importantpuppystarfish

[importantpuppystarfish]

Lisa x BBC

Male reader or Y/N x Lisa Manoban

Warning: interracial, piss drinking, rough, pussy gape, ass spanking

Lisa in the US, is a big slut. The Los Angeles sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the trendy café where Lisa and Rosé sat, sipping iced lattes. Lisa looked bored, twirling a straw in her drink.“Ugh, Rosie, I’m so done with these guys here,” Lisa groaned, rolling her eyes. “White guys in the US? Same old, same old. No vibe, no spark. I need something new.”

Rosé, with her gangbang experience with BBCs smirked, leaning forward. “Girl, I’ve been telling you. You gotta try something different. Like, have you ever thought about Black guys? Trust me, they bring a whole other energy.”

Lisa raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh yeah? What kinda energy we talking about?”

Rosé laughed, lowering her voice like she was spilling a secret. “Let’s just say they got confidence, charm, and… power. Way better than the boring dudes you’ve been dating. I know this one guy, super hot, super rich. Total catch.”

Lisa sat up, curious now. “Rich, huh? Who is he?”

Rosé grinned, pulling out her phone. “He’s a businessman, muscles for days, from New York. I met him at a party last month. Look.” She showed Lisa a photo of a tall, chiseled Black man in a sharp suit, his smile bold and magnetic.

Lisa’s eyes widened.“

Damn, Rosie. He’s fine,” Lisa said, biting her lip. “What’s his name?”

“He's Y/N,” Rosé teased. “I’ll hook you up. But warning: he’s intense. You sure you can handle him?”

Lisa smirked, her playful side kicking in. “Handle him? Girl, I’m Lisa. I run the show.”

A week later, Rosé made it happen. Lisa and him met at a low-key rooftop bar in LA. He was even better in person—tall, muscular, with a deep laugh that made Lisa’s stomach flip. He wore a fitted black shirt that showed off his build, and his confidence matched hers. They hit it off instantly, talking about music, travel, and her kpop life. His smooth compliments and sharp humor kept her hooked.

“Never dated a kpop star before,” he said, leaning closer, his voice low. “But you’re trouble, aren’t you?” Lisa grinned, tossing her hair. “Only the fun kind. You scared?”

He chuckled, his eyes locking on hers. “Nah, I like a challenge.”

From that night, they were inseparable. Dates turned into late-night drives, fancy dinners, and cozy movie nights at his sleek penthouse. Lisa loved how he matched her energy. They even started dancing together, him learning her choreography, their chemistry electric as they moved in sync at a private studio. “Rosie was right,” Lisa thought one night, watching him laugh as they practiced a dance routine, his hands steady on her waist. “This is way better.”

They even danced together on the stage together.

The stage lights flashed in sync with the thumping bass of her latest album. Lisa, with the slutty outfit in the picture, owned the stage with her signature confidence. Her moves were sharp and provocative, she shakes her ass a lot. her secret boyfriend, the tall, muscular Black man, who is one of her backup dancers, blended in with the crew..

Fans didn’t know they were dating; to them, he was just another dancer. But Lisa and he stole glances that burned hotter than the stage lights. Their chemistry was undeniable. During a steamy track, Lisa strutted toward him, her eyes locked on his as she dropped low, grinding to the beat. He matched her, his hands hovering just above her waist, their movements so synced it felt like a private dance in front of thousands. The crowd roared, mistaking it for choreography, but the tension between them was real.

As the final song ended, Lisa blew a kiss to the crowd, her sweat-glistened skin catching the spotlight. She and her boyfriend exchanged a look.. The show was done, and the crew was packing up. Lisa, still buzzing from the performance, grabbed his hand, her fingers slick with sweat. “Come with me,” she whispered, her voice low and teasing. He smirked, following her lead.

They slipped away from the chaos, climbing a hidden staircase in the venue that led to a private upper room, a VIP suite used for after-parties. Tonight, it was empty except for a massive, plush bed in the center, draped in white sheets that glowed under the dim lights.

Both were drenched in sweat. Lisa’s hair was messy, her makeup slightly smudged, but she looked wild and alive. He stood there, his broad chest heaving, muscles flexing as he caught his breath.

"Damn, you were hot out there,” he said. He stepped closer, towering over her petite frame, his eyes scanning her like she was his next move.

Lisa grinned, tossing her hair back. “Haha lol! But you know? I assume, fans loved you. Bet they’re jealous as hell.”

He chuckled, grabbing her wrist gently but firm. “They don’t know the half of it. But I’m not here for them.” His grip tightened just enough to make her pulse race. She bit her lip, stepping closer until their bodies almost touched. “Oh yeah? Then who you here for?” Her voice was playful.

Lisa is still standing in the same condition, her slutty stage outfit and sweaty still. Her long, skinny legs. He, her interracial boyfriend, was already shirtless from the stage..

Lisa tilted her head, smirking as she eyed his sculpted chest. “You were showing off out there, huh?” she teased, her voice low and flirty. “Dancing like that, half-naked as a black strong guy!. Bet the fans wanted a piece of you.”

He stepped closer, his deep laugh rumbling. “Says the girl shaking her ass in that outfit.” His eyes roamed her body, lingering on her exposed midriff. “You trying to start a riot or what?” She giggled, twirling a strand of hair.

The mood shifted, the teasing turning intense. He towered over her petite frame, his muscular build making her feel small but electric. Lisa’s face changed ~~ her playful smirk became a hungry, slutty stare, her lips parted slightly, eyes locked on his. He leaned in, slow and deliberate, his breath hot against her face. She didn’t wait. She tilted her chin up, and their lips crashed together in a deep, intimate French kiss.

It was messy, passionate, all tongue and heat. Their mouths moved hungrily, saliva dripping as they pressed closer, lost in each other. Lisa moaned softly into the kiss, her hands gripping his broad shoulders, nails digging into his sweaty skin. His tongue explored her mouth, and she matched him, bold and eager, the taste of him driving her wild. As they kissed, his strong hands moved to her body, undoing her flimsy crop top with ease. The fabric fell away, revealing her bare skin, still slick from the stage.

He broke the kiss just long enough to peel off her leather shorts, his fingers rough but careful, leaving her in nothing but her lacy underwear. Lisa’s tall, skinny frame trembled under his touch, her curves slight but enticing. She gasped, loving how his hands felt against her.

Without warning, he scooped her up, his muscles flexing as he lifted her effortlessly. Lisa let out a playful squeal..

Next, he threw her onto the massive bed. She landed on the soft sheets, her body bouncing slightly, her underwear barely covering her. She propped herself up on her elbows, her face still flushed from the kiss, lips wet and swollen.

Lisa lay sprawled on the massive bed, her glittery crop top long gone, her small, perky tits exposed to the dim light.

“Yo, you just gonna stare or what?” Lisa teased. She arched her back slightly, making her tits perk up, knowing exactly what she was doing.

He chuckled, deep and low, stepping closer. “Oh, you want me to move, huh? Bet you can’t handle what’s coming, trouble.” His eyes locked on her boobs. Lisa giggled, tossing her head back. “Handle? Boy, I’m Lisa. I run this.” She winked, her tone dripping with slutty confidence.

He didn’t waste another second. He climbed onto the bed, his massive frame hovering over her small body.

His lips found her small tits, sucking one nipple hard, making her gasp. His rough hand pressed the other, kneading it firmly, his fingers teasing her sensitive skin. Lisa squirmed, a mix of pleasure and ticklishness, her giggles turning into soft moans. “Oh my god, you’re such a freak,” she laughed, her voice breathy but delighted.

He grinned against her skin, switching to suck the other tit, his hand now squeezing the first. “Freak? Says the girl moaning like that,” he mumbled, his voice muffled as he flicked his tongue over her nipple.

Lisa burst out laughing, her body shaking under him. “Shut up! You’re gonna make me lose it!” She swatted his shoulder playfully, her slender hand barely making a dent against his solid muscles. It was all for fun, and he didn’t budge, just smirked and kept going, loving how she was enjoying every second.He pulled back for a moment, his hands sliding down her flat stomach to the edge of her lacy panties. Lisa bit her lip, watching him with that slutty, eager look.

Slowly, he peeled the damp fabric off, revealing her fully. The panties were soaked in sweat from the stage and her own wetness. He held them up, bringing them to his face and taking a deep sniff.. “Damn, you smell good,” he said.. Lisa cackled, her laughter loud and unfiltered. “Ew, you’re so nasty!” she squealed, shoving his chest with both hands, though it was like pushing a brick wall. Her push was all play.. “What’s wrong with you, sniffing my sweaty panties like that?” He tossed the panties aside, grinning wide. “Wrong? Nah, I’m just enjoying my girl.” He leaned closer, his face inches from hers. “You love it, don’t lie."

Lisa smirked, her naked body stretched out beneath him. “Maybe I do, freak,” she shot back....

She reached up, pulling him down by the neck, and their lips crashed together again. The kiss was deep, sloppy, and full of tongue, just like before. Saliva dripped as they devoured each other, their sweaty bodies pressed tight. His hands roamed her naked curves, gripping her hips as they kissed..

She was fully naked now, while her guy still wore his pants, the fabric stretched tight over his muscular thighs. Both were drenched in sweat, their skin slick and hot from the stage and their rising desire.

After a long nasty tongue deep intimate kisses, they meet with their eyes again.

He pulled back. “You ready for me, baby?” he growled, his voice low and teasing.

Lisa bit her lip, her slutty smile wide, “Ready? I was born for this,” she purred.

With a swift move, he grabbed her thighs, his strong hands spreading them wide. Lisa’s breath hitched, her eyes locked on him as he pulled her hips toward his face. “Time to taste my girl,” he murmured.

He lowered his mouth to her pussy, and Lisa’s world exploded.

Her pussy was a vision pink, glistening, and yummy, slick with her arousal and sweat from the stage. He dove in, his lips and tongue attacking her clit with god-level precision. He started with slow, deliberate licks, his tongue flat and broad, dragging across her sensitive bud, savoring her sweet, musky taste. “Fuck, you taste so good,” he groaned against her, the vibration making her shake. His lips closed around her clit, sucking gently at first, then harder, pulling the tiny bundle of nerves into his mouth.

Lisa’s moans turned into screams, her head thrashing on the pillow.“Oh my god, yes!” she cried. Her hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles white as his tongue flicked faster, circling her clit with great skill.

Her pussy was dripping now, her juices coating his lips and chin, and he lapped it up like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. He pressed his tongue deeper, swirling around her clit in tight, precise patterns, then sucking hard, making her hips buck against his face.

Lisa was in heaven, her body shaking, her screams louder with every second. “Don’t stop, oh fuck, please!” she begged with slutty confidence now pure desperation.

Her pussy clenched, her juices flowing freely, and he drank every drop, his groans of satisfaction humming against her. Her climax built like a tidal wave, her body tensing, her moans turning into breathless gasps. “I can’t—oh god, I’m gonna--- pee” she screamed, and then it hit.

Her orgasm exploded, but it was more than that. The pleasure was so intense, so god-level, that Lisa lost all control. Her pussy pulsed, and she pissed, a nonstop stream of hot, clear liquid gushing over his mouth. He didn’t pull away~~ he opened his mouth wider, drinking her piss-like release, his hands gripping her thighs tighter as she shook uncontrollably.

Lisa’s screams filled the room, her body convulsing as she squirted again and again, her juices soaking his face, the sheets, everything. “Oh my god, oh my god!” she wailed, her voice hoarse, her eyes rolling back as the pleasure overwhelmed her. He kept licking, softer now, guiding her through the aftershocks, his tongue gentle but still on her clit, drawing out every last tremor. Finally, she collapsed, panting, her body limp, her pussy still twitching. He pulled back, his face drenched, his lips glistening with her release. He wiped his chin, grinning down at her. “Told you I’d make you lose it,” he said, his voice smug but full of love. Lisa, still catching her breath, managed a weak laugh, her eyes half-open, her smile pure bliss. “You’re… too good,” she whispered, her voice wrecked but happy. She reached for him, her hands shaky, pulling him down for a kiss, not caring that his mouth tasted like her.

After the kiss, she smirked “Umm Y/N, you really drank all that, my urine?” she teased, her voice hoarse but dripping with amusement. “I pissed on your face, and you just… slurped it up like a champ. That’s some dedication, babe.. Like my slave” Her laughter bubbled up, loud and trolling, her eyes glinting as she poked fun at him for savoring her uncontrollable release.

Upon listening this, the guy raised an eyebrow, wiping his chin with a slow, deliberate motion, his grin turning wicked. “Oh, you think that’s funny, huh? Trolling me like that?” His voice was low, teasing, but there was a dominant edge that made Lisa’s pulse race. “Guess I gotta get you back for that one, trouble.” Lisa giggled, tossing her hair back, her confidence unshaken. “Revenge? Bring it, big guy. What you got?” She leaned forward...

He stood up, and without breaking eye contact, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his tight pants and slid them down, kicking them aside. Lisa’s jaw dropped, her eyes widening in pure shock.

His cock sprang free, and it was massive, very thick, long, extremely huge black rod that looked almost unreal. It was easily the size of her forearm, from her elbow to her wrist, veins pulsing, standing proud and intimidating. Lisa’s petite hands could barely wrap around it in her imagination, and the sheer scale of it made her freeze.

“Holy… fuck,” she whispered, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief. “That’s… that’s not even fair. It’s bigger than my arm!” Her eyes were glued to it, her slutty confidence flickering into something like nervous excitement. She laughed, but it was shaky, her shock clear. “You’ve been hiding that this whole time?”He chuckled, stepping closer, his cock swaying slightly, making her eyes follow it.

“You wanted to troll me, baby? Now you deal with this.”, "Ready to have some fun my Bitch?”

Lisa bit her lip, her shock melting into a hungry, daring grin. “Fun? Let’s see if I can handle that monster,” she said, her voice bold again, though her wide eyes betrayed her nerves. She scooted to the edge of the bed, her naked body still slick with sweat, ready to meet his challenge.

He didn’t give her much time to prepare. He grabbed a fistful of her messy hair rough but commanding, guiding her face toward his massive cock.

Lisa opened her mouth, her lips stretching wide, but it was a struggle to take him. He pushed forward, sliding the thick head past her lips, and then deeper, turning it into a rough, relentless deepthroat. Lisa’s eyes watered instantly, her throat tightening as he filled her mouth, the size of him overwhelming. She gagged hard, the wet, sloppy gawk gawk sounds echoing in the room as he thrust steadily, his hand firm on her head.“Fuck, that’s it,” he groaned...

Lisa’s hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging into his muscular legs as she tried to keep up. Her throat bulged slightly with each thrust, her gags loud and messy, saliva dripping down her chin and onto her small tits. The GAWK GAWK noises grew wetter, more desperate, as he fucked her mouth, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every push. Lisa’s moans mixed with her gags, her body trembling with the intensity. It was rough, almost too much, but she loved it—the raw power of him, the way he took control after her playful trolling.

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, tears streaming down her cheeks, but there was a fire in her gaze, a slutty determination to take him. She pushed herself to relax her throat, letting him go deeper, her gagging turning into a rhythm of its own, the sloppy sounds filling the suite.

As it still went ongoing. The deepthroat ends up in something different. Lisa was in trouble~~~her throat ached from the sheer size and hardness of his cock, each thrust scraping her raw. she gagged nonstop and her eyes rolled back, tears streaming down her cheeks, smearing her stage makeup into a messy blur. A small gag turned into a choke, and Lisa’s stomach lurched. She puked a little, a thin stream of bile mixing with the saliva, dribbling down her chin. Her eyes widened in panic, but his grip didn’t falter, his cock still buried deep, the facefucking relentless. “Fuck, you’re taking it,” he groaned...

She was hurting, her throat damaged, but her slutty spirit refused to quit. The facefucking went on, minutes blurring together, her gawk gawk gags still echoing in the room.

Finally, his cock as its still throbbing in her mouth gor the chance for revenge ~~ not playful trolling, but a mutual, primal exchange. “Piss for piss, baby,” he murmured, his voice low and dominant.

Without warning, he released his hot, powerful stream of piss flooding deep into her throat. Lisa’s eyes widened, her gags turning into choked gulps as she struggled to keep up.

The taste was sharp, salty, overwhelming, but she drank it all, her throat working to swallow every drop of his release. It was their twisted balance ~~~ her squirt in his mouth, his piss in hers.. Her body shook, her throat burning, but she took it, her hands still clutching his thighs....He finally pulled out, his massive cock glistening, leaving Lisa gasping for air.

She collapsed back onto the bed, her skinny frame trembling, her throat sore and damaged, her face a mess of tears, spit, puke, and traces of his piss. Her lips were swollen, her eyes red, but as she caught her breath, a slow, slutty smile spread across her face. Despite the pain, the roughness, the chaos, she loved it....

“Good girl,” he said, his voice soft but proud..

Now, He leaned closer saying “I’m not done, baby,” he said, his tone is dominant.

Lisa’s breath hitched, her heart racing. “W-Wait, what?” she stammered, her raspy voice tinged with fear.

Her body was already battered, with throat sore, face wrecked, energy drained. The size of his cock, still glistening from her mouth, loomed in her mind, and the thought of more made her shrink back slightly.

“Babe, I’m… I’m kinda spent,” she whispered, her usual confidence faltering, her long legs curling defensively.

He didn’t respond with words. His eyes locked on hers, unyielding, as he shifted, positioning himself between her thighs in missionary style. His strong hands gripped her slender hips, pulling her toward him with ease. Lisa’s eyes widened, panic flashing as she saw him aim his massive cock at her pussy, the thick head brushing her still-wet folds.

“Hold on, wait—” she started, her voice shaky, but he didn’t pause or ask for permission. With a single, powerful thrust, he drove into her, his huge cock stretching her tight pussy to its limits. Lisa screamed, a raw, piercing sound that echoed in the suite. The pain was immediate, her pussy burning as it struggled to take his size, the roughness of his entry overwhelming.

“FUCK, it hurts!” she cried, her hands pushing against his chest, trying to resist, but her skinny arms were useless against his muscular frame. He was too strong, too determined, his hips slamming forward with relentless force. Each thrust was rough, deep, and unyielding, his cock filling her completely, stretching her in ways that felt impossible.

Her screams mixed with moans, her body caught in a confusing storm of pain and pleasure. “Oh god, slow down!” she gasped, her voice breaking although her body responding even as her mind reeled.

She was confused, torn between the agony of his size and the electric sparks of ecstasy his rough fucking ignited. Her long legs trembled, her toes curling, her small tits bouncing with each brutal thrust.He didn’t let up, his rhythm fierce, the bed shaking under them.

His hand moved, delivering a sharp hard slap to her cheek, it hard enough to bruise, and enough to sting, making her gasp. “Take it slut!,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. The slap jolted her, adding to her disorientation, her moans louder now, her screams softer but still laced with pain.

Another thrust, another slap, this one lighter but still sharp, and Lisa’s head spun, her body overwhelmed. “Fuck, it’s too much.. You're degrading me!” she whimpered, her hands clawing at his shoulders, trying to slow him, but her resistance was futile. Her pussy was stretched to its breaking point, the rough fucking relentless, his cock hitting deep inside her with every move. Her eyes rolled back, tears streaming.. She didn’t know if she loved it or hated it ~~ her body screamed in pain, but her moans grew throatier, her hips starting to rock instinctively, chasing the pleasure buried in the chaos.

The missionary position kept her pinned.. Now, He slowed his thrusts, aiming for another position.

“Turn over,” he commanded,, pulling out just enough to give her space. Lisa’s chest heaved, her breath ragged, her red eyes wide with a mix of fear and exhaustion.

“Dude-, I can’t anymore” she started, her voice hoarse, but his strong hands were already on her hips, flipping her onto her stomach with ease.

“Doggy style, baby bitch,” he growled, not waiting for her to adjust. Lisa scrambled onto her knees, her slender arms shaking as she propped herself up, her long legs trembling.

Her pussy ached, still dripping from the rough fucking, but before she could catch her breath, he grabbed her hips and slammed his massive black cock back into her, deeper this time, the angle hitting new, sensitive spots.

Lisa screamed louder, her voice cracking, the pain sharp and overwhelming as her pussy stretched again around his enormous size. He didn’t hold back. His thrusts were rough, fast, and merciless, each one rocking her body forward, her small tits bouncing, her hands clawing at the sheets.

Then came the first slap, a hard, stinging smack to her ass that made her yelp. “Fuck!” she cried, her voice a mix of shock and pain. His hand came down again, even harder, the sound echoing in the room.

Her pale ass turned bright red, the skin burning under his relentless slaps. Lisa’s screams grew louder, her body jerking with each hit, the pain dominating but laced with a twisted thread of pleasure.

He reached for his belt, discarded on the bed from earlier. The leather gleamed in the dim light as he looped it in his hand. “You’re mine,” he said, his voice thick with dominance, and brought the belt down on her already-red ass. The crack was deafening, the sting excruciating. Lisa’s scream was raw and louder bow.. Her body lurching forward, but his grip on her hips kept her in place.

He fucked her harder, the belt slapping her ass again and again, each hit leaving angry red welts. Her ass was a fiery mess, the pain so intense it drowned out the pleasure, though her pussy still clenched around him, her moans slipping through her cries.

“Oh god, it hurts! Please!” she sobbed, her voice breaking, her tears soaking the sheets. Her body was suffering, her ass throbbing, her pussy raw, but the doggy style fucking didn’t stop. The belt kept coming, nonstop, each slap pushing her closer to her breaking point. Her screams were mostly pain now, the pleasure buried under the overwhelming agony, her mind a blur of love, fear, and endurance. She didn’t know how much more she could take, but her slutty spirit clung to their connection, even as her body begged for relief.

Suddenly, he tossed the belt aside, his hands grabbing her waist. With a rough yank, he pulled her off the bed, her knees hitting the floor with a thud.

Lisa gasped, her body too weak to resist, her red ass and sore pussy screaming in protest. “W-What are you—” she stammered, but before she could finish, he lifted her like she was nothing, just a toy slut in his powerful arms.

His muscles flexed as he hoisted her up, her long legs dangling, her lightweight frame no match for his strength.He positioned her mid-air, her back against his chest, and thrust his massive cock back into her pussy, fucking her while holding her up.

Lisa’s head fell back, her screams echoing as the new angle drove him even deeper, her pussy stretched beyond belief. Her arms flailed, trying to grab his shoulders for support, but she was helpless, her body bouncing in his grip like a ragdoll.

“Fuck, take it!” he grunted. Now, Lisa’s pussy was dripping, her juices coating his cock, but the pain dominated, her ass burning, her pussy raw, her body suffering under his relentless assault. She was his, and even in her agony, their connection held, her screams a testament to the intensity of their love.

Next, he threw her roughly on the floor. Lisa’s eyes were half-open, red and teary, her face a wreck of tears, sweat, spit, and smeared makeup. Her lips trembled, her voice gone, her body shaking uncontrollably from nonstop rough fucking. The BBC was too big.

He straddled her chest, his massive cock, still slick with her juices and the remnants of her ruined hole, hovering near her face. “Open up,” he commanded, his tone firm but laced with a dark affection.

Lisa’s lips parted weakly, her strength gone, her mind too foggy to resist. He pushed his cock into her mouth, not as deep as before but enough to fill her. She gagged faintly, the taste of her own pussy overwhelming, but she had no fight left.

With a low groan, he cummed inside her mouth, his hot, thick cum flooding her mouth in heavy spurts. Lisa choked, her throat raw, but she swallowed every drop, her body too broken to do anything else.

The cum coated her tongue, dripping down her chin as he pulled out, leaving her gasping, her lips swollen and trembling.

He leaned back, his chest heaving, his eyes softening as he looked down at her. Lisa was a mess, her ass burned like fire, her pussy has extreme gape ensuring days of pain and immobility. Her body shook, her legs useless, her throat sore... She couldn’t stand, couldn’t move, her pussy is still sore in the most brutal way. Her screams were gone, replaced by shallow, ragged breaths, her teary eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

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Mina x Kazuha: Mount Vynus

Part of my St Marius series, in fact, this is the very first chapter I ever wrote for it. 2.8k words. #interracial #BNWO #BBC #kpopsmut #BLACKED

Mina and Kazuha hiked along the foliage strewn and well worn jungle pathways of Saint Marius Island on a warm afternoon, having finished their morning routines of exercise and stretching they were feeling limber and ready, but as they met the incline of mount Vynus even their fit bodies struggled. Legs burning, panting gently as they stopped at one of the large carved stone boulders that dotted the trail. The face carved into it was round with a flattened nose that flared at the nostrils, clearly one carved in the likeness of the islands black natives or one of their gods.

The two girls were on their way to the top of mount Vynus, the highest point on the entire chain, a mountain with a long dormant volcano within, and it played host to a number of indigenous villages. The sights they had set out for today consisted of an ancient stone temple, a popular place for the tourist types to visit if they could make the climb.

With their hands on their thighs and bent over panting gently, they smiled to each other and continued on after drinking some water. Mina clad in a tight pair of black cotton shorts that hugged her swaying hips, matching black socks crept up to her calves and her dark gray mesh knit top provided great airflow to her soft skin underneath, a black sports bra hid itself under the top and her jet black hair was braided into matching twintails. Kazuha's hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, her athletic frame clad in similar clothing, tight black cotton shorts with white stripes down the side hugged her similarly shapely hips and she wore ankle socks with a loose fitting Brooklyn Nets basketball jersey.

They continued up the steep incline, taking breaks here and there, it would be a two hour walk to the top if the placards at the bottom were to be believed. As they made it farther upward they felt the temperature drop slightly, the sweat inducing heat they'd started with gave way to a refreshing wave of cooler air. Winded and panting, they finally found themselves at the fork in the trail, one said "Oboro village" and the other "temple of Naalizi", the two opted for the temple route and quickly found themselves among ancient stoneworks with an open courtyard in the middle.

In the center stood an altar, ancient and stained with something they couldn't discern. Paintings of natives and their folk stories adorned the sandy-white walls in red hues, portraying great hunts and duels distant in the past. One mural caught Kazuha's eye more than they others, it was huge and painted onto a wall larger than the rest, it towered over the courtyard and depicted two natives in black colored paint with women of a more white or tan color kneeling before them.

Around the courtyard were stone coverings to protect the works, and as the two girls gazed at the mural portraying women obviously fellating and pleasuring the natives, they heard voices from the jungle hooping and yelling in excitement, then they heard drums and assumed it had to be from the nearby village.

They both sat on the only available bench in the courtyard, a simple log split in half before what they now jokingly called the pleasure mural. While drinking their water they pulled out their phones to find they had no service, but walked about to take photos and selfies with the various sights.

Mina gasped as she took a photo and turned around quickly, she noticed a young native who couldn't be far into his early 20's with a slender build in the back of her camera screen, clad only in a simple cloth to cover his hips. He was accompanied by his friend of similar age and build, both carrying spears and looking at the girls with great curiosity, They'd been told the natives were mostly friendly, but could be a little physically touchy and curious with outsiders.

The two men were a couple inches taller than the girls with toned abs and clear-cut athletic muscles, they set down their spears and smiled at the girls before approaching them with friendly hand gestures. With great difficulty the girls tried communicating in Japanese, then in what little English they knew, and the villagers tried in their own language, but nothing could be understood. Then the two men glanced up at the mural, two pale women adorned it, their mouths on exaggerated native phallus, they grinned to each other and smiled at the girls, saying something they couldn't understand but pointing at the looming mural.

The girls tried to bow out but the two men took their wrists gently, smiling at them and motioning for them to stay, they tried to play it safe and thought maybe they were just being curious, so they took selfies with the men and giggled as they wondered over seeing themselves on the screens. The men wrapped their hands around the waists of both girls and held them tightly, whispering things into their ears but they had no idea what it was, though they both felt an odd comfort in the strangers embraces.

The girls were led to the altar in the middle, following the men as they knelt down and pulled a strange dust from pouches on their grass-rope belts to blow onto the stone. They placed some in the girls' hands as well and smiled as they blew it meekly onto the altar. The drums in the distance pounded gently as both Kazuha and Mina covered their mouths and turned to one another, they'd both just caught glimpses of the men's hard black cocks beneath their loincloths, throbbing strongly as they prayed to their gods.

The more the men prayed the harder they became, soon their loincloths were pushed aside by the sheer size of their dicks and left them exposed and erect before the altar and the girls. The two dark skinned men then turned to the girls, all four on their knees, they took their hands into each others' and smiled, then the men placed the girls' hands onto their erect cocks and closed their fingers around their throbbing shafts with loud groans. "Was this all a mating ritual?" The girls thought to themselves as they tried to refuse but felt an intoxicating wave wash over them, the musk washing off the two men was intense, it smelled both terrible and faintly sweet, lulling them in as they inhaled the scent.

Mina was the first to give in, smiling widely as her hands subconsciously began to stroke the biggest cock she'd ever seen, easily 10 inches or more, it pulsed and throbbed strongly in her small hands, responding to every slow stroke and touch of her fingertips. She would stroke his entire length to the base, one hand slipping off to fondle his heavy cum-sack and the other traveling back up to squeeze his head and giggle as a single drop of precum slid down the coal black shaft.

She felt his lips touch her neck softly, they were big and warm, like thick fleshy clouds against her, a soft moan escaped her own lips as his hands wrapped around her small breasts, pushing the mesh shirt and sports bra up to her upper chest to suck on her pink nipples. Kazuha gasped as she looked back to see Mina stroking, asking in a low voice if they should really be doing this. All she heard in return was a moan of pleasure and a soft "yes" in Japanese, her friend sounded like she was in pure ecstasy. Kazuha bit her lip and smiled at her own bull, his cock equally impressive and massive, a 10 inch monster throbbing in her hands as she began to stroke him.

It wasn't very long before Kazuha felt the ecstasy cover her like a blanket, intoxicated by the manly smell so deeply that she fell deep into a state of lust and pushed her bull back against the altar and used her flexible body to climb between his legs and push them wide open, placing the head of his cock into her mouth with her ass up in the air on her toes as her lips and tongue began to immediately drench his thick black cock in thick sticky spit, her lips and mouth the only thing holding his big black cock upright as her hands planted themselves to either side of his hips, the taste of his musk filling her mouth.

They were lost in lust before the mural above and right against this ancient stone altar where undoubtedly many women had been bred before the native Gods, conquered and intoxicated by fires of primal passion and invaded by intrusive thoughts of needing to submit to big black cock. Mina was now on her back, her nipples being sucked hard as she stroked his hung cock with one hand and cradled his heavy nuts with the other, one of his rough hands palmed her clit and made her moan deeply, begging for more though she knew he wouldn't understand.

Kazuha spread in her bulls lap, on her hands and toes sucking him like a woman possessed, she felt something inside her, a deep and stirring desire to drain this man of every last drop of cum he could possibly offer and demand more, her mouth worked him deeply and took in 7 or more inches before she'd gag and quickly bob back up to his head to drop another load of spit down his shaft, spit that was now collecting on the weathered stone step below his heavy hanging balls.

Mina pushed her shorts and panties off effortlessly, throwing them to somewhere, she didn't care where. She started grinding hard against his heavy rough hand, his fingers sliding into her as they engaged one another in deep french kissing, their tongues pushing against each other and thick lips mashing lustfully. His hand pulled her legs apart and she felt his hips against her thighs, cooing with pleasure into his mouth as they never broke the kiss. She felt his extremely heavy cockhead against the entrance of her soaked Japanese pussy, it was so thick and dripping, pulsing as she felt it slide past her tight lips and brush her walls, finally making her break the kiss as her body arched and squirmed to welcome this complete strangers bull cock deep inside her.

Kazuha looked over with the head of her bulls cock bulging her cheek, copious spit dripping from his shaft and balls with his hands on her head, his lips pursed in pleasure as she worked him like a hungry whore. She envied Mina as she watched inch after inch slide deep inside her friend and stretch her wide open, her thighs pressed back and held in strong black arms against the worn altar. Kazuha finally let the bull cock flop from her mouth with a loud pop, gasping as she grinned and yanked her own shorts and panties off in one smooth motion.

She rolled onto her bull gracefully, her pussy planting its entrance right onto his tip with her hands gripping his engorged shaft, she threw her head back and moaned, sinking deeply onto him as she took him slowly into her. The girls were now in the throes of pleasure, Mina on her back with her legs hooked taking a deep mating press while she screamed at the sheer size of his black dick, Kazuha moaning loudly as her hands planted themselves on his semi-built chest and abs, her hips riding him in a squatting position as she took in more than half his monster cock with every single pump.

It was non-stop savage fucking from both sides for the next few minutes as things remained the same, until Kazuha's bull rolled her over onto her back and the girls found themselves on their backs side-by-side with huge 10 inch black dicks taking them deeply. The drums in the distance had been drowned out by the sounds of mutual moans, the screams of the girls filled the courtyard as they were pressed against the cold stone floor and filled full of black cock in missionary and then mating press.

The two bulls synchronized with each other, their hips beating into the girls at the same pace, the same depth, they locked them in and refused to stop even though their abs were burning. They groaned and moaned, entranced by the pale bodies and pink pussies wrapped around their thick throbbing black cocks, beating these women into submission with rough native sex they didn't know they craved.

Kazuha couldn't take it anymore, she screamed loudly and her back arched as she squirted everywhere, her own mess spraying her bulls abs and her face and shirt, she rubbed herself and screamed with her mouth wide open, she'd lost all care and felt as if nothing mattered more than being black bred right now. Loudly she yelled at him through a panting sultry voice to breed her, even though the two couldn't understand one another he knew she wanted his cum and she wanted it badly.

He groaned loudly and could tell it was building, he was so close to breeding this pale Japanese bitch with his big black cock. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up to the altar, setting her on it and holding her in his arms until he allowed her to lay back. Spread before him she looked so beautiful, he watched as his dark cock pistoned in and out, how wide it stretched her, his hands wrapped around her waist and her hands around the back of her head staring up at him begging him to nut inside.

He groaned and looked up at the mural once more, threw his head back and shouted something unintelligible to the sky as he unleashed his potent black seed deep inside. It felt endless, hot, her insides felt like they were melting as he came inside her, his huge masculine rod throbbed rope after rope into her without end until he couldn't thrust anymore and it went semi-limp. He pulled from her and collapsed across her beaten sweaty body. They were soon joined by Mina and her bull, though she was bent over the altar with her pretty ass straight out and a leg stretched straight across its surface, Kazuha moaned and hugged her friends leg as she watched and fingered her own dripping pussy, feeling the ridiculous amount of black seed flowing from it.

Mina's bull was rough and uncaring, he violently fucked her pussy with his heavy hips crashing into her, his hand wrapped around the back of her neck holding her in place with deep depressions around his fingertips. His other hand slapped her big Japanese ass and wrapped around the front of her throat, now choking her from both sides as he fucked her.

She could hardly get a word out with the force of his choking, her hands gripping his built forearms for mercy but all she got was grunting and the sound of heavy hips slapping hers. Mina's mouth went wide and she exploded on him, her pussy gushing all over his cock and thighs but he refused to let up, it only emboldened him to keep going harder. Kazuha watched in pleasure as Mina held out against him, her face turning red but continuing to scream hoarsely with his hands around her throat. Kazuha heard her begging him to breed her the same she had begged her own bull, kissing her friends thigh tenderly as she rolled and sat upright to watch properly.

Mina's bull finally gave in, and with a final assault on her pussy he leaned in close and said something Mina guessed was unfathomably filthy in his own language, to which she replied simply to breed her, begging him outright now. His lips pressed to hers and with a deep groan he erupted inside her, his entire black cock buried deep inside her pussy, every last drop of his seed emptied itself out into her waiting womb and invaded her vulnerable body like the conquering load it was.

They collapsed together against the altar, panting and sweaty as Kazuha and her bull kissed and giggled with each other. The bulls lifted the girls onto the floor and they knelt once more, a final prayer as they straightened their loincloths and gave the girls hard slaps on their ass cheeks before disappearing into the jungle. The drums in the distance ceased shortly after, a raucous eruption of cheering ensued moments later as the girls were getting re-dressed. They smiled to each other and giggled, planning to re-do the trip the next weekend, but this time to the village.

[importantpuppystarfish]

I think someone saying „you look rapeable“ is the biggest compliment ever.

[importantpuppystarfish]

김민주

[importantpuppystarfish]

Unexpectedly ate with the most delicious Kim Minji..

Male reader (grandfather) x Minji (granddaughter)

!Male reader = grandfather

Kinks: Taboo & Incest (w/grandpa), huge gap gap, pussy eating, pissing, asshole licking, armpits licking, lots of kissings and romance & anal..

Minji, an 18-year-old K-pop idol, is the darling of millions, her princess-like beauty making her a global obsession. her agency’s managers have crafted a stage persona that’s pure sex: her choreography is a parade of hip thrusts, body rolls, and skimpy outfits that leave little to the imagination. On stage, Minji’s a brat, all smirks and teasing glances, her dances dripping with slutty energy—though she’s only following orders by made the dance moves. Offstage, she sometimes flirting shamelessly with fans, in live streams she flirts and says sexual stuff, also and pushing boundaries to feel alive amidst her controlled idol life.

Her grandfather, a 62-year-old is the family’s rock.. He's still strong and healthy. He lives in a sprawling countryside estate, a world away from Minji’s neon-lit Seoul. He’s always adored Minji, his only granddaughter. He's not like an old ass who can't walk. He's still young and strong despite his age.. Very fit enough to still work like in his prime.

The grandfather sees Minji as his legacy, the dazzling star who carries his bloodline’s beauty.. But her bratty attitude and slutty stage performances—clips he’s seen online, her thong peeking out during a twerk—alarm him. He fears she’s on a path to becoming a “public slut,” her innocence corrupted by fame’s machine. Yet, this fear twists into obsession: her provocative dances awaken his long-dormant desires, her body is a forbidden fruit he wants to both save and devour. He’s torn between guiding her back to “purity” and indulging the filthy urge to claim her himself.

Currently Minji is at her home. Her parents has planned to go to village for work, so since minji cant be alone, her parents called her grandpa for protection and support since Minji can't be lonely alone in a dark house.

Minji practices her daily dance practice in her own living room.

Her body’s is slick with sweat from an impromptu dance practice, she’s been perfecting that slutty choreography where she shakes her ass and all hip rolls, her tiny outfit clinging to her curves. She’s wearing a white crop top that hugs her perky tits, the hem barely covering her underboob, and high-waisted jeans that sit low enough to flash the band of her Calvin Klein thong. Her toned midriff glistens, her long black hair sticking to her neck, and she smells like a mix of sweet perfume and raw sexy sweat.

A sharp knock arrives to the door ... “Coming!” she says, her voice kinda loud but sweet, as she hops up, her bare feet slapping the hardwood floor. She swings the door open, and there he is—her grandfather, standing tall in a crisp button-up and slacks, his silver hair catching the hallway light, his sharp eyes locking onto her like a hawk. It’s been months since they last saw each other, and the sight of him sends a flutter through her chest. “Grandpa!” she squeals, genuine joy in her tone, though her body language screams something dirtier as she throws herself into his arms.

The hug is electric, a collision of familial love and forbidden heat. During the hug, Minji presses herself against him, her sweat-slicked skin sticking to his shirt, her tits squishing against his broad chest. Her arms wrap around his neck, these aren't intention, it's just because of actual love and they have done these hugs before.

He sets his bag down, his eyes glued to her as Minji’s outfit is exposing a lot of skin. Its a barely-there outfit—a white crop top clinging to her sweat-slicked chest, high-waisted jeans flashing her Calvin Klein thong—makes his throat tighten as we've seen. He shakes his head, trying to focus. She’s his granddaughter, for fuck’s sake. But the way she moves, so carefree and bratty, stirs something dark in him—a hunger he hasn’t felt in years.

Minji steps back, brushing her hair behind her ear, oblivious to the storm in his head. “It’s been forever, Grandpa,” she says, her voice light, a genuine smile on her lips. “How was the drive? You look tired.” She gestures toward the living room, her bare feet padding across the hardwood as she leads him to the couch. She’s not trying to seduce him—her mind’s on their reunion, her affection for him pure—but her natural energy, that bratty, confident sway in her hips, makes it hard for him to look away.

“Long drive,” he grunts, settling onto the couch, his eyes flicking to her exposed midriff before he forces them to her face. “You’ve been keeping busy, I bet. All that dancing and… stuff.” His tone carries a hint of disapproval, but he keeps it casual, not wanting to start a lecture yet. He leans back, trying to relax, but his mind keeps replaying her latest performance video where her ass is bouncing on stage, her smirk teasing the crowd.

Minji sits down beside him, tucking her legs under her, her crop top riding up just enough to show more skin. “Yeah, it’s been crazy,” she sighs, stretching her arms above her head, her abs flexing. “The tour’s killing me, but I’m on a break now, thank God. Oh—have you eaten? I was gonna make some ramen. I’m starving!”

She hops up without waiting for an answer as she heads to the kitchen, leaving him with a view of her backside that makes his mouth go dry.

“Go ahead,” he calls after her, his voice gruff. He watches her disappear into the kitchen, then leans forward, rubbing his face. He shouldn’t be thinking about her like this.. But her sweaty, perfect body, the way her ass looked in those jeans.

But as he hears her cooking noises, the clatter of pots and pans filling the apartment, he can’t resist. He stands quietly, moving to the kitchen doorway, his eyes narrowing as he peeks at her. Minji’s bent over the counter, reaching for a spice jar, her crop top lifting to expose the curve of her lower back, her thong peeking out above her jeans.

Her tirs and ass are a fucking masterpiece, round and firm, and he feels a primal hunger stir—God, he wants to bury his face in her asshole and eat off her tits.. Like taste her, make her squirm. His cock twitches, shame and lust warring in his chest as he grips the doorframe, forcing himself to stay still.

Minji feels a prickle on the back of her neck, like someone’s watching, but she brushes it off. Probably nothing, she thinks, focusing on the boiling water. She’s too caught up in her task to notice her grandfather’s hungry stare, his eyes tracing every inch of her exposed skin. She tosses the noodles into the pot, her movements casual and sensual. She’s not thinking about him that way, not consciously, but there’s a tension in her body she can’t quite place, a heat that’s been building since their hug.

A few minutes later, she carries two steaming bowls of ramen to the dining table, setting them down with a proud grin. “Ta-da! Not bad, right?” she says, sitting across from him, her crop top shifting to reveal the underside of her breasts for a split second before she adjusts it. She’s oblivious to the effect she’s having, her focus on the food, but her grandfather’s eyes catch every detail, his appetite for her growing stronger than his hunger for the meal.

They eat in comfortable silence for a moment, the clink of chopsticks filling the space.. “Minji, are you tired?".. "Ah yes Grandpa, sometimes due to excessive loads of work, but its normal for me now". She replies.

" I saw your last performance online,” he starts, setting his chopsticks down. “That dancing… it’s too much. All that shaking and showing off—it’s not right. You’re better than that.” His words are measured.

Minji sighs, “I don’t really have a choice, Grandpa,” she says, her voice softer now, less bratty. “The agency decide everything—my outfits, my moves. They want me to be… sexy, I guess. It’s not like I love it, but it’s my job.” She shrugs, taking a bite, her lips glossy with broth. She doesn’t notice the way his gaze flicks to her mouth, his mind imagining those lips elsewhere.

He leans back, his eyes narrowing slightly, a new curiosity sparking. “Doesn’t it bother you, though?” he asks, his voice lower, more probing. “All those people watching you, sexualizing you… Have you ever felt that way yourself? You know… been with someone?” He keeps his tone casual, but there’s a weight to the question..he waits for her answer.

Minji pauses, her cheeks flushing slightly, she smiles and laughs a little. “No, actually,” she admits, looking down at her bowl. “I’m… I’ve never done anything. I’m a virgin.” She glances up at him, her eyes wide, a mix of embarrassment and humour in her expression. “I mean, I’ve thought about it, you know? I kinda want to try… see what it’s like. But I haven’t.” Her voice is honest, a little shy, the bratty edge softened by her vulnerability.

He blinks, genuinely surprised,. “Wait, really?” he says, his tone lighter now, almost disbelieving. “I thought for sure you’d have… well, with the way you move on stage, I figured you’d already done it!” He shakes his head, a mix of relief and pride washing over him. His little Minji, still innocent despite her slutty persona—it makes him want to protect her even more, though the thought of her “trying” sex sends a jolt straight to his groin.

Minji bursts out laughing, the sound bright and genuine.

“Grandpa, come on!” she says, grinning at him. “Just ‘cause I dance like that doesn’t mean I’m out there doing it."

"Besides, you’ve already done it, right? I mean, that’s why I’m even here!” She gestures to herself, her laugh turning playful, her eyes sparkling with humor.

She’s teasing him now, but not in a sexual way—just her natural, bratty charm shining through.

He laughs too, a deep, warm sound, his chest swelling with pride at her maturity. “You’ve got a point there,” he says, his smile softening as he looks at her. “Smart girl. You’ve grown up so much.”. He shifts in his seat, leaning closer, his voice dropping slightly. “You haven't even tounched any guys of your age??” His tone is gentle..

Minji shakes her head, her laughter fading into a shy smile. “Nope, not even that,, leave kissing!” she says, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I know, I know—I’m all innocent, but then I go out there and dance like a total brat. It’s weird, right?” She giggles, her cheeks pink, her crop top shifting again as she leans forward, giving him another glimpse of her midriff. “I do wonder what it feels like, though. Kissing, I mean.”

"You’re too pure for your own good,” he murmurs. “Dancing like that in public, but never even kissed… my little Minji.” His hand moves slowly, brushing against hers on the table..Minji senses something’s about to happen, a nervous excitement fluttering in her chest, but she doesn’t pull away.

Their faces are inches apart now..

Minji bites her lip, her voice barely a whisper as she breaks the silence. “Btw, Grandpa… I think its time to try already,” she says, her tone a mix of frustration and longing.

“My group members, Hanni, Daniellie, Haerin—they’ve all done it already, with their boyfriends. You know, kissing, and… more. I can’t handle being the only one left out.” - Minji says.

Her cheeks flush, her vulnerability raw, but there’s a spark of determination in her eyes. She’s tired of being the innocent one, her bratty, curious side itching to catch up, even if it’s in the most forbidden way possible. Her grandpa smiles but before he can respond, she leans forward, her breath hitching, and presses her lips to his, initiating the kiss with a boldness that catches him off guard.

As they kiss, the grandfather’s mouth, at 62, isn’t fresh; his breath carries the faint tang of whiskey from the drive, mixed with the earthy, slightly stale taste of age, his lips rough and chapped from years of hard living. His tongue, when it slips into her mouth, is thick, a little clumsy, the texture rougher than a younger man’s, with a hint of bitterness that comes with his years. But to Minji, it’s her first kiss, and the sheer wrongness of it—kissing her own grandfather—makes it thrilling, the roughness of his mouth a strange contrast to her softness.

For the grandfather, Minji’s mouth is a fucking revelation and heaven!!! A total paradise he didn’t know existed. Her lips are plush, yummy, pinkish, and so goddamn soft, like biting into the ripest fruit. Her breath smells sweet, a mix of mint gum and the faintest hint of her sweat, that sexy, musky scent that’s been driving him wild all evening. When her tongue shyly meets his, it’s a burst of flavor—her saliva is young, fresh, and fucking delicious, a watery sweetness that makes his head spin. It’s better than anything he’s ever tasted, better than the finest wine, better than the women of his youth. Her mouth is so yummy, so alive, the warmth of it making him groan into the kiss, his cock hardening painfully in his slacks as he drinks her in.

Their kiss deepens, turning wet and sloppy, a mouthful of watery freshness as their tongues tangle, exchanging saliva in a messy, primal dance. Minji’s tongue is tentative at first, exploring his roughness, but she soon matches his rhythm, her youthful energy pouring into the kiss. The grandfather’s hands slide to her neck, pulling her closer, his fingers tangling in her sweaty hair as he devours her, sucking on her tongue like it’s candy, savoring every drop of her delicious spit. He can’t get enough, his arousal skyrocketing as he feels her soft moans vibrate against his lips, her scent—sweet, sweaty, and so fucking young filling his senses. His erection strains against his trousers.

Minji’s mind is a whirlwind, the kiss overwhelming her senses. She didn’t expect it to be so intense, so wet, his aged mouth is strange but thrilling contrast to her untouched lips. She can taste the whiskey on him, the roughness of his tongue making her shiver, but it’s the heat of the moment, the forbidden rush of kissing her grandfather, that makes her lean in harder, her hands gripping his shirt.

Minji pulls back from the kiss, her lips swollen and glossy, her chest heaving as she catches her breath. The grandfather’s eyes are dark, almost feral, his erection throbbing painfully in his slacks. Her taste lingers on his tongue—sweet, fresh, and so fucking delicious, like a drug he can’t get enough of.

Their dinner sits forgotten on the table, the ramen growing cold, but his hunger has shifted entirely to her. He’s starving, not for food, but for Minji—her body, her skin, her everything. The taboo of their blood tie, the fact that she’s his granddaughter, only makes the craving worse.

“Minji,” he rasps, his voice low and rough, his hands trembling as he grip her shoulders. “You’re… fuck, you’re too much.” He doesn’t give her time to respond, his hunger taking over as he pulls her closer, his lips crashing against her neck. Her skin is warm, slick with sweat from her earlier dance practice and cooking in hear, and he groans at the taste—salty, sweet, and so goddamn young.. Minji gasps, her hands clutching his shirt, her body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation, her first taste of being touched like this.

He pulls back just enough to look at her, his eyes raking over her exposed midriff, the white crop top barely covering her perky tits. “Been wanting to do this since you opened the door,” he mutters, his voice thick with lust, a dark chuckle escaping him. His hands slide under her top, pushing it up to reveal her breasts—small, perfect, with pink nipples already hardening in the cool air. “Fuck, look at these,” he growls, his mouth watering as he cups them, his rough thumbs brushing over her nipples, making her shiver. He’s hungry, so fucking hungry, and her body is a feast laid out just for him.

Minji’s breath hitches, her eyes wide, a mix of shock and curiosity swirling in her chest. She’s never been touched like this, never felt a man’s hands on her bare skin, and the fact that it’s her grandfather makes it all the more trustable. “Grandpa…” she whispers, her voice trembling, not with fear but with the sheer intensity of the moment. She doesn’t pull away, her body responding despite her racing mind.

He doesn’t hesitate, his hunger too strong to resist. He leans down, his lips wrapping around one of her nipples, sucking hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Her taste explodes in his mouth—fresh, faintly sweet, her skin so soft it’s like sucking on silk. He groans against her, the sound muffled, his cock throbbing harder as he feasts on her. His other hand kneads her other breast, his fingers rough against her smoothness, pinching her nipple just enough to make her squeak. He pulls back for a moment, her nipple glistening with his spit, and he licks his lips, savoring her flavor. “So fucking delicious,” he mutters, his voice hoarse, before diving back in, sucking harder, his teeth grazing her lightly, leaving faint red marks on her pale skin.

Minji’s head tips back, a soft moan escaping her lips, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. She can feel his age in the way he moves, his lips chapped, his breath hot and slightly stale.

The grandfather’s hunger doesn’t stop at her breasts. He pulls back, his lips shiny with spit, and trails his mouth down her exposed stomach, licking and sucking at her sweaty skin. Her abs flex under his tongue, the salty tang of her sweat mixing with the natural sweetness of her body, driving him wild.

Next, His gaze shifts to her arms, raised slightly as she grips the table for support, and he notices the faint sheen of sweat under her armpit, exposed by her sleeveless crop top. It’s juicy, glistening, the skin there a little darker from her dance practice, the hair shaved but a faint stubble adding to the raw, primal allure. “Fuck, look at that,” he mutters, his voice thick with lust, a dark grin spreading across his face.

He grabs her wrist, lifting her arm higher, exposing her armpit fully, the scent hitting him immediately—musky, sweaty, and so fucking nasty. It’s disgusting in the most delicious way, the kind of nasty that makes his mouth water, his cock leaking pre-cum into his slacks.

“Grandpa, what are you—” Minji starts, her voice shaky, but her words cut off as he dives in, his aged lips pressing against her armpit, his tongue flattening against the sweaty skin. He licks hard, dragging his rough tongue across the juicy, watery surface, drinking in her sweat like it’s the finest liquor. The taste is filthy—salty, tangy, with a bitter edge from her exertion, the kind of dirty that should repulse him but instead drives him wild. “So fucking nasty,” he growls against her skin, his voice muffled, his lips sucking at the tender flesh, pulling more of her sweaty juices into his mouth.

“Your armpits, Minji… disgusting little pits, but fuck, they’re delicious. My granddaughter’s sweaty, juicy mess—better than anything.” His praise is crude and depraved

“Oh… Grandpa…” she moans, her voice trembling with a mix of love and arousal, her head tipping back as she surrenders to the feeling. It’s nasty, so fucking nasty that her armpits are getting licked, but she likes it, the taboo thrill of her grandfather worshipping such a dirty part of her making her pussy throb.

Her moans grow louder, soft and breathy, her love for him growing as she grips his hair, pulling him closer without even realizing it. “Feels… so good,” she whimpers

He pulls back for a moment, his lips shiny with her armpit juicy sweats which he just ate,. “You like that, huh?” he chuckles darkly, his eyes gleaming with lust. “My little Minji, moaning for her grandpa’s tongue in her filthy pits.” He doesn’t wait for her response, diving back in, sucking harder, his tongue lapping at every drop of her sweaty juices, the watery, tangy taste making him groan. His hands grip her hips, keeping her steady as he feasts, his cock so hard it hurts, the taboo of it—drinking from his granddaughter’s armpit juices—pushing him to new heights of depravity.

After a few more greedy licks, he pulls back, his breath hot and ragged. He can’t resist her lips again, the memory of their first kiss still burning in his mind. He grabs her face, pulling her into another kiss, his lips crashing against hers again with a wet, desperate edge. Their tongues tangle immediately, the kiss is sloppy again and a mouthful of watery freshness as they exchange saliva once more. Her mouth is still fucking delicious—sweet, youthful, her saliva is like a burst of candy.

Minji moans into the kiss,“Grandpa… love you,” she murmurs against his lips, her voice a soft, breathy moan, her innocence and affection bleeding into the nasty act. She’s lost in the kiss, her tongue moving with his, her body pressing closer, her sweaty scent filling the air.

He pulls back just enough to speak, his lips brushing hers, his voice a low growl. “Love you too, princess,” he says, his tone thick with lust and affection... “My dirty little girl… those nasty pits, that yummy fucking mouth… you’re a goddamn feast.” His words are crude, his praise a mix of love and depravity. He dives back into the kiss, his tongue dominating hers, his cock aching as he loses himself in her, the grandfather devouring his granddaughter in the most forbidden way.

The grandfather pulls back from their sloppy, tongue-heavy kiss, his lips glistening with Minji’s sweet saliva, his breath ragged as he stares at her. Her sweaty, half-naked body—crop top pushed up, jeans low on her hips, her armpits still wet from his tongue—drives him to the edge of sanity.

“Minji,” he growls, his voice low and guttural, his hands sliding to her jeans, fingers fumbling with the button. “I need more of you… all of you.” His words are thick with lust, his aged eyes dark with a primal need as he yanks her jeans down, pulling them off her legs in one rough motion. Now Minji is just in her underwear thong.

His eyes lock onto the Calvin Klein underwear thong he pulled.

He brings the expensive CalvinKlein underwear to his nose, inhaling deeply, the scent of her pussy hitting him like a drug. It’s musky, tangy, and so fucking dirty—"Goddamn, Minji,” he growls, his voice thick with desire, his eyes half-lidded as he takes another deep sniff. “Your dirty little panties… smell so fucking good. My granddaughter’s pussy, so ripe and filthy.” . He presses the thong to his face, rubbing it against his lips, tasting the faint remnants of her juices, his groans muffled as he loses himself in her scent.

Now, her pussy throbs under his gaze.

It’s fucking perfect—Minji's pussy is pink, glistening, untouched. Her pussy lips are slick with her juices, her clit peeking out, begging for attention, and he can’t hold back. “So fucking pretty,” he growls, his aged lips curling into a dark smirk, his hands spreading her thighs wider. He dives in, his rough tongue flattening against her pussy, licking a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit, tasting her for the first time.

The flavor explodes on his tongue, its sweet and tangy, her juices fresh and so fucking youthful, better than anything he’s ever tasted. It’s like drinking nectar..His aged mouth, chapped and rough, moves greedily, sucking on her pussy, his tongue dipping into her entrance to lap up every drop of her wetness. “Fuck, Minji,” he mutters against her, his voice muffled, his lips shiny with her juices. “Your pussy… so goddamn delicious. My granddaughter’s tight little cunt… never tasted anything so good.”

Minji’s head tips back, a loud moan escaping her lips as the sensation hits her like a tidal wave. “Oh… Grandpa!” she gasps, her voice a mix of shock and pleasure, her hands flying to his hair, gripping the silver strands as her body trembles. She’s never felt anything like this—his rough tongue, the wet suction, the way he’s devouring her like she’s a meal.. “Feels… so… good,” she whimpers.

He growls into her, his hands gripping her thighs hard enough to leave marks, his mouth working her pussy with a hunger as he sucks on her clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, making her hips buck against his face. Her juices coat his lips, his chin, dripping down as he drinks her in, the wet, slurping sounds filling the room, a nasty soundtrack to their taboo act.

Minji’s moans grow louder, her body shaking as the pleasure builds, her pussy clenching around nothing as his tongue works her over. “Grandpa… I… I can’t….. I love you..” she gasps, her voice trembling, her love for him mixing..

As he's eating her pussy like a beast, Minji feels something is coming out of her pussy.

She bites her lip, her voice shaky as she speaks. “Grandpa… I… I need to-- pee…” Before she can finish, the urge overtakes her, and she lets go, a warm stream of piss gushing from her pussy, splashing onto his mouth & face. The golden liquid soaks his face, shirt, dripping down his torso.

Minji’s eyes widen in shock, but as she sees the way he reacts—his groan of pleasure, his hands gripping her thighs tighter—she feels a rush of arousal, the taboo of pissing on her grandfather making her heart race. “I love you, Grandpa,” she moans, her voice soft and breathy, her love for him pouring out in the midst of the nasty act. “I really mean it... ” She’s overwhelmed, her body trembling, but she loves the intimacy of it, the way he’s accepting every part of her, even something so dirty.

The grandfather’s eyes light up, his arousal hitting a new peak as her piss soaks him, the warmth of it seeping into his skin. “Fuck, yes,” he growls, his voice a mix of lust and adoration, his hands sliding up her thighs to her hips, pulling her closer. “My dirty little girl… pissing on your grandpa like a fucking slut. I love it.”

Minji’s moans turn softer, her body relaxing as the last of her piss drips out and her grandpa swallows it, her love for him grows more higher with her senses. She reaches for him, her hands trembling, and pulls him up, her need for closeness taking over. “Grandpa… hold me,” she whispers, her voice thick with emotion, her eyes shining with love and vulnerability. He stands, the scent of her piss and arousal clinging to him, and pulls her into a tight hug, their bodies pressed together in a messy, loving embrace.

He wraps his arms around her, his hands sliding to her bare back, gripping her tightly as he buries his face in her hair. “I love you too, princess,” he murmurs, his voice rough but tender, his cock still hard against her stomach as they hug. Minji clings to him, her arms around his neck, her face pressed to his shoulder, her breaths shaky but full of love.

They stay like that for a long moment, hugging tightly, their bodies pressed together, the scent of her piss and sweat mingling in the air. The grandfather’s hands move slowly, caressing her bare skin, his love for her evident in every touch, while Minji melts into him.

They kiss for what feels like forever, their lips moving in a desperate, loving rhythm, exchanging watery saliva in a messy tongue dance. Minji pulls back slightly, her breath shaky, her cheeks flushed as she looks into his eyes. “Grandpa… I’ve never felt like this before,” she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion, her love for him raw and unfiltered. “I didn’t know it could be… like this. So… intense.” She bites her lip, her body still buzzing from their earlier acts.

He chuckles softly, “You’re just starting to feel it, princess,” he says, "There’s so much more… so much I wanna show you.” He pauses, his eyes darkening with desire as he glances down at her exposed pussy, still glistening from his tongue. “You liked me tasting you, didn’t you? My little Minji… letting her grandpa eat her sweet little cunt.”.

Minji blushes, a shy smile tugging at her lips, her hands still resting on his chest. “Yeah… I did,” she admits, her voice soft, “It felt so good… I didn’t know it could feel like that.” She pauses, her curiosity taking over, her bratty side peeking through. “Can… can we do more? I wanna feel it again.” Her words are innocent but bold, her love for him driving her to explore further.

“Oh, we’re gonna do more,” he growls, his voice thick with lust, his hunger for her reigniting. “I want you on my face, Minji. Wanna taste you deeper… let you ride your grandpa’s tongue.”..he guides her off the table, lying back on the floor, the hardwood cool against his back as he positions himself beneath her.

Minji hesitates for a moment, her heart racing, but the look in his eyes—lustful, loving, commanding—makes her move. She straddles his face, her knees on either side of his head, her pussy hovering inches above his mouth. Her scent hits him immediately.. “Fuck, yes,” he groans, his hands gripping her thighs, pulling her down until her pussy presses against his lips...

Now the facesitting starts, He dives in, his rough tongue lapping at her clit, sucking on her lips, his mouth devouring her with a hunger that borders on feral.

Minji gasps, her hands gripping his hair, her hips moving on their own as she grinds against his face. “Grandpa… oh my God…” she moans, her voice a mix of love and pleasure, her body trembling as the sensation overwhelms her.

His tongue fucks into her pussy hole, lapping up every drop of her wetness, his nose pressed against her clit, breathing in her scent as he eats her out. She’s riding his face now, her movements clumsy but eager, her pussy soaking his mouth, the wet, slurping sounds filling the room. The taboo of it—sitting on her grandfather’s face, letting him devour her—makes her moan louder, her love for him pouring out in every sound.

The grandfather’s cock throbs harder, his face buried in her pussy, his hands squeezing her ass as he pulls her closer, his tongue relentless. But then, he feels her body tense, a familiar pressure building, and he knows what’s coming. Minji's about to piss again, she can't control her body..

“Do it, Minji,” he growls against her, his voice muffled, his lips still sucking on her clit. “Piss for me again… let your grandpa drink you.” His words are depraved, and Minji lets it go, she screams, a warm stream of piss gushing from her pussy, splashing into his mouth.

He opens his mouth wide, swallowing her piss greedily, the sharp, pungent taste mixing with her juices as he drinks her down. It’s nasty, so fucking nasty, but he loves it, the taboo of swallowing his granddaughter’s piss making his cock ache, pre-cum soaking his slacks. “Fuck, yes,” he groans, his voice garbled as he gulps, her piss dripping down his chin, soaking his chest. “So fucking good… my dirty little girl.” He keeps licking, his tongue lapping at her pussy as she pisses, the combination of her juices and piss a filthy cocktail that drives him wild.

Minji moans louder, her body trembling as she pisses into his mouth, the sensation of him drinking her sending a new wave of arousal through her. “I love you, Grandpa,” she gasps, her voice thick with emotion, her hips still grinding against his face. “I love you so much… feels so good…”

He pulls her off his face, his lips and chin dripping with her piss and juices, his breath ragged as he looks up at her, his eyes burning with love and lust. “I love you too, princess,” he rasps, his voice hoarse, his hands pulling her down into another tight hug. They collapse together on the floor, their bodies pressed close.

By now, he has tasted her pussy, her armpits, her piss, but his hunger for her—his own granddaughter—knows no bounds, and there’s one place he hasn’t claimed yet, the most forbidden part of her body.

He pulls back slightly, his eyes dark with lust. “Minji,” he rasps, his voice low and gravelly, his hands sliding to her hips, gripping her tightly.

Minji’s breath hitches, her body trembling as she feels the cool air on her naked skin, her position making her feel vulnerable in a way she hasn’t before. “Grandpa… where are you going…” she starts, her voice shaky, a mix of nervousness and curiosity in her tone. She glances back at him, her long black hair falling over her shoulder, her eyes wide with innocence, but she doesn’t pull away, her trust in him and the forbidden thrill of their acts keeping her in place.

He doesn’t answer with words. He spreads her ass cheeks with his rough hands, exposing her asshole fully, the tight, pink ring a stark contrast to the glistening wetness of her pussy just below. The scent hits him immediately, which is musky, earthy, a faint trace of her sweat and piss mixing with the raw, primal smell of her ass, the kind of nasty that makes his cock throb harder in his slacks. “Fuck, look at that,” he growls, his voice thick with lust, his thumbs rubbing circles on her cheeks as he takes in the sight. “My granddaughter’s perfect little asshole… its soo tight af and so fucking dirty, just for me.”

He starts eating and putting his tongue whole full inside Minji's shithole now..

The taste is filthy—bitter, earthy, with a tang of her sweat, the kind of nasty that should repulse him but instead drives him wild. He groans against her, the sound vibrating against her sensitive skin, his tongue lapping at her asshole with a hunger that borders on feral. “So fucking good,” he mutters, his voice muffled, his lips sucking on the tight shithole, pulling at the tender flesh as he feasts.

Minji gasps, her body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation, her hands gripping the floor as a soft moan escapes her lips. “Grandpa… oh my… that feels…soo good” she whimpers, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and pleasure, lt feels good in a way she didn’t expect—his rough tongue, the wet suction, the way he’s devouring her most private place. “Feels… so weird… but good,” she moans, her voice soft and breathy, her love for him mixing with the arousal coursing through her. she can’t help but push her ass back against his face, her body responding despite her racing mind.

He growls into her, his hands spreading her cheeks wider, his mouth fully eating her asshole with relentless hunger. His tongue fucks into her tight hole, pushing past the resistance, the bitter taste of her ass mixing with the faint sweetness of her sweat, driving him wild. He sucks harder, his lips pulling at her hole, his nose pressed against near the shithole areas, breathing in her scent as he feasts. “Fuck, Minji,” he groans, his voice garbled, his face buried in her ass. “Your asshole… so goddamn filthy, so fucking delicious. My little granddaughter… letting me eat her dirty little hole.” His words are crude, his praise dripping with depravity, but there’s a twisted affection in his tone, his love for her making the act feel intimate in the most perverse way.

Minji’s moans grow louder, her body trembling as the pleasure builds, her asshole clenching around his tongue, the sensation pushing her to the edge. “Grandpa… I… I love you,” she gasps, her voice thick with emotion, her love for him pouring out in the midst of the nasty act. She’s overwhelmed, the taboo of her own grandfather eating her ass—his tongue in her most private place—minji body shakes.

The grandfather’s face is still buried between Minji’s ass cheeks, his aged tongue lapping at her tight shithole. Her soft moans fill the room, her body trembling on her hands and knees....

He pulls back for a moment, his lips shiny with her juices, his breath hot and ragged as he looks at her perfect ass, the tight circle of her asshole glistening from his tongue.

“Minji, my sweet girl,” he rasps, his voice low and gravelly, but there’s a tenderness in his tone, a love that cuts through the depravity. “You’re so fucking beautiful… every part of you. Even this dirty little hole… its my life, you know that?.” He leans in again, his rough tongue swirling around her asshole, sucking on the tender flesh with a hunger that’s both primal and adoring, his groans vibrating against her skin.

Minji’s moans turn softer but loud, her body trembling as the sensation overwhelms her, but his words—his love—make her heart swell, her love for him pouring out in response.

“Grandpa… I love you so much,” she whimpers, her voice thick with emotion, her hands gripping the floor as she pushes her ass back against his face. “No one’s ever… loved me like this… made me feel so… so special.” Her words are a mix of innocence and arousal, her love for him so deep that the taboo act—her grandfather eating her ass—feels like the ultimate expression of their bond. She giggles suddenly, a light, breathy sound that cuts through the intensity, her bratty side peeking through. “You’re really… really into my butt, huh? What’s next, Grandpa, you gonna start calling it your ‘little love muffin’ or something?”

He chuckles against her asshole, the sound muffled but genuine, his tongue pausing for a moment as he pulls back to laugh. “Love muffin, huh?” he says, his voice hoarse with lust but tinged with humor, his hands squeezing her cheeks playfully. “Fuck, Minji, you’re gonna kill me with that ass of yours… but yeah, maybe I will. My little love muffin… tastes better than any damn dessert I’ve ever had.” he dives back in, his tongue fucking into her tight hole..

Minji laughs again, her giggles turning into moans as his tongue works her asshole, the sensation sending shivers through her body. “Grandpa, you’re so lovely!” she gasps, her voice a mix of amusement and pleasure, her love for him shining through in her playful tone.

“But… I love it… I love you… feels so good…” She’s never felt so loved, so cherished, as she does in this moment—her grandfather worshipping her most private place, his love for her so deep that even the dirtiest acts feel like a romantic vow.

He sucks harder on her asshole, his lips pulling her tight shithole circle, his tongue pushing deeper, the taste of her—bitter, sweaty, so fucking filthy—making him groan into her.

“Fuck, Minji,” he mutters, his voice muffled, his face buried in her ass. “You’re my everything… my perfect little girl… this ass, this dirty fucking hole… I’d die for it, you know that? Love you so goddamn much.”

Minji’s heart swells at his words, her moans turning into soft whimpers of love, “I love you too, Grandpa… always,” She tries to push her ass more against him, her movements eager but clumsy, her love for him driving her to give him more, to let him have every part of her.

Finally, the grandfather pulls back from Minji’s ass, his lips and chin glistening with her juices, his breath heavy as he looks at her trembling form on her hands and knees. Her soft moans and declarations of love still echo in his mind, their shared laughter and deep connection making the taboo act feel like a romantic ritual between them..

Minji clings to him, “Grandpa… I love you so much,” she murmurs “but… I feel kinda bad,” she admits, her voice trembling with innocence, her bratty side giving way to vulnerability.

“You’ve been… doing all this stuff for me… making me feel so good… but I haven’t done anything for you yet.” She bites her lip, “It’s not fair… I wanna make you feel good too.”

The grandfather’s heart swells at her words, his love for her deepening even more.. “Oh, Minji,” he says, his voice rough but warm, his hands cupping her face as he looks into her eyes. “You don’t have to do anything, princess… just having you here, loving you like this… it’s more than enough.” His words are heartfelt, his love for her so deep that he’d give her the world without expecting anything in return. But the thought of her wants to please him.

Minji shakes her head, her bratty determination kicking in, a small, playful smile tugging at her lips. “No, Grandpa, I wanna do it,” she says,. “I wanna try. For you.” She pauses, her cheeks flushing deeper as she glances down at the bulge in his slacks, her eyes widening slightly. “I mean… you’ve been so hard this whole time… I can tell! It's craving something from me, right? Let me… let me help.” Her words are innocent but earnest.

He chuckles softly, “You’re too good to me, Minji,” he says, his voice low and gravelly, a playful edge to his words. “Alright, princess… if you wanna make your old grandpa feel good, I’m not gonna stop you. But don’t say I didn’t warn you—I’m a bit of a mess down there after all this!” His humor lightens the moment, his laughter rumbling in his chest, but his cock throbs harder at the thought of her mouth on him, the taboo of his granddaughter giving him a blowjob making his pulse race.

Minji giggles as she reaches for his slacks, fumbling with the zipper. “I don’t care if you’re a mess,” she says, her voice soft but teasing, her bratty side peeking through. “You’ve been… eating my butt, Grandpa! I think I can handle a little mess.” Her laughter is light and genuine. She finally gets his slacks open, pulling them down along with his boxers, his cock springing free—thick, veined, and leaking pre-cum, the scent of his arousal mixing with the faint musk of his age.

Her eyes widen at the sight,. “It’s… so big,” she whispers, her voice a mix of awe and nervousness, her cheeks flushing deeper. But her love for him drives her forward, her hands wrapping around his dick...She leans down, her long hair falling over her shoulders, and presses a soft, experimental kiss to the tip, her lips brushing against the pre-cum, the salty taste making her blink in surprise. “It’s… kinda salty,” she says, her voice curious, a small giggle escaping her as she looks up at him, her innocence making the moment both funny and deeply tender.

The grandfather groans, his hands gripping her hair gently, his head tipping back as her lips touch his cock. “Fuck, Minji,” he rasps, his voice thick with arousal, his love for her pouring out in his tone. “You’re killing me… my sweet girl… so fucking perfect.” she has her willingness to please him, makes his heart swell, his cock throbbing harder as she starts to explore him with her mouth. She takes the tip past her lips, her tongue swirling around it clumsily, her inexperience evident but her eagerness making up for it. Her mouth is warm, wet, and so fucking delicious, her saliva mixing with his pre-cum, the taste of her still lingering on his tongue as he watches her, his love for her deepening with every second.

Minji moans softly around his cock, the vibration sending a jolt through him, her hands stroking the base as she takes him deeper, her lips stretching around his thickness. She’s clumsy, her movements unsure, but her love for him drives her to keep going, her tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft, her saliva dripping down as she sucks. “Am I… doing okay, Grandpa?” she mumbles around him, her voice muffled, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of curiosity and affection..

He groans louder, his hands tightening in her hair, his hips bucking slightly as her mouth works him over. “You’re doing fucking amazing, princess,” he says, his voice hoarse with pleasure, his love for her evident in every word. “My little Minji… sucking her grandpa’s cock like a good girl… love you so fucking much.” His words are crude but heartfelt, his arousal mixing with his deep affection, the taboo of her blowjob—his granddaughter’s mouth on him—pushing him to the edge. He chuckles suddenly, a playful edge to his tone as he adds, “Careful, though… don’t want you choking on your old man’s dick..”

Minji giggles around his cock, the sound muffled but genuine, her eyes sparkling with humor as she pulls back slightly to laugh. “Grandpa, you’re so bad!” she says, her voice teasing, her lips shiny with spit and pre-cum as she strokes him with her hand. “I’m trying my best… it’s my first time, you know!” Her laughter is light and playful, their shared humor making the moment feel intimate and fun, their love for each other shining through in their banter. She dives back in, her mouth taking him deeper, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her love for him driving her to please him..

Minji pulls back from her grandfather’s cock, her lips swollen and glossy with spit and pre-cum, her breath shaky as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Her long black hair is a mess, strands sticking to her sweaty forehead..

Her grandfather pats her head, praising her for the amazing blowjob she did.

Minji smiles shyly, her cheeks flushing with a mix of pride and embarrassment, her innocence shining through as she looks up at him. “I’m glad I made you feel good, Grandpa,” she says...But then her expression shifts, a flicker of curiosity and desire crossing her face, her bratty side peeking through as she bites her lip.

“Um… Grandpa,” she starts, “do you think… maybe we should… you know, fuck?” Her words are this time direct..

The grandfather’s eyes widen, his heart racing at her words, a mix of arousal and concern swirling in his chest. His cock twitches at the thought—fucking his granddaughter, taking her virginity, burying himself in her tight, untouched pussy—but he quickly shakes his head, his protective instincts kicking in.

“No, Minji,” he says firmly, his voice gentle but resolute, his hands cupping her face as he looks into her eyes. “Not that… not your pussy. That’s your main virginity, princess… I can’t take that from you. It’s too much… too special. I love you too much to do that.” His words are heartfelt, his love for her so deep that he’s willing to deny his own desires to protect her..

Minji pouts, "But Grandpa… I want to,” she whines. “I love you… I want to feel it… I don’t care about my virginity… I just-.” Her words are raw, her love for him pouring out...She’s curious, eager to experience everything with him..

He chuckles softly, “Oh, Minji,” he says,. “You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that? So damn stubborn… just like your grandma was.” His words lightens the moment, his laughter rumbling in his chest, but his eyes are serious as he pulls back to look at her.

“I can’t take your virginity, sweetheart…You'll regret it in the future if I take it from you. I'm not gonna marry you.. It might cause you pregnant.. ", he continues.. "but… there’s something else we can do. Something just as close… if you’re sure you want it.”

His voice drops lower, a hint of lust creeping in, his hands sliding to her hips as he waits for her response.

Minji tilts her head, her curiosity piqued, “Something else?” she asks, “What do you mean, Grandpa? I… I wanna be close to you… I wanna feel it!!.”

He takes a deep breath. “We can… try it in your ass, Minji,” he says “It’s not your virginity… not like that. But it’s still close… still special. And we'll be gentle...”

Minji’s eyes widen, a flicker of nervousness crossing her face, but her love for him and her curiosity outweigh her fear,. “In my… ass?” she says, “That… that sounds kinda… great!!…… I trust you, Grandpa!!. I love you… and I wanna be close to you… like that.” Her words are shy but earnest..

“I love you too, Minji… more than anything,” he murmurs,... “We’ll go slow…"

Minji nods, “I trust you, Grandpa,”.. “But I'm a little scared..Just… don’t laugh if I scream a little, okay? I’ve seen stuff online… this sounds like it’s gonna be a lot!”

He chuckles, his laughter warm and genuine, his hands sliding to her hips as he helps her back onto her hands and knees, positioning her on the floor. “No promises, princess,” he teases, his voice playful but loving, his humor lightening the moment. “But I’ll be gentle… we’ll take it one step at a time. You’re gonna be okay, I swear.” he spreads her ass cheeks, her tight, glistening asshole coming into view, still wet from his earlier licking. He now aims his cock inside to her shithole.

He doesn’t have lube, but her ass is already slick from his tongue, and he spits into his hand multiple times, rubbing the saliva onto his cock and then onto her asshole, working the wetness around her tight ring to ease the way. “Gonna get you ready, okay?” he says, his voice low and soothing, his free hand rubbing her lower back as he presses a finger against her asshole, slowly pushing it in to help her relax. “Just breathe, Minji… nice and slow… relax for me. I’ve got you.”

Minji takes a deep breath.

She nods, her breath shaky, and follows his instructions, pushing out as he presses forward, the tip of his cock breaching her tight shithole. The stretch is immediate and intense, a burning pain shooting through her as her asshole resists the intrusion, the lack of natural lubrication making it feel raw and tight despite the spit.

"Oh… oh God, Grandpa!” she cries out, her hands gripping the floor as tears prick her eyes. “It hurts… it hurts a lot…” Her body tenses, her anal sphincter clenching around him, the pain is high. This is her first time crying.

He freezes, his heart aching at her cry, his hands rubbing soothing circles on her hips as he pauses, only the tip of his cock inside her. “I’m sorry, Minji… I’m so sorry,” he says, his voice thick with emotion, his love for her making her pain feel like his own. “We can stop if it’s too much… I don’t wanna hurt you, princess. I love you so much.” but his cock throbs inside her, the tightness of her ass.. The fucking his granddaughter in the ass makes his arousal almost unbearable.

Minji shakes her head, her breath shaky, “No… don’t stop,” she whispers, her hands gripping the floor as she pushes back slightly. “I… I want this to happen… I wanna be close to you… I love you, Grandpa.” She giggles through her tears, her bratty humor breaking through as she adds, “I… I guess my butt’s not ready for the big leagues yet, But… keep going… I can take it.”

He chuckles softly, his laughter warm and affectionate, his hands squeezing her hips as he starts to move again, his thrusts slow and careful. “You’re a ffuckingchamp, Minji,” he says as he eases into her, tearing her asshole inch by inch.

“My little granddaughter… taking her grandpa’s cock like a pro… love you so much.”

Minji moans softly, the pain starting to fade into a deep, intense pleasure as her body adjusts, the fullness of his cock in her ass making her pussy throb, her clit aching as she feels him move inside her. “Grandpa… it’s… it’s starting to feel good,” she gasps, her voice a mix of awe and pleasure, her hands gripping the floor as she pushes back against him, her love for him making the act feel intimate, even romantic, despite the initial pain. “I love you… I love this… being close to you like this…” Her words are raw, her emotions pouring out, the taboo of anal sex with her grandfather turning into a profound expression of their bond, her innocence giving way to a new, shared intimacy.

He groans, his thrusts picking up slightly, his hands gripping her hips as he fucks her ass, the tightness of her body making his cock throb, pre-cum leaking inside her as he moves. “I love you too, Minji… my perfect girl… my everything,” he rasps, his voice thick with emotion, his love for her deepening with every thrust.. He moans as he releases a big load of cum inside her shithole.. Minju screams also in pain and satisfaction.. Both loses their energy and collapses down on the floor..

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How the King fucked his servant ;)

Male reader or Y/N x IU (Lee Jieun)

!you as the King of Goryeo dynasty and IU as regular servant/dishwasher/slave.

Kinks: Rough fucking, pussy eating, pissing, squirting, begging to stop, armpit licks, lots of mouthful kissing

This happens to be around the ancient times. It’s the Goryeo dynasty, a time of lavish palaces, temples, and strict traditions in Gaegyeong, the bustling capital. You, Y/n, are the King.. You're tall, muscular, young ruler with a chiseled jaw. As a king, you're loved by the people, but let’s be real: you’re also a horny dude who enjoys the perks of being King. Your word is absolute, but traditions are strict—marrying a lowly servant girl like Lee Jieun? No way, Jose. The nobles would lose their minds. Still, that doesn’t stop you from eyeing the cute girls who clean your palace.

Lee Jieun, or IU as the other servant girls call her, is a young, probably teenage, 5’2” pixie of a girl—skinny, pale as porcelain, with a cute face that could melt hearts. Her big, dark eyes and pouty lips make her stand out, even in her plain, slightly tattered hanbok. She’s one of the many girls who scrub floors, wash dishes, and cook for the royal household. Jieun’s life is tough—hauling buckets, sweating over fires, and dodging the wrath of grumpy supervisors. But she’s got a feisty spark, and lately, she’s been catching your attention. You’ve heard the other servant girls gossip about “IU” and her clumsy moments, so her name’s already stuck in your head.

It’s a sweltering summer day in the palace. You’re lounging in the open courtyard, shirtless as usual. You’re sipping rice wine from a glass, watching the girl servants bustle around. Jieun’s there, carrying a tray of dishes to the kitchen with a lot of glasses. She’s sweating as fuck, her hanbok sticking to her tiny frame, and you can’t help but notice the way she smells—salty, musky, delicious. Your nose twitches. Damn, you love that sweaty scent. It’s like catnip to you.

Jieun’s distracted, sneaking glances at your ripped torso. Oh gods, she thinks, the King’s chest is like a damn sculpture. Is he trying to kill me? Her cheeks flush, and her pussy tingles just a bit—shit, she’s horny. She’s never been this close to you before, and your half-naked vibe is messing with her head. She trips over a stone, and CRASH! The tray slips, and a glass shatters on the ground, right near your feet.

The other servants gasp. Jieun freezes, dropping to her knees. “Your Majesty! I’m so sorry!” she squeaks, her voice shaky but sweet. That voice—fuck, it’s like honey to your ears.

You stand up, towering over her tiny frame. “Clumsy, aren’t you, Jieun?” you say, smirking. Your eyes lock with hers, and for a second, it’s electric. She’s trembling, but her gaze flicks to your abs, then back up. Is she checking me out? you think, your dick twitching under your robe.

“I-I didn’t mean to, Your Majesty,” she stammers, bowing low. “I’ll clean it up!”

You crouch down, close enough to catch another whiff of her sweaty scent. “Look at me,” you say, voice low. She lifts her head, her cute face all red. Your eyes burn into hers, and she bites her lip.

“Be careful next time, Jieun,” you say, standing up. “I like my glasses… and my girls, unbroken.” You wink, and her jaw drops. Did the King just flirt? She scrambles to clean the shards, her heart pounding. You walk away, already thinking about her cute face and that smell. She’s trouble, and you like it.

It’s been a few days since the glass incident, and Jieun’s been on your radar. You catch glimpses of her scrubbing floors or carrying laundry, always stealing looks at her tiny, sweaty body. She’s been careful, but today, she fucks up big time.

You’re in the throne hall, shirtless again, sprawled on your throne like a goddamn lion. Your mother suddenly storms in, her face is damn red with anger. She’s clutching a broken piece of jade—a priceless hairpin, a family heirloom from your grandmother.

“Y/n!” she snaps, waving the shattered jade. “That clumsy servant girl broke my hairpin! My hairpin! Do you know how precious this was?”

You sit up, frowning. “Which girl?”

“Lee Jieun, that little klutz!” your mother huffs. “She was dusting my chambers and knocked it off the table. I want her punished! Death or jail, Y/n—she’s useless!”

Your cock stirs at the mention of Jieun’s name. Oh, fuck yeah, my clumsy cutie. But you keep a straight face. “Mother, calm down,” you say, leaning back. “Death? For a hairpin? That’s a bit much.”

“A bit much?!” your mother shrieks. “This is an heirloom! Tradition demands respect!”

“Alright, alright,” you say, raising a hand. “I’ll handle it. Where’s Jieun now?”

“In the courtyard, sniveling,” your mother says, crossing her arms. “Do something, Y/n. Don’t be soft.”

You grin. “Oh, I’ll punish her, Mother. Don’t worry.” Punish her real good, you think, your dick already half-hard at the thought of Jieun’s sweaty little body squirming under you.

You head to the courtyard, where Jieun’s kneeling by a pile of laundry, her head bowed. She’s shaking, her pale skin flushed from crying. The other servants are whispering, keeping their distance. You tower over her, your shadow swallowing her tiny frame.

“Jieun,” you say, voice deep and teasing. “You’ve been naughty, haven’t you?”

She looks up, her big eyes wet with tears. “Your Majesty, I-I’m so sorry!” she says, her voice that sweet, sexy pitch you love. “I was dusting, and the hairpin fell. I didn’t mean to break it!”

You crouch down, getting a hit of her scent. Fuck, she smells like heaven. “That was my mother's hairpin,” you say, pretending to be mad. “You know what happens to clumsy girls, don’t you?”

Jieun’s lip trembles. “P-Prison? Or… worse?” Oh gods, I’m dead, she thinks. But why’s he looking at me like that? Like he wants to eat me? Her pussy twitches.

You smirk, leaning closer. “Death’s too boring,” you say, your voice dripping with mischief. “I’ve got a better idea. You’re gonna make this up to me… personally.”

Her eyes widen. “P-Personally? Your Majesty, I’m just a servant! I can’t—”

You grin, your cock already hard under your loose silk pants. “Oh, you can, Jieun,” you say, stepping closer. You’re towering over her short frame, your muscular, shirtless chest gleaming in the dim lantern light. You lean down, your face inches from hers, your breath hot on her cute little lips.

IU's heart pounds so loud she thinks you can hear it. Oh gods, he’s so close! Is he gonna kiss me? His lips look so… big. But I’m just a servant—this is wrong! She’s nervous as hell, her pussy tingling despite herself. Jieun panics in her head.

You don’t wait for her to say shit. You grab her tiny face with one hand, your fingers rough on her soft, pale cheeks, and crash your lips onto hers. She gasps, her hands pushing weakly at your chest, but you’re too fucking strong—your tall, muscular body doesn’t even budge. You force your tongue into her mouth, tasting her—her lips are fresh but there’s a raw, dirty edge to her, probably from slaving away all day. Her saliva mixes with yours, wet and messy, and you groan into her mouth. Fuck, she tastes like heaven and sin.

Jieun squirms, her tiny body trying to pull back, but your grip’s like iron. “Mmph—Your Majesty!” she mumbles against your lips, her voice muffled. Her hands push harder, but it’s like a kitten fighting a tiger. Slowly, her resistance fades—she can’t help it. Your tongue’s too good, swirling with hers, and the kiss turns into a dirty, passionate French kiss. Saliva drips down her chin, and she’s panting, her body betraying her as her pussy gets wetter. Oh no, this is so wrong… I can’t stop myself, Jieun thinks, her mind spinning.

You pull back for a second, a string of spit connecting your lips to hers. “Fuck, Jieun, your mouth’s so damn tasty,” you growl, licking your lips. “All sweaty and dirty—just how I like it.” You smirk, your voice dripping with lust. “Bet your pussy’s even better.”

Her eyes go wide, her face redder than the maroon on her hanbok. “Y-Your Majesty, please!” she squeaks, her voice that sweet, sexy pitch you love. “This isn’t right—I’m just a—”

“Shut up,” you snap, grabbing the collar of her yellow hanbok. “You broke my mother’s shit, Jieun. Now you’re mine to break.” With one rough tug, you rip the fabric open, the black polka dots tearing apart to reveal her pale, skinny little body. Her small tits are bare underneath—no fancy undergarments for a servant girl. She gasps, her hands flying to cover herself, but you grab her wrists and pin them above her head, your big hand easily holding both of hers.

“Nooo! Please, Your Majesty!” Jieun cries, her voice trembling as she tries to twist away. Her long green skirt still clings to her hips, but her top’s in shreds, hanging off her shoulders. She’s scared, her heart racing, but deep down, her body’s betraying her again—her nipples are hard, and her pussy’s throbbing. He’s so rough—I’m terrified! IU's thoughts are a chaotic mess.

You laugh, low and dirty, your free hand yanking at her skirt. “Look at you, squirming like a little slut,” you say, your voice thick with lust. “You’re scared, huh? But I bet your cunt’s dripping for me already.” You tear the green skirt off, the fabric ripping loudly, leaving her completely naked on the mat. Her pale skin glows in the lantern light, her tiny body trembling under your gaze. You can smell her even more now—sweaty, musky, fucking delicious. Your cock’s rock-hard, straining against your pants.

Jieun’s shaking, tears in her eyes, but her pussy’s glistening, and you can see it. “Please… I’m sorry,” she whispers, her voice breaking. But her body’s telling a different story, and you’re too horny to care about her pleas.

You smirk, eyeing a low wooden bed nearby, covered with a silk blanket. “Time to play, my little slave,” you growl, stepping closer. You bend down and grab her tiny ass with both hands, your big fingers digging into her soft, sweaty cheeks. “Fuck, your ass is so small,” you laugh, squeezing hard. “Barely a handful!”

Jieun gasps, her body jolting. “Y-Your Majesty, please don't touch me like that!” she whimpers, her voice shaky. She tries to squirm away, but your grip’s too strong.

You don’t care about her protests. You slide your hands up her skinny frame, groping her small tits—barely a handful, just like her ass. “Look at these tiny fucking tits,” you say, chuckling as you squeeze them hard, your thumbs brushing her hard nipples. “Like little peaches, but I bet they taste better.” Her pale skin flushes under your rough touch, her sweat making her body slick.

Jieun bites her lip, tears welling in her eyes. “Stop… please sir!,” she whispers, her voice breaking. She feels violated, her mind screaming to escape, but your strength pins her in place. He’s too big—I can’t fight him.

You laugh, loving how helpless she looks. “You’re my little slave snack, Jieun,” you say, your voice low and dirty. “I’m gonna eat you up.” You scoop her up like she weighs nothing—your strong arms lifting her 5’2” frame easily—and toss her onto the nearby bed. She lands on the silk blanket with a soft thud, her sweaty body bouncing slightly, her dark hair spilling around her.

“No—!” Jieun cries, trying to crawl away, but you’re on her in a second, pinning her down with your weight. You grab her face again, your fingers digging into her cheeks, and slam your lips onto hers. It’s rough, messy, your tongue forcing its way into her mouth. “Mmph!” she moans, her hands weakly pushing at your chest. You again taste her lips, her saliva, eating her mouth like she’s a fucking meal—wet, sloppy, and desperate.

“I’m gonna taste every fucking inch of you,” you growl against her lips, biting her bottom lip hard enough to make her yelp.

You ignore her, too lost in her taste. You move down, kissing and licking her belly, your tongue tracing her skin. “So fucking tasty,” you mutter, your hands gripping her skinny thighs to keep her still. You move back up to her neck, sucking hard, leaving red marks, then kiss her hands, tasting the salt on her fingers. Finally, you go back to her lips, kissing her again, your tongue deep in her mouth, eating her up like she’s your last meal.

Jieun’s moaning softly, her body reacting even though her mind’s begging for it to stop. “Ngh… ahh,” she gasps, her cheeks wet with tears. I can’t stop moaning—it feels good, but I hate it! I just want this to end, she thinks, her tiny body trembling under you. Jieun’s thoughts are overwhelmed with discomfort.

You pull back, grinning down at her, your lips shiny with her sweat and spit. “You’re my little slave feast, Jieun,” you say, your voice thick with lust. “And I’m just getting started.”

Her moans are mixed with soft sobs, and you’re fucking loving it—her discomfort just makes you hornier. You grab her skinny arms, pinning them above her head with one hand, exposing her clean, nearly hairless armpits. There’s just a faint hint of stubble, barely noticeable, and the skin’s glistening with sweat, her “armpit waters” dripping down her side. The musky, salty scent hits you hard, and your cock throbs in your pants. Fuck, that’s my jam.

“Look at these pretty little armpits,” you growl, your voice low and dirty. “All sweaty and ripe for me.” You dive in, pressing your face and tongue into her right armpit, your tongue lapping up her sweat like it’s fucking nectar. It’s slick and warm, her “armpit juices” coating your tongue—salty, tangy, with that raw, unwashed edge that drives you wild. You groan loudly, slurping and eating it up, your lips smacking as you eat her armpit like a starving man. “Fuck, Jieun, your pit sweat tastes so damn good,” you mutter, your tongue digging into every crevice, licking up every drop of her armpit waters.

IU is squirming hard now, her tiny body thrashing under you. “Please, stop—it’s dirty! I haven't clean it!” This is so disgusting! I hate this—his tongue, ugh, it’s so gross! she thinks, her mind reeling with revulsion. Her body’s still slick with sweat, but she’s not turned on anymore—just scared and ashamed of herself that she doesn't bath regularly although the king is licking off her armpirs.

You laugh against her armpit, the sound muffled as you keep licking, your tongue swirling over her clean skin, savoring the faint prick of her tiny stubble. “Dirty? That’s why I love it, my little slave,” you say, pulling back just to dive into her other armpit. You lick harder, slurping up her sweat, your lips sucking on her skin like it’s a fucking delicacy. “Your armpit waters are my dessert,” you groan, your free hand sliding down her trembling body to her virgin pussy.

You don’t waste time—you shove two fingers into her tight, untouched cunt, rough and deep, stretching her open. Her pussy’s a little wet from before, but now it’s just her body’s natural reaction—she’s not into this at all. “Ahhh! Your Majesty, it hurts!” Jieun screams, her voice raw as she sobs, her legs kicking weakly. Her pussy clenches around your fingers, so tight it’s almost painful for her, and you can feel her walls stretching, her virginity starting to give way under your rough touch.

“Fuck, your cunt’s so tight,” you growl, fingering her harder, your fingers pumping in and out with no mercy. Her pussy lips part slightly, her virgin hole opening up bit by bit as you force your way deeper. “Gonna loosen you up real good, Jieun.” You keep licking her armpit, your tongue lapping up the last of her sweat, your lips smacking loudly as you eat her armpit while your fingers fuck her pussy raw.

Jieun’s crying harder now, her sobs shaking her tiny frame. “Your Majesty, please… stop!” she begs, her voice hoarse. She’s fighting as much as she can, her arms pulling against your grip, her legs trying to close, but she’s too weak. Her pussy’s burning from your rough fingers, and her armpits feel raw from your licking—she’s never felt so violated.

You pull your face from her armpit, your lips shiny with her sweat, and grin down at her. “Cry all you want bitch,” you say, your fingers still pumping into her tight pussy. “I’m just getting started with you.”

You pull your fingers out of her tight cunt, her juices coating them, and smirk down at her. “Time to eat that sweet little pussy, my dirty slave,” you growl, grabbing her skinny thighs and spreading them wide. Her pussy’s pink and puffy.. Its raw and fucking perfect.

You dive in like a starving beast, your mouth latching onto her cunt with no warning. “Fuck, your pussy’s dripping for me,” you mutter against her folds, your tongue lapping up her juices like it’s a goddamn feast. You’re rough as hell, sucking hard on her clit, your lips smacking loudly as you eat her out. Her pussy juices are tangy and slick, coating your tongue, and you groan, slurping them up, your face buried deep between her thighs. “So fucking tasty, you little slut,” you say, biting her pussy lips lightly, making her scream.

Jieun’s crying harder, her hands clawing at the silk blanket. “Your Majesty, nooo! Ujmmmmhmmm ahh!” she sobs, her voice raw and desperate. She tries to close her legs, but it ain't possible, your whole head and face is between them and keeps them spread... Your fingers digging into her thighs hard enough to leave bruises.

Due to IU has never felt such satisfaction that her most sensitive part, vagina being eaten, Her pussy clenches, her stomach tightens, and suddenly—oh no!—she loses it. She pisses over.

Without warning, Jieun squirts hard, her juices gushing out, mixed with a hot stream of piss, right onto your face. “Ahhh!” she screams, her body convulsing as she soaks you, the liquid splashing over your mouth and chin. She’s horrified, her eyes wide with panic. I—I peed on the King! I’m dead! she thinks, her sobs turning into panicked gasps. Jieun’s thoughts are pure terror.

You pull back for a second, her squirt and piss dripping down your face, but you fucking love it. Your kink’s in overdrive, and the tangy, salty mix of her fluids is like a drug. You open your mouth, drinking it all down, gulping her squirt and piss like it’s fine wine. “Fuck yes, you dirty little bitch,” you groan, licking your lips. “You taste so fucking good—piss and all.” You laugh, wiping your chin with the back of your hand, your eyes glinting with something darker.

Jieun’s shaking, tears streaming down her face. “I-I’m sorry, Your Majesty! I didn’t mean to!” she cries, her voice trembling. He’s going to kill me…

You stand up, towering over her, your face wet with her fluids. You take this as an advantage to do more stuff now. “Didn’t mean to?” you snarl, your voice low and dangerous. “You pissed on your King, you filthy slave. You think that’s okay?” You grab her by the hair, yanking her up to her knees on the bed. “Time to teach you a fucking lesson.”

“No, please—!” Jieun begs, but you don’t listen. You shove her down onto her stomach, her tiny ass sticking up, and bring your hand down hard on her pale cheeks. SMACK! The sound echoes in the room, and she screams, her body jolting. “Ahh! Your Majesty, I’m sorry!” she sobs, her ass turning red from the first hit.

“You’re gonna learn, you little cunt,” you growl, spanking her again—SMACK!—harder this time, your big hand leaving a bright red mark on her skinny ass. “Pissing on me like a fucking animal? You’re gonna pay.” You hit her again and again, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!, her ass cheeks jiggling with each brutal slap, turning bright red and raw. You don’t stop there—you slap her back, her thighs, even her small tits when you flip her over, your hand raining down on her sweaty, trembling body.

Her body’s covered in red marks, her ass and thighs burning from your spanking.

Your cock’s rock-hard, straining against your silk pants, and you’re ready to take this punishment to the next level. Now, you grab her by the hair and yank her up to her knees again.

Jieun’s trembling, her sobs choking her as she looks up at you with terrified eyes.

You pull them down, letting your long, thick, strong-as-fuck dick spring free—big, veiny, and throbbing with need. It’s massive compared to her tiny frame, and her eyes widen in horror. “Open your fucking mouth, Jieun,” you command, your voice low and dangerous. “You’re gonna take my cock down your throat like the dirty slut you are.”

Jieun shakes her head weakly, her hands clutching the silk blanket. “No… please, I can’t— Its too big..” she starts, but you don’t give her a choice. You tighten your grip on her hair, pulling hard enough to make her yelp, and force her mouth open with your other hand, shoving your thumb into her jaw to pry it wide. “I said open,” you growl, and before she can protest, you shove your massive dick into her mouth, pushing it deep in one rough thrust.

“Grrkk!” Jieun gags hard, her throat convulsing as your cock fills her mouth completely, the head hitting the back of her throat. Her tiny hands push at your thighs, trying to pull away, but you’re too strong. You pull her hair tighter, using it like a leash, and start facefucking her with brutal force, thrusting your hips hard. Your dick goes deeper with each thrust, forcing its way down her throat, stretching her to her limit. “Fuck, your throat’s so tight,” you groan, your voice thick with lust. “Take it, you little bitch.”

Jieun’s struggling to breathe, her gags loud and wet—glurk, glurk, glurk!—as saliva and pre-cum drip down her chin, soaking her chest. Her eyes turn red, tears streaming down her face as she chokes on your cock, her throat burning with every thrust. She can’t get enough air, her chest heaving desperately, but you don’t stop. “Your Majesty… mmph… please!” she tries to mumble around your dick, but it’s just garbled noise. I can’t breathe—he’s killing me! My throat… it hurts so much! she thinks, her mind spinning with panic.

You don’t care—you’re lost in the pleasure, your cock slamming into her throat over and over, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room. Her gagging just makes it better, the vibrations sending shocks through your dick. But her throat’s taking real damage now. the repeated, forceful thrusting is causing trauma to her pharynx and larynx which are the delicate tissues in her throat.. Her gag reflex, triggered repeatedly, is overworking her throat muscles, leading to strain.

“Fuck, I’m gonna ruin this throat,” you growl, thrusting even deeper, your balls slapping against her chin. You can feel her throat spasming around your cock, her gags getting weaker as she starts to lose the fight. Her face is a mess—red eyes, tear-streaked cheeks, spit and pre-cum dripping everywhere. You pull her hair harder, forcing her to take every inch, your dick buried so deep she can’t even scream anymore—just choked, desperate gasps.

You take it even further, wanting to push her small mouth to its breaking point. You pull out just long enough to smear your cock across her face, slapping her cheeks with it—slap, slap!—leaving wet streaks of spit and pre-cum on her skin. “Look at you, all messy and fucked up,” you laugh, then force your dick back into her mouth, this time tilting her head back so you can thrust straight down her throat. You hold her there, your cock buried to the hilt, cutting off her air completely. “Choke on it, bitch,” you growl, watching her eyes roll back as she gags and sputters, her face turning red from lack of oxygen.

IU's body jerks, her hands slapping weakly at your legs, her muffled screams vibrating around your dick. Her throat’s taking more damage now—the constant thrusting and lack of air are causing swelling in her pharynx, and the microtears in her throat lining are worsening, leading to more inflammation. Her vocal cords are strained to the point of potential temporary damage, which could leave her voice raspy or even silent for days. Her jaw’s aching, the muscles overworked from being forced open so wide for so long.

You finally pull out after what feels like forever, letting her collapse onto the bed, gasping and coughing, her chest heaving as she tries to breathe. Her small mouth is a wreck—lips swollen and throat raw and damaged, spit and pre-cum dripping everywhere.

As Jieun lies on the bed, her tiny body being completely broken through the tiredness of deepthroat, you stand over her, your muscular, shirtless body towering, your massive cock still hard and dripping with her spit. You’re not done with her—not by a long shot.

“Time to fuck that virgin pussy, my little slave,” you growl, grabbing her skinny legs and spreading them wide. Her pussy’s pink and puffy from your earlier eating, glistening with her juices, but she’s too broken to feel anything but fear now. You position yourself between her thighs, your cock hovering over her untouched cunt, and smirk. “This is gonna hurt, IU. But you deserve it.”

You don’t give a fuck about her pleas. You line your thick, veiny cock up with her tight pussy and thrust in hard, forcing your way into her virgin hole in one brutal motion. Her pussy’s so tight it resists you, but you push through, tearing her hymen with a sickening pop. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight!” you groan, your cock stretching her walls as you bury yourself deep inside her, your balls slapping against her ass.

“AAAAAA!” Jieun screams, her voice piercing the room, the loudest she’s ever screamed. Her tiny body arches off the bed, her hands clawing at the silk blanket as pain rips through her. Her pussy burns like it’s on fire, the stretch unbearable as your massive dick forces her open. “AAAAAA! OHHWWW MAJESTY AHAHHS!” she shrieks, her voice raw and desperate, tears pouring down her face.

You don’t stop—you start fucking her hard, your hips slamming into her with no mercy, each thrust rougher than the last. “Take it, you little slut,” you growl, grabbing her skinny hips to hold her in place as you pound her pussy. Her tight walls grip your cock like a vice, “Fuck, your virgin cunt feels so good,” you say, your voice thick with lust. You thrust deeper, your cock hitting her cervix, making her scream even louder.

“AAAAAA! YOUR MAJESTY, PLEASE!!” Jieun wails, her screams echoing in the room, her small body shaking with every brutal thrust. Her pussy’s being stretched beyond its limit, the pain searing through her, and she can’t do anything but scream and cry. Her hands grip the blanket so hard her knuckles turn white, her face contorted in agony.

You keep fucking her relentlessly, your cock slamming into her over and over, her screams just fueling your lust. Its her punishment which is way better for her than what your mother ordered you to.

As you continue, IU sobs into the blanket, her tiny ass trembling as you force her into a doggy-style position, her knees barely holding her up. “No… please… it hurts…” she whimpers, her voice breaking, but you ignore her. You slap her ass again—SMACK!—harder this time, leaving a fresh red handprint, then grab her hips and slam your cock back into her pussy from behind, thrusting even deeper than before. “AAAAAA!” she screams, her voice piercing, her body jolting forward with the force of your thrust.

“Fuck, your cunt’s still so tight,” you groan, pounding her relentlessly, your hips slapping against her sore ass with every brutal thrust. “You’re my little virgin whore, Jieun—gonna fuck you ‘til you break.” You spank her again—SMACK! SMACK!—each hit making her scream louder, her ass turning bright red and raw. You pull her hair again, yanking her head back so hard her neck strains, and lean down to growl in her ear. “Scream all you want my servant. No one’s gonna save you.”

You keep fucking her, not noticing—or caring—that she’s on the edge. “Take it, you fucking slut,” you growl, thrusting harder, your cock slamming into her limp body.

“You’re my little cumdump, Jieun,” you snarl, your voice thick with lust. “Gonna fill this filthy cunt with my seed—make you mine forever.” You grab her skinny hips, pulling her onto your cock as you fuck her harder, your balls tightening as you feel your climax building.

“Fuck… here it comes, you worthless whore,” you groan, thrusting as deep as you can, your cock buried to the hilt inside her ruined pussy. You cum hard, your orgasm hitting you like a wave, and you unleash a massive load deep inside her. Thick ropes of cum shoot into her womb, one after another, your cock pulsing as you empty yourself into her. It’s a huge amount, more than her tiny body can handle—your cum fills her pussy, some of it leaking out around your cock, mixing with her blood and juices, dripping onto the silk blanket.

Finally, with one last scream of—Ahhhhh!—as IU receives the cum, her body goes slack, her eyes closing as she passes out, her tiny frame unable to handle any more. Her head lolls to the side, her breathing shallow, her body a broken mess beneath you.

[importantpuppystarfish]

please do more armpits stuff!

the hanni & minji x m reader is crazy good, most writers when they include armpits were not as thorough as you

also, top 5 armpits in kpop?

Minji - i wish i could worship her armpits like a god. Mmm damm man, I would give up a lot of things for just licking, sucking and tasting her sweaty armpits.. Would lick up and swallow her whole armpit sweat juices with my mouthful tongue..🤤🤤.. She is soo delicious 🥹🥹😭😭..

2. Minju- miss her a lot. Used to crave for her armpits due to her visuals and sexy body a lot during her Iz*one days. Finally saw her armpits on her kdrama. They look very delicious ❤️.. Wish we could smash & fuck her in that swimming pool (damn I'm getting a lot of kinks and fantasies in mind)

3. Leeseo - very fresh and young armpits 😍. Must be hella good to lick and eat. I can see a little bit of hair on those armpits👀, gonna pull with my teeth and bite her armpits to tease her while im eating her armpit juices like a starving man😋😋

4. Wonyoung- most sexiest girl in the universe. I wish she just pulls my face and forces my mouth deep inside her armpits 🥹🥹.. I would eat those for hours.

5. Hanni- i just love her ❤️

[importantpuppystarfish]

Can you write Yuna of ITZY being gangraped by muscular, hung and burly BBCs?

Sure, click there.

[importantpuppystarfish]

A filthy wild night with my Cousin and her bestie

Male reader or Y/N x Minji and Hanni

!Minji as your cousin and Hanni as Minji's lesbian partner.

Kinks: Incest (Cousin!Minji x you), shy!Y/N, Threesome, Lots of kissing, armpit licking, facesitting, romantic, squirt & pissing, lesbian.

Minji and Hanni are openly a lesbian couple. They live together (not so always, here Hanni stays in Minji's room for most of the times as shes her best friend. They sleep together), they have fun, and their intimacy is deep.

Y/N, his uncle married a Korean woman, which makes Minji his cousin on that side of the family. It's a beautiful day, and Y/N + his family is traveling with his family to South Korea to visit Minji’s parents. The last time Y/N and Minji met was during their childhood, when they were around 9 or 10 years old. Now, both of them are 18.

P1

The humid Seoul air clung to Y/N’s skin as he stepped off the plane, his heart thumping with a mix of jet lag and nervous excitement.

It had been nearly a decade since he last saw his cousin Minji, back when they were scrawny kids chasing each other around their uncle’s backyard. Now, at 18, Y/N was a lanky, awkward dude with a mop of dark hair and a tendency to blush at the slightest provocation. Minji, though? She was a fucking K-pop goddess—a member of NewJeans, plastered on billboards and TikTok feeds worldwide. The thought of seeing her again, all grown up and probably drop-dead gorgeous, made Y/N’s stomach do flips.

His parents, chatting animatedly about kimchi recipes and old family stories, led the way to Minji’s family home in a sleek Seoul suburb. Y/N trailed behind, fidgeting with his backpack straps, his mind racing. What if she’s, like, too cool for me now? he thought. She’s probably got a million better things to do than hang with her nerdy cousin.

The cab pulled up to a modern house with floor-to-ceiling windows, and before Y/N could brace himself, the front door swung open. There she was—Minji, all 5’6” of her, looking like she’d just stepped out of a music video. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her tight crop top and high-waisted shorts showed off a slim, sexy figure that made Y/N’s brain short-circuit. Her face, though, still had that innocent and playful spark.

“Annyeonghaseyo!” Minji chirped, her voice bright and melodic. “Auntie, Uncle, welcome to Korea!” She straightened up, flashing a megawatt smile that could’ve melted a glacier.

Y/N’s mom gasped, clutching her husband’s arm. “Oh, Minji, look at you! You’re such a young lady now, so beautiful!”

Minji’s parents appeared behind her, beaming with pride. Her mom, a petite woman with Minji’s same sharp cheekbones, hugged Y/N’s parents tightly. “Y/N, my goodness, how big you’ve grown!” she exclaimed, eyeing him up and down. “Such a handsome young man!”

Y/N felt his cheeks burn. Handsome? Me? He was skinny as a rail, with zero game and a face that was, at best, “fine.” He mumbled a shy “Thanks, Aunt Soo-jin,” avoiding Minji’s gaze.

Minji’s dad clapped Y/N’s dad on the shoulder. “Can you believe it? Our kids are all grown up! Minji’s out there conquering the world, and Y/N’s… what, heading to college soon?”

“Oh, he’s still figuring it out,” Y/N’s dad said with a chuckle. “But Minji—wow, a K-pop star! We saw your latest music video. That dance move with the…” He mimicked a clumsy hip sway, making everyone laugh.

Minji giggled, covering her mouth. “Uncle, you’re gonna need some practice!” Then, for the first time, her eyes flicked to Y/N, who was standing there like a deer in headlights. She tilted her head, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. “Hi, Y/N,” she said softly, her voice dripping with playful familiarity.

Y/N’s heart did a somersault. “H-hi,” he stammered, giving a dorky wave, his hand flapping like a fish out of water. Fuck, why am I so awkward? he cursed internally.

The parents wandered into the living room, already deep in conversation about old times and Korean barbecue plans. Minji gestured for Y/N to follow her. “C’mon, I’ll show you my room,” she said, her tone casual but with a hint of something… flirty? Nah, she’s just being nice, Y/N told himself, trying to ignore how her hips swayed as she led the way upstairs.

In Minji’s room, Y/N’s jaw nearly hit the floor. It was a K-pop stan’s dream—posters of NewJeans, LED lights casting a pink glow. There was a girl sprawled on the bed, scrolling through her phone. She was tiny—5’2” at most—with a heart-shaped face, pouty lips, and a body that, despite her petite frame, curved in all the right places. Her tank top rode up slightly, showing a sliver of toned midriff. "Holy shit", Y/N thought, his teenage brain going into overdrive, " Thats Hanni, isn't it?".

The girl looked up, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Hey, who's this?” Hanni asked Minji, hopping off the bed with a grin. “Oh Hanni, Thats just my cousin brother. Y/N meet my… bestie.. Hanni, you already know her ofcourse, my group mate.”..

Minji plopped onto the bed beside Hanni, patting the space next to her. “Y/N, don’t just stand there like a weirdo. Sit!” she teased, her voice light but commanding.

Y/N hesitated, his palms sweaty. Bestie, huh? he thought, noticing how close Hanni was sitting to Minji, their thighs almost touching. Guess she’s just super tight with her group members. Normal K-pop stuff, right? He perched awkwardly on the edge of the bed, trying not to stare at either of them.

“So, Y/N,” Hanni said, leaning forward, her voice playful. “What’s it like seeing your superstar cousin after all these years?”

Minji swatted Hanni’s arm, laughing. “Stop asking him stuff and talking to him Hanni!, you’ll make him blush!” She turned to Y/N, her eyes glinting. “But seriously, Y/N, you’re not a kid anymore. You’re kinda… cute, in a nerdy way.”

Y/N’s face went nuclear. “Uh, th-thanks?” he squeaked, his voice cracking. Cute? Me? From MINJI? His brain was a mess, and his body wasn’t faring much better, hyper-aware of the two insanely attractive girls inches away.

Hanni giggled, nudging Minji. “Look at him, he’s dying! Minji, you’re too much for the poor guy.”

Minji smirked, leaning closer to Y/N, her perfume—a mix of vanilla and something dangerously sweet—hitting him like a truck. “Am I too much for you, Y/N?” she purred, her tone teasing but with an edge that made his pulse race.

Y/N swallowed hard, his mouth dry. “I-I’m fine,” he lied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N’s head was still spinning from Minji’s teasing and Hanni’s playful energy when his mom’s voice echoed up the stairs. “Y/N! Come down, we’re going to the market with Minji’s parents!”

“Uh, coming!” Y/N called back, scrambling to his feet. He shot Minji and Hanni an awkward smile, his face still flushed. “I’ll, uh, see you guys later?”

Minji grinned, leaning back on her hands, her crop top riding up just enough to show a sliver of her toned stomach. “Sure thing, Y/N. Don’t get lost in Seoul!”

Hanni winked, her voice dripping with mischief. “Yeah, come back soon, nerd boy.”

Y/N practically tripped over his own feet as he bolted out of the room, his heart pounding. Nerd boy? Fuck, they’re gonna eat me alive, he thought, hurrying downstairs to join his parents.

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As the door clicked shut, the vibe in Minji’s room shifted instantly. Minji and Hanni exchanged a knowing look as they got some privacy. Hanni slid closer, her petite frame pressing against Minji’s side, her fingers tracing lazy circles on Minji’s thigh. “Finally, some privacy Unnie, lets kiss.~” Hanni murmured, her voice low and sultry.

Minji smirked, turning to face Hanni, their lips inches apart. “You’re so impatient,” she teased, before closing the gap. Their mouths crashed together in a deep, passionate French kiss, tongues tangling with practiced ease. The room filled with soft moans as they devoured each other, hands roaming freely. Minji tugged Hanni’s tank top over her head, revealing perky breasts and a slim waist, while Hanni yanked Minji’s shorts down, exposing her smooth, flawless skin.

They collapsed onto the bed, naked in seconds as they open each others clothes, their bodies a tangle of limbs and heat. Minji’s lips trailed down Hanni’s neck, then lower, sucking on her nipples until Hanni gasped, her fingers digging into Minji’s hair. “Fuck, Minji,” Hanni whimpered, her hips bucking as Minji’s tongue found her pussy, licking slow, deliberate circles. Hanni’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as Minji ate her out, her own fingers sliding between her thighs to rub herself.

“God, you taste so good Hanni” Minji purred, her voice muffled against Hanni’s slick folds. Hanni arched her back, squirting with a cry as Minji pushed her over the edge, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. They switched, Hanni diving between Minji’s legs, her tongue working magic as Minji moaned, her hands gripping the sheets.

Panting, they collapsed side by side, still kissing lazily, their lips swollen and wet. Hanni giggled, wiping her mouth. “Your cousin looks so nerdy and shy, lol,” she randomly says, her voice playful but with a wicked edge.

Minji laughed, propping herself up on one elbow, her naked body glistening. “I know, right? When we were kids, we’d play hide-and-seek and shit. Now? I don’t think we’d even be friendly. He’s, like, terrified of me.”

Hanni pouted, her fingers tracing Minji’s collarbone. “Why not? He’s kinda cute, in that awkward way. Like a lost puppy.”

Minji snorted, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Cute, sure, but he’s so out of his depth. Did you see him blushing? I bet he’s never even kissed a girl, let alone fucked one. Not like us with… you know.”

Hanni’s face smiled for a split second, both of them remembering their agency’s CEO—a sleazy, 50-something bastard who’d taken their virginity in exchange for promises of stardom. They’d done what they had to, but it left them jaded, craving control over their desires. Hanni shook it off, her grin returning. “Yeah, well, Y/N’s not like that. He’s… innocent. Bet I could make him cum in, like, two minutes.”

Minji’s eyes widened, a competitive spark igniting. “Oh, you think? I’d have him blowing his load before you even get his pants off. I’d just flash him, and he’d be done.”

Hanni laughed, shoving Minji playfully. “No way, bitch. I’d suck his dick so good he’d see stars. Bet he’s got a decent cock under those baggy jeans.”

Minji raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with challenge. “Haha, bet? I’ll ride him till he’s begging, and he’ll be screaming my name, not yours.”

Hanni leaned in, her lips brushing Minji’s ear. “Okay, but why fight? We could both have him. Imagine him, all flustered, not knowing what to do with two hot girls like us. We’d ruin him.”

Minji’s smirk widened, the idea sinking in. “Fuck, that’s hot. He’s so shy, he’d probably die just seeing us naked. But… he’s my cousin. Isn’t that, like, weird?”

Hanni rolled her eyes, straddling Minji’s lap, her hands cupping Minji’s face. “Unnie, Isn't that even better? You're gonna fuck with someone you trust, your family!. Besides, he’s 18, horny as fuck, and probably jerking off to NewJeans fancams already. Why not give him the real thing?”

Minji bit her lip, her mind racing. “True. He’s probably fantasizing about me right now, the little perv. And with you there? We’d blow his fucking mind.”

Hanni grinned, grinding against Minji, their bodies heating up again. “Exactly. We’ll seduce him, tease him till he’s begging. He won’t know what hit him. Bet he’ll cum so hard he’ll thank us.”

Minji laughed, pulling Hanni into another messy kiss. “Deal. Tomorrow, we’ll play nice, get him alone, and then… we’ll fuck him senseless. Poor boy won’t stand a chance.”

P2

By mid-afternoon, Y/N and his family, along with Minji’s parents, had returned from the bustling Seoul market, arms laden with bags of spicy tteokbokki ingredients and souvenirs. The house buzzed with laughter and the clatter of dishes as both families prepared for a big dinner. Y/N, still reeling from his earlier encounter with Minji and Hanni, kept to himself, his mind replaying Minji’s teasing smirk and Hanni’s flirty wink. They’re just messing with me, he told himself, but the way his heart raced suggested otherwise.

Dinner was a lively affair, the long table packed with steaming plates of bulgogi, kimchi, and japchae. Y/N sat across from Minji, who looked unfairly stunning in a low-cut blouse that hugged her curves, her frame just a tad taller than his when she sat up straight. Her parents and Y/N’s were deep in conversation about old family vacations.

Minji, ever the extrovert, leaned forward, her cleavage on full display as she passed Y/N a bowl of rice. “Here, Y/N, you need to eat more,” she purred, her voice sweet but laced with something dangerous. Her foot grazed his under the table, lingering just long enough to make his breath hitch.

Y/N’s face turned beet red. “Uh, th-thanks,” he mumbled, grabbing the bowl and focusing way too hard on his food. Is she doing this on purpose? he wondered, his skinny frame tensing as he tried to ignore the heat pooling in his jeans. Minji’s eyes sparkled with mischief, catching every flustered glance he tried to hide. She “accidentally” dropped her chopsticks, bending forward to pick them up, giving him a clear view down her blouse.

“Oops,” she said, smirking as she sat back up, her lips glossy from a sip of soju. Y/N nearly choked on his kimchi, coughing to cover his panic. She’s my cousin, she’s my sister literally, he chanted internally, but his teenage hormones weren’t listening.

Dinner wrapped up with the parents laughing over old stories, and Y/N was told he’d sleep in the living room since he was “a grown young man now.” As the adults gossiped in the kitchen, Y/N sprawled on the couch, scrolling through his phone to distract himself.

As he was scrolling tiktok, in the video, there was Minji, center stage, shaking her ass in tight shorts, her moves fluid and fucking mesmerizing. Y/N’s dick hardened instantly, straining against his jeans. He shifted uncomfortably, glancing around to make sure no one was nearby. Goddamn, she’s hot, he thought, guilt mixing with raw desire. He was so lost in the video he didn’t hear the parents’ conversation winding down.

Eventually, Y/N realized he needed a pillow to sleep. He trudged to the kitchen, where Minji’s mom was washing dishes. “Aunt Soo-jin, do you have an extra pillow?” he asked, scratching his neck awkwardly.

“Oh, just ask Minji, dear,” she said with a smile, nodding toward the stairs. “She’s probably in her room with Hanni.”

Y/N’s stomach flipped. Minji’s room. With Hanni. He climbed the stairs, his heart pounding, trying to psych himself up to knock. But in his nervous haze, he didn’t think—just twisted the knob and pushed the door open.

What the fuck?

The sight hit him like a freight train. Minji and Hanni were stark naked on the bed, THEY ARE LITERALLY IN WORDS HAVING LESBO! a tangle of sweaty, glistening skin. Hanni’s petite 5’2” frame was crouched between Minji’s spread thighs, her tongue buried in Minji’s pussy, licking with sloppy, eager strokes. Minji’s head was thrown back, her full lips parted in a moan, one hand gripping Hanni’s hair, the other pinching her own nipple. The room smelled of sex—musky, sweet, and fucking intoxicating.

Y/N froze, his jaw dropped, his dick throbbing painfully in his jeans. Shock gave way to raw, primal horniness. They’re… holy shit, they’re fucking?. He should’ve turned away, but his feet were glued to the floor, his eyes locked on the scene. It's his first time seeing a girl naked as well.

Minji’s eyes snapped open, catching Y/N in the doorway. “Oh!” she gasped, her face flushing as she scrambled to grab a pillow, pressing it against her chest to cover her perky tits and glistening pussy. Hanni yelped, diving for another pillow to shield her naked body, her cheeks turning pink. For a split second, the room was silent, the three of them frozen in a tableau of embarrassment.

Then Hanni burst out laughing, clutching the pillow tighter. “Oh my God, haha, your cousin boy saw us shit!” she wheezed, her voice a mix of mortification and amusement.

Minji, still red-faced, couldn’t hold back a giggle. “Bitch, he’s just standing there like a deer in headlights!” she said, her eyes flicking to Y/N, who was rooted to the spot, his face burning.

“I-I just came for a pillow,” Y/N stammered, his voice cracking as he gestured weakly, his erection impossible to hide. Fuck, why is this so hot? he thought, torn between bolting and staying glued to the scene.

Minji’s gaze dropped to the bulge in his jeans, and her embarrassed expression shifted, a sly smirk curling her lips. “Oh~” she purred, her voice dropping to a teasing lilt. “Looks like you’re bringing more than just a pillow request, Y/N.”

Hanni’s eyes widened, catching on. She stifled another laugh, her pillow slipping slightly as she leaned forward. “Minji, you seeing what I’m seeing? awwww your cousin is hard!!”

Y/N’s heart pounded, his face so hot he thought he’d combust. “I-I should go—” he started, but Minji was already moving. Dropping her pillow, she stood, her 5’6” frame just a hair taller than his, her naked body a vision of slim, sexy curves. Before Y/N could process, she grabbed his wrist and yanked him onto the bed with surprising strength, his skinny frame stumbling forward.

“Oops, too late,” Minji said, her voice dripping with mischief as she locked the door with a decisive click. Hanni tossed her pillow aside, high-fiving Minji with a cackle. “Game on, bitch!” Hanni cheered, both girls dissolving into giggles as they turned their attention to Y/N, who was now sprawled on the bed, his eyes wide with panic and undeniable arousal.

P3

“W-wait, guys, stop!” Y/N protested, his voice shaky, but his body betrayed him, his dick throbbing as Minji straddled his legs, her hands deftly unbuttoning his jeans. Hanni tugged at his underwear, and in one swift motion, they yanked both down, his hard cock springing free, embarrassingly erect.

“Oh my God, it’s so hard!” Hanni squealed, her cute face lighting up with delight. “Nerd boy’s packing!”

Y/N’s hands flew to cover his face, mortified but secretly loving every second. “This is insane, you guys—” he mumbled, but his words dissolved into a gasp as Minji leaned down, her lips crashing into his in a deep, hungry kiss. Her mouth was hot, her tongue sliding against his with a mix of saliva and the faint, tangy taste of Hanni’s pussy from their earlier escapade. Y/N’s brain melted. I’m kissing Minji? My cousin? A K-pop star? What the fuck is happening?

It was heaven—wet, messy, and so fucking real. Minji’s hands cupped his face, her naked body pressed against his chest, her perfume and sweat driving him wild. She pulled back, her lips glossy, a string of saliva connecting them. “Not bad for a nerd,” she teased, her voice husky.

Hanni pouted, crawling up the bed. “My turn,” she whined, nudging Minji aside. She kissed Y/N next, her smaller frame curling against him, her tongue just as eager, carrying the musky sweetness of Minji’s juices. Y/N moaned into her mouth, his hands trembling as he instinctively gripped her waist, her skin soft and warm. The kiss was sloppy, tongues tangling, saliva dripping, and Y/N’s head spun with the surreal pleasure of it all.

As Hanni kissed him, Minji slid down, her eyes locked on Y/N’s throbbing cock. “Fuck, look at this,” she murmured, her fingers wrapping around it, stroking lightly. Hanni broke the kiss, glancing down and grinning. “Oh, we’re gonna have fun with this,” she said, and both girls slid lower, their faces hovering over his dick.

Y/N’s breath hitched as Minji’s tongue flicked out, licking the tip, her lips glossy with spit. Hanni joined in, her smaller mouth sucking the side of his shaft, their tongues brushing against each other as they went to work. They were like animals—licking, sucking, slurping, their moans vibrating against his cock. Minji took him deep, her throat tightening around him, while Hanni lapped at his balls, her giggles muffled by her enthusiasm.

“F-fuck,” Y/N groaned, his hands gripping the sheets, his skinny body trembling. He was losing his mind, the pleasure overwhelming, their wet mouths and eager tongues driving him to the edge. “I-I can’t—” he gasped, his voice breaking as Minji and Hanni worked him like they were starving, their lips and hands relentless.

Minji pulled back, a string of spit connecting her lips to his cock. “He’s gonna cum so fast,” she teased, her eyes glinting as she stroked him.

Hanni grinned, licking her lips. “Told you I’d make him lose it,” she said, before diving back in, her mouth sucking hard.

Y/N’s moans grew louder, his body bucking as the girls devoured him, their laughter and dirty talk pushing him over the edge. He was in heaven.

Y/N was sprawled flat on Minji’s bed, his skinny frame trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over him. Minji and Hanni were relentless, their naked bodies pressed close as they worked him over. Minji’s lips were wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling around the tip, while Hanni kissed her way up and down his shaft, occasionally leaning up to make out with Minji, their tongues tangling over his throbbing dick. The wet, sloppy sounds of their mouths—sucking, licking, and moaning—filled the room, mingling with the musky scent of sweat and sex. Y/N’s head spun, his brain barely able to process the fact that his K-pop star cousin and her bandmate were devouring him like this.

His cock, harder than it had ever been in his 18 years, pulsed painfully. It was his first time getting sucked, and the sensation was overwhelming. Minji’s warm mouth took him deep, her throat constricting, while Hanni’s petite hands massaged his balls, her tongue flicking against the base. Their eyes met, sparkling with mischief, as they kissed each other over his cock, their lips brushing his sensitive tip in the process. Y/N’s moans grew desperate, his hips bucking involuntarily. “F-fuck, I can’t—” he gasped, his voice breaking.

With a muffled groan, he lost it. His cock twitched violently, and he came hard, a massive load shooting into Minji’s mouth. Minji takes every drop, her eyes fluttering as she swallowed. Pulling back, her lips glistened with cum, a satisfied smirk spreading across her face. “Oh gosh, it’s so delicious,” she purred, licking her lips. She turned to Hanni, her voice teasing. “Want some, babe?”

Hanni’s eyes lit up, and she leaned in, crashing her lips against Minji’s in a nasty, open-mouthed kiss. Their tongues swirled, sharing Y/N’s cum, strands of it dripping down their chins. Hanni moaned into the kiss, savoring the taste. Pulling back, she wiped her mouth and laughed. “Damn, it’s way better than that CEO’s old-ass cum, bitch,” she said, her voice dripping with playful disdain. Both girls burst into giggles, their shared history with their sleazy, 50-something agency CEO a dark joke between them.

Y/N, still reeling from his orgasm, lay there panting, his cock still twitching. “G-guys, that was—” he started, but Minji and Hanni ignored him, their laughter cutting him off.

“Oh, oppa, we’re gonna have so much fun with you,” Minji teased as she climbed up the bed. Hanni winked, her petite body bouncing with excitement.

Y/N tried again, his voice weak. “Wait, I—” but they just laughed harder, their giggles drowning him out. They're having a nice time by now.

P4

Minji grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up to a sitting position on the bed.

“Enough talking, cousin,” she said, her tone commanding but playful.

She lifted her arm, exposing her smooth, slightly sweaty armpit, and pressed his face close. “Lick and clean it,” she ordered, her voice a mix of teasing and dominance.

Y/N’s mind reeled. What the fuck? His brain flashed to those NewJeans concert videos he’d secretly watched, zooming in on Minji’s glistening armpits as she danced under stage lights, her sweat-soaked skin glinting.

His mind gets nostagia of the video of Minji's armpit in concert. He’d always found it weirdly hot, a guilty fetish he’d never admitted. And now… I’m actually doing this? His body betrayed him, his cock twitching again despite just cumming. He leaned in, his tongue tentatively flicking against Minji’s armpit, tasting the salty tang of her sweat. It was musky, raw, and insanely intimate. He groaned, losing himself, licking and sucking like a starving man.

Minji laughed, a mix of ticklish delight and pride. “Omg, OPPA, you’re actually licking it!” she squealed, her voice giddy as she held his head closer, her armpit pressed against his mouth. “Such a good boy.”

Hanni, watching with a grin, slid down to Y/N’s lap, her small hands wrapping around his still-hard cock. “Fuck, he’s into it,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. She lowered her mouth, sucking him off with sloppy, eager strokes, her tongue swirling around the tip as she moaned. Her petite frame bobbed as she worked, her lips stretching around him, spit dripping down his shaft.

Y/N’s moans were muffled against Minji’s armpit, his tongue lapping harder as Hanni’s mouth drove him wild. His body shook, caught in a haze of pleasure and disbelief. Minji’s laughter and Hanni’s wet sucking filled his ears, their teasing words blurring together.

Y/N’s tongue worked feverishly, lapping at Minji’s smooth, sweaty armpit, the salty tang driving him wild. His skinny frame trembled, his face buried in her skin as he licked and sucked like it was his life’s mission. Minji, her body arched slightly, moaned softly, her fingers tangled in his hair, guiding him. “Fuck, Y/N, you’re so into this,” she giggled, her voice a mix of ticklish delight and raw pleasure. “Do the other one, come on.”

She lifted her other arm, exposing her second armpit, just as sweaty and glistening from the humid Seoul night. Y/N didn’t hesitate, diving in, his tongue tracing long, hungry strokes across her skin. Minji squirmed, laughing as the sensation tickled but loving every second. “Oh my God, cousin brother, you’re nasty,” she teased, her eyes glinting with pride and arousal. “Who knew you’d be this freaky?”

Hanni, still on her knees, sucked Y/N’s cock with sloppy enthusiasm, her petite frame bobbing as she took him deep, spit dripping down her chin. She glanced up, her eyes sparkling at the sight of Y/N devouring Minji’s armpit. “Fuck, this is so hot,” she mumbled around his dick, her words muffled but her excitement clear.

Minji finally pulled Y/N’s face away, her armpits glistening from his tongue. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing heavy. She cupped his face, her thumbs brushing his cheeks, and leaned in, kissing him deeply. It was messy, passionate, their tongues swirling, saliva mixing with the faint taste of her sweat and Hanni’s pussy from earlier. Y/N melted into it, his heart pounding, his hands trembling as they gripped her waist. This was no ordinary kiss—it was raw, intimate, and loaded with years of distance.

Minji pulled back, her forehead resting against his, her voice soft and sincere. “I love you, brother Y/N,” she whispered, her eyes shimmering. “I missed you so much over the years.”

Y/N’s breath caught, his heart swelling. “I… I missed you too, Minji,” he stammered, his voice thick with emotion. For a moment, the room felt still, the air charged with a tender, almost a romantic connection between them.

Hanni, still on her knees, paused her sucking, her lips hovering over Y/N’s cock as she watched, her small hands clutching his thighs. “Oh my God, you guys,” she sniffled, her voice shaky with exaggerated emotion. “This is so fucking romantic, I’m gonna cry! You guys are saying 'I love you' to each other!!” She wiped a fake tear, then burst into giggles, ruining the moment.

Minji laughed, shoving Hanni playfully. “Bitch, shut up, you’re ruining it!”

Hanni grinned, licking her lips. “Fine, fine, but let’s get nasty again. I’m not done with nerd boy.” She crawled up the bed, her petite 5’2” frame dripping with sweat, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Y/N, you ready for the real fun?”

Y/N, still dazed from Minji’s kiss, barely had time to process before Hanni shoved him flat on his back. “W-what—” he started, but Minji was already moving, her smirk returning.

“Time for a treat, cousin,” Minji purred, climbing over him. She positioned herself above his face, her pussy—already soaked from Hanni’s earlier tongue work—hovering inches from his mouth. Her thighs, slick with sweat, framed his vision, and the musky scent of her arousal hit him like a drug. “You’re gonna eat me out,” she said, her voice commanding but playful.

Hanni clapped her hands, straddling Y/N’s waist, her small hands stroking his cock to keep him hard. “Oh, fuck yes, facesitting time!” she cheered, her voice dripping with excitement. “Make it messy, Minji!”

Minji lowered herself, her pussy pressing against Y/N’s mouth, hot and wet. Y/N groaned, his tongue instinctively darting out, tasting her salty sweetness mixed with sweat and traces of Hanni’s spit. He licked hungrily, his hands gripping her thighs as she ground against his face, her moans loud and unfiltered. “Fuck, Y/N, you’re so good at this,” she gasped, her hips rolling, smearing her juices across his lips and chin.

Hanni, watching from her perch on Y/N’s waist, laughed. “Look at him, drowning in your pussy! Nerd boy’s living his best life!” She leaned forward, kissing Minji sloppily, their tongues tangling as Minji rode Y/N’s face. The room filled with wet, obscene sounds—slurping, moaning, and the creak of the bed.

Minji’s body trembled, her pussy gushing as Y/N’s tongue flicked her clit. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna squirt,” she warned, her voice shaky. She didn’t hold back, grinding harder, and with a loud cry, she came, her juices flooding Y/N’s mouth, dripping down his cheeks. He sputtered but kept licking, swallowing what he could, his face a mess of sweat, squirt, and spit.

Minji laughed, lifting herself slightly to let Y/N breathe. “You okay down there, cousin?” she teased, wiping some of her juices off his chin. Y/N, panting, could only nod, his cock throbbing under Hanni’s touch.

P5

But Hanni wasn’t done. “My turn,” she said, shoving Minji aside. Her smaller frame climbed over Y/N’s face, her pussy already dripping from the night’s chaos. “Open wide my besties's oppa~,” she giggled, lowering herself. Her pussy was tighter, her scent sharper, and Y/N’s tongue dove in, licking eagerly. Hanni was messier, her hips bucking wildly, smearing her juices and sweat across his face. “Fuck, yes, eat it!” she moaned, her small hands gripping his hair.

Minji, now at Y/N’s side, leaned down to suck his cock, her lips wrapping around him as Hanni rode his face. The double assault was too much—Y/N’s moans were muffled against Hanni’s pussy, his body shaking. Hanni’s movements grew erratic, and with a high-pitched squeal, she squirted, her juices mixing with a sudden, unexpected gush of piss, soaking Y/N’s face in a hot, messy flood. He coughed, shocked but too turned on to care, his tongue still working as Hanni laughed. “Oops, got a little carried away!” she said, not remotely sorry.

Minji pulled off Y/N’s cock, grinning. “Bitch, you pissed on him? That’s so fucking nasty, I love it!” She kissed Hanni, tasting Y/N’s cum and Hanni’s squirt on her lips. “You’re such a slut.”

Hanni smirked, climbing off Y/N’s face. “Says the girl who made her cousin lick her armpits!” She turned to Y/N, his face drenched and flushed. “You good, nerd boy? Or you tapping out?”

Y/N, gasping for air, his cock rock-hard, could barely speak. “I-I’m… fuck, this is insane,” he rasped, his voice drowned out by their laughter.

Minji straddled his waist, her pussy brushing his cock. “Oh, we’re just getting started,” she teased, her voice dripping with promise. “Ready to fuck your superstar cousin, Y/N?”

Hanni high-fived her, giggling. “Let’s ruin him!” The night was spiraling into pure, filthy chaos, and Y/N was too far gone to care.

the night was far from over. Minji’s eyes glinted with mischief as she pushed Y/N flat on his back again, his cock still rock-hard and twitching. “Time for the main event Oppa,” she said, her voice low and sultry.

Y/N is totally flat, laying in bed. Minji straddled him, her pussy—wet and glistening from earlier—hovering over his dick. She gripped him, guiding her cousin's cock into her pussy, and slowly sank down, his cock sliding into her tight, warm pussy.

Y/N gasped, a sharp mix of pleasure and pain shooting through him. It was his first time, and the sensation was intense—her walls gripped him tightly, almost too much. “F-fuck,” he groaned, his hands clutching the sheets. “It�� it hurts a little.”

Minji smirked, her hips starting to move, bouncing slowly at first. “You’ll get used to it, nerd boy,” she teased, her medium tits bouncing with each thrust. “Feels good too, doesn’t it?”

Y/N’s moans grew louder, his body betraying him. Despite the initial pain, the pleasure was unreal—Minji’s pussy was hot, wet, and perfect, her movements driving him wild. His mind screamed, This is a dream, this can’t be real, but his body was in love, his cock throbbing inside her, his heart racing for both Minji and Hanni. I love them both, he thought, lost in the haze. Y/N starts moaning a little bit loud.

Hanni, not waning the people outside the room and not one to be left out, climbed onto Y/N’s face, her petite frame facing Minji as she lowered her pussy onto his mouth. “Eat my pussy, bitch!” she ordered, her voice playful but commanding, her small hands gripping his hair to keep him in place. Y/N’s moans were muffled against her wet folds, his tongue diving in, licking hungrily despite the overwhelming sensations. Hanni’s pussy was messy, dripping with sweat and her earlier squirt, the taste sharp and intoxicating.

“Fuck, he’s screaming down there!” Hanni laughed, grinding harder against his face, her juices smearing across his lips and chin. “Keep moaning, nerd boy, it’s hot!”

Minji’s bounces grew faster, her pussy slamming down on Y/N’s cock, the wet slap-slap of their bodies echoing in the room. “God, his dick feels so good,” she moaned, her hands gripping his chest for balance. “Better than that old CEO’s shriveled cock, huh, Hanni?”

Hanni cackled, her hips rolling as Y/N’s tongue worked her clit. “Fuck yeah, this is way better! Minji, your couson got game!” She leaned forward, kissing Minji sloppily, their tongues tangling as they rode Y/N’s body, their sweat-soaked skin glistening.

Y/N’s mind was a whirlwind. The pain in his cock had melted into pure ecstasy, Minji’s pussy driving him to the edge. Hanni’s pussy on his face was suffocating in the best way, her juices flooding his mouth as he licked and sucked. He didn’t truly like the intensity—it was too much, too fast—but his body loved it, his hips bucking into Minji, his tongue desperate for Hanni. I’m in love with them, he thought, his heart pounding. This is fucking heaven.

P6

Hanni’s moans grew louder, her small body trembling. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna squirt again!” she warned, and with a high-pitched squeal, she did, her juices gushing over Y/N’s face, mixed with a hot, messy stream of piss that he couldn’t escape.

He sputtered, swallowing what he could, his face a drenched mess. Minji laughed, her own orgasm building. “Fuck, Hanni, you’re soaking him!” she gasped, her hips slamming harder. “I’m gonna cum too!”

Y/N’s moans were lost in Hanni’s pussy, as his mouth was fully covered by Hanni's ass and pussy. his cock pulsing as Minji’s pussy clenched around him. He was close, his body betraying him again, loving every second of this filthy, romantic, chaotic night.

Y/N’s body was a trembling mess, pinned to the bed under the relentless onslaught of Minji and Hanni. His skinny frame shook as Minji, her 5’6” body radiating an almost evil confidence, rode his cock with brutal intensity. Her pussy slammed down on him, the slap-slap of their sweaty bodies echoing louder, each thrust rougher than the last. Minji’s medium-sized tits bounced wildly, her face twisted in wicked pleasure, her eyes glinting with a sadistic edge. She was in control, and she loved it.

Y/N’s cock, raw from the pounding, ached with a mix of pain and ecstasy. His moans turned to screams, his voice cracking. “Ahhh, Minji, ahhhh!!” he cried, tears streaming down his face, mixing with the sticky remnants of Hanni’s piss and squirt still coating his skin. The tears were half agony, half overwhelming pleasure, his body betraying him as it craved more despite the intensity.

Minji’s lips curled into a triumphant smirk, her voice dripping with pride. “Yes OPPA, scream more!” she taunted, her hips slamming harder, her pussy clenching around his cock like a vice. “Scream my fucking name, Y/N!” She leaned forward, her nails digging into his chest, leaving red marks as she rode him mercilessly, her moans mixing with his cries.

Hanni, still grinding her soaked pussy on Y/N’s face, giggled through her own moans, her petite frame bouncing as she smeared her juices across his lips. “Fuck, Minji, you’re breaking him!” she laughed, her tongue flicking out to tease Y/N’s nose. “Look at him crying, soaked in my piss—such a pathetic little bitch!”

Y/N’s screams grew louder, his body shaking uncontrollably as Minji pushed him past his limits. His cock pulsed inside her, the pleasure overwhelming the pain. Minji’s moans hit a fever pitch, her pussy tightening as she neared her climax. “Fuck, Y/N, I’m gonna cum!” she gasped, her hips slamming one final time. With a shared scream, they came together—Y/N’s cock erupting inside her, his thick load filling her pussy as Minji’s juices gushed around him, dripping down his thighs. Her body trembled, weak from the intensity, her breaths ragged.

Minji collapsed forward, her sweaty body pressed against Y/N’s chest, her pussy still twitching around his softening cock. “Fuck… that was good,” she panted, her voice hoarse but satisfied. She kissed him softly, a stark contrast to her earlier cruelty, her lips lingering with a hint of tenderness. “You did good, brother.”

Hanni, ever the instigator, slid off Y/N’s face, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Time to clean up,” she chirped, crawling down to Minji’s pussy. Her tongue darted out, lapping at the mix of Y/N’s cum and Minji’s juices, sucking greedily as Minji moaned weakly. “Mmm Minji, your cousin's cum tastes so much better than that CEO’s nasty shit,” Hanni said, her voice muffled as she licked Minji clean. She moved to Y/N’s cock next, her small mouth wrapping around his sensitive tip, sucking gently, cleaning every drop. Y/N groaned, his body too weak to resist, his cock twitching painfully.

P7

Next Hanni wasn’t done. With a devilish grin, she climbed up, positioning her tight, dripping pussy over Y/N’s cock, which was somehow still half-hard despite the abuse. “No way you’re tapping out now, nerd boy,” she teased, grabbing his shaft and guiding it to her entrance. “My turn.”

Y/N’s eyes widened, his voice a desperate plea. “Oh, no, Hanni! I can’t—” he started, but as Hanni sank down, her pussy swallowing his cock in one smooth motion, his words melted into a moan. “Oh my God, I love it,” he gasped, his body betraying him again, the pleasure reigniting despite the exhaustion. Hanni’s pussy was tighter, her petite frame bouncing as she rode him with wild abandon, her moans high-pitched and gleeful.

Minji, still catching her breath, laughed weakly from the side, her body slumped but her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Look at him, Hanni,” she said, her voice raspy. “He’s fucking destroyed, and he still loves it.” She crawled closer, her strength returning, and with a wicked smirk, she positioned herself over Y/N’s chest. “Time for a bath, cousin,” she purred, and without warning, she let loose, a hot stream of piss and squirt gushing from her pussy, soaking Y/N’s face, chest, and hair.

Hanni cackled, her hips still grinding on Y/N’s cock. “Yeah, bath and soak your cousin with piss!” she cheered, her own pussy clenching around him as she watched Minji drench him. “Fuck, this is so nasty, I love it!”

Y/N’s mind was a haze of disbelief and ecstasy. The warm, musky flood of Minji’s piss and squirt coated him, the golden shower from his goddess cousin and her bandmate feeling like a divine gift. This is unreal, he thought, his cock throbbing inside Hanni, his body trembling under the weight of their dominance. He felt godly, chosen by these beautiful, filthy queens, even as his tears and their piss mixed on his face. His moans were muffled, his body weak, but his heart screamed, "I love them, I love this."

Hanni’s bounces grew faster, her small tits jiggling as she chased her own orgasm. “Fuck, nerd boy, you’re gonna make me cum!” she squealed, her pussy tightening around him. Minji, now spent, leaned down, kissing Hanni sloppily, their tongues tangling as they laughed over Y/N’s drenched, moaning form.

“Ruin him, Hanni,” Minji whispered, her voice dripping with pride.

Y/N’s body was beyond exhausted, his skinny frame trembling under the relentless assault of Minji and Hanni. His cock, raw and overstimulated, pulsed inside Hanni’s tight, dripping pussy as she rode him with wild abandon, her petite 5’2” frame bouncing with gleeful energy. Her high-pitched moans filled the room, mixing with the wet slap-slap of her hips against his. Minji, still straddling his chest, her own body slick with sweat and the remnants of her earlier piss and squirt, laughed wickedly, her medium-sized tits heaving as she egged Hanni on. “Fuck him up, Hanni,” she teased, her voice hoarse but proud. “Make him cum again!”

Y/N’s moans were incoherent, his voice reduced to desperate whimpers. “H-Hanni, I can’t—oh God!” he gasped, his hands clutching the sheets, his body too weak to resist. But his cock betrayed him, throbbing harder with every thrust, the pleasure drowning out the pain. Hanni’s pussy clenched around him, her small hands gripping his shoulders as she pushed herself closer to climax. “Fuck, nerd boy, give it to me!” she squealed, her eyes glinting with mischief.

Minji leaned down, kissing Hanni sloppily, their tongues tangling over Y/N’s drenched, trembling form. The sight pushed Y/N over the edge.

With a loud, broken scream—“Hanni! Minji!”—he came hard, his cock erupting inside Hanni, a massive load flooding her pussy. His body convulsed, his vision blurring as the orgasm ripped through him, leaving him utterly spent, his limbs limp on the bed.

Hanni moaned, feeling his cum fill her, and quickly slid off, her pussy dripping with his load. “Oh, fuck, look at that! So many white cum loads!” she giggled, crawling to Minji. Both girls dove for Y/N’s cock, their mouths hungry, licking and sucking the last drops of his cum, their tongues brushing against each other. Minji took a long, greedy lick, savoring the taste. “Mmm, so much better than that CEO’s nasty shit,” she purred, her voice teasing. Hanni nodded, her lips glossy with cum. “Fuck yeah, nerd boy’s got the good stuff!”

They turned to each other, crashing their lips together in a filthy, cum-soaked kiss, their tongues swapping Y/N’s load, moaning into each other’s mouths. Strands of cum and spit dripped down their chins, their laughter muffled but gleeful. Y/N, barely conscious, watched through half-lidded eyes, his body too weak to move, his mind a haze of disbelief and raw love. I’m in love with them, he thought faintly, his heart pounding despite his exhaustion.

Finally, the girls collapsed beside him, their naked, sweat-soaked bodies pressing against his. Minji on his left, Hanni on his right, they hugged him tightly, their arms draped over his chest, their legs tangled with his. Y/N was in the middle of the bed, enveloped in their warmth, their skin soft and musky. Even in their exhaustion, Minji and Hanni’s hands lazily stroked his softening cock, their fingers teasing him gently, keeping him on edge even as he drifted toward unconsciousness.

---TO BE CONTINUED :')---

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MASTERLIST

List as per requested~

IVE-

Total Mass Destruction of Wonyoung! (Humiliation, Degrading, Gangbang, Pissing)

Wonyoung loves her father <3 (Incest, father x daughter)

Leeseo birthday gangbang (Gangbang, humiliate)

Leeseo birthday gangbang (non-con)

Repopulate the whole world with Wonyoung (Fictional)

Sibling desire by Wonyoung (Incest, Brother x sister)

LESSERAFIM-

Maid Eunchae ( Slave, rough fucking)

Newjeans-

A filthy wild night with my Cousin and her bestie (Cousin!Minji with her bsf Hanni x You) (Contains: Threesome, pissing, kissings, facesitting, armpit licking).

Punishment of disobedience by Hanni (Humiliation, Destruction, Gangbang)

Punishment and Destruction of Newjeans - Kim Minji by her CEOs (Humiliations, Destruction, Gangbang)

Minji Gangbang (Non-Con)

Minji fucks with her grandfather (Incest, granddaughter x grandfather)

Aespa-

Profit and Pleasure: Earning Money as Brother & Sister (Karina) (Incest, Brother x Sister)

Itzy-

I fell in love with my sister (Yuna) (Incest, Brother x Sister)

Yuna gang-r@pe (non-con)

Others-

King x Servent (IU)

Armpit rank

[importantpuppystarfish]

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[importantpuppystarfish]

Maid Eunchae

Male reader or Y/N x Eunchae

Warning: rough, deepthroat, pissing & begging to stop.

Note: You are a foreigner rich guy living in South Korea with ur sibling. You are termed as Y/N..

In a rundown neighborhood on the Seoul, the 18-year-old Eunchae lives in a poor house cramped with her poor parents.

Despite her striking beauty with pale skin, delicate features, and expressive doe eyes, sexy body—Eunchae’s life is one of hardship. Her family is drowning in debt, her father’s gambling habits having buried them in a hole they can’t escape.

Eunchae does not receive any education due to lack of money. She spends her days helping her mother with odd jobs.

Her father, desperate to clear his debts, hatches a plan. He’s heard of a wealthy foreigner living in a luxurious villa in Gangnam—a man named Y/N, 36, who resides with his younger sister.

Y/N is a towering figure, broad-shouldered and intimidating, with a reputation for being domineering and brusque. Rumors swirl about his wealth, his business dealings, and his unforgiving nature.

To Eunchae’s father, Y/N represents a lifeline. If he can convince Y/N to take Eunchae as a maid, the money might be enough to appease his creditors.

On one humid evening, Eunchae’s father drags her to Y/N’s apartment. Eunchae clutches her tattered jacket, her heart pounding. She’s never been to a place like this—glass walls, manicured gardens, a house that screams wealth. Her father, sweating and jittery, knocks on the towering door.

The door swings open, revealing Y/N. He’s even more imposing in person, his sharp jawline and cold blue eyes assessing them like prey. His black shirt strains against his muscular frame, and his presence fills the doorway.

Behind him is his sister, who is Y/N's sister, a poised woman in her late 20s with sleek blonde hair, lingers in the background, her expression unreadable.

Father (bowing repeatedly, voice shaky): “Mr. Y/N, sir, thank you for opening the door. I—I’m in a bad situation, you see. Debts, you know how it is. This is my daughter, Eunchae. She’s a good girl, very hardworking. She can cook, clean, do anything you need in the house. Please, take her as a maid. She’ll work hard, I swear.”

Y/N (leaning against the doorframe, voice low and gravelly): “A maid, huh?” His eyes flick to Eunchae, lingering on her trembling form. A faint smirk tugs at his lips. “You’re selling me your daughter to scrub my floors? That’s a new one.”

Eunchae (whispering, eyes downcast): “I… I can work hard, sir. I’ll do whatever you need.”

Sister (stepping forward, her tone cool): “Brother Y/N, we don’t need a maid. The house is fine as it is.”

Y/N (ignoring his sister as his gaze still on Eunchae): “Quiet, Sister. I’m curious.” He steps closer to Eunchae, towering over her. “Look at me, girl. You ever worked a day in your life?”

Eunchae (lifting her eyes nervously, voice soft): “I… I help my mother at home. I clean, cook a little. I’m a fast learner, sir.” Father (interrupting, desperate): “She’s perfect for it! She won’t cause trouble. Just… please, sir, name your price. I need the money.”

Y/N (raising an eyebrow, his tone dripping with amusement): “Price? You’re the one begging me to take her. But fine, let’s say I’m… intrigued. Come inside, both of you. We’ll talk.”

They step into the villa’s opulent foyer, the air thick with tension. Eunchae feels like a lamb in a lion’s den, her father’s clammy hand gripping her arm.

Y/N leads them to a sleek living room, where he lounges on a leather sofa, his posture relaxed but predatory. Sister hovers nearby, her arms crossed, clearly displeased but silent.

Y/N (gesturing to Eunchae): “So, little Eunchae, you’re what—eighteen? You look like you’d break under a hard day’s work.” His tone is teasing, but his eyes are sharp, studying her every reaction.

Eunchae (swallowing hard, voice barely audible): “I’m stronger than I look, sir. I’ll do whatever you ask.” Y/N (chuckling darkly): “Whatever I ask, huh? Careful with promises like that, sweetheart.” He leans forward, elbows on his knees. “Literally anything mm?”

Father (jumping in, sweating): “She’s obedient, sir! She’ll keep your house spotless, cook your meals, anything! And… and I’ll take whatever payment you offer. Just help me out, please.”

Sister (cutting in, her voice sharp): “This is ridiculous, Y/N. You’re not seriously considering this. She’s a young skinny girl uhh!.”

Y/N (shooting Sister a warning glance): “I said quiet, Sister. I make the decisions here.” He turns back to Eunchae, his smile predatory. “Tell you what. I’ll give you a trial. One month. You work for me, do exactly as I say, and I’ll pay your father’s debts. But if you slack off—or disobey me—you’re out, and he gets nothing. Deal?”

Eunchae (glancing at her father, then back at Y/N, nodding slowly): “Yes, sir. I… I’ll do my best.”

Father (relieved, clasping his hands): “Thank you, sir! You won’t regret it!”

Y/N (standing, his tone final): “We’ll see about that. She starts today!!.”

As Eunchae's father leaves, her heart sinks. She’s traded one cage for another. Y/N watches her, his smirk widening.

Y/N: Your name's Eunchae, right? You're a pretty young lady… but those clothes are a mess. I don’t want to see you in them. Go put on something cleaner—here, wear my sister’s outfit.

Eunchae: This is all there is? It’s so… little. And.. Revealing

Y/N: I said QUIET. Just put it on. (Eunchae changes into the outfit.)

Y/N (snapping a photo): Now that’s better. You look fresh and beautiful. What a pale skin! I'll enjoy the view! Now go, clean those clothes in the washroom..

Eunchae walks to do her job.. She feels so cold as her outfit is revealing. Eunchae’s first week at Y/N’s apartment is a blur of exhaustion. Her days are filled with scrubbing, cooking, and dodging Y/N’s piercing gaze. Sister, his sister, keeps her distance, offering only curt instructions before retreating to her room. But Y/N is ever-present, his deep voice barking orders or teasing her with comments that make her cheeks burn.

“Bend over a little more when you clean Eunchae!,” he’d say, smirking as she fumbled with the mop. His dominance is suffocating, and Eunchae feels like prey in his domain.

Main plot!- One rule stands above all others: never enter the locked door at the end of the second-floor hallway. Y/N delivered the warning on her first day, his tone cold and unyielding.

Her flashbacks come upon~ Y/N (grabbing Eunchae’s chin): “Listen carefully, little girl. That door down the hall? It’s off-limits. You go in there, and you’ll regret it. Understand?”

Eunchae (nodding quickly, her voice trembling): “Y-yes, sir. I won’t go near it.” Y/N (releasing her, his eyes dark): “Good. Disobey me, and you’ll see a side of me you won’t like.”

On the eighth day, Eunchae is cleaning the second floor, her arms aching from polishing the banister.

The house is quiet—Y/N is out on business, and Sister is nowhere to be seen. As she wipes down a side table, she notices a faint draft coming from the forbidden door. Curiosity tugs at her. She knows she shouldn’t, but the house feels empty, and the door is slightly ajar, just a crack. Her heart races. Maybe it’s just a storage room, she thinks, rationalizing her impulse. I’ll just peek.

Pushing the door open, Eunchae steps inside and freezes. The room is unlike anything she’s ever seen. Dimly lit by crimson bulbs, it’s a chamber of dark luxury—black leather walls, a massive four-poster bed with restraints bolted to the frame, and shelves lined with whips, cuffs, and toys she doesn’t recognize. A padded bench sits in the corner, chains dangling from its sides. The air smells of leather and musk, and Eunchae’s stomach churns with a mix of fear and fascination. This is Y/N’s secret—a BDSM room.

Before she can back out, the door slams shut behind her. She spins around to find Y/N standing there, his broad frame filling the doorway. His eyes blaze with fury, but there’s something else—hunger. He’s dressed in a fitted black shirt and jeans, his muscles taut as he steps toward her.

Y/N (his voice low, dangerous): “What the fuck are you doing in here, Eunchae?” Eunchae (backing up, her voice shaking): “I—I’m sorry, sir! I didn’t mean to! The door was open, and I just—”

Y/N (cutting her off, stalking closer): “I told you never to come in here. You think you can just waltz into my private space? You’re dumber than I thought.”

Eunchae (tears welling, her back hitting the leather wall): “Please, I didn’t know! I’ll never do it again, I swear!”

Y/N (grabbing her wrist, pinning it above her head): “Too late for that. You’ve seen it now. You know what this room is for?” His other hand grazes her cheek, his touch both threatening and electrifying.

“You curious, huh? Wanted to know what I do in here?”

Eunchae (whimpering, her body trembling): “No, sir, I wasn’t—I didn’t mean to—” Y/N (leaning in, his breath hot against her ear): “Don’t lie to me. I see it in your eyes. You’re scared, but you’re fucking intrigued, aren’t you?” He chuckles darkly, his grip tightening. “You broke my rule, little girl. Now you pay the price.”

The BDSM room is a crimson-lit inferno, its leather walls and chained furniture.. Y/N pulls Eunchae rough into the middle of the room, Eunchae stands trembling against the padded bench. Her heart thunders, her untouched body a battlefield of terror and shameful arousal. She’s a virgin—never kissed, never touched—and the weight of that secret makes her feel like a mouse in a lion’s den. Y/N towers before her, shirtless, his chiseled muscles rippling with menace. His blue eyes blaze with lust and cruelty, his presence a tidal wave that drowns her protests. This Y/N is no gentleman—he’s a beast, and Eunchae is his plaything.

“S-sir, I… I can’t do this, please.. I have no idea whats this all about…” Y/N snarls, grabbing her face with a bruising grip. “Shut your worthless mouth, you little bitch,” he growls, his voice a guttural threat.

He crashes his lips against hers, forcing a deep passionate kiss that bruises her lips. His tongue rams into her mouth, rough and unrelenting, his teeth nipping hard enough to draw a gasp. Eunchae whimpers, her small hands shoving weakly at his chest, but the raw dominance ignites a twisted spark deep inside. Y/N kept sucking her lips and tongue deep, she moans into his mouth as they exchange each other's breath inside the mouth kissing.

He pulls back, smirking at her flushed, tear-streaked face. “Pathetic little slut, already whining,” he taunts.

His hands grip her clothes, and with a vicious rip, he tears it apart, fabric shredding like paper. Eunchae yelps, clutching the ruins, but Y/N yanks her bra off, snapping the straps with a sneer.

Her perky breasts spill free, pink nipples stiffening in the cool air.

“Oh gosh!!! your pink nipples,” he groans, his voice dripping with lust. “Fucking begging to be ruined.” He grabs her skirt and panties, tearing them off with a brutal tug, leaving her pale, naked body exposed.

“Oh gosh, your pale white body, so clean,” he mutters, his eyes devouring her. “Like a fresh Korean toy, ready to be broken.”

Before she can speak, Y/N delivers a sharp slap across her cheek, the sting making her cry out. “That’s for talking back, you dumb cunt,” he snaps, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back. “You’re nothing but my maid, my slut. Got that?”

Eunchae (sobbing, voice trembling): “Y-yes, sir… I’m sorry… I’ve never… I’m a virgin, sir…”

Y/N (grinning darkly, his hand squeezing her throat): “A virgin? Fuck, that’s perfect. Gonna rip that tight pussy apart.” He slaps her thigh hard, leaving a red mark. “you girls are so fucking tight and fresh, and you’re the best yet, you little whore.”

Eunchae (tears streaming, voice soft): “Please, sir… I’m just here to work…”

Y/N (chuckling, his grip tightening): “this is YOUR JOB too? You should be, you worthless bitch. Makes you taste sweeter.” He leans in, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re gonna take every fucking thing I give you, or I’ll beat your ass raw.”

Y/N shoves her toward the four-poster bed, its black sheets a stark contrast to the dungeon’s crimson glow. “Get your sorry ass on the bed,” he barks, and Eunchae scrambles to obey, her body shaking as she lies back.

He grabs leather cuffs from a shelf, roughly binding her wrists to the bedposts, spreading her arms wide. The restraints cut into her skin, and she tugs weakly, her breath hitching. He doesn’t stop there—he delivers a hard smack to her stomach, making her gasp, “AAAHH!” “That’s for moving slow,” he snarls, his hand landing another stinging slap on her inner thigh. “Fucking behave u small bitch!.”

Eunchae (whimpering, voice breaking): “, sir… it hurts…” Y/N (smirking, slapping her other thigh): “Hurts? Good. Keeps your pathetic ass in line.” He looms over her, his hand trailing down her trembling body. “What a nice maid, all tied up and crying for me. Gonna make you scream like the dirty whore you are.”

Y/N’s hands roam her body, possessive and rough. “ah!, this pale skin,” he mutters, his fingers digging into her hips. He lifts her arm, exposing her smooth armpit, and leans in, licking the sensitive skin with a hungry growl.

“Even your fucking armpits taste clean,” he says, his tongue lapping roughly, making Eunchae squirm and moan.

He moves to her tits, sucking her pink nipple into her mouth with a savage bite. “These are fucking perfect,” he groans, his teeth grazing her bud, he bites her nipples hard, drawing a “AAAHH!” moan from Eunchae.

He sucks hard, his hand squeezing her other breast, twisting her nipple until she cries out. “Look at you, moaning like a cheap slut,” he taunts, slapping her breast lightly to punctuate his words. Her body arches, the pain and pleasure blurring—she hates how much she craves his cruelty. Y/N forces her thighs apart, his grip bruising. “Spread those fucking legs, bitch,” he snarls, exposing her glistening pink pussy. “Mmm gosh. I'm so lucky, your pink pussy looks so tight and delicious,” he growls, his eyes glinting with hunger.

“Fucking made for me.” He dives in, his tongue attacking her clit with brutal intensity, sucking and biting as he thrusts it deep into her folds. Eunchae screams, “AAAHH!” her hips bucking as the rough pussy eating overwhelms her virgin body.

He shoves three fingers inside her, pumping them hard and deep, stretching her painfully. “Take it, you tight little cunt,” he mutters, curling his fingers to hit her sweet spot. The brutal fingering makes her sob, her body trembling on the edge of release. He flips her hips up, exposing her ass, and buries his face between her cheeks, his tongue lapping at her tight hole. “Fuck, your ass tastes so sweet,” he groans, licking and probing with no restraint. Eunchae gasps, “AHHhhhh!” humiliated but unable to stop the heat pooling in her core. “Dirty Korean slut, you love this, don’t you?” he taunts, slapping her ass hard before returning to her pussy, sucking her clit until she’s screaming.

Eunchae (gasping, tears streaming): “S-sir, please, it’s too much!!”

Y/N (pulling back, his face slick): “Too much? You’re fucking dripping, you lying whore.” He slaps her pussy, making her yelp. “Beg for my tongue, or I’ll beat you black and blue.”

Eunchae (sobbing, voice trembling): “P-please, sir… okay-…”

Y/N (grinning, diving back in): “That’s my good obedient little maid.”

Eunchae is still tied up in the bed, totally her hands tied to the bed, exposing her armpits as well. She can't move.

Y/N climbs onto the bed, unbuttoning his jeans to free his massive, throbbing cock.

Eunchae’s eyes widen—it’s terrifying, too big for her untouched body. “N-no, sir, I can’t… I've never seen this or done this” she stammers, but Y/N grabs her hair, yanking her head forward. “Open your fucking mouth, you useless maid,” he snarls, forcing his cock past her lips.

She gags, her small mouth struggling, making wet “GAWK GAWK” sounds as he fills her throat. “Suck it, bitch,” he growls, thrusting deep. Her tongue fumbles, inexperienced, but he doesn’t care, his hand tight in her hair.

His thrusts turn brutal, fucking her face with savage force. “GAWK GAWK,” Eunchae chokes, her throat burning as his cock slams into it. “Take it all, you filthy cunt,” he grunts, ignoring her muffled whimpers. Tears stream down her cheeks, her body shaking as she gags violently.

The roughness pushes her too far—her stomach heaves, and she vomits, a mess of bile and saliva spilling down her chin onto her chest. Y/N pulls out, laughing coldly. “Disgusting little bitch,” he says, smearing the mess across her face with a rough hand. “You’re gonna learn to take this cock, or I’ll choke you every fucking day.” Eunchae (coughing, voice hoarse): “I’m sorry, sir… I tried…” Y/N (smirking, stroking his cock): “Sorry’s for losers, slut. You’re gonna make it up to me now.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`~~

Now Y/N moves between her legs, forcing her thighs apart with a bruising grip that makes her wince. “Time to fuck that virgin pussy,” he snarls, rubbing his thick cock against her slick entrance, her body’s only lubrication a betrayal of her fear.

“Gonna rip you to shreds, you worthless little cunt.” Eunchae whimpers, her body trembling, tears already streaming down her face as she braces for the inevitable.

Eunchae (sobbing, voice shaking): “Please, sir, don’t! I’m a virgin, I can’t take it! Stop, I beg you!”

Y/N (grinning darkly, slapping her face hard): “Whats wrong? You'll lose your virginity in future anyways.. Learn the experience from me! Also you don’t get to beg!”

The crack of his hand echoes, her cheek burning as he grabs her throat.

“You’re my slut, and you’ll take every inch!” He slams into her with a single, brutal thrust, tearing through her virginity with excruciating force.

“OHH - AAAHH!” Eunchae screams as she feels the huge cock inside her for the first time in her life, her voice raw with agony as the pain sears through her like fire.

Y/N is not slow, he pounds into her with relentless, punishing thrusts, each one deeper, harder, his hips slamming against her with bone-jarring force. “Oh fuck, it feels so good, your pussy’s so tight, you pathetic whore,” he growls, delivering a heavy punch to her thigh, the impact making her body jerk. “OH Godd! Noo,-!” she wails, her sobs choking her words, but Y/N smirks, slapping her face again, harder this time, leaving her dizzy.

Eunchae (crying hysterically, voice breaking): “It hurts! Sir, please, I’m begging you, stop! Uhmm! I can’t handle it!”

Y/N (snarling, punching her stomach): “Keep crying, you dumb cunt! Makes my cock harder!” The punch knocks the breath from her, and he slaps her breasts, one after the other, the sharp stings drawing more screams. “Fucking scream louder, slut!” “AAAHH!” Eunchae screams louder now, shrieks, her body shaking under the onslaught, her pleas ignored.

Y/N grabs her hips, bruising her flesh as he thrusts even harder, his cock stretching her painfully. “Korean maid girls like you are made for this, you filthy maid,” he sneers, landing another punch to her hip, the thud reverberating through her. “SIR, NO MORE!” she sobs, her voice hoarse, tears flooding her face, but he slaps her again, her head snapping to the side.

Eunchae (screaming, desperate): “I’m dying, sir!!” Y/N (mocking, slapping her cheek): “dying? C'mon don't joke, I've taken virginity of a lot of girls, you are not dying, I know how to do it well” He grabs her throat, squeezing as he thrusts. “Say you’re my fucking whore, or I’ll beat you bloody!!” “I… I’m your whore, sir!” Eunchae chokes out, her voice broken by sobs, hoping it’ll stop the pain.

Y/N grunts, his thrusts erratic as he chases his release, his body tenses, and with a guttural roar, he unloads a massive, thick cum load inside her, the hot, relentless flood pouring into her in heavy spurts. It feels endless, his cock pulsing as he fills her to the brim, the sticky warmth overflowing, seeping out around his shaft and dripping down her thighs.

“Take every fucking drop, you worthless slut,” he snarls, grinding into her to ensure his seed stays deep, his hands bruising her hips as he holds her in place. Eunchae whimpers,her body trembling under the invasive sensation, her sobs choked with pain and humiliation.

Eunchae starts taking a lot of breathe as shes tired from her first time as Y/N pulls out.

But Y/N is smirking coldly as he wipes himself on her bruised thigh, “You think I’m done, you stupid cunt?” he sneers, standing to survey the room’s arsenal of tools. “Your crying’s just foreplay.” Eunchae’s body trembles, her sobs uncontrollable, her skin already marred with bruises and welts.

Y/N (grabbing a leather whip, cracking it in the air): “Now take this!” He lashes the whip across her stomach, the searing sting making her scream, “AAAHH!” “You’re my toy, bitch, and I’m gonna break you!” The whip strikes again, leaving angry red welts across her thighs and breasts.

Y/n takes a vibrator and puts it at high speed inside her cunt, Eunchae screams “PLEASE, NNOT THIS!” Eunchae wails, but Y/N ignores her,arquía Eunchae (crying, voice raw): “Take it away! Please, sir, it hurts and is annoying! AAAHH!”

Y/N (laughing, slapping her face): “Hurts? Good, you deserve it, you filthy whore!” He turns the vibrator to its highest setting, making her scream louder, then tosses it aside.

The vibrator is tearing her cunt hard.

“AAAHH,” Eunchae whimpers, her voice barely a whisper, exhausted but terrified. Eunchae (sobbing, pleading): “No more, sir… I can’t take it… please, let this tool go away from me!”

Y/n smirks, He takes away the vibrator and starts to fuck her again. He grabs a steel metal rod, its surface cold and menacing, designed for impact play. “This’ll teach you, you useless maid,” he snarls, bringing it down across her thighs with a sickening clang. “AAAHH!” Eunchae screams, the pain blinding, her body jerking against the restraints. she sobs, but Y/N strikes again, Y/n is fucking her rough as well as the rod leaving deep bruises on her hips and stomach. “Fucking take it, you maid slut,” he growls, hitting her arms, each blow precise but brutal. Eunchae (screaming, tears flooding), shes's just begging to stop. "I’ll Do Anything, Stop!”, But y/n strikes her hard, this time he grabs the whip and his belt and smashes over her body, her sides, her breasts, each hit a fresh torment. Finally Y/n pulls out slowly, his cock glistening with their combined fluids.

Y/N feels something inside his cock, he smirks.

“Not done with you yet, bitch,” he says, grabbing her jaw with a rough hand, forcing her mouth open wide. “Open that filthy hole and drink this, you disgusting whore,” he growls, positioning himself over her tear-streaked face.

Before she can protest, a hot, acrid stream of piss shoots into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.

Eunchae gags violently, the bitter taste overwhelming, but Y/N tightens his grip, tilting her head to ensure she can’t escape. “Swallow it, you pathetic cunt. Drink the piss!” he barks, his voice dripping with contempt.

The piss keeps coming, flooding her mouth, spilling over her lips and down her chin as she chokes and sputters, tears streaming harder.

Eunchae (choking, sobbing): “Please, sir, Its dirty! I can’t!”

Y/N (laughing coldly, slapping her cheek): “Dirty? You’re a fucking toilet now, slut! Drink every drop or I’ll drown you in it!” He shakes her jaw, forcing more piss down her throat.

“Look at you, gagging like a cheap whore. You were made for this!”

Eunchae’s cries are muffled as she struggles to swallow, the rancid liquid burning her throat, her body shaking with revulsion. she wails, but Y/N keeps pissing, the stream relentless, soaking her face, matting her hair, and pooling on the bed beneath her. “That’s it, you pig, choke on it,” he taunts, finally emptying himself, the last drops splattering across her lips. He yanks her hair hard, jerking her head back, and spits directly into her face, the thick saliva mixing with the piss and tears on her cheeks. “Clean up, maid slut,” he snarls, shoving her down onto the soaked sheets with a sneer.

Finally the aftermath: Y/N finishes, letting her collapse onto the bed, her body a quivering mass of bruises, welts, piss and pain. “Clean your disgusting ass up, slut,” he snaps, zipping up his jeans with a smug grin. Although its the first time for Eunchae and its finished, Y/n says :" You’re not done serving me,” he says, turning to leave. Eunchae curls into a ball, her sobs wracking her body, her face a mess of tears, piss, spit, snot and cum over her pussy and holes.

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Hello I just wanted to check in and see when your next smut is?

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Black

(IU X Male Reader) word count: 1022 words

"Come here, beautiful."

You motion IU to come closer. The smile on her face widens and she crawls over the sheets towards you. Your camera is focused on her as she reaches the edge of her bed.

Excitement rushes through you when IU starts to unbuckle your belt. You feel this way with every new idol you shoot with. You're curious how her smooth skin is going to feel in your hands, how good she might be in sucking you off and how tight her pussy might be for you.

"That's a good girl."

You stroke IU's hair as she opens your pants. Your cock escapes your boxers when she pulls at your waistband. It lands on top of her face, making her gasp in appreciation and excitement.

Often their companies, or sometimes the idols themselves tell you up front what kind of sex they like. Their kinks, stuff that they want to try out and things that you're not allowed to do with them. But when IU's company just told you she likes it really rough, you had to check out some of her previous content to make sure you get it right. And let's just say that "she likes it rough" is the understatement of the century. She is literally a freak.

You reach down to take her chin into your hand. You make her look up at you, but her eyes are mainly focused on your cock.

"Choke on my cock, you little slut."

You say it in a way that should make her blood run cold, but you can only see lust in her eyes.

IU gives your cock a few quick kisses here and there to test the waters, but then she takes most of it into her mouth without warning. You try your best to hold the camera steady as she suddenly goes to town your cock. Like you told her to, she starts to gag when she forces you down her throat. She quickly makes a mess of your cock, coating it in her salvia, while a lot or her spit starts to stain the sheets underneath her.

"Oh fuck."

You groan, unable to keep quiet. IU takes your dick down her throat with every bob of her head. You have to hold onto her hair with one hand because you feel like you might collapse otherwise.

"It's so good."

She moans as she backs away a little to get some air.

"I could choke on this cock all day."

Before you can say something, she already wrapped her lips around your cock again. The sounds of her choking on your dick echo through her bedroom. You feel her throat tighten around you, her muscles massaging your length.

You're embarrassed as you suddenly start to feel a familiar knot in your stomach. This is not the calm, calculated, almost elegant blowjob of a woman like Seohyun. This is an all out assault on your cock.

You eventually have to push IU off your cock to prevent yourself from cuming too early. She looks up at you, disappointment in her eyes, her mouth and chin covered in her spit. You order her to lie on her back and IU's mischievous smile lights up once more.

"Fuck me."

She begs as you kneel in front of her on her bed, your cock resting against her pussy. She's already wet, one of her hands gently rubbing her clit, while she looks up at you.

"I need your cock."

She does her best pout and you reward her with slowly pushing your cock into her tight cavern. The both of you moan in union. Now you understand why none of the guys in her previous videos lasted for very long.

You let her adjust to your size as you slowly thrust in and out of her, making her arch her back a little. Her small, naked body makes your own body unable to control yourself. Soon you're pounding her small frame into the matters beneath her. Her moans echo off the walls, while her hands claw for her sheets. Your hands are holding onto her small waist, partially pressing down on her midriff. You watch her eyes roll back, her back arching further.

"Harder! Harder!"

Her cries for more only fuel your desire to completely ruin her body. Your cock seems to split her open as you relentlessly fuck her tight pussy. Her small tits bounce to your rhythm, but you can only look at them. Your hands are busy with pulling her onto your cock whenever you thrust into her. Her legs used be wrapped around your hips, now they're just lying on her bed, numb with pleasure.

"Oh god!"

IU's moans become louder and you feel her pussy tighten even more around your cock. You lean over her a little more as some of your sweat starts to drip off your body and onto her. When you glance at the camera, that is lying next to her on the bed, to make sure it's still recording, you've got an idea.

You reach forward with one hand and take a fistful of IU's hair. You pull her closer, making her head and her upper body rise off the bed.

"Oh god, yes! Use me!"

Now only her lower back is on the matters as you basically folded her in half. You continue to fuck her brains out and you can feel her juices drip down your cock.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!"

IU cries out as her first orgasm overwhelms her. Her pussy contracts around your cock, her small frame shakes underneath you. The sheets on which she is lying are getting soaked in her juices. You fuck her through her orgasm, not giving her even a second to catch her breath.

As soon as IU is barely coming down from her high, you let go off her hair, making her upper body fall back onto the mattress. You quickly spin her around and raise her ass.

"Yes, use me more!"

She moans as you push her face into her sheets while you fuck her from behind.

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Rub your cock all over IU's face while she's sleeping

White

(IU X Male Reader) word count: 1030 words

The first couple of days after she got back were hell. You couldn't talk, you couldn't eat, you couldn't concentrate without staring at your stepsister. Jieun as become more beautiful while she was away. And although you see her on TV almost every day, seeing her in person again is something entirely different.

After her world tour ended Jieun said that she'd spend the week at your parent's house. It's your mother's birthday, that's why you're there as well. But that also means that you and Jieun are living under one roof again. And you can't stop thinking about how sexy she looks. It doesn't help that she always walks around in simple, but revealing clothes. A bra seems to be a foreign concept to her, while hanging out in the house. You see her nipples poke through her tops on a daily basis. And since it has gotten warmer outside she's showing off her midriff whenever she can. The higher temperatures also mean that she is not hiding her legs either. It can be a short skirt, shorts that barely cover her small tight ass, or even just a pair of panties.

And because of all that, you've been living in hell. You can't even count how often you had to lock yourself in your room to take care of your erection. Probably around five times a day. Jieun is just so damn irresistible.

And today is the worst day of all.

Your parents are not home until later this evening, so you and Jieun are alone. While you eat a quick lunch in the kitchen, she walks in and heads towards the fridge. Once more you forget how to eat, too captivated her tight, slim frame. Her tight crop top shows off her nipples and her midriff, while her skirt barely reaches her thighs.

When she opens the fridge and bends over to get something from the back, your heart suddenly stops. Jieun isn't wearing any panties. You get your first full view of the one thing you've always dreamed of. You take in the sight of her beautiful pussy as she doesn't seem to notice you staring. Your cock has been hard since she walked in and now you have the undying urge to disappear into your room again.

As you walk past Jieun's room two hours later, you notice that her door is half open. She usually takes a nap at this hour, so you decide to take a peek. Your breath hitches when you see her lying on her stomach. Her sheets only cover her upper body and her lower body is facing you. You can look right up her small skirt. Unfortunately her thighs are pressed together, but that makes them look even fuller. You admire her tight butt cheeks as Jieun suddenly lets out a sound while asleep. It sounds like a moan to you and your already hard cock is stirring against your pants.

As if you're being controlled by someone else, you slowly walk into her room. You don't dare to touch her, afraid that she might wake up. On tiptoes you eventually reach her upper body. You admire her beautiful face. It looks soft, gentle. Perfect, like a piece of art.

What if you just...

How could you even think that?

Your heart beats faster. As you think about it again. As long as she doesn't wake up, she'd never find out, right?

You take a deep breath and carefully take your cock out of your pants. You stroke yourself, looking at her face. You've used fancams, MVs, pictures and all kind of material before to jerk off to her, but this so much different. So much better.

As time passes, you start to become more daring. You take a step closer and gently let your cock rest on her face.

Oh my god. Her skin feels so soft. Way better than you thought it would.

You let your cock rub against her cheek, nose, even across her lips. All of it makes your head spin with excitement. It's all wrong. All of it. And yet you've never felt better.

After around a minute, you notice how her mouth is slowly opening. Not by much, but a cold shower runs down your spine when you realize, just enough. You let your tip wander from her cheek to her mouth. Carefully you part her lips with your cock and slowly push forward. Your breath hitches as you feel her's on your cock. Soon the tip of your cock is wet with your stepsister's saliva.

A groan almost escapes your mouth as you feel her tongue accidentally flick against your dick. You knees become weaker the longer your tip is inside her mouth. Eventually, you have to pull out, unable to take it anymore. You know that you'll be cuming soon, but you just can't walk away.

Your cock rests on her cheek once more and you slowly move it around to smear her saliva all over face. Just the act itself has you on the verge of your orgasm.

Fuck. Where are you supposed to cum? You know you aren't able to walk back into your room. It's only a matter of seconds. You wish you could just cum on her face. But she'd definitely notice when she wakes up. What if you wipe it off, before Jieun does?

No, it's too dangerous.

Your breath becomes shakey and the only thing you can do is finally cum. You manage to take another step forward, both your knees hitting her bed. Your cum leaves your cock and hits her pillow behind her head. You see stars as you orgasm. You imagine yourself cuming on her face, in her pussy, on her tits...

When you come back to your senses, half her pillow is covered in your cum. You notice some drops in her dark hair as well. You're breathing heavily.

Now that it's all over, you realize what you've done. Your heart beats faster as fear overwhelms you. You pray that she doesn't find out.

You quickly turn around and try to get out of your stepsister's room as quickly as possible.

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The Beast Party

Another part of The Best Party

tags : orgy, sex party, squirting, ass and pussy gape, gangbang. 

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On a relaxing afternoon, Kim Minju, a former member of the idol group IZONE, and Kim Chaewon, a current member of LE SSERAFIM and also a former IZONE member, were hanging out together in the heart of Seoul. It had become somewhat of a tradition for the two to catch up whenever their busy schedules allowed — a comforting return to familiarity amidst the whirlwind of their separate lives.

Chaewon, true to form, was a whirlwind of energy, her laughter echoing through the cozy café they had chosen for their meetup. A free spirit with a penchant for spontaneity, she launched into vivid tales of her latest adventures, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Her stories, often filled with late-night escapades and unexpected twists, left Minju both amused and slightly horrified. As Chaewon animatedly shared the latest gossip, her hands moved like a silent film starlet narrating a scandalous drama, drawing laughter and wide-eyed reactions from her old friend.

One evening, as the two friends lounged on the couch, surrounded by takeout boxes and forgotten TV shows, Chaewon's latest idea struck like a bolt of lightning. "Remember that wild party we had?" she began, her voice low and mischievous. "What if we went even wilder? Like, really wild. We could go on vacation and throw a beast party!"

Minju's eyes widened, and she sat up straight, a forgotten chopstick slipping from her fingers. "Africa?" she whispered, her mind racing with the possibilities. The continent was a canvas of adventure, a place where their most daring desires could become reality.

Their conversation grew heated, a tangible excitement charging the air. They scoured the internet, eyes glossing over images of vast savannahs and exotic beasts. They weren't just looking for a party, but a once-in-a-lifetime experience that would blow the doors off their mundane lives.

Their excitement grew with each click, and before they knew it, their dreams of a wild African adventure had crystallized into a plan. They'd leave the concrete jungle behind and immerse themselves in a place where the rules were theirs to rewrite. Little did they know, this journey would be the catalyst for a tale of passion and debauchery that would make their previous escapades seem tame.

Minju and Chaewon took a much-needed break from their frenzied preparations and stepped onto the golden sands of a secluded African beach, the sun setting in a fiery blaze behind them.

The villa they'd rented was a modern marvel, nestled in the embrace of lush palm trees, its gleaming white walls and thatched roof whispering of luxurious secrets. Inside, the cool embrace of air conditioning and the scent of tropical flowers greeted them like a soothing balm. They flopped onto the plush couches in the open-plan living area, their laughter bouncing off the high ceilings.

"Can you believe we're actually here?" Minju said, her eyes wide with wonder. "It's like a dream come true."

Chaewon leaned back, a smug smile playing on her lips. "I told you we could make it happen. Now, let's get down to business. We've got a party to plan!"

But Minju's gaze remained fixed on the horizon, where the fiery sun melted into the sea. "But we need to take a rest first," she murmured, the fatigue of their travels finally catching up to her.

The next day, they prepared themselves for the ultimate beach day, each donning an erotic bikini that screamed of their daring spirits. Minju's was a simple yet elegant black two-piece that accentuated her curves without revealing too much, while Chaewon opted for a flamboyant red number that barely contained her ample assets. The fabric was so skimpy it was practically a second skin, leaving little to the imagination.

Their eyes met in the mirror, and Minju felt a jolt of excitement as she took in Chaewon's reflection. She'd never seen her friend look so... predatory. "You're going to turn heads," she said, her voice thick with desire.

"That's the idea," Chaewon purred, her hands smoothing over her hips. "But we need to make sure everyone's invited. Let's start with the locals. They know how to throw a party like nobody's business."

They spent the next few hours exploring the beach, their eyes peeled for any signs of life. The ocean rolled out before them, a vast, untamed sea that mirrored the wildness they sought. They approached a group of muscular young men playing beach volleyball, their dark skin gleaming with sweat. Chaewon wasted no time, sauntering over with a seductive smile. "Hey, guys," she called out, her voice carrying over the sound of the waves. "You wouldn't happen to know how to throw a party around here, would you?"

The men stopped mid-game, their gazes drawn to the two foreign beauties. The tallest one, a man named Kofi, grinned, flashing a set of perfect white teeth. "We throw the best parties on this coast," he boasted. "But we need more than just us."

Minju and Chaewon exchanged glances, their hearts racing with anticipation. "We want to invite everyone," Minju said. "Make it a week-long celebration. We've got the villa, the drinks, and the stamina. What do you say?"

Kofi's eyes lit up. "Seven days, seven nights of pure madness," he mused, a hint of challenge in his tone. "You're on. But you'd better be ready for what we bring to the table."

The two friends nodded eagerly, their imaginations already running wild with the possibilities. They had eight days to make their wildest fantasies come true, and they were going to use every single moment to its fullest. They returned to the villa, adrenaline pumping through their veins as they set about transforming the serene retreat into a hedonistic playground.

The days that followed were a whirlwind of excitement and preparation. They spent hours on the beach, soaking in the sun's kiss while they discussed party themes and guest lists. They swam in the warm waters, letting the waves crash over them as they laughed and plotted. The local market became their personal treasure trove, as they bought exotic foods and decorations that would make their event the talk of the town.

"This night gonna go wild for us," Chaewon said with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling like the diamond necklace she'd bought from a street vendor. She lounged on a sunbed, sipping a cocktail that was as vibrant as the setting sun. The alcohol had loosened her inhibitions, and she began to dance to the music playing softly from a nearby radio, her body moving in a way that was both sensual and uninhibited.

Minju watched her friend with a mix of admiration and nervousness. She knew Chaewon's power over men, and she hoped that their plan would not only be successful but also safe. They had spread the word far and wide that their villa was open to any man who sought a night of unbridled pleasure, a promise that had sent whispers through the local community like wildfire.

As night descended upon them, the air grew thick with anticipation. The scent of spicy meat sizzling on a makeshift BBQ mingled with the sweet aroma of tropical flowers, creating an intoxicating bouquet that hung heavy over the partygoers. The DJ, a local talent they had discovered in the market, had set up his decks on the beach, the bass thumping through the sand. The lights from the villa cast a warm glow over the gathering, which grew by the minute.

Minju and Chaewon didn't know how many men had responded to their invitation, but as they surveyed the growing crowd, they realized it was more than they had ever dreamed of. Each one was a potential dance partner, a conversationalist, or perhaps even something more. They felt a thrill of excitement, their hearts pounding in their chests like drums echoing the rhythm of the night.

As the party grew wilder, so did their drinking. The cocktails flowed freely, each one more potent than the last, and the two friends threw caution to the wind, letting the alcohol dissolve their inhibitions like sugar in water. Minju giggled as she sipped from a concoction that changed color with every sip, feeling the warmth spread through her body like a lover's embrace. Chaewon, ever the social butterfly, flitted from group to group, her laughter as potent as the drinks she handed out.

The music grew louder, the beats pulsating through the night like the heart of the jungle itself. The sand beneath their feet vibrated with the rhythm, and before long, the two friends found themselves at the center of the makeshift dance floor, their hips swaying to the hypnotic melody. The men watched them with hungry eyes, their gazes lingering on the way their bikinis barely contained their voluptuous forms.

Suddenly, the DJ couldn't resist the siren's call any longer. He abandoned his decks, leaving the music to play on repeat, and strutted over to Minju and Chaewon. His movements were fluid, almost feline, as he slipped between them, wrapping an arm around each of their waists. They laughed in surprise as he began to grind against them, his muscles flexing with the beat. The other partygoers cheered, creating a circle around the trio, egging them on with whistles and claps.

The air grew electric as the music's tempo increased. The men in the crowd, their eyes glazed with lust and alcohol, began to step closer, reaching out to touch the two friends. Minju felt a hand slip beneath the fabric of her bikini top, and she gasped, her body tensing. But instead of fear, she felt a thrill of excitement. This was what they had come for. Chaewon's eyes met hers, and she saw the same hunger reflected in her friend's gaze.

As if on cue, the DJ reached behind him and untied the string of his board shorts, letting them fall to the sand. He stepped back, revealing a cock that was indeed larger than any they had ever seen. It was thick, with a girth that could easily wrap a fist and a length that seemed to stretch on forever. The men in the crowd murmured in awe, their own desires swelling as they took in the sight.

The DJ's confidence grew with every beat of the music, and soon, more men began to follow his lead. They pulled down their swim trunks, exposing themselves to the warm night air. Each cock was a testament to the raw, unbridled lust that pulsed through the gathering. The sight was overwhelming, a veritable smorgasbord of male virility.

But it was the DJ's member that truly stole the show. With a diameter that could easily wrap a hand and a length that defied belief, it stood proudly before them like a monument to carnality. The crowd's murmurs grew into a dull roar, a primal chant that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath their feet.

The sight was both terrifying and thrilling, and Minju felt her pussy throb in response, wet with a need she hadn't realized she had. Chaewon's eyes widened, and she licked her lips, a wicked smile playing on her face as she took in the display before her. "Looks like we're in for a wild ride," she whispered into Minju's ear, the heat of her breath sending shivers down her spine.

Minju could only nod, her eyes still transfixed on the monstrous cock that seemed to have a life of its own, pulsing in time with the music. The DJ took a step closer, and she could feel the heat radiating from him, the promise of pleasure and pain wrapped up in one delicious package. She knew that she'd never be able to handle something so... substantial, but the thought of trying sent a thrill of excitement through her body.

"All of us are naked now," they murmured in unison, their voices a siren's call that echoed through the night. One by one, the partygoers began to shed their clothing, revealing their own desires for the world to see. The beach became a sea of naked flesh, each body a canvas of wanton need.

Minju's eyes were drawn to one man in particular, his cock a testament to the beauty of the African night. It was as big as her forearm, thick and veiny with a girth that had to be at least three inches in diameter. "Look at that," she whispered to Chaewon, her voice a mix of awe and apprehension. "It's like nothing we've ever seen before."

Chaewon followed her gaze, her pupils dilating with excitement. "Twelve inches lengths and three inches diameter, if it's an inch," she murmured, her hand absently reaching down to caress her own clit. The thought of taking such a monstrous member inside her was both terrifying and exhilarating. "I want to feel it," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the music.

Minju felt a tremor of excitement run through her as the man with the colossal cock approached them, his stride confident and predatory. "You'll get it soon, baby," he said, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate in her very core. His eyes were dark with lust as he looked her over, his cock jutting out before him like a spear.

The other men gathered around, their tongues already out, eager to taste the sweetness that was Minju and Chaewon. They began to lick them, starting at their toes and moving slowly up their legs. The sensation was strange, a mix of tickling and pleasure that made Minju's knees wobble. Chaewon moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as the men took turns, their tongues dancing over every inch of their skin.

One by one, the men knelt before them, their tongues flicking out to taste the nectar that was their pussies. Minju gasped as the first man's tongue met her clit, sending shockwaves through her body. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever felt, a symphony of pleasure that had her bucking against the sand. Chaewon's eyes were squeezed shut, her body arched as she rode the waves of pleasure that crashed over her.

Their hands reached out, tentatively at first, to the men surrounding them. They touched, explored, and teased, learning the contours of each cock as if they were sacred artifacts. The men groaned in unison, their hips jerking with every stroke of the girls' soft fingers. The party had become a ritual, a tapestry of desire that wove together the wildness of the jungle with the decadence of civilization.

Minju and Chaewon's tongues danced over the velvety heads of the men's cocks, tasting the salty pre-cum that beaded at their tips. They took turns, each one eager to prove their skill, to show the others what they were capable of. The air was thick with the scent of arousal, a heady perfume that intoxicated them further.

The men groaned in unison, their eyes rolling back in their heads as the two friends worked in tandem, their mouths moving in a rhythm that was as ancient as it was erotic. Chaewon took the lead, her mouth sliding over one cock while her hand stroked another, her movements a symphony of seduction. Minju watched, her own desire spiking as she saw the effect they had on the men.

"Give us all that cock," Chaewon demanded, her voice a sultry purr that sent a shiver down Minju's spine. The words were a declaration of war on their inhibitions, a battle cry for their most primal instincts. The men didn't need any more encouragement. They surged forward, eager to satisfy the hunger in the girls' eyes.

Minju's breath hitched as she felt a cock nudge against her wetness, the tip teasing her swollen clit. It was the DJ, his member so thick it was like a battering ram at her gates. She spread her legs wider, welcoming the intrusion, the anticipation building to a crescendo within her. Chaewon, on the other hand, was surrounded by a group of men, each eager to claim a piece of her for themselves.

The man with the twelve-inch monstrosity didn't waste any time. He grabbed Chaewon's face and forced his cock into her mouth, his grip unyielding. Her eyes watered as she took him in, her throat stretching to accommodate his girth. He began to thrust, the sound of her gagging muffled by the cacophony of the party. Despite the fear and discomfort, she felt a twisted thrill, her body responding to the sheer power and dominance he exuded.

Meanwhile, two more men positioned themselves behind Minju, their cocks standing at attention. She felt the tip of one nudging at her pussy, the other at her ass, both so thick they seemed to be testing the limits of what she could handle. Her heart raced as she looked over at Chaewon, who met her gaze with a look that was a mix of terror and excitement. This was it, the moment of truth.

"Ready?" one of the men murmured in her ear, his breath hot and heavy with desire. Minju nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she braced herself for what was to come. With one swift movement, they entered her, one after the other, filling her completely. She screamed out, the word "fuck" torn from her throat with the force of a tornado. It was more than she'd ever felt, a sensation that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

The man with the colossal cock took his position at the back, his grip firm as he guided himself into her tight, unexplored depths. Minju's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself stretched to the limits of endurance, her body trembling with the sheer size of him. Chaewon, on her knees beside her, watched with wide eyes, her own mouth full of another man's cock. She could feel her friend's pain, a mirror to her own, and she reached out to grip her hand, a silent offering of solidarity in their shared debauchery.

The two men inside her began to move in unison, their rhythm a brutal dance that had her body jolting with every thrust. She could feel every vein, every pulse of their cocks as they claimed her, their girth stretching her to the point of agony. Her pussy and ass burned, but amidst the pain was a blossoming flower of pleasure, a sweet agony that had her hips rising to meet them, eager for more.

"Aghh, my pussy and ass stretch so much," Minju groaned, her voice a desperate cry that was swallowed by the roar of the party. Her words were a siren's call, drawing more men to her, eager to claim a piece of the exotic beauty before them. They watched with hungry eyes, stroking themselves as they waited for their turn, the sight of her being used so thoroughly only adding to their arousal.

Chaewon's mouth was a cavern of pleasure around the thick shaft in her mouth, her cheeks hollowed with the effort of taking him in. She could feel his cock pulse with every beat of his heart, his excitement growing as he watched his friends claim Minju. The taste of him was musky, a blend of sweat and lust that she found oddly intoxicating. Despite her own discomfort, she felt a thrill run through her, a heady mix of power and submission.

Minju's eyes rolled back in her head, her body responding to the relentless pounding. She felt her orgasm building, a tsunami that she had no hope of holding back. The man with the colossal cock was a maestro, his strokes deep and sure, hitting a spot inside her that she didn't even know existed. The pressure grew, a tight coil in her belly, until she could bear it no longer.

With a scream that was lost in the din of the party, Minju squirted, the force of her release so intense it drenched the men behind her. Chaewon watched, her eyes glazed with a mix of shock and arousal as her friend's body bucked and writhed in pleasure. The sight of Minju's pussy gushing was a revelation, a display of sexual power that had the men around her stumbling over themselves to get closer.

The man with the massive cock took this as his cue to let go, and with a triumphant roar, he began to pump his seed into Minju's welcoming depths. The sensation of being filled so completely was almost too much for her, and she collapsed onto the sand, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Chaewon felt a wetness spread between her own thighs, the sight of Minju's pleasure triggering a climax of her own. She squirted, her pussy spraying the man who had been fucking her face, her juices mingling with the spit and cum that already coated her features.

As the first round of passion waned, the men withdrew, their cocks slick with the girls' cum and their own. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a heady mix that seemed to intoxicate everyone present. The men looked down at Minju and Chaewon with a mix of awe and lust, their seed spurting from their pussy and ass, painting the sand with a sticky, white trail. The girls lay there, panting and spent, their bodies limp as ragdolls.

"Our dreams come true, Chaewon," Minju murmured, her voice shaky with the aftermath of her climax.

"I think my pussy keep spasming," Chaewon gasped, her breathing still ragged as she leaned against Minju, their bodies sticky with a mix of sweat and cum. The feeling of the cool sand against her back was a stark contrast to the fiery passion that had just consumed her.

"Mine too," Minju agreed, her voice a hoarse whisper. The man who had just filled her to the brim with his seed looked down at her with a smug smile, his eyes lingering on the gaping O her pussy had become. His friends crowded around, their own cocks still erect and glistening with pre-cum, eager to take their turns.

One by one, they stepped up, each taking a moment to admire the sight before them. They were like animals in heat, each more primal than the last, as they claimed Minju's body with a ferocity that was both terrifying and exhilarating. She felt their weight upon her, their cocks sliding into her, stretching her until she thought she would split in two.

The men took turns, their grunts and groans mixing with Minju's cries of pleasure. Each round was a new adventure, a new level of depravity that she had never before experienced. She felt her body respond to their every touch, her pussy contracting around their cocks as if it had been made just for this. Chaewon, not to be outdone, was busy taking on two men at once, her mouth and pussy a never-ending source of pleasure for them.

Their juices flowed freely, mingling with the sweat that coated their bodies. The sight of Minju's pussy, stretched and dripping, was too much for the men to resist. They took turns, each one more eager than the last to feel her squirt around them, to be the one to make her body convulse with pleasure. Her moans grew louder with each round, her voice hoarse from the sheer volume of her passion.

The partygoers watched, their own desires stoked by the sight of Minju and Chaewon being taken so thoroughly. The beach had become a carnival of lust, a place where inhibitions were left at the door and every desire was allowed to roam free. The music continued to play, the bass pounding in time with the rhythm of their hips, as if the very earth was in sync with their carnality.

As the night wore on, the men grew more aggressive, their strokes more frenzied. They were like a pack of wild animals, each fighting for dominance, each eager to leave their mark. Minju felt herself become a part of the landscape, her body a battleground for their desires. Yet, through it all, she never once felt less than the queen of the night.

The men took her to the edge and beyond, pushing her to heights she had never dared dream of. Her squirts grew stronger with each round, her body a fountain of pleasure that seemed to have no end. Chaewon, too, was lost in her own world, her eyes glazed with lust as she took on more and more men.

Ten rounds, then eleven, and still they came. Each man took his turn, each one more vigorous than the last. The beach was a blur of limbs and flesh, a tapestry of desire and debauchery that stretched as far as the eye could see. And through it all, Minju and Chaewon remained the center, their bodies a canvas for the men's pleasure.

Their cries grew louder, their bodies weaker, until finally, with a collective roar, the men released their seed. It spurted into Minju, filling her to the brim until she could take no more. She collapsed, her body trembling with the force of her climax, her pussy pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure. Chaewon followed suit, her legs giving out as she was drenched in cum.

As the twelfth round came to an end, the crowd erupted into applause. The men, their cocks now sated, stepped back, their chests heaving with exertion. They had given the girls the experience they had craved, and in return, Minju and Chaewon had given them a night they would never forget.

The two friends lay there, panting and exhausted, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. They looked at each other, the reality of what they had just done setting in. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss, a moment that had surpassed any party they had ever thrown in Seoul.

Minju's eyes rolled back in her head, her body shaking as she felt another round of pleasure build up inside her. She didn't think it was possible, but her pussy was still pulsing, begging for more. Chaewon, equally spent, leaned into her, their bodies sticking together with the remnants of the men's passion.

Their breathing grew shallow, their hearts racing like wild horses as the men continued to worship them. Each new cock brought with it a fresh wave of sensation, a symphony of pain and pleasure that seemed to never end. It was as if their bodies had been taken over by some primal instinct, a hunger that could never be fully satiated.

With each new round, Minju felt herself slipping further into the abyss, her mind a whirlwind of sensation and emotion. The men's grunts and groans grew fainter, the world around them a blur of color and sound. The only thing that remained clear was the feeling of their cocks inside her, a never-ending dance of dominance and submission.

As the night grew darker and the stars twinkled above them, the men grew bolder. They pushed and pulled at her, their hands roaming over every inch of her flesh as if they could never get enough. Her pussy clenched around them, her ass spasming with each thrust, a silent scream of pleasure that echoed through the night.

The girls' moans grew weaker, their bodies no longer able to keep up with the relentless onslaught. Yet even as they reached their breaking points, the men didn't relent. They had become beasts, driven by a lust that seemed to have no end. Minju felt her vision swim, the world going dark at the edges.

Suddenly, with a gasp, she felt it. Her orgasm hit her like a sledgehammer, her body arching off the sand as she squirted once more, the force of it so intense that it sent shockwaves through the very air. Chaewon's eyes rolled back in her head, her own body responding to the symphony of pleasure.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. The men stepped back, their cocks still erect but their eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and awe. They had taken the two friends to the very brink of their limits and back again.

Their bodies lay still, their breathing ragged and uneven, as the reality of what they had just done set in. They had given themselves over to the night, to the wildness of Africa, and had come out the other side forever changed.

"I think we should stop, it's been fifteen rounds," one of the men spoke up, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate with the very fabric of the universe. His words hung in the air, a sobering reminder that even the most hedonistic of nights must come to an end.

Minju's body continued to quiver, her pussy and ass clenching around the two cocks still buried inside her. Her squirts had turned into a constant flow, a river of pleasure that seemed to have no end. She could feel her muscles protesting, begging for respite, but the desire was too strong, too all-consuming to ignore.

Chaewon lay beside her, equally spent, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her own climaxes. Her face was a mask of ecstasy, her eyes glazed over as she too succumbed to the relentless pounding. The men had become a blur of skin and muscle, a never-ending stream of cocks that filled her to the brim.

Finally, with a collective groan that seemed to shake the very foundation of the earth, the men withdrew. The last of them pulled out of Chaewon's pussy, leaving it gaping and swollen, a testament to the night's excesses. Minju felt a pang of jealousy as she watched the cum dribble out of her friend's tight hole, her own desires flaring up once again.

The beach was silent except for the sound of the waves and the heavy breathing of the exhausted partygoers. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a reminder of the carnival of lust that had unfolded before their very eyes. Minju's body was a map of bruises and bites, a roadmap of pleasure that she would wear proudly for days to come.

Her eyes fluttered open, the world coming into focus slowly. Chaewon lay next to her, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath, her face a mask of exhaustion. The men had moved away, leaving them alone in their post-coital bliss. Minju pushed herself up onto her elbows, her body protesting the movement but her spirit unbroken.

Her eyes traveled down to her pussy, still glistening with cum, and she watched in amazement as it spasmed, releasing another stream of fluid into the night air. It was as if her body hadn't gotten the memo that the party was over, the orgasms still coming in waves even when she thought she had nothing left to give. Chaewon's body seemed to echo her own, her pussy clenching and releasing in a silent symphony of pleasure.

"Done for tonight guys, they got faint," one of the men announced, his voice a mix of concern and satisfaction. The crowd of men around them nodded in agreement, their cocks still hard but their eyes filled with a newfound respect for the two friends who had taken them on a journey they would never forget.

Minju and Chaewon were hoisted up by the strong arms of the beach volleyball players and carried back to the villa, their legs limp and their bodies covered in the sticky residue of the night's festivities. The moon cast a soft glow over the path, lighting their way as they stumbled through the door, their hearts racing from both the exertion and the excitement of the evening.

The girls were brought to a grand floor-to-ceiling bathroom, the white marble gleaming in the dim light. They were laid down gently on the cold, hard surface, their bodies shivering from the sudden change in temperature. The men looked down at them with a mix of lust and affection, their own cocks still standing tall despite the hours of use.

Without a word, one of the men stepped forward and positioned himself between Minju's legs, his cock still slick with her juices. He began to piss, the warm stream hitting her swollen clit and sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Chaewon watched, her own desire flaring up again as she felt the warmth of another man's urine cascade over her. It was a strange, almost tender act, a communion of bodies that transcended the mere physical.

The men took turns, their golden rivers mingling with the cum and sweat that coated the girls. The scent was pungent, a potent mix of sex and bodily fluids that seemed to fill the room. Minju's body reacted involuntarily, her pussy clenching around the warmth, her squirts joining the stream to create a small pool on the marble. Chaewon moaned, her own pussy spasming as the urine hit her sensitive flesh.

The sensation was oddly soothing, a balm to their abused bodies. They lay there, letting the piss wash over them, cleansing them of the night's excesses. It was as if the very essence of the men was being transferred into them, marking them as their own.

When the last man had emptied himself, they stepped back, their eyes never leaving the girls' prone forms. The music from the party outside grew faint, the night air a gentle caress against their skin. The moment hung in the air, a tableau of desire and submission that neither Minju nor Chaewon would ever forget.

With a nod to each other, the beach volleyball players turned on the jet shower, the powerful stream of water hitting the marble floor with a sharp hiss. The spray arced over the girls' bodies, the water a warm embrace that began to wash away the evidence of their night of unbridled passion. The men stepped aside, leaving them to the mercy of the water, their eyes lingering on the two friends as they retreated from the bathroom.

Minju felt the water hit her face, her eyes still squeezed shut from the intensity of her experiences. She let out a soft moan as the warmth began to soothe her, the pressure of the jets massaging her sore muscles. Her pussy, though still pulsing with need, seemed to have finally found a moment of reprieve. Chaewon lay beside her, equally spent, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath.

The men had been surprisingly gentle in their aftercare, their rough hands tender as they had helped clean the sticky residue from their bodies. They had worked as a team, wiping away the evidence of their passion with a thoroughness that was almost clinical.

As the last of them left the bathroom, the door closing with a soft click, Minju and Chaewon were left alone. The only sound was the steady drip of water from the showerhead, a gentle reminder of the river of fluids that had flowed between them.

Minju's body was a canvas of ecstasy, her pussy and ass gaping open like a pair of surprised O's, a silent testament to the men's unyielding dominance. Chaewon's legs were sprawled out, her own pussy and ass still pulsing with the aftershocks of their shared experience. They lay there, unmoving, their bodies a testament to the unbridled passion they had just endured.

"Wow, their pussies are still gaping," one of the men said to the others, his voice filled with amazement. The rest of the group chuckled, their laughter a mix of disbelief and admiration. They had never seen anything quite so depraved, and yet, there was something undeniably alluring about the two women's vulnerability.

The night had been a blur of pleasure and pain, a symphony of flesh that had left them all reeling. But as the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon, the reality of what they had done set in. They had pushed the boundaries of what was acceptable, and the aftermath was both exhilarating and terrifying.

 

Minju and Chaewon lay there, their bodies a tapestry of bruises and bites, their pussies and assholes gaping open like open flowers, begging for more. The cool water from the shower had brought a slight respite, but it was the gentle touch of each other's hands that truly helped to soothe their spirits. They climbed to their feet, their legs wobbly as newborn foals, and stumbled into the massive bathtub that was part of the villa's luxurious bathroom.

The shock of the sperm continuing to ooze out of them was something they had not anticipated. It was as if their bodies were a sponge, soaked in cum and now slowly releasing it back into the world. They giggled to themselves as they slid into the warm embrace of the water, feeling the last remnants of the men's seed slide out of them with a soft plop. The tub filled with a murky white mixture, a silent testament to the marathon of fucking they had just endured.

"Did we go too wild last night?" Chaewon whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming.

Minju chuckled, her body still buzzing from the endless stream of pleasure. "Maybe," she said, her voice equally raspy. "But look at us now. Our pussies are still giving us a standing ovation."

They slid into the tub, the warm water enveloping them like a comforting embrace. It washed over their sore muscles, the jets massaging away the tension of the night. The sperm and piss swirled around their bodies, a bizarre mix that seemed to symbolize the unity they had shared with the men.

As the water grew murkier, Minju reached for the soap, her hand shaking slightly. She began to lather herself up, her movements methodical and precise. Chaewon watched her, a strange sense of awe filling her chest. Despite the pain, she felt a sense of pride at what they had achieved.

They had pushed themselves beyond their limits and come out the other side, forever changed. The soap slid over Minju's bruised skin, bubbles popping as they touched the myriad of bites and scratches that adorned her body. Chaewon followed suit, the foam clinging to her curves as she washed away the remnants of their wild night.

When they could no longer ignore the call of their weary bodies, they stepped out of the tub, the water draining away and revealing their exhausted forms. The plush bathrobes that had been left for them were like a warm embrace, the soft fabric caressing their sensitive skin as they wrapped themselves up in them. Their feet padded softly against the cool marble, leaving wet footprints as they made their way back to the bedroom, the warmth of the robes a stark contrast to the chill of the floor.

The bed was a heavenly sight, the crisp white sheets beckoning to them like a cloud. They collapsed onto it, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. Despite the pain and the stickiness that lingered, they felt a deep sense of satisfaction, a bond that went beyond friendship, forged in the crucible of their shared experience. They lay there for a moment, panting and trembling, their hearts slowly returning to a more normal rhythm.

Then, the knock came.

It was a firm, insistent knock, echoing through the quiet villa, a stark contrast to the symphony of pleasure that had filled it just hours before. Minju's eyes snapped open, her heart racing. Chaewon stirred beside her, a sleepy groan escaping her lips as she too was jolted from the haze of their afterglow. They stared at each other in shock, the reality of their situation crashing down upon them like a tidal wave.

Minju's hand trembled as she reached for the knob. As she pulled the door open, she was met with a sight that was both erotic and intimidating: a sea of naked, aroused men, their eyes hungry with desire.

"We heard it was a week-long party," Kofi, the DJ from the beach, said with a wink. "We didn't want to miss our turn."

Minju and Chaewon shared a look that was half fear, half excitement. They had never intended for things to go this far, but there was something in the air that night, a primal energy that had taken control of everyone involved. With a collective sigh, they allowed their bathrobes to be taken off, their bruised and swollen bodies once again on full display.

The men's eyes were like those of hunters who had just spotted their prey, filled with a mix of awe and greed. They had seen these two women in their most vulnerable state and were eager to claim them once more. The air grew thick with lust as the robes fell away, revealing the two friends' still-dripping pussies and the marks of the previous night's passion.

Minju felt a rush of excitement and fear mingle in her chest. Her body was still raw from the previous night's festivities, but the sight of the men's hard cocks made her stomach flutter. Chaewon, ever the wild one, gave a low, guttural growl, her body visibly responding to the challenge laid before them.

With a grace that seemed almost predatory, the men stepped forward, their bathrobes sliding off their muscular frames to reveal their arousal. The room was filled with the sound of fabric hitting the floor, the gentle thuds echoing in the quiet. Their cocks stood tall and proud, a silent promise of more pleasure to come.

The first man approached Minju, his cock thick and veiny, the head glistening with pre-cum. Without a word, he pushed her onto her back, her legs falling open as if on instinct. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he positioned himself at her entrance. With one swift movement, he plunged into her, filling her up without a moment's hesitation.

"Fuckk, still sore," Chaewon screamed, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain as she was claimed by another man. Her body arched off the bed, her toes curling in ecstasy as he slammed into her, his cock stretching her beyond what she thought possible.

Minju felt a similar wave of sensation as she was taken by Kofi once more, his rhythm relentless and demanding. Despite her exhaustion, she found herself meeting his every thrust, her pussy clenching around him like a vice. Her body had become an instrument of pleasure, a vessel for the men's desires.

The days turned into a blur of sexual excess, each night more intense than the last. The local men took turns with them, their appetites seemingly insatiable. They had become the main attraction of the week-long party, the center of a sexual circus that never stopped. The girls' bodies bore the marks of their encounters, a tapestry of bruises and bites that grew more intricate with each passing hour.

And yet, through it all, there was a strange sense of camaraderie that had developed between them. They had become a team, each one pushing the other to new heights of pleasure, each one eager to explore the depths of their sexuality. They had discovered something within themselves, a power that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

As the week progressed, the men grew more daring in their requests, eager to claim every inch of the two friends. They had become a part of the fabric of the party, a symbol of the unbridled lust that had overtaken the beach villa. The other guests watched with a mix of envy and admiration, their own sexual escapades seemingly tame in comparison to the marathon sessions that Minju and Chaewon endured each night.

The two women had grown to crave the attention, the pain a strange comfort in the sea of pleasure. They had become addicted to the feeling of being used, of being the object of so much desire. And with each new cock that filled them, they grew more confident, more in tune with their own desires.

The days passed in a haze of orgasms and exhaustion, the two friends rarely leaving the bed except to eat or use the bathroom. Their bodies were pushed to the brink, their pussies and assholes gaping and swollen from the constant attention. Yet, they never said no.

On the final night, as the party reached its peak, the men gathered around the bed, their eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and satisfaction. They had saved their best for last, a night that would be talked about for years to come. The girls lay there, their bodies trembling with anticipation, their hearts racing with a mix of fear and excitement.

The last man stepped forward, his cock the largest they had ever seen. Chaewon looked at him with a mix of trepidation and desire, her eyes wide with the knowledge of what was about to happen. Without a word, he positioned himself at her tight, stretched asshole, her pussy already filled to the brim by another man. With one hand, he gripped her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat.

With the other, he pushed into her, the head of his cock stretching her open. She screamed, her body bucking against the intrusion, but he didn't relent. Inch by inch, he filled her, his cock claiming her in a way that was both brutal and beautiful.

Minju watched, her own pussy being pounded by a different man, her body a trembling mass of nerves and pleasure. She felt a strange sense of pride as she watched her friend take the final challenge, her body stretched to its limits.

And as the night grew darker and the music grew louder, the two friends reached new heights of ecstasy, their screams mingling with the crash of the waves outside. They had become legends, the center of a sexual odyssey that had changed them forever.

As the last man pulled out, their bodies lay there, spent and used, their eyes glazed over with a look that was half-defeated, half-triumphant. They had done the unthinkable, and in doing so, had discovered something new about themselves. They had become more than just Minju and Chaewon, the roommates and idol from Seoul. They had become the embodiment of desire itself, a living, breathing testament to the power of sexual freedom.

The partygoers erupted into applause once more, their cheers a cacophony that filled the night air. The two friends looked at each other, their bodies slick with cum and sweat, their spirits unbroken despite the relentless onslaught of the past week. They had become the embodiment of sexual endurance, a spectacle that drew both admiration and envy from the crowd.

The men took turns, each one more eager than the last to claim his piece of the two exhausted women. They approached with a hunger that was almost feral, their cocks hard and insistent. The rhythm of their fucking never changed, a steady beat that had become a part of Minju and Chaewon's existence. The pain was a familiar friend now, a constant companion that they welcomed with each new thrust.

Each man took his time, savoring the feel of their tight, abused pussies, pushing deeper and harder as if trying to conquer some unspoken challenge. Minju felt a strange mix of pride and fear as she took each one, her body adapting to the relentless pace, her mind a haze of sensation. Chaewon lay beside her, her body a mirror image of her own, a symphony of pleasure and pain that seemed to have no end.

The night grew wilder, the air thick with lust and the scent of sex. The men grew more aggressive, their movements more primal as they claimed the two friends in every conceivable way. They were no longer individuals; they were a single entity of desire, a living, breathing representation of the human capacity for pleasure.

And through it all, Minju and Chaewon held on, their bodies stretched to the limit, their minds soaring on the wings of ecstasy. They had become one with the night, with the beach, with the very essence of the party. The line between reality and fantasy had blurred, leaving them in a state of perpetual arousal that seemed to have no end.

The final round approached, the air in the villa electric with anticipation. The men had saved their most extreme desires for last, a crescendo of depravity that would leave the girls forever changed. They had pushed them to their limits, and yet they still hungered for more.

The local DJ, Kofi, took the lead, his eyes burning with a hunger that was almost frightening. He pulled Minju onto all fours, her ass in the air, a silent invitation to the men who waited eagerly. One by one, they took her, filling her pussy and ass with their seed, the sounds of their pleasure a symphony of grunts and groans that seemed to shake the very walls.

Chaewon watched, her own body being used by the others, her eyes never leaving her friend's. There was a connection there, a bond that went beyond friendship, beyond any experience they had ever shared. They were in this together, two souls forever linked by the wildness of the night.

The final man stepped up, his cock the largest of all. With a roar that seemed to shake the very earth, he plunged into Minju's gaping asshole, his thrusts brutal and unyielding. She took it all, her body shaking with each powerful stroke, her eyes never leaving Chaewon's.

The tension in the room grew palpable, the men holding their breath as they watched the two friends reach the peak of their endurance. Chaewon's own climax grew closer, her pussy clenching around the cock that filled her. The room was a blur of skin and sweat, a maelstrom of passion that seemed to have no end.

And as the final man reached his climax, filling Minju with his hot cum, the two friends shared a look that was part triumph, part terror. They had survived the week, their bodies a testament to the power of sexual desire. They had become more than mere mortals, they had become goddesses of lust, worshipped by the men who had sought to conquer them.

As the last of the men withdrew, the two friends collapsed onto the bed, their bodies trembling with exhaustion. They lay there, their breathing shallow and uneven, the room silent but for the sound of the waves outside. The party had reached its climax, and as the sun began to rise, casting a soft glow over their bruised and spent forms, they knew that nothing would ever be the same again.

The second night of the week-long party had been just as intense as the first. The local men had once again claimed them, their hunger for the two friends seemingly insatiable. As dawn approached, they had been led into the bathroom, their legs shaking with fatigue. The men had taken turns pissing on them, their warm streams washing over their bodies in a strange ritual that had become a nightly occurrence.

But this time, something was different. The men didn't wait for the shower to be turned on, they didn't watch the water cascade over the girls' bodies, washing away the evidence of their lust. Instead, they simply left, their eyes filled with a mix of respect and awe. The urine grew cold on Minju and Chaewon's skin, a stark reminder of the power dynamics that had been established.

Their bodies continued to spasm, their pussies pulsing with each aftershock of pleasure. They had pushed themselves to the brink and come out the other side, their bodies no longer under their control. The men had used them, claimed them in the most primal of ways, and now they were left to bask in the aftermath.

The silence was deafening as they lay there, their breathing the only sound in the cavernous bathroom. The marble was sticky beneath them, the floor a testament to the night's events. They were alone, their hearts racing from the sheer intensity of their experiences. And yet, there was something exhilarating about it all, a sense of freedom that neither had ever felt before.

Their bodies grew still, the tremors of pleasure subsiding as the last of the men's cum oozed out of them. The bruises and bite marks stood out starkly against their skin, a roadmap of their week of excess. But amidst the pain, there was a sense of accomplishment, a knowing that they had tapped into something deep within themselves.

As the last of the men disappeared from view, Minju reached for Chaewon's hand, their fingers entwined in a silent promise. They had been through hell and back together, and their friendship had emerged stronger than ever. They had become warriors of desire, untouchable and unbreakable.

They lay on the cold marble floor, the stickiness of the cum beneath them a constant reminder of the night's events. Despite the discomfort, exhaustion claimed them, their bodies succumbing to the much-needed reprieve of sleep. Chaewon's breath grew deep and even as she drifted off first, her chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm.

The sun had barely crested the horizon when they were jolted awake by the acrid scent of urine and the sticky warmth of cum seeping from their overused pussies and assholes. Their eyes snapped open, the harsh reality of the new day assaulting their senses. Minju groaned as she pushed herself up onto her elbows, her body protesting every movement. Chaewon's hand found hers, a silent offering of comfort as they took in the aftermath of their sexual marathon.

"I think... I regret it," Chaewon 

murmured, her voice thick with sleep and pain. The words hung in the air, a stark contrast to the wild cries of pleasure that had filled the villa just hours earlier. Chaewon stirred beside her, her eyes opening to meet her friend's gaze.

Minju looked down at her own pussy, still sticky and bruised from the relentless pounding. A small trickle of cum slipped out, a silent answer to Chaewon's question. "Yeah," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It still feels... full."

They managed to get to their feet, their legs wobbly and unsteady. The floor felt like it was moving beneath them, a gentle reminder of the waves that had crashed against their bodies the night before. Chaewon reached for the shower handle, her hand trembling with the effort. The water came on with a rush, the steam billowing out to fill the room.

"Come on," she said, her voice still thick with the night's pleasures. "Let's clean up."

They stumbled into the shower, the hot water washing over their bruised bodies like a balm. They stood under the stream, letting the warmth soothe their sore muscles and wash away the stickiness of the night. Minju looked at Chaewon, the question in her eyes. "Did your pussy keep squirting a little bit until now?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern.

Chaewon nodded, her eyes closed as the water cascaded over her face. "Mine too," she murmured. "It's like it's not finished with us yet."

They stepped out of the shower, the steam clinging to their skin like a lover's embrace. They wrapped themselves in plush towels, the softness a stark contrast to the rough treatment their bodies had endured. The bedroom beckoned, the bed a sanctuary from the world outside.

And, as if by some unspoken agreement, the villa remained pristine, the evidence of their depraved night erased as if by magic. The sheets were fresh, the floor clean, the air faintly scented with the sweet smell of tropical blooms. It was as if the very walls had absorbed their cries of ecstasy, the room a silent witness to their sexual odyssey.

Minju couldn't help but feel a twinge of gratitude as she looked around the space, her body still humming with the aftermath of pleasure. "We are lucky," she said to Chaewon, her voice filled with wonder. "The guys always clean up the room for us."

Chaewon nodded, her eyes distant. "It's like we're in some kind of twisted fairy tale," she murmured, her fingers tracing the fresh bruises that adorned her breasts. "But instead of a dragon, we have an endless supply of cock."

They climbed into bed, their exhausted bodies sinking into the plush mattress with a sigh of relief. The clean, crisp sheets enveloped them in a cool embrace, a stark contrast to the sticky mess they had left behind. They lay there, side by side, their hearts beating in sync with the gentle pulse of the ocean outside.

Minju closed her eyes, her mind racing with images of the men's faces, the feel of their cocks inside her, the sound of their moans. Despite the pain, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction, a feeling of having conquered something profound. Chaewon's hand found hers, their fingers intertwining as they lay in silence.

The third night of the week-long party had started innocently enough, with the two friends sipping cocktails by the pool as the sun set over the horizon. The local men had been more attentive than ever, their eyes never leaving the girls' bodies as they flitted from guest to guest, ensuring everyone's needs were met. But as darkness fell and the party grew more raucous, the air thick with desire, something within Minju had shifted.

As she lay on the plush bed, her body still sticky from the shower, she felt the mattress dip as the first man of the evening joined them. She didn't even bother to open her eyes, the anticipation of his touch already making her pussy clench with need. But when she felt his cock pushing against her, she was taken aback by the suddenness of it all.

Without a word, without a single gesture of consent, she was filled once again, his thickness stretching her already tender pussy. Chaewon stirred beside her, a soft moan escaping her lips as she too was claimed by another eager participant. They had become so accustomed to the constant intrusion that it almost felt natural now, a part of their daily routine.

"When did you come in?" Minju managed to ask, her voice a hoarse whisper as she felt the weight of the man's body on top of her. "Is it already night?"

Chaewon moaned with a little voice, her eyes still closed, lost in the sensations of the man's rough entry. "I don't know," she murmured, her hips already beginning to rock back to meet his thrusts. "Does it matter?"

The man chuckled, his grip on her hips tightening. "Not at all," he said, his voice a dark rumble. "You're both so beautiful, so open." He leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. "So eager."

Minju felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as she heard the click of cameras, the flashes of light piercing the darkness. She knew they were being watched, their every move recorded for posterity. It was a thrill that she had never experienced before, a heady mix of power and vulnerability. She looked at Chaewon, whose eyes were open now, the same mix of emotions swirling in their depths.

The men took turns, each one eager to leave his mark on their bodies, to claim a piece of the two friends for himself. The cameras rolled, capturing every gasp, every moan, every drop of cum that spurted from their abused holes. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, a symphony of desire that seemed to have no end.

The night was a blur of cocks, of hands and tongues and teeth, of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. They were drilled in every possible way, their pussies and assholes stretched beyond what they had ever thought possible. The men took turns, their faces a mix of lust and concentration as they sought to outdo one another in their pursuit of pleasure.

And as the gallon of cum filled them, their bodies quivering with each new round, Minju felt something within her shift. It was no longer about the party, the fashion line, or even the money. It was about this, the raw, primal connection between flesh and desire. She had become a conduit for their pleasure, and in doing so, she had discovered something about herself that she never knew existed.

The local men had noticed their lack of vocal response and took it as a challenge. "The video is bad when you two don't moan and speak," one of them said, his voice low and demanding. The words sent a jolt through Minju's body, and she understood what he wanted. The cameras were rolling, the audience eager to hear the sweet sounds of their pleasure.

Chaewon, ever the performer, took the lead, her moans growing louder, more exaggerated with each thrust. Minju followed suit, her voice joining the chorus of passionate cries that filled the room. They spoke to the men, whispered sweet nothings and dirty words that made them growl and pump harder. It was a symphony of lust, each note a declaration of their surrender to the night.

Their lovers grew more aggressive, their strokes more punishing as they sought to elicit the reactions they desired. Minju felt a strange sense of power as she watched the men respond to their cues, their eyes glazed with need as they pushed themselves closer to the edge. She had become a maestro, conducting the symphony of their desires with her voice and her body.

The room grew hotter, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. The men took turns filming and fucking, their phones capturing every moment of the two friends' degradation. And amidst it all, Minju couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride. They were the stars of this show, the center of a universe that revolved around their pleasure.

"Again, squirt for us," one of the men ordered, his voice gruff with desire. Chaewon's eyes snapped open, a look of determination crossing her features. She knew what they wanted, knew the power that lay in her ability to perform. With a deep breath, she pushed back against her partner, her pussy contracting around his cock as she forced herself to orgasm once more.

The room erupted in cheers as she squirted, the evidence of her pleasure arcing through the air like a fountain. The man filming her let out a groan, his hand shaking with the effort of capturing the perfect shot. Minju felt a thrill run through her at the sight, her own pussy clenching with envy. She had never felt so alive, so in control.

The third night had started with a ferocity that had taken even Minju by surprise. The local men had wasted no time, their cocks already hard and demanding as they claimed the two friends the moment they had settled into the bed. There was no gentle warm-up, no tender kisses or sweet whispers. It was raw, animalistic, and it was exactly what they needed.

Minju's mouth remained open, a silent scream of pleasure escaping her lips as cock after cock filled her to the brim. Each time she came, the cum of the man before spilled out of her mouth, mixing with her own saliva as she gagged and swallowed. Chaewon, equally lost in the haze of pleasure, had her face buried in the pillow, her cries muffled by the fabric.

The party had become a marathon of lust, and the two friends had become its champions. As the night stretched on, their bodies had become a canvas for the local men's desires, painted with sweat and cum. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a potent cocktail that intoxicated them further. They had transcended the limits of pleasure, each new sensation a revelation of their own carnality.

It was almost 3 AM, and yet the party showed no signs of winding down. The local men, fueled by a mix of alcohol and adrenaline, seemed to have an endless supply of energy. They took turns with Minju and Chaewon, their eyes gleaming with the thrill of the chase. The girls had become more than just participants; they were the embodiment of desire itself.

As the night grew later, the rhythm of the music grew more primal, the bass thumping through the floorboards like the pulse of a giant beast. The air grew thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a heady aphrodisiac that only served to drive the men to greater heights of passion. And yet, amidst the chaos, Minju and Chaewon remained the calm center, their bodies accepting each new partner with an almost mechanical grace.

Finally, as the first light of dawn began to seep through the curtains, the men grew satiated. They had taken everything the girls had to offer and then some, leaving them trembling and spent. With a final round of applause, they helped the exhausted duo to their feet, leading them unsteadily back to the bathroom. The cold marble floor was a stark contrast to the heat of the bed, sending a shiver up Minju's spine as she stepped onto it.

Chaewon's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of her last orgasm. The men chuckled, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction as they stepped over her, heading back to the party. Minju leaned against the vanity, her hand shaking as she reached for the shower handle. The water was cold, almost painfully so, but it was exactly what she needed.

The spray hit her body, the chill making her gasp as it washed away the sticky mess of the night. She looked down, her pussy still gaping, the muscles inside spasming with each aftershock. The sight of her own body, so used and abused, only served to heighten her arousal. Chaewon joined her under the spray, her eyes meeting Minju's in the steamy mirror.

They were a mess, cum dripping from their mouths and down their chins, their breasts red and bruised from the rough handling. Yet there was something undeniably erotic about it all, something that made Minju's heart race even as her legs threatened to buckle beneath her.

Chaewon leaned against her, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her own climax. "We can't keep this up,".

Minju nodded, her eyes glazed over with the intensity of the night's events. "We need to rest," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the pounding of the water.

Their legs finally gave out, and they collapsed to the floor, the cool tiles a welcome reprieve from the sticky mess that had been their bed. The water rained down on them, the coldness a stark contrast to the heat that still lingered in their loins. They leaned against each other, their bodies trembling with the effort of standing.

The men had retreated, their laughter echoing through the villa. "After they faint, they can still keep squirting and shaking" one of them said, his words carrying a mix of amazement and contempt. "Such sluts, the two of you."

[importantpuppystarfish]

SORRY NOT SORRY

Male Reader x Chaeryeong ft Ryujin

Tags: Anal, Ass Gaping, Cunnilingus, Noncon(?), Morning Sex.

Prequel

This is such a mess and fucked up lookin fic since I'm in hurry but I'll try to do a better fic next time 😔

The sounds of doorbell ringings wake you up from your slumber and it's getting on your nerves. Whoever stands right in front of your door thinks that ringing someone's doorbell early in the morning was a wise choice, they do really needs a few punches on their face. Ryujin is still deep asleep besides you that you can hear her snoring. You grabbed the blanket and completely covered her naked body to allow her to sleep even more comfortably.

You swing your feet onto the floor and get yourself out of the bed. You put on a short that you took from a pile of clothes that you left on the chair inside your room, and heading out towards the front door. You did some small exercise on your way to get the blood inside your body flowing.

Without looking at the indoor monitor to see who it is, you opened the door with anger that has built inside you for the past few minutes but your anger immediately disappears when you see Chaeryeong, who had pink open-shoulder sweater and blue denim jeans that did a good job at showing her bottom body line.

“Oh! Hi, Chaeryeong." You greeted her with a smile. “What can I do for you this early in the morning?"

“Hi, Oppa...." Chaeryeong greeted you with a somewhat awkward smile. “I'm here to pick up Ryujin. She asked me to pick her up this morning if she didn't come back home last night."

“Oh, come in. She's sleeping inside my room right now." You replied, opening the door wider to let the younger woman in as she walks by, you can smell her pungent yet bubbly perfume on her.

Chaeryeong wasted no time taking her heels off and you must admit that you can't take your eyes off the view right in front of you right now. Her long, shapely legs that looked strong and well-trained, then her ass that betrayed the innocence of a woman who's in her early 20s, perfect for being intensely fuck over and over again for a whole night like there is no tomorrow. You can see why Ryujin is completely obsessed with her.

“Oppa, where is your room???" Chaeryeong asked, looking around your house cluelessly.

“Uh.... Y-yeah. Head this way." You walk towards your room as Chaeryeong follows you from behind.

Once you and Chaeryeong stepped into the bedroom, the younger woman were a bit startled by the sight of your bedroom. The aftermath of you and Ryujin spending the whole night doing nothing but making love were everywhere. She quietly approached the bed, watching her girlfriend sleeping soundly, her face calm and undisturbed. Chaeryeong let out a heavy sigh, she bent over and gently shook Ryujin's shoulder. “Babe, wake up." but Ryujin didn't even stir. “Shin Ryujin, wake up. We need to go or Yeji unnie will get mad at us!" Chaeryeong tried again, shaking the older woman a bit harder and raising her voice slightly which was a useless attempt, but Chaeryeong doesn't seem to give up either.

Meanwhile, you stood behind the younger woman, arms crossed, a smirk playing on your lips as you enjoyed the view in front of you far more than you probably should. Your eyes followed the curve of Chaeryeong's ass as she was completely unaware of the effects of her movements. You felt a familiar stirring in your pants as you drank in the sight. You bit back a groan, closing between you and Chaeryeong quietly.

Chaeryeong, still clueless about the unintended show she was giving, was completely caught off guard when she felt a firm, warm pressure against her ass. She glanced over her shoulder and her eyes completely widened in shock when she saw you already placed your hands on her hips and your crotch slowly grinding against her.

“O-oppa...? What are you...." You brush Chaeryeong's hair with one of your hands, “Shhhhhh.... It's okay. You don't have to wake her up yet." You said, continued the delibrate, teasing movements. “I'm sorry, Chaeryeong ah. I couldn't help myself when your ass looks so damn good when you bend over like this." You purred. Chaeryeong's heart raced as she felt the prominent bulge of your arousal through your short. “Oppa....." Chaeryeong whined breathlessly, squirming in your grasp. “You can't. Ryujin...." You lean down to press a hot kiss on her shoulder, pay her weak protest no mind, your grip on her hips tightening as you ground against her become more insistent. The rough friction already made Chaeryeong's knees become weak. “I know you like this. Ryujin always told me about how easy it is for her to make you become obedient to her and I bet I can do the same too, I guess I'm right." Chaeryeong's cheeks burned at your filthy words.

“She always talks about how delicious you are, Chaeryeong ah. Your lips, your breasts, your pussy, and most importantly, this juicy ass of yours." She could feel herself growing wet with arousal, but she tried to maintain some semblance of propriety. She placed both of her hands beside Ryujin on the bed to act as a support to her weakening body. “Ryujin might wake up anytime soon, so please stop Oppa...." Eventhough she says it like she doesn't want this to happen but she made no move to stop you. “You don't have to worry about that as long as you keep your mouth shut." You smirked.

Her eyes widened with agonizing shock when you did a quick job on the buckle of her belt and pulled her denim and panties down together without any effort. You are finally able to see with your own two eyes the ass that Ryujin is always obsessed with. Her ass is a thing of pure, unadulterated beauty. Two perfect, round globes of succulent flesh that begged to be squeezed and kneaded by eager hands, that not even your hands were enough to encompass such a huge and juicy ass. Your fingers sank into the soft flesh of her buttocks, gently grasping and spreading them before releasing them so they jiggled softly. It was a mesmerizing spectacle flesh that could drive even the most chaste of men wild with lust.

“Stop playing around and eat her ass." Both you and Chaeryeong turned to see Ryujin rubbing her eyes before yawning as loud as possible. “B-babe?? This is not what you th-" before Chaeryeong could say anything, Ryujin changed her position and let Chaeryeong's upper body lay down against the bed with her head completely trapped between Ryujin's legs. “Shut up and put that mouth on work right now." She commanded. Chaeryeong, who was still in shock with her girlfriend's sudden action was greeted with Ryujin's pussy. The older woman's musky flavor exploded across her senses, instantly addictive. Chaeryeong let out a moan as she began to lap up at Ryujin's pussy with increasing enthusiasm, soon lost in a haze as she worshipped her girlfriend's most intimate place.

You, unable to hold yourself back any longer, parted Chaeryeong's cheeks, revealing the tight pink bud of her anus nestled between them while taking your short off with your other hand. You aimed the head of your already eager cock at your target, you made eye contact with Ryujin and she nodded in approval as you started to push it slowly inside. The younger woman let out a muffled yelp of surprise against Ryujin's pussy, trying to squirm away from the unexpected intrusion but Ryujin, being a good girl she is, kept Chaeryeong firmly in place, grinding her dripping pussy against Chaeryeong's face.

Chaeryeong cried out, the vibrations only served to heighten Ryujin's pleasure, making her writhe against the younger woman's mouth. Her hole clenched down on you like a vice, refusing to yield but you are relentless so you applied a bit more pressure, forcing the tight ring of muscle to stretch around your cock. “Fuck, this is amazing...." You groaned, feeling Chaeryeong's incredible tight ass hugging your cock. You pulled back a little and thrust forward with a bit of force, buried yourself to the hilt. “Don't go easy with her, Oppa. I want to see that hole gap as wide as her mouth." Ryujin cooed, palming her own breasts while making sure that she kept the younger woman's face completely buried into her pussy.

A choked sound leaves Chaeryeong's throat when your dick pressed against her most vital spot inside her asshole. You were moving so fast, bombarding her with everything that made the younger woman weak. Her back arched and the obscene sound of your cock churning through her tight heat filled the room. She can't think, speaking has become an issue and the dual sensations of you plowing her ass and Ryujin's pussy grinding against her face are driving her to the edge, pushing her closer and closer to her limits. You could see rapture on Ryujin's face, enjoying the pleasure that she receives from her girlfriend, letting out filthy, encouraging words to Chaeryeong. “Yes! Get your tongue nice and deep inside me, baby...." It didn't take long for Ryujin's pussy to start to quiver and clench around the younger woman's tongue and you can feel Chaeryeong tightening around your cock.

Time lost all meaning as you continued to thrust in and out of Chaeryeong, and the younger woman could do was let herself getting fucked by you in the ass while making sure her mouth keep working on her girlfriend's pussy. Her eyes never left Ryujin's face, who was panting and smiling happily, already reaching her own climax a few times now, but soon went to the back of her head when the cock that was her first ever cock, mercilessly and completely impaling her. Stuffing Chaeryeong to the hilt, but without warning, your cock began to spit out hot, powerful jets of thick cum that easily coating the insides of her asshole into white. It is an orgasm so powerful that your face scrunches up with your mouth still petered open and your hips slowly continue to pump one after another hot jets of your thick potent seed until you pull out of her with a pop noise.

Chaeryeong's asshole now was left gaping open, a slow dribble of your cum oozing out of her abused hole. You let go of her and stepped back a bit, allowing the couple to enjoy their climax. You finally look at Ryujin, “Your girlfriend's ass without a doubt is truly amazing.... and tight....."

Ryujin grins get warm and silly. “I know. That's why she's mine and now yours too." and both of you just laughed.