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Management of Artist (Tzuyu)

I finally achieved my dream of becoming TWICE’s manager. Though the work is demanding, the joy it brings far surpasses the stress. The members of TWICE, averaging their early twenties, are close to my age, making our interactions seamless and friendly. We often joke and playfully tease each other, quickly becoming close.

Nayeon, Jihyo, Momo, Sana, Tzuyu... each member is breathtakingly beautiful. Their dance moves are captivating, their voices sweet, and their smiles utterly enchanting. As a fan, I watch their performance videos countless times daily, admiring their alluring outfits while fantasizing about intimate encounters with them, reaching climax in the process.

Though I’ve grown accustomed to daily life with them, I harbor a shameful secret—I’m their most obsessive fan, fixated on their physical allure. After work, I lie in bed, open my phone, and replay their performance videos, watching their youthful figures dance on stage. My body heats up, and I can’t help but slip my hand into my underwear to soothe my aching arousal, finding temporary satisfaction.

Since becoming their manager, my interactions with them have become more frequent. Sometimes, while adjusting their outfits backstage, their unintentional movements stir my desires uncontrollably.

Now, I finally have the chance to be close to these goddesses! As their manager, I’m with them day and night, observing every detail—Nayeon’s tender lips, Jihyo’s tits, Momo’s slender legs, Sana’s sparkling eyes, Tzuyu’s delicate face... each feature captivates me.

I’m fortunate to manage their wardrobe, giving me access to their personal clothing and performance outfits. In the dressing room, I kiss their clothes, imagining intimate moments with them. My body reacts instantly, and I eagerly strip off their garments, wrapping them around my sensitive parts to feel the thrilling sensation. Stroking the patterns on Momo’s pantyhose, I envision her wearing them, my arousal intensifying. I wrap the pantyhose around my erection, rubbing while moaning Momo’s name. “Ah... Momo’s pantyhose... so good... I want to ravage you... ahhh!” I growl, releasing onto Momo’s black stockings. The forbidden pleasure is addictive, and I crave the day I can truly possess their bodies.

As I bask in the afterglow, the door suddenly swings open. I turn in shock to see Tzuyu walking in! “Oh!” Tzuyu gasps, her eyes widening at the sight of me using Momo’s stockings for pleasure. Her stunned expression floods me with shame, yet I don’t stop—instead, the humiliation fuels my excitement, making me harder. “Momo... ahhh... I want you so bad...” I continue frantically in front of Tzuyu, burying Momo’s stockings between my legs, letting my desires run wild. Tzuyu stands frozen, watching my perverse actions, but I grow even more aroused, climaxing repeatedly into Momo’s stockings as if consuming her entirely.

“Ugh... Tzuyu... look at me... am I pathetic? I’m beyond saving...” I pant, speeding up my movements, spraying the last of my release onto Momo’s stockings. Instead of retreating, Tzuyu steps forward, looking down at me with disdain. “You filthy guy... stealing our clothes for this... how depraved!” Her words act like an aphrodisiac, reigniting my arousal. I gaze at her with burning eyes. “I am depraved... I love how you call me that...” I rasp, reaching for her thigh. Tzuyu slaps my hand away, sneering, “Since you love being depraved, let’s see how low you can go! Why Momo’s things? Am I not as beautiful as her?”

“Tzuyu, you’re far more beautiful than Momo...” I say eagerly. “But I’m just obsessed with Momo’s scent...” Angered by my response, Tzuyu strips off her black lace panties and throws them at me, commanding, “Then use mine now, or I’ll report you to the company!” “Ah... Tzuyu... you’re amazing...” I grab her panties, pressing them to my face and inhaling deeply, her intoxicating scent sending shivers through me. I unzip my pants, wrapping her panties around my throbbing member, rubbing vigorously.

Seeing me obey, Tzuyu’s eyes flash with disgust, then shift to a mocking smile. “What’s this? Your fetish is quite unique... satisfying yourself with other girls’ clothes... aren’t you afraid of crossing into something truly immoral?” she taunts. “Tzuyu... don’t... I’m just too obsessed with you... your scent drives me wild... I can’t control myself...” I gasp, stroking harder with her panties. Her contempt grows, but she doesn’t stop me, instead watching coldly and hurling sharp insults. “Look at you, like a dog in heat. Is this how much you want me? Let’s see how long you can last...” She sits on the sofa, smirking as she observes me.

My rationality is gone, consumed by Tzuyu’s alluring presence and the scent of her lace panties. As I near climax, Tzuyu suddenly presses her foot heavily onto my erection. “Ah!” I shudder, nearly collapsing. Her shoe pins my sensitive member, trapping it. “Feeling good?” she sneers, her lips curling. I know she’s toying with me, but my body betrays me, twitching under her foot, spilling onto her stockings. “Ugh... Tzuyu... stop... I’ll break...” I plead, my voice thick with lust. She scoffs, pressing harder, making me release even more onto her foot. “Hmm... interesting... you came under my foot... feeling humiliated?” Her eyes gleam with a strange excitement, as if my degradation sparks something in her.

My mind is lost to darkness, a slave to desire. “Tzuyu... don’t stop... I want to keep going... cover you in my mess...” I shamelessly confess. She pauses, surprised, then laughs. “Fine... if you want it that badly, I’ll indulge you...” She presses harder, forcing more release onto her stockings and heels. “Ah... Tzuyu... I can’t take it... I’ll die under your foot...” I cry, unsure if it’s fear or ecstasy. “Hmph... now you see how pathetic you are... you should be licking my shoes, not dreaming of my love...” she says coldly. “Now that I’ve given you pleasure, it’s time to keep your promise...”

My body still twitches under her foot, staining her stockings and heels. My mind is foggy, driven only by her commands. Seeing my complete submission, Tzuyu smiles with satisfaction. She lifts her foot, offering no respite, and orders me to kneel before her. “Good... now do as I said. Start with my toes, lick up to my clit... only when I’m satisfied will you earn the right to be with me...” She sprawls on the sofa, legs spread, revealing her glistening folds.

I obediently lower my head, starting with her silk-clad toes, my tongue tracing wet paths over her smooth skin. Tzuyu closes her eyes, savoring my service, occasionally trembling at my touch. I carefully lick every toe, then move up her ankles, calves, and thighs. “Not bad... now for the main event...” she murmurs, guiding my head with her hands. I bury my face between her thighs, her scent overwhelming me, shattering my last defenses. My tongue parts her folds, delving into her most intimate depths...

My tongue dances inside her, caressing her soft walls. Her nectar flows, sweet and intoxicating, coating my tongue and throat. Tzuyu’s legs clamp around my head, pulling me deeper. She moans loudly, “Oh... yes... right there... harder...” Her hands grip my hair, pressing me into her core. I target her G-spot, teasing and sucking rapidly. Her body writhes, thighs flushing with pleasure. “Ugh... I’m close... faster... deeper...” she cries, tugging my hair, urging my tongue to churn faster. I obey, sealing my lips around her, sucking her juices fiercely. “Ahh!” Tzuyu climaxes, her folds convulsing, flooding my mouth with her essence. I swallow eagerly, not wasting a drop.

As her climax fades, I look up at her. Tzuyu’s forehead is beaded with sweat, her face flushed, eyes dazed with bliss. “Good job... my little pet...” she chuckles, patting my hair. “Now, shall we begin for real?” I nod eagerly, desperate to claim her. She reads my desire, deliberately rising slowly, turning to kneel on the sofa, lifting her hips provocatively. “What are you waiting for... come take me with that big cock...” she purrs.

Without hesitation, I thrust my engorged member into her tight, wet heat. Her walls grip me, sending waves of pleasure through me. “Oh... so good... Tzuyu... you’re so tight...” I moan, grabbing her waist and pounding hard. She moves in sync, her walls like silk ribbons sliding over me. “Mmm... harder... I was made for this...” she whispers. “Use me... fuck me senseless...”

Being with an idol like Tzuyu feels like a fantasy, yet here I am, buried inside her. The surreal pleasure drives me to possess her fully. I press against her smooth back, thrusting in doggy style, controlling every inch of her. “Ah... so deep... you’re so strong...” she gasps, urging me on. I intensify my thrusts, reaching her deepest parts. Her walls tighten, craving my roughness. “Oh... Tzuyu... you’re sucking me in... I’m gonna come...” I growl, gripping her hips, accelerating. “Do it... fill me up... I’m yours...” she cries, rocking her hips to beg for my release. Unable to hold back, I erupt inside her, my hot seed flooding her womb, triggering her second climax.

Her convulsing walls milk my still-hard member, amplifying the sensation. “Tzuyu... I want more...” I murmur, caressing her back, my desire unquenched. She senses my need, flipping me onto the sofa and straddling me. “Then let’s keep going...” she smiles wickedly, guiding my cock back inside her. She takes control, riding me, her breasts bouncing with each movement. “Oh... Tzuyu... you’re too good...” I groan, mesmerized. She varies her rhythm, hitting my sensitive spots perfectly, driving me to the edge of sanity. “Mmm... you’re amazing...” she moans. “Let’s come together...”

Her skill overwhelms me, and soon I’m climaxing again inside her. Even after two releases, Tzuyu’s passion keeps me hard. “You’re so full of energy... we’ve got more to play with...” she teases, kissing my chest and teasing my nipples, reigniting my lust. “Tell me... what dirty fantasies have you had about me... spill it all, or I stop...” she smirks.

I hesitate but confess, “I... imagined you and Sana... serving me together...” Her laughter rings out, delighted by the mention of Sana. “So, who do you prefer... me or Sana?” she asks, speeding up. “If you’re not honest, I’ll let Sana take my place...” I shake my head frantically. “It’s you... I only want you...” I plead. Satisfied, her smile turns seductive. She intensifies her teasing, driving me wild. “Don’t worry... if you want, I can arrange for Sana to join us... it’ll be unforgettable...” she whispers.

Her words paint a vivid image—Sana beside Tzuyu, both open to me. The thought pushes me over the edge, and I climax again, overwhelmed by the fantasy. “You naughty thing... fantasizing about us like that...” Tzuyu caresses my cheek, her smile complex. “If you want that dream to come true... we’ll make it happen...”

I collapse, exhausted, as Tzuyu rests on me. “Thank you... Tzuyu...” I gasp. She smirks, “That depends on you behaving... If you disappoint me, and Sana’s off the table...” I nod eagerly, vowing to please her. She smiles, sliding down to clean my cock with her mouth, her dominance clear. “As my manager, you’re on call... whenever I need you, you satisfy me... and no thoughts about other members without my permission, got it?” “Yes... I understand...” I moan, her mouth driving me wild. “Good... perform well, and I might let the others test your skills...” she teases, sucking harder.

My mind reels at the thought of other members. To secure that privilege, I’ll do anything to please Tzuyu. She nods approvingly, intensifying her efforts.

Tzuyu quickens her oral pace, my cock reviving under her skill. “Look... it’s craving for me again...” she purrs, licking her lips seductively. “Let’s do it one last time...” She pulls me up, then turns to kneel on the sofa, raising her hips enticingly. I swallow hard, gazing at her exposed intimacy. “Hurry... I don’t like waiting...” she urges, swaying her body.

Without a word, I grip her waist and thrust into her. For this final round, I want to savor every inch of Tzuyu’s exquisite body. “Mmm... so big... you’re amazing...” she moans, encouraging me. “Harder... fuck me hard...” I obey, pounding relentlessly, each thrust reaching her depths. Her moans fill the air, her hips rising to match my rhythm perfectly. “Ahh... I’m close...” she screams, her walls tightening painfully yet pleasurably around me. I feel a surge building, and as her walls convulse, I release my final load inside her.

I keep my cock inside her, holding her close as we collapse together. “Today... you did well... I’m pleased...” Tzuyu whispers, her breath hot against my neck. “But... don’t slack off... remember my demands... or you’ll lose everything...” “I understand... Tzuyu... I’ll do anything to please you...” I say, holding her tightly, overwhelmed with happiness. She smiles, resting on my shoulder, closing her eyes.

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thelastdrop · 12 days ago

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Their Play Thing | We Pray

Twice's Hirai Momo / OC

Word count: 11.6K | Tags: Smut, Deepthroat, Facefucking, Nipple Piercings, Squirting, Creampie, Anal

Thanks to his friend, Seungdae got a ticket that will not only let him enjoy a concert he thought was lost, but also, will be his first step into a series of encounters that many would envy.

Sunday, 0:00 hrs. April 27th, 2025

Both had started a feral play of pain and pleasure. Their bodies found each other’s rhythms, moving their hips in perfect synchronization. His hand went down her empty, greedy cunt. His fingers went in, stimulating her G-spot, making her mind go blank.

Momo dug her nails on him, scratching him. Her legs hugged him and her feet interlocked, securing him in place inside her. Every time she felt his cock slipping out of her asshole, her strong legs pushed him back in with all her strength, causing every stimulus to feel even more intense.

Before long, both of them reached their orgasms. Momo was the first one to get there, squirting strongly against his lower abs and splashing her juices all over herself, reaching her own face. Her insides contracted violently, triggering the man’s climax as the woman locked him as deep inside her as her legs allowed, letting his cock spurt all of his seed inside her.

Both of them were left panting loudly. Momo’s hands went to his face and pulled him for a soft kiss in gratitude while her body shaked involuntarily. She placed both hands on his face to look at his eyes in between heavy breathings. They smiled tenderly at each other before she hugged him tightly, letting his head rest above her breast. “T-thank you,” she said softly, caressing his hair and looking at the ceiling.

Thursday night, April 24th, 2025.

Seungdae, 32 years old (33 in Korean age, but we won’t use that), was resting in his bed. ‘Finally,’ he thought, after a long shift. His personal computer was still on, playing some music in the background. He was almost falling asleep when the phone rang.

Normally he would ignore the call, but it was Jin, his lifelong friend. It’s not common for her to call, only if there’s some kind of emergency or she needs him in some way, shape or form, so he picked it up as soon as he saw the name.

“Your majesty, what do I owe the pleasure?” He said, hoping everything was alright on the other end.

“You’re going to owe me big time, you know that?” She replied in the usual snobby tone she used with him when royalty titles were thrown to the conversation.

“Yeah? Why is that?”

“Remember how you were crying about not getting tickets for the Coldplay concert because you were too busy with work to even know they were coming?”

“Yeah, thank you for rubbing that on my face,” Seungdae said, rolling his eyes

“Like you don’t like it when I rub things on your face,” she replied teasingly.

“Like you don’t love to rub your pussy in my face.” Years of closeness made those kinds of comments second nature between them.

“Hush! That’s not the point today. I got you a ticket for tomorrow’s concert,” she added some kindness to her voice at the end.

Seungdae sat on his bed to try to process her words. “How? They sold out over a month ago.” When he found out about the concerts he thought he could go to the last one right after finishing the big project he had been stuck in for two months already. By the time he looked for the tickets, the closing concert in South Korea and all others were already sold out.

“By being me, how else?” She said, proud of herself.

“Because you’re cool like that?”

“Because I’m cool like that. And because even though you’ve been too damn busy to give me any attention,” she had real irritation in her voice, making him feel a bit bad, “I know you’ve been working your ass off,” she added back in her normal tone.

“S-sorry, and thank you,” he tried to process the fact that the plan he had discarded so quickly was now coming back together because of Jin. “For real, thank you!”

“Oh, don’t be sorry, I know how it goes. And don’t thank me yet, I need to know if you can actually make it to the concert. Are you done with that big project of yours?”

“Yeah, I finished it a couple hours ago. Whatever happens later, it’s Monday Me’s trouble.”

“Good, then I’ll give them your name so you can get in”.

“My name? What kind of ticket is it?”

“Is not a VIP one, if you’re wondering, but, carry your ID, and keep in mind I managed to get you in without you having to work there,” her tone told him it wasn’t an easy pull, even for her.

“Thank you, Jin. You were right, I owe you big time,”

“You have no idea, and I’ll make you pay, but I got to go now, they need my confirmation.”

“Alright, yes, take care, your highness.”

“You too, and make the most out of tomorrow,” she said, hanging up right away.

Seungdae sat in his bed for a cool minute. ‘I guess I’ll need an outfit for tomorrow,’ he thought before going to his closet to pick something nice, but comfortable.

The following day went by quickly before the concert. Whenever Jin made something for him, Seungdae did his best to take care of it, and in this case, that meant arriving at the Goyang Stadium with enough time to go through whatever kind of security process needed him to carry his ID.

When the staff scanned the pass Jin sent him, he was pulled to the side and escorted through a series of hallways he had never used before. They went past a sign that marked a door and a curtain as Twice’s space. Jin’s words started to make a bit of sense, and before he could think anything further, the staff opened the following door for him, letting him get in before bowing and leaving.

He found himself between cameras and a few more people. “You must be Hwang Seungdae,” said one of the men in that area. Slightly older than the rest, but he seemed to know his way around. “Yes, that’s me. Hi everyone” Seungdae replied, bowing to everyone he could see.

“A couple of things,” the man pointed, “we’ll be recording Twice backstage. As you can imagine they’ll upload a video for their channel later. I need you to sign an NDA, non-disclosure agreement,” Seungdae said the words at the same time in his head. “It’s just a formality but you know how paperwork is.”

“Sure, no problem,” Seungdae replied as someone else handed him a sheet of paper and a pen. The other man continued, “Also, since you’ll be here, you have access to the balcony, that’s where you’ll be able to see the concert,” he signaled to the door where natural light came in from.

“You will also have access to the hallway you just came in from,” he added. “Just keep in mind we’ll be coming in and out recording the girls, so you may appear in frame. If we see you before you’re in frame, we’ll move you without asking. We don’t want to be rude, but that’s how it sometimes is. Please don’t take it personally.”

“No worries, I know the gist, I’ll stay out of your way,” Seungdae replied right away. He had seen those kinds of shootings thanks to Jin before, and he was better off camera anyways.

“Great! If by any chance you appear in a frame, we’ll blur you out, so, no worries” the man walked past him, patting his back. The staff continued preparing their equipment and Seungdae decided to step out to the balcony to admire the view and how people kept filling the stadium. He texted Jin

SD: A little warning would have been nice. Jin: Why ruin the surprise? SD: I was ready to see Coldplay and Twice from afar, not to see Twice so closely. Jin: You're free to get out of there if you want. SD: Very funny, but again, thank you. Jin: Enjoy the concert!

The team started moving. He got out to the hallway to see if he could catch a glimpse of Twice before they went on stage. He saw a couple of people getting out first, including their manager, whose attention was on the nine girls getting into the hallway shortly after, already knowing their way.

Seungdae looked for cameras and peeked out of the door. His eyes crossed with a few of them as they walked by. Dahyun smiled at him with her eyes, Tzuyu waved at him, Chaeyoung tilted her head and smiled gently at him.

Sana saw him with the corner of her eye and elbowed Momo who was adjusting her top. Her head turned left, looking at him straight to his eyes as she grabbed her boobs, smirking playfully.

They all kept walking, leaving Seungdae confused about what he just saw, but decided to ignore it as the concert was soon to start. He went to the balcony again, ensuring himself to have a nice view. A few other staff members were also there, relaxing as the girls entered the stage and got in position to open the concert with Strategy.

Their performance went as good as expected and Seungdae enjoyed every bit of it. Even if he never considered himself a Once, or member of any fandom for that matter, he always liked their music. In general, he had a profound respect for everyone willing to get into the Kpop business. He knew for a fact it was something demanding in many, many ways.

A little after Coldplay started Higher Power, he heard noise behind him, coming from the hallway. He turned for a second and catched a glimpse of the girls arriving. Some went to change right away, and some entered their own section.

By the time The Scientist was playing, all the girls were already changed into their closing outfit, and some of them went to the balcony to enjoy the concert whenever they were not recording behind the scenes shots for their video.

In between shots, Seungdae could not help but turn his head to watch the girls, sometimes jumping, sometimes dancing, but overall enjoying themselves. Unknowingly for him, Nayeon approached him from behind. “Hey, tall guy!” She said halfway through the little room where the staff was, making him turn around to see her. He was confused, so he just pointed to himself.

“Yes, you,” she got closer to him, but remained inside the room. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before, who are you?” she asked without any concern for how that may have sounded.

“I’m Seungdae,” he replied, still confused by her approach.

“Seungdae, interesting name,” she stepped onto the balcony, crossing her arms. “So, Seungdae, how did you get here? I know you’re not staff.”

“Oh! A friend of mine got me a pass to get in here. I got the news yesterday, but I had no idea I would be here,” he signaled the whole balcony with both hands. Nayeon got closer, breaking any attempt of looking serious she may have had.

“Your friend must have some good connections. How did he get the pass?” She asked, still a meter behind the railing, avoiding any possible fancam.

“She,” Seungdae corrected Nayeon, “you could say she works in the industry.”

“Do I know her?” she tilted her head, raising her eyebrows.

“You may have crossed paths with her, but I wouldn’t know,” he shrugged and turned back to the concert.

While he wanted to keep enjoying the concert, he didn’t want to cut the conversation with Nayeon. ‘Who in their right mind would do that?’ he thought. But as much as he wanted to keep talking with Nayeon, he didn’t want to risk causing Jin any trouble.

“Alright, Seung-Dae,” she said, enunciating his name slowly, “don’t think you got rid of me. I’ll see you around!”

He turned slightly to wave goodbye as she walked in reverse a few steps, blew him a kiss and then turned to leave the room. Seungdae turned back to the concert, letting his weight rest on the railing. His mind was clouded now. ‘Why did she blow that kiss?’ He had not seen her do that to any male fan before. ‘What was it with all the questions? Well, it’s only natural, this is their space and you’re a foreigner,’ he thought.

A little later, he turned left to see what Twice was up to. From his point of view, it was clear they were not expecting him to turn, as Nayeon, Momo, Sana and Chaeyoung suddenly turned away from looking at him. A poor attempt at pretending, yes, but Momo pretended to drop something.

She knelt down to pick it up, intentionally letting her blouse open at the cleavage. Still on her knees, her eyes went up, connecting with Seungdae. She stood up slowly, never breaking eye contact with him and licking her lips. Momo stood still, smiling at him.

Seungdae was not sure what to do. He felt trapped. It was obvious she was playing with him. With any other girl, he would get close, but mid-concert, but with her, that was a risky move, so he waited. He tilted his head slightly and smirked, feeling the looks of the other three girls.

Momo signaled the hallway with her big eyes, then with her head to make sure he understood. Seungdae mirrored the motion in response, making Momo walk a couple steps in that direction keeping her eyes on him before Nayeon stopped her from crashing with someone. Momo laughed a bit and left.

Before he followed her, he saw Chaeyoung do her characteristic air punch in Momo’s direction, and a change of looks between Nayeon and Sana. Further back he also saw Jihyo, rolling her eyes at them with arms crossed.

The hallway was empty when he got there, except for Momo. “Sunday, right?” She asked right away, getting as close as she could to him without touching his body. She used the height difference to make him look down at her, purposefully leaving an opening on the neck of her blouse so he could see her boobs.

“It’s Seungdae,” he said, laughing a bit. “Songday,” she replied, teasing him.

“Seung-dae,” he corrected again, face getting closer to her.

“Seung-dae,” she repeated slowly, stretching her neck to get closer to his face. “Did you like the show?” She tilted her head and looked at his lips.

“Yes, you were great out there,” he replied, admiring the shape of her lips and looking further down at her boobs, contained by a black bra.

Momo took his chin with a finger to make him look up “I thought you'd like the view, big boy,” her finger went down his neck and stopped at his chest. “How good are you at keeping secrets?”

“As good as needed,” he leaned closer to her face, now only an inch away. This caught her by surprise, but she didn’t break character.

She took his shirt to pull him softly a little closer to her lips, making both of them turn their heads slightly to their right. “I hope that also applies in other areas,” she whispered.

“Only in the ones that matter.” Both could feel each other’s breath in their lips. Before they could do anything else, they heard noise coming their way and each took half a step back.

Some of the staff members got out of Twice’s area, chatting about what clips they could use as they walked past them to the area Seungdae was supposed to be in. All of them oblivious to what had happened.

After they were alone again, she took a step forward, took Seungdae by the neck of his shirt, pulling him a little closer to her body. “Don’t miss me before we go to the stage again,” she whispered in his ear before giving him a kiss in the corner of his mouth and walking back to her section.

He stood there for a moment, looking at his surroundings, making sure that wasn’t just his imagination playing with him. When Yellow started in the background, he decided to go back and enjoy the concert.

He had heard the setlist, so when Clocks started, he went back to the hallway, just in time to see them leave. He tried to get closer to the door but they walked a bit too fast.

Luckily, Momo turned back and saw him. She ran towards him as everyone but Jihyo left the hallway empty. The Japanese girl gave him a piece of paper and pulled him for a quick kiss on the lips before running back to Jihyo, who was looking at her, shaking her head in disapproval.

Before he went back to the concert, he read the paper. It included an address and a note “Tomorrow, 5:30 pm. You look like you can keep your word. Time to prove it”

Seungdae kept the paper in his wallet and went back to the concert. The rest went by a bit more smoothly. A few smiles between Momo and him, a couple with Nayeon and Sana. A few kind waves with Dahyun, always smiling, and also with Chaeyoung, showing her cutesy side. Jeongyeon stood closer to Mina. He felt their looks, but they were better at hiding whatever they thought of him. Tzuyu waved kindly at him once, but Jihyo always kept her stern look towards him.

When the concert ended, they all stayed enclosed in their room with a few staff members, so he decided to go.

At home, he opened his wallet to see the paper with her handwriting and told Jin about what had happened.

Jin: I mean, it’s pretty clear what’s going to happen, will you do it? SD: It would be stupid not to, but I felt I had to tell you first. Jin: Don’t feel tied up because of our arrangement, if we have that door open, it’s only fair you can also enjoy this kind of opportunity. SD: That sounds like something your boyfriend would say… Jin: Cuz that’s what he said. He’s next to me.

Jin sent a voice message, it was her boyfriend’s voice: “Hey, man, take that deal! It’s not everyday you get a chance like this. Just be ready for some craziness. Everything else, you can handle.”

SD: I’ll let you both know how it goes, then.

Once he arrived at the address on the note, he saw a small apartment building complex. He went to the apartment on the note and rang the bell. A man in a suit opened the door for him, blocking the entrance without saying a word.

“I’m Seungdae, I was told to come here at 5:30 pm,” he said, unsure of how to proceed. The suited man moved so Seungdae could enter and closed the door after he got in.

The living room was quite simple, but elegant. As he looked to the kitchen, he saw Momo. It seemed she was waiting for him, pretty much posing barefoot next to the fridge, wearing a very loose pair of baggy pants and an even looser white t-shirt. The way the fabric fell on her breast made it clear she was not wearing any bra underneath, although he could not see the shape of her nipples yet. Next to her there were some sliced vegetables.

“Mr. Seungdae,” the man got his attention, “I am one of the company’s lawyers. I will need to ask you to sign this paper, please, it is necessary so you and Miss Hirai can interact freely” he explained, handing an NDA and a pen to Seungdae, who read it right away while Momo washed her hands. The paper covered the backstage interactions from the day before and established that any interaction between them, sexual or not, was to be kept secret.

“There is no mention of termination.”

“That is by design, sir,” the lawyer replied, “You see, we avoid extra paperwork as this kind of interaction must be kept secret for as long as either of you are legally alive, and also in case Miss Hirai considers you worthy of another encounter.”

“Alright then,” Seungdae added his name, initials and signature to the paper before handing it back to the lawyer. The suited man took it, examined it, and asked for his ID to take a photo. He validated the signature, nodding in approval before adding the sheet of paper to his folder. He walked to the door, opening and simply said “Miss Hirai, Mr. Hwang, enjoy your evening,” before exiting the apartment and closing the door.

Seungdae was a bit confused about how easy the process was. When he turned to look at Momo, she was already a foot away from him, surprising him a bit. “I hope Mr. Hwang is hungry,” she took him by his belt, guiding him to the couch.

“It seems you were starving, Miss Hirai,” he replied as she made him sit on the middle seat before she sat above him, facing him with her legs spread to his sides. He held her by her waist and her neck. “Let me help you with that,”

Both smiled before he kissed her soft lips. The kiss started tenderly, but both of them soon started devouring each other.

Momo was the first one to bite his lips, making him stop for a second as she bit him quite hard. “Oops,” she said, smirking. He smirked back and held her face with both hands, going straight for a fiercer kiss as his hands went down her breast. He was surprised by how firm they were considering her size, bigger than most of the girls he had been with.

As he massaged them, he felt the pasties covering her nipples. Momo chuckled, breaking the kiss. “You’ll see them, sir,” she whispered, kissing his neck as she unbuttoned his shirt, “you’ll see every bit of me, but first,” she added while she unbuckled his belt, “I want to see all of you.”

Seungdae held her by her toned leg and her back, carrying her to sit her on the couch before he stood up. The control over her made her bite her lips, but what caught her attention was how fast he took off his shirt, showing her his naked torso.

Before he took off his pants and trunks, she said “Leave this part to me,” she knelt on the floor to kiss his lower abs, pulling down his clothing.

Momo could not help but smile when her mouth reached his pubes and the base of his dick. She stopped for a moment when his shaft was free, letting his pants fall to the floor. “I had hope on you, mister, but you’re better than expected,” she looked at him, grabbing his cock with both hands, trying to measure him.

“It’s all yours for today,” he caressed her cheek as she started licking the slit of his dick and kissing his length from the tip, all the way to the base.

She let his shaft rest on her forehead. “It’s bigger than my face,” she told him happily before giving it a big wet lick from the base to the head and started bobbing her head, always looking at his eyes.

Momo let her hunger show, filling his shaft with saliva, and using it to lubricate his whole length, breathing only when she kicked and kissed his shaft.

Once it was soaked on her saliva, she held his dick with her left hand and his balls with her right, before she started sucking on his balls as she stroked him. The eye contact broke there, but she compensated for it by sucking on both balls at the same time, licking every part of his sack before letting them go.

“Don’t hold back, with me, okay?” She requested, using both hands to stroke him. “It’s been some time since I had one this size,” she added soft kisses to the tip of his cock, “but I need you to fuck my face with this monster.”

“As you wish,” he smirked and held the back of her head as she forced his dick down her throat, gagging loudly every time she bobbed her head.

This was a personal challenge for her, so she held his thighs to go even deeper in her throat. All the gagging also added to the drool that fell all over the floor and Momo’s white shirt.

“Help me,” she looked up at him with tears in her eyes, breathing heavily. “I can take it, fuck my face,” she placed his other hand on her head as she nodded with a smile on her face.

Seungdae started pounding into her mouth, pushing his dick down her throat, making her gag.

At times, she arched her back while gagging so loudly he had to stop for a second. He tried to separate her from his cock, but the Japanese girl held tightly to his thighs. She was almost there, her throat had started bulging when she needed some air.

He took the chance to change positions, sitting on the couch, letting her have a more comfortable position.

Momo looked at him, shaking her head trying to process his size. “All in, big boy,” she looked at him with lusty eyes, massaging his balls with one hand and stroking him with the other. “Don’t hold back,” she opened her mouth, letting her tongue out and inserted his shaft in her mouth.

He grabbed her head with both hands and pushed her down his cock again, this time going almost all the way down.

She instinctively pulled back just a bit before he pushed her back down with more strength, making her nose rest on his pubes for the first time and holding her there. She looked up at him, tears running down her cheeks as her tongue tried to play with his sack.

The smile was barely noticeable, but it was there. Momo nodded lightly, and Seungdae took this as a signal to let himself go. Her tight throat felt like heaven for him. So tight, so warm and slippery.

He started thrusting into her mouth as if she was nothing but a fleshlight. He was getting close and Momo could feel it just as she was running out of breath. Seungdae noted that thanks to her nails, she started burying them on his legs, but her determination was clear.

She was not pushing herself out of his dick. Her body put no resistance to his pounding, so he went all for it. He held her bulging throat with his left hand, adding more pressure to his cock, and using his right hand to push her head all the way down to the base of his shaft.

Momo’s eyes rolled all the way back as Seungdae felt his climax reaching its highest point, letting his head fall back while he held her in place, painting her throat white with his cum. The woman remained still, focused on his cock twitching as she felt his cum spurt directly to her stomach, trying to remain conscious.

Seungdae, on the other hand, only remembered her breathing until after he was done. When he looked down at her, he saw Momo’s weak eyes and pulled her hair to take his cock out of her throat.

They remained connected by a thick string of spit as she took deep, heavy breathings. “Are you alright?” He asked, legitimately worried about her. “Y-yes…” she panted, reaching for the couch. He helped her sit.

“It’s been ages since someone used me like that,” she laid down on the couch, “much more someone your size,” she added, holding his cock with her feet, using one to keep it still while her toes caressed his head.

His reaction told her he was still sensitive from his orgasm, but any softness on him was soon gone as she played with her feet. “You like my feet, don’t you, Mr Hwang?” She smirked teasingly, still recovering her breath.

“You have beautiful feet and it seems you know how to use them,” he replied, a little ashamed. “Of course I like them, and I like what you’re doing, but,” he held her ankles and pulled her down the couch, making her yelp a bit before they were face to face, “you just gave me a long needed orgasm,” he whispered, getting close to her ear, “I got to return the favor.”

He kissed her neck while his hands unbuttoned her pants. As he began pulling them down her legs, he saw the Japanese girl’s trimmed bush, no panties underneath her pants.

Momo saw his smile. “Easier to unwrap,” she smirked, moving her legs to get rid of her pants; Seungdae tossed them to the floor and took her right leg. The woman pointed her toes to his face, raising her big toe to his mouth.

He kissed it right away, taking her leg and keeping it straight as he slowly kissed her toes, soles, ankles, calves, and the back of her knee. When he got to her thighs, he opened her legs, taking a good look at her puffy lips, already drenched in her own juices. Not knowing if this experience would repeat again, he aimed to make it memorable for both of them.

The closer Seungdae got to her pussy, the more he slowed down until he could feel the warmth emanating from her near his face.

Momo started to breathe heavily. She held his hair, guiding him towards her core, but he outlined her cunt with soft kisses, starting from the bottom, going through her right lip, reaching her hooded clit and kissing it very softly before going down her left lip.

Just as he was about to lick her cunt, she pushed his head into her. His tongue entered her pussy, tasting her sweet nectar, widening his tongue as he went up to her clit, collecting her juices.

Momo moaned softly while his tongue discovered the details of her folds. Seungdae’s lips and tongue seemed to be scanning every little corner of her, making her raise her hips to give him better access.

He took the chance to properly place her legs over his shoulders. Without losing a bit, his hands took her by her waist. He moved them up her body at the same rhythm his tongue moved through her folds. When he reached her boobs, Momo removed her loose shirt, allowing Seungdae to admire the shape of her tits almost completely free.

He massaged her breasts with no rush, starting from the outside and slowly moving his fingers towards her nipples, until finally, he reached her pasties.

The woman looked down at him, then at his hands as they removed both pasties at the same time. She let his head go just to take the pasties out of his hands.

Seungdae opened his eyes when his fingers felt a piece of metal in her nipples. Both smiled. He, in surprise as he was not expecting such a known idol to have both tits pierced. Momo, in satisfaction. She loved the attention, and more than anything, the reactions she gets every time a new lover sees her adorned nipples.

The woman saw him close his eyes, letting himself be guided by the reactions his touch caused on her. She left the pasties in the couch’s armrest and grabbed his hair again with her right hand, while her left hand guided his fingers so he could pinch her nipples and use her piercings to her own benefit. Instinctively, his other hand mirrored what Momo was doing to her left tit.

Her breathing got faster, Seungdae could feel her palpitations through her boobs as her nails digged in his scalp. He was now focusing on her small but sensitive clit, using his lips to isolate it and his tongue to play with it, applying a bit of suction.

She pushed him into her cunt, indicating that was the spot. Her other hand made him pinch her nipple. “Just like t-that,” she whimpered as she pulled her tits at the same tempo he was playing with her clit until her hips started rocking involuntarily.

The girl was close, her movements let Seungdae know she was going to convulse throughout her orgasm.

He locked her in position maintaining the same rhythm as her hips swayed in his mouth. “More, more, more!” She exclaimed while her legs started crushing his head.

Her body announced her climax with a few more violent shakes. Her legs closed around his head, her back arched and curved while her hips moved back and forth erratically.

Seungdae did his best to keep her in place, but his tongue, combined by his fingers, pinching and pulling her nipples prolonged her orgasm and made her release a small jet of squirt directly in his chin.

Momo made a great effort to open her legs and push his head away from her cunt just so she could process the sensations around her body.

Seungdae stood up, taking the squirt on his chin to savor it, admiring the Japanese woman’s naked body as she convulsed on the couch. Her toes stretched and contracted as her thighs rubbed each other. Her hips were still moving on their own, her back arched out of control, making her boobs shake beautifully.

He knelt next to her, caressing her legs with his right hand. His touch made her shake more violently.

“W-wait,” she said, “I can f-feel it everywhere”. He didn’t listen and let his hand trace a path from her knee, going up her thighs, caressing her pubes, towards her navel and all the way up to her left nipple. He pinched it again, making her moan, before pulling it towards him, using his left hand to grab her neck and move her for a deep, passionate kiss.

He used the kiss to help her body relax after her climax. When their lips separated, her breathing was still a bit accelerated, but her body was no longer shaking. “Where did you learn to eat pussy like that? Only Sana and Mina have made me cum that hard without any toys,” she said as her right hand played with his hair, going down his face to caress his cheek.

“It comes naturally, I guess,” he scoffed, “I like pleasing my women,” his fingers played with the piercing he pulled moments ago.

“Oh! Am I your woman now?” She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

“I mean, the women I sleep with… I still haven’t made you mine,” he added with a smirk on his face.

“How does Mr. Hwang plan to do that, huh?” She let her fingers run through his collarbones.

“I’ll have to fuck you until you beg me to fill your cunt,” he replied, getting closer to her lips.

“What makes you think you can cum inside me, big boy?” Momo looked at his mouth, getting even closer to him.

“Maybe the fact that you squirted a bit in my mouth already,” Seungdae said, lips already touching hers, her tongue out to lick him, “and that you begged to fuck your mouth until I came directly in your throat.”

The woman blushed and kissed him again, biting his lips a few times. “Fine,” she admitted, still touching his lips. “But I’ll be the one fucking you until you fill my cunt,” Momo sat on the wet spot they left on the couch. “Then I’ll let you fuck me as much as you want all night.”

“I’d take that offer any day,” he stood up and leaned towards her face.

“You’d be an idiot if you wouldn’t,” her arms reached to his face and pulled him to her for another kiss, guiding him so he could sit on the couch. She broke the kiss, making sure their eyes locked on each other.

Carefully, Momo knelt between his legs, held his semi hard dick and let a good amount of saliva fall on his shaft. She stroked his cock a few times and before he was fully hard again, she took as much of him as she could in her mouth. She gagged a bit, but she forced herself to take it all until she reached the base of his dick.

She opened her mouth a little bigger and let her tongue out as she bobbed her head just a bit. This, plus her soft hand playing with his balls made Seungdae go fully hard inside her throat.

Momo smiled mischievously, took most of his dick out of her mouth and immediately swallowed him whole, burying her face on his crotch, making him groan. She repeated this movement one more time before standing up, letting all the spit fall on his shaft.

In a swift quick movement, she placed her legs on his sides, took his cock and sat on it, impaling herself with it as her weight helped her get all of his length inside her cunt. Seungdae moaned at the same time she cried loudly. Half a second after he entered her pussy, her walls contracted making it feel like heaven surrounded every bit of his dick.

Momo had overestimated herself. Usually at this level of lust, she would have already inserted something else in her cunt, but she had not done anything like that in days. She felt his shaft hit her cervix and push it in a single movement, making her contract every muscle in her body and letting her torso fall over him, trying to support herself in his shoulders.

She sat there for two seconds before remembering her own words. She straightened her back, placed one hand on his nape while the other rested on his shoulder and started bouncing on his cock, forcing herself to adjust to his cock.

“Fuck!” Seungdae exclaimed groaning, “Your cunt is fantastic,” he said, holding her by her waist, hypnotized by her jiggling tits.

“Just… wait and see…” She replied in between moans, pulling him in for a fervent kiss where they explored each other's mouths with their tongues. Momo forgot about her own pleasure and before her pussy was fully adjusted to him, she began impaling herself as if her life depended on it.

“Hey,” Seungdae grabbed her hair and kept her just a centimeter away from his lips. “I know you want to drain me, but I also want you to enjoy yourself,” he pulled her head and got closer to her ear. “Focus on your pleasure and use me as you like.”

Momo smiled and took it as a challenge for herself. Truth was, the last time a man had focused on her pleasure instead of his own, was with her ex. All other men until now, fans or sponsors, used her for their own enjoyment. She got so used to pleasing others that her own pleasure always took second place. Not this time.

She took Seungdae by his hair as she stopped bouncing on his dick. She looked at his eyes, shaked her head in disbelief before leaning forward to kiss him again while she started rocking her hips in small circles.

After Momo found her own rhythm, she broke the kiss and kept her eyes shut without losing her grip on his hair.

Seungdae admired her fit body and saw her expression change as her eyes softened the more she moved her hips. He began to raise his hips slowly to add another layer of movement for her, making the woman moan again.

As she focused more on her own sensations, she naturally leaned back, letting her right hand rest on his knee while her left hand guided his mouth to her left tit.

The man placed his left hand on her back, holding part of her weight. He used his free hand to grab her breast to guide his mouth to her pierced nipple. He licked it softly, half focusing on her reactions, half thinking of ways to use her piercing to please her.

The more Momo enjoyed riding him, the smaller the circles she was making with her hips became, until she was moving her hips back and forth with more intention, rubbing her clit on his trimmed bush.

A little bite on her nipple made her whimper, but also made her notice how she was rocking her hips. She decided to give him a little extra, so she began clenching her cunt whenever his dick got deeper into her.

This increased the pleasure for both of them. The Japanese girl began to swing her hips faster, grabbing his hair with more strength as her cunt kept contracting at will. Seungdae matched her rhythm, pounding into her cunt and enjoying the way her walls seemed to have a life of their own. His mouth started sucking on her tit, his teeth kept the piercing in place, pulling her nipple while his tongue played with it.

Seungdae was getting closer to his own climax and tried to withstand it as long as he could. Fortunately, Momo’s movements turned more and more erratic as she approached her own orgasm, so he kept going at the same pace, pounding into her, and massaging her tit as he sucked it.

He couldn't last long after that. His orgasm made him bury his dick inside her pussy and grab her closer to him. His embrace and his dick twitching inside her cunt as it filled her with cum triggered her own orgasm.

Seungdae did his best to keep fucking her throughout her climax even after he was done. Her violent and sudden movements on his sensitive shaft were a mixture of pleasure and torture.

Momo had to hold his shoulders again to find some balance in between her spasms, inevitably hugging his head while her hips shaked in his crotch.

When she came back from her orgasm, she noticed Seungdae was breathing heavily between her boobs. “Do you want me to keep your cum inside me or do you want to see it run down my legs?” She asked, not as agitated as him while she held his head and played with his hair.

“Whatever you want, Miss Hirai,” he held her back, enjoying the softness of her skin on his fingers. “But if something gets out, I’ll have you fill you up again,” he smiled, looking at her lips.

“Oh, don’t worry,” she kissed his forehead, clenching her cunt as she stood up, trying to keep his seed inside her, “if something gets out, I’ll eat it, but I’m not wasting a single drop.”

Momo stood still for a second to check if something leaked from her pussy. She was happy to only see a small drop on the very entrance of her cunt. She ran a finger through her folds and licked it clean. She then looked at the window and noticed it was already dark. “Are you hungry? We have food here, I can make dinner for both of us.”

“Getting my balls drained and being fed by Twice's Momo… How did I get here?” Seungdae scoffed and she chuckled while she looked for her shirt.

“You’ll help me with it,” she pointed at him as she put her shirt on, not bothering to wear anything underneath.

Seungdae put on his pants catched up with her. He followed her instructions in the kitchen, surprised by how confident she moved through the kitchen while they prepared some chicken and egg donburi.

They sat on the table where the lawyer had his folder earlier and they talked about his work and a few random stuff. Almost when they were done with their food, Seungdae asked her how often she got to fuck fans.

“Not so much, really. Usually only Nayeon Unnie and I get fans while we tour if we’re staying a day after the concert depending on how we feel. Sana has gotten a couple female fans to bed, but she likes a challenge, so she doesn’t do that anymore,” she replied, letting her walls down.

Seungdae went for another ‘safe’ question he already knew the answer for. “So, how do you usually release sexual tension?” Momo saw him eat his last bit, but was surprised by how naturally he talked about this with her, and how unsurprised he was by her words. Even more, she was surprised by how safe she felt around him.

“Same way most groups do, we fuck each other. We’ve learnt what the others like, and it’s always fun, even when there’s a bit of pain,” she rubbed her nipple before she took another bite of her dish. She noticed Seungdae’s eyes kept going to her face and her tit, wondering what that was about. “That’s a story for another day, Mr. Hwang,” she said, mouthfilled, covering it with her hand.

“Alright, alright, I’ll ask later,” he shrugged, watching her finish her plate. “You did most of the dinner, I’ll wash the dishes,” he stood up and picked up his plates. “Non-negotiable,” he added when he heard her pick up hers.

After he collected her plates, the girl tried to stand up but sat down right away, opening her eyes as big as she could.

“What happened?” Seungdae asked.

“I told you I would not waste a drop of your cum,” Momo raised her ass just a bit over the chair and ran her fingers through her folds, collecting the seed that had leaked from her cunt. She looked at his eyes as she liked her fingers clean before repeating the process to clean her thighs and ass. When she was done, she knelt next to her chair and sipped the little puddle of semen that had escaped from her cunt throughout their dinner, licking it clean. Seungdae’s eyebrows raised in surprise and satisfaction.

“My favorite dessert,” she stood up, smiling at him proudly. She got close to him and ran her fingers through his chest. “I’ll wait for you in bed, come when you're done with the dishes,” she instructed him before standing on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

“You’re going to let a stranger spend the night alone with you?” He asked her while she walked to the apartment’s room.

“I know your full name, your job, and I have your cum inside my cunt and my stomach. You’re not a stranger anymore, Mr. Hwang Seung-dae,” she made sure to pronounce every syllable of his name correctly before getting to the bedroom’s door. “Plus, my body is yours to use as you want for the night,” she smirked, leaning on the door.

“Say again?”

“I'll keep my word. I’ll let you fuck me all night, as much as you like.” She opened the door, stripped naked again, knowing Seungdae was watching her. “However you want. Any hole you want is available for you. You have a yes from me in anything you can think of,” she added before turning around and walking towards the bed, moving her ass purposefully.

The man stood there for a few seconds, dishes in his hands, thanking whatever deity was listening. He tried to do the dishes as fast as he could. After he was done, he stripped naked and stepped into the bedroom to find Momo, already asleep in the queen size bed, lying on her left side with her legs open.

Seungdae laughed quietly and spent some time admiring her body, from her toes and wrinkled soles, through her toned legs, to her firm ass and glistening pussy, all the way to her back and short hair. He thought it was better to let her sleep after a week with three concerts.

After laying down on the bed with her, he realized he was also tired. The whole week had been a nightmare at work and he could barely sleep the previous night in anticipation for this day. It didn’t take long for him to also fall asleep, even though it was relatively early at night.

A few hours went by, neither of them moved while they slept until Seungdae’s phone started vibrating constantly, waking him up. When he opened the messages, it was Jin, asking him if he was still alive and already home.

SD: Actually, I was already asleep, princess. Jin: It’s not even 11pm, how much did she drain you? SD: Just twice so far, but she fell asleep after having dinner. Jin: So far? Asleep? Are you staying the night with her? SD: Her request, I guess she liked me and my dick filling her up. Jin: How couldn’t she? Who could resist The Great One’s big dick?! 🙌 SD: You’re craving it don’t you? Jin: You better fuck me as good as you’ve been fucking her next time I see you. SD: Only if you ride me as well as she did. Jin: Don’t play with me, your highness, you know my pussy is the best fit for your cock. SD: It truly is… damn it, I want to cum inside you now. Jin: Shut it, I’ve been thinking of the last time you fuck my ass. I need that again. SD: I’ll break that tiny ass of yours as soon as I see you. Jin: I’ll be home tomorrow if you still have any energy left for me 🙄. SD: I’ll go there as soon as I’m done here. Jin: That’s how I like it. For now, fuck her a bit more while you have the chance, and send me a picture of her cunt after you fill her up again, I want to see what awaits me. SD: I’ll see what I can do. Jin: I’ll be waiting for you.

The conversation had hardened Seungdae’s dick again. While Jin was just a tiny bit shorter than Momo, her smaller frame added a layer of dominance both of them loved. For now, he was too turned on to just go back to sleep.

He turned to his left and saw the woman’s bare ass and thought of her words. All night, however he wanted, any hole he wanted, anything he could think of. She seemed very eager about it and her pose seemed very intentional. ‘Might as well try it,’ he thought, letting lust take the best of him.

He looked at the night table next to the bed and saw a bottle of lube there. ‘Perfect’, he thought, taking it and getting in a spooning position, took a bit of lube for his dick, and a little more for his fingers.

Seungdae ran his fingers through her folds, making her whimper softly. He thought her pussy would be easier, but the ‘any hole’ emphasis she made earlier flooded his mind.

His fingers went a little back to find her puckered hole. He made sure to lube it well before sliding his middle finger inside her, causing a quiet moan in her. When he felt her ass was used to the sensation, he slid in his ring finger slowly. Her body twitched in reaction, but her breathing was still constant.

After he got comfortable sliding his fingers in and out of her butthole, he added his index finger with care. A more audible whimper came out of her mouth, but he needed to warm her up. This time, the moans remained a bit more constant.

‘Time for the main show,’ he thought, sliding his fingers out of her ass and adding more lube to his shaft just in case. He aligned his tip with her asshole and held her by her hip, pushing in slowly. The very tip of his cock went in, but the pressure of his dick against her hole made her body contract a bit. The tension in him was accumulating, he decided it was best to just push the head of his cock in.

Momo woke up as soon as the head of his dick went in, making her produce a muted gasp as her back arched back. Her hand held the one he had on her hip, she turned her head, eyes and mouth opened in surprise. Seungdae went cold, his face screamed ‘sorry’, even though his mouth couldn’t.

She looked at his eyes, her expression turned into a smirk. “It’s okay, big boy, I’ve had rougher,” she moved her hips and clenched her ass. “At least you lubed me up first, but I’m happy you got the message,” she smiled, ready for him, placing her hand on his hips to pull him in closer, inserting more of his shaft into her butthole as she raised her leg.

Seugndae got a better hold of her, securing her leg and getting his left hand under her to grab her left shoulder from below. “You said ‘however’ I wanted, right?”

Momo turned slightly to him, looked at his face, grinning at her. She nodded with fear, lust, and excitement in her eyes.

“I’ll take your word,” Seungdae smiled before he pulled her towards him, burying his cock inside her in one quick movement.

The woman let out a guttural moan followed by a laughed hidden in between cries while the man started fucking her with hard poundings. “I fucking knew you had it in you,” she contorted her arm to pull his face for a quick kiss that got quickly broken by her own moans. Her left hand took a firm grip of the sheets while her right hand went for his hips again, this time burying her nails in his skin.

Seungdae kept going like this for a bit, but the thought of not controlling her orgasm in that position forced him to break her short-lived comfort. He grabbed a pillow and threw it to Momo’s side of the bed before taking advantage of the mattress’ size to turn her into a missionary position while half his dick was still impaling her.

With both of them now parallel to the bed’s head, he made sure to let her head rest on the pillow before taking another one, quickly folding it in half and adding more level to her hips.

The woman was impressed by the sudden change in position. She was pinned down and at his mercy. Their eyes locked together. She could see the hunger in him. “Ready or not…” he said, holding her by her waist before drilling into her asshole, making her moan at the same tempo her tits bounced.

Momo’s mind started to cloud. In this position she could feel him go deeper in her guts. She felt his dick poking at her womb from the back, triggering her arms to hug him as her nails.

With her hug, he had to change his position, letting his weight rest in his left forearm while his right hand went for the closest tit to play with her pierced nipples. The woman whimpered harder as her hands started scratching his back, causing him to pinch her nipple harder.

Both had started a feral play of pain and pleasure. Their bodies found each other’s rhythms, moving their hips in perfect synchronization. Seungdae’s mind, however, was still in command and felt he was already fucking his way to his climax. He was not to reach that destination alone.

His hand left her tit with a hard pinch so it could reach her empty, greedy cunt. Momo looked him in the eyes, nodding without knowing what he would do exactly. He began rubbing her clit, making her moans go harder. Before she could get used to the feeling, Seungdae inserted three fingers in her cunt and curled them to reach her g-spot.

Her mind went blank as soon as he started fingering her and directly stimulating this point. Her body started contracting as she cried loudly and her hips moved back and forth trying to get all of him. Momo’s hands tried to get a grip on whatever was closest to her, his back, as if trying to hold on to reality. Her nails could not get a proper hold on his skin, so she dug her nails on him, scratching him repeatedly, even deeper than before.

Her legs hugged him and her feet interlocked, securing him in place inside her. Every time she felt his cock slipping out of her asshole, her strong legs pushed him back in with all her strength as she moved her hips upwards making him hit his uterus from her the insides of her asshole, causing every stimulus to feel even more intense.

Before long, both of them reached their orgasms. Momo was the first one to get there, squirting strongly against Seungdae’s lower abs, splashing over herself and making some of her juices land on her own face. Her insides contracted violently, triggering the man’s climax as the woman locked him as deep inside her as her legs allowed, letting his cock spurt all of his seed inside her.

Both of them were left panting loudly. Momo’s hands went to his face and pulled him for a soft kiss in gratitude while her body shaked involuntarily. She placed both hands on his face to look at his eyes in between heavy breathings. They smiled tenderly at each other with a fine layer of sweat in their bodies before she hugged him tightly, letting his head rest above her breast. “T-thank you,” she said softly, caressing his hair and looking at the ceiling.

“Don't say that,” he replied, letting his finger play with her pierced nipple while she petted his head, “I'm the one who should be thanking you.”

“Yes, you should. But I don't remember when was the last time a man made me cum this hard,” she admitted, “I didn't know I needed it.”

“I'd be happy to be there if you need it again”

“You don't happen to do this for a living, right?” She pulled his hair, raising his whole head to look at his face.

“Nah,” he smiled, “I just happen to be good at this, and I've had my years of practice”

“You should consider it,” she let go of his hair, also letting her arms fall to her sides.

“If that means I get to do you again, then it would be fun,” he replied, reaching for his phone.

“What time is it?”

“Few minutes past midnight”

“You look too drained for another round,” she scoffed, patting his back.

“I can keep going if you want,” his voice was strong, but his body let her know otherwise.

“I don’t think so, big boy, time to get out,” Momo hugged his hips with her legs, “it would be better if I sleep, I have practice tomorrow.”

Seungdae tried to stretch, unable to take his dick off her asshole, but admiring her body as she stretched her arms, letting her tits move with her. “Would it be ok if I take a picture of you now?”

“Only if you let me take a picture of your back,” she smiled, biting her lips. “Let me cover my face, just in case.” Momo took the pillow below her and put it above her face. She opened her legs, raising her feet in the air and made some peace signs.

Seungdae started recording her body, making sure her clear pierced nipples could be seen. The light entering from the door made the drops of squirt reflect on her abs and tits. He moved the camera down to her pussy, focusing on her relaxed little gape, assisted by her own hands spreading her cheeks before he began sliding out of her ass.

The last shot was Momo’s gaped butthole closing slowly as she let go of her ass cheeks to make peace signs again while her feet wiggled happily in the air.

“My god, you know how good your body looks on camera, don't you?”

“Years of practice,” she removed the pillow from her face. “Of course having this body also helps a bit,” she added, stretching her toned legs in the air while her hands ran through her abs and boobs, pinching her own nipples.

Momo’s hand wandered below the other pillows until she grabbed her phone. “Turn around, Mr Hwang, my turn,” she sat on the bed, head swinging happily from side to side. Her hand went straight to her mouth when she saw what she had done to his back.

Seungdae might as well have been fighting with cats the whole night. His upper back was filled with red scratches that were visible from his waist, all the way up to his nape.

She took the pictures from a few angles, some, making sure his dick was visibly hanging between his legs. “Promise you won't get mad at me,” she tapped his shoulder so he turned to face her and handed him the phone.

The man's eyes opened wide at the sight of his back. “Jin’s going to get mad,” he said, skipping any filters he may have while his hand tried to feel the lines on his back.

“Who's Jin?” Momo asked with a stern voice, raising an eyebrow.

“My… Friend. She's the one who got me the pass for the concert.”

“Just a friend? You said you had no girlfriend.”

“Y-yes, just a friend,” he replied defeatedly. Momo’s eyes sparkled in curiosity, begging for more information. “We've been friends all of our lives, that's it.”

“If that's it, why would she get crazy,” she stood up on her knees on the edge of the bed, grabbing the man's arm, “why would she see your back without any clothes?”

Seungdae looked at Momo. Her face was one of someone who would not give up until she got satisfied with the information. He sighed and replied, “We've been sleeping together for ages now. A kind of open situationship if you like. We're both happy as it is now, but we're protective of each other.”

“So, the protective not-a-girlfriend, who you’ve been fucking for ages” she let her boobs press against his arm, “will get mad because I tore your back apart and not because you drained your balls inside me?” She added as her fingers walked through his chest.

“I know it sounds weird, but yes,” he admitted, showing a new face to her while he took her hand.

Momo’s expression changed as her fingers intertwined with his. “It’s not that weird once you get in this world,” she said in a nostalgic tone. Seungdae noticed her eyes looking down and took her so both could sit at the edge of the bed.

“You know I had a boyfriend once, right?” She asked without looking at him, the man nodded. “The news got out years after we made it official, but in our early stages there was some of that, you have with your friend…” Her voice got cut by her emotions, he saw her eyes become a little watery.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to…”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s old news by now,” she said, composing herself and swallowing her feelings. “I can’t say I didn’t want to fuck some of the people I fucked at the time. We kind of had to, but a part of us also wanted to do it. We had some ‘deals’ and duties to fulfil, if you want to call them that.”

Momo sighed, as if releasing part of what she kept inside her with that breath. “What I try to say is, I think I understand a bit of what you two have,” she finally looked at his eyes again. “I hope it works out for you two.”

“Thank you,” he caressed the back of her hand with his thumb. “It’s hard to talk about this with someone. Very few people from my world can understand yours.”

“Yeah, I know,” she agreed, with some sadness in her voice. “I know I said you could fuck me all night if you wanted. And trust me, I would really, really love that,” she letting her head rest on his shoulder, “but would it be okay if we just… cuddle for the rest of the night?”

“Of course, don’t worry,” he reassured her, holding her hand tightly.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you,” she held his hand equally tightly.

Both of them rolled up on the bed, letting the pillow that had absorbed a good part of Momo’s squirt aside. Silently, they got into a spooning position. The woman let herself be embraced by him, even guiding his arm on top of her own arm and chest, holding his hand close to her face.

Seungdae remained as quiet as he could, alone in his thoughts for a while. Some minutes later, Momo shrank in his embrace. She pressed his hand against her face. Shortly after, he felt a tear run through her cheek and through his hand. He thought the best thing to do right there was simply remaining there for her until both actually fell asleep.

Seungdae was woken up by the sounds of drawers opening and closing. When he opened his eyes he saw Momo wearing her loose t-shirt. Still nothing below.

“There you are!” She said with a wide smile, holding a pair of small panties before putting them on. Halfway through the first leg, she turned and saw him, already sitting on the bed.

“Morning,” he smiled confused at the picture in front of him. Momo danced a bit, fixing her panties in place just to take her t-shirt off and crawl to the bed, letting her tits swing as she moved towards him.

“You like the view, Mr. Hwang?”

“Every bit of it,” he leaned towards her face. Momo licked his lips and went down to his shaft, holding it with one hand and putting it in her mouth right away. She swayed her peachy butt in the air until his dick became fully hard.

“I needed to see this beast before leaving,” she kissed the tip of cock and planted more kisses throughout his length. “Forgive me, big boy, but I need to leave for practice,” she bit her lips as her chin aligned with the base of his dick, only to swing it back and forth so she could slap her whole face with it.

“Give me your phone,” she said. She opened the camera and made him lay down on the bed as she took a few selfies with his cock, some just next to it, others kissing it, a couple licking it and a couple more sucking his balls. She stood up right away, letting him with a hard-on.

“You can’t leave me like this,” he said, astonished by how easy that was for her.

“Have a little faith in me, please. I’ll do my best to make it up to you, and in case it doesn’t go the way I’m planning…” She handed him back his phone with a new contact added. She had saved herself as ‘Dance Teacher 🦝’.

“And what exactly are you planning?” He sat on the bed, already accepting his defeat.

“Just trust me on this one, will you?” She put on her baggy pants and grabbed her bra. “Call me if you need to release any… tension. I’ll be happy to be under your desk while you work.”

“That would be lovely, indeed,” he said, watching her put on a different loose shirt.

“But, it would be safer if you come to my apartment, they can’t see me leaving your house. You can work from anywhere, right?”

“Yes… you mean this is not your apartment?”

She laughed softly, “Noup, just a place we get to be safer,” she got closer to give him a quick peck on the lips. “Send me all the pictures, please,” she asked him before leaving for the living room, swaying her ass side to side.

“I made some breakfast for you. Don’t worry about the door, it locks automatically when you get out!” Momo yelled as she put on her sneakers before yelling goodbye, letting the door close behind her.

Seungdae checked his phone. Already past 9:30 am. He got dressed, enjoyed the quick breakfast Momo had left for him, washed the dishes, picked up his stuff and left the place.

On his way to Jin’s place, he sent Momo the pictures and before getting to his destination she had replied with a little blowing kiss emoji and the pictures she had taken of him.

As soon as he opened Jin’s apartment, she welcomed him naked with a tight hug. She made him fuck her in the same ways he had fucked Momo and in the same order. As expected, she made him strip after the reciprocal oral sessions, and before he fucked her pussy.

Jin got instantly worried about the marks on his back. She made him take a shower that made him feel every single scratch as she cleaned his back. They made love in the shower, taking advantage of the running water to clean her freshly creampied cunt.

Seungdae showed her the pictures, surprising Jin with Momo’s pierced nipples and how good her body looked with a gaped asshole and her own squirt all over herself. “You better fuck my brains out harder than you did hers,” she challenged him with a grin on her face and lust in her eyes. He delivered; not without Jin leaving more scratches across his back, waist, hips, and thighs, reclaiming him as hers.

Five days went by without any news from Momo until the next Friday afternoon arrived, and with it, a message from her with a location.

MM: Don’t be scared, but they want you in the company’s building tomorrow at noon. SD: ‘Don’t be scared’ is not the best opener if it is followed by ‘powerful people want to see you’ without any other explanation. MM: Shhh! Just don’t be scared, alright? I’ll see you tomorrow! 😘

Author's note: Alright! So, first fic ever is now published! Let me know what you think, what you liked or something that may have flew over my head (spelling, grammar, this is not my first language, you know?). The next couple of chapters are already in the oven, and they're around the same length, so, we'll see how it goes.

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