlist Hub. Because I can only have 100 Links in one post (really Tumblr, fuck you) and because my desktop Masterlist literally broke (fuck you, Tumblr), I decided to split up my Masterlist into these three parts:

One-Shot Masterlist

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Click on the links to find out more about the NMS and where each fic/series/group/idol is! Most of it should be self-explanatory, but you can ask me in my DMs/asks any time if something is wrong/confusing!

Below this gorgeous pic, you can find most of my fics, especially the most recent ones. As stated before, only 100 links per post, so the oldest fics will only be accessible via the NMS links above!

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The Housekeeper : Part 3

Tags: Secret Slut, Extremely Needy Sex, Breeding, Mind-break, Creampie, Extremely Submissive Irene, Master kink, Praise Kink, Mild Exhibitionism

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Thanks so much for support on The Housekeeper! I redid this fic a lot because it wasn’t up to standard for me, so I hope you all enjoy!

*knock*

“Unnie! Open up!” Seulgi says, looking down at her phone while a glove covered hand hovers in front of the mahogany door. A picture of Red Velvet, the girls happily eating together, lights up her phone. The fashion showcase was a few weeks ago, acting as the last time the SM Girl Group got together for an official reunion.

*Knock Knock*

Seulgi smiles, looking up to give the silent door a more commanding, excited shout. “Hello? Unnie? I know you’re in there!” Official reunions aside, the last time the girls really saw each other was at Irene’s fashion showcase. Seulgi chuckles, remembering the beautiful, trendy dresses Irene had them wear, how she lovingly berated and scolded them just like when she was their dorm mother. Despite her laugh, a twinge of guilt flashes across Seulgi’s face, a remembrance of how she returned that love that day.

“KNOCK KNOCK”

“It’s Seulgi! C’mon, let me in!” Seulgi shouts, and an expression of worry fills her face. Maybe Irene was angry at her. The Red Velvet leader had every right to be. Despite her shelling out thousands of dollars to make sure her members were given the best possible care, Seulgi and the others were nothing but rude to Irene on her special day. Joy ignored her for a new boyfriend. Yeri kept on intentionally misaligning the sleeves of her dress. And Seulgi? Seulgi barely made an effort to talk to Irene, giving the caring leader the cold shoulder throughout the night, just because she wasn’t in a good mood.

As she stood outside the apartment door, rubbing her hands together to ward away the cold, Seulgi comes to a decision. None of the other members thought it was important, thought that Irene’s feelings would get hurt. But she knows Irene, knows how tiring it must be to do so much and receive such a bland, indifferent reaction, especially from the people she cares so much about. She would make it right. She would apologize.

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Enlightenment (Prequel to ‘Homicidal’) — {Feat. Karina, Somi}

7.1k words

A/N: Hi, I’m 7daysaweek! This is a prequel to my very first fic, ’Homicidal’. I don’t know how I got to write this long. Big big thank you to @dnd-writes and Delphi for editing and proofreading (and rewriting) this!! And thanks for liking my stuff y'all…

TW: Sexual Harassment (Rape), mentions of death.

Tags: Creampie, anal, choking, bondage, master-slave, squirting and a lot more…

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“Fuck, fuck, fu-bbb…!”

“Quiet, Jimin.”

You palm her mouth with your right hand and hug her waist with the other then push her sweaty back onto your body.

Your hand on her mouth goes down to her bouncing tits as the other thumbs her anal entrance then you double the pace and the slapping sound of your flesh almost evens her scream.

“Aaah, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Her head falls down as her neck loses its strength but you bring it back up with a handful of her hair.

“Do you see anyone looking at us, baby?”

Almost everyone is, in fact. It would be even harder not to notice a loud couple fucking in an outside parking lot, upon the poorest attempt to hide behind a car. However, you are not looking for some normal passerby, and for your predatory hunger, Jimin spots a proper prey.

“Fuck–Ah, there! That–that tall girl noticed–ahh–us,”

Her finger points somewhere but helplessly limps down on the car. You follow her finger and spot a girl looking your way. The color of her name tag indicates that she’s a 1st grader—two years junior to you. As soon as your eyes meet she quickly avoids it by turning her head away.

Good. She’s going to be your target.

You’re hunting for another clumsy slut to tame and fuck, and this is the best way you’ve ever discovered.

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Tight Pants (Yunjin) (S)

Author: From now on (S) means SMUT. Hope you enjoy the story😉

Y/N’s POV

It was a clear, sunny, and beautiful day to be out walking with your best friend at the park. Yunjin was always so busy with her Idol life leaving her with little to no free time on her hands especially since she’s been busy with her group’s new song “Unforgiven”. But yeah, it’s always nice to spend what little time we have with each other.

At least that’s what it was supposed to be…

Instead of a sunny day, it was pouring out of nowhere, thankfully, Yunjin had an umbrella but unlucky me I forgot mine at home since I never thought I was going to need it and her umbrella was too small to shield us from the rain.

In no time, my entire outfit was soaked, and my feet never felt any more miserable as it felt like I stepped into the ocean with my shoe.

“Oh my God, Y/N you’re soaked! Come on, let’s go to my dorm, it’s a lot closer than your apartment!” She suggested.

“A-Are you sure, you’re members won’t be there?” I asked.

“No, they’re out hanging out with their friends or shopping at the mall!

Now come on, let’s go before you catch a cold!” She answered before grabbing my arm.

Running with haste, we quickly went get out of the park and take shelter at the bus stop.

Yunjin calls in a cab as her manager is on break, when the cab arrives, we hopped inside the back seat and directed the driver to her dorm.

Throughout the ride, Yunjin wraps around the towel we used for our picnic around me to keep me warm and prevent the seats from getting wet.

Once we arrived at her dorm, we paid the driver, get out of the car, and quickly go inside the dormitory building.

As we enter the building we go into the elevator, press the second floor button, and the elevator takes us to the next floor.

Once the metal doors opened, we walked into the corridor with Yunjin guiding me until we reached her dorm.

She unlocks the door using a keycard before signaling me to go in first, and I followed her instructions as she followed suit.

The door automatically shuts and the lights instantly turned on in the living room as the heater warms up the room.

“Stay here, I’ll get you some warm clothes,” She instructed.

“Wait, am I even going to fit into them?” I asked and she giggled.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, they’ll fit you just fine~,” She assured before winking at me causing me to blush.

Shaking my head, Yunjin goes upstairs to fetch me a spare change of clothes as I patiently wait for her to return.

About five minutes later, she comes downstairs with a pair of neatly folded pajamas.

“T-Thank you, Noona…” I softly replied as I was shivering.

“Anything for my best friend,” She said and I nodded.

Yeah… Best friend… One thing, I forgot to mention is that I have liked- no loved her for a very long time.

Sadly, it doesn’t appear that she’s aware of it as she’s too busy with her work life and I only assume she doesn’t feel the same way as I do.

Anyway, not much I can do about it, I walked up the stairs to the bathroom, placed the change of clothes on the sink counter, undressed myself, and step inside the shower.

Shutting the glass door, I turned the faucet to warm water, soaking myself before rubbing soap on my body.

Looking to see what body wash and shampoo I could use, there was a wide variety which isn’t surprising considering they take good care of their bodies.

“Crap… Which one should I use? I don’t want to make Noona’s bandmates angry…” I asked myself as I contemplated my decisions.

“You can use that head shoulders and the dove body wash right there!” I hear a voice pointed out.

“Oh, why thank you-” I was about to say until I realized that someone was inside the bathroom with me.

Looking out the glass to see who that voice came from, it was of course Yunjin causing me to jump, nearly slip because of the slippery tiles, and cover my dick.

“What the fuck?! How long were you here?!” I shockingly asked and she giggled.

“Hehehe~. As I said, you can use the head and shoulders and the dove body wash, that’s mine but you can use them for today, and to answer your question, only for a few minutes.” She explained and I deeply sighed.

“Thanks, Noona… But can I please have some privacy?” I asked and she smirked.

“Nah, I think I’ll stay besides you’ve got a nice body~. When did you start working out~?” She playfully asked me and I shook my head.

“Just get out please…” I replied.

“Whatever you say, Y/N boo boo~,” She said before leaving the bathroom making me sigh in relief.

Jeez, what is with this woman? She was never like this before… Yunjin was kind, cute, and most importantly innocent.

Anyway, once I finished taking my shower, I dried myself using the towel hanging on the rack and put on the clothes that Yunjin provided me.

Unfortunately, they were pretty damn tight exposing my abs a little but what really sucked is that it revealed my bulge.

“Well, it’s only for one night… Besides what’s the worse that can happen?” I said to myself.

Getting out of the bathroom, I placed the wet clothes in the laundry bin as Yunjin instructed and go downstairs.

“Ah, I see you finished cleaning up, how do you feel?” She asked.

“I feel much better, Noona, thank you for letting me use the shower,” I replied and she smiled.

“It’s nothing, come, sit with me, I wanna watch binge-watch Netflix!” She said as she patted on the couch.

Sitting on the couch next to her, she turns on the TV, sets the channel to the Netflix app, and plays a random Kdrama movie.

The drama was just like any other typical romantic genre but there were some funny scenes that we laughed at.

However, there was one spicy scene where the actor and actress had sex as they kissed like it was the last thing they’d do on this planet.

It didn’t help that the fact my friend down there is having a mind of its own, meaning that I’m getting a massive boner and the tight pants makes it quite obvious.

Taking the pillow and blanket beside me, I covered it up and Yunjin to hopefully focus her attention on the movie rather than my big ass knob.

Just as I thought I dodged a bullet, Yunjin suddenly places her hand on my thigh and it was dangerously close to my cock making me anxious and worried.

“Shit…” I said in my mind as I prayed she doesn’t discover my boner.

“Is everything okay, Y/N, your face is so red and you’re even sweating, do you have a fever?” She asked as she places her hand on my forehead.

“Uhhh… Yeah, I’m totally fine, it’s just that scene makes me nervous, that’s all,” I lied.

“Ah, I see, I’ll skip it then,” She replied and I sighed in relief.

Seeing that I dodged yet another close one, I was proven wrong again as she wrapped around my cock.

“Huh? What’s this?” She wondered as she slightly tightened her grip making me cringe.

“What is it?” I nervously asked as the boner and the tight pants is making me feel uncomfortable.

“I don’t know, hold on, I’m taking off the blanket,” She replied and my eyes widened.

“N-No, I’ll get cold,” I pointed out and she raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t worry, you big baby, I’ll only take a glance,” She assured.

Fuck… I’m doomed…

Yunjin removes the blanket, takes a glance to figure out what she was gripping onto earlier, and notices my big bulge.

“Y-Y/N…” She said as her eyes widened at the sight of my boner.

“U-Uhm… I like to stuff Japanese cucumbers into my pants, yeah! It’s a hobby of mine!” I lied.

“Japanese cucumbers…?” She asked and I nodded.

“Baby, do I look stupid to you? This is your dick, now be honest, is it frustrating and uncomfortable to have this under your pants?” She asked and I sighed before nodding.

“S-Sorry, Noona, this is so embarrassing, I’ll take care of it!” I replied before getting up from the couch.

Right when I was about to get up, she pins me back down and straddles onto my lap.

“There’s no need to be ashamed, baby, we all get horny sometimes, even me, and right now, I’m soaking wet just looking at your huge cock, and not only that, there’s something else I wanted to confess.” She explained.

“W-What is it?” I nervously asked and she smirked.

“I’ve loved you for so long but you’re too dense to see it and I know you love me too, so how about I help you out with this tight situation as your girlfriend, what do you say~?” She offered and I gulped.

“O-Of course, Noona, I’d love to be your boyfriend,” I answered and she smiled.

“Good boy~,” She replied before getting off the couch and onto her knees.

Slowly, she lowered my pants along with my underwear revealing my nine-inch cock making her drool and stare.

“God, you’re so huge, and you’ve been hiding this from me the whole time but now I get to have it all to myself~,” She said as she jerked me off.

“Mmmmmm~.” I moaned.

“Do you like this baby boy~? Let me lubricate you first~,” She said before taking my length into her mouth.

Welcoming the warm feeling around my shaft, she could barely reach the base without it hitting the back of her throat.

“God Jen, it feels so fucking good~,” I moaned.

Meeting her gaze, I could see the sheer lust and love in her eyes turning me on even more as she kept bobbing her head up and down.

After a few moments, she takes my dick out of her mouth, undresses her tank top, shorts, and undergarments showing off her nude body.

Not wasting anytime, I picked her up, went upstairs to her room, placing her onto the bed before hungrily sucking her tits.

“Yes baby just like that, mark my tits, they’re all yours~,” She said before loudly moaning.

Afterward, I take off my shirt revealing my three abs, Yunjin slowly traces the lines and couldn’t take her eyes off of it.

“Since when did you get so hot~?” She asked.

“I’ve been working out the past few years since you started training,” I answered and she giggled.

“Good, because rememebr this is all mine now, and nobody else can have it, understood~?” She whispered into my ear sending chills down my spine.

“Y-Yes, Noona,” I answered and she smiled.

Continueing where we left off, I slowly insesrt my length into her pussy and she clenched her teeth in pain as this was our first time together.

“A-Am I hurting you?” I asked.

“I-It’s okay, just keep going,” She insisted and I nodded.

Pumping my dick in and out, she was tight as fuck, Yunjin leans foward to grab a hold of my shoulder as I slowly pounded her.

“That’s it, I want you to impregnant me, baby, give me your babies~,” She said.

“B-But isn’t that a little too quick?” I worringly asked.

“You let me worry about the details, now do it~?” She replied before moaning.

As we continued making love for hours maybe, my balls felt tight and her walls started to squeeze my dick to death.

“Shit, I’m close baby~!” She warned.

“Same here,” I replied.

“Do it, cum inside your Noona, I know you want to~!” She insisted.

At the same time, we both came, but I was scared because I actually did it inside of her meaning that she could get pregnant.

We both collapsed onto each other on the bed, catching our breaths, looking at her face, even with messy hair she was still beautiful as she gave me a tired and loving look.

“A-Are you going to get pregnant?” I worringly asked and she laughed.

“Don’t worry, baby, I only said that to motivate you, I’m still on protection so will be fine.” She assured and I sighed in relief.

“So what you said earlier, you love me? Or is it because of lust?” I curiously asked and she shook her head.

“No, baby, I meant what I said, I truly love you, do you feel the same?” She asked.

“Of course, Noona, I’ve loved for you so long but I didn’t think you’d share the same feelings as I do,” I answered and she smiled before pecking my lips.

“Well, I’m happy to hear that and I promise to marry you in the future, maybe after my dating ban is lifted,” She promised and I chuckled.

“Yeah, probably best if we kept this secret otherwise you’ll get in huge trouble,” I replied.

“Hehe~. I love you so much, baby, til death do us part~,” She said before carressing my cheek.

“I love you too, Noona, til death do us part~,” I replied and we cuddled for the night.

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4 minutes of WMAF Kissing ❤

White men and Asian women complete each other.

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Jealousy

Kim Yoohyeon X Male Reader

5516 words.

genres: anal, brat, bondage, daddy kink, humillation, hard sex.

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Raises were a good thing.

You made more money, you became important to the company and you built a very good reputation, it all seems like advantages, doesn't it?

No.

Raises also brought problems; the issues you had to attend to were now many more, that meant more calls, more emails, less margin for error and more pressure. Bittersweet feeling, to describe it in some way.

You took a long breath, sitting in front of your computer screen, your elbows resting on the edge of the desk and your hands intertwined at the height of your nose while you looked at the project that you had open in Illustrator. You had been concentrating on it for so long that the cup of coffee you poured yourself an hour ago was still full to the brim, you hadn't even taken a sip.

You had been commissioned to do this job a few weeks ago, and the deadline was breathing down your neck. Luckily you weren't alone on the project, you had a few more designers under your direction who did their jobs very well, but working for Hyundai meant that if it was successful, it was going to have a huge global impact. That meant the CEO was demanding as shit, and he never agreed with the end results.

At this point, any design decision you made seemed risky to you, as if you were playing in the control room of a nuclear power plant. You made some changes here and there, tweaking measurements and playing with a bunch of fonts and colors. After a long and tedious hour, you managed to make the main motif of the advertising panel take a coherent and elegant form. You were on the right track, and you planned to keep going, but your phone started vibrating on the desk.

You picked up your phone, reading the name on the screen. Great, just what you needed.

Gahyeon.

"Hello" you answered, holding the phone to your ear as you stood up and walked around your office.

“Hi sweetie, how you doing?” Away from the sexual theme, Gahyeon's voice always sounded tender and caring.

"I'm very busy right now, you caught me at a bad time."

"Oh really? I'm sorry... I just wanted to talk to you for a bit. We haven't seen each other since the party, and that was a week ago."

"Gahyeon..."

"Come on! Just five minutes, and I promise I won't bother you anymore for the rest of the day."

"Aight, fine," you agreed with a sigh. "How has your day been so far?"

"Well, I don't know, I just woke up and I haven't gotten out of bed. I’m waiting for breakfast."

"Breakfast? It's 1PM."

"I know, but breakfast is the first meal of the day. That's how it works."

"I'm pretty sure that's not how it works."

"What are you going to know? You barely eat being in front of that damn computer all day."

"Thanks to this damn computer I bought the bed you're lying on right now. Watch your mouth."

"Ugh, fine. Sorry"

You stood in front of the window, looking at the plants in your garden.

"Do you want to go out tonight?" Gahyeon quickly changed the topic. "I bought some cute lingerie that you gonna love."

"Gahyeon, the deadline is this week. Do you think I have time for that now?"

"Oh, come on! Don’t be such an ass. You need a damn break from time to time, you can't be in there all day."

"I need to show the result as soon as possible. If the boss is unhappy again, the whole team is screwed."

"Fuck that stupid old man! Your mental health is more important than that. Besides..."

Gahyeon's voice became fuzzy in your head when you saw a taxi pull up right in front of your house. You put your face close to the glass to try to see the person in the back seat, but the windows of the car were dark, you couldn't tell who it was until the door was opened.

"Ah… fuck me." You interrupted Gahyeon.

"What? Are you even listening to me?"

"Emergency, it's important. I'll call you later."

You hung up right after you finished your sentence, seeing Kim Yoohyeon walking through the garden towards the entrance of the house, and judging by her face, she didn't seem very happy.

You left your office and locked the door. The doorbell rang as you patiently walked downstairs, and a second time as you walked to the door. There would have been a third time, but you opened the door just when she had her finger on the button.

“Do you need anything, ma’am?” You raised an eyebrow.

Yoohyeon looked extremely hot in front of you, the top of her jumpsuit was huddled around her small waist, low enough to see the line of her underwear. Her toned and beautiful abdomen was always the center of your attention, but this time your eyes went straight to her boobs, tightly squeezed by her short black top.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She complained, pushing you out of the way to go inside.

“What?” You frowned in confusion, closed the door and followed her into the living room.

"Did you really take that whore with you to the party and not me? What the fuck!"

Yoohyeon dropped her bag on the couch and turned around to see you with her arms crossed. Her gaze was fuming.

"Weren't you busy at a photoshoot, or something? I didn't call you for that reason."

"The photoshoot was the next day, you fucking idiot!"

"And why do you come here a week later?"

"Because I was busy taking care of my damn body for my work and for you! Just for not getting a single fucking call in all week!"

You had a pretty strict policy on who could yell at you and who couldn't. And nobody could, you hated it.

"Lower your voice."

"Fuck you!" She showed you the middle finger.

"Lower your damn voice, Kim Yoohyeon. Second warning."

"Or what! What are you going to do to me if I don't lower my damn voice?!"

In response to your silence, Yoohyeon took a couple of steps forward and tried to slap you, but you stopped her hand a few inches from your cheek, your fingers gripping her wrist. She tried to get away, but you were stronger.

"Let me go, asshole!" Another attempt to slap you, but this time with her other hand. You stopped her even before she was close to your face. Yoohyeon, seized by the anger and despair of the moment, spat in your face, right next to your mouth. That was it for you.

"You fucking..."

You let go of her wrists, to take her by the arm and throw her roughly against the couch. You quickly pounced on her, your knee on her torso to keep her in place and your hand over her neck. Yoohyeon struggled to pull her arms out, but it was useless. With each attempt to get away you pressed more on her neck,

"Who the hell do you think you are to yell at me? You're nothing but my fucking bitch, Kim Yoohyeon. This is my house, and while you're under this roof, you have to stick to my fucking rules."

You went from holding her neck to her jaw, leaning down to get a closer look to her angry face, you knew that girl well enough to realize that under that irate countenance, she was turned on by the way you were treating her.

"I'm in charge here, you understand, don't you?"

Yoohyeon's face softened with the passing of the seconds, now you knew that she was under your control.

"Y-yes," she replied after a small silence, looking into your eyes.

“YES WHAT?” you asked back, screaming at her face.

“Yes d-daddy“.

“Good. Now, you'll get punishment for being such a fucking brat," you stepped off her. "Stand up."

As soon as Yoohyeon stood up, you got behind her and handcuffed her hands behind her back, forcing her to move in front of you. You took her upstairs directly to your room, to get some things that would be very useful.

When you entered the room you pushed her onto the bed, Yoohyeon fell face down against it with a groan, no time to cushion the impact with her hands.

"Stay still, and don't say a fucking single word."

You quickly moved to your closet, from which you grabbed a pair of neckties, a black leather belt and a bullet vibrator, which you saved in your pocket . You went back to Yoohyeon and stood her up, grabbing her again with your hands to leave the room and go downstairs. Next stop was the backyard, where most of the land was grass except for a table, a few chairs, and most importantly, a lamp post. You walked until you were in front of it, letting go of Yoohyeon's hands

"Get naked, now."

"But daddy... someone could see me," Yoohyeon complained, a worried expression on her face.

"I don't give a fuck. Get naked, right-now."

She didn't know, but you had no neighbors, the only house that had a direct view of your backyard had been vacated for months. But clearly, you weren't going to tell her that, you wanted her to feel exposed and humiliated.

Yoohyeon hesitated, but then heeded the order. She first got free of her shoes and her socks, to take off her jumpsuit and let you see her pretty legs. She continued with her black top, removing it over her head. Now, only her Calvin Klein set of underwear remained, which looked perfect on her slim and tight body.

"Stop," you interrupted her when she was about to take off her panties. "Just take off your bra, I want to do that on my own."

And so it was, Yoohyeon took off her bra, freeing her modest but pretty breasts for the sun to bathe them.

The pretty semi-nude blonde girl in front of you made your cock rock hard, you just wanted to remove those panties and pound her luscious butt until then she couldn't walk properly. But you wanted to give her what she deserved, there would be time later to fuck her.

With a hand on her belly, you gently pushed her until her back was against the lamp-post. You stood behind and took her wrists up over her head, tying them with the neckties to the post, making sure the knot was strong enough to resist what was coming.

You went back in front of her and dropped the belt on the grass. Her gaze locked on you as you brought your hand straight to her slit, slowly rubbing it with your fingers over the fabric—which you noticed had a very small dark stain on it. Yoohyeon drowned a small moan against her pursed lips, involuntarily crossing her legs, your hand caught between her thighs..

"Do you get wet being treated like shit? You really are a pathetic whore."

You took the black vibrator out of your pocket and turned it on, leaving it on the lowest speed of the seven possible. You pulled it close to one of her breasts, slowly moving it around her nipple. This time, Yoohyeon didn't hold back the little moan that came from her lips.

The vibrator moved to her other mound when you brought the first one to your mouth, your tongue swirling around it to give it a light suction. Yoohyeon slightly squirmed against the post as you lowered the toy through her abdomen, stopping just before you reached her crotch. The vibrations stayed in her belly.

Her breasts served you as lunch for a few long seconds. You enjoyed them as if you hadn't eaten for a whole day, using your mouth and tongue to kiss and suck both nipples. You squeezed one of them between your fingers, before going up to her lips and giving her a little kiss.

"I'd love to take off those panties and slide into your pussy. But you don't deserve it, honey, not yet."

You raised a couple of speeds to the vibrator, tucking it inside her panties to press against her slit. Yoohyeon's legs contracted violently at the sudden discharge of pleasure, as she let out long, pretty moans. You picked up the belt from the ground and brought both ends together inside your hand, standing behind her again to brush the belt against one of her trembling thighs, skin being caressed with the rough leather.

"I hope you consider this as a lesson"

Yoohyeon turned her head as much as she could to see you push her panties inward, revealing her firm cheeks for you to position the belt on one of them, the blonde girl pursed her lips, preparing for what was to come. You raised your arm to your shoulder, giving her right asscheek a hard sash that made her flesh move hypnotizingly. Yoohyeon let out a loud high-pitched cry of pain and pleasure as she felt the stinging heat on her skin, which turned bright red in a matter of seconds.

That was just the first of several hits you delivered to her perfect butt. Yoohyeon was a mixture of screams and moans as she writhed over her legs, now flexed from the intense pleasure that flowed through her body. You only stopped when her butt was full of strawberry red marks.

Having enough lashes for today, you threw the belt away and came back to the front to see Yoohyeon straight in the face, her eyes and cheeks were full of tears. You looked down, seeing how the dark spot on her panties had gotten bigger, you also noticed that the inside of her thighs was somewhat damp.

"P-please daddy ... I-I have had enough, fuck m-me now, I need it."

"I'll decide when you've had enough."

You reached into her panties and pulled out the vibrator, which was soaked in her fluids, and rubbed it against her lips; Yoohyeon immediately took the hint and put it in her mouth to clean it. After that, you put the device in your pocket again.

"That's a good girl."

Yoohyeon rubbed her cheek against your hand as you petted her, just like a homeless kitten would, only to be slapped a few seconds later.

"You're so fucking pathetic, begging for my cock even though I'm treating you like the worst shit in the world."

You forced her to see you again, to now spit right in her face, right in the same place where she had done it a few minutes ago.

"You are a crappy slut. I just spit in your face, and you can't do anything about it. You enjoy it. Because that's how garbage like you is."

Another slap, another groan of pain.

"You're going to apologize for what you did, and you're going to repeat everything I just said."

Yoohyeon slowly raised her face, seeing you with crystallized eyes and trembling lips. She tried to speak, but the words didn't come out of her mouth from the shock of a few seconds ago.

"DO I HAVE TO REPEAT IT?" You yelled at her again.

"I ... I ... I'm sorry, Daddy...I...I'm a filthy whore, and a bratty slut who begs for your cock even when it's treated like the garbage that she is."

"What else?"

"I-I'm just just a toy for you, a sophisticated and cute toy for you to use as you like."

"You're absolutely right. What a good girl. You've passed your punishment... at least part of it."

You got behind the lamp post and started working on the knot that kept her tied to it. As soon as you released her, Yoohyeon fell on her knees to the grass, rubbing her sore, red wrists. You didn't even give her a moment to rest when you took her tightly by her arms and forced her to stand up. Now is when the fun part came for you.

It was quite difficult for you to make Yoohyeon walk without falling, you even had to carry her to be able to climb the stairs and get to your room, where you dropped her on the bed. You worked fast on her wrists, tying them behind her back with one of the neckties. The other one got tied around her head, making a gag for her mouth.

Yoohyeon collaborated with you, placing her knees and her face against the mattress for you to lift her butt. Now the cute model was tied up on your bed, ready to be ruthlessly fucked. But the most important thing was missing. Your fingers went to the edge of her panties, sliding them from her ass and then down her legs, revealing her shiny, wet pussy.

You brought two of your fingers to her slit, soaking your fingers in her fluids and then lubricating her tight hole, until you began to slowly stretch it with your middle finger. Yoohyeon let out a small moan, barely audible from the piece of cloth in her mouth.

After a few seconds of lubricating her hole with your saliva, you were finally able to bring your two full fingers up to your knuckles. She was ready.

You quickly undressed, throwing the clothes at random places in the room until you were completely naked behind her. Approaching the edge of the bed, you spat into your hand and brought it to your cock to make it as slippery as possible. You rubbed the tip against her cheeks, still full of red marks, and then against her hole, to push your hips forward and insert a few inches of your shaft into her tight ass.

"Holy shit," you gasped, stretching the walls of her hole inch by inch, until a bit more than half of your cock had disappeared inside her.

You put your hands on her butt, starting to pump in and out of her at a slow pace. Yoohyeon's moans appeared again, this time louder and more frequent. The walls of her hole were suffocating your cock, but you wanted more, and with a hard push you were now completely inside her. You both released a long groan of ecstasy.

The thrusts inside her grew stronger and faster, just like the muffled moans of the pretty blonde girl in front of you. Your fingers of hers dug deep into the flesh of her ass cheeks, using them as support to reach deeper into her hole. Soon the room was filled with the sound of meat crashing against meat.

Yoohyeon mumbled something, but between the gag and the bumping of your pelvis against her ass you couldn't hear anything. In response, you lifted your hand and spanked her hard, leaving a new red mark on her milky skin. She screamed against the fabric.

You continued for a little while, clenching your teeth thanks to the suffocating pressure of her walls around your cock. A merciful light illuminated you at that moment, so you decided to lighten her ''punishment'' a bit. You slid one hand under her body until you reached her pussy, to aggressively rub her clit with two of your fingers. Yoohyeon turned into a trembling mess in a matter of seconds, and judging from the intense spasms that moved her body, you knew that she had reached her orgasm. It was the moment you were waiting to get out of her ass and roll her onto the bed, her bound hands now pressed behind her back against her mattress. You spread her legs wide, and carelessly thrust your cock into the tight, wet walls of her pussy, to fuck her through her still very recent orgasm.

Yoohyeon's eyes filled with tears as you roughly fucked her pussy, whimpering against the already saliva-soaked piece of cloth in her mouth. You grabbed her shins and stretched her legs forward as far as you could, your cock now reaching all the way in with each thrust thanks to the new position.

You placed your hands against the bed on either side of her and leaned forward, Yoohyeon's feet were now on either side of your head while you kept her thighs glued to her abdomen with your arms. Yoohyeon's face was full of tears, now combined with the beads of sweat that fell from your forehead. A moan escapes your mouth with every millisecond that you spend inside her warm pussy, your cock soaked by the combination of thick liquids.

"I'm going to cum inside your dirty pussy, see if that's how you understand your position, little bitch," you said with anger in your voice, almost growling.

The climax was getting closer and closer for you. You wrinkled the sheets on the bed with your fingers, the familiar tickle in your lower body giving you the final signal. With your back straight again, you placed your hands on her thighs and pressed them against her torso. A few last thrusts were enough to take you to the limit, unloading all your cum accumulated from a week ago inside her pussy. Yoohyeon had a second orgasm immediately after she felt your thick seed, her back arched, overwhelmed by the electric shocks that flowed through her body. Fortunately her mouth was covered, otherwise she would have made you deaf by the guttural screams that came from her throat.

You slowed down your thrusts, slower and more sensual until you came out of her pussy, letting your semen flow freely from her pussy to the sheet under her. You were completely exhausted at that time from how much Yoohyeon drained you, your arms were shaking a bit, and your breathing was heavy, you had to make a great effort not to pass out next to her.

The blonde girl's legs slumped on either side of you, her chest rising and falling in a heavy attempt to regulate her breathing. Her eyes were closed as she tried to assimilate the two intense orgasms she had just experienced. You ran both hands under her body and untied the knot of the tie, freeing her wrists, but Yoohyeon was so exhausted that she didn't even move. Then you moved on to the tie that she had as a gag in her mouth, and she was finally free.

You lay down next to her, cupping the side of her face with your hand to gently kiss her small lips. A few minutes passed until Yoohyeon had regained the notion of where she was and who she was; her first instinct was to caress your chest, then snuggle against it. You wrapped your arms around her, returning the affection in the form of caresses on her hair and her back, a complete contrast to what you just did to her.

It wasn't long until you two were overcome with exhaustion, and fell asleep.

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It was 6PM, a few hours after the two of you woke up from your restful sleep. You were at your desk, working on the exhausting and not at all easy project that you had to present just a few days later. Yoohyeon was with you in the office, lying on the couch while she looked at her phone; she was practically naked, except for the sweater she had stolen from your closet, so you could easily see her pussy and her ass depending on the position she was in. You weren't very focused on it anyway.

She had insisted on keeping you company that night, despite all the times you had told her that you weren't going to be able to give her all the time she deserved. You definitely didn't deserve such a cute girl.

Your head ached, more than once you had stopped to push the chair back and put your hands to your face, imprisoned by frustration. Yoohyeon calmed you down in each of those moments, massaging your shoulders and stroking your hair; If it weren't for her, you would have turned off your computer and gone to bed crying.

The concentration that you had been working on for about an hour was broken by the ringing of your phone. Your attention was inevitably drawn to him, just like Yoohyeon.

“Who is it?” She asked, sitting on the couch.

You grabbed your phone from the side of your keyboard and looked at the name on the screen. Oh no, not again. It was Gahyeon, and she must have been furious that you hung up on her a few hours ago and didn't call her again. You were in trouble.

"Uh ... Gahyeon." You were unsure whether to answer, or not.

"Respond"

"But..."

Yoohyeon got up from the couch and walked over to your desk to crawl under it, kneeling in front of you and between your legs.

"Respond" she insisted, pulling down your pajama bottoms and boxers in one go.

You were hesitant at first, but finally answered the call just as Yoohyeon started kissing the inside of your thighs and your balls to wake up your cock.

"H-hello?"

"Do you think I'm a fucking joke?!"

"No, of course not, it's just that I forgot to call you, sorry."

After a few seconds, your cock was completely hard thanks to Yoohyeon's kisses and caresses. She planted a few more kisses on your balls, before going to the tip and take your shaft in her mouth, no foreplay, or anything.

"You're a fucking liar! You hung up because you didn't want to talk to me."

You gasped away from the phone before answering.

"What the hell are you talking about? I got a call from my boss, it wasn't pleasant at all."

You were doing your best to make your voice sound as normal as possible, but it was difficult with a blonde beauty between your legs giving you a slow, sensual blowjob. You held on tightly to the armrest of your chair, regulating your breath.

"We had agreed to go to dinner today, what about that?"

"It depends on tonight whether I’m removed from my post o-or nnnnot."

Yoohyeon made you lose control of your voice for a moment, she had taken all of your cock down to her throat, her nose resting against your pelvis. After a few seconds she released you from her mouth, jerking you off at a considerate speed. You crossed stares with her, and you knew she was definitely going for more.

"Huh? What 's wrong? You good?"

"Oh yeah. I just, uh... I think I have a cold." A very bad lie, but it was the best you could do at the moment.

Yoohyeon spat on your shaft, moving her hand up and down a few times to spread the saliva until it was slippery. She brought you back to the warmth of her mouth, but this time she was slurping aggressively on your cock, like she wanted to prove that she gave better blowjobs than Gahyeon. That wasn't possible, but she was pretty close.

"Oh really? Make yourself a hot chocolate, it must be very cold there." Gahyeon would go into overprotective mom mode whenever you had a problem, no matter how upset she was with you. That was an advantage.

"Y-yeah, I'll do that right now, then I'll go to bed."

You closed your eyes and clenched your hand into a fist, your lips pursed with pleasure. Yoohyeon was giving you a frenzied messy blowjob as she moaned, sending vibrations along your shaft. She didn’t have the same fleshy lips as Gahyeon, so she had to use other methods to give you the same pleasure that the redhead gave you—in this case, she used her hand in conjunction to her mouth, in a corkscrew motion.

"Okay, go rest then, please. I'll call you in the morning to see how you are."

"Aaaalr-right, thank you dear. Rest well."

As soon as you said goodbye and hung up the call, Yoohyeon released you from her mouth with a strong gulp of air, threads of saliva connecting the tip of your cock to her lips.

"You are so mean, Kim Yoohyeon."

"I couldn't let you talk to that bitch so freely," she replied with a bright smile, your cock throbbing right next to her face. "Sorry Daddy."

"Shut up and have a seat."

Yoohyeon took the hint perfectly, standing up to turn her back on you and pull the sweater up to her waist, sensually shaking her round ass just a short distance from your face, and after a few seconds of tease, she sat on your cock, trapping it between her cheeks.

She rested her hands on your thighs, giving you a slow and sexy lap dance. It was easy for her to make it feel amazing, thanks to how slippery she had made your shaft, which rubbed so easily across her asscheeks and her slit. You brought your hands to her lower back, caressing her soft skin under the sweater as she rubbed her now wet pussy against your manhood.

Not being able to take it much longer, Yoohyeon lifted her hips and took your cock in one hand, lining it up with the entrance of her pussy and impaling herself inch by inch until your shaft had disappeared inside her.

You two let out satisfied groans. Yoohyeon let you feel the warmth from her walls around you, then began to move up and down on your cock, which stretched the tight walls of her pussy with each entry.

You brought your hands to her firm asscheeks, giving them a strong squeeze and then a little slap to one of them. Yoohyeon let out a long moan and dug her nails into your thighs, jumping faster and faster on your cock until your office was filled with clap sounds.

"That's it baby... bounce on that dick."

Yoohyeon leaned over to the desk and held onto it with her hands, hitting your pelvis with all the force her hips could give. You rested your arms on either side of your chair, enjoying the lascivious show while you felt like you were in heaven.

But as much as you loved to watch your cock in and out of that beautiful ass, you wanted to take control on your own. You stopped Yoohyeon's bounces and got up with her from the chair, without leaving her pussy. She took advantage of her flexibility, leaving her legs slightly apart and her back completely horizontal to her desk, her head just above your keyboard. You loved that girl's creativity.

You grabbed her waist with both hands, starting to roughly thrust in and out of her. Yoohyeon moaned loudly and pushed her hair away from her face to turn to look at you, your gazes met each other, and that only gave you even more energy to fuck her as hard as she deserved.

You grabbed a handful of her hair in one hand, pulling it hard as your cock made her a mess. Yoohyeon's legs wobbled, followed by a series of intense spasms that signaled that she had reached orgasm. You held her even stronger by her waist, keeping her from collapsing to her knees against the carpet. You fucked her through her climax, but you realized that she couldn't hold herself for much longer, so you took her by her arms and placed her upright on her legs; now her back was against your chest, and in that way, you continued with your rough thrusts inside her, kissing her nape and her neck.

"I'm very close... where do you want it, honey?"

"I-i-i-in my-y-y m-mouth."

You quickly came out of her pussy, and Yoohyeon fell equally on her knees in front of you, sticking her tongue out and looking at you with the most sensual stare a girl could give you. You pressed the tip of your cock against her tongue, and began to jerk off until you shot long threads of cum into her mouth.

"Holy fuck..." you gasped, dropping your head back with your eyes closed, shooting every last drop.

Lowering your gaze, you saw the pool of cum accumulated inside the blonde girl's mouth, she let you see it for a few seconds, until she swallowed it. Then she opened her mouth, for you to see that she had taken every drop of it.

"That’s a good girl..." You rub her chin with two of your fingers, and Yoohyeon responded with an innocent smile.

"That was delicious daddy." Yoohyeon sucked on the tip of your cock, making sure to clean it completely before standing up and walk towards the bathroom you had in your office.

You pulled up your pajama bottoms and boxers, collapsing back into your chair. You had to go back to work, but this time the effort would be worth it, since a beautiful blonde girl was going to be waiting for you, whatever time it was.

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Spren Notes:

This is a continuation of Service Room, in case anyone hadn't noticed lol. I had so much fun writing anal for the first time, I really hope you enjoyed it.

Also, this piece didn't go through editing, which is why the story is full of small details to be corrected. I just hope that doesn't affect your reading experience, thank you all!

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C.Ollection

Male Reader x Shin Yuna, Minatosaki Sana, Chou Tzuyu, Lee Chaeyoung, Lee Nagyung, Hwang Yeji, Myoui Mina, Baek Jiheon, Ahn Yujin (10some)

Length: 13.120 words

TW: only thing you should read the tags for lol

Tags: harem, orgy, 9 friends with benefits, make out, alcohol, riding, cow girl, female orgasms (a lot), school uniforms, pit play, licking, teasing, girl-on-girl, fingering, cumming on fingers, rough, size kink, lesbian 69, pussy licking, 69 with missionary, blowjob, deep throat, rough face fuck, lots of clothed sex, anal, anal doggy, denial, begging, cock hungry, exhibitionism, humiliation kink, spanking, butt slut, condom, cum in condom in ass, use that as a butt plug lol, intense sex, voyeurism, masturbation, submissive, thigh riding, a lot of squirt, very wet squirt kink, standing sex, full nelson, drinking squirt, cumshot lol, inexperienced, virgin, shy, tight hug, passionate make-out, slow sex, love bites, marking I guess, almost romantic, why are you reading this, a little bondage, stand up sex, tell the truth, confession, ahegao, not-just-a-friend!you

For: @co-reborn specifically (luv u qt) but also to all those of you who just wanted the idols above.

Credit: @worldsover @midnightdancingsol @gammasnippets @ggidolsmuts @friskyriskywhisky @sinswithpleasure @praeluxius @v1ntrix and Delphi for contributing by editing and beta-reading. Tysm!

(A/N: My biggest project till now. I hope the length explains why it took so long. This one is for C.O! Happy New Year, everyone!)

��I’m happy to announce that—”

The teacher pauses. The tension rises. The dams are about to break.

“—you all passed the final exams! I’m so proud of you!”

Cheers of joy and ecstasy drown out her final words as your classmates jump up from their chairs, embrace each other, and raise their fists in triumph. Of course, you’re not holding back either. Right in the middle of it, you’re high-fiving students you didn’t get along with for most of the time and share hugs with those you only know the name of. What happened during all those years becomes irrelevant. You all finally did it.

“Congrats!”

Your seatmate launches herself at you with such velocity that you almost trip and fall. Luckily, a table catches you two and you can wrap your arms around the petite girl the same way she wraps around you. Yuna is your best friend and experiencing this moment with her made all those long nights of studying filled with worries worth it.

“Congrats to you too, Yuna. We did it!”

Yuna isn’t only your best friend, but also the catalyst for why you feel so integrated in this class of thirty-two students. Through her you got close to Yeji, Yuna’s childhood friend, a social butterfly of grand magnitude. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is friends with ninety percent of this class and has connections to hundreds of people in the city. Yeji gets along with everybody, and you are no exception.

With the people-magnet Yeji and the ever-laughing and flirty Yuna often around, you quickly connected with the so-called “Queens of the front-row": Sana, the never fading sunshine with her irresistibly cute nature; Tzuyu, the awe inducing beauty with her cold, honest responses; and Mina, the quiet princess with her clear, mysterious eyes. Their differences become evident every day so, it baffles you that these three are so different yet so close.

You look around the room and find the three front-row members, entwined in a hug. Sana is bawling her eyes out in happiness, switching from Tzuyu’s to Mina’s shoulder at a steady pace. She congratulates them over and over, which earns her a soft, genuine, whole hearted smile from Mina. Tzuyu rolls her eyes and sighs playfully before patting the elder’s head. Everytime the three cuties interact, it puts a smile on your face.

“Hey, you!”

A voice from behind makes you spin around in surprise.

“Jiheon! We finally did it.”

You stretch out your hand, but instead of shaking it, Jiheon grabs your wrist and pulls you into a tight embrace. The smart girl with her puffy, cloud-like cheeks squeezes the last bits of air out of you and flashes her signature eye-smile.

“Of course we did. I knew you could do it!” Jiheon flashes her signature eye-smile.

“Th-thank again for—argh, so tight—he-helping me—I-I can’t breathe though…”

Jiheon lets you go. You suck in as much of the stuffy classroom air as you can. It might be stuffy, but it has Jiheon’s scent in it. You can’t complain about this odor, this soft vanilla perfume she wore almost every time she came to tutor you in mathematics. You’d give her the upcoming history homework and some sweets in return, but she provided more than her expertise on all things numbers-her smile was the greater motivation for you to push through and conquer the final exam.

“No need to thank me. Wouldn’t have done it without you either.” Jiheon can't stop smiling. It makes your heart flutter rapidly, like the wings of a hummingbird searching but not finding something sweeter than this flower. Before your cheeks take on the color of Jiheon’s lipstick, you look over her shoulders to her best friends.

Chaeyoung is gazing out of the window, stuck in what looks like a state of disbelief and happiness. Her black hair travels down her back in straight lines, and your eyes follow them to Nagyung. The party-goer, in her typically chic look, takes a quick selfie before staring back at her phone. She seems to be unfazed by her and everyone’s great achievement.

“That’s Nakko for ya.” Jiheon giggles and reaches for the smartphone of the often snarky and uncaring Nagyung. She has no time to snatch it back and instinctively shouts:

“Hey! Jiheon, stop!”

“C’mon, stop looking at it, at least for now. Aren’t you happy?”

“Nah, I’m fucking sad, cause Chae made it.” Nagyung snarls. She gives Jiheon a glance and shoots up to catch her. Jiheon is able to hide behind a table and after a quick scuffle, she gives the phone back.

“What?” Chaeyoung shouts, torn out of her trance by the evil joke. You can’t help but laugh whole-heartedly. You’ve known and observed their habits for so long. This outcome was to be expected, even in a great moment like this. It’s like a script they have to play out until the very last day of school.

Things will never be like this again. Everything changes, it’s inevitable, this is life, better things will come—but for this moment, you want to hold onto it. Never in your hours of tedious studying and boring lessons would you have imagined that the end of school would leave you melancholic. You will miss them all—

Loud steps push you out of the spiral of sadness your mind has entered. The chaos comes to an instantaneous stop as everyone’s attention is gathered onto one person. Ahn Yujin, the class president, decided to climb up on one table and with just her boots hitting the wooden surface, she asserted her authority. It’s no surprise that she is literally everybody’s crush: tall, witty, empathetic, optimistic, and flawlessly attractive from head to toe.

“Guys, I’m so proud of you all!” Yujin shouts and her first sentence is met with roaring cheers. Your teacher sighs and shakes her head, and you can’t blame her. This class of grown-ups looks like a children’s party with Yujin as the undisputed captain. You wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, this captain might actually be perfect.

“I know that some days were rough, but I don’t want to waste anymore thoughts on them. This is the time to embrace the good, be happy about yourself and party until you drop. And if I see any of you not enjoying themselves, I’ll have to slap you. On. The. Back. Of. Your. Head. Love you all!”

So cheesy. So ridiculous. So Yujin. This is why no one can resist her. You’re blessed that she is cool with you as well. However, something is aching in your heart, urging you to maybe, maybe consider her more than a funny fellow, a good friend, a person to admire.

This should not be the moment to dream about any particular girl. Your heart beats for all of those friends, no matter how close they are, you feel at home with them. Still, you yearn for more.

Yeji is one of the first people in your age group to live on her own. Her moderately wealthy parents trust her with a small apartment in a calmer part of the city, which is close to your school and the busy downtown.

Without knocking, you press down the door handle. The metal door opens with ease and the second you peek through the gap, your expectations are fulfilled: the two-room apartment’s living room, though quite spacious, is completely overloaded with girls. Five of them occupy the old, worn-out, olive green couch: Tzuyu who is trying to escape Sana’s tickling attacks, Jiheon who is staring at her phone, a music box in her lap, and Chaeyoung who is rejecting Yuna’s movie choices by slapping the DVD cases away.

“Sana, stop! Oh my God, that tickles!”

“Bluetooth connected successfully.”

“No, this is boring. And this is a romance movie! So extra boring.”

Before you can make your presence known to them, Yeji walks out from the kitchen and up to you. In her hands she balances various board games and snack bags, while looking amused by your concerned reaction.

“Ey, good to see you. Glad you could make it~”

“Can I help you with that?” you ask, seeing either the chips and the UNO cards hit the ground as Yeji continues to lose her grip on them.

“You can only help me by smiling. Hey, it will be fun, I’m sure of it.”

“Fine. I’ll still carry those,” you say with a grin and quickly move to stabilize the mountain of almost cascading items. Yeji is visibly surprised, then blushes when you take as much as you can get and carry it over to the living room table in front of the couch. The first one to notice you there is Jiheon, who finally wins her fight against the unruly music device to start her playlist.

“Oh, hi! You made it.”

Her smile is a freaking new star, its gravity strong enough to easily suck in the puny sun. You can’t help but return a genuine smile and feel at ease—until another star jumps into your view.

“There you are!” Sana screams at the top of her arms and pulls you into a tight hug. “I forgot to hug you earlier, so sorry! Congrats on passing, you are so awesome.”

“Y-you too, Sana. My God, your energy is incredible.”

“It sure is.” Tzuyu scoffs from behind. Her hair is messy—Sana’s doing. She is out of breath—also Sana’s doing. There is lipstick on her jaw—more surprising than the others, but still Sana’s doing. You can’t help but giggle at the sight and pat Sana’s head.

“Nice to see the two of you here. Now, where is Mina? Our front-row wouldn’t be complete without her.”

“She is in the kitchen, preparing something,” Chaeyoung says, more into the air than towards you. She is still closely inspecting two DVD cases Yuna presents her. Suddenly, she shoots out her hand and grabs one. Yuna’s slightly annoyed eyes turn bright and she grins in excitement.

“This one?” she asks, bouncing up and down the couch.

“Yep. Sounds like a good one,” Chaeyoung says and raises the case high up.

“Yes! I knew you had taste.”

The two of them try a cool handshake and fail in embarrassing fashion. You wrap your arms around both of them to form a threesome hug, but Chaeyoung wasn’t ready. You all collapse onto the cushions, next to Jiheon, who begins to laugh hysterically.

“Oops. I didn’t know you two were this close,” you say to them.

“And I didn’t know you were such a klutz,” Chaeyoung snarks from below you.

“Now, now, don’t fight,” a soft voice from behind calmly says. You look over the shoulder and see Mina walking out of the kitchen, a huge plate with sandwiches in her tender hands. Her expression is stern and strict at first, but then her adorable smile cracks through and you can’t help but blush.

“H-hey, Mina.”

“Hi~” “Okay, okay, enough ‘Hi’s’,” Tzuyu says and rolls her eyes. “Can we start doing something, anything now? I’m bored as hell. No, Sana, tickling is not an activi—ah, stop!”

The two of them fall into wanted and unwanted laughter when Sana dives back onto the couch and places her fingers on Tzuyu’s sides. Yeji and Mina squeeze themselves into the empty space that is not occupied by the bodies of Tzuyu and Sana wrestling for control and almost falling off the couch. Awkward silence is creeping up, everyone searches for words in their head, when suddenly a savior arrives.

“What’s up, losers!”

Nagyung comes crashing through the door, bottles of heavy liquor in various colors in her arms. It’s a miracle that they don’t burst on the floor with how she reels from side to side. Behind her is someone a lot calmer and probably less tipsy. Yujin carries a bag filled with cocktail ingredients and crushed ice, a bright smile on her pretty face.

“Nakko, what the fuck!” Yeji screeches and sprints towards her friend, “You could have broken my door and the alcohol.”

“But I didn’t,” Nagyung giggles, preparing to take another sip from the whiskey in her hand. Yeji takes it away from her with a hiss and orders her to help put out the drinks on the living room table, which gets even more crowded than the already filled couch.

Gentleman-like, you offer Yujin to carry the bag the rest of the way. She shuts the door with her free hand and moves to hand you the bag. But before you have full control over it, she whispers into your ear. Words that are genuinely nice and warming have a completely different effect when they are pronounced with a sultry, teasing tone:

“Glad to see you here, otherwise… I would not have come.”

This must be an illusion, you think, because in the next second, Yujin is brightly and cheerfully joining everyone on the couch. She is not one to say such words, let alone to you. You must be imagining things, after all, there are a total of nine beautiful girls right in front of you. Some weird thoughts or horniness could overtake you now, but they are all just your friends. It’s time to celebrate with them.

“Who is gonna use the shaker?” Yeji asks as the movie starts to play and everyone is distracted with drinking, scrolling, eating, “I’d really like a bartender right now.”

“I’ll be the bartender,” you say, and Nakko cheers the loudest. She throws you the shaker and before you begin to mix the first drink, you realize something. For the first time tonight, your eyes fall to their outfits. Most of them decided to wear their school uniforms, a look which you are used to, but you expected them to be more casual. After all, school is over. Nakko, Yuna and Tzuyu get it. Their outfits are loose, they are ready to party.

But if you’re honest to yourself, you wouldn’t have it any other way. Jiheon, Mina, Chaeyoung, Sana, Yeji and Yujin get it as well. This is how you will remember them, how they looked the most attractive. All is perfect at the after party.

Intoxicated, your state of mind summed up in one accurate yet untrue word. You have not tasted copious amounts of liquor, just some vodka mixed with cola. Nothing you can’t handle usually. What you cannot handle is the girl next to you, the one that’s digging her hand into her hair and pulling you closer. Her scent is scintillating, but your mind is too occupied with the equally scintillating look in her eyes to figure out what it actually is. The smell of a flower, probably.

“Yuna, you’re drunk,” you whisper with a smile on your slightly rosy features.

“Yes, but that doesn’t change the fact,” she responds. A sheet of paper would not fit between your lips and hers. You’re happy that you somehow found your way behind the couch, where the others can’t see your breath collide with Yuna’s as she gets hotter and hotter—and you’re not talking about her already blazing body heat.

“What fact?” you squeeze out, but Yuna is unwilling to answer. Her fingers flash her neediness when she tugs your short strands to make lips crash roughly into each other. At first you feel this unbearable urge to shove her into the back of the couch and give her a vengeful kiss, rougher than her nails in your skull. But feeling Yuna melt with every touch of your body on hers, you decide to stroke her nape gently.

It’s another hug, just like this morning. Except for all the added drool being exchanged, fingers searching more intimately and a knee finding a soft, leaking spot. Yuna’s skirt is not doing its job. She pulled it up a little bit earlier to get your attention and now she is pulling it up again to give you access to her core. Your knee rubs on it, guided by caution and desire to make her feel more. Yuna squirms and your lips disconnect.

“What was that?” Nagyung shouts, her voice as bewildered as it is drunk.

“You should stop drinking, now you’re hearing things,” Yeji responds from the kitchen.

“I didn’t hear anything either, “ Jiheon adds, lazily bobbing her head to the music.

“That’s because you’re so close to the box,” Yujin says and rises from the couch. The creaking of the olive green cushions makes you jump. Unlike Yuna, who still seems to be drunk in your kiss and lurks for more, you are fearful of the rest seeing you. They don’t need to see this, hell, you shouldn’t just have done this. You’re not even sure of your feelings—

A shadow falls over you. The ceiling lamp is blocked by Yujin, who peeks over the edge of the couch to where you and Yuna are hidden. Granted, it was a terrible hideout to begin with, so it’s no surprise that you are screwed now. You just have to find an explanation for this. Yujn is definitely not going to keep it a secret, it would betray her character.

“Hm~”

Yujin stretches out a long hum and leans further down. Your eyes dart in between her beautiful, naughty face to Yuna’s equally beautiful and downright horny face. Before you can whisper out a question, Yujin presses a big smooch on your left cheek. As you stand there, the frozen receiver of crimson red lipstick on your visage, Yuna takes the chance and adds light pink to the other cheek.

A new feeling overtakes your mind and body. An opportunity like this is once in a lifetime for most people, so you should take it. Whatever the rest may say or think about you, there will maybe never be another time where two girls are so eager to have you. With one hand in her soft, long raven hair, you signal Yujin to climb down to you.

“No,” she says with a giggle, “you come up here. This is a show for everyone.”

“Yes,” Yuna adds with a needy whine, “I’m sure the others would want to at least watch.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

Yujin and Yuna might not look the strongest, but when they want to, they can easily lift you over the back of the couch onto the cushions. You almost crash into Nagyung pouring herself a new drink and Jiheon playing on her phone, but Yujin makes sure you safely land in between them.

“Huh? Where did you come from?” Sana asks in surprise, putting her glass filled with Mojito down.

“I-I…”

“I don’t care anymore," Yuna says as she follows your path, and immediately sits down on your crotch. One hand snakes up your body to your chin, the other opens her skirt and a merry and excited Yujin helps her remove it. Yuna’s face is close to you again, her finger forcing you to look directly at it and not her exposed panties over your growing erection.

“Please, please just take me,” she whines.

“Yes, please!” Yujin joins, her whine more exaggerated while her digits roam your thighs and then reach for your belt. You take a second to breathe and understand that although they might seem to be in charge, they still need you to go along with it. Without your okay, there will be no start, no show, no satisfaction.

Though Yujin turns you on, you still feel embarrassed, ashamed even that you dare do this out in the open. Everyone's eyes are on you. You can only assume their judgmental thought and inner disgust, how indignant they have to be about you.

Suddenly, Yeji pushes Nakyung to the side and reaches for your hand and places it in between her legs. Her eyes sparkle in a mix of drunkenness and want. The same want makes her growl into the stunned room:

"You better say yes, 'cause I lo—fuck, just do it."

This is once in a lifetime, once in a billion lifetimes.

"Yes."

The word comes out firmly. Your mind, already clouded from before, is now completely dazed by the attack on all your senses on your body. There is Yuna, grinding her wet, covered sex on your bulge. Then there is Yujin, getting rid of your pants and boxers urgently. Then there is Yeji and her moans from shoving your hand below her skirt.

"Guys, what the fuck is g—oh my God!"

Jiheon’s shriek doesn't faze you, nor the four girls around you at all. Four, because Sana has decided to kneel next to you and massage your abdomen. She still sips the Mojito and gives Yuna a judging, unamused look.

"You better take it now, baby, or I'll take it from you, no hesitation," Yuna is barely able to keep the drool behind her lips as they gasp for the courage to go down on your cock. She can only feel its length and girth, but it's enough to make her drip and scared.

"I'll help, hm~"Yujin giggles and you feel her warm, delicate hand on your phallus. She drags you over the drenched spot on Yuna's panties, until she pushes them to the side without warning.

A gasp from Yuna. Yours is muted by Sana's sudden lips. Your whine when your dick starts to disappear into Yuna's pussy cannot be muted however. Her fingers dig into your chest, transferring the initial pain from her newly stretched walls onto you.

You don't feel the pain. You only feel bliss and an untapped feral desire for more of it. More of this wet warmth, to fuck your stiff erection into tight holes. It's frustratingly difficult in this position, but luckily Yuna adjusts quickly and starts to bounce. Her beautiful body goes up and down quickly.

A collective groan fills the room. The desire inside Yuna must have been contagious for Yujin, then Yeji, then Sana, now someone else—or everyone else. Yuna is the first to moan and whimper freely, and Yujin joins her. Her core rubs on your bare thigh, barely noticeable by the others as her crotch is still covered by her blue skirt.

Giving two girls audible pleasure is not enough to satisfy your greed. With both your hands you reach for Yeji’s panties and tug at them. She gets the cue and in a second they are at her knees for you to plunge into her wetness. Her clit is as hard as you and her entrance is wide open. Fun toys to play with for sure, even more so when you get to hear another feminine voice coo and squeal.

“Ah, so big,” Yuna squeezes out through heavy breaths, “I-I wanted this f-for so long, f-fuck.”

“Hm, I bet you did,” Sana giggles unusually creepy, “now ride it like the whore you are.”

Together with the help of Yujin, Sana pulls up Yuna’s crop top. Instead of removing it however, they keep it above her head as a restraint to attack her sensitive spots. Yujin’s fingers move to Yuna’s nipples and rub them in quick circles while Sana’s tongue moves to Yuna’s smooth armpit and licks across it. The young woman whimpers with tears in her eyes.

“N-no stop, it tick-tickles, ah!”

Yuna’s walls force a tight death grip on your cock. If only you had more wiggle room, you’d fuck her to orgasm right now. Yeji has to be your stress relief even more. You finger fuck her harder. Intentionally you hit her clit to make her yelp at the roughness on her sensitive nub. Seeing Yuna’s sensitive nubs played with probably turns her on even more. There is a death grip on your fingers now.

“D-don’t, please, don’t m-make me cum with just y-your fingers!”

“Shut up. You two will cum when I command you. You are so needy and lewd, so you don’t get to choose.”

Yuna reaches the peak of her speed, while Yujin pinches her peaks and Sana gives kisses on her bright pit and you decide it’s time for two more peaks. First is Yeji, who is unable to deal with your thumb flicking the bud above her pussy. She squirms and cries and almost tumbles off the couch as her eyes roll back in bliss.

Yuna gets hit even harder. Her sweaty body shivers all throughout, which is a sight to behold. The only thing better is her pussy, mirroring the tremble her frame is going through and molding it onto your cock. Or you are molding her. Doesn’t matter.

Four hands guide the blonde, blissful girl off of your still solid shaft. You can only guess who the two people were, because Yujin and Sana fight for who can go next. The younger one has the clear edge, as she already sits on your thigh, but Sana does not give up. She rises to her feet and pins Yujin against the backrest.

“I will go next,” she threateningly hums straight into Yujin’s face. Goosebumps run down your skin. Something has been awakened in Sana, something that has completely changed her behavior. This is not what Sana is in school with her friends, with everyone, but this is her when she craves a good fucking.

“B-but I—” Yujin stutters before Sana presses a finger on her burning red lips.

“You can play with my tits, class president, but you don’t get to go before me. Understood?”

Sana oozes of dominance and a clear disdain for everyone else’s pleasure. She just wants to get fucking on with it and luckily for her, it has a strong effect on Yujin. The heavily blushing, taller girl shrinks and wordlessly crawls behind her. As if they had trained it before, they start to get rid of Sana’s clothes by opening buttons and zippers. Your hands still covered in Yeji’s slick, you urge them to stop.

“I want you to wear it, Sana. You look fucking hot.”

“Th-thank you.”

“Now get on top of it.”

Another pair of panties is pulled aside. Sana’s lower lips wrap around you and she is able to take most of you easily. A low groan from her when there is only a little bit to go. She starts to struggle with it though, her already fast breaths becoming rapid.

You’re not going to lie, she already feels amazing and warm and it’s incredible how she starts to melt and lose all confidence with the rest of your dick penetrating her, but you want more. Her sudden dominance and different demeanor, you want to break it out of her. Take all your strength and thrust your hips upwards.

“Ah, fuck, ah!”

The audio-visual-tactile sensation of your deep penetration leaves you as stunned as Sana for a second. Her high frequency scream, her pain-then-pleasure ridden face, her spasming cunt, they all combine to give you another level of desire. It’s not enough to break Sana’s fake dominance, it’s time to make her your toy.

Sana might just feel the same.

“I-I can’t, ah.”

“Is he really that big?” Yujin asks with an equal amount of mockery and awe.

“Hm, he is so d-deep.”

“Oh~ Don’t you want to ride him so hard, you lose your mind? Become addicted to him, just like Yuna, just like me?”

Yujin finds a gap in Sana’s vest and kneads her breasts through it. At the same time she finds a gap in Sana’s lips and puts two fingers in her mouth. The full on attack is the reason drool not only pools in her mouth, but also drips out. Yujin collects it between her fingers to form strings. She knows how to make the elder look absolutely cock drunk.

“Bounce on it,” Yujin groans bewitchingly. It’s so powerful, you feel the other girls gasp around you for air. It’s like the room heats up and so does the girl wrapped around your shaft. She begins slowly, a disappointed wince when she isn’t fully stuffed for a second, then a pained wince when you stretch her entire hole.

“Good girl. Now, go faster, okay~? Or should I take it away from you?”

The sweetest threat you have ever heard from the class president sends you into bliss. Sana is suddenly eager to wring you dry with her mindless riding, ten times faster than before. Her walls may not be as slick or hot as Yuna’s but her goddamn tightness makes up for it. You throw your head back as every second surpasses the next in pleasure.

On the spot where you fingered Yeji not too long ago, Chaeyoung has taken her place, with Nagyung now drinking and reeling next to the couch. Chaeyoung seems to be equally interested in fingers, as two of them splay her pussy underneath her skirt. You’re not entirely sure what she is trying to do with her other hand, but it looks like she tries to open her blazer to free her breasts. Chaeyoung’s gaze however is not at her task, but at Sana’s orgasmic face.

Suddenly, a tall figure appears next to you. Just by looking at parts of the outfit your blurry brain can make out who it is. Tzuyu fidgets in her plaid skirt studded with black and red squares. Her breath is deep enough to be heard through Sana’s moans and cries as she loses her last bit of rationale on your throbbing cock.

“Pl-please,” Tzuyu stutters and moves closer to you, “I fe-feel itchy. Can y-you help me?”

It’s very unlike her to not get straight to the point. Of course, this is a very unusual situation, but you still intend on letting her wait. Not only because Sana feels too fucking good to pull out of now, but also because you got a better idea to kill two birds with one stone.

“I’ll—fuck—I’ll only help you Tzuyu, when you help Chaeyoung. Look at her! She can’t even undress herself properly.”

Tzuyu whines. She surely wanted something else, but she still complies. Carefully she kneels in the tiny spot between you and Chaeyoung. From this angle you can easily look under her skirt to find drenched panties and jiggly thighs. Tzuyu will definitely get her fair share of cock soon. Or maybe you stick your tongue into that deliciously smelling hole.

“Ah, fuck, I can’t. I can’t, I can’t, I’m—”

“Yes, Sana, cum. Cum around his cock like the horny bitch you are.”

Sana’s walls convulse stronger than ever before. With Yujin biting on her neck, she cums violently on your cock. Unable to keep herself upright, it’s only with the help of Yujin and Nagyung that she doesn’t come crashing down painfully. Almost instantly, the bubbly, then dominant, then mindless girl falls asleep. You kinda want to be proud of yourself for at least a moment, but Yujin is already eager and happy to straddle your lap.

Before she can insert your cock inside her certainly smooth and certainly moist cavern, your desire to switch this up overtakes you. A clear majority, maybe all nine of the girls are desperate for you, so why should you be the one on the bottom. Although it feels amazing, you are not a dildo being passed around on a girls’ sleepover.

You push Yujin off into the back cushions and raise your upper body. In your eyes is unbridled horniness, a need to take control of this mess: Nagyung is stuck under Sana and tries to free herself without waking her up. Behind you are Tzuyu and Chaeyoung, playing with each other's freed breasts. They will surely move on to their pussies soon. Although needy, they are still occupied.

Yeji and Mina are occupied as well. They stand in the kitchen’s door frame and furiously make out. Mina is clearly in charge, her knees pressed to Yeji’s core. Their eyes are closed, sure, but they couldn’t look hornier. Yuna is gone. She is not in this room anymore. She got her fair share already, but she certainly looks like the type to go for another round.

Lastly, you find Jiheon. She sits at the far corner of the couch, her face hidden behind timid hands. All you see from her is a strong blush or red in between tiny gaps between her fingers. She has the most natural reaction to this chaos, to this absolute madness of hormones. If you were still yourself, you’d feel pity for her.

This new you doesn’t know pity. You look below you, into Yujin’s wide open orbs. She looks the horniest and that is saying something. To take her right now would be easy. Quick pleasure for the both of you. But you have this want, this want to keep her waiting.

You move down to peck her lips, your cock brushing against the soft skin of her ass.

“Sorry, Yujinie~ Tzuyu asked nicely, so I’ll take her first.”

“What? No, that’s unfair! I was here before her.”

“Hm, but she asked. You didn’t.”

You turn around to crawl over the couch towards Tzuyu, who is still helping Chaeyoung, but in an unexpected way. The two of them somehow moved to a 69 position, with Tzuyu at the bottom and Chaeyoung above her. From your angle you can perfectly see Tzuyu’s hole as it twitches with every lick Chaeyoung gives her clit.

“Does this help your itch, Tzuyu?” you teasingly ask and rub your cock on her lips and Chaeyoung’s lips.

“Hm, only a bit. I-I think I need something bigger.”

“Like this?”

No need to warn her any further. Tzuyu feels her pussy part and you feel her walls clench down hard. Her surprised yelp quickly turns to moans, muffled only by her tongue fucking in and out of Chaeyoung’s hole.

Your eyes fall shut. You want to revel in this symphony of lewd sounds, of three very different voices moaning out obscenities, of two holes with audible wetness from different kinds of fucking, of one couch creaking every time you buckle your hips. The stimulation in your ears is excellent, a perfect addition to Tzuyu’s suffocating grip and her relentless need to take more of your cock. Her pussy tries to suck you in, you can feel it, you can hear—by God, if only you could see it.

Your eyes jump open. In a frenzy, you grab Chaeyoung’s raven hair and yank it back. Her face is gorgeous, it was before, but not to the absurd extent it is now. Every twist of Tzuyu’s tongue, every flick on Chaeyoung’s nub, every pinch on her delicate skin, they all become visible on her features. Those erotic contortions become your motivator to go faster.

“Since when, fuck, since when are you two so horny?”

Your question falls on deaf ears. Maybe they didn’t even hear it, because Tzuyu’s moans have turned to screams the moment you started to move your hips at a neck breaking pace. It won’t kill anybody’s neck of course, but maybe the couch. The cushions get stained by sweat, saliva, girl juice, probably some of Nagyung’s whiskey as well, and soon, they might crumble to your pounding.

It is Tzuyu, who crumbles first however. She has resorted to fingering Chaeyoung at the same pace as you fuck her pussy. Her mouth is a mess of drool and gagged up screams. You should have asked if she could take it, but the tall one is not complaining. She digs her nails into Chaeyoung’s large ass cheeks and makes her scream along the ride.

Tzuyu’s orgasm is imminent. Her walls try everything in their tight, hot power to force out your first load of the night, but you have different plans. As Tzuyu gets fucked over the edge and falls into a delirium of moans, tears and convulsions, you pull out of her. With all the strength in your unmuscular, but determined thighs, you rise to a level where your cock meets Chaeyoung’s lips. Her luscious lips part easily.

“Why are you so fucking hot, fuck!”

Hot drool, hot pussy juice, a lube for you to face fuck Chaeyoung roughly. You go beyond her barriers, smash her face on your abdomen and let your dick fill out her throat. Concerning gags and a violent spasm of her arms cannot reach you. Your only concern is to finally fuck her face. This stupidly wonderful face, better than any porno or erotica novel. You can’t help yourself.

Pull out and slam back in, as you did with Tzuyu’s sex. You left Tzuyu breathless and you leave Chaeyoung breathless in a more literal sense. Air only comes in in tiny intervals when you rest and adjust for a second or two. Then it’s back to making her gag and cry.

Unbeknownst to you at first, Chaeyoung has positioned herself to sit on Tzuyu’s face. A tongue, a nose, a wet face are Chaeyoung’s toy to ride on as you use her as a toy to let out a new feral desire. Indulgence in this desire is inevitable. Otherwise someone would have stopped you. But even though the pain in her throat and on her scalp must be harsh, Chaeyoung gets off on the way you asphyxiate her and pull her hair. It’s enough to send her into a climax.

“F-fuck, I hate, fuck you!”

In the moment of Chaeyoung’s orgasm, she denies yours. She pushes you off and gasps for air, while her back arches at the torturous pleasure. You’re uncertain if her curses are directed at you and if they are a detriment for any future contact you may have with her. Someone is not too keen on giving you time to think however.

“Oh my God, that was so fucking hot! Please, me next!”

Your first guess would have been Yujin, but it’s a different girl that catches your attention. Nagyung wraps her arms around your trembling thighs and kisses your skin all the way to your balls. You hiss and try to get her off with a simple shove, but she remains persistent.

“Please, do that to my ass next, please fuck me. It’s been so long, plow my ass, destroy it like, like—”

“Hold on, you—since when do you go for me, what the fuck?”

The second, rougher attempt of shoving her off works and Nagyung falls into the couch. Her face is red all over—shocker—but it’s probably more because of the ridiculous amount of alcohol in her system than the actual sex. Nagyung is no stranger to sexual experiences. She is a freak, and everyone in her circle of friends knows it. However, she has certain rules she wants to follow. One of those rules is to never fuck with a certain friend: you.

“If I had just known you were this crazy, fuck, I’d let you hit it earlier.”

Nagyung wiggles her shorts off quickly and goes for her top. You shake your head in disbelief.

“I thought you didn’t do this? You always excluded me.”

“Fuck, that stupid rule. Is it really gonna keep you from fucking this?”

If her voice is seductive, her position is the fucking snake from the garden of eden. Nagyung is on her knees, her ass pointed at you, her cheeks spread by delicate hands. She winks over her shoulders as her wavy hair covers parts of her biteable shoulders and smooth back. Then she sticks out her tongue and you go berserk.

Or you would have. You would have just fucked her brown hole immediately, if she didn’t suddenly have this stupid piece of plastic in her hand. A second rule of hers and you hate it with all your horny might.

“Really?”

“Put it on, quick.”

You tear open the packaging and roll down the condom. Your pre-cum, Chaeyoung’s drool and a mixture of pussy juices won’t get fucked into Nagyung’s delicious looking asshole, but you will make sure to fill her deep nonetheless.

“Oh fuck, you’re so big. Go slow, go slow!”

“I thought you wanted it fast, bitch!”

“Sh-shut up, j-just let me get u-used to it.”

You play with her beautiful hair. What could have been nothing but gentleness as you slowly inch deeper into Nagyung’s forbidden entrance, turns into a show of dominance. With locks entwined in your fist, you pull Nagyung’s hair back and her head closer to your face.

Her scent is pure sex. The intoxication from her wetness, her sweat, her indescribable sexual fragrance is mixed with the smell of Bourbon. You bite her neck to force out a hiss. The last bit of your cock finally disappears in her and you feel her wiggle to adjust herself. This fucking wiggle of this fucking ass, it makes you go insane. To release some tension, you bite her earlobe. Gently, not to cause a bleed, but to show her that she will get what she asked for.

On your conditions.

“You like it when I call you bitch?”

“Uhm, I-I—”

“You like it when a huge cock is filling your slutty ass?”

“Hm, fuck, y-yes.”

“You like it when your friends can watch? There are so many of them, all eyes could be on you.”

Nagyung’s eyes wander around the room. You can’t see it, but you know it. The inside of her hole tenses up, she is probably becoming more aware, embarrassed by the situation. Are you the first to put her into such a situation? On her knees, in front of horny, but maybe still judging eyes, with someone calling her bitch and controlling her?

You softly massage her large cheeks. If it weren’t for the horny taking over your mind, you would hate to admit that Nagyung’s ass always had your attention. Its incredible, round shape and the way she shakes it with her confident steps is something to behold. Give this confidence back to her.

“You have no idea how amazing you are, how good you feel. I bet you’ll be the first to make me cum here. And I bet I can make you cum so hard, you will feel light headed and stupid afterwards. So… relax, bitch.”

Nagyung takes a deep breath. The painfully tight grip gets a little looser, but her texture remains prominent. It’s like her tension is transferred to you. You need every bit of it to keep your legs stable. This position gives you leverage, but it will drain stamina when she is finally ready.

A final wiggle of her butt, a hum, a tiny ‘okay’ from her lips. Your hands hold onto her hips and you prepare yourself for a hole made for milking.

Your veiny cock rubs along Nagyung’s tight walls, on its way out, on its way in. It’s not yet the plowing she begged for, but you pick up the pace with every thrust. It continues and Nagyung’s deep moans rise in frequency and then in pitch when you go full on mayhem.

All her experience with other men, other cocks couldn’t prepare her for you. This is what she wanted when she went for you seconds after you ruined Chaeyoung’s throat. Someone to reach deeper into her than any toy ever did, someone with a circumference to stretch her hole, someone with the audacity to fuck every part of her ass up. Today, you are that someone.

Hands fly and spank and dig into her skin. Ripples and waves on Nagyung’s ass mesmerize you, force you to fuck harder and slap her harder. You wish you could stuff her lewd mouth with another hand but it’s too much fun to ruin something your eyes were glued on for a seemingly endless time.

The first inches of her puckered hole have already been shaped by multiple other cocks, but you mold and stretch them new. You leave a new mark, in width, in depth and she appreciates it with mindless moans and the occasional obscenity when you intentionally crash your hips into her ass with all your might.

The tightness of three pussies and one throat before were all amazing, but in a moment like this, where your orgasm is finally about to become a reality, you think of this as the tightest hole. The condom sealing you is not enough to sway your opinion. It cannot keep you from fucking your seed deep into Nakyoung’s ass, deep and hard, to make her lose her fucking mind.

“You bitch, Nakko! You like this, you love this!”

A booming slap. Her cheeks are red and wobble like pudding.

“Yes, fuck, yes! You, you’re the best!”

Push her face into the cushions. Her pussy leaks like a broken pipe.

“I’m gonna fucking unload in you, bitch! This ass is—”

You swear you stretch the condom to its maximum extent. The thin fabric has to deal with your size and the size of your load blasting out in ropes. A satisfied groan from your dry mouth. You back out of Nagyung’s ass too quickly and leave her painfully wide agape. However, the condom with your semen is stuck in her, only a tiny part sticking out. The girl whines as her knees still show the aftermath of her prolonged orgasm.

“Clench, bitch!” you command, the opening of the condom in your hand. Nagyung does as told, her sweaty face looking back at you. Her wavy hair has gotten all over her face and forms different waves by sticking to her forehead and cheeks and lips.

“I’ll pull it out now. I bet you slut know this feeling.”

Like a buttplug stuck in an inexperienced, way-too-tight hole, you play with the cum filled condom and pull it out. Nagyung whines and it’s so delicious to you. So submissive, so girly, she even spreads her cheeks again. At the widest part, she gets louder and tighter. The white oozes out of the condom and all over her feet and thighs, let alone the carpet.

“Shit, why did you do that?”

Yujin sits beside you on the couch, her legs spread wide, fingers on her clit. She tries to give a tempting smirk, but her desperation is hidden in plain sight. Poor Yujin, you will have fun denying her a bit longer. Uninterested, you turn back to Nagyung and caress her hair.

“Nakko, you good?”

“I need a minute, fuck. That was intense. You’re intense.”

“Was it too harsh? I’m—”

“Just know it was the best, you’re the best.”

“Be honest if it was too much, okay?”

Nagyung giggles and lets herself melt onto the carpet floor.

“I dunno if I can walk. And that is fucking awesome.”

“Hello? I’m here too!”

No matter how loud she is, Yujin will promptly be ignored.

What cannot be ignored however, is a whimper coming from the kitchen. It’s accompanied by a naughty giggle and you can already assume who the two girls are. Against Yujin’s loud protest, you walk to the barely lit kitchen. Only the dim moonlight shows you what’s happening.

Mina sits on one of the kitchen chairs. On her left thigh, a quivering Yeji gradually grinds up and down the exposed skin. Yeji’s hands grasp her skirt or Mina’s shirt with such intensity, it looks like she is cramping up. The older one on the other hand has a relaxed hand on Yeji’s waist while holding a wine glass carelessly in the other. The ruby liquid sways from side to side, mimicking Yeji almost perfectly.

“Woah, what are you two doing?” you say in confusion as your cock has no time to go limp. Mina’s soft smile confuses you the most. It’s unfitting for the situation and it makes her look like she has Yeji as her pet. The younger girl grinds and leaks, clearly without release, but desperate need. Since when is Mina like that?

“We have waited for you, Mister,” Mina says, sultry. Serious, seriously sultry. She places down the glass and uses both her hands to lift Yeji up just a bit from her thigh.

“Y-you are s-so mean, Mister. I wa-wanted to cum on your co-cock,” Yeji whines. Both her legs wobble uncontrollably, her face is a mess of drool and tears. Never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined someone being this horny, especially not Yeji. Of course you’re not going to keep her waiting for longer. You grab her sides and spin her around, the soft texture of her ass grinding on your shaft. Before you can finally give her what she wants, Mina interrupts you.

“Wait. I’ve waited so long for an opportunity like this, fuck.”

You follow Mina’s delicate fingers as they move through the moonlight. She swiftly pops open her shirt to reveal firm breasts in a light blue lace bra. With equal swiftness and a lot more elegance, she pulls down her panties from underneath her skirt and lays down on the kitchen floor. The white tiles surrounding her shine the brightest in this otherwise dim scene. The reflection must surely show your confused face.

“Fuck her,” Mina huffs, the sultriness in her voice overshadowed by wanton desire, “Fuck her right above me. I want all your juices raining onto my body.”

“Mi-Mina?” Yeji moans as you begin to grind your cock on her slit, “What are yo—ah!”

No more questions, no more hesitations, no more meaningless interruptions. Your brain is absolutely focused on this thrilling moment. They have said enough words to get you ready for endless rounds of hard, sweaty sex and now you only want to hear their moans. Your cock easily glides into Yeji, as hard as it was before thanks to Mina’s surprising kink.

Before your eyes, the quiet princess of the front row fondles her own breasts and presses her fingers knuckles deep into her pussy, all while her friend gets railed a breath away. This has truly been the day of surprises for you, so it’s nice that you are already somewhat familiar with something. Your fingers have already tried Yeji’s warm pussy with an excellent grip and drip of natural lubricant.

The sloppy, wet sounds as you fuck into Yeji from behind make you realise that Mina’s plan to get sprayed on might actually work. By the volume of her moans and her neediness from before, it won’t take long for Yeji to cum soon. You’ll make sure that she is in the perfect position to squirt her cum all over Mina.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, I’m going to—ah!”

As the thought still crosses your slowly processing mind, Yeji has already begun to release. Unfortunately for Mina, your cock is a secure plug in Yeji’s pussy and so most of the clear liquid gets sprayed down her shaking legs. You feel Yeji get limp in your arms, so you catch her quickly.

“What a waste,” Mina sighs and decreases the speed of her fingers on her clit.

“Hm, I think she still has more.”

“Wha—ey, what are you—oh my God!”

You give the homeowner no warning. Yeji finds herself in a full nelson, your cock hilt deep in her pussy. Every inch of your cock grinds on her entire pussy. The standing position was great, but with the help of gravity, you can feel all of Yeji, and you can feel that she has more to release.

“You’re so wet, I bet you can cum all night.”

You bite Yeji’s ear. It’s the feral beast inside you taking over, but it’s also out of pain. The struggle to lift her up is having its effects on your muscles and bones. It’s a worthwhile trade, because Yeji feels ridiculously good. Something about the texture of her insides, her post-orgasmic squeeze and the perfect lubrication makes you forget all the other girls you’ve fucked tonight.

Your focus is on Yeji’s insides, while Mina is the added visual. She moans just like her friend does, she looks incredibly hot just like her friend does and she is getting close to orgasm—unlike Yeji, who suddenly begins to squirt even more violently than before. This time, the tsunami of her juices pushes your cock out and washes over Mina’s body.

Dark spots form all over her shirt, her skirt is a mess and from afar, it looks like tears rain down Mina’s face. Euphoria is on her features however, no hint of annoyance or pain. She finger fucks herself faster, barely open eyes still picking up what you are doing with her friend.

“One more, Yeji. Right on her face.”

“I c-can’t, too much, oh!”

You take a step forward as you plunge back into Yeji’s pussy. Mina is now in between your legs, basically looking straight up to see the quick, slick penetration of your shaft into a gaping Yeji. She might not squeeze down as much as before, but you know she has a final load in store. So do you, which is why you try to cum as quickly as possible. It’s a race against Yeji’s sudden orgasms that she doesn’t announce at all. She just moans and screams in a high pitch, similar to Sana earlier.

“You two look so, fuck, good. I’m about to—”

The groan from below you is drowned out by Yeji’s shriek and final release. In what is her strongest burst as a fire hydrant, she milks you roughly. With just a few jerks in her spasming cunt, you cum inside her. In what can only be described as unbelievable luck, you’re able to place down Yeji right above Mina’s face. Along with her final drops, your stickiness runs out of Yeji. The marble colored liquid finds its way onto Mina’s tongue and chin.

“Hm!”

A gulp and a shake. Mina’s body shudders and flails like it’s been hit with electricity, as if her pussy is a power outlet and she stuck her fingers inside. Luckily, it’s just her climax, the pure pleasure shooting through your veins that is addicting and tiring. The two of them collapse, their breaths still heavy at first, but with a little time, they doze off.

Your sore muscles and your overall stamina wish the same fate upon you, but your heart is still pounding and pumping blood through your body. To be more specific, there is one area where it loves to pump the red liquid and so you stand erect once more. Mina and Yeji both out of the equation, you move your greedy eyes to search for the next one. Luckily, there is someone peeking through the door frame.

“S-s-sorry for looking!”

“Nah, come back here.”

You reach for her wrist before she can escape. Granted, she didn’t really try to escape. Though her hand covers her mouth and cheek, her gaze still rests on the mess you made with the help of Yeji. Through the dimmed lights you can still see the flush creeping up and all over her face. If you remember correctly, it’s been there from the beginning.

“I re-really didn’t want to—”

“Jiheon, did you enjoy what you saw?”

“Wha, no, I-I mean—”

Jiheon stops her words. She can’t look at you, instead she turns away. You decide to tease her with a smirk and lean close to her ear. Hot breath over her hot face, it makes Jiheon’s breathe heavy. She huffs through her hand, then you remove it and place it on your thigh.

“You want to touch it? Go for it all, like your friends?”

“I-I-I don’t know.”

“You can say no, Jiheon, it’s fine, but I can see what your hand is doing.”

A timid face, cute and shy, but Jiheon’s hand is playing a different game. It creeps up your thigh, stops right before your abdomen and then inches closer to your twitching member. The tease of her soft tips doesn’t match your want to ravage, go for the next orgasm as quickly as possible.

“Jiheon, do you want it? Touch it? Suck it? Cum on it?”

Jiheon tenses up at your final offer. She slowly raises her head and you see trembling, uncertain puppy eyes that have a hundred insecurities but also a thousand cravings in every sparkle. Before she even says it, your dumb brain has understood it.

“B-but I ne-never had s-sex before.”

“So, you’re saying—fuck, you’re still a virgin? I’m so sorry, fuck, we shouldn’t have—”

“No, no, it’s okay, it’s fine.”

“It’s not fine Jiheon. No matter how horny we are, we shouldn’t just have an orgy around someone who is uncomfortable with it.”

“But I wasn’t uncomfortable!” Jiheon protests and amplifies her words by placing her second hand on your other thigh, “Ju-just because I never had s-sex before doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy, like, looking at it.”

Silence. You’re glad that your stupid brain is still able to contain the rampant horniness and remain somewhat reasonable, but that’s where it stops. You have no clue what to say. Jiheon seems to be too embarrassed to get new words out. An awkward stalemate, where nothing happens. You take the time to take in the beauty of Jiheon. How her cheeks puff with each deep breath, how she slightly fidgets in her white thigh-highs, how the blouse and skirt make her look adorable, like the perfect school crush.

“Do you, like, want to do it?”

“Wha, what?”

These words slipped from your mouth. In them are the feelings you’ve pent up. Jiheon, your study partner, your friend, never became more than that until you realized that you needed and wanted her more than just for her knowledge about math or the fun times you shared. Her smile, her warm presence, her smell, you wanted them on you more often. Now, this crush has developed into a desire that made you spill some dangerous words.

“Sorry, shit, I—maybe you shouldn’t have your first time with someone like me after something like this.”

“But what if,” Jiheon ponders, clearly trying everything in her power to remain calm and without a stutter, “I want to do it. With you, r-right now.”

“I’d say you’re crazy.”

Suddenly, you two crash into each other. Your chest first, then your tip pokes her skirt until lastly her lips poke yours. Jiheon still takes the initiative as you slowly catch up to what’s happening. She is on her toes, leaning into a peek that she wants to turn into a kiss with tongues and passion. Her arms are on your nape, pulling you down for more access and to feel your cock on her.

Finally, you’re up to par again. If she really wants to, she shouldn’t need to do all the work. You put your hands on her butt and lift her off the ground. Jiheon is light, but you feel that her curves pack a bunch. Ass, thighs, breasts, they all pack a punch and you want to feel and definitely see more of her. Time to change the scenery.

“Do you know where Yeji’s bedroom is?” you hum into a slow kiss. Jiheon pulls back and looks back with dazed, yet excited eyes.

“The door on the right to the TV. A-are you sure it’s okay to do it there?”

“Yes, and to be honest, I don’t care.”

You carry Jiheon across the living room, too indulged in her kisses and beautiful face to hear what the others, especially Yujin, are saying. You shut the bedroom door with authority though. Let them know that this is nothing for the public, unless Jiheon wants it. Gently, you try to place her onto Yeji’s bed, but she doesn’t let go of you. Now she is beneath you, no sign of stopping the increasingly tight hug.

“You love hugs, don’t you?” you tease her and kiss her cheek. She grinds her covered entrance on your wet cock and puts a surprisingly serious expression on.

“I love hugging you, dumbass. You feel like a teddy bear, and you smell so good.”

“I do? Why?”

“I dunno, I just like it.”

“Well, you smell great too, Jiheon. You feel even greater.”

Jiheon mewls and tenses up when your hand roams her thighs. They are squeezable, round shapes, just like her butt cheeks. Although it’s tempting to go rough and fast on it, to cover it in spanks, to bite into it, you opt to keep it gentle. She is clearly not used to someone else touching her like this, and with a gentle massage and the continuation of your loving kiss, you intend to make her more comfortable with it.

A couple of deep breaths later, Jiheon is a lot more relaxed. Her legs spread easily, no roughness needed. You guide them open to expose her core, covered in cute pink panties. Cute pink panties with a bear. Cutie pink panties with a bear and a dark spot.

"I-I feel wet."

Jiheon's voice trembles a little. You give her a reassuring smile and rub her inner thigh in circles.

"No need to feel embarrassed. It's natural. Should I—"

"N-no, let me do it."

Her embrace is gone for a moment and you miss it already. The red all over your face isn't only from the rapid fire sex, there is so much more to this moment. Jiheon getting up and pulling down the last piece of garment that protects her pureness is straight out of an unrealistic high-school romance film. Everything is too perfect to be true, yet it is true.

"Pl-please, don't look at it too mu-much."

"I won't."

Jiheon timidly nods and steps out of her panties. Awkwardly, she crawls back onto the bed, further to the back of the head rest than before. From this angle, your eyes go against your promise. Jiheon's skirt can't hide her innie, washed and certainly unblemished. Wild, dark hair around and above her vulva is evidence that she clearly didn't plan on this tonight. Evidence that is stuck in your throat.

"Jiheon, are you sure about this? It doesn't have to be tonight, dammit, I don't even have condoms. This is all very—"

"Bold?"

"Yeah, too bold."

She leans forward and puts her hands on your shoulders. Though everything about her shakes like an unstable bridge in a cold storm, she has determination. Determination and optimism, like she did during all your study sessions. A layer of shyness, uncertainty and inexperience does not negate the real Jiheon.

"It's not too bold. This is the perfect night and I want you right now."

It's all so easy now. The epiphany gives you the boldness, certainty and experience Jiheon lacks. You follow her onto the bed until you two are in the same position as before, but now, the tight hug almost connects you immediately.

One hand on her back, the other on your base, you are able to prevent a quick penetration. You opt for something more suitable. Align yourself with care, add a spit of spit to your tip and then let her pull you in closer. It's all about her speed and how she adjusts. Luckily, the tension is all gone. There is just the thrill in her huffs and puffs and then moans when you first enter.

"Oh~my."

"You alright?"

"Yes, let me just—they weren't lying. You are big."

"Th-thank you, I guess."

Pride? Awkwardness? Surprise? Doesn't matter, you feel great enough for all new emotions to become background noise. Like Yujin's annoyed groans mixed with Sana's amused giggle coming from the living room. It's there, but all you hear is Jiheon's sweet voice that might spill her first real profanity soon.

"Ouch, okay, okay, stop."

"Fuck, I'm sorry. Should I stop or pull out?"

"Y-yeah, I need to, ah, adjust. Fucking fuck, you reach too deep."

"Wow," you gently giggle and kiss her cheek while trying your best not to move your cock at all, "Never heard something like that from you."

Jiheon looks somewhat outraged, but with her rosy cheeks and slight gasps it's more cute than threatening.

"I've never done this before a-and you curse all the time, wh-why so surprised?"

Give her an apologetic look and she shakes it off. Banter time is over. You're already deep in her pussy and its reaction is an amazing feeling. The formerly virgin hole begins to become wetter while the grip becomes tighter. It's literally pulling you in deeper.

"Ah, fuck. More, I-I can take it."

"God, you look so pretty."

"Hng, and you're so, so—"

You exchange a painful kiss. Jiheon's teeth dig into your lower lip, drawing a tiny bit of blood. It would be too cliche for her to leak blood as well, yet it could be the case. You're now hilt deep inside her, your cock pokes the entrance to her womb. The deepest of depths and Jihen is out of her mind.

"Are you okay, Jiheon?"

"Oh, so h-huge and deep! Hm, fuck! You're bleeding, oh my God, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay. Just, fuck, loosen your grip a little, okay? You're suffocating me."

Her pussy might have the same attribute, thus you're happy that Jiheon only loosens the hug and lets you get into a better position. You can see her better from atop. The small red drops on her pale skin, the beads of sweat on her nose, the perfect collarbones where you will place your first love bite.

"I'm sorry," she croaks and you begin to gently wiggle your hips.

"Don't be. We both got our fair share. Can I open your shirt?"

A nod later and you eagerly pop the buttons open. Her bulging chest becomes a cleavage and then two fully exposed nipples when you yank down her bra. You begin to nibble on her smooth, delicious mounds as you initiate the first thrust.

Moans and screams. Nothing new to you after this wild night, yet somehow, Jiheon makes it different once again. Her passion in pulling you in closer, taking your length down her tight pussy and then voicing her pain and pleasure is a drug. No alcohol or ecstasy or cocaine can compare to her.

"Too good, don't stop! I want you, I want you, I want you!"

There is more your mouth can do than respond with words. Bite her skin right where you wanted to. The collarbone, not too strong, but definitely visible. At the same time, crash against her cervix again.

No scream, only an agape mouth and fingernails that pierce the flesh on your back. Jiheon molds her body into yours. The minimal clothing that separates the two of you can be ignored, it's not part of the equation. It's only Jiheon and you, and you are one.

Your hips move on their own. A steady pace to plunge your cock into the tight hole and fuck all the spots on Jiheon's warm walls. The words she speaks are mindless babble. They somehow still spur you on to give it to her better. Find her special spot, if that even exists, and make her cum on her first time. The high-school romance cliche returns.

"Right there, right there! Baby, so good."

Groan at the new pet name and continue to give her immaculate pussy thrusts that make it slooch and queef like it's her hundredth time doing this. Jiheon's orgasm is impending.

"Oh my God, fuck! S-s-something is—ah!"

"Cum, baby. Cum all over me."

Jiheon's legs suddenly wrap around your waist. They immobilize you, but they give you the chance to experience an even more satisfying feeling: Jiheon's orgasmic walls wetly massaging every vein and patch of skin on your shaft. Your tip oozes precum with how Jiheon writhes.

In a perfect world, you would just collapse on top of her and let her wring you dry. The sticky seed would fill her womb and she would feel warm inside. Hell, even the prospect of impregnating this gorgeous woman with perfect hips, waist, thighs—no, no.

Fight against her hug, her kisses, her legs. Instead of getting carried away and risking chaotic consequences, you ruin your orgasm. The pull out leaves you cold, dry, unsatisfied. Luckily, Jiheon jolts up from the mattress and presses her tongue in between your lips.

"Thank you so much, baby."

You're unsure how to respond to this properly. In the quite literal heat of the moment, the word easily rolled off of your tongue, but now, you hesitate. Return the kiss and place her down. With a massage on her tummy you lull her into dazedness, until she is a puddle of thankful coos and snores. Adorable.

"Shut the fuck up, both of you!"

You reenter the living room to find Sana and Yuna rolling on the floor and holding their stomachs. Yujin's protest is no match for their laughs. If the walls aren't super thick, the neighbors will probably call the police soon. As soon as they notice your return however, the laughter dies down.

"Woah, am I such a mood kill?" you joke and look at two amused faces. Sana and Yuna give each other a suspicious glance. They both are now covered in very much different clothes: Yuna is in an orange pajama, her hair is in a messy bun, while Sana has only a towel wrapped around her body. Her hair is still wet and the towel is definitely too short. It can't contain her ass cheeks and would reveal her entire crotch if she chose to stand up.

Nobody is standing up however. The two crawl towards you and stare up from below. Their greedy eyes are on your cock, blue-balled, still sensitive, but not quite exhausted yet.

"Looks like he couldn't finish in Jiheon," Sana mocks in a whiny voice.

"I'm sure we can help out, hm?" Yuna hums lewdly and is about to place her lips on your tip.

"This is unfair!" Yujin shouts from the couch. She sounds angry, but her eyes are teary orbs expressing her want. It has increased tenfold since you rejected her the last time.

"And why does our class president think it's unfair?"

"Because they had it and I didn't! I waited the longest, so I should get the final load."

You jerk your cock a couple of times and rub it on Yuna's soft face. She looks ready to take it, but knows that this is all just for the tease.

"But what if I want to give the load to someone else?"

"No, please, please just give me your cock! Fill me up, please!"

Slap Sana's puckered lips to regain full hardness. She would slobber and gag on it until you burst, but she knows it's not the time for it. At least not today.

"Okay, stand up, Yujin."

A spark of hope in Yujin's eyes. She follows your command immediately, although her feet were definitely not ready. She wobbles towards you and you have to catch her at her red tie, otherwise she would've crashed into you.

"S-sorry," she stutters with a weak smile, which you return.

"You're on the pill, right?"

"Y-yes, you can fill my pussy up. Please do, I want your cock so much. It looks so good and b—"

"One condition," you sternly interrupt her and put a finger on Yujin's soft, leaking lips, "these two get to decide some rules for our session. To make it fair, hm~?"

In her haze, Yujin just nods. Sana and Yuna smirk and both stand up. They might be smaller than the class president, but they surely don't feel like it. Sana is first to set up her rule. First she pushes the living room table aside, not paying mind to tumbling bottles of beer.

"Take off your uniform and give me the tie. You're gonna be tied up to the lamp on the ceiling. I bet you won't have any problems with us enjoying your armpits~"

Yujin gulps and looks at you. With a simple tug you remove her tie and all the say she has in the matter. She has no other choice. Play along or don't get what she desires.

As Yuna still ponders, you and Sana undress Yujin except for her skirt and panties and use the shirt and tie to tie Yujin up to the ceiling lamp. The tall girl is forced to stretch her limbs and Sana is already focused on all the stunning parts of Yujin's body. Small yet firm breasts, a toned midriff and smooth, pale pits are absolute highlights.

"I got something!" Yuna says almost viciously, "While he fucks you, you have to answer every question truthfully. If we catch you lying, no cum for you."

"Sounds like a deal," you say to Yuna. She grins. Sana grins as well, but there is also some drool on her lower lip. She can't wait to jump in and feast on every part of Yujin's body. Quite frankly, the same goes for you too. Yuna then pulls down Yujin's soaked panties.

"Ready?"

Yujin nods and bites her lips. Her eyes close sensually when your cock slightly touches her clit, then her puffy lips, before finally penetrating her. Though used to the feeling of manhood, no one has ever stretched her this much. Never before has something this girthy fucked her.

To make it even more overwhelming, Sana dives into Yujin as well, her lips sucking on her biceps, then they switch to her collarbone before arriving at her sensitive pits. Sana collects the sweet-salty sweat on her tongue and Yujin bursts out in erotic moans.

"Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck, so much, too much, ah!"

She is unable to stand upright. The panties around her knees don't help either, but the pace with which you fuck her is enough to make them fall to the ground.

"First question:" Yuna announces and gets behind Yujin to speak directly into her ear, "How many guys have you fucked already?"

"I-I don't kn-know," Yujin whimpers at the overwhelming sensations, especially of your cock in her twitching cunt.

"Oh, so you admit to being a slut. You can't even remember your body count~" Yuna cackles teasingly.

"N-no. Mo-most of them are a wh-while back."

"Oh, interesting. When was the last time then?"

"Six, six months ago, hng, fuck!"

Yuna gives you a devious look as she roughly squeezes one of Yujin's tits. You simply nod and continue your pumping. Yujin is surely telling the truth.

The intrigue of this interrogation distracts you from how fucking amazing Yujin's pussy is. You'd be happy to cream it and then drop dead, but it looks like Yuna is on some kind of mission.

"Okay then. Next question: Yujin, do you like girls?"

Yujin turns her head to the side and looks at Yuna. Then she looks down at Sana, playing with her pit and nipples. Lastly she looks at you. She moans throughout and her tongue dangles numbly. This evening is surely making her question her sexual orientation.

"M-maybe, but not, not now."

"Interesting," Yuna notes and out of nowhere, slaps Yujin's ass. The large cheeks wobble and Yujin screams out loudly. You finally take the initiative to kiss her. It would be a waste to not indulge into something more normal in this chaos.

Even in her state of cockdrunken silliness, Yujin is still a great kisser. Passion and feistiness make up for her extreme submission during the saliva exchange. She deflects your tongue at first, but then succumbs to your speed. You can do anything, suck her tongue, bite her lip. Yujin becomes a toy to kiss and leans into it as much as her restrained body can.

"Interesting, interesting," Yuna says, playing a lewd detective, trying to uncover each of Yujin's dirty little secrets, "Have you ever played with your ass?"

"Y-yes."

"Did someone fuck it? It's huge, I bet many wanted to."

"N-no one, no one is al-allowed to."

Yuna smacks Yujins ass again. This time you want to enjoy the look on Yujin's face. It's close to an ahegao at this point, which makes your mind spin like crazy. Even crazier is Sana. She suddenly goes up to Yujin and begins to spit all the sweat-mixed saliva into her mouth.

Yujin's first climax almost rips the lamp from the ceiling. You need all your remaining strength to keep her upright. Her slippery waist is in your tight grasp, yet her spams still cause the shade of the lamp to sway around like a crashing UFO.

Yuna however remains unimpressed and relentless:

"You're hiding something, Yujin. Does this cock make you stupid?"

"Yes! Fuck, yes! It's so, God, hng!"

"Fucking hell, do you always become this needy, cock-drunken whore?"

Yujin shakes her head. At first, it's just to answer the question, then it's because you continue to fuck her hard. It's the roughest and hardest you've fucked in your entire life. You cannot wait any longer. You just need to cum.

"Fuck," Sana moans as she rubs Yujin's tummy, "He is bulging her."

"Hng, shit, fuck! Stretch me-ee! My pussy, ah!"

Yuna's eyes glow brightly. The lewd detective has solved the riddle. She checks with one hand how you bulge the petite frame of the interrogated and uses her other hand to rub her neck.

"I understand it now, bitch. It's odd: you love sex, but you don't fuck anyone for six months. You might like girls, but at this point you don't. You like playing with your fat butt, but no one is allowed to fuck it."

At this point, Yuna has to scream to reach your cloudy mind. Your groans and Yujin's mindless cries are louder than an airplane engine, but Yuna is still able to get her final question out.

"Yujin, do you love him?"

"Yes~!"

Yujin's pussy is a black hole. It's perfect texture, tightness, heat, of course they are worthy of praise. In the end however, what makes it memorable beyond comparison is the way it sucks out your cum. Nothing can escape it. Light can't escape the endless gravity of a black hole. Your sperm can't escape the depths of Yujin's hole.

Your legs give up. There is no use in keeping you upright anymore, it's all done and you are fucking done fucking. With Yujin oozing your cum and Sana immediately cleaning it up, you have your final visual before your body shuts down.

Tomorrow will be a mess. Emotions, feelings, desire, they will all clash and you have to be ready for it. No matter how important tomorrow is though, this moment, this day was worth it.

In your dream you could have even more women to fuck, but they can never compare to those pretty girls, those pretty friends of yours.

You all passed your final test and what comes after is completely irrelevant for now.

You all like each other and spent an insane evening together. So, what's after like? I guess you gotta wake up and find out.

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