runbyaway

[runbyaway]

Sex Adventure ft Lee Nagyung

Tags : squirting, spanking, creampie, cum in mouth, cum in face, record

Words : 9k

Nagyung was a girl who danced through life with the grace of a gazelle and the heart of a poet. Her eyes, a soft shade of hazelnut, held secrets untold, a gentle curiosity that made her irresistible to those who knew her. She had a way of making silence speak louder than words and could transform any mundane moment into a canvas of wonder with her vivid imagination. Her laughter was like the melody of a distant bell, resonating through the corridors of her small town and bringing smiles to the faces of all who heard it.

On a particular afternoon, Nagyung decided to visit the library, her favorite sanctuary. She stepped through the heavy oak doors and was greeted by the welcoming scent of aged paper and quiet whispers of stories untold. Her fingers danced along the spines of books, feeling the ridges like the contours of a lover's face. Each book promised a world of adventure and knowledge, and she felt alive as she picked one at random.

The rain had been playing a shy game of peekaboo with the clouds all day, but as she exited the library, it finally decided to make an appearance. The drops grew from a soft patter to a furious crescendo, soaking Nagyung to the bone in a matter of minutes. She looked around, her eyes catching the neon lights of a nearby coffee shop, a beacon in the monochrome deluge.

"Hey, Nagyung!" a voice called out from the downpour. It was her boyfriend, his face barely visible through the heavy curtain of rain. He jogged over, holding a flimsy umbrella that was doing its best to shield him. "What a surprise to see you here," he said, his smile wide despite the dreary weather. She laughed, the sound as warm as the first sip of tea on a cold day, and they ducked under the overhang of the coffee shop. "Want to grab something hot before we go home?" he suggested, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

The rain showed no signs of letting up. It hammered against the windows of the coffee shop, the sound a steady rhythm that seemed to sync with the beating of their hearts. They sipped their drinks and chatted about their favorite books, their voices rising above the din of the storm. It was then that the idea struck them, as sudden and unpredictable as a bolt of lightning.

"Why don't we just book a hotel for the night?" Nagyung's boyfriend asked, his voice a mix of excitement and hope. She looked at him, the wheels in her mind spinning. It was an adventure she hadn't anticipated, but the thrill of the unplanned was a siren call she couldn't resist. "We can stay here, watch movies, and just enjoy each other's company," he added, his eyes full of earnestness.

The coffee in Nagyung's cup grew cold as she contemplated the proposal. It was a bold step, one that made her pulse quicken. But she knew she could trust him; they had built a fortress of respect and affection over the months they had been together. She took a deep breath and nodded, the corners of her mouth lifting into a grin. "Okay," she said, her voice as clear as a bell in the quiet space between the storm's breaths. "Let's do it."

And so, with the rain as their chaperone, they set out to find a cozy refuge for the night, unsuspecting of the intimate journey that lay ahead of them in the quiet confines of a hotel room.

The hotel was a quaint little place, the kind that looked like it had seen a hundred love stories unfold within its walls. They checked in, their cheeks flushed with excitement and nerves, and took the elevator to the third floor. The doors opened to reveal a corridor with a crimson carpet that muffled their footsteps. The air was thick with the scent of fresh flowers and the faint hum of the rain outside.

Nagyung's heart was a wild drum, beating so fast she could feel it in her throat. This was new territory for her, a place where reality and the whispers of her imagination danced in a delicate tango. She had never been to a hotel with a guy before, let alone her boyfriend. The thought sent a thrill of excitement and apprehension through her body, making her fidget with the hem of her soaked dress.

They found their room, a cozy retreat that seemed to be waiting just for them. As the door closed behind them, the noise of the storm was reduced to a soothing lullaby. The room was warm and inviting, with a queen-sized bed dressed in soft, cream-colored linens that looked as smooth as a freshly baked cake. The scent of lavender filled the air, creating an atmosphere that was both comforting and electrifying.

Without a word, Nagyung's boyfriend took her hand and led her to the center of the room. They stood there, their eyes locked, the rain outside playing a serenade to their impending intimacy. He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin, and kissed her. It was a kiss that spoke of unspoken desires, of the pent-up passion that had been simmering between them for weeks. Nagyung melted into him, her body responding with a hunger she hadn't known she had. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, as if to absorb him into her very essence.

The kiss grew intense with each passing second. His lips moved from hers to trace a fiery path down her neck. Each kiss sent shivers down her spine, her body arching towards his touch like a flower reaching for the sun. She moaned softly, the sound a sweet surrender to the moment. His hands found their way to the small of her back, pulling her even closer, as if trying to mold her to his form. The fabric of her dress felt like a barrier to the heat emanating from his skin, and she longed to feel him against her bare flesh.

Nagyung's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing shallow and rapid. The rain outside seemed to mimic the rhythm of their hearts, a tempo that grew wilder with every caress. His teeth grazed her earlobe, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. "Ahh," she gasped, her hands gripping his shirt as if it was the only thing keeping her anchored to reality. He kissed her neck again, and she felt his tongue dart out, tasting her sweetness like a thirsty man finding an oasis in the desert. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but let out a whimper of desire.

Her thoughts were a whirlwind of sensations, trying to process the sudden onslaught of pleasure. She felt his hands slip down to the zipper of her dress, the sound of the metal teeth parting a stark contrast to the gentle patter of rain. "I think we need to clean up first," she managed to murmur, her voice a soft plea against the background of the storm. He pulled away, his eyes searching hers, and she nodded, her cheeks a rosy shade of pink.

They walked hand in hand to the en suite bathroom, the floor cold against their wet shoes. Nagyung turned on the shower, the sound of rushing water joining the symphony of the rain outside. He took off his shirt, revealing a chest that was a testament to his dedication at the gym. Nagyung felt a thrill as she watched his muscles flex, his skin glistening with raindrops. He stepped closer, his hands reaching for the zipper of her dress again. She shivered, not from the cold, but from the anticipation of what was to come.

With gentle care, he slid the zipper down, the fabric parting like the petals of a blooming flower. He kissed her again, his hands slipping under the material to caress her bare skin. The dress fell to the floor, leaving her in just her bra and underwear. His eyes roamed over her, filled with a reverence that made her feel like a work of art. He reached behind her, unclasping her bra with a practiced ease, and it too dropped away. She stepped out of her wet panties, leaving her completely exposed to his gaze.

"Don't stare at me like that," Nagyung whispered, her voice a soft tremble. She tried to cover herself, her hands shielding her breasts and the curve of her spine. But he didn't let her hide. His eyes searched hers, a silent promise that he would cherish every inch of her. "You're so beautiful, Nagyung," he murmured. "Don't be shy."

Her cheeks grew warmer, but she couldn't deny the thrill his words brought her. He took her hands in his, his thumbs brushing against her knuckles in a soothing gesture. "Let me see you," he urged, his voice a soft command. Slowly, she lowered her arms, revealing her body to him in all its glory. Her breasts, small and pert, rose and fell with each breath she took, her nipples peaked from the cool air and his hungry gaze.

Nagyung felt a mix of vulnerability and power as he looked at her. It was like being seen for the first time, truly seen, and it was exhilarating. He stepped closer, his warmth enveloping her as he reached for the waistband of his boxers. "Can you pull these away?" he asked, his voice a mere whisper.

Her heart pounding in her chest, Nagyung nodded and sank to her knees. The plush hotel carpet cushioned her, the pattern swirling before her eyes as she focused on the task at hand. With trembling fingers, she hooked her thumbs into the band and slowly drew them down. And there it was, his manhood, standing proud and firm before her. She couldn't help but gasp at the sheer size of it; it was indeed longer than her face, thick and veiny, the tip a dark shade of red that spoke of his arousal.

Her eyes widened, and she felt a strange thrill course through her body. It was a moment of revelation, a moment where she understood the depth of his desire for her. The sight was both terrifying and thrilling, a symbol of the intimate connection they were about to share. She reached out tentatively, her hand hovering just above the shaft, unsure of what to do.

"I don't know if it's so big," Nagyung said, her voice a mix of wonder and uncertainty. Her eyes searched his, seeking reassurance, her cheeks flaming redder than the embers of a dying fire. He chuckled softly, a sound that was as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. "It's okay," he assured her, taking her hand in his and guiding it to his cock. "We'll go slow, I promise."

He began to give her instructions, his voice low and gentle, a masterful blend of patience and desire. "Open your mouth," he murmured, his thumb tracing her lower lip. She obeyed, her mouth a perfect 'O' of innocence and curiosity. "Now, just kiss the tip, like you're saying hello to it," he instructed. Nagyung leaned forward and pressed her lips to the head of his cock, her eyes never leaving his. The feel of his skin on her mouth was foreign and exciting, like a secret she hadn't been allowed to uncover.

Encouraged by his soft moan, she began to explore him with her tongue. It was a strange dance, one she had only ever read about in books. She flicked the sensitive spot beneath the head, feeling him twitch in response. His instructions grew more detailed, his breathing more ragged. "Now, take a little more of me in," he urged, his voice strained with need. "Just the tip, for now." Nagyung did as she was told, her mouth stretching to accommodate him. It was an odd sensation, but the way his eyes closed in pleasure made her feel powerful.

As she grew bolder, she began to suck, her cheeks hollowing with each pull. His fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her without force. "That's it," he groaned. "Just like that, baby." His praise was like a sweet nectar, fueling her desire to learn, to give him everything he wanted. She took more of him in, her throat tightening around his girth. It was a challenge she hadn't anticipated, but she was determined to conquer it.

But as she tried to go deeper, her inexperience became apparent. Her eyes watered, and she gagged, her body rebelling against the intrusion. Nagyung pulled back, coughing lightly, her eyes wide with apology.

"It's okay," her boyfriend assured her, his voice gentle. "Let's try again." He stepped into the shower, the water cascading down his body, the steam filling the room with a warm embrace. "Just relax," he urged, holding out a hand to help her up.

Her eyes searched his, and she found the encouragement she needed. Nagyung stood, her body shaking slightly, and joined him in the shower. The water washed over her, warm and soothing, the droplets clinging to her lashes like diamonds. He kissed her again, his tongue coaxing hers to dance with his. Her hands roamed his body, exploring the contours of his muscles and the smoothness of his skin.

Her confidence grew with each touch, and she lowered herself again, her eyes never leaving his. This time, she took a deep breath and took more of him into her mouth, her teeth scraping lightly against the velvety skin. His moan echoed in the small bathroom, and she felt a thrill of success. Nagyung pushed the limits of her comfort, her mouth stretching to accommodate his length. The taste was new, musky and salty, a heady blend of man and desire.

Her jaw began to ache, but she didn't stop. His hands held her head, not pushing but guiding, showing her the rhythm that brought him pleasure. She felt the tension in his thighs, the way his abs tightened with each stroke of her tongue. It was a dance of passion, a silent conversation of lust and love. Each gasp and groan from him was a note in a symphony that played only in the confines of the shower, the rain outside a muffled backdrop to their intimate performance.

Nagyung's eyes watered again, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she took a deep breath and took more of him, pushing through the discomfort. It was a testament to her love, a willingness to explore the uncharted territories of their relationship.

Her boyfriend's eyes grew hooded with pleasure as he watched her, his breath coming in harsh pants. "U are doing great, honey," he said, his voice strained. "Can I go fast?" Nagyung nodded, her eyes never leaving his, a silent affirmation of her readiness to take this step with him.

He took a firm grip of her hair, his hands winding through the wet strands like vines claiming a tree. Nagyung felt a thrill at his dominance, a strange sense of surrender that made her knees wobble. He began to thrust into her mouth, setting a tempo that was fast and rough. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her throat was intense, a mix of pain and pleasure that she hadn't anticipated.

"Your throat is so wet, so tight," he groaned, his praise spurring her on. Nagyung's eyes watered even more, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she focused on the sounds of his enjoyment, the way his body responded to her efforts. It was a heady feeling, one that made her feel more alive than she ever had. Her hands reached out to hold onto his hips for balance, her nails digging into his skin.

The water from the shower washed over them both, mixing with the sweat that had begun to bead on their foreheads. Nagyung's mouth was a blur of motion, her cheeks hollowed with each bob of her head. His grip on her hair tightened, his hips bucking more forcefully with each thrust. She could feel him getting closer, his entire body tensing with the effort to hold back.

And then it was too much. He pulled away with a gasp, his hand shooting out to brace himself against the tiled wall. Nagyung looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with a mix of pride and confusion. He leaned down, his eyes burning with desire. "I can't hold it much longer," he said, his voice a gruff whisper. "Do you want me to come in your mouth?"

Her heart raced, the question a challenge she hadn't expected. But she nodded, eager to experience every part of this intimate act. He took a deep breath and pushed back into her mouth, his strokes growing more erratic. She could feel his cock swell, the pulse of his veins against her tongue.

And then it happened. With a roar, he came, filling her mouth with his warm release.

Before she had a chance to react, he pulled out his cock, his eyes alight with a mischievous glint. "Now, keep your mouth open," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Don't spoil it."

Nagyung, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed, did as she was told. She felt the weight of his cum in her mouth, the taste of him on her tongue. It was a strange, salty flavor that she had never experienced before. He took out his phone and snapped a photo, capturing the moment of her submission and his triumph.

The camera flashed, freezing the scene in a burst of light. Nagyung's eyes were wide with shock and arousal, her mouth open to show the evidence of his climax. The photo was raw, unfiltered, a testament to their newfound intimacy.

He looked at the image with a smirk, his eyes lingering on her face, her open mouth, the string of cum connecting them.

"Now drink all of it," he whispered, his voice a dark command that sent a shiver down Nagyung's spine. She knew this was part of the experience, part of the journey they were embarking on together. With a deep breath, she swallowed his essence, the salty warmth sliding down her throat. She felt a strange mix of submission and power, a thrill that made her core throb.

Her eyes never left his as she did so, her gaze filled with a mix of challenge and desire. His eyes grew dark with lust as he watched, his hand reaching down to stroke himself gently, the remnants of his orgasm still evident. The water from the shower cascaded down their bodies, mixing with the sticky residue of his pleasure, creating rivulets that ran down their legs.

Once she had taken it all, Nagyung leaned in and kissed him deeply, sharing the taste of him with a passion that surprised even herself. His hands roamed her body, his touch more urgent now, his need for her palpable.

They stepped out of the shower, the steam clinging to their skin like a second skin. Nagyung felt a sense of liberation, as if the rain had washed away her inhibitions along with the grime of the day. They toweled off, their eyes never leaving each other's, the air thick with the promise of what was to come.

The bed called to them like a siren's song, the soft lights of the room casting shadows that danced across their bodies. He pushed her gently onto the bed, the sheets cool and crisp against her heated flesh. Nagyung felt a thrill of excitement as she looked up at him, her heart hammering in her chest like a drum.

Her boyfriend took his time exploring her body, his mouth and hands leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Nagyung's body was a canvas of sensation, each touch and caress a brushstroke that painted a picture of their passion. He took her right nipple between his teeth, rolling it gently as his tongue swirled around the sensitive peak. She arched into his mouth, her breath hitching in her throat. His other hand cupped her left breast, his thumb flicking her nipple in time with the sucking motions of his mouth.

"Ah, yes," Nagyung moaned, her eyes squeezed shut. "Just like that." His teeth grazed her sensitive flesh, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel her arousal building, a warm ache that begged for release. Her hips rolled in silent invitation, her body eager for the next act in their intimate play.

With a final, lingering suck, he released her nipple and moved his hand to her wetness, his eyes never leaving hers. "Do you want me to touch this?" he asked, his voice low and gruff with desire. His fingers hovered over her pussy, the anticipation of his touch almost unbearable.

"Yes," Nagyung whimpered, her voice a soft plea. "Please, touch me."

Her boyfriend smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "If you want it, you'll have to beg for it," he said, his hand still poised above her.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, but she didn't hesitate. "Please," she begged, her voice a needy whisper. "Please, touch me."

He dipped a single digit into her folds, the sensation making her hips jerk upwards. "Beg," he urged, his voice a dark command that sent shivers down her spine.

Nagyung's breath hitched, and she swallowed hard. "I'm begging you," she moaned, her voice thick with lust. "I need you so badly."

Satisfied with her response, he slid his finger into her, the intrusion making her gasp. He pumped it in and out slowly, watching her reaction with a hunger that was almost predatory. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of pleasure. "Is this what you wanted?" he murmured, his voice a seductive purr.

Nagyung nodded, her voice lost to the whimpers and gasps that filled the room. "Yes," she managed to choke out. "More, please."

Her boyfriend's smirk grew wider as he complied, sliding a second finger into her tight, wet heat. "Ahhh," she moaned, her back arching off the bed. "It's so good, fuck." Her words were punctuated by the rhythmic sounds of his fingers moving within her. She had never felt so full, so alive. Her hips began to rock in time with his motions, her body begging for more.

"Fuck, it's too much," she panted, her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. Her walls clamped down around his digits, desperately trying to hold on to the sensation. But she wanted more. "I wanna cum," she whined, her voice high and needy. "Make me cum."

He leaned down to kiss her neck, his teeth scraping the sensitive skin just enough to make her squirm. "Patience," he murmured against her ear, his breath hot and ragged. "We're just getting started."

Her eyes snapped open, the challenge in his voice igniting a fire in her belly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Please," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "I need you."

With a groan, he gave in, his fingers moving faster, pressing deeper. Nagyung's moans grew louder, filling the room like the crescendo of a symphony. "I'm gonna cum," she screamed, the words a declaration of her impending orgasm.

Her body tensed, muscles tightening around his hand as the wave of pleasure crashed over her. "Yes, yes," she chanted, her voice hoarse from the force of her cries. She felt him add a third finger, stretching her even more, pushing her closer to the edge.

The orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt, her entire body convulsing with the intensity of it. Nagyung's eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she rode the crest of the wave. Her nails dug into his back, her legs shaking with the aftershocks of her climax.

For a moment, they lay still, their breathing ragged in the quiet of the hotel room. The only sound was the patter of rain against the window, a gentle reminder of the world outside their private sanctuary. And then, before she could even catch her breath, he attacked her pussy again, his fingers moving with a ferocity that took her by surprise.

"Ahh, Y/N, stop!" she gasped, her voice strained with pleasure. "I can't, it's too much!" But he didn't relent, his mouth claiming hers in a bruising kiss as he picked up the pace of his ministrations. His tongue mimicked the motion of his fingers, a delicious torment that had her panting and writhing beneath him.

Nagyung's body was a maelstrom of sensation, each stroke and suck a declaration of war on her senses. "It's too good," she moaned, the words torn from her as he worked her clit with a hunger that was insatiable. "I can't think, fuck." Her mind was a haze of pleasure, her thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind.

He chuckled against her mouth, his fingers relentless. "You're so sweet," he murmured. "So tight and wet." His voice was a dark caress that only served to inflame her further. She could feel another orgasm building, a pressure that grew with each passing second.

"Ahh, Y/N, stop!" she screamed, her body rigid with the effort to hold back. But he didn't listen, his mouth and fingers a relentless force that demanded she give in to the pleasure. "Please, it's different!"

And then it happened. Her body arched off the bed, a spurt of wetness soaking the sheets as she squirted for the first time in her life. Nagyung's eyes widened in shock as she felt the warm liquid spray against his face. He didn't flinch, didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in, his mouth eagerly lapping up her essence.

The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a mix of vulnerability and power that left her trembling. She watched, her eyes glazed with desire, as he drank her in, savoring every drop. Her body continued to spasm, her pussy clenching around his fingers as if to hold onto the pleasure.

"So beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You're so fucking perfect."

Her breathing was still ragged, her heart racing like a wild horse. "What was that?" she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible over the pounding in her ears.

"That, my love," he said, kissing her deeply, "was just the beginning."

The storm outside had passed, but the tempest inside her had just begun. Nagyung knew that this night would change everything, that she had just unlocked a door to a new world of passion and desire. And as she lay there, her body still quaking from the aftermath of her first squirt, she couldn't help but crave what was to come.

Her boyfriend kissed his way up her body, his mouth leaving a trail of fire on her sensitive skin. Nagyung's eyes followed him, her thoughts racing. What else would he teach her? What other secrets of pleasure awaited her in his arms?

He took a moment to appreciate the view, his eyes lingering on her breasts, her flat stomach, and the drenched juncture of her thighs. "You're mine," he whispered, the possessiveness in his voice making her shiver. "And tonight, I'm going to show you just how much."

With trembling legs, Nagyung did as she was told, getting onto all fours. Her heart hammered in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps. This was new territory, unexplored and thrilling. Her palms pressed into the softness of the bed, the coolness of the sheets a stark contrast to the heat that burned through her body.

He positioned himself behind her, his cock hard and ready, the head nudging at her entrance.

Without warning, he slapped her ass, the sound echoing in the quiet room. "Ahh!" Nagyung gasped, the sting of pain mingling with the heat of desire.

"Beg for it," he said, his voice a low growl. "Beg for me to fuck you like the slut you are."

Nagyung's cheeks burned, but she didn't protest. Instead, she leaned into the humiliation, her voice a needy whine. "Fuck me," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "Use me like a slut."

His hand came down again, the impact making her yelp. "Say it louder," he demanded, his fingers sliding through her wetness to tease her clit.

"Make my mind can't think," she whimpered, her voice growing stronger, each word more erotic and slutty than the last.

The slaps grew more rhythmic, punctuating her pleas like a drumbeat. "Please," she moaned, "make me your slut."

The head of his cock pushed against her, the pressure building. "Beg," he urged, his hand still raining slaps on her ass. "Beg for me to fill you up."

"I'm begging you," she screamed, the sting of each slap pushing her closer to the edge of madness. "Take me, use me, make me cum."

Her words were like a password to a secret chamber, unlocking his restraint. With a roar, he slammed into her, his cock filling her to the brim. Nagyung's body jolted, the mix of pleasure and pain sending her spiraling. "Yes, yes," she moaned, her voice a desperate chant. "Harder, faster."

He complied, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The sound filled the room, a symphony of their passion that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Nagyung could feel the pressure building inside her, a warm coil that tightened with each movement of his hips. "I wanna cum," she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. "It's too good."

"Already?" Y/n teased, his voice a dark whisper that sent a shiver down her spine. "It's only been a few minutes."

"Ahh... your cock," Nagyung panted, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. "It's just too good, too big, fuck."

He chuckled, the sound low and primal, and leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back. His hands found her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "Let me cum," she begged, her voice strained. "I can't hold it any longer."

Her boyfriend's hand snaked around her waist, his fingers finding her clit. "Look at me," he demanded, his voice a mix of command and need. Nagyung opened her eyes, her vision swimming with passion. His eyes were dark, his expression intense.

With a brutal tug, he pulled her hair back, exposing her neck. The pain was sharp and sudden, but it only served to heighten her arousal. The slap that followed was even harder, the impact echoing through her body. Her pussy clamped down, tightening around his cock like a vice. And that's when it happened.

With a feral growl, he pulled out in one swift motion, the sudden emptiness making her body spasm. Nagyung's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed, her body shaking as the squirt began. It was like a dam had broken, her juices spurting out, soaking the sheets beneath her. She had never felt so wild, so out of control.

Y/n chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her stomach with an ease that spoke of his strength. "Again," he said, his voice a command. "Get on your hands and knees."

Nagyung complied, her legs trembling. He lined up his cock with her pussy, the head nudging against her clit. With a wicked smirk, he slapped her ass once more before plunging back inside her. The force of his entry made her scream, the pain mixing with the pleasure that was now a constant throb in her veins.

"I'm gonna make you come so hard," he promised, his voice a harsh whisper in her ear. His hips began to move again, the tempo fast and relentless. Nagyung felt the tension coil inside her, her pussy clenching around him with every thrust. "You're so wet," he murmured, his hand reaching around to toy with her clit. "You love this, don't you?"

Her only response was a moan, her voice lost in the storm of sensation. Each slap of his skin against hers was a jolt of pleasure, each stroke of his cock a lightning bolt through her core. She was close, so close she could taste it.

"I'm gonna come," she gasped, the words barely coherent. "I can't stop it."

He slapped her again, the sting sending her spiraling. "Do it," he growled. "Let me feel it."

Nagyung's body obeyed, her pussy clenching down as she squirted, the liquid spraying out of her with a force that surprised even her. She cried out, the orgasm ripping through her like a tornado.

But just as the waves of pleasure began to subside, she felt him pull out. "No," she whimpered, the sudden emptiness a cruel tease. But before she could protest, he was pushing back in, filling her up again.

The cycle continued, each squirt met with a slap and a renewed assault on her senses. Nagyung's body was no longer her own, a plaything for his pleasure. Each time she felt the orgasm build, she would beg for release, only for him to pull out and let her squirt again. It was a delicious torment, a dance of pleasure and pain that had her on the edge of sanity.

The hours blurred together, a blur of wetness and moans, of skin slapping against skin. Her ass was a canvas of red, the sting a constant reminder of her submission. And yet, she didn't want it to end. She craved the feeling of his cock inside her, the way he filled her so completely.

Finally, Nagyung could take no more. Her voice was hoarse from screaming, her body a writhing mass of pleasure. "Please," she sobbed, her voice a desperate plea. "Let me come with you."

He paused, his eyes searching hers. "Beg for it," he said, his voice a dark whisper. "Beg for my cum."

Her eyes watered, the humiliation mixing with her desperation. "I'm begging you," she moaned, her voice a broken whisper. "I need it, please."

With a final slap, he pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. Nagyung's pussy clenched, desperate for his touch. He climbed over her, his cock hovering above her ass. "Say it," he demanded. "Say you're my slut."

"I'm your slut," she whispered, the words a sweet surrender.

And with that, he slammed back into her, his hips pumping with a ferocity that had her screaming his name. They moved together, a single entity caught in the throes of passion. The room spun, the world narrowed to the feel of him inside her, the slap of skin, the sound of their breaths.

And then, with a roar, he came, his hot cum filling her up. Nagyung's body shuddered, another orgasm tearing through her. The feeling of his release inside her was like coming home, a warm embrace that completed the cycle of their love.

But as the waves of pleasure receded, a strange sensation began to creep over her. Her vision swam, the room spinning like a carousel out of control. Nagyung's eyesight grew dim, and she could feel her body begin to give out.

Her boyfriend pulled out, his chest heaving with the effort of his climax. "Nagyung?" he asked, his voice tight with concern. But she couldn't respond, couldn't even lift her head. The world was spinning too fast, the lights too bright.

Her limbs felt like jelly, her body too heavy to move. Nagyung's eyes rolled back, the room going dark. The last thing she felt was his arms around her, his warmth a beacon in the chaos.

He gathered her up, his strong arms cradling her against his chest. "It's okay," he whispered, his voice soothing. "You're okay." He laid her down gently, the softness of the bed a stark contrast to the tempest that had just ravaged her body.

Nagyung's eyes fluttered closed, the darkness a welcome reprieve from the spinning lights. Her boyfriend hovered over her, his eyes filled with worry. "I've got you," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. He held her tight, his body a shelter from the storm that raged within her.

And as she slipped into unconsciousness, she felt his arms tighten around her, his heartbeat a steady rhythm that lulled her into a deep sleep. The last thing she heard was his whispered promise, a vow to protect and cherish her, even in the darkest moments.

Y/n lay beside her, his own eyes heavy with the weight of their passion. He watched as she slept, her chest rising and falling with each breath. The room had stilled, the only sound the gentle patter of rain on the window. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the power of their connection, the way she had given herself to him so completely.

He reached out, his hand tracing the line of her jaw, his thumb brushing her lower lip. "My sweet girl," he murmured, his voice filled with love. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Rest now. We'll explore more tomorrow."

And with that, he allowed himself to be claimed by the siren call of sleep, his arms wrapping around her tightly. Together, they lay in the aftermath of their storm, their hearts beating in unison, their bodies tangled in a dance of love and lust.

The night stretched out before them, a canvas of unexplored desire. But for now, all that mattered was the here and now, the warmth of their bodies intertwined, the promise of more to come. And as the rain outside grew softer, their breaths grew deeper, the world outside forgotten in the embrace of their shared passion.

Yet, it wasn't long before Y/n's slumber was disrupted by the gentle squelching of Nagyung's pussy, still coated in their mixed juices. His cock, ever the eager participant, began to stir anew, hardening against her thigh. He took a moment to admire the beauty of her sleeping form, the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the softness of her skin, and the way her pussy glistened with the remnants of their love making.

With a quiet groan, he shifted into a spooning position, his hand reaching down to stroke his growing erection. The sight of her, the feel of her, was too much to bear. He needed more, needed her, even in her sleep. He positioned himself, the head of his cock nudging at her entrance. With a gentle push, he slid inside her, her body welcoming him without a sound.

Nagyung stirred, the feeling of his cock filling her up even in her slumber a strange, yet comforting sensation. She didn't wake fully, instead letting out a sleepy moan that was music to his ears. Her body responded automatically, her hips rolling back to meet his, the warmth of her pussy enveloping him.

"Ahh, Y/n, keep going," she murmured, her voice thick with sleep. Her eyes remained closed, but her body was fully awake, the slickness of her pussy speaking volumes. He complied, his strokes growing more deliberate, the sound of their union a quiet symphony in the dimly lit room.

"How does it feel to lose your virginity to me?" he asked, his voice a gentle caress against the shell of her ear. Nagyung's breath hitched, a shiver running down her spine. "It feels... amazing," she whispered, her words a soft sigh on the pillow. "Like I've found something I didn't know I was looking for."

Her response was all he needed, the validation of his love and her willingness to explore this new chapter in their relationship. He kissed the back of her neck, his hand cupping her breast, his thumb circling her sensitive nipple. "And now," he whispered, "you're mine. Forever."

Her eyes fluttered open, and she turned to face him, her expression filled with a mix of love and desire. "I am," she confirmed, her voice a hoarse whisper. "And I wouldn't want it any other way."

Their eyes met, the connection between them palpable. "You're so beautiful," he said, his voice filled with awe. Nagyung blushed, her cheeks a soft pink. "And you're so gentle," she replied, her voice a soft purr. "I never knew it could feel like this."

Y/n leaned in, claiming her mouth in a kiss that was tender yet demanding. His cock slid deeper, the angle allowing him to hit all the right spots. Nagyung's moans grew louder, her body arching into his. He could feel her orgasm building again, the walls of her pussy tightening around him.

"Fuck," he groaned, his own climax approaching like a freight train. He pulled out, not wanting to end this moment too soon. "Turn over," he instructed, his voice hoarse with need. She complied, her body a canvas of desire. He grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide, his cock poised at her entrance.

With one swift movement, he was back inside her, her wetness coating him in a warm embrace. "Look at me," he demanded, his voice a low growl. Nagyung's eyes locked on his, her pupils wide with lust. He began to thrust, his movements deep and slow.

"How does it feel?" he asked, his gaze never leaving hers. She bit her bottom lip, the sensation of him filling her to the brim overwhelming. "It feels..." she began, her voice trailing off as she searched for the right words. "It feels like home," she finally whispered, her eyes glazing over. "Like I've been waiting for this all my life."

He picked up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease. "Does it feel good?" he asked, his voice a dark promise. Nagyung nodded, her breath coming in gasps. "So good," she managed to say, her voice a hoarse whisper. "It's like... I'm complete."

Their bodies moved together in a silent symphony, the slap of skin against skin the only music in the room. Y/n reached down, his hand finding her clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, watching her face contort with pleasure. "And now?" he asked, his thumb pressing harder. "How does it feel now?"

Nagyung's eyes rolled back in her head, her body a tight coil of need. "It's... it's too much," she gasped. "I can't handle it." But she didn't pull away, didn't ask him to stop. Instead, she arched her back, her hips rising to meet him.

"You can handle it," he said, his voice a reassurance. "You're made for this." And with that, he pushed her over the edge again, her pussy clenching around him as she squirted, her juices coating them both.

Their lovemaking grew more frantic, a dance of desire that knew no bounds. Y/n's hand never left her clit, his touch a constant reminder of her power to give and receive pleasure. Nagyung's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of her release.

And as they moved closer to the precipice, their eyes remained locked, their hearts beating as one. "Cum for me," he ordered, his voice a command. Nagyung's body responded, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.

But this time, as he withdrew his cock. Nagyung's pussy began to spurt like a geyser, a jet of cum shooting up into the air, arcing over her body before landing on the bed. "Ahh," she screamed, the sensation overwhelming her senses.

Without a moment's hesitation, he slammed back into her, filling her once more with his throbbing length. Nagyung's eyes snapped open, and she let out a gasp that was half surprise, half pleasure. Her body was still trembling from the last orgasm, but he didn't relent, his hips pistoning into her with a fervor that was almost primal.

"Ahh, Y/n," she panted, her voice tight with need. "I can't take it." But even as she spoke, she could feel the beginnings of another climax building within her. Her legs quivered, her muscles straining to keep her upright, but she didn't want him to stop. She didn't want this feeling to end.

He leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. "You can," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "You're so strong, so beautiful." His praise was like a drug, flooding her system with endorphins that only served to drive her higher.

Her legs began to shake uncontrollably, the tremors spreading through her entire body. "It's too much," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. But he only gripped her hips tighter, his movements growing more demanding. "Keep going," he urged, his voice a command that she couldn't ignore. "Keep cumming for me."

Nagyung's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth falling open in a silent scream. Her body was no longer her own, a marionette dancing on the strings of his desire. Each thrust sent a new wave of pleasure crashing over her, each slap of skin against skin a symphony of sensation.

And then it hit her, a crescendo that stole her breath away. Her pussy clenched around his cock, her muscles spasming in a delicious agony. "I'm cumming," she screamed, her voice echoing through the room. "I'm cumming again!"

Her orgasm went on and on, a never-ending cascade of sensation that left her trembling and weak. "Y/n," she moaned, her voice a desperate whine. "I can't... I can't..."

But he didn't stop, his strokes growing more erratic as his own release built. "Look at me," he growled, his eyes boring into hers. "Look at me and tell me you're mine."

Nagyung's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking with his. "I'm yours," she whispered, the words a vow, a declaration. "I'm yours forever."

With a roar, he pulled out, his cock pulsing with his climax. He grabbed her face, turning her towards him. "Look at me," he said, his voice a command. She did, her eyes wide and trusting.

The first rope of cum shot out, hitting her cheek and sliding down to her neck. Nagyung gasped, the warmth of it a shock against her skin. He didn't stop, his cock painting her face with his release. She felt it on her nose, her cheeks, her forehead, a sticky mess that she couldn't help but find erotic.

Her pussy clenched again, a new wave of pleasure washing over her. "Swallow it," he ordered, his voice thick with lust. She parted her lips, and he aimed the head of his cock at her mouth. The taste was salty, musky, a flavor she had only ever known in her fantasies.

With a moan, she took him in, her mouth wrapping around his cock as he emptied himself into her. She swallowed, her throat working around his length, the act of submission sending a thrill through her body.

As the last drops fell, he pulled away, his cock glistening with the remnants of their love making. Nagyung's eyes searched his, looking for approval. He smiled, his expression one of pure adoration. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a warm caress.

Her body was a wreck, a delicious mess of sensation. Her pussy was sore, her ass still stinging from the slaps, but she had never felt more alive. She had never felt more like a woman, more like his woman.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, the only sound their heavy breathing and the distant patter of the rain. The hotel room was their sanctuary, a place where they could explore the depths of their desires without fear of judgment.

Y/n's hand reached for his phone, the screen illuminating the room with a soft glow. "Open up your legs," he instructed, his voice still laced with the authority of their earlier play. Nagyung complied, spreading her legs wide, revealing the mess they had made together. His cock, now softening but still coated in their combined juices, rested against her thigh.

"Show me our mix," he said, his gaze intense. She reached down, her fingers delving into her pussy to scoop out the evidence of their passion. The sight of their combined fluids made her feel wanton, a feeling that only grew stronger as she held it up for him to see.

"Make an erotic face," he continued, his eyes glued to the screen as he positioned the phone. Nagyung bit her lip, her cheeks flushing as she attempted to channel the seductress within. She knew she was blushing, but the heat of the moment overrode any self-consciousness.

"Show me your face," he said, his voice low and hungry. She leaned back, tilting her head so the cum that had trickled onto her cheek was visible. With a flick of her tongue, she tasted the remnants of their love, a tangy reminder of their intimate connection.

"Good," he murmured, his thumb sliding over her bottom lip. "Now, make yourself cum for me." Nagyung's eyes went wide, the thrill of his command sending a fresh wave of arousal through her. She slid her hand down her body, her fingers slipping into her swollen pussy without hesitation.

The room grew quieter, the only sounds the slickness of her hand and the rain outside. Y/n held the phone steady, his eyes never leaving hers as she began to play with herself. She felt his gaze like a physical touch, a warmth that spread from her core outwards.

Her fingers worked her clit in slow, deliberate circles, the pressure building as she watched his expression. His eyes were dark with desire, his own hand stroking his semi-hard cock as he recorded her every move. The sight of him watching her, his own need clear, only served to excite her further.

Nagyung's breath grew ragged, her hips rising to meet her own touch. She could feel it coming, the coil in her belly tightening with each stroke. "Look at the camera," he instructed, his voice a gentle command. She did, her eyes wide and glazed with passion.

The orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, her body convulsing as she squirted once more. The feeling was intense, the sight of her own juices spurting out of her pussy an erotic thrill that had her cheeks flushing even deeper. She moaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and embarrassment as she watched herself on the screen.

Y/n leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss. "You're so fucking hot," he whispered against her lips, his hand reaching down to join hers. Together, they worked her clit, the dual sensation sending her spiraling into another climax.

This time, she didn't hold back, letting her body do what it wanted, what it needed. The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, her cries and the wet noises of her hand in her pussy. She came hard, her body bucking as she squirted again, the force of it making her legs tremble.

Y/n kept filming, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're mine," he murmured, the words a vow, a promise. Nagyung nodded, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. "I'm yours," she whispered, the words a declaration of her love and submission.

Their eyes remained locked as she continued to play with herself, her orgasms coming in rapid succession. It was as if her body had been waiting for this moment, waiting to be claimed by him in every way possible.

The camera rolled, capturing each spasm, each drop of her pleasure. Nagyung felt like she was in a dream, a world where the only reality was the heat between their bodies and the sound of their shared passion.

And as she lay there, her body a wreck of pleasure, she knew that she had truly given herself to him. The act of submission, of allowing him to watch and record her most intimate moments, had bound them together in a way that nothing else could.

They were no longer just a couple in love; they were partners in desire, explorers of the deepest recesses of their sexuality. And as the camera kept rolling, Nagyung felt a sense of liberation, a freedom that she had never known before.

In that moment, she realized that this was just the beginning of their journey, a journey that would take them to places she had never dared to dream. And she knew, without a doubt, that she was ready for whatever came next.

Nagyung's eyes widened as Y/n picked her up effortlessly, her body still trembling from the intensity of her last orgasm. He carried her to the window, the rain now a gentle patter against the glass. He placed her on the sill, the coldness of the window a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies.

With a wicked grin, he slammed into her again, her legs wrapping around his waist. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, echoing off the glass. Nagyung's eyes were half-closed, the sensation of being filled by him in this new, exhilarating position sending her soaring.

"Look out at the rain," he whispered, his voice a dark caress. She did, the droplets racing down the window like tears. The world outside was a blur, their reflection obscured by the steam that clouded the glass.

He leaned back, his cock still buried deep inside her. "Cum for me," he ordered, his voice a low growl. Nagyung's body responded without thought, her pussy clenching around him as she squirted again, the warmth of her release mixing with the chill of the rain.

They moved to the couch next, her body splayed out before him as he took her from behind. She watched in the mirror across the room, her face a mask of ecstasy as he pounded into her, her tits bouncing with each thrust. She could see the head of his cock disappear into her, the way her pussy stretched to accommodate his size.

The couch groaned beneath them, a testament to the power of their passion. Nagyung reached down, her hand slipping between her thighs to rub her clit. The angle was perfect, and she could feel herself building again, the pressure in her belly growing with each slap of his hips.

"Fuck," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. "I'm going to cum." And with that, she did, her pussy gushing with her release, the couch now soaked beneath her.

Lastly, they stumbled out onto the balcony, the cool night air a shock against her fevered skin. He pushed her against the railing, his cock demanding entrance. Nagyung gripped the metal tightly, her knuckles white as he took her once more.

The rain kissed her skin, the droplets mingling with their sweat. She could feel the wind whipping around them, the chill a stark contrast to the heat of their passion. Yet it only served to heighten her arousal, the sensation of being exposed and vulnerable a thrill she hadn't anticipated.

Her orgasm was explosive, her body shaking as she squirted over the balcony, the rain washing away the evidence of their love. "Y/n," she screamed, her voice a desperate cry to the heavens. He followed, his own release a hot stream that painted her back as he emptied himself inside her.

They stood there, panting, the rain a gentle caress as their hearts slowed to a steady rhythm. The hotel room was a testament to their passion, a canvas of their desire.

And as they stumbled back inside, Nagyung knew that she would never forget this night. It was a night where she had truly become his, a night where she had found the strength to let go of her inhibitions and embrace the woman she truly was.

Their love had been tested and proven, the bonds between them forged in the heat of their lust. As they collapsed onto the bed, their bodies sated, she knew that this was just the first chapter in their story, a tale of love and desire that had no end in sight.

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Our Secret

IVE Liz x Male Reader (Manager) Part 2 of Our Secret Series

The hallway was dark and quiet as you made your way to Liz's dorm room at midnight. Your heart raced with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. When you slipped inside, you found the room bathed in shadows, the only light coming from the moon outside the window. Liz's bed was a lump under her blanket, completely still. You approached quietly, your breath catching in your throat as you lifted the edge of the blanket. There, lying naked and waiting for you, was Liz. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight, her curves inviting and tempting. She smiled up at you, her eyes filled with desire.

"I've been waiting for you," she whispered, holding out her arms to welcome you into her embrace."Come to bed," she murmured softly,"and make love to me again."You didn't hesitate. You stripped off your clothes quickly and climbed under the blanket with her, pulling her close and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

As you kissed Liz deeply, your hands roamed over her soft skin, exploring every inch of her body. She responded eagerly, her own hands tracing the contours of your muscles. When you finally broke the kiss, Liz looked up at you with curiosity in her eyes. "Tell me," she said softly, "what are your kinks? What do you like about me?" You smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face." Your feet are beautiful," you murmured, "so delicate and pretty. I love how they look in those cute shoes you wear on stage." Liz giggled softly and wiggled her toes against your leg. "And your armpits," you continued, "they're so smooth and soft. I want to bury my face in them and inhale your scent." She blushed at that, biting her lip shyly. "Really?" "Yes," you assured her, "every part of you is gorgeous. Your belly, the way it curves so perfectly...

"Your belly," you murmured, pressing a kiss to her smooth stomach, "is so beautiful. I want to trace every inch of it with my tongue. "Liz shivered at your words, her breath hitching in her throat. "And what else?" she asked softly, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of your neck. "Everything," you said honestly, "your neck, your collarbone, your breasts... I want to worship every part of you with my hands and my mouth." You demonstrated by kissing a trail down her neck, pausing to suck gently on her pulse point. Liz gasped, tilting her head to give you better access." I want to lick and suck on your nipples until you're begging for more," you whispered against her skin, "and then I want to kiss down your stomach and bury my face between your legs..." Liz's breath came faster as you spoke, her body trembling with anticipation. "Please," she whimpered."

Liz's plea sent a surge of desire through you. You captured her lips in a searing kiss, your tongue delving into her mouth as you rolled her onto her back. She wrapped her arms around your neck, pressing her body flush against yours. Slowly, you kissed your way down her neck and chest, pausing to lavish attention on her breasts. You sucked and licked at her nipples until they were hard peaks, eliciting soft moans from Liz. But it was when you reached her armpits that she really began to squirm with pleasure. You buried your face in the smooth skin, inhaling deeply. Liz smelled sweet and clean, with a hint of something uniquely hers. It drove you wild. You licked along the curve of her armpit, tracing the delicate lines with the tip of your tongue. Liz gasped and shuddered beneath you, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Oh god," she breathed, "that feels so good."

Emboldened by Liz's reaction, you continued to lavish attention on her armpits. You licked and sucked at the smooth skin, coating it with your saliva. The taste of her combined with the scent of her perfume was intoxicating. You switched to her other armpit, giving it the same treatment. Liz writhed beneath you, her breath coming in short gasps as she moaned softly. "I never knew it could feel like this," she panted, her voice filled with wonder and desire. "Please," she begged, "don't stop." You didn't intend to. You were just getting started. You kissed your way back up to her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe before whispering, "Turn over for me, sweetheart. I want to taste every inch of you." Liz complied eagerly, flipping onto her stomach and pressing her face into the pillow. Her body was trembling with anticipation as she waited for your next move.

You started at the nape of Liz's neck, pressing soft kisses along her spine. She shivered beneath you, her skin prickling with goosebumps. You traced the curve of her shoulder blades with your tongue, savoring the taste of her skin. Your hands slid down her sides, caressing the dip of her waist and the flare of her hips. You gripped her ass gently, squeezing the firm flesh before spreading her cheeks slightly. Liz gasped into the pillow, arching her back to give you better access. You kissed your way down to the small of her back, pausing to suck gently on the sensitive skin there. Liz moaned softly, pressing herself back against you. You continued your descent, kissing each vertebrae until you reached the swell of her buttocks. You nuzzled into the cleft, inhaling deeply before pressing a kiss to one cheek and then the other.

You spread Liz's cheeks wider, exposing her most intimate area. She was already glistening with arousal, her pink folds peeking out from between her legs. You couldn't resist the temptation to taste her. You licked a slow stripe up her slit, savoring the sweet flavor of her juices. Liz cried out, burying her face in the pillow to muffle the sound. You continued to lap at her, circling her clit with the tip of your tongue before sucking it gently into your mouth. Liz bucked against your face, her hips moving in rhythm with your licks. "Oh god," she moaned, "yes, just like that." Her hands fisted in the sheets as you brought her closer and closer to the edge. You slipped a finger inside her tight channel, curling it upwards to rub against that sensitive spot deep within. Liz's walls clamped down around you as she came apart, screaming your name into the pillow as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

As Liz rode out the waves of her orgasm, you slowly withdrew your finger and kissed your way back up her spine. She lay panting and trembling beneath you, her skin damp with sweat. "That was incredible," she murmured, turning her head to look at you with dazed eyes. "But you're not done yet, are you?" she asked softly, a hint of anticipation in her voice. You shook your head, a wicked grin spreading across your face. "Not even close," you said huskily. You gently rolled Liz onto her back and settled between her legs, looking up at her with a questioning gaze. "May I?" you asked, trailing a finger along the cleft of her ass. "Please," she breathed, "I want to feel everything with you." With that encouragement, you leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her anus. Liz gasped at the sensation, her body tensing slightly before relaxing into the pillow.

You kissed and licked at Liz's anus gently, feeling her relax beneath your touch. Her unique scent filled your nostrils, a heady mixture of musk and something uniquely hers. You circled the tight pucker with your tongue, teasing it with light flicks before pressing the tip inside. Liz moaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she pushed back against you. Emboldened by her response, you slid your tongue deeper, probing the hot, velvety walls of her ass. Liz's breathing grew heavier, her hips lifting off the bed as she sought more friction. You reached up with one hand to stroke her clit in slow circles, feeling it swell under your touch. With your other hand, you pressed a finger gently against the entrance to her pussy, feeling it clench in response to the stimulation from both ends.

Liz was writhing beneath you now, her body overwhelmed with sensation. "Oh god," she gasped, "it's too much. I can't..."She trailed off into a moan as you sucked gently on her anus, your finger pressing deeper into her pussy. You could feel her walls fluttering around your digit, growing tighter and tighter as she approached another orgasm. "Come for me," you murmured against her ass, "let me feel you fall apart." With a cry of your name, Liz did just that. Her body convulsed as waves of pleasure crashed over her, her pussy clamping down on your finger and her anus spasming around your tongue. You continued to lick and suck gently, drawing out her climax until she collapsed back onto the bed, spent and trembling. You kissed your way back up her body, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her close as she caught her breath.

You captured Liz's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She hesitated for a moment before responding, tasting herself on your tongue. A soft moan escaped her as she kissed you back fervently, her arms wrapping around your neck. The flavor of her arousal mingled with the sweetness of her own skin, creating a heady combination that left you both breathless. When you finally broke the kiss, Liz's eyes fluttered open. They were dark with desire and something deeper - affection, perhaps even love. "That was incredible," she whispered, brushing her fingertips along your jawline. "I never knew it could be like this." She snuggled closer to you, resting her head on your chest as she traced idle patterns on your skin. "Stay with me tonight?" she asked softly, "please?" You smiled and tightened your arms around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Of course," you murmured, "there's nowhere else I'd rather be."

Liz shifted in your arms, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She pressed a quick kiss to your lips before trailing her mouth down your neck and chest. When she reached your abdomen, she paused, looking up at you through her lashes. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly licked a stripe up the length of your throbbing cock, from base to tip. She circled the head with her tongue, lapping at the bead of pre-cum that had gathered there. Then, with a wicked grin, she wrapped her lips around you and sank down, taking you deep into her throat. You groaned loudly as the warm, wet heat of her mouth enveloped you. Liz hummed in response, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. She began to bob her head slowly, sucking hard as she pulled back and swallowing you whole as she plunged forward. Her hands gripped your thighs tightly as she worked you with her mouth and tongue.

You tangled your fingers in Liz's hair, guiding her movements as she sucked you off. The sight of her on her knees, her lips stretched around your cock, was incredibly erotic. You watched as she took you deeper, her nose pressing against your abdomen with each thrust. "Fuck," you groaned, "your mouth feels so good." Liz looked up at you, her eyes watering slightly as she struggled to take your entire length. But she didn't stop. If anything, she seemed determined to push herself further. She relaxed her throat and swallowed around you, the muscles contracting and massaging your sensitive flesh. The sensation was overwhelming and you felt your balls tightening, signaling your impending orgasm. "I'm going to come," you warned hoarsely," if you don't stop now." But Liz didn't pull away. Instead, she sucked harder and picked up the pace, clearly intent on tasting your release.

With a loud cry, you came undone. Your hips jerked forward as you spilled yourself down Liz's throat, your cock pulsing with each wave of pleasure. She swallowed greedily, drinking down every drop of your hot seed. She continued to suck and lick at you until you were completely spent, only pulling back when you gently tugged on her hair. Liz sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and grinning up at you triumphantly. "You taste amazing," she said softly, crawling back up to kiss you deeply. You could taste yourself on her tongue as she explored your mouth hungrily. When she finally pulled back, she rested her forehead against yours, smiling warmly. "I love making you feel good," she murmured, "almost as much as I love feeling good with you." She snuggled into your side, tracing patterns on your chest with her fingertips as you both basked in the afterglow.

As you lay there, catching your breath, Liz propped herself up on one elbow to look at you. Her eyes were soft and warm, filled with affection and something deeper. "I never knew it could be like this," she said quietly, "being with someone I care about so much. "She traced the lines of your face with her fingertips, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "I've fantasized about this for so long - about being with my manager, about exploring these feelings we have for each other." Her cheeks flushed slightly as she admitted," I want to experience everything with you. Every kink, every desire... I want to give myself to you completely." She leaned in closer, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before whispering against them, "Will you show me? Will you help me discover all the ways I can please you and myself?"

Your heart raced as Liz's words sank in. You had always assumed your feelings were one-sided, a forbidden attraction that you struggled to suppress. But hearing her confess her own desires, her own fantasies about being with you... it was overwhelming. You cupped her face gently, searching her eyes for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. But all you saw was sincerity and longing. "Liz," you breathed, "I never thought... I mean, I hoped, but I didn't dare to believe..."You trailed off, at a loss for words. Liz smiled softly and pressed a finger to your lips, silencing you. "Shh," she murmured, "no more hiding, no more pretending. We both want this - we both want each other. "She kissed you deeply, pouring all her emotions into the embrace. When she pulled back, she rested her forehead against yours and whispered, "Show me everything. Teach me how to love you the way we both need."

AN: ahhhhh

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Masterlist

- Taboo Encounter with Hearts2Hearts Yuha

- Wonhee Secret Desire with Illit Wonhee

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Wonhee Secret Desire

Illit Wonhee x Male Reader

Incest, Taboo, Age Gap

Read at your own risk

The first time I saw Wonhee, she was standing in the kitchen of her family's house, humming to herself as she washed dishes. She was 18, all curves and soft skin, her long black hair cascading down her back in a messy ponytail. I am her father, thirty years older than her, and I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my pants as I watched her.

I cleared my throat, trying to hide my discomfort. "Need help with that?"

She turned to me, her eyes wide and innocent. "Oh, hey, Daddy. Sure, that'd be great."

As we worked side by side, I couldn't help but steal glances at her. Her breasts pressed against her t-shirt, her ass swaying as she moved. I was in trouble.

Over the next few weeks, I found myself seeking her out. I'd "accidentally" bump into her in the hall, or offer to help her with her homework. She'd blush and giggle, but never pulled away. I could see the desire in her eyes, matching my own.

One day, I caught her alone in the bathroom. She was leaning against the counter, her legs slightly parted. I could see the outline of her panties through her jeans.

"Wonhee," I said, my voice husky. "What are you doing?."

She looked at me, her eyes darkening. "I... Uhmm want to take a bath, daddy"

I closed the distance between us, my hands finding her hips. She let out a soft gasp as I kissed her, our tongues tangling. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps.

I trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest. She moaned as I unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her soft, pale skin. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and nipping gently. She arched into me, her hands in my hair.

I slipped my hand into her jeans, finding her wet and ready. I stroked her clit, her hips bucking against my hand. She was so responsive, so eager. I couldn't wait to have her.

"We can't do this daddy, I am your daughter" Wonhee said

"But, I really want you wonhee, really want you as mine" I said

I turned her around, bending her over the counter. I could see her pussy, glistening and inviting. I licked her from behind, my tongue slipping into her folds. She moaned, her hands gripping the counter.

I stood up, my cock hard and aching. I slipped a finger into her, preparing her. She was tight, her muscles clenching around me. I added another finger, stretching her, making her moan.

I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock head nudging against her. I pushed in slowly, her muscles resisting at first, then giving way. She gasped, her body tensing.

"Relax, baby," I whispered, my hand on her back. "I've got you."

I started to move, slowly at first, then faster. She was so tight, so hot. I could feel her clenching around me, her moans echoing in the bathroom.

I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices. I turned her around, lifting her onto the counter. I spread her legs, her pussy open and inviting. I slipped my cock into her again, this time going deeper. She cried out, her hands on my shoulders.

I started to move, my hips slapping against hers. I could feel her getting close, her muscles tensing. I leaned down, sucking on her nipple as I fucked her.

"Daddy ahhhh," she moaned. "I'm so close unghh."

I could feel her orgasm, her muscles clenching around me. I kept moving, my own orgasm building. I pulled out, my cock spurting onto her stomach, her pussy, her thighs. She watched, her eyes wide, her chest heaving.

I wasn't done yet. I turned her around again, this time bending her over the counter. I slipped two fingers into her pussy, getting them wet, then moved them to her ass. She tensed, but I soothed her, my hand on her back.

I pushed in slowly, her muscles resisting at first, then relaxing. I added another finger, stretching her, preparing her. She moaned, her body relaxed and ready.

I positioned my cock at her ass, pushing in slowly. She gasped, her body tensing. I held still, letting her adjust to me. Then I started to move, slowly at first, then faster.

"Fuck, Daddy" she moaned. "It feels so good."

I could feel her getting close again, her muscles clenching around me. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it in time with my thrusts, her moans growing louder.

I could feel my own orgasm building, my cock throbbing. I pulled out, my cock spurting onto her ass, her back, her hair. She moaned, her body shaking with her own orgasm.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, our breath coming in ragged gasps. Then I pulled back, my cock softening, my body sated.

She looked at me, her eyes soft. "I love you, Daddy."

I smiled, my heart swelling. "I love you too, Wonhee."

But I knew this was just the beginning. I had so many more things I wanted to do to her, so many more ways I wanted to make her mine and make her pregnant.

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The best fan meeting

Words: 1181

Tags :  teasing, Handjob, blowjob

"So, what's the deal with these fan meet-ups?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady as I clutched the ticket in my sweaty hand.

My friend, a die-hard fan of Lesserafim, had scored us passes to the event of the year. "It's where you get to meet the band members up close and personal," she gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "But it's not a concert, it's just a meet-and-greet."

The doors to the venue swung open, and the thrum of eager chatter filled the air. Posters of the band members stared down at us from the walls, each one more mesmerizing than the last. I couldn't wait to lay eyes on Yunjin. Her fiery stage presence had me hooked from the moment I first watched their videos.

We shuffled through the line, inching closer to the autograph table where the band was seated. The room grew hotter with every step, not just from the bodies packed in, but from the anticipation boiling in my stomach. When we finally reached the front, I barely registered the other members' smiles and nods. All I could focus on was Yunjin.

Her eyes locked on mine, and she winked, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. My gaze drifted down to the plunging neckline of her dress, which barely contained her ample cleavage. The room seemed to spin around me, and I heard my friend whisper, "Dude, keep it together." But it was too late. I was a goner.

Yunjin leaned in, her breasts brushing against my arm as she whispered, "Hi, I'm Yunjin. What's your name?" Her breath was sweet, with a hint of mint, and it sent a shiver down my spine. "I-I'm... I'm Mark," I stuttered, barely managing to get the words out.

As she signed my poster, her hand brushed against mine, sending an electric current through my body. She looked up, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're enjoying the view, aren't you?" she teased. "I-I'm s-sorry," I stammered, my face turning beet red. She just laughed, a sound that was music to my ears, and leaned in closer, her chest pressing into my hand. "Don't be. I like it when fans appreciate me," she said, her voice a seductive purr.

The line moved along, and soon it was time for our brief interaction to end. But as I turned to leave, she pretended to drop her pen. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, bending down to retrieve it. The fabric of her dress pulled tight across her ass, giving me an eyeful. She looked up and caught me staring, a devilish twinkle in her eye. "Let me help," she said, sliding under the table.

Her hand found its way to my crotch, giving me a gentle squeeze. I gulped, looking around frantically. The chatter of the crowd was a dull roar as she began to unbuckle my belt. "You're so cute when you're nervous," she whispered, her breath hot against my thigh. I could feel the heat from her body, and the smell of her perfume filled my nostrils. The world outside the table was a blur of colors and noise, but underneath it was just Yunjin and me.

Her hand deftly slid into my pants, wrapping around my shaft. I bit my lip to keep from gasping. She started to stroke me, slow and firm, her eyes locked on mine from under the table. The other band members were busy signing autographs and taking photos, blissfully unaware of what was happening right beneath them. The fear of being caught added a thrilling edge to the moment.

My eyes grew wide as she leaned in closer, her mouth watering. "I want to taste you," she murmured, her voice barely audible. Before I could react, she took me into her mouth, the warmth and wetness of her lips sending waves of pleasure through me. She worked me with a confidence that was nothing short of mind-blowing. I watched as her head bobbed, the only indication of what was happening beneath the table's surface.

The sound of the crowd was a muffled symphony, a backdrop to the intimate concert playing out between us. Her hand slid up my thigh, gripping it tightly as she took me deeper. I tried to keep my breathing even, my heart hammering in my chest. The smell of her hair, the feel of her tongue against my skin—it was all too much. "Oh fuck," I groaned, the words slipping out despite my best efforts to stay quiet.

"Someone's enjoying themselves," she whispered, a hint of amusement in her voice as she pulled back for a moment, her eyes never leaving mine. I nodded, unable to form coherent words. She took it as an invitation to go further, her other hand reaching up to undo the button of my pants. "Don't worry," she reassured, "I'll make sure no one notices."

The sensation of her hand around me was exquisite, and the fact that she was doing it in a room full of people made it even more intense. I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my body begging for release. "Yunjin," I whispered, "I'm gonna cum."

She looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire, and nodded. "Come for me, Mark," she urged, her mouth returning to my cock with renewed vigor. I couldn't hold back anymore, and with a strangled moan, I released into her mouth. She swallowed eagerly, licking her lips with a smug smile when she was done.

"Good boy," she purred, patting my thigh before sliding out from under the table. She straightened her dress and took her seat again, her cheeks flushed. "Your turn," she said, nodding to the next fan in line as if nothing had happened.

My legs felt like jelly as I stepped away, my heart racing. What the hell had just happened? Did she really just give me a blowjob in the middle of a fan meet-and-greet? The room spun, and I stumbled, trying to compose myself. My friend looked at me, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "You okay?" she asked. "You look like you just saw a ghost."

I couldn't even form words. All I could do was nod and follow her to the next station, my mind reeling with what had just transpired. Yunjin was a goddess, and she had just granted me a divine favor. And she had done it with the skill of a master. I was left in a daze, my thoughts racing with the image of her sexy smirk and those incredible eyes that had held me captive from the moment we met.

The rest of the night was a blur, a montage of smiling band members and overeager fans, but all I could think about was the taste of her mouth, the feel of her hand, and the way she had made me come undone in a room full of people. It was a memory I would cherish forever, a secret shared only by the two of us and the autographed poster in my trembling hand.

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can you write ex gf minju? minju and you broke up cuz of college and you meet again years later but she has a family now but she cheats on her new husband with you.

Blast From The Past

Kim Minju x Male Reader

Tags: big dick worship, boss chair blowjob, cheating, college sweetheart, creampie, cum licking, (lots of) facefucking, future, home office, housewife, long time no see, mating press, milfju, multiple orgasms, passionate sex, pregnancy

Word count: 3918

April 29th, 2041

Twenty years ago, Minju endured her most heartbroken day of her life. Her group had just disbanded, and you decided to break up with her to focus on your college graduation. As the years passed, Minju transitioned from her days as an idol and actress and is now a 40-year-old housewife working from home in the real estate market.

Minju has got into a business marriage. Her husband is sterile but wanted kids, so she found other guys to inseminate her twice. At this point, this is basically ten times Korea's fertility rate, so her 4-member family really stands out from her co-workers, who are all single.

Today, Minju was lonely. Her husband was on a work trip abroad. She then suddenly remembered her former college sweetheart.

"Could you come to my house?" Minju texted you. You two had met a few times since breaking up, but she never allowed such intimacy, especially as a married woman. Something must have changed then, but you accepted her invitation anyway.

You arrived at Minju's house just as she was starting to work. Minju welcomed you with open arms, feeling even lonelier as she had just dropped her kids off at school. "Sit here; I'm not feeling that well today," she said, pointing to her work desk. "What happened?" you asked. "My husband is away, and I feel so done with my marriage that I think I need a divorce," she continued. "And do you want to talk about this with me?" you asked. "Maybe," she replied.

Minju turned off the computer and went to the kitchen to pick up something to eat. But she couldn't help but look at you sitting at her workplace. Some burning feelings from the past were starting to creep back into her mind. You looked so handsome to her. So much so that she made an impulsive move.

"I need a break," Minju knelt under her desk and started carressing the area around your pants. You thought this was a little weird, but flashes of your college days came up immediately. You didn't say anything. It's her house; she can do what she wants. You'll just follow this beautiful noona, just like you did when she was just turning 20.

Minju knew you always had some love left for her. She could notice your erection bulging and wanted to see it after so many years, licking it while still clothed and then unveiling it. She was amazed; you truly hadn't changed down there in 20 years. That cock was throbbing and was bigger than the whole radius of her face. Still with her workplace outfit on, Minju dove onto your tip, licking it like a baby who discovers a long-missing toy. She really wanted to make up for the lost time, admiring that length and enjoying every second of it. It was so beautiful. Better, it was so big.

Minju licked your shaft from top to bottom and put it in her mouth, hitting her tongue with your tip. You really liked how submissive she was to your cock. Her angelic face always hides the fact that she can get slutty in a snap, and the way she worshipped your member was incredible. You tuck her hair out to get a better view of her beautiful face as she sloppily works on that shaft, twisting and sucking it full of lust and spitting on it like she's sucking a lollipop. She keeps going for five straight minutes. No noises except her naughty tongue, giving that cock the work it deserves.

"Come here after lunch, but instead of my mouth, you'll be inside my pussy," Minju says. "Ok, but why after lunch and not now?" you ask. "I need to solve some problems first." Before she moves further, she needs to free herself from this boring housewife life. "I'm calling it quits," she tells her coworkers at their online meeting. Her divorce papers will be ready for her husband when he arrives. A new Minju is about to be unleashed. Well, an old Minju.

A few hours later, you return to Minju's house. This time, she greets you wearing the lingerie she had under her office attire in the morning. "Take your clothes off, and let's go straight to bed," she says. Passionate kisses follow; this is already much better than the boring sex her husband has been giving her for over a decade. Minju pushes you into her bed and resumes the blowjob she had started that morning.

"You're still so big after all these years," Minju praises your length and makes sure to work the whole extension of it, even pouring lube for an easier slide into her soft little hands. "I fucking love this huge cock," she tells you.

"What made you decide to get back in touch with me?" you ask just as she takes a little break from filling her mouth full of cock. "Eunbi and Yeji were really noticing how unhappy I was, but it's all gone with you back in my life," she says, moving towards swallowing your balls, and you let out a groan.

Minju was really happy that she listened to her friends counseling. Your cock was double the size of her husband and very responsive to her stimulation, growing bigger as she kept working her magic on it. "I don't know how it's even going to fit inside me; my pussy hasn't taken a cock this big in, I guess, 20 years," she says. She might be concerned about showing her age, but to you, she is just as beautiful as she was two decades ago.

"I want you to fuck my face; I gotta test if I can take it," Minju tells you with a smile. You are over the moon, seizing the opportunity to use her beautiful, sexy, and warm mouth as a training ground before you get in her pussy. You give her no relief whatsoever, treating Minju like the slut she is and plowing her mouth upwards as you love to see her beautiful face full of cock.

Minju coughs and gags all over your cock. The truth is, all those years made her lose some of her deepthroating skills. Despite trying the hardest to engulf your hard boner, she can only take it halfway in. But she keeps trying, letting you push her head further down it. Your enormous girth barely fits in her mouth, turning her face into a mess as you make it red.

Your cock is full of Minju's saliva. Doubts arise in her mind about whether she can still take it. All those years with a vanilla husband might never bring back the young foxy queen Minju of the past. She can barely take half of it without gagging.

"That's so fucking hot," she says. "Do it again," Minju says, showing she won't give up and that a little extra training can bring her old self back. She closes her eyes and loosens herself up as more and more of your length goes down her throat, until she finally manages to deepthroat that anaconda for the first time in a long while.

"You still got it," you say, praising her. In the end, Minju is still the most beautiful woman on the planet to you, and she's even prettier when she's getting her face filled with your cock. You caress her pretty face as she sticks her tongue out to lick your cock. Slutty Minju has always been the best Minju, and you love how she slowly unleashes it and brings back memories of better days.

Minju throats your sword two-thirds of the way in now; get more accustomed to it. You know there is nothing this beautiful girl can't do and that she'll be taking it to the fullest soon. "Perfect, you're taking it so well," you tell her, diving your cock deeper into her throat, which makes her gag. 

"Maybe I'm ready to have it in my pussy," Minju says. "I want it so bad inside me; feel every inch stretching out my little pussy," she continues. You want it too; you love when she talks in a slutty way like this. 

Minju takes off the top of her lingerie, showing off her perky tits. She lies on her bed and spreads her legs as you kiss her little pink pussy that you haven't worshipped in a long time, before slowly eating her folds as she releases some cute moans. "You like licking that fucking pussy, baby?" she asks as she spreads her entrance for you to hit it deeper with your tongue.

"Keep going, baby; oh my god, lick my clit, I love it," Minju says as you take it in your mouth. "That tongue feels so good," she continues as you spit inside her and dive your head fully into her pussy. "Keep it there," she demands, getting her right leg up in the air. "You really like to worship my pussy, don't you?" she says. 

Minju grinds her breedable hips into your face as she enjoys your tongue; you get her really warm. "I want you to fuck me so bad; I want that big dick right inside my pussy," she begs with her beautiful smile. Soon, your face gets replaced by a long pole teasing her entrace.

You can feel that after all those years, Minju is still tight. "Nice and slow," she says as you rub your shaft into her entrance before teasing her into inserting just the tip. "Oh, Fuck, I love how you tease me," she says, as you shortly move straight into action and fuck her passionately in missionary.

Minju enjoys how your long length stretches her pussy. "Stretch it good," she says as you get deeper. Your cock slides with ease as you kiss her; her needy hole truly needed it. You go faster. "Don't stop," Minju says, "You're gonna make me cum already," she says, making you pick up the pace and choke her as she closes her eyes and you groan loudly.

"Fuck, I'm cumming, ah, shit." Minju has a fairly easy orgasm after a short few minutes. She really missed a long cock stretching her out; her pussy gets tighter and pinches your cock, but you remain strong, committed to stretching her cunt at all costs, as she softly curses and moans while kissing you in between. 

You lick Minju's neck as you give her a hard missionary pounding that sends her to the heavens. The way you wrap your body around hers makes her feel so loved, and the way your cock works hard in her pussy is so enjoyable to her. 

Your balls slap into Minju's clit as her right leg gets fully lifted and you press her back against the bed. Her orgasms continue as your cock gives her what she's been missing for nearly two decades. Minju just lets you dominate her and work as you please with her little breedable body.

"You're so fucking deep in me," Minju moans and laughs as you move to a mating press, her legs now all up in the air. Her pussy feels so good and warm the more you plow her. She's never felt that much pleasure since you left her. Minju starts regretting all those years you two were far apart, as your passionate pounding keeps giving her orgasm after orgasm.

Minju kisses you, thanking you for all the pleasure you are giving her as she goes back to worshipping your huge cock and tasting all her juices from it. She then rewards you with her wet pussy right in your face as she gets on top of you for a 69. You wrap your hands around her little waist, and you two compete to see who pleases the other the most. But Minju clearly has the edge. You can't match the way she massages your balls and gets you on the edge of unloading in her warm, cock-filled throat.

Truth be told, all Minju wants now is to be a sleeve for your massive cock. She gets on all fours as you spank her pale cheeks, her enticing pussy ready for more. "Ohhh shit," she moans as you insert just the tip, feeling very needy for that long dick. You grab the garters on her waist that are tied to her sexy black stockings as she swings her breedable hips to take more of that shaft inside her. Minju bounces on all fours as you spank her cute butt, tease her with slow pumps inside, and rub your tip on her beautiful wet entrance.

Slowly, you get your cock deep inside Minju; her pussy is wet but tightens fairly easily, giving you a huge challenge to stretch it out. "I love that cock stretching my tiny little pussy," she says. "Shit, you're so fucking tight after all those years," you tell her, barely able to get halfway inside as her pink hole clenches hard on every inch of that cock.

You have to take your cock out multiple times not to cum, her pussy gaping at each time. You then pump Minju faster, making her asshole wink at each thurst. "Fuck spank me like a slut," she begs as you increase the pace. Minju starts to regret not staying with you; she could have done that for years already, being the perfect toy for a massive cock that would stretch her out every single day.

Minju's little tits jiggle as she closes her eyes and explodes in louder and louder moans. "Don't stop," she demands, grabbing your hand as you wrap it around her waist. She's so slim and pretty—the perfect princess turned into the ultimate slutty fuck toy. "Take that cock," you tell her as you spank her further. "GOD, FUCK!" she yells. The line that introduced her to the world was about making it red, but now she's the one for whom you're turning the body red.

More spanks succeed in Minju's pale booty. And the more she takes them, the more she enjoys them. She's so overwhelmed she can't even stay on her knees anymore, cumming again as she gets pinned to the bed and turns your submissive doggy fuck into an even more submissive prone-boning of her pussy. You're now just her big bull manhandling her pink fleshlight, her torso and tummy hitting the bedsheets harder at each thrust you give her, her cheeks clapping as you put all your weight pressured against her hot body. 20 or 40 years old, Minju is still the same, perfect from head to toe.

"OH MY GOD, YOU'RE SO FUCKING DEEP." Minju screams as your cock fulyl bulges under her belly and shapes her pussy from her entrance to her cervix, molding it like it's your own work of art. You could cum right now, and that would be enough on its own. But you want more; you want Minju to feel every inch of your cock every day for the rest of her life. She'll be yours, one inch at a time.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Minju turns into a screaming mess as you pound her harder and harder. Her ass is fully up against your hips as you destroy Minju like a fuckdoll. She may have had doubts at first, but even at this age, she can still take it. "Oh my god, I'm cumming again." These words make you craze as you pin her even harder against the bedsheets and choke her, making her pussy clench and unleashing a powerful orgasm that almost makes you finish right after.

You slow down and kiss Minju, getting completely on top of her, making her hot body into your property. Slow and deep, all the way in, you make Minju moan softly while stimulating her neck with kisses, her face now redder than a tomato. She could die right there, drowned by pleasure, and it would be a happy ending for her.

You set Minju free, and she immediately bends over to crown your cock, taking it deep in her mouth as she enjoys tasting herself, smiling and moaning. She then lays down, giving you a perfect view of her red cheeks as your member slides up and down her mouth. You caress her soft cheeks as her blowjob drives you to the edge—two lovebirds who feel like they couldn't have got a better comeback than this. 

Minju keeps kissing your dick. "Fuck, I can't believe this thing fits all inside of me," she says. "It felt so good inside of my pussy," she continues, with more kisses. You can't resist her warm mouth wrapped all over your massive monster, pushing up as you go back to fuck her face nonstop, treating her mouth the same way you just did to her pussy. "Fuck my face and bulge under my tiny little throat," Minju demands as soon as she gags, and you do it just as she asks.

After some rough throat pounding, you go back to your romantic ways, sliding back inside Minju in a passionate spooning position and kissing her as your cock hotly slides slowly in and out of her pussy. You caress her nipples as she demands that you go deeper. "Stretch my pussy all the way in,"  she says, fingering her clit to the pace of your thrusts while you hold the little string around her waist. 

"Fuck, you're stretching me out so good," she says. "You're getting so fucking deep AHHHHH," she continues as your balls start smashing against her entrance. 10 throbbing inches, and Minju is taking all of them, just like at your college dorms when your friends went out. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

"God, it's gonna make me cum again, yessss," Minju moans as she closes her eyes and releases yet another flow of juices into your massive monster, the orgasms her sterile husband could never give to her. Meanwhile,  today she's basically lost count of how many times she creamed herself on that cock. "I'm gonna cum all over that fucking cock, AHHHHH," Minju screams as you choke her, making her unleash it even quicker as you push your cock deep inside her with all your might.

Minju is still out of breath as you move slower to allow her to enjoy her orgams. "Keep stretching that pussy up," she says as she grabs her little tits. "I love feeling every single inch of you," she continues. "Make me your little fucking bitch; make me submit to all your desires," Minju keeps going, more satisfied than ever at each time you penetrate deep inside her pussy. "Harder, harder," she says as you clap your balls on her clit nonstop and make her scream even further as you groan and have yet another close call.

"Keep fucking me until I die, or until you cum," Minju says shortly after she gives you the most torrid round of kisses. "Let me sit on that fucking cock," she says, starting her ride slowly to adjust to that massive length impaling her. You wrap your hands around her waist and push her body down with your massive prick. Minju starts to move faster, getting better acclimated to that huge cock. "Stretch me out," she says as you push up her pussy and take control before resuming the ride.

"Spank my ass like a slut," she says as her bounces get harder to resist; each spanking makes her ultra-tight pussy clench. You can't resist and start manhandling her once again while slapping her hard, loving the way she moans.

Minju pulls out for a bit and gets on her feet on the side of the bed. You follow as you two kiss each other, feeling like this could be your last time together. She massages your cock, and you kiss her neck. "I missed you so much, my lover, especially your big cock stretching me out so well," she tells you. "But I'm still missing one last thing," she says. "Nobody has ever fucked me like you," she continues.

Minju then jumps on your cock, committing to make you drain her balls inside her. She's not going to stop until you do. Her ride gets crazier. You have flashbacks of her 20-year-old energetic self, which she brings back just for this moment. "Wanna cum inside me so fucking bad?" she asks. "I want you to fucking fill me up," she continues. "I'm ready to feel every fucking drop inside of my pussy; please shoot your load inside me," she keeps begging.

Not only did you shoot it, but the load that you had been saving for 20 years spurted out of your cock like a geyser, filling Minju's tight pussy to the brim, so much so that lots of it spilled into your navel. Your cock was throbbing so hard for her that it kept pulsating for 10 long seconds after you shot your cum inside her. Minju, not wanting to miss any drops, licks your cum-covered tummy with her mouth, swallowing what leaked out of her cunt. If this was your last time together, it was surely worth it.

"My God, you fuck me so good; you're incredible." Minju praised you and gave you more kisses, feeling loved in a way she hadn't felt for a long time. "Marry me, let's do this for the rest of our lives," she said, giving a final kiss on your cock.

But you two couldn't even enjoy it for much, as Minju's husband, arriving earlier, announced himself in the house. You, still naked, had to hide yourself in Minju's closet as you listened to both of them talking.

"Why are you almost naked in lingerie, Minju?" Her husband asked. "Nothing," she said, "just wanted to try some things I haven't done in a while.". "I saw you want to file for divorce; what are you hiding from me, Minju?" he continues. "Well, our marriage stalled out; honestly, keep the kids to yourself. You wanted them so much, but I had to find other guys because you're sterile," Minju continues, increasing her tone.

The arguing continues as you remain trapped in the closet. Her husband leaves and goes, taking "his" kids back from school. Minju cries as you try to consolate her and keep her calm. You had made her feel loved for the first time in years. "I hope this isn't the last time we see each other," she says, carrying you out of her house before her husband returns.

A few months passed by. Minju and her husband get into a divorce settlement. But she never called you after that night. You wondered if she had gotten back to her risk-averse ways and just wanted to play it safe. Until you receive a call.

"Hello," Minju says. Your eyes get bright instantly upon hearing her voice. "I have some news," she continued. "I'm pregnant," she tells you. "I want to move away from my home; would you follow me?" she asks. "Sure, anywhere you go, I'll follow you down," you tell her.

Last call: flight from Seoul to Prague. The aiport sound system announces. Minju gives one last hug to her longtime best friends, Eunbi and Yeji. "I'll stay in touch," she tells them. You two are ready to depart and start a new life. Meanwhile, the baby bump on Minju's belly is more noticeable than ever.

What was supposed to be the end was just a new start.

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Shorter fic this time, busier week here. But on the 3rd year of my ult group's disbandment anniversary, I decided to drop this fic, which ends in the same way I feel about them today: Iz*one's end was just a new start, and its legacy has been enhanced by what happened after, as many of the most successful groups of the generation came from them.

PS: hopefully we see more of Minju this year. 🦊

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Taboo Encounter

Hearts2Hearts Yuha x Male Reader

Incest, Father Daughter, Degradation, Breeding

She is too hot to handle

I had been living only with Yuha for about a month now since her mother was gone a month ago. She was my Daughter, but she was all grown up at 18, a fact that I couldn't help but notice. She was Korean, with long black hair, big black eyes, and a body that was a perfect blend of curves and youthful firmness. I tried to keep my distance, but it was hard. She was always around, always looking at me with those big eyes, always touching me, always finding excuses to be close.

One day, she came into the bathroom while I was shaving. She was wearing a short robe that barely covered her ass, and I could see the curve of her breasts through the thin fabric. She leaned against the sink, watching me in the mirror.

"Daddy," she said, her voice soft and sultry. "You're so handsome when you shave."

I turned to look at her, my heart pounding. "Yuha, what are you doing in here?"

She smiled, a slow, seductive smile. "I just wanted to see you, Daddy. I like watching you."

I felt a stirring in my pants. I tried to ignore it, but it was no use. She was too beautiful, too tempting.

"Yuha," I said, my voice rough. "You shouldn't be in here. You shouldn't be looking at me like that."

She pouted, her lower lip sticking out. "Why not, Daddy? Don't you like it when I look at you?"

I put down my razor, my hands shaking. "Yuha, we can't. It's wrong."

She stepped closer, her robe gaping open to reveal her breasts. "But I want to, Daddy. I want you."

I groaned, my resolve crumbling. I reached out, cupping her breast in my hand. She moaned, arching into my touch.

"You're so bad, Yuha," I said, my voice hoarse. "So fucking bad."

She smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. "I know, Daddy. I'm a bad girl. I want you to punish me."

I grabbed her, pulling her to me. I crushed her lips with mine, our kiss deep and desperate. She moaned into my mouth, her hands roaming over my body. I lifted her up, sitting her on the counter. I spread her legs, standing between them. I could see her pussy, wet and ready, through her thin panties.

"You're so wet, Yuha," I growled. "You're such a fucking slut."

She moaned, her head falling back. "Yes, Daddy. I'm your slut. I'm yours."

I pulled down her panties, baring her pussy. I licked my lips, looking at her. She was so fucking beautiful. I leaned in, my tongue finding her clit. She cried out, her hands gripping my hair. I sucked on her clit, my tongue fucking her hole. She was moaning, her hips bucking. I could feel her getting close.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned. "Oh, God. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come on your tongue."

I sucked harder, my fingers fucking her pussy. She came with a scream, her body shaking. I licked her through her orgasm, tasting her sweetness.

She was panting, her eyes glazed over. I stood up, my cock hard and aching. She looked at me, her eyes filled with lust.

"Fuck me, Daddy," she begged. "Please, fuck me."

I didn't hesitate. I grabbed her, turning her around. I lifted her up, sitting her on the counter. I spread her legs, looking at her pussy and ass. I licked her ass, tasting her. She moaned, her hands gripping the counter. I licked her again, my tongue fucking her ass. She was moaning, her body shaking.

I stood up, my cock in my hand. I rubbed it against her pussy, coating it in her juices. Then I rubbed it against her ass. She moaned, her body tensing. I pressed the head of my cock against her ass. She moaned, her body resisting. I pushed, my cock sliding into her ass.

"Oh, God," she moaned. "Oh, Daddy. It hurts."

I groaned, my cock buried in her ass. "You're so tight, Yuha. So fucking tight."

I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her ass. She was moaning, her body shaking. I could feel her pussy, wet and ready, against my cock. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it, my cock fucking her ass. She was moaning, her body shaking.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned. "Oh, God. It feels so good. So fucking good."

I fucked her harder, my cock slamming into her ass. She was moaning, her body shaking. I could feel her getting close. I rubbed her clit harder, my cock fucking her ass. She came with a scream, her body shaking. I could feel her pussy, clenching around my cock. I groaned, my own orgasm close.

I pulled out of her ass, my cock dripping with her juices. I turned her around, sitting her on the counter. I lifted her legs, putting them over my shoulders. I rubbed my cock against her pussy, coating it in her juices. Then I pushed into her, my cock sliding into her pussy.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned. "Oh, God. It feels so good."

I started to move, my cock fucking her pussy. She was moaning, her body shaking. I could feel her pussy, tight and wet, around my cock. I reached up, my hands gripping her tits. I squeezed them, my cock fucking her pussy. She was moaning, her body shaking.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned. "Oh, God. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come on your cock."

I fucked her harder, my cock slamming into her pussy. She came with a scream, her body shaking. I could feel her pussy, clenching around my cock. I groaned, my own orgasm close. I pulled out of her pussy, my cock dripping with her juices. I stood up, my cock in my hand. I stroked it, my eyes on her pussy.

"Open your mouth, Yuha," I growled. "I want you to taste yourself."

She opened her mouth, her tongue sticking out. I stroked my cock, my cum shooting out, landing on her tongue. She moaned, her tongue licking my cock, cleaning it.

"Good girl," I said, my voice rough. "Such a good girl."

She smiled, her eyes gleaming. "Thank you, Daddy. I love you."

I leaned down, kissing her. "I love you too, Yuha. I love you too, my wife"