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We Did Go Too Far

Personally, I blame my parents.

They were the ones who insisted that they needed privacy and banished us down to the finished basement with its old, smelly carpeting and busted up furniture. It was our parents who decided that cable was a huge ripoff and Netflix was a scam, leaving us to explore the depths and dangers of broadcast television. And It was our parents who said -- even though I was a senior in high school and Chaewon was a freshman in college -- that we weren't allowed to go out unsupervised.

It's like they wanted us to get into trouble.

Chaewon and I were sitting on the couch in the basement, TV on in the background, talking about stuff that we probably shouldn't have been. Despite being older than me by a year, my big sister Chaewon was tiny next to me. She had light brown hair down to her shoulders. A perky little nose that turned up just slightly at the end. A wicked, sensuous smile.

Chaewon was telling me about college -- she went to state school but Mom and Dad made her live at home. That whole trust thing again. She talked about classes and friends and, of course, boys. I asked her if she was seeing anyone and she said no.

"How can I with Mom and Dad's rules?" Chaewon asked, "What about you, Ryan? Breaking any high school girls' hearts?"

"Obviously not," I said, "I'm living with the same bullshit you are."

"Seriously," Chaewon said, "All I've got in my life is porn, plus Rosy Palms and her five little sisters."

If I'd been drinking, I'd have done a spit take. My big sister said what?

"Oh come on," Chaewon said, "You can't tell me you don't do it, too. Plus you're a boy. I bet if you don't jerk it at least twice a day your head just pops off."

I laughed and admitted that I did it at least that frequently.

"See?" Chaewon said.

"And you?" I asked.

My big sister blushed. "I do it enough," Chaewon said, "OK, probably a bit more than enough."

I had to laugh at that and Chaewon did too. It was a nervous laugh. Like edging water from a hose, it came out too loud and strong because of all the pressure building behind it.

"Look at us two losers," I said, "Sitting in the basement watching old game shows and talking about masturbating."

"You're not a loser, Ryan," Chaewon said. She reached over and touched my arm. In that moment it felt as intimate as if she'd grabbed my dick. "Your dirty blonde hair. Big green eyes. You have those sexy legs from soccer. You make me laugh all the time. I mean, any girl would be lucky to have you."

"If I could ever take one on a date, let alone bring her home," I said.

"You'll be fine," Chaewon said, "I'm the one who's going to end up as an old maid."

"Oh Chaewon," I said, "Are you kidding? You're fucking gorgeous. If you think my green eyes are so great, well, you've got the same ones. Your lips are so pink and kissable. And your body. I mean, wow."

"No tits," she said.

"They're perfect for your build," I said, "You've got great legs and your butt is just… Not to mention how smart you are. The way you always outwork everyone else. Any guy would be lucky to have you."

"If I could ever take one on a date," Chaewon said, "Let alone bring him home."

"Exactly."

We sighed in unison. "Do I really look that good?" Chaewon asked, "Not to my brother. But if you put your, like, guy goggles on."

I mimed putting on a pair of glasses and then slowly studied my sister from head to toe. "Yup, pretty hot. From what I can see, anyway."

"You're saying if you saw me naked, you might change your mind?" Chaewon asked.

"It's just that… Well, your clothes aren't exactly revealing." Chaewon was wearing a pair of loose-fitting sweatpants and a beat up, white t-shirt. It looked comfortable, but she wasn't asking me about comfort.

Chaewon smiled at me. I knew that smile. It was the one that said she was about to do something dangerous. My sister had always been a bit of a risk taker. One of the reasons she didn't have a car, that Mom actually dropped her off at school every morning, was that my parents were terrified whenever she was behind the wheel.

"So if I take off my shirt, you might give me a more honest appraisal?" Chaewon asked. She didn't even wait for my response, just ripped her t-shirt over her head. Now my big sister was sitting in front of me in only a thin, white bra. Without the shirt, I saw that she'd sold her breasts short. They were actually pretty big, standing pertly on her chest. It was all those loose clothes she wore -- they made her look less endowed than she was.

"Your turn," Chaewon said.

Reflexively, I looked behind me. Though I can't imagine what I was worried about. We were a full flight of stairs under the rest of the house. There was a thick metal fire door at the top that my father insisted had to stay closed at all times when we were downstairs. In fact, my parents never even came down there -- they'd always just knock and yell if they needed something.

The house was old, too, with thick walls and floors that seemed to swallow sound. Chaewon and I could have started a heavy metal band down there and my parents wouldn't know until we invited them to our first concert.

Sure that the coast was clear, I stripped off my shirt and tossed it to the side. Chaewon's eyes went wide.

"Holy fuck, Ryan!" she said, and started tracing the muscles in arms, my chest, "When did you get these?"

"I don't know," I said. Honestly it wasn't something I really paid attention to. I was trying for a soccer scholarship and so I'd been working out at least twice a day, once with the team and once on my own. "I guess getting ready for the season, I just…"

"You wear such loose clothing," Chaewon said, "I never really noticed."

Her hand hadn't left my bare skin. I couldn't help myself -- I reached out and touched the top of her boob.

"Holy fuck, Chaewon," I said, "When the fuck did you get these?"

My sister gave me a dirty look, but she didn't push me away. "I was 12, remember. You were there."

"Yeah, but, I mean… You were complaining about your boobs before but these are really awesome," I said, still touching the tops of her tits. "You've got an incredible body, Sis."

And she did. I knew my sister was cute, I'd already told her that. But this… Her stomach was washboard flat. Her skin pale. Without really thinking about it, I dropped my hands to her sweatpants and pulled those down.

Chaewon didn't do anything to stop me. She was wearing little purple panties. I could see bits of her brown pubic hair poking out. She was short, but her legs were lovely, with the shape and tone of a taller woman.

Chaewon looked down as if scandalized, then reached over and ripped down my shorts. She didn't even let me keep my underwear. She just took it all in one swift pull. My penis popped up, tall and pulsing. I was hard -- of course I was hard after everything we'd been saying and showing.

"Wow," Chaewon said, "Wow wow wow."

"I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't know you were going to…"

"It's so… I mean, I've seen them online and stuff but…" Chaewon was just mumbling to herself. Rambling on and on.

The couch felt weird and scratchy on my bare bottom. The TV was showing ads for carpet cleaner. I suppose I should have been uncomfortable or embarrassed. But instead it felt really natural. Just sitting there naked in front of my sister.

I guess I thought she should have the same experience. I reached over and grabbed at Chaewon's panties. She lifted her perky butt and let me slide them down to the floor.

Her pussy, like the rest of her, was small and well shaped. I'd never seen one live before, but it looked much more perfect to me than anything I'd seen online. Cuter and more feminine. I was desperate to touch it, but I made myself stay back.

Chaewon just smiled, then reached behind herself and undid her bra. Her breasts were gorgeous, little pink nipples all crinkled and hard. We were both now completely naked. Both breathing heavy like we'd gone for a run. Chaewon's whole face and the top of her chest was pink. I felt like I probably looked the same way.

We were siblings, after all.

"Now imagine you're not my brother," Chaewon said, "You're just some guy. What do you think?"

"I think you're amazing, Chaewon. I'm not exaggerating. I think you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. And you? What would you think if you weren't my sister? Just some girl."

"I want you really bad," she said. "Sister or no." Then she leaned forward and kissed me, hard. Her tongue probing my mouth. Hands drifting over my chest. I leaned back, a little scared. She was so incredible, but…

"But you are my sister," I said. Gasped between kisses. Chaewon sat back and made a pouty face.

"I want you, too," I said, "I really do. But I mean… I just think we can go too far. You know?"

Chaewon nodded. "No, I definitely don't want that. I just…"

"No, I know," I said. We ran our eyes all over each other. Like hunting down every part we wanted to touch and lick and…

"Well what about what I said before?" Chaewon said, "About my friend and her little sisters? Couldn't we just do that?"

"You mean, like, together?"

"Yeah," Chaewon said, "I mean, I'm sure you think about… stuff when you do that. I do. And after today, I mean, I think I'm going to be thinking about my little brother a lot."

I couldn't argue with that.

"So why not just do it together?" Chaewon said, "No touching. Just, you know, together. It's no different than if we went upstairs and closed our bedroom doors and did it. Which I'm telling you is what's going to happen if we don't right now."

I certainly wasn't going to argue with that. Chaewon took my silence to mean I was into it and started working herself with abandon. I'd heard that girls needed time to build, to touch and tease, and gradually work themselves into the mood.

Not my Chaewon. Before I'd even started stroking, she had two full fingers in her twat and was rubbing her clit so fast I could barely see it. We tested the soundproofing of the house that night, let me tell you. Chaewon screamed like she was getting stabbed when she came. A long loud "FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

I wasn't far behind -- I grunted and my semen exploded upwards with a strength I'd never experienced. It splashed warm on my stomach. My legs. When I recovered I looked up and saw that I'd accidentally gotten some on my sister's chest. Right on her boob -- better than if I'd aimed it there.

She just laughed and scooped it up. Then she sucked my sperm off her fingers and I swear I almost came all over again.

"Not bad," she said, "Kinda salty."

We got dressed again and watched TV and eventually my parents called us for dinner. I knew it wasn't over. But, as long as we weren't touching, I figured we'd be fine.

We were fucking within a week.

Every day we'd break a new boundary. The next time we rubbed together -- that same evening, right after dinner, if you can believe it -- Chaewon insisted I cum all over her chest and face. Next she wanted to be the one to point my penis when it shot.

That broke the touching taboo. Soon she was stroking my dick while I worked her pussy. It took a couple of false starts -- she gripped too hard, me not hard enough -- but eventually we got really good at getting each other off. It reached the point where the few times I tried to do myself, I couldn't even climax. My big sister had trained me to her touch.

After touching came tasting. Chaewon had sucked my sperm off her fingers (and her tits, and her hair) so of course I had to experience her own girl goo. It was kind of sweet and thick and I loved it so much I had to get some from the source.

So now we weren't even bothering with hands. Just lips and tongues and even a bit of teeth. The first time my sister swallowed my load, I could have died right then and there.

And once your sister has your dick in her mouth while you're licking her snatch, well, it's pretty simple to spin around and jam your cock in her pussy. At least that's what we discovered.

By that point Chaewon had figured out the way to get me to do things that I might not otherwise agree to. If she brought something up cold, like "I want you to fuck my titties." I'd get nervous and say no. But if she started with something I'd already accepted and then stopped right before I blew my load she knew I'd say yes to almost anything.

My cock was in Chaewon's mouth and her sex was in mine. I felt the pleasure building and then I heard a pop as she pulled her mouth off my dick.

"Spin around," she told me and I did. My cock nestled between her legs. The root resting right at her most precious place.

Chaewon kissed me hard, clearly she didn't care about tasting herself. Actually, she told me she thought it was really hot and would find ways to "accidentally" get some of her pussy juice in her mouth.

Then she looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "Stick it in me."

I froze. I mean, I really did. Like my whole body just stopped responding.

"Come on Ryan," Chaewon said, "I'm on fucking fire and my pussy needs that hard cock so bad. Put it in. Come on. Give your big sister what she needs."

"Condoms," I managed to croak out.

"What? Noooo. I want you inside me not some thing wrapped in latex. I trust you. I know you won't put your stuff in me."

But I argued her out of it. It just wasn't a good idea. We were both smart enough to know that even if I didn't cum in her, I could get my sister pregnant. And that really was too far. Even Chaewon agreed with me on that.

Condoms were the only option. Our parents wouldn't let us go on dates, they certainly weren't going to let Chaewon start taking the pill. My big sister talked about trying a convoluted story about an irregular period, but we both knew such a deception could take months. Neither of us was going to last that long.

"We can go too far," I said, "If we're not careful. If Mom and Dad find out, if anyone did, this would be over in a second."

Chaewon nodded. I knew she didn't want that. But she stayed sulky. I got, quite possibly, the most mundane, indifferent blowjob a sister ever gave her brother. I did my best to get Chaewon off, as well, but after a while we just gave up and went to bed.

So it was that four days after my sister and I had agreed that 'no touching' was a safe boundary for both of us, I slipped out and bought a box of condoms on the way home from high school. That night we were in front of the TV -- Family Feud was on. I remember, because of all the dinging in the background.

We got naked right away. I started kissing her, moving my mouth to her pussy, but she just pushed me away. I swear she almost stuffed my stick inside her before I could put the condom on. It wasn't easy. I fumbled it a few times.

I moved my cock around for a bit, trying to find the right spot. Then Chaewon reached down and guided me in, herself. Just like that, without saying a word, my sister and I gave each other our virginities.

Saying 'just like that' makes it sound simple, which of course it wasn't. First I had to break through her barrier, which made her scream bloody murder. If we hadn't proved how thick the walls in the house were before, we did then.

All that stimulation of sliding back and forth in my sister's tightest place was too much for me and I came. So while my sister was howling in pain, I was rolling in pleasure. I pulled out and the condom was covered in blood, filled with my semen.

That was the point where I knew, truly, that my sister loved me. That was the only way to explain why she was willing to fuck me again after all that. And boy, did she ever.

After we both cleaned up we tried it again. Then again. I penetrated my sister until I could last inside her more than minute. Then we worked at it again until she was -- with a copious amount of clit rubbing -- able to cum on my cock.

The next day I was back in CVS replenishing my condom supply. My original purchase of 15 hadn't been nearly enough.

After that, my sister and I fucked like we were incapable of anything else. We would wake up early in the morning and sneak downstairs for a morning fuck. Then after school we'd race down and do each other as many times as we could until dinner. After eating we'd go back for an evening session.

I'm not superhuman but I was in high school and so my cock was able to keep up with a lot of it. When it wasn't, my sister would just ride my face or let me finger her. Sometimes she would sit there and work herself while I watched. We fucked in ways that made rabbits worry we might be overdoing it.

And I say fucked, not made love or had sex or whatever because that's what we were doing. Chaewon told me she loved me on that second day of fucking. I'd blasted my cum into the condom and then worked her till she shuddered. As we separated, Chaewon grabbed my arm.

"I love you, Ryan," she said, "You know that right? Not like a sister. More than a sister. I love you love you."

And I told her that I loved her, too, because of course I did. But if it was supposed to be some big moment or whatever, it wasn't, and as soon as I was able to get another condom out of the foil we were rutting like degenerates on the basement floor. I think I got permanent rug burns from that stupid shag carpet.

We never did the whole slow, loving sex thing where I kissed her and she kissed me and we slowly brought each other to shared ecstasy. We just… fucked. Fucked like teenagers raised on video games and YouTube clips. Drove into each other until we each got what we needed and then, when the satisfaction drained away, we did it again.

I kept telling Chaewon we could go too far and she kept proving me wrong. We started a new tradition of finished off our day by sneaking into each other's bedroom and fucking, one door down from our parents. One morning our Mom was running late and so we fucked in the backseat of her car before she came out to drive us to school.

The best was a weekend in April when my parents took a trip with friends to the Poconos and left us to our own devices. If they'd done that a few months before, I'm sure Chaewon and I would have been planning for weeks -- going to parties, setting up dates -- whatever we could to take advantage of our fleeting freedom.

Instead, we spent the whole weekend in the house, fucking in every room including the garage and all three bathrooms. We even fucked on our parents' bed. Twice.

I began to wonder if it wasn't just the sex that got my sister off, but the risk of it. Not just fucking but fucking her brother and doing it in places and ways where we were bound to get caught eventually. And once something was done safely, she had to raise the stakes. Chase that high.

If my parents suspected anything, they never said. Frankly it served them right. It was all their fault, after all.

That big April fuckfest weekend turned out to be a turning point. It felt like this big moment, a beginning of something even greater. We'd even jokingly named the whole thing Emancipenis (or Emancipussy, depending on who was talking) Weekend because we felt like we had some freedom for the first time in our lives.

Chaewon had even made an Emancipenis Proclamation speech while riding my cock on the dining room table. There was much applause, I promise you.

I could only imagine where we would go from there and I guess Chaewon felt the same because now nothing seemed to live up to it. Having to hump quietly in our basement hideaway just didn't have the same appeal after screaming orgasms echoing throughout the house.

We tried a public bench one afternoon, but chickened out at the last minute. There was risky and then there was stupid. That's what I told Chaewon, anyway. We really could go too far.

Life started to intrude, as well. I was a month from graduation and I still hadn't heard about my scholarship. It made me stressed and mopey which just sucked away my energy for sex. Chaewon wasn't around often enough for it to matter, anyway. Finals hit hard and she basically disappeared from the basement. She was either studying in her room or at the college library and I almost never saw her.

I knew it was OK, that it was just a thing we had to go through, but one night I got scared. I knocked on her door and she let me in. Her room was covered in dirty clothes and discarded paper plates -- the bed, the floor, everywhere.

Chaewon was wearing a big maroon sweatshirt with grey sweatpants. She had her glasses on, which I almost never saw. She barely looked up from her book when I walked in. We talked for a second, just about boring stuff, and then Chaewon asked if I wanted anything because otherwise she was busy. With the clock ticking I managed to just spit it out.

"Chaewon I know you're super busy and if that's all it is that's fine I'm just worried. Are we breaking up?"

"What?" my sister said, looking at me for the first time, "No. Don't be ridiculous."

So I let her get back to studying. But I swore I heard her crying as I closed the door behind me.

It was the middle of May. A drippy, dreary day that seemed to demand everyone stay inside. My Mom was upstairs making dinner and my Dad was in the dining room doing a work thing.

Finals were over. Chaewon was still sweating out test scores, but her time was, once again, her own. I'd gotten the scholarship and I'd be starting at Messiah in the fall. We would still be close enough to see each other -- it was only a three hour drive away -- but still.

For what felt like the first time in forever, my sister had joined me down in what I'd come to think of as our 'playroom.' The basement was lousy when it rained -- it felt damp and stank of mildew, so we sat fully clothed on the couch, wrapped in a heavy knit blanket.

We hadn't fucked in days -- really hadn't been regular for weeks. By this point, my balls had been trained to produce multiple loads of cum for my sister every day. Now it was all just building up in there. Worse, my cock had grown accustomed to Chaewon's pussy (and her mouth, and her hands, and her tits). Jerking off felt strangely empty and unsatisfying.

All this meant that my testicles were incredibly tender. I had to sit in a certain way just to keep from hurting myself. Chaewon seemed fidgety, as well. She kept shifting position and making these little frustrated grunts. But neither of us suggested doing anything. Not even a wink or a playful grope. And so we just stared mutely at the TV as I flipped the channels.

As I said, my parents wouldn't pay for cable so we just got broadcast down there. We had all the basic stuff plus these strange, sub-channels that would play, say, three hour marathons of Night Court or all the Robert DeNiro movies that weren't good.

Every now and again though we'd trip over something classic. That afternoon in mid-May we hit the jackpot: Rebel Without a Cause. Chaewon had never seen it so we watched. The movie had that saturated look from old color movies and the red of James Dean's jacket seem like the warmest thing in the world.

We got to the 'chickie' scene. James Dean gets in a knife fight with Buzz, but that's not enough. They agree to race each other, heading toward a cliff. Whoever jumps out first is 'chickie.' They line up all the other cars and flip on the lights. Each guy gets some dirt on his hands. And then they peel off toward death and destiny.

Chaewon had been sort of in and out of the movie to this point, but when we got to this scene she leaned forward. She just stared, enraptured, as the two cars took off. The cliff got closer. Dean's rival, Buzz, got caught on the door and couldn't escape in time. While Dean rolled to safety, Buzz's car went over the side.

"Holy fuck," Chaewon said, "I want to do that."

"You want to play chickie?" I asked, a little nervous about what my sister might be planning.

"Yeah," Chaewon said, "That would be awesome."

"Seems like a good way to get killed," I said.

"Not like with a car. Just something like that. Where you know that everything is at stake -- your family, your friends, your life -- but you race towards it anyway. Knowing in your heart that you'll have to stop at some point. But driving like you never will. Finding that point where your courage stops and then going just past. It's like… running with the bulls. Or jumping out of a plane."

"You're not exactly selling me on this idea."

"Come on, Ryan. Don't you feel it? We're trapped in this antiseptic life where even if we wanted things to go wrong our parents wouldn't allow it. Don't you just want to test yourself? See where your limits are? See if you can break through them?"

"I understand," I said, "I think. But it also seems kind of scary."

"That's the point," Chaewon said, "To be frightened. To live with real consequences. For once."

"And if you go over the cliff?"

"You don't," Chaewon said firmly, "You know when to stop. But in that moment. Wow. That has to be amazing."

I was sure Buzz planned on getting out of the car before he went over the cliff, too. But I didn't say anything. I just let my sister enjoy her fantasy.

Then she grabbed my hand, maybe a bit too hard. "I have an idea," she said. She tossed off the blanket and stood up. In seconds she went from jeans and a t-shirt to completely naked. Without thinking I did the same. It felt like ages since I'd seen my big sister this way and my body hurt with how much it wanted her.

"I'll get a condom," I said, but Chaewon grabbed my wrist again and shook her head. She pointed for me to lay down on the shag carpet. My penis pointed up proudly, as hard and straight as I'd ever seen it.

Chaewon stood over me, legs apart. She looked down and smiled. Slowly she lowered herself down. Leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. My penis bounced against her bare, unprotected pussy. God, she looked so beautiful.

"Just like in the movie," Chaewon said, "We're both going to do something risky. We're going to race toward that precipice. And we'll see who gives up first. Got it?"

Then she reached back, took my bare cock in hand, and aimed it right at her dripping puss.

Oh fuck. "Chaewon!" I shouted, "If you put me in without a condom I could…"

"Exactly," Chaewon said, "I'm going to stick your dick in my pussy and we're both just going to sit there. Neither of us moves. We just wait until one of us loses the nerve and pulls out."

"Fuck. Chaewon. This… This really is too far now. I mean if I get you pregnant? Our whole lives could be ruined."

"It's not too far," Chaewon said, "Not yet."

"OK, wait," I said, "We haven't done it in a while. My balls are… They feel really full. And my cock. I mean, I doubt I'll last a minute. Maybe we just have a quick fuck first, get out some of the tension. Then try."

"No," Chaewon said, "That's the game. There's the risk. That's what makes it work. Because there is all that danger. Our whole lives in our hands. Besides, you'll stop before it's too late, right?"

I nodded.

"Well so will I." Chaewon smiled and picked up my cock again.She placed it at her pussy and then started to slide back. For the first time, my bare head, my naked shaft, rubbed against Chaewon's labia. Her vagina. And then I was completely sheathed in my sister. Without anything between us.

"Holy FUCK! That feels fantastic!" Chaewon said.

"Uh huh." It was the closest I could come to coherence. I thought we'd been fucking all this time. That I'd known what sex was. It was nothing. Being inside Chaewon without a condom was like the difference between a scrimmage and a championship final. They were barely the same sport.

"How the hell did I ever let you talk me out of THIS?" Chaewon asked.

"Pregnant," I croaked.

"Oh right," Chaewon said, "Good point. Anyway, this is the game. Whoever can stay the longest."

I had to admit, in that moment it was exhilarating. And the same things that made it so exciting -- my naked sister, my condomless penis, her unprotected pussy -- also made it terrifying.

Chaewon rocked back onto her knees. She looked down at our juncture and smiled. "I always thought that looked so hot. You buried inside me."

I could see now that she was teasing me. Using dirty talk to get me to go first. Only she didn't need to tease -- I was ready to burst already. But I held on. I knew I had to. If we stopped now Chaewon would just make me go all over again. I had to let her have her fantasy, just like she said: get as close to the edge without going over.

I shifted a little and Chaewon warned me that I wasn't allowed to thrust. Only to lie back. As if that somehow made things safer. Like her warm, tight pussy wasn't squeezing, pulsing, pulling at my cock for its precious seed.

Instead I reached up and grabbed her breasts. Pinched her nipples. I felt her pussy clench as I did it.

"God, I love these," I said.

"I always thought they were too small."

"They're perfect. You're perfect."

Chaewon reached back and cradled my balls. Two could play this game apparently. "These are really full," she said, "I don't know if I've ever felt them when they're like this."

"Be careful," I said, "They're really tender."

"Is all that build up just from me?" Chaewon asked, "I mean, you were unloading at least five times a day and then… Nothing. There has to be, like… God, at least 25, 30 regular cums in there."

I groaned.

"You might give me quintuplets, all that sperm. Fuck. You'd better not cum in me, Ryan."

"I won't," I said.

"I mean, just imagine, you think you've got it under control, then suddenly you slip and WHOOPS! There's my baby brother's baby inside of me."

"You're cruel," I said. Chaewon just winked. I decided to try giving her a little scare. I flexed my penis in her pussy, almost like I might be cumming. She gasped, her face went white, and she even started to lift off a little. But then she laughed.

"Ohhhh, you almost had me there, big guy."

"Worth a shot," I said.

"You'll be the first to give," Chaewon said, "I just know you will. And then you'll know that I'm the big sister."

She bared down on my cock with her cunt, then laughed again. I groaned. I was getting close now. My need to explode slowly shifting from urge to reality.

"I'm like, really fertile now, too," Chaewon said, "Like, I could probably get pregnant just from standing near some sperm today. My little egg is in my womb just waaaaaaaaiiiiting for some big bad Ryan spermies to come inside."

I rolled my head back. All this talk was driving me crazy. I didn't want to make my sister pregnant but my body did -- my instinctive drive to reproduce didn't care about college or disappointing my parents or any of that. It just wanted to make more mes and my big sister was telling it exactly what it wanted to hear.

I started to pant from all the pressure. The little spark of orgasm that started in the base of my penis slowly spread upwards.

"Getting… close…" I said.

"OOOO, yeah. I can feel that," Chaewon said, "Your cock is like… swelling up inside me. Fuck. And I haven't even touched my naughty little clitty. I'm telling you, Ry, I'm never going back to condoms. We're going to have to find another way. This… this is just too good."

She shifted her weight again, moved up more on her feet. Ready to spring off at the last second. She could see the cliff coming now and my crazy sister just slammed on the accelerator.

"My little brother's going to give me his baby," she started to chant, "My little brother's going to give me his baby."

"No," I said, teeth grinding, "Can't… Won't…"

"Ready to give up then, little Ryan? Admit that your big sister is the best?"

Damn her. "N…no. Not yet." I still had time, I could feel it. Maybe if we were actually humping I would go, but just sitting here, I could maintain control.

Chaewon relaxed a little. She looked down at where we were joined again. She seemed to be thinking. Then she bit her lip and her eyes went wide and wet.

"I missed this," she said, "I really did. I got so used to having you in me. Maybe I forgot how much I need that cock in my pussy."

"I missed you, too," I said.

"I know we didn't… Maybe I didn't say it enough. But you know that I love you, Ryan. I mean it. Please. Please tell me you still love me."

"Oh God, Chaewon. Of course I love you. I love you more than anything in the world."

And then Chaewon's pussy squeezed my cock as hard and tight as I'd ever felt it. Not just a grip but a rolling wave that went from my root, up my shaft, then squeezed my head. Her eyes popped open and so did mine.

It came out of nowhere. That little spark went straight to a raging conflagration, skipping every step in between. I raced to shove her back, to get my cock out of her pussy before…

"I win!" Chaewon threw her arms up in triumph.

I came inside my sister. Not a little spurt but a massive blast of joyous sperm that shot straight into her. A fire hydrant of fertility just opened up -- not a stream or a spurt -- but an explosion of force that filled her pussy in one shot.

"OH F…!" Chaewon started to lift off, but then my cum hit her cervix and she stopped. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell forward. My cock still buried inside her. My second blast was more voluminous than the first. My dick kept going back to the well, expecting to find it empty, but instead there was still more than it could carry and it raced to dump the contents in Chaewon's snatch before rushing back for more.

I wrapped my arms around my sister, thinking I could pull her off my cock, but she held me so tight. Her body convulsing. And then a noise came out of my sister that I'd never heard before and would never forget.

It was a deep, primal sound. Something ancient from her animal brain. It started almost like a whisper and then immediately ratcheted into a deafening shout.

"hhhhhhrrrrrrrrRRRRRRAAAA AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK! Oh FFFFFFFFFUCK! You're cumming inside MEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!"

Another blast. Another. Filling my sister's fertile twat over and over again. Ripping right into her womb. Our orgasms simply swallowed us up. I held onto my shaking sister as we both came and came like we would never stop.

"I LOVE my brother's cock!" Chaewon howled, "I LOVE my brother's CUM!"

Impossibly I felt my balls finally start to empty. My cock was still firing, but now it felt like smaller bits. Less and less. Chaewon's orgasms subsided with mine. Oh God. There was no way that. I mean. She was more than pregnant… Oh God.

She stood up, both of us sticky with sweat. As Chaewon got to her feet, a rivulet of her brother's sperm streamed out of her pussy and splashed onto my leg. She reached her hand down to cup under her sex. And then she started to laugh. A kind of low, thing, that sounded almost the same as a sob. I leapt up and wrapped myself around my big sister.

"I love my brother," she said. Whispered it into my ear. "I love my little brother so much."

And I told her I loved her too.

My parents heard us. Of course they did. My ears still echo from Chaewon's orgasmic cries. Later, after she and I were able to joke about it, I named it her 'pregnancy shriek.' Her announcement to the world that she had conceived. I joked that she could join the X-Men, but of course that would require someone to knock her up every time they fought a bad guy.

When they heard Chaewon, Mom and Dad raced downstairs. We were still stumbling around like zombies. Covered in sperm and girl cum. There was no point in lying about it. This is meant to be a happy story in the end. So I'll just say that things got ugly.

The good news is that this finally got us out of the house. Pretty much forever, actually. We got our own place. I turned down the scholarship and followed Chaewon to school. Got a job to help pay for things while she worked on her degree.

We stopped fucking after that fateful day. Instead we started making love. I've been lucky enough to hear Chaewon's amazing pregnancy shriek three times so far. I've don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing it.

You really can go too far. I know we did. And it was the best decision we ever made.

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yvesg33 · 3 days ago

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Waterbombed #2

Karina X Male Reader

Tags : Waterbomb, Kissing, Teasing, Naughty Activities, Boobjob, Blowjob, Deepthoat, Risky Sex, Lots Of Dirty Talking, Anal Sex, Hardcore Sex, Creampie, Throatpie, Sexy, Kinky, Doggystyle

Words : 4,616 Word

“You were amazing out there,” Karina whispered, her voice breathless and warm against your ear. Her arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a tight embrace as the faint sound of the crowd’s cheers echoed in the distance. You could feel the dampness of her outfit clinging to her skin, the coolness of the water from the stage still glistening on her body.

You froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. “Uh, thanks, Karina. You were incredible too,” you stammered, your heart racing as she leaned back slightly to look at you. Her eyes were dark, intense, and they held yours with a kind of focus that made your stomach flip.

She smiled, a playful glint in her gaze. “I wanted to thank you properly,” she said, her voice low and sultry. Before you could respond, her lips were on yours, soft and insistent. Your mind went blank as she deepened the kiss, her tongue brushing against yours in a way that sent shivers down your spine. Her hands cupped your face, pulling you closer as if she couldn’t get enough of you.

The kiss was electric, and you found yourself responding instinctively, your hands moving to her waist, feeling the curve of her body through the wet fabric of her outfit. She moaned softly into your mouth, the sound sending a jolt of heat straight to your core. When she finally pulled away, you were both breathing heavily, and her lips were slightly swollen from the intensity of the kiss.

“Come with me,” she said, taking your hand and leading you further into the backstage area. The space was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of sweat and perfume. She stopped in front of a small sofa tucked away in a corner, and without warning, she pushed you down onto it. You landed with a soft thud, your heart pounding as she stood over you, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Karina, what are you—” you started, but she cut you off with a finger to your lips.

“Shh,” she murmured, her voice dripping with promise. “Just let me take care of you.”

Her hands moved to the zipper of her black outfit, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she pulled it down, revealing a lacy black bra that clung to her curves. Your breath hitched as she shrugged the wet fabric off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. She was breathtaking, her skin glowing under the soft light, her breasts heaving slightly with each breath.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, her voice teasing as she stepped closer, her hips swaying with every movement. You could only nod, your throat suddenly dry as she knelt down in front of you, her hands resting on your thighs.

Her fingers moved to the waistband of your pants, and you felt a surge of anticipation as she undid the button and slowly pulled down the zipper. Your cock strained against the fabric of your boxers, and Karina let out a soft giggle as she freed it, her eyes widening slightly at the sight.

“Impressive,” she purred, her fingers lightly tracing the length of you. You bit back a groan as her touch sent sparks of pleasure through your body. She looked up at you through her lashes, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Let’s see how much I can make you enjoy this.”

Her hands moved to her breasts, cupping them together as she leaned forward, pressing them against your cock. The sensation was overwhelming, the softness of her skin contrasting with the firmness of her grip. She began to move up and down, her breasts creating a tight, warm pressure that had you gripping the edge of the sofa for support.

“Karina,” you gasped, your voice barely above a whisper as she continued to tease you. Her movements were slow and deliberate, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. She looked up at you, her eyes dark with desire as she watched your reactions.

“You’re so sensitive,” she murmured, her voice filled with amusement. “I love seeing you like this.”

Her pace quickened slightly, and you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge. Your breathing became ragged, your hips bucking involuntarily as she worked you with her breasts. Just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, she stopped, leaving you panting and desperate for more.

“Not yet,” she said with a sly smile, her hands moving to your shoulders as she leaned in close. Her lips brushed against yours in a soft, lingering kiss before she pulled away, her eyes locking with yours. “I’m not done with you yet.”

She shifted her position, lowering herself between your legs once more. Her hands rested on your thighs as she leaned in, her breath warm against your skin. You could feel the heat of her mouth just inches away from your cock, and the anticipation was almost unbearable.

“Karina,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need. She looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of mischief and desire.

“Relax,” she said softly, her lips curving into a smile. “Let me take care of you.”

Her mouth closed around you, and you let out a low groan as she began to move, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking more of you into her mouth. The sensation was incredible, her warmth and wetness enveloping you completely. Her hands gripped your thighs as she bobbed her head, her movements slow and deliberate.

You reached out, your fingers tangling in her hair as she continued to pleasure you. She moaned softly around you, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. Her eyes met yours, and the intensity in her gaze made your heart race even faster.

“Karina,” you breathed, your voice barely audible as she took you deeper, her throat relaxing around you. The pleasure was building rapidly, and you could feel yourself teetering on the edge once more.

She pulled back slightly, her lips still wrapped around you as she looked up at you with those dark, smoldering eyes. “Let go,” she whispered, her voice muffled but filled with promise. “I want to feel it.”

Her words were all it took to push you over the edge. Your grip on her hair tightened as you came, waves of pleasure crashing over you as she swallowed every drop. She didn’t pull away until you were completely spent, her lips leaving you with one final kiss before she sat back on her heels, a satisfied smile on her face.

“You’re amazing,” she said softly, her voice filled with admiration as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against yours once more. “But we’re not done yet.”

Karina stands up, her eyes never leaving yours as she slowly turns around, giving you a full view of her ass, she bends over and ask you to take her from behind, as she gives you a teasing look over her shoulder.

She giggles as she slowly removed her panties. teasing you even more.

"Do you like the view"?

"Hell yeah". You groaned, as your cock got hard again. Karina giggles as her hands reaches your cock, as she played with it, before she slowly went down, and teases your cock at the entace of her wet pussy.

"All of my fans are dying to do this. So consider yourself lucky baby…. And promise me. That you'll fuck me like a good slut".

You gulped, as the sensation felt hotter than the sahara sun.

Karina slowly slides back and forth, as your cock touches the front layer of her clit, the feeling was intense, and her wetness only increases the tension and pleasure. She moaned slowly, as her breast was still wet with your cum, as it bounces up and down, right in front of you.

Karina fasten up the pace, as she started to moan, as your cock slowly reaches inches deeper into her pussy. And as you were about to cum, She stops. Clearly enjoying teasing you. She finally drops all piece of her clothing to the grown, revealig her busty yet fit body, as she smirked and licks her lips. As she holds onto your cock, as she slowly squatted down, as the tip reaches closer and closer to her pussy.

And just like that. Smudge.

You were in her. Karina moaned, as your cock reaches deep into her pussy. Her body immediately trembles, as she rode you. Her hips started to sway slowly, as her hands reaches onto your chest, as she played around with your nipples. You moaned, the pleasure was getting to hard to handle, as karina's finger was too good at playing with your nipple.

"Do you like it"?

She whispered, her voice filled with dirty thoughts and naught, as her hips swayed sensually.

Karina’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as you lifted her effortlessly, her legs locking around your waist like a vice. Her wetness clung to your cock, the heat of her pussy enveloping you in a tight, pulsating embrace. You could feel every inch of her as you thrust upward, her body bouncing on you with each movement. Her hands clawed at your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she gasped, “Harder.”

You obeyed without hesitation, your grip tightening on her ass as you slammed her down onto your cock, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the small backstage room. Her breath hitched, and she threw her head back, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders as she let out a guttural moan. “Yes, just like that…” she purred, her voice dripping with desire.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and she reached down to cup them, squeezing them together as she looked at you with those intense, seductive eyes. “Suck them,” she demanded, her voice low and commanding. You didn’t need to be told twice. Leaning forward, you captured one of her nipples in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the hardened peak before biting down gently. She gasped, her hips grinding harder against you as you alternated between sucking and nibbling, her moans growing more desperate.

“Play with them,” she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure. You obliged, your hands moving to knead her breasts, your fingers pinching and teasing her nipples as you continued to thrust into her. Her pussy clenched around you, the sensation driving you wild as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge.

Karina’s hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer as she pressed her chest against your face. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice breaking as she rode you with reckless abandon. Her body was slick with sweat, the scent of her arousal filling the air as you lost yourself in the rhythm of your movements.

The sound of her moans mixed with the wet slap of your bodies colliding, creating a symphony of pleasure that pushed you both closer to the brink. You could feel her walls tightening around you, her orgasm building as she cried out, “I’m so close…”

Her words spurred you on, and you increased your pace, your cock plunging deeper into her with each thrust. Karina’s nails raked down your back, leaving trails of fire in their wake as she clung to you, her body shaking with the intensity of her climax. “Cum with me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of your ragged breathing.

You couldn’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust, you buried yourself deep inside her, your release surging through you as Karina’s pussy milked every last drop from you. Her body convulsed around you, her moans echoing in your ears as you both rode out the waves of pleasure together.

For a moment, everything was still, the only sound the heavy breathing of two bodies spent and satisfied. Karina’s legs slowly unwound from your waist, and she slid down your body, her hands resting on your chest as she looked up at you with a sultry smile. “That was incredible,” she murmured, her voice soft but filled with satisfaction.

But the glint in her eyes told you she wasn’t done yet. She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours as she whispered, “Let’s see how much more we can take.” Her hand trailed down your chest, her fingers tracing the outline of your still-hard cock as she dropped to her knees in front of you.

Her tongue flicked out, licking a stripe up your length before she took you into her mouth, her lips wrapping around you in a tight seal. You groaned, your hands tangling in her hair as she began to move, her mouth working you with expert precision. Her eyes locked onto yours, filled with a mix of mischief and desire as she took you deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate your size.

“Fuck,” you muttered, your hips bucking involuntarily as she swallowed around you. Karina’s hands gripped your thighs, her nails digging into your skin as she bobbed her head, the wet sounds of her mouth on your cock driving you wild.

She pulled back slightly, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took you in again, this time going even deeper. You could feel the back of her throat as she swallowed you whole, the sensation almost too much to bear. “Karina…” you groaned, your voice strained as you fought to keep control.

But she wasn’t letting up. Her pace quickened, her mouth moving faster and faster as she brought you closer to the edge once again. You could feel the pressure building, your release imminent as she sucked and swallowed around you with relentless determination.

Just as you were about to tip over the edge, Karina pulled back, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Not yet,” she teased, her voice husky as she stood up and turned around, bending over the small sofa in the corner. She looked back at you over her shoulder, her eyes dark with desire. “Take me from behind.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. Stepping forward, you gripped her hips and positioned yourself at her entrance, sliding into her with one smooth thrust. Karina moaned loudly, her hands gripping the edge of the sofa as you began to move, your cock plunging deep into her with each stroke.

Her ass bounced against you with every thrust, the sight driving you wild as you reached around to play with her breasts once more. Karina’s moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath you as you fucked her harder and faster, the sound of your bodies colliding filling the room.

“Yes… yes…” she chanted, her voice breaking as she pushed back against you, meeting your thrusts with equal force. You could feel her walls tightening around you again, her orgasm building as she cried out, “I’m going to cum…”

Her words sent you over the edge, and with one final thrust, you buried yourself deep inside her, your release surging through you as Karina’s pussy clenched around you. Her body shook with the force of her climax, her moans echoing in your ears as you both rode out the waves of pleasure together.

When it was over, Karina collapsed onto the sofa, her breathing heavy as she looked up at you with a satisfied smile. “You’re amazing,” she murmured, her voice soft but filled with admiration.

But the look in her eyes told you this was far from over. She reached out, her fingers trailing down your chest as she whispered, “What do you want to do next?”

Karina’s manager’s voice cut through the air, sharp and urgent. “Karina! The car will be here in an hour. Get ready!”

You froze mid-thrust, your cock still buried deep inside her as she gasped, her body trembling beneath you. Karina’s eyes widened, panic flickering across her face for a split second before she quickly composed herself. She grabbed her discarded shirt and draped it over her glistening chest, her nipples still hard and peeking through the fabric. “Ndeee!” she called out, her voice strained but trying to sound casual. She cracked the curtain open just enough to peek out, her breath hitching as you gave her a slow, deliberate thrust from behind.

“Y-yes, manager-nim,” she stammered, her voice trembling slightly. “I-I’m fine… it’s just… the water was cold today. A-and ahhh… don’t worry. I’ll be ready.”

Her manager’s footsteps faded away, and Karina let out a shaky breath, her body still pressed against yours. She turned her head slightly, her dark eyes locking onto yours with a mix of irritation and arousal. “You’re such a bad boy,” she whispered, her voice low and sultry. But there was no real anger in her tone—only a hunger that matched your own.

You didn’t waste a second. Gripping her hips tightly, you pulled back and slammed into her again, harder this time. Karina’s breath hitched, and she bit down on her lower lip to stifle a moan. Her hands gripped the edge of the sofa, her knuckles turning white as you set a relentless pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the small backstage area, mingling with Karina’s soft whimpers.

“You like that, don’t you?” you growled, your voice rough with desire. You reached up and tangled your fingers in her hair, pulling her head back slightly. Her neck arched beautifully, and you couldn’t resist leaning down to nip at the sensitive skin there. Karina let out a choked moan, her body writhing against yours.

“Y-yes,” she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. “Fuck me harder… please…”

Her words sent a jolt of heat straight to your cock, and you obliged without hesitation. Your thrusts became more forceful, each one driving deeper into her tight, wet pussy. Karina’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as she pushed back against you, meeting your every move with equal intensity.

You reached down and slapped her ass, the sharp sound echoing in the room. Karina cried out, her body jerking forward slightly before she pushed back against you again. “More,” she begged, her voice desperate now. “I need more…”

You could feel her walls tightening around you, her orgasm building with every thrust. Her breathing became ragged, her moans turning into incoherent pleas as she teetered on the edge. You leaned over her, your chest pressing against her back as you whispered in her ear, “Cum for me, Karina.”

That was all it took. Her body convulsed as her orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching around your cock like a vice. Her cries of pleasure were muffled as she buried her face in the sofa, her entire body shaking with the force of her climax. You didn’t stop, though. You kept fucking her through it, your own release building rapidly.

Karina’s legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the sofa, but you weren’t done yet. You pulled her hips up, positioning her so you could plunge even deeper into her. Her moans turned into screams as you pounded into her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of you.

“I’m going to cum,” you growled, your voice strained as you felt your release surging closer. Karina nodded weakly, her body still trembling from her own orgasm. With one final thrust, you buried yourself deep inside her and let go, your cum flooding her pussy as you groaned in ecstasy.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was your heavy breathing as you both came down from the high. Karina lay sprawled on the sofa, her body glistening with sweat and her chest rising and falling rapidly. You pulled out slowly, watching as your cum dripped out of her and onto the sofa.

Karina turned her head to look at you, a sly smile playing on her lips. “You’re insatiable,” she murmured, her voice hoarse but filled with amusement. She reached out and traced a finger along your chest, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

You smirked, catching her hand and bringing it to your lips. “And you love it,” you replied, your voice low and teasing.

Karina’s smile widened, and she sat up slowly, wincing slightly as she moved. “Maybe I do,” she admitted, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against yours as she whispered, “But we’re not done yet.”

Before you could respond, she pushed you back onto the sofa and straddled you, her wet pussy pressing against your already hardening cock. She grinned down at you, her dark eyes filled with desire. “My turn,” she purred, grinding against you slowly.

You groaned, your hands gripping her hips as she leaned down to kiss you deeply. Her tongue slid against yours, hot and demanding, as she rocked against you, teasing you mercilessly. You could feel your cock throbbing beneath her, desperate for more.

Karina pulled back slightly, her lips swollen and her cheeks flushed. “Tell me what you want,” she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction.

You didn’t hesitate. “Ride me,” you growled, your hands sliding up to cup her breasts. Karina’s breath hitched, and she nodded eagerly, positioning herself above you.

She sank down onto your cock slowly, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate you. Her head fell back as she moaned loudly, her hands gripping your shoulders for support. You watched her intently, mesmerized by the way her body moved as she began to ride you.

Karina’s hips rolled in slow, deliberate circles, each movement sending waves of pleasure through both of you. Her moans grew louder as she picked up the pace, her nails digging into your skin as she lost herself in the sensation.

“You feel so good,” she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts brushing against your chest as she increased the speed of her movements. Her pussy clenched around you tightly, and you could feel your release building once again.

“Karina…” you groaned, your hands gripping her hips tightly as you thrust up to meet her. She cried out, her body trembling as she rode you harder and faster.

“Cum with me,” she begged, her voice desperate now. Her walls tightened around you, and you knew neither of you could hold on much longer.

With one final thrust, you both came together, your bodies shuddering with the force of your climaxes. Karina collapsed onto your chest, her breathing ragged as she clung to you. You held her close, your heart pounding in your chest as you both rode out the waves of pleasure.

When it was over, Karina lifted her head slightly and looked at you with a satisfied smile. “You’re amazing,” she murmured, her voice soft but filled with admiration.

But the look in her eyes told you this was far from over. She reached out, her fingers trailing down your chest as she whispered "Fuck… I Fucking love You".

Karina’s lips brushed against your ear, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down your spine. “I want you to fuck my ass again, but this time you’re going to make me beg for it.” Her words were a challenge, a promise, and a demand all at once. Her breath was hot, her body still pressed against yours, her skin slick with sweat from the intensity of your earlier encounter. You could feel her heart racing, or maybe it was yours—the line between the two had blurred long ago.

Her dark eyes locked onto yours, glinting with mischief and desire. She shifted slightly, her hips grinding against you, teasing the hardness that was already throbbing for her. Her hands slid down your chest, nails lightly scratching as she leaned back, her full lips curving into a smirk. “You’re not going to make this easy on me, are you?” she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation.

You didn’t answer with words. Instead, you grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back with a growl. She let out a surprised laugh, but it quickly turned into a moan as you positioned yourself between her legs. Her hands gripped the sheets, her chest rising and falling as she watched you with hungry eyes. You trailed your fingers down her body, savoring the way she shivered under your touch, before spreading her legs wider.

Her ass was already slick from earlier, but you took your time, teasing her with your fingers first. She gasped as you pressed one finger inside, her back arching off the bed. “Fuck,” she breathed, her voice trembling. “Don’t tease me… just take me.”

But you weren’t done yet. You added another finger, stretching her slowly, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and when you curled your fingers just right, she let out a cry that made your cock twitch in response. “Please,” she begged, her voice breaking. “I need you… now.”

That was all the encouragement you needed. You pulled your fingers out, replacing them with the head of your cock. She gasped as you pressed against her tight entrance, her nails digging into your arms. “Yes,” she hissed, her hips pushing back against you. “Fuck me… make me beg for it.”

You obliged, pushing into her slowly, inch by agonizing inch. Her ass clenched around you, so tight it almost hurt, but the sensation was intoxicating. She whimpered, her head falling back as you bottomed out, your hips flush against hers. “God, you’re so fucking big,” she moaned, her voice shaking. “It’s too much… but I love it.”

You started to move, pulling out almost completely before thrusting back in hard. She cried out, her hands flying to the headboard for support as you set a relentless pace. Her ass gripped you like a vice, every thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Her moans filled the room, each one louder than the last, and you could feel her trembling beneath you.

“Harder,” she demanded, her voice raw with need. “Fuck me harder… make me scream.”

You didn’t hold back. Your hips snapped against hers, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the room. Her cries turned into screams, her body writhing beneath you as you pounded into her. Her nails raked down your back, leaving trails of fire in their wake, and you could feel her clenching around you tighter and tighter.

“I can’t… I can’t take it,” she sobbed, her voice breaking. “Please… don’t stop.”

You didn’t. You couldn’t. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. You could feel your orgasm building, coiling in the pit of your stomach, and you knew she was close too. Her screams were almost constant now, her body shaking with every thrust.

“Cum for me,” you growled, your voice rough with desire. “Cum for me, Karina.”

She did. Her body convulsed, her ass clamping down on you so tightly it almost hurt. Her scream was primal, raw, and it pushed you over the edge. You buried yourself deep inside her, your cock pulsing as you came, filling her with every last drop. She collapsed beneath you, her body trembling as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

When it was over, you both lay there, panting and drenched in sweat. Karina turned to look at you, her dark eyes filled with satisfaction and something else—something deeper. “You’re incredible,” she whispered, her voice soft but filled with awe.

But before you could respond, she leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was both tender and possessive. “Again,” she murmured against your lips. “I want more.”

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yvesg33 · 3 days ago

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Missed Opportunities

Chaeryeong X Male Reader

Tags : Drunk Sex, Childhood Friend Chaeryeong, Romance, Kissing, Teasing, Cheated on, Lots Of Kissing, Traumas, Creampie, Vanilla

Words : 2,884 Words

The rain was hammering down on the pavement as you stood there, frozen, staring at the scene unfolding in front of you. Jiyu, your girlfriend of two years, was laughing with a man you didn’t recognize. Her smile was radiant, the kind of smile you hadn’t seen in weeks. She leaned in, and your heart dropped as their lips met. It wasn’t a quick peck—it was deep, intimate, real.

Your chest tightened, and your breath caught in your throat. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. The man’s hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer, and Jiyu didn’t resist. She melted into him, as if she’d forgotten you existed.

You stumbled back, the rain soaking through your clothes, but you barely felt it. Your mind was racing, replaying every moment of your relationship. The late nights waiting for her to come home from work, the sacrifices you’d made to support her dreams, the way you’d believed in her when no one else did. And now this. Betrayal.

You turned and walked away, your footsteps heavy against the wet pavement. Your phone buzzed in your pocket, but you ignored it. You didn’t want to talk to anyone. Not yet. Not until you could process what had just happened.

But as you reached your apartment, the weight of it all hit you like a tidal wave. You sank to the floor, your hands trembling as you pulled out your phone. There was only one person you could call. One person who would understand.

“Hey,” Chaer’s voice came through the line, warm and familiar. “What’s up?”

You tried to speak, but your voice cracked. “Chaer… it’s Jiyu. She… she cheated on me.”

There was a brief pause on the other end, and then Chaeryeong’s tone shifted. “Hold on. I’m coming over.”

Less than thirty minutes later, there was a knock on your door. You opened it to find Chaer standing there, her hair damp from the rain, clutching a plastic bag filled with bottles of soju. Her eyes softened as she took in your disheveled state.

“Hey,” she said gently, stepping inside. “Let’s talk.”

She didn’t wait for an invitation. She made herself at home, pulling out two glasses and pouring them both a generous amount of soju. You sat down across from her, the weight of the evening pressing down on your shoulders.

“Tell me everything,” Chaer said, her voice steady.

And you did. You poured your heart out, recounting the moments leading up to tonight, the sacrifices you’d made, the love you thought you shared. Chaer listened intently, her eyes never leaving yours. When you finished, she reached across the table and took your hand.

“You did everything you could,” she said softly. “This isn’t on you. It’s on her.”

Her words were a balm to your wounded pride, but they didn’t erase the pain. You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “I just… I don’t know what to do now.”

Chaer smiled faintly. “You’ll figure it out. You always do. Remember when you were nine and you promised to marry me if we both ended up single at thirty?”

You chuckled despite yourself. “Yeah, I remember. You said you’d hold me to it.”

“And I still might,” she teased, her eyes sparkling. “But until then, let’s focus on tonight. Let’s forget about Jiyu and just… have some fun.”

She poured another round of soju, and the two of you fell into easy conversation, reminiscing about old times. As the night wore on, the atmosphere shifted. Chaer’s laughter grew louder, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol. You found yourself noticing things you hadn’t before—the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, the way her hair framed her face, the way her voice softened when she spoke to you.

At some point, she moved closer, her knees brushing against yours. Her breath smelled of soju, and her gaze was intense, almost… hungry.

“You know,” she said slowly, her voice barely above a whisper, “you deserve someone who’ll treat you right. Someone who appreciates you.”

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest. “Chaer…”

Before you could say anything else, she leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a tentative kiss. It was soft, questioning, as if she was waiting for you to pull away. But you didn’t. Instead, you deepened the kiss, your hands reaching up to cradle her face.

The world around you faded away, leaving nothing but the taste of her lips and the heat of her body pressed against yours. It was something you’d never imagined with Chaer, but now that it was happening, it felt… right.

She pulled back slightly, her breath coming in shallow gasps. “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice trembling.

You nodded, your heart racing. “I’m sure.”

And with that, the floodgates opened. Clothes were discarded in a frantic rush, and soon you were tangled together, losing yourself in the heat of the moment. It was raw, intense, and filled with an urgency you couldn’t explain. But amidst the chaos, there was a sense of comfort—a feeling that, no matter what happened next, you wouldn’t be alone.

But as the night stretched on, a single thought lingered in the back of your mind: What happens now?

Chaeryeong’s kisses trailed down your chest, her lips leaving a trail of warmth that made your skin tingle. Her breath was hot against your skin, mingling with the faint scent of soju that still lingered on her. She paused for a moment, her eyes locking with yours, and in that gaze, you saw a mix of desire and hesitation.

“Are you okay with this?” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with vulnerability. Her fingers hovered over the waistband of your boxers, waiting for your response.

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest. This was Chaer. Your Chaer. The girl who had always been there for you, the one who knew you better than anyone else. And right now, you needed her. You needed this.

“Yes,” you breathed, your voice barely audible. “I’m okay with this.”

Her lips curved into a small, relieved smile, and then she slid your boxers down, freeing you completely. The cool air brushed against your skin, but it was quickly replaced by the warmth of her hand as she wrapped her fingers around you. Her touch was tentative at first, but soon it grew more confident, her grip firm as she began to stroke you slowly.

You let out a shaky breath, your head falling back against the couch. God, this felt good. Too good. Chaer’s hand moved with a rhythm that was both teasing and deliberate, her thumb brushing over the tip in a way that made your toes curl.

Her other hand reached up to cradle your face, her thumb brushing against your cheek as she leaned in to kiss you. Her lips were soft, her kisses tender but hungry, and you responded in kind, losing yourself in the taste of her.

When she pulled back, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes dark with desire. “Let me make you feel good,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. “Let me take care of you.”

Before you could respond, she dipped her head lower, her lips trailing down your torso until she reached where her hand was still working you. She glanced up at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and then she leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste you.

The sensation was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure through your entire body. You groaned, your hands instinctively tangling in her hair as she took you deeper, her lips wrapping around you in a way that made your mind go blank.

God, she was good. Her mouth was hot, her tongue teasing and coaxing every ounce of pleasure from you. She moved with a rhythm that was almost hypnotic, her hand working in tandem with her mouth to drive you wild. You could feel yourself getting closer, the tension building in your core, but just as you were about to tip over the edge, she pulled back, leaving you gasping and wanting more.

“Chaer,” you groaned, your voice strained. “Please…”

She smirked, her lips glistening, and then she stood up, her hands moving to the hem of her shirt. Slowly, she pulled it over her head, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin. Her breath hitched as she reached behind her to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were perfect, full and inviting, and you couldn’t help but reach out to touch her, your hands brushing against her skin.

She moaned softly at your touch, her body arching into your hands. “You’re so beautiful,” you murmured, your voice thick with emotion.

Her eyes softened, and then she leaned in to kiss you again, her body pressing against yours. Her hands moved to your shoulders, pushing you back against the couch as she straddled your lap. The heat between your bodies was almost unbearable, and when she rocked her hips against yours, you couldn’t suppress the groan that escaped your lips.

“Chaer,” you whispered, your hands gripping her waist. “Are you sure—”

She silenced you with a kiss, her lips firm against yours. “I’m sure,” she breathed against your mouth. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Her words sent a shiver down your spine, and then she reached down, her fingers brushing against the wetness between her thighs. She bit her lip, her eyes locking with yours as she guided you to her entrance.

The moment she sank down onto you, you both moaned in unison. She was tight, her body clenching around you in a way that made you see stars. Her hands gripped your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

“Kiss me,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Please, kiss me.”

You didn’t hesitate, your lips crashing against hers as you let yourself get lost in the sensation. Her body felt like heaven, her warmth enveloping you completely. You moved together, your bodies syncing in a way that felt almost too perfect.

But as much as you wanted this to last forever, you could feel yourself getting closer, the tension building to a breaking point. Chaer must have felt it too because she moaned against your lips, her movements growing more frantic.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, her voice barely a whisper. “Don’t stop…”

And you didn’t. You couldn’t. The world around you faded away until it was just you and Chaer, lost in each other, chasing the pleasure that only the other could give.

When it finally came, it hit you like a tidal wave, crashing over you and pulling you under. You cried out, your body trembling as you clung to her, and she followed right after, her body shuddering as she buried her face in your neck.

For a moment, you just sat there, holding each other, your breaths mingling as you tried to calm your racing hearts. And then Chaer pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft.

You nodded, your lips curving into a small smile. “Yeah,” you whispered. “I’m okay.”

But as she leaned in to kiss you again, the thought lingered in the back of your mind: What happens now?

Chaeryeong’s lips lingered on yours, soft and tender, but the heat between you was undeniable. Her breath hitched as she pulled back, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dark with desire. “Do you trust me?” she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. “Always,” you murmured, brushing a strand of damp hair from her face.

Her lips curved into a mischievous smile, and she leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear. “Then let’s try something new,” she purred, her voice low and sultry. She took your hand and led you to the kitchen, her hips swaying with every step.

The countertop was cool against your palms as Chaer turned to face you, her eyes locked on yours. She guided your hands to her hips, her breath quickening as you gripped her tightly. “Bend me over the counter,” she breathed, her voice trembling with need.

You hesitated for a moment, but the look in her eyes told you she wanted this—needed this. You guided her forward, her hands pressing against the counter as she bent over, her back arched invitingly. Your hands slid down her sides, feeling the curve of her waist, the warmth of her skin beneath your fingertips.

“Take me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of your racing heart.

You didn’t need to be told twice. Your hands gripped her hips tightly as you positioned yourself behind her, the scent of her arousal intoxicating. You slid into her slowly, savoring the tight, wet heat that enveloped you. Chaer let out a soft moan, her fingers curling against the countertop.

The rhythm started slow, deliberate, each thrust drawing a gasp from her lips. But soon, the pace quickened, driven by the raw need between you. Your hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back against you with each thrust, the sound of skin against skin filling the room.

“Harder,” Chaer moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Please, harder.”

You obliged, your thrusts growing deeper, more forceful. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the walls as she writhed beneath you. Her hands fumbled against the counter, searching for purchase as pleasure coursed through her body.

“Slap me,” she gasped, her voice barely coherent. “Playfully. Please.”

You hesitated for a moment, but the look in her eyes—wild, desperate, filled with desire—told you she wanted this. Your hand came down on her ass with a sharp smack, the sound ringing out in the room. Chaer let out a loud moan, her body trembling as she pushed back against you, urging you on.

The rhythm was relentless now, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her moans grew more frantic, her body trembling as pleasure built within her. “Oh, God,” she gasped, her voice breaking. “I’m so close.”

You could feel it too, the heat coiling in your belly, the tension building with each thrust. Your hands gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back against you as you drove into her with everything you had. Chaer’s body convulsed as she came, her voice breaking in a high-pitched cry. The sensation pushed you over the edge, and you followed her, your release crashing over you in waves.

For a moment, you just stood there, panting, your bodies trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Chaer slowly straightened, turning to face you, her eyes hooded with satisfaction. She reached out, her fingers brushing against your cheek, her touch tender and affectionate.

“Was that okay?” she asked, her voice soft but laced with a hint of playfulness.

You nodded, your lips curling into a smile. “More than okay,” you murmured, pulling her into a gentle kiss.

Her hands slid up your chest, her touch sending shivers down your spine. “What now?” she whispered, her breath warm against your lips.

You grinned, your hands sliding down to her hips. “Why stop now?” you murmured, your voice low and teasing.

Chaer laughed, the sound light and carefree. “Good point,” she purred, her lips brushing against yours. “Let’s keep going.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. Her hands tangled in your hair as you kissed her deeply, the heat between you reigniting as quickly as it had faded. You lifted her onto the counter, her legs wrapping around your waist as you slid into her once more, the rhythm slow but steady.

Her moans filled the room as you moved together, the pleasure building once more. “You feel so good,” Chaer gasped, her fingers digging into your shoulders. “So good.”

You didn’t respond, your focus solely on the woman in front of you, on the way her body moved against yours, on the sounds she made as you drove her closer to the edge once more. Her nails dug into your skin as pleasure overtook her, her cries echoing in the room.

The heat built within you once more, the tension coiling in your belly as you drove into her, each thrust deeper than the last. Chaer’s body trembled as she came, her cries urging you on as you followed her over the edge, the pleasure crashing over you once more.

For a moment, you just stood there, panting, your bodies trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Chaer leaned forward, her forehead resting against yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“What now?” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with a hint of mischief.

You grinned, your hands sliding down to her hips. “What do you want?” you murmured, your voice low and teasing.

Chaer laughed, the sound light and carefree. “You,” she purred, her lips brushing against yours. “Always you.”

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