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DECENT GAME: MONOPOLY

STARRING: ROSÉ

Myth and unspoken. Exist an underground group sponsoring shows for entertainment that only a handful of groups, filthy rich people, can access the show.

A big basement under a famous hotel on Jeju island, Rosé descended from a stair, and the two people who guarded her returned to the ground floor. She wore a stunning purple gown that went well with her complexion. In that basement, there was a set for filming a show. The set itself resembled a high-end hotel lobby with four rooms and a big table at the center. On that table, there was a monopoly board.

Surrounded by crewless cameras in every corner, along with her, there were three women Rosé might recognize:

Freezia, an influencer and a YouTuber;

Seolhwa, a famous model;

and Taeim, a model turned actor.

If there was a similarity between them, they got themself into a scandal at one point and recently struggled to appear on TV.

“Annyeonghaseyo~” awkward but elegant, Rosé greeted and bowed to those three who stood together surrounding the table.

“Annyeonghaseyo~” they greeted back, but not at the same time. They were shocked to see someone like Rosé, a member of the world's biggest girl group, BLACKPINK, appear in that studio. As they knew, no scandal could drag her to appear in a shady place like that.

Regarding that, it happened a few months earlier. For once, YG Entertainment was affiliated with one of the presidential candidates. Behind the scene, there was a fierce competition going on and it gave birth to a lot of tension. Some people died, and some families were destroyed, and YG Entertainment, who unfortunately chose the wrong side, got a consequence too. With how big the threat was, those people on the winning side could make the company go bankrupt–that was how powerful the victorious were. But, knowing YG's impact on the entertainment business–also the national economy–they gave the company a way out.

It led to Rosé’s appearance as the scapegoat or more like a sacrifice. Judging by the look on her face, she wasn’t there of her own will.

After the awkward greeting, they didn’t talk. Knowing that their existence was in that basement to entertain perverted elitists, they were extremely wary. No smile was found.

The other three were very aware of Rosé due to her gown. They were told to wear anything as they seemed fit and while Rosé wore a dazzling purple gown that looked luxurious, they were only wearing standard high-end clothing that could be bought in their store while Rosé’s gown was specially ordered.

Appeared in front of them a man in a brick red tuxedo and a horse mask that looked funky –yet also scary knowing the context of the show. Apparently, he was the producer, the director, the judge, and the dealer of the show.

“Ladies~” he greeted, slightly bowing. His voice sounded altered using a module. “Welcome to my humble coliseum. You are the gladiators. You’ll play a game: monopoly. We tweaked the basic rule you’ll find later. You know why you are here, right?”

“We fucked up and want a chance,” said Taeim.

“Yes… Well, almost all of you,” he looked at the pitiful Rosé. “But, rather than a place for redemption, we want you to take this place as a place of opportunity.”

“Opportunity?” Freezia looked confused.

“The loser of this game will be punished while the rest will be sponsored. We will help you to rise once more in our nation’s entertainment industry.”

“T-three of us?” Seolhwa couldn’t close her mouth due to the shock.

“Yes. Three of you. This means that there will be no first place or second place. This is not a competition but a survival. You’ll play for a week and if you survive, a better future will await.”

“And what is the punishment,” Rosé looked and sounded serious.

“You’ll be their slave. You’ll be imprisoned in a secluded place with many other previous losers. What can you do is be their sex toys.”

“They?”

“Who else? The sponsors.”

They looked scared. For Rosé, it was devastating, after all, she wasn’t there because she screwed up. Meanwhile, the other three looked less scared but more hopeful. They had a taste of how hurt it was to fall and be attacked by netizens left and right.

Seven days–30 rounds each day. Playing monopoly. The player with the least capital would be punished.

Rosé in the west of the table;

Freezia in the north;

Seolhwa in the east;

And Taeim in the south.

They didn’t look ready at all.

“If there is no question, let the game BEGINS!” He sounded cold.

Rosé, Freezia, Seolhwa, and Taeim looked confused because except for a piece for each player, they weren’t given any starting capital to play with.

“Excuse me, where is the money we use to play the game?” Taeim politely asked.

“We use real money.”

“Uhm… Where?”

“You need to earn it yourself. Like, for example, by selling your clothes.”

That information shocked the hell out of them. They looked at each other and their eyes said they didn’t believe it.

“You are joking right?” Freezia looked pissed. “You basically ask us to strip. Ah, right. This is an ‘entertainment’ for those perverts.”

“How will it work anyway?” Taeim looked calm, unlike Freezia and Seolhwa who worried too much.

“We will buy it at market price.”

“So, even if we sell our clothes, will their value be different?” Seolhwa looked pissed too.

“Of course.”

They looked at Rosé’s gown. It was clearly a handicap. Her gown was clearly miles more expensive than their entire clothes, including the shoes.

Not only be confused by the capital rule, but the price of the land on the monopoly board also reflected the real price in real life. Even with all their clothes, they might not be able to buy land.

Freezia had the first turn. There was no time limit but they only had twelve hours to finish the day. Thirty minutes after the game started, they were in a stalemate, still in the first round. They couldn’t play the game if they didn’t have capital. If they landed in a tax area, they would lose instantly.

Bitter, Freezia gave up. “I’ll sell my clothes,” she started to strip in front of the horseman. Like a virus, Seolhwa and Taeim began to strip too. In the end, Rosé couldn’t help but take off her gown if she wanted a chance to survive.

The horseman had a tablet that showed the comment from the sponsors who watched the show live. There was a party in the comment section. Those girls were known for their beautiful bodies and watching them take off their clothes by themselves excites those perverts.

“Yes, man! Take it off! All of them!”

“Pussy! Pussy! Pussy!”

“How vulgar you are all.”

“Shut up, old man!”

“Hey, hey, don’t stop. Take your underwear too!”

One by one, the players gave their clothes to the horseman. They were now only on their underwear–shyly covering their assets from the camera.

Just like everyone predicted, Rosé’s gown was worth the most. She gained the biggest initial capital. And now, the game had officially begun.

After their pieces crossed the starting line, their capitals would be increased by 10%. Of course, the lands were still hella expensive. So, at first, they planned to play it slowly and safely, waiting until they could at least buy the cheapest land on the board: Indonesia.

Eleven rounds later,

“Damn it,” Freezia murmured. The others could hear it but they ignored her. She was in the last place and it made her anxious.

The idea to be a slave haunted her. Being nothing but a sex slave stressed her so much even though it was just the first day. But still, sometimes a game was decided at the beginning.

“Excuse me,” suddenly Freezia looked at the horseman. The game was paused because they were also curious about what her intention was.

“Yes? May I help you”

“We can do anything to earn capital, right?”

“Yes… Anything.”

“How about a blowjob?”

The other players looked shocked by Freezia’s cheap method.

“It depends.”

“Of what?”

“If it is a service, your payment will be decided upon your performance. And the one who evaluates it is the sponsors.”

Calmly, Freezia approached the horseman.

“So, whose dick do I need to suck?”

“Mine will do.”

“Then stick it out.”

Unzipping voice emerged. An erected dick appeared. Freezia hadn’t covered her curvy body anymore, letting those perverts enjoy the view. The other three just watched her giving a blowjob while thinking it was too vulgar. Still, when they thought about it once more, there must be a reason why they were all women, right? So, they concluded that that kind of thing was inevitable.

“Uhmm!!” Freezia startled a bit when the man cummed inside her mouth. She made sure that she drank all the cum inside her mouth and then pulled out.

The sponsor gave her a big score and presented her with big capital. Rosé, Seolhwa, and Taeim looked worried. Except for Rosé, who had at least quadruple capital as the other, thought that what Freezia did was necessary.

First day ended and Rosé ended up in second place while Freezia rose to the first place with two lands. The players entered the rooms that had been prepared. Rosé was in the first room, feeling exhausted and hungry but there was no food in the room.

There was a small table in the center of her small room. On it was a small menu book containing 5-stars hotel food and a phone. Everything on the menu was expensive and Rosé understood that she needed to use her capital to buy the food. It was extremely concerning. She still couldn’t dare to sell the only piece of clothes that cover her body: underwear.

Being in that room was stressful. There were cameras on every corner and no place to hide. Sold her underwear and she would end up as a striptease. She couldn’t help but cover her assets.

Also, she noticed there was no place to take a bath. Rosé bet that it would probably cost a fortune to take a bath there too.

Those perverts really tried to corner them.

Suddenly, she heard something from the second room where Taeim resided. Rosé put her ear and listened carefully. She was shocked to hear moans from there. Also, it seemed like there were four men with her. Taeim sounded pained while the men laughed.

Rosé knew it was all to gain capital. The wall was thin enough so the sound from the other rooms could be heard. It was deliberate to make the other worried and it worked on Rosé since she was afraid that she ended up in the last place.

Day two. When they came out of their respective rooms, Rosé was shocked to see the other three didn’t wear anything at all. They had sold everything, including their bodies. Unfortunately, no matter how big their current capital was, the game didn’t sell clothes.

The game resumed.

Rosé noticed that they would also be paid for any simple act as long as the sponsors liked it. Just like Seolhwa who came in last place on the first day, she showered herself with a bottle of wine and the sponsors liked it.

Another thing that she realized was that the sponsors didn’t like it if the gigs were repeated. So, even though she pulled a similar gig, she wouldn’t get paid as much as the original–an indirect way to tell them to get creative.

Last quarter of the game. Seemed like the other three spent all night selling their bodies off and now their capital was comparable to Rosé’s.

Honestly, Rosé wasn’t good at playing games so bit by bit, she was pushed to the last place. The other was gaining land right and left while Rosé was left behind. Now she knew what Freezia felt when she was in the last place. The image of herself being gangbanged surfaced so realistically in her head. How scary it was to imagine herself accepting the punishment?

Right… I can’t survive if I am still this naive.

Eyes were teary. She didn’t want to cross the line but if she didn’t do that, she would end up in the worst place.

“Excuse me,” she interrupted the game. “Dealer-nim?”

“Yes?”

“I wonder if the sponsor can hold a gathering?”

“Gathering?”

Including the sponsor, everyone was confused.

“Yes. I mean, are they in the same room? Watching us together then having dinner together later?”

Some sponsors were indeed in the hotel. The dealer seemed to know what Rosé’s intention was.

“Well, unfortunately, they are watching it alone.”

“So, can they just meet up and have a drink together?”

“I’m afraid you can’t force them.”

Well, those perverts were probably the ones who fucked the other three last night. It seemed they were fine to fuck alone but not gangbang. In the end, they were all total strangers to each other. Having an orgy probably felt awkward.

But Rosé wanted to push her agenda. She approached the dealer, the horseman, with that scared expression and teary eyes. Even with only her expression, that kind-weak-girl face, Rosé made the sponsors excited already.

Right in front of his eyes, she took off her bra and panties, revealing her hidden assets, at last completely naked. She then sneaked her bra and panties deep inside his pants, “Please,” and begged.

Subjectively, the other three had good bodies. Compared to them, Rosé was kind of skinnier. But, while the other three had been sucked mercilessly last night, Rosé was untouchable, making the sponsors curious, leveling her brand, and also about how it felt to fuck a world-level celebrity like her.

A message popped on the dealer’s tablet.

“Seems like the sponsors will have a gathering tonight.”

“Am I invited?”

“Of course, you are. With that, on behalf of the sponsors, I want to apologize that they can’t visit your rooms tonight.”

He made it sound like the other three were a prostitute but they didn’t deny it either.

“What? How can I gain capital then?” Seolhwa protested and so did the others. Seemed like, prostituting was the cheat code to get a big capital.

But, no matter how hard they protested, they couldn’t make the sponsor recall their decision. They thought, knowing Rosé’s behavior that letting herself starve to keep her capital, they wouldn’t get any more chances to have sex with her, unlike the other three who sold their body cheaply on the first day. Thus, Rosé was able to monopoly the sponsors.

It was a pity that she couldn’t pull herself from last place but she was determined to change that tomorrow.

End of day two, while the other three returned to their respective rooms, Rosé was ushered into a different room. It was an old Japanese-style room full of tatami.

The sponsors hadn't arrived yet so Rosé asked for some food and a chance to bathe–of course she would pay for it. Extremely nervous, she entered a small onsen and enjoyed her cheap bento box.

A few minutes later, the dealer announced that one of the sponsors had entered the room.

“Rosé-nim, one of your guests is here.”

“Yes,” she was able to answer it without stuttering. But, even though all the sponsors had arrived, Rosé didn’t hurry herself.

They had been notified that Rosé was having a bath and kindly asked them to wait. She was smart to build anticipation. Now, their eyes were on the door that covered the onsen room, patiently waiting for their girl.

Still, she couldn’t make them wait for too long so she timed it and got out at a proper time. She wanted to appear a bit wet so she didn’t completely dry herself. With a long towel, she covered her body and hair–she didn’t let the water hit her head and hair so it was dry.

“O-ooohh~” Rosé appeared. All the eyes on her, mouth gasping at her steamy appearance.

“I’m sorry to make you wait.”

“It’s nothing,” said one of them.

More than two dozen men at least in their early thirties were there, wearing nothing but trunks. Rosé didn’t bother to count and just walked between them–with their eyes ogling–then sat at the center.

Her nervous expression was a lovely sight while her wet model-like body was an erotic sight. First, she undid the towel that covered her blond hair. Then, slowly, she undid the last towel, making the men hold their breath.

“Wow~”

Some people said that Rosé was too skinny but in their eyes, she was more petite and tall. Not a skeleton at all. Even though she was starving last night, she didn’t lose her weight yet.

“Gosh, you are hot.”

“Thank you,” Rosé answered indifferently.

She laid down. The men didn’t know what to do next. They were all awkward. Rosé agreed only to be an escort but they probably thought they would end up fucked her anyway.

“What are you doing?” They were confused about why Rosé was lying down.

“Sir, I am your escort and also a table.”

“A table?”

“Yes, a table.”

Seeing her tall figure lying naked in front of them, they were all aroused but it seemed like Rosé only allowed them to use her as a table.

Disappointed, they were all having a drink and began to talk to each other. Having her only as an escort was a pity and they couldn’t let their eyes off of her.

In the end, as she wished, they used her, practically, like a table. At first, they only use her to put their drink on her belly and since they were a lot of them, not everyone had a chance to do that.

The service they thought was a disappointment turned exciting when they did it creatively. It happened not long after they started drinking. One of them who sat near her right leg couldn’t stop staring at Rosé’s cleanly shaved pussy. He then used his phone to penetrate her.

“Ah~” she moaned softly. “S-sir… I’m only a table.” Her sudden moan baited their full attention.

“I know. I only put my phone on this… Compartment?”

Rosé couldn’t refute.

Since then, they had become more creative.

“A-AAAHHH!” one of them put a lighted cigarette on her waist as if she was an ashtray. It left a small circular burn mark.

“Hey! You damaged her.”

“I’m sorry, Rosé-ya. I usually do that on my table. You can laser them later.”

Tears slid down to her back head. That cigarette attack was unexpected.

Another one came. He put cocaine on Rosé’s belly and line up to her cleavage. Then he sucked the powder from her belly until her nose touched the bottom part of her breast.

The next was more blatant. They put cocaine on her breasts and sucked it in groups. Some of the cocaine flew into her nose and she felt the drug kick even though it was faint.

Roughly, she was flipped. It had become a drug party. Now they poured it into her arse and they sucked it straight from there.

They also used her as a food palate, like sashimi, sometimes fried food. Using it for playing cards and gambling. Alcohol was splashed on her here and there. Humiliation after humiliation.

One of them appeared in front of Rosé. When she looked up, he pulled his trunk and showed his erected dick. Rosé didn’t get shy and faced him. He then ducks. His dick was on her forehead–hitting it.

“Why don’t we quit pretending and go fuck, huh? Rosé-ya?”

The other went quiet, listening. Of course, they were hoping Rosé agreed to it, to a gangbang. She wiped her tears and went silent for a while before she gave a shocking answer.

“How much you are willing to pay.”

“For a gangbang?”

Didn’t expect it to be a gangbang, Rosé was quite shocked to hear it but she decided to face it.

“Y-yes… A gangbang.”

“Let’s see… I can pay you fourfold what we pay the other three combined. I mean, we have a crowd here.”

“Tenfold it.”

“What?”

“I want you to tenfold it.”

“Please, why should we do that? We had fun with Freezia, Taeim, and Seolhwa. They are all amazing. You need to hear the way they scream when I hammered their ass.”

The others were laughing. Those girls sounded cheap in their conversation.

“What makes you worth more than them? I bet you weren't even better than them anyway.”

“Because… I am a virgin.”

Everyone was shocked.

“Excuse me?”

Their eyes were shaking.

“I said… I am a virgin. I never did it.”

“Are you serious?”

Heavily, Rosé nodded.

That fact just tripled Rosé’s worth and those men looked extremely excited. Fucking a virgin was probably the best.

“You really want to win, huh? Fine. I’ll help you. Then, to make it peaceful, gentlemen! We will auction for the right to be her first man!”

They were all cheered.

Rosé closed her eyes and ears. She didn’t want to hear them playing with her virginity. Her entire body was shaking due to their excitement to take her pussy.

When the auction was over, suddenly, she was flipped back. Facing up. A pair of rough hands spread her legs gently. Their eyes met and the nervousness made it magnetic. With both her eyes, she saw him pulling his trunk, and now that long thick penis was facing her labia. Her mouth couldn’t stop trembling. Over and over, she wanted to scream, telling him to stop but she forced herself to accept her fate. Fear on her face made those men want her more.

“Hhhaahh!” just a kiss from his penis made her whelp. Noiseless scream, lips wide opened, shaking jaw, with two pair hands that clawed her tiny waist, Rosé got turbulence when it pierced inside her. Her body made an arc, her heart beating insanely fast. All of them were laughing in excitement. Seeing a virgin got taken. A few lines of blood came from Rosé’s vagina. They cheered.

Painful, it was. Instinctively, Rosé tried to get up and ran but the man held her and started humping.

“Aahhh! AAhk! AHHH AHhhhhh!!” She was about to cry but she didn’t have time because those men couldn’t wait anymore. Her mouth was shut by a dick pushed into her throat.

The hyenas didn’t want to wait.

One rubbing his dick on her armpit.

One was making love with her leg.

One was sucking her breast.

One was jerking off with her blond long hair.

Chaos, it was. Rosé couldn’t even get her head straight. Her vision was blocked by a sack from a man who rammed his dick from above her head. Some things that she knew were that she was afloat a bit, that she was lifted. Her vagina was burning and felt pricked in every way possible.

Suddenly she was lifted and forced to ride a dick. It was hard to stay straight in her condition. A man behind her, putting his dick into her ass. When she felt her anus felt like being ripped by a bare hand, she bit her tongue when she was about to grit. Others were pulling her hands and making them wrapped on their dick. Those who couldn't get a chance, surrounded her while jerking off.

Rosé was on the edge of losing consciousness. It was too overwhelming. Double penetration was out of the question for a first-timer like her. She couldn’t even groan because it was too shocking on her body.

When she looked at the man she rode, she saw him screaming mildly. Wondering why he screamed like that, Rosé looked below and saw white liquid dripping from her vagina.

She didn’t even feel he cummed inside.

“O-omma~” her eyes were teary. A man licked her tear and smooched her blushed cheek.

She was forced to stand. Seemed like it was someone else’s turn.

To be honest… She didn’t remember what happened next. Even though she stayed awake, she couldn’t remember what they had done to her afterward. Rosé was just mentally overloaded.

When she finally regained her mind, she was in the middle of those men, sandwiched by two of them, doing 69. Inside her mouth, it was a dick. She spilled it and tried to stand.

Her entire body and head were aching.

The horseman appeared and told her that the third day was about to begin.

Looking at her body, full of stains of cum, she wanted to take a bath and breakfast before day 3 began. When she checked her capital, it was tremendous, so tremendous that the other 3 players might not be able to catch up.

Day 3… The other players were waiting. Rosé came naked and fresh from the shower room. She looked so tired and they had guessed what happened. Before they began with Rosé’s turn, Freezia asked if the sponsor wanted to hold a meeting again.

“I’ll notify you if they want it.”

Freezia looked pissed. She thought Rosé got a big leap from the “meeting” and she wanted to gain the same–and so did the other player.

The game resumed and Rosé was determined to bring it to the endgame. Mercilessly, she bought lands, and build hotels. At the end of the third game, she owned 70% of the board. Her domination made the other desperate. Taeim, Seolhwa, and Freezia tried to appeal to the horseman for an orgy and lucky for them, the sponsor was up for a meeting. So, the three ended up teaming up but not Rosé. She pretty much had the first place but those three didn’t want to end up in the last place.

While the other was ushered to the room where she was fucked up last night, Rosé returned to her room. She almost used all the capital she earned last night. Even though she didn’t think that she could be overthrown, she didn’t want to leave it up to chance.

So, she called the horseman and asked if someone wanted to sleep with her that night.

With a few capitals left in her possession, Rosé ordered lingerie and candles. She lit the candles and set her room to give a romantic vibe.

When her door was opened and a man in a suit entered, Rosé put on a smile and showed up in a sexy appearance with purple lingerie, making the man’s heart skip a beat.

“You come?”

“Of course,” he didn’t expect the decoration and that erotic surrounding.

“I didn’t see you last night.”

“Ah, yes. I am not around. I came here after the other told me they had an amazing night with you.”

“Don’t worry,” slowly she approached the man. “We will have our own…” she reached his necktie and gently undid it, “...night.” With her teeth, she took off the necktie and dropped it to the floor.

Her voice and behavior were all arousing.

“Anyway… Do you have your phone with you?”

“I-I do,” he sounded nervous with Rosé’s service. “What do you want me to do?”

“Make a video call, a group call to other sponsors…” she went on her knees. “...And let them watch…” unbuckled his pants, letting his erected dick out, then put it on the left side of her face, “...This~” and put a kiss on the air.

Bewitched, the man did what she expected, making a video call and letting the other sponsors see the breathtaking view.

He let them watch but muted their sound.

“Oh my god~ Rosé-ssi, you are amazing,”

“Thank you. Keep the call on,” she crawled back. The phone camera followed. In a flirty expression, she took off her panties and then spread her legs wide open.

After last night, Rosé became fearless. What she did right now wasn’t just simple sex but an investment. She promoted herself to the other sponsors in case the game was prolonged to the seventh day.

All that stunt was something that she watched in a movie and it worked perfectly. The man was all over her.

“Oh, Rosé~”

“Come here, babe… Eat me,” She made him crawl into her legs then she pulled her head onto her pussy, forcing him to give her an oral. “Oh~ Yes~ That’s it. Feels so good.” Inside, she was dying. Pretending to be slutty was hard.

“I can’t hold it anymore!” He pulled down his pants completely and stabbed her. A dick inside her was still a strange experience for Rosé.

She held her groan, trying to act powerfully. The camera was down but the call was probably still on.

“Oh my AhhAHhhhhh!” She faked her groans. “Come on, babe! Harder! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ahhh AHHHH!” Her breasts were fondled roughly and his nails left a bit red marks on them. With his strong arms, he lifted her waist and made her crotch sit on his dick while her upper body was hanging in the air.

He banged.

Until it became overwhelming and Rosé slipped out of his hands. She fell hard. The man pulled her back to him and started pounding her recklessly and kept calling her name. For him, she was a high brand slut, the highest one. So, banging her had a kind of prestige itself that she could brag to other men.

When he was about to cum, she told her to stop. Rosé pulled out and told him to relax. Calmly, she spread his legs wide and sucked his penis, giving a deepthroat while massaging its rod. In no time, he unloaded a thick cum into her throat and she drank it all without dropping a single drop.

It tasted disgusting and if there was no camera, she would already throw up.

Unlike how the others treat their guest, Rosé didn’t let him go after the sex. She let him sleep on her lap, cuddling him like a baby. They stayed like that until the morning came.

With that, Rosé’s worth rose again. If she needed more capital after that round, she would gain a lot easier.

On day four, Rosé didn’t get that significant raise but it was enough. The other three returned from their orgy, looking exhausted. Seemed like they didn’t get a lot of capital compared to what Rosé got.

Day four went in Rosé's favor. Other players kept landing on her hotels and she had become untouchable with owning 80% of the board. Realizing that she probably didn’t need more extra capital, she bought her gown back and played the rest of the day glamorously.

At that late of the game, it wasn’t about capital anymore. Rosé had sealed her win when she succeeded in occupying 70% of the board on the third day. A big move at the right time.

The game reached day 5 with Rosé having a peaceful sleep while the others were busy whoring. It was a matter of survival anyway.

On the fifth day, round 13, the loser had been decided. Yoo Seolhwa got the last place and was dragged somewhere they didn’t want to know. Since then, her name wasn't heard any longer.

It’s a hellish experience but Rosé left the hotel in dignity. Reaching the airport, she boarded her private jet and after the plane departed, she cried a river.

[END]

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THAT ONE TIME: MASSAGE

STARRING: MINJU

That one time…

Couldn’t be more surprised. Never crossed his mind that the one who knocked on the door was his own little sister, Minju. Seeing her in a summer tank top, pastel cardigan, and shorts, was weird.

“What are you doing here?”

“Visiting you, of course, oppa.”

“Yeah? Why?”

“May I come in first? Thanks. I have a schedule nearby and my manager is having an urgent matter so I let him go without me. I remember you live here so I want to chill out, waiting for my manager.”

She sat on an expensive sofa her brother just purchased a week ago. After explaining, Minju took out her phone and played with it and they didn’t talk for a while.

Since Minju looked comfortable, he left her. He worked as a design consultant who was currently working from home. But, something felt wrong.

Uncomfortable, the brother was. Seemed like something was missing, something that he needed to do but it must be awkward to do that. But, he had decided.

“Are you thirsty? You want a coke?”

To her surprise, her brother offered her a beverage. Minju accepted a can of coke with a straw and her eyes expressed her disbelief.

“Thank… You… I guess.”

She wasn’t used to his kindness.

“Are you tired? You want me to massage you?”

“What?”

To her surprise, he offered a massage. Before she could refuse, or it was because she was too late to respond to his offer, his hands were already on her shoulder and started massaging.

“Oppa?”

“Yes?”

“Are you sick?”

“No?”

“Are you in debt?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Strange.”

As far as Minju knew, her brother wasn’t that kind. They were practically strangers even when they were still a kid. He only cared for himself and rarely played with her and since he lived alone, Minju trained to be an idol, also now that she was a celebrity, they rarely met each other.

Let’s just say that he had grown up, finally. After living alone and attending some suspicious spiritual seminars, he cared for his family more. Since they had few chances to meet, he might have had little chance to spend time with his little sister now so he decided to take care of her the best he could to redeem his behavior as an older brother who didn’t care about her.

Minju drank the cola while he massaged her shoulder from behind the sofa. Both were awkward. They weren’t used to being intimate like that.

Still, she felt his sincerity so Minju tried to enjoy the privilege of having a loving older brother she never had. A bit of smirk was created at the tip of her lips.

Her perfume is nice, he thought. I don’t know if she is this big. Compared to my skin, her skin was godly… Shiny. We are brother-sisters, why don't I have nice skin like her, god.

From up there, he was attracted to something. Minju Was wearing a bit loose tank top that let him see her cleavage, and a nipple, the right one. That curve of her cleavage looked erotic. Strangely, he got attracted–maybe because he didn’t date for the last six years.

Meanwhile, Minju who spent her youth training and living as an idol never had a close male figure. That rough skin and a strong squeeze of his fingers intimately felt so good. Even though he was her brother, she got faintly aroused.

They were brother and sister, indeed.

The massage was dope. The pressure his fingers put on her shoulder was on point. Strong but not too strong. Naturally, Minju lifted her chin a bit, and closed her eyes, enjoying the massage while forgetting the obnoxious feeling she felt a second ago.

Sweet spot hit, it felt incredibly amazing. Her mouth gaped and she couldn’t hold it any longer.

“o-o-ooOOOOAAAHHH!” She moaned so cleanly. The massage stopped and Minju was startled. Basically, she just added fuel to their weird awkwardness. So embarrassed.

They went silent.

What have you done, Kim Minju, she cursed herself. How could you think that way? He is your brother and that was a nice brother-sister moment you blew up.

As if nothing happened, the brother kept massaging her. Still, Minju didn’t like that they were quiet. She liked the idea to be closer to her brother–if only that moan didn’t happen.

To break the ice, she offered him her cola. “Oppa, want to take a sip?”

“Maybe a little.”

His face came from behind the sofa, above her shoulder, a few centimeters from her face. Unexpectedly, she was stunned. It never happened before. Well, he was indeed her brother–he was quite handsome. Also, that lips movement when he bit the straw looked a bit sexy. Minju couldn’t let her eyes away from her brother.

Struck by lightning, she was too shocked to move when her brother accidentally met her eyes and stopped, staring at her. Face to face, adoring each other's attractiveness.

“She grows to be this pretty?”

“Is he always this handsome?”

That wet lips on both looked adorable and more importantly, magnetic. Their lips got closer and eventually met. He added pressure forward and Minju held her head steady. Hesitant, she opened her mouth a bit, baiting his manly instinct to take the lead. As soon as she opened her mouth a bit, his lower lips sneaked in and he sucked her upper lip. Gently, they swept their opponent’s lips and ended up sucking each other, trading saliva.

He jumped onto the sofa and moved forward, forcing Minju to lay back, and eventually turned him on top of her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, he is my brother!

Minju thought.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, she is my sister!

He thought.

When she began to feel overwhelmed, Minju didn’t shy away and fought back with her lips. They became aggressive. While he pushed his front body toward her, Minju automatically held him by the waist.

Their kiss broke and their eyes met once again, watching each other breathing heavily. Eyes were shaking, realizing they were doing something forbidden. But, it was too good to stop.

He took off his shirt and Minju took off her cardigan. When they tongue-played once again, he pressed her right breast extremely hard that she moaned inside his mouth.

Progressing, his crotch was between her legs. Minju could feel that sometimes it touched her down there.

Rough hands explored her upper body and she enjoyed his muscular side. Drown in lust, they took off further. She took off her shorts and watched her brother undid his pants.

This is so screwed up, idiot! You need to stop. You don’t want to be laid by your own brother.

Rejecting her sense, Minju helped her brother, pulling his pants while smooching his left nipple. She looked so quite slutty now but when his penis sprung out, and its size was quite big, Minju became timider.

She laid back on the sofa. It was set and irreversible. But, Minju didn’t want to see the process, watching his penis penetrating her vagina. In fear and excitement, she looked at the ceiling. Closed her eyes when the faint pain came and burst out when there was a contraction.

“A-AAHKKKK!” First, he went in slowly yet deep, pulled it pretty clean, then stabbed it hard. He continued pistoning her in static speed and movement, hard and powerful. “IT’S HURT, IT’S HURT!” Minju looked teary and he stopped.

“I-I’m sorry. Minju-ya.”

He thought he messed up, scaring her sister due to his impatience. She was too pretty to be true and it blinded him with lust.

“Slowly…”

“What?”

“Please… Go… Slowly…”

“Alright,” Minju didn’t answer or look at him–too shy for that. Now, he humped slower and Minju enjoyed it.

She gasped quietly. It was mildly painful now he went gentle. The thrill blessed her mind. Then, her brother came for her neck, lip-bite it, and licked it. Later, he came for her breasts, kneading her gentle but hard, sucking at the nipples.

“SSHHHH–O-Oppa!”

“Minju-ya.”

They felt guilty calling their siblings. So, they went quiet and enjoyed the sin. Those smooch on her cleavage, a gentle press on her breasts, a dick that toxicant her sent Minju’s mind swirling. Her world was shaking.

Suddenly, she felt his dick inside trembling. She didn’t know why her brother took it out and stroked it in front of her crotch. Minju looked startled when she was blasted by a thick lump of cum that spread from her pubic hair all the way to her tummy. Another came but spilled on her dick instead.

Minju looked awkward and didn’t know what to do. Like something was missing. Her brother knew what she missed though.

“Try to relax,” he said. Then he put his fingers into her vagina and started fingering. Minju felt a whole different type of excitement when his fingers rubbed on her wall.

“Uhhmmm~”

“Is it good?”

Minju couldn’t talk back and just nodded while biting her lips. She was more reactive than when she was penetrated by his dick, maybe her body preferred something like that.

Something built-up and she didn’t know what it was. Gradually, her crotch became stiffened, and naturally, her butt lifted. After a short fingering, Minju reached climax and burst it out on her brother.

While she was relieved and happy, she became concerned when she saw the cum spot on her brother’s.

“Don’t worry. Can you clean this?” He pointed at his messy dick that was half-coated by his own cum.

Innocently, Minju used her hands and swept the white sticky liquid. “Like this?” She asked. Her brother was laughing. He asked for a blowjob but she mistook it.

“You are cute,” he patted her head and Minju blushed. “Let me clean yours.”

“O-oppa? Why are you going there? It’s dirty. O-oppa-a-aaahhh~” Another weird experience was when his lips kissed her labia and tangoed her inside with his tongue. That gross slurping sound somehow sounded sexy. When her brother pushed forward with his lips, her legs were lifted by the shoulder. Minju could feel him breathing inside her pussy.

Finally, they were done. They were sitting side by side, returning to reality. Minju looked so dumbfounded after what she had done–so did the brother.

In a hurry, she hid in the bathroom and cleaned herself using the sink. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was messy and she looked so tired. Regretting, she slapped her face with both hands at the same time. Dried cum felt faintly sticky on her cheek, she forgot she still had those. That was his brother’s, a school of sperm that could be her cousin if he didn’t shoot it at her.

Minju washed her hand and wore her clothes back. When she got out, she found her brother already in his clothes. They didn’t know what to say or what to do. Indeed, they were siblings, and probably had the same idea: regretting.

“O-oppa, my manager is already around,” she lied.

“Is that so? You need me to take you there?”

“No need. See you later, oppa.”

“Be careful on your way.”

They were apart awkwardly.

[END]

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PROFESSIONAL WORLD: NEGOTIABLE

STARRING: MIYEON

Sitting in an office, accompanied by her manager, Miyeon was reading a revised contract. In front of her, there were the writer and the director. They didn’t talk and it was serious.

“Here,” Miyeon pointed at a clause and both the writer and the director looked at it. The clause was about taking a certain scene that needed Miyeon’s detailed concern. “I think the revised contract is already perfect. I have read the contract and I think the ‘nude’ scene is necessary. Can I ask how far I need to show?” She looked so concerned.

Miyeon had been building her career as an actor for a while. From playing an extra, cameo, web drama, and now she landed a role as a secondary character.

There was this movie about a war between two big cartels that were under a turf war. Miyeon’s character was that elite drug courier from one of the cartels who was actually a spy from the opposition.

The director was famous for his realistic approach. Being cast in such a big project, Miyeon worked hard, practicing between her schedule as an idol-singer.

It was the last window before she was officially cast, signing the contract and if there was a worry, maybe it was the scene where her character actually died. There was a little bit of nudity involved.

The context was that her character was caught ratting the boss she was spying on. She got caught and got dragged to meet him. To give her a shamed death, he raped her and put his gun muzzle into her mouth, teasing her about pulling the trigger while brutally humping her. The scene was to show his brutality.

There was some part of the contract that she suggested change but the most heart weighing part, the clause referring to nudity hadn’t changed. It stated that she needed to at last show the upper part of her body.

“Just as the clause said, the upper part of your body,” said the writer.

“It’s kind of ambiguous so before I sign it, I want to know the limit.”

“Well,” the director spoke, “It’s negotiable.”

“Negotiable?”

“You see, I think you misunderstood that clause when you asked for the revision so we didn’t change it. As you said, it is ambiguous and also, that means there is a room for negotiation, our team left that room for us to decide.”

“So, you mean, you are waiting for my opinion.”

“That’s why me, the director, came directly here to have a conversation with you.”

It was reassuring to hear that.

Miyeon preferred there was no nudity involved at all but since the director, who had created numerous famous works, came there himself to negotiate with her, meaning that it was an important plot, at least in his vision. She didn’t want to be taken as uncooperative. Auditioning for so many roles in the past, Miyeon knew how hard it was to land a role and she didn’t want to miss that big chance.

“So, what do you think?” Asked the writer.

Miyeon looked timid. “Well, can I just show my shoulder… Nude shoulder. Like, from the armpit and above.” She wasn’t sure the director liked the idea. It sounded like Miyeon was being half-assed. If it was another actor, as a newcomer, she would either reject it or do it all the way.

But, surprisingly, he agreed right away.

“From the armpit and above? Alright.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he looked understandable while Miyeon looked grateful after feeling afraid to be recast. “Is there anything that we can revise?”

“No, no, no. It’s already perfect. I want to be part of your cast.”

“What are you waiting for then?” The writer, with a big smile, instigated them to shake hands.

Both were up and shook hands.

“I’m in your care,” said Miyeon. Now, she was officially a part of the movie. That’s a relief. Glad the director honored my opinion, so she thought.

Everything seemed settled.

Fast forward to the last day of shooting, where sensitive scenes usually took place, Miyeon was on the set with the crew. It was a big set inside a studio, a big ass empty room with a jacuzzi near the wall glass showing a green screen that would be replaced with a CGI city’s view from the top floor at night.

The death scene was shot first. Her partner, the boss character, was a senior actor in his 60s.

Miyeon came with a cloth that covered her chest and below. As promised, nude shoulder, a beautiful smooth-looking shoulder, and a tease of her cleavage. She lay on the ground and the senior came on top of her wearing nothing but a towel covering his crotch. The camera came closer, capturing the moment. When the scene began, he gave a little speech while pretending to hump Miyeon–and she acted along. As the tension was at its highest, he pointed a gun at her forehead.

BANG!

No. There was no explosion or something like that. The property only worked as a real gun mechanically but without gunpowder and no sound of it. Later, it would be added through CGI–the shooting effect. Miyeon had her face backing the camera. The practical effect team came and put fake blood around her head where it would be believable then the shoot continued.

The scene ended.

After that, Miyeon cleaned herself and prepared for the next scene. While waiting for the crew to complete the preparation, she practiced the line with him in their respective costumes–Miyeon was in a casual black t-shirt, denim jacket, and a hat while the actor was in a bathrobe. When the time to work hit, they moved to their position: the senior entered the jacuzzi after taking off his robe, wearing nothing while Miyeon was five meters away from him–Miyeon closed her eyes until the actor entered the jacuzzi.

Miyeon’s character was facing the boss who was having a bath alone without his guard. Even from behind, even though he was wrinkled and old, he still had a solid build and was intimidating.

The scene then began.

“You are here? Say something, rat,” the boss sounded calmly angry.

“Whatever I said, you have decided to kill me here and now, right?” Miyeon looked so terrified.

“Indeed, indeed.”

“I’m ready.”

“Are you? If you are, I think you have killed yourself already. Why bother to meet me here to get killed? Because you are afraid to die.” Miyeon was speechless. Eyes shook and teary. The boss enjoyed the fear on her face. It aroused him. “You are frustrated too, aren’t you? Yes, you’ll die… But how?”

They continued the dialog and build-up the tension. By the end of the scene, the boss was angry and aroused at the same time. Then, he ripped Miyeon’s t-shirt, right at the center, vertically, to the point that her breasts were exposed. Naturally, Miyeon covered her chest and was stunned.

She thought it was an improvisation that led to an accident but Miyeon didn’t see that the director stopped the filming.

The boss continued by tossing her hat aside and forcefully taking off her jacket. She got apprehended and was forced to bend. Aggressively, in his character persona, he pulled her trousers down to her knees together with the panties. Now, her butt was exposed too. Then, Miyeon saw him taking off the towel that covered his crotch. Jumping a big dick.

In a panic, more hysterical, Miyeon screamed in fear.

“NOOOOOOO!”

The director finally called the cut.

But, he yelled at her.

“STAY IN YOUR CHARACTER!”

Both the senior and the director looked pissed, everyone was pissed. Seeing none of them looking sympathetic toward her creeped the hell out of her.

Miyeon broke away from the seniors. She got away while covering her assets and approached the director.

“Why didn’t you stop the filming?”

“Why not?”

“I got stripped and almost raped.”

“Yeah? What’s the problem then?”

“IT’S NOT IN THE CONTRACT.”

“Yes, it is.”

“No! You are breaching. IT’S NOT IN THE CONTRACT! IT’S NOTT INN THE CON-TRACT!” Miyeon looked emotional after being sexually harassed.

Both of them were screaming at each other. While Miyeon insisted that the director breached the contract, the director said the opposite.

“IT IS IN YOUR CONTRACT! WE TOLD YOU, DIDN’T WE? THE NUDITY AND THE APPROACH OF THE SENSITIVE SCENE, BETWEEN THE ACTOR AND THE DIRECTOR IS ‘NEGOTIABLE’!”

While the conflict wasn’t resolved and they were behind schedule, the actor grabbed Miyeon from behind, holding her hands on her back.

“W-wait! What are yo—AAHHKKK!” Her entire body shook violently when he penetrated her anus. Miyeon struggled but the man was an old man anyway so it was a matter of time before she could release herself. Still, while holding her, he enjoyed her young and crampy flesh, an extra-tight butt he had ever fuck for decades. Those wrinkly faces looked so satisfied as he humped her a few times before Miyeon succeeded in pushing him away.

Miyeon had a hard time standing as she felt her butt was ripped. She was limpy and scared. To make it worse, she noticed the cameraman was filming her. Yes, she was filmed.

Mad and scared, she was.

“This… This won’t do. I-I want to meet my manager!” In that room, no one was on her side. The manager was waiting in her van in the parking area outside the studio. Since it was a sensitive scene, Miyeon didn’t want him to see the process because she would feel embarrassed.

“Miyeon-ah, you can’t do this. The filming it’s almost over. It’s the last scene. Don’t force me to spread your sex tape just now.”

“You blackmailed me?”

“No. It’s me NEGOTIATING.”

Miyeon tried to run but the crew barricaded her. There was no way to escape.

Seeing the director…

Seeing the naked old senior actor…

Seeing the heartless crew…

Gave her terror.

The crew cornered her on the right side of the set. Miyeon folded herself on the corner, whining, crying, and kept saying that it wasn’t in the contract. Forgot professionalism, she whined like a desperate kid.

“Sir, we are behind schedule,” said one of the crew.

The director looked mad at Miyeon’s uncooperative behavior. Exchanging looks with the senior actor, the director returned to his seat and continued the filming.

Meanwhile, the naked actor grabbed Miyeon’s hand and pulled her up.

“W-wait…” The cameraman came closer.

“Armpit and above, isn’t it?” Said the director.

The actor returned to his character, pushed her down, spread her legs, and went for missionary. Miyeon kept screaming but her mouth was gagged by a fake gun’s muzzle being pushed deep down to her throat–just like in the script.

“Ughh~” tears fell down as she felt his penis penetrate her vagina while being filmed and stared at by the crew. She was raped in the open.

“MIYEON! STAY IN YOUR CHARACTER!” The director madly yelled at her.

Her character was a tough woman while Miyeon was crying like a kid with a splinter in her foot.

“IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT!”

“STOP WHINING! IT’S JUST A SEX. YOU ARE A GROWN-UP, AREN’T YOU?”

The boss changed their position. Now they were reverse cowboys with her facing the camera. Miyeon thought it was a chance to escape but he clawed at her waist hard while stomping her pussy.

The camera didn’t miss any of her tortured expressions. Since the scene was about her character being raped, it was fit as if she was calmer.

Miyeon was thrown into the jacuzzi. Soaked, she looked helpless. The boss joined and continued banging her from behind. Half of their body was submerged. Miyeon was once again being gagged by the gun while the boss smooched her wet neck.

Brought her more helpless, the boss cummed inside her. Miyeon screamed in frustration but it seemed like the director wasn’t satisfied yet because Miyeon couldn’t stay in the character, saying that they would keep filming until she cooperated.

Makeup team came but Miyeon fend them off. She continued crying. Didn’t even bother to cover her wet nude body anymore–they all had seen it anyway, saw it being violated, moving like a slut.

The senior actor came to her and nagged, saying she wasn’t professional. He was blaming her instead, adding the fuel of frustration on her.

Filming continued. The old actor tried his best to have his dick hard again, not exactly work–just half hard. To make it more real, he still wanted to rape Miyeon for real.

She was mentally exhausted and couldn’t overpower him even in his old age. They were having standing sex with Miyeon having a muzzle in her mouth once again. This time, he treated it as if it was his own dick as if Miyeon gave him a blowjob.

The director kept yelling at her to act, and stay in character. Miyeon still denied the reality, couldn’t believe it happened to her. She was ashamed and cursed by the director.

After a few more cuts, Miyeon didn’t have the energy to struggle anymore. She gave up and got her shit together, thinking it wouldn’t be over until she gave them what they wanted.

Finally, she acted.

EPILOGUE

All the misfortune was kept in the dark. Miyeon told her manager and company but the director got powerful people behind him. For about a month, theaters ran her movie.

Miyeon herself couldn’t watch her own movie because it would trigger her trauma. She was mentally unstable right now but she never showed it in public.

Of course, her sex scene only showed her shoulder, but the viewer didn’t know how insidious that crew was. Miyeon got overwhelmed every time she thought about how many people watching her sex scene. She always remembered how she was raped. On top of that, haters called her slutty because of that specific scene.

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DESIRED

STARRING: TAEYEON

Free day and a clear sky, nothing could beat this combination to enjoy life. Jonathan Thona, a TV personality, a teenage Congolese living in South Korea, was a rising star of variety shows and currently enjoying his stardom. As perfect as his situation was, he was kind of down that day. Thus, he decided to go outside, somewhere random, to help himself cheer up.

When he hit the street, a car stopped next to him. The front glass on his side was pulled down and a beautiful girl wearing shade appeared, smiling at him. Shocking him, it was Taeyeon from Girls’ Generation, a celebrity he had a crush on since he was a child.

Jon was supposed to be happy to see her but he wasn’t sure for a reason.

“Annyong Jon~ Where are you going?” She spoke casually.

“Annyeonghaseyo. I want to go somewhere,” he bowed slightly.

“Where?”

“Somewhere quiet.”

“Okay… May I give you a ride?”

“Don’t worry. I can–”

“I know a place.”

“It’s okay. You don’t need–”

“Come on, Jon.”

Even though Jon tried to refuse, Taeyeon still insisted. In the end, he obeyed. He entered the car, on the front seat, next to his crush. Taeyeon was, like, the usual, pretty, wearing a cream-colored shirt and denim skirt. Meanwhile, he was simply in a hoodie and jeans.

Surprisingly, Taeyeon drove far away from the city. After entering the toll road, she opened her window and the breeze hit her face, the blond hair danced in the air. Jon looked mesmerized by the way she looked, fair skin and blond, like a fairy.

“The sky looks so good, right?” Taeyeon said, but Jon didn’t respond. Since he entered the car, he didn’t talk at all even though Taeyeon baited him with some trivia, like talking about the current trendy music, the show she liked these days, etc.

There was a reason why Jon gave her the cold shoulder.

A few days ago, Taeyeon and Jonathan shot an episode of a talk show together. He was invited as a rising star while Taeyeon was promoting Girls’ Generation's comeback. During the talk, the MC asked why Jon looked all shy and he said it was because his favorite celebrity he had liked since he was a child was there, sitting with him: Taeyeon.

When Taeyeon knew that, she went all professional, saying thank you for being a fan, and giving fan services like shaking hands, promising an autograph, a copy of the SNSD and her solo album, and taking selfies together. That felt like the best day of his life.

After the shot was over, Jon wanted to meet Taeyeon once again to say goodbye so he went to her green room.

Jon saw her manager but it seemed he was busy, talking with the writer of the show and he didn’t want to disturb him. Then, he found it strange that there was no one in the corridor, or around. Arrived, and when he was about to knock, he found the door was slightly opened then there was a man’s moan coming from inside the door.

Through the gap, Jon peeked. Something shocked him. It felt like his heart stopped beating and a living spider was inside his stomach.

Taeyeon was giving the producer-director of the show a blowjob. While the producer was still fully dressed, Taeyeon was completely naked, on her knees, with a slutty expression, and a loving look. He was sitting on a chair like a master and Taeyeon was his pet.

The picture Jon saw depicted Taeyeon so lowly, a superstar like her looked so low in front of a mere PD. Looked at how he patted her head and how happy she looked when he did that.

Accidentally, their eyes met. Jon didn’t know what to do and felt so confused. In the end, he rushed out.

Back to the present, they arrived at a quiet beach, very far from the city–hours of driving, alone. After Taeyeon stopped the car engine, she enjoyed the sound of waves and seagulls.

It was quite a long silence. Just like he wanted but maybe it would be better if there was no Taeyeon with him.

“Jon-ie~,” Taeyeon finally said. Her head was half out, enjoying the breeze with the shade on. “Why aren’t you talking? Are you disappointed in me?”

Heart was beating fast and Jon didn’t answer because he was confused. On the surface, it felt like he was disappointed in his idol but there was something else.

“You know, Jon, the entertainment industry today is suck. It has become too political and the idol market is oversaturated. Good songs aren’t enough. Need a ton of gimmicks. There are a lot of younger idols debuting whose music is trendier, dance is more complicated, fancier, more energetic… and they have more gimmicks. Girls’ Generation… We are too old to do all of that now, too busy doing what we like. Our peers haven't survived, a lot of them, even the good ones. But Girls’ Generation does.

“Do you know why, Jon?” Taeyeon pulled his head back to the car.

The teenager shook his head.

“Because we have our own gimmick. Yes, we use our bodies. Do you know how many PD, political figures, writers, and many influential people I fuck? Even I lost count. Well, it’s not only me. Sometimes, it’s another member. We take turns except for our solo gig.”

The air between them became heavy as Taeyeon intensely stared at Jon who looked back at her. She didn’t try to intimidate him but only spitting heavy facts that destroyed the teenager’s dream about her.

But still, no comment from Jon.

“So, Jon, I want to ask you once again, are you disappointed in me?”

Jon still didn’t open his mouth.

Taeyeon had this evil and a naughty smirk on her face.

“Or… Were you actually feeling aroused when you saw me back then?”

“Huh? Hell no! No! That’s hurt.”

“Sorry, sorry, hahaha,” she laughed it off but that surprise and the strong attack were able to make him talk. “Just kidding. I went too far with the joke.”

Again, Jon went into silent mode. He was like an angry kid who didn’t want to talk to her mother–Taeyeon’s guess was spot on.

“So… About that time, Jon…” gently, Taeyeon put her hand on his crotch, right where his penis was. She didn’t continue her say but rubbed his dick instead.

Clearly, Jon knew she wanted to talk about that sensitive topic and how she intended to fix the situation.

Gently, he pushed Taeyeon’s hand away.

“I will not tell anybody… So, you don’t need to bribe me with your body,” his convincing look stared at Taeyeon who went frozen hearing his response.

“You are so kind, thank you. Then, rather than a bribe, let’s say it is my present for your kindness,” sneakily, Taeyeon tried to unzip his jeans.

“No. You don’t need to.”

Jon tried to push her right hand away but Taeyeon was steady.

“I insist.”

“It-it’s wrong.”

Shamelessly, Taeyeon forced her hand to enter his pants through the small gap in the zipper. When she was finally able to grab his penis, she was shocked at how big it was.

“N-nnoona! Stop!” He still tried to pull her hand but since Taeyeon’s hand was small and looked fragile, he didn’t want to use all his strength. Meanwhile, Taeyeon held his dick hard so she wouldn’t be easily pulled away and sneakily gave it a handjob under the pants.

“Jon, relax! Let this unnie do the rest.”

Taeyeon saw the change in Jon’s expression like he had a hard time breathing. The handjob worked. Sex was like a drug and when you felt the pleasure, it was a test. Jon, despite disagreeing with Taeyeon's way, told otherwise. His hands fought no more but hid his uncontrollable face instead. In the end, he didn’t even talk and Taeyeon could hear him gasping behind the big hands.

Meanwhile, Jon’s dick was getting bigger and harder. The way it grew surprised Taeyeon. It became crampy and damp inside like it would rip the jeans and sprung out violently.

She unbuttoned his jeans and let the beast out. Eyes widening, it was almost as long as her arm, thick, full of vigor, primitive, and black. For the last few years, Taeyeon only had small Korean dicks and now that she saw Jonathan’s dick, she felt excited and scared at the same time. Her dull sex life felt like it would be exciting once again.

While her initial plan was to keep Jon quiet about her secret gimmick, Taeyeon felt he just gave him a reason. Her words, her slutty words toward John, now felt more sincere.

After unbuckling her belt, she romantically unbuckled John and at the same time, she descended his seat, like 30 degrees more.

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“Do you like it?” She asked and Jon didn’t answer. He was too overwhelmed and shy. That cute behavior amused Taeyeon.

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“Do you want me to suck it?” Jon shook his head but Taeyeon went anyway, diving her head from the driver seat to his crotch. Even with the biggest hole, she could make with her mouth, his dick still couldn’t fit. She forced it, stretching her lips, challenging its limit before it ripped. Jon groaned as it touched the palate and teeth.

Halfway through, Taeyeon struggled. She felt choked. She decided to step back and then tried again, with a wider gap in her mouth.

Her jaw was hurt.

When finally his glans touched her throat, she forced it to slide deeper. As tough as it was, Taeyeon was forced to align her head since his dick wouldn’t bend.

In the end, she backed off completely. While she slid back, her mouth swept the rod and coated it with her saliva.

*cough* *cough*

There were tears in her eyes. Must be because she was suffocated.

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But, she returned with the handjob.

“Did you like it? (the blowjob)” Jon shook. Taeyeon teased him by licking the tip of his dick and making him moan. “Your dick is amazing. Besides its size, it looks vigorous and especially young,” she sniffed it.

“Stop it, Noona.”

In her eyes, Jon had an inner dilemma. His body enjoyed it but that kind, innocent, and well-taught mind refused it. Maybe that was the confusion Jon had.

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“Which one do you like? Front or back?” Jon didn’t understand her question. He was also busy praying, like he was sinned, asking for forgiveness.

Taeyeon stopped her handjob and pulled off her panties out of her skirt. Then, she climbed on top of him, positioning herself for a ride.

“Ah, shit. I’m scared. I don’t think it will fit,” being honest, she was. It looked so big for her petite figure. But she was up to the challenge and started descending. “Look at me, Jon.” Sultry moving, she pulled up her skirt.

“No, don’t. Noona! I–AHHHH!” Its tip touched her labia. Jon grabbed his hair. It unbelievably felt so good yet disheartening.

Taeyeon gritted as she used her weight to push downward. A quarter of it was inside her and her legs were shaking violently. It was painful but if she lost her standing and free-fall toward that massive dick, she would lose her mind.

“O-OOUUUHHH JON! OOHHH FFFFFFUUUUUUUCK! FUCK, JON! FUCK! I’M SCARED! AHHHHH!” Taeyeon started descending again.

The unbearable pain that was coming, Taeyeon hugged Jon’s head while groaning at the top of her lung. Her breasts were rubbing his face.

“JON! JON! MAKE ME FEEL GOOD! GIVE ME PAIN UP HERE SO I WILL FORGET THE PAIN DOWN THERE. HERE!” Desperately, she took off her top. In reflex, Jon caught her petite body, hands on her waist. The fair-skinned Taeyeon and black-skinned Jon looked so in contrast. “COME ON, JON. SLAP IT! BITE IT! WHATEVER YOU LIKE. I NEED IT.”

Jon lost. He grabbed Taeyeon’s left breast hard, concentrating it at the center, near the nipple to the point it produced a drip of milk. He licked it and shivered Taeyeon to the bone.

Man’s instinct took over. Jon grabbed her hips and forced her crotch to pump his dick. It made Taeyeon scream like bitch. She called his name over and over. It was painful but since it moved at an intense speed, it was numbing and somehow Taeyeon started to enjoy it.

In that crampy space, her head banged the ceiling of her car repeatedly which also gave a distraction from the pain that was unbearable on her pussy.

“JON! JON! JON! JON! JON! OH~ JON! AHHH JON! GIVE ME MORE! AHHH HARDER! JON! SIBAL! FUCK! AHHH AHH! NO. DON’T STOP.”

Entire body was trembling and sweating. She was also hoarse because she screamed too loud and too hard. Jon finally accepted her kiss and even with the kiss, as experienced as Taeyeon was, she was overwhelmed.

“N-NOONA! NOONA! I THINK I WILL–”

“Hush~ I know,” she stopped himself from moving her. Now she was stopping, all the pain came back at once. Taeyeon could barely move but she tried. Slowly, she pulled out from Jon. As soon as he dick out, Taeyeon staggered.

She went down between Jon’s legs, all exhausted. Wide-open, she stroked his dick while pointing its head toward her mouth. The vein moved and it shot a splash. Half of it entered her mouth while the other half hit her nose. It kept coming. Sometimes it shot into her mouth and sometimes it landed somewhere random on her face.

It was rather short and few but still overwhelming. Taeyeon climbed back and hugged Jon, trying to sleep on top of him.

“Oh, Jon~ That was… Fucking amazing,” she sat on her lap while leaning, trying to sleep. Even after that, Jon’s dick was still hard and ready for the second round. It was between Taeyeon’s butt line–she was sitting on it.

“Noona, I–”

“I can’t Jon, sorry. I’m too exhausted. I don’t think I can do another round without losing my consciousness. But, if you still want to do me, please do it after I’m sleeping, okay?”

Taeyeon slept on Jon’s body in the end. Once again, Jon was confused. There was this ecstasy feeling. He couldn’t believe he had sex with his celebrity crush. Deep inside, he felt amazing too.

The next word he spoke made him disbelieve.

“Noona… Can we ride again, next time?”

“Sure, Jon. Sure…” Taeyeon was delirious.

[END]

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GRAY AREA

STARRING

(RYUJIN, SHIN)

A loud voice called for Ryujin who was resting in her room. Recently, she just returned from promoting with ITZY for the latest comeback and before she prepared for the next comeback, she wanted to take some days off to rest in her parents’ house.

“Ryujin! Shin Ryujin~”

“Comin’ I’m coming, Mom. Don’t need to yell that loud.”

From the second floor, she appeared, walking fast to the kitchen, where the voice came from. Her mother was preparing some foods and putting them into containers before putting them all in a bag.

“What is it?”

“I want you to deliver kimchi and some side dishes for your brother.”

“Don’t want to. He can take it himself.”

“You know he is too busy to come now since he got a new job. It is a crucial period for him.”

“How busy can he be? His job doesn’t require that much dedication to forget visiting you and Dad.”

“Busy. He is busy. Just, do me a favor.”

Pissed, Ryujin asked her mother to wait. She returned to her room and dressed in a simple gray hoodie and jeans. Then, she returned, took the small insulated food bag, and then took off.

Ryujin’s brother had moved from their parent's house because of his job. Since he lived alone, he became distant from his parents. Whenever they visited, he was eager to make them leave.

Her relationship with him was quite close. In fact, he was dominated by Ryujin. Once, she found there were countless erotic pictures on his phone. Ryujin always knew he was quite a pervert and that was why she got a gist that his phone would be a catch. It wasn’t because she was worried but she just fought a lot with her brother–and won most of the time. Simply, she just wanted to mess with him. Ryujin then used the information to blackmail him to do all the house chores their mother gave Ryujin.

That was the story before Ryujin became a trainee at JYP Entertainment and lived in a dormitory with her teammates. Now, she was a celebrity who was busy with all kinds of activities. Thus, she didn’t have much time to spend with her parents. They looked old and lonely without their children.

Now, she got a chance to meet with her brother and she would like to try to talk some sense into him. Since she used to dominate her brother, she had the confidence that she would succeed.

After taking the bus for about an hour and a few minutes walking, she arrived at his unit on the tenth floor of a high-rise apartment.

Ryujin pressed the intercom.

“Oppa! It’s me Ryujin. Open the door.”

No response.

“Oppa! Mom, cook your favorite side dish!”

Still, no response.

“Ya! Feces face! Open the door before I hit you, scumbag!”

Her fuse was off.

“This asshole dare to ignore me?” Her brother never told even their parents his door code but Ryujin was quite close with him and could guess his favorite combinations.

In a single try, she succeeded.

“It’s still his ex's birthday. What a loser.”

Confidently, she entered the unit.

What she found right when she entered was his favorite jacket he even wore when he went to work. It pissed her off because it meant that he was indeed in his house.

“Oppa!”

If it was just to give the food, she would leave it inside his refrigerator but since she wanted to talk with him, she became thorough. Ryujin wanted to check every room there but she got a clue where he would probably be.

On the corner, she realized that his room was wide open and there was a dim reflection of video on the door's surface. Maybe he is watching something.

“Ya! Scum! Are you there? Didn’t you hear me?” leisurely, she vented her anger while approaching the room.

As she got closer, she heard weird sounds, something like squicky. When she was there, Ryujin was shocked to the point she dropped the bag. She caught her brother masturbating on a video on his laptop.

“WHAAAT THE FUCK??” She was pretty loud but her brother wore headphones that reduced noise around him almost to nil so he couldn’t hear Ryujin. Catching her brother bottomless and stroking his genitals was already disgusting but she found something more shocking. “WWWHHHAAAAAAT THE FUUUCCCCKKKK!!” He was jerking off Ryujin's fancam. “THIS FUCKER! YA!!!”

In a flash, she picked the bag back, ran to her brother, and hit his head as hard as she could–the container inside was made from tin.

BANG!

“WHAT THE FU–” the sting on his head somehow went away when he turned around and saw his little sister with a devilish expression.

“YA! SCUMBAG-SSI!”

“Ryu-Ryujin-ah~” He hurriedly closed the Youtube video.

“MOVE… BEFORE I SLIT YOUR PENIS.”

Being quite a tomboy, Ryujin scared her brother since they were kids. Indeed he was being caught, but he didn’t want to be ashamed further so he didn’t want to move from his seat.

But it was all futile. Ryujin kicked the gaming chair he sat on and made him fall to the floor. She conquered the table and the laptop. Once again, she opened YouTube and checked his history. Found an endless video of lewd fancam–an edited fancam that focused on female idols’ assets. It wasn’t just her fancam, but many of her peers and even her teammates.

How can I face them now… She thought.

“WHAT A HOBBY YOU HAVE, SCUMBAG. IS THIS YOUR NEW HOBBY? JERKING OFF OF YOUR OWN LITTLE SISTER?”

“Come on. It’s not only you.”

Ryujin was standing while her brother was kneeling on the floor. Their relationship now was like a judge and a defendant.

“DOES THAT MATTER? DON’T TELL ME YOU RARELY VISIT OUR PARENTS BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO BUSY WITH YOUR HOBBY?”

“No. Of course not.”

“Don’t lie to me. I know when you lie. I know your tone will suddenly drop when you lie.”

They were arguing but Ryujin was more dominant and eventually won the argument. She told him about their parents' condition while commenting on his lewd hobby that kept making her shudder.

“Fuck it. I don’t care about your hobby but please visit Mom and Dad, alright.”

“O-okay. I’ll visit them… Frequently.”

Yes, she got his word but she didn’t believe him. Ryujin thought she needed to do more to make sure her brother would keep his word.

“If… You don’t visit mom and dad… More often… I’ll tell Mom about this.”

“But, Mom and Dad already knew it. Once she caught me. Just like you did.”

“What?? I didn’t know that.”

“Of course. She took it as a natural instinct for a man.”

“So, she knew you were masturbating on my video?”

“Not that one. You will tell them that too?”

“Of course not. They will get a heart attack if I tell them.”

“Wait?” He realized something and got up from his kneeling stance. “Do you not trust me?”

“Of course. When did I ever completely trust you.”

“You disappoint me.”

“You disappoint more.”

“How could you not trust your own brother,” in fact, since he got caught, he felt guilty and really wanted to fulfill what his little sister demanded but now he found out she didn’t trust him, things became more complicated. “It stings.”

“Because you never act like one.”

“I always act like one. It’s just you who was overly tomboy and always had things against me.”

They verbally fought like they always did. The topic became astray the longer they fought. Like, they complained about every last minute they became brother and sister in life.

Realizing that in his sister's eyes, he had always been disgusting, he didn’t feel any shame anymore. He wanted to punish her and thus he proposed something.

“Alright. I will visit Mom and Dad at least once a week if you fulfill my wish,”

Abusing each other verbally would never end and Ryujin realized it too. She wouldn’t see her brother in the same way ever again and it seemed like it was impossible to change him. At least, she could make her brother visit their parents frequently.

“Spill it.”

Bravely, then, he whispered his wish in Ryujin's left ear. After telling her what he wanted, Ryujin couldn’t stop shivering.

“YOU WANT ME TO WHAT? YOUR BRAIN IS SCREWED!”

“Take it or leave it.”

“YA! I’M YOUR SISTER! S-I-S-T-E-R! HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO DO THAT?”

“I never really see women from their faces. I only look up for the bodies.” To be honest, he really did. If he overlooked the fact that Ryujin was his sister, she had a body to die for, the one he loved to touch.

“FUCK! FUCK! NOW I CAN’T STOP IMAGINING. FUCK! IT’S DISGUSTING. YOU ASK THIS BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T WANT TO VISIT MOM AND DAD, RIGHT?”

“No comment. If you are not up to it, then, go home.” There was no regret if Ryujin rejected the idea because he himself questioned his proposition that came due to the uncontrollable rage but seeing Ryujin’s disgusted face, imagining the thing really happened made him happy.

Meanwhile, Ryujin felt defeated… Almost. Since she hated her brother now, she didn’t want to lose. Yes, she took it as if his brother just didn’t want to visit the parents and proposed something ridiculous she couldn’t fulfill. It became a competition whose pride was tougher.

“Who said I will back off.”

“The fuck? You are willing,” he was dumbfounded by her sudden confidence.

“Bring it on.”

“Are you sure?” He questioned her conviction while Ryujin thought he wanted to scare her and pulled her decision.

“Of course. But, you better promise me that…”

“I know. I know. But, you will not regret it, right?”

Shyly, Ryujin nodded.

“Alright. Wait here.”

He ran outside for a while and Ryujin waited alone. When he returned, he had this 10th-grader school uniform–he showed it to Ryujin.

“You want me to wear this?”

“Just take it as if it is my fetish. I got it from my neighbor.”

“Is it even fit for me?”

“Pretty sure it is.”

“Wow, you really go all out.”

Again, Ryujin thought her brother schemed to make her pull out her decision. But, she became more competitive eventually. She grabbed the uniform and entered the bathroom to change.

He still wondered why his sister suddenly became obedient.

Wait. He waited. Sometimes he felt nervous, sometimes guilty.

Finally, Ryujin came out and it made his jaw drop. Ryujin appeared in a tight school uniform, so tight that it showed her body shape. The skirt basically didn’t cover anything, exposing her underwear. Especially the chest part, it was so tight that her breasts almost burst out.

“Do I really need to wear this? I can barely breathe.” Ryujin looked so annoyed but her brother didn’t respond. He was busy staring at her body. She didn’t believe her own brother was ogling at her. Ryujin was known for her toned body from the hard training she had been through. Yuck~ Don’t stare at me like that.

“Alright. For the finishing,” he gave her 2 hair ties and told Ryujin to tie her long black hair into a twin tail. As a tomboy, transforming into a cutie damaged her pride.

Her brother was too absorbed to say anything anymore while Ryujin was too annoyed to say anything anymore. She still didn’t believe what she was gonna do.

Crawling onto his bed, Ryujin laid on her back, facing the ceiling. Her expression made it look like she had surgery. Following her, the brother crawled, pantless and penis swinging left and right.

Having her brother on top of her made Ryujin disgusted. She wrinkled her face as if she stepped on shit. It annoyed him but exploring her body took priority.

Gently, he touched her waist. It was firm and tight. Then he went up and grabbed her breasts, fondling the surface of the uniform.

Ryujin looked like she was about to puke. She closed her eyes as she couldn’t hold on watching her brother grope her.

Slowly, she unbuttoned the uniform, just the top four buttons. It snapped quickly as it couldn’t hold her breasts. Sneaking his left hand, he fondled her right breast. Thumb and pinkie pressed it to the center. It jiggled perfectly beautifully. After teasing her by pulling it upward, he dropped it back. Nipple was between his middle and index finger while they clawed it deep into her breast. Softly, then, he twisted her nipple.

Ryujin couldn’t let herself groan. Quietly, she just hissed as she felt it annoyingly arousing. Her body couldn’t stop trembling as she remembered that it was her own brother who was groping her.

After that, he went down, touching her legs. It was smooth and thick. The skirt was useless but he didn’t want to take it off as it completed the look.

The brother went lower to her right foot. Ryujin suddenly felt something soft was put between her big toe and pointer toe. Realizing it was his brother’s penis, Ryujin was panicking inside.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! That fucker! It’s really his penis. Oh my god, why does it get bigger and bigger?

Calmly, he fucked Ryujin’s toe. Ryujin’s expression couldn’t be much worse. She wouldn’t forget about that awful experience.

Moved up. He humped Ryujin’s calf before clamping his dick between the calf and the thigh. He humped as if he fucked.

Groaning out loud, he made Ryujin extremely uncomfortable, causing nausea. Keep it low, will you! Ryujin was like a deer being skinned on the table, yes, her position was. While he was at it, he fondled her breast once again.

“Alright~” he sounded happy. Ryujin felt him lying next to her. Following his lead, she changed her position to log. After that, he put his dick between her thighs. It was quite hard to pass through so he lifted the left one a bit. It felt annoyingly ticklish and hot at the same time. A woman’s body might react to it if she was baited and Ryujin wasn’t an exception.

Not enough with raping her legs, he went under her underwear and squeezed her butt cheeks. Gradually, he went forward and touched her labia.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! I warn you!”

“Chill! I am a man of my word.”

What happened for the next two minutes was quite anti-climactic. While Ryujin had adapted to the obnoxious position, the brother became quite bored. Being limited made it boring. He wanted more but he was afraid of his sister.

Still, man's instinct prevailed.

Bit by bit, he raised her dick and was humping her legs. Up, up, up, up until finally it touched her underwear.

“Gosh, ya!”

“Our promise is anything but penetrating, right? I haven’t crossed the line. Just gray area.”

Between her legs and pussy, in the middle, through thin underwear, she could feel the meat slicing through, touching her labia. That fucker! I can feel his penis!

Ryujin made a fist as she became nervous like he could put his penis on anytime now. She still thought it was her brother’s idea to make her lose the competition while actually he just had his fun. Groping Ryujin’s body felt amazing. It was tight and soft.

It was enough for him, in the beginning. Human greed knew no limit. Being pitted by Ryujin’s thigh, slicing through her labia, bumping on her ass cheeks, all that felt amazing. He wanted more, but he held himself. Instead, he thought of a way to make it more arousing.

Suddenly, she asked Ryujin to change into doggy style, and then just like before he put his penis between her thigh and labia. Now, he humped as if he penetrated him. Ryujin realized her brother’s movement had become wider and stronger. He slammed his crotch onto her butt, pushed her forward.

But, he wanted more. He ripped her underwear and had a nice view of her anus breathing.

“HEY! YOU ARE TESTING MY LIMIT!”

“Relax! It’s still in our agreement.”

“The agreement is too lenient and you are abusing it. Don’t stare at my butt!”

Ryujin felt so humiliated. Her face was bright red because now there was nothing between her pussy and her brother’s penis.

And just as she thought, a man couldn’t be trusted, even if he was her brother. Suddenly, she felt her crotch being ripped. Her brother eventually put his penis into her.

“YA!!! YOU WANT TO DIE?? PUT IT OUT!” Her eyes shot laser and her feet were struggling to kick him but he locked them with his hand. Ryujin was hopeless. “LET ME GO SCUMBAG! AHHH AHHH LET ME GO!”

For a while, her bottom felt numb because of the penetration. It felt hurt and burning. Every time he pushed it all the way inside, her mind went blank.

Ryujin was like a dog who chased her tail. With only the upper part of her body, she crawled around, trying to reach her brother but he moved too, circling around so that she couldn’t reach him. Ryujin’s pose was super awkward.

As his dick spent more and more inside her pussy, Ryujin gradually became sensitive. She started sweating badly. Seeing his sister weakened, he then turned brave to come and grope her breasts. Almost blundered, he saw her hands flying toward him but then he locked them with his hand.

Still, another blunder happened.

Ryujin hit his nose with the back of her head. It created a gap for Ryujin to be able to kick her brother down from the bed.

“ARE YOU CRAZY! YOU REALLY PUT IT INSIDE? YOU WANT TO DIE? O-OUCH!” She was shouting; she was angry, and her pussy felt stung.

Her brother didn’t say anything and it annoyed the hell out of her. Ryujin chased him and started beating the shit out of him for real. He was bleeding and bruised.

“Alright! Alright! I’m sorry. If you let me do one thing, I will do your demand,” he said while being beaten by his sister.

“You think I will trust you?”

“Just once! Let me cum on you. I will visit Mom and Dad. Saturday and Sunday! I promise.”

Ryujin remembered her parents and stopped her beating. His life was saved.

“Fine. I will give you two minutes. If you don’t cum, I will slit your penis.”

“O-okay. But, I want to cum in your mouth; I want you to drink it.”

“YOU DEMAND MORE?”

“That’s final.”

“Fuck! Fine.”

Furiously, she pulled her brother up and told him to start stroking his penis. Then, Ryujin was on her knees. His penis was just five centimeters away from her nose. Her eyes trembled as she was staring at it up close. It was shaking and precums started leaking.

Instinctively, Ryujin opened her mouth. A second later, he burst a load of cum and only half of it entered her mouth while the rest was splattered on her face. It felt hot and sticky but at last, it ended–Ryujin thought.

Ryujin felt disgusted after she drank it all but her brother asked her to drink more, drink the cum that was still leaking from his glans. Before it dropped to the floor, Ryujin opened her mouth wide and licked it up to her glans.

Her mouth touched his penis and Ryujin looked angry.

“Fuck! I touched it! Fuck!”

“You can as far as to give me a blowjob.”

“Don’t push it!”

That night became their darkest secret. Even though she was humiliated, she was still able to make her brother visit her parents on the weekend. With that, his relationship with his mom and dad got better but their parents were confused that the relationship between the siblings turned the worst.

[END]

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DAUGHTER'S CONCERN 4

STARRING

(JOOHYUN, BAE a.k.a IRENE)

Eyes closed. Nothing to see. Somehow, Irene felt a weirdness, a terrible one. Like, as if she was breathing underwater when there was no air there, breathing with water, flooding her lungs with seawater, corals, and cute little fishes. But, she couldn’t let the water out in the same way she breathed in. As her lungs capacity almost reached the maximum, she felt suffocated. Her body was stiffened. When she wanted to scream, more water came in. Irene felt like she wore an extremely tight corset.

When those accumulated and reached the apex, Irene pushed the water in her lungs downward with all her might. At the same time, she opened her eyes and woke up on a stranger's bed. Eyes wide opened, Mouth gasping, body arcing.

She fell, trying to catch her breath, and process the situation. It was a small bed in a small room. Irene found herself pantless and her t-shirt was stretched all over the place, almost torn up, revealing her cleavage. The shocking part was that she wasn't shocked.

How many times do I need to wake like this?

Looking at the time, she stood up. After ditching her t-shirt, she walked naked to the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, she saw her face full of fresh cum. She hated when it happened. A bit of rage and shame, she washed her face, leaving the room with a pretty face.

Wearing another t-shirt and shorts, she left the underwear. All the underwear she had was still in the laundry.

Her nipples and cameltoe were on display. Irene was all blushed while appearing like that. There was not much choice since all the clothes she had was in a small trunk she brought from the dorm. Anyway, she entered the small kitchen and started cooking breakfast.

The front door was opened and a man wearing a jogging suit entered, her manager. Irene didn’t bother to welcome him. Seeing Irene’s appearance put a smile on him. Casually, he stepped into the kitchen and then took out a carton of milk from the fridge. While his eyes weren't away from her, he drank a lot and then stored a lot in his mouth. He grabbed Irene’s head and gave her a kiss, channeling the milk into her throat.

It was suffocating as she was in a weird position. She pulled her mouth with rage.

“I’m cutting onions. Stop. It’s dangerous,” didn’t want to look at him, Irene focused on her cooking.

“Sorry. Can’t hold myself if you appear like this.”

“This morning… Did you do it?”

“Yes. I have morning wood.”

“Please, stop doing that. It gives me nightmares every time you do it.”

“Do what? Something like this?”

“OOUUCHH!” Irene was shocked when her butt was squeezed. She cut her middle finger–a small cut. When Irene put her finger to suck the blood, the man went down and kissed her cameltoe. He used his face to push upward and lift Irene a bit. Meanwhile, Irene was disturbed when his nose poked at her crotch. She could feel him breathing between her legs. “Uuuughh!” She groaned as she sucked her finger.

“What a good smell.”

“Please don’t do that ever again. Look! I got a cut!” Her face looked scary as she was mad.

“Ouh, let me see,” the man pulled her hand and saw the cut. It was still bleeding. Rather than sympathy, he got a wicked idea. Grabbing her whole left hand, he forced Irene to give him a hand job. She was shocked when he suddenly took out his erected penis and forced her fingers to wrap it.

A very small amount of blood painted the dick, spread thin all over the surface. Just by looking at it, Irene felt crept all over. This guy is sick.

If only she didn’t be careless, sending her masturbating video while calling her father. Irene had tried to delete the message and video but somehow her manager could recover and used them to blackmail her.

“I need to cook. We are going to be late. We still need to fetch the other members… Dad.”

Now, he was her new “daddy”.

“Well, I am having my breakfast right now,” she was talking about Irene. Meanwhile, the girl herself just stared blankly at the wall behind the man as if she was used to the situation.

“It looks delicious,” he undressed her.

“The meat is tender,” he fondled her.

“Juicy,” touched her pussy.

“Seriously. We are going to be late. The producer will be mad at us again. Let’s breakfast!”

“You eat yours… I’ll eat mine,” the man took out a bread he bought from a convenience store he passed while he was jogging–half-eaten–and forced it into her mouth. At the same time, he put his dick into her while squeezing her breasts.

Irene had a hard time chewing the bread. Sometimes she was choked. But the man kept feeding her. The bread was vanilla custard and had a lot of it. Due to the chaotic way of their makeout, Irene couldn’t properly eat and the custard spilled out from her mouth, making a line under the right part of her lips, and it looked like cum.

***

Afternoon, after a lot of recording sessions, the team stopped in a rest area. Irene was alone in the van since she didn’t have an appetite. Seulgi asked her to come with them to eat but she felt she needed a break. She was together with her manager for almost the whole month and she got a chance to be alone since the team and he was having lunch. Kindly, Wendy bought her some bread. Luckily, she didn’t notice Irene’s smile was bitter. Wendy just didn’t know what happened that morning, the history with a cum bread.

Irene looked bored. Usually, she would play with her phone but that morning she was shocked to find out that her wallpaper was a close-up picture of an ugly penis with her sucking it casually. What a psycho.

All day, she was afraid if someone else saw it so she rarely used her phone that day. If only she could change it but the manager demanded she kept her phone that way.

Suddenly, the door opened and the manager appeared.

“Staring at my dick too much, aren’t you?”

“I wasn’t,” Irene sounded sour.

“Anyway, come out of the car. You make it obvious that you are in trouble. Everyone is worried.”

“Fuck off,” she looked pissed since he was the trouble. “Try getting fucked every five minutes.”

Yes, the manager’s libido was weird. Irene wondered how he could get hard almost anytime he liked. How could he get aroused so easily? Coz, every time he did, Irene was fucked, even when his cum was dried out.

But, what annoyed her the most was the fact that she got too used to his dick. Being humped by him was her daily task. Even when she hated it, her body reacted differently. If her body had separated her mind, it would already be brainwashed. Irene could tell it felt exhilarating to be violated sexually by the manager. Irene was afraid she had turned crazy already.

“Anyway… Joy’s clothes are a bit revealing today. I accidentally bumped with her and felt her breasts softly pressed against my belly. Now, I am aroused. Joohyun-ya, let’s do it.”

“Again? How many times has it already?”

“Oh, come on.”

“We are in a public space!”

“We’ll do it in the car.”

“The member can barge in anytime.”

“I’ll make it quick.”

“I don’t like it when you are going rough.”

“Come on. You like it.”

The last word he uttered ticked her. Irene then left the car deliberately, avoiding the manager.

“Hey, where are you going?”

She thought he wouldn’t dare to do anything strange in public. How wrong she could be.

“Unnie, you are here,” Seulgi looked happy to see Irene join them in having a meal.

“It’s lonely inside the car.”

“Right? You should join us. Here, eat with us,” Wendy offered Irene her toppoki.

“No, thanks. I’ll just sit and waaaatttchh!” Irene was startled when the manager bumped into her back and poked her butt with his crotch. Suddenly attacked by his dick creeped out of her.

“Oppa! Be careful,” Joy jokingly nagged him.

“Sorry. I’m too focused on my phone.”

Irene was boiling inside but contained it perfectly.

The seat was spread in four directions of the table. Joy and Wendy sat together on the south, Yeri was alone on the west, and Seulgi too on the east. Irene wanted to sit next to Seulgi but the manager secretly pulled her long jeans from behind and told her through his eyes that she should sit with him.

So, be it. They sat together.

Irene forgot how obnoxious her manager could be. He almost never wore pants inside his house and it hurt her eyes to see his swinging dick all the time. She didn’t know what else he would pull if she didn’t cooperate.

“Ah, oppa, here’s your ice tea,” Yeri gave him a fresh cup of apple tea.

“Thank you, Yeri–” naughty, he spilled the tea on Irene’s long jeans, specifically her crotch.

“Omo!” Joy and Seulgi reacted.

“Oppa! Why are you so reckless,” Yeri yelled. Irene didn’t say anything and just felt her pussy being all cold. When she looked at his face, he looked all horny watching Yeri going down between her legs and sweeping her crotch with tissues.

“Yeri-ya, that’s enough,” Irene stopped the dongsaeng and told her to sit back. I can’t let him fantasize about you.

“Ottoke!” Wendy whimpered. “I wish I brought a jacket to cover your pants.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, here. I have a jacket,” said the manager. While the others appreciated him, Irene felt uncomfortable.

Still, it would be weird if she refused his help–so she thought. So, she stood up, back against the member. Meanwhile, the manager kneeled in front of her and tied his jacket to cover the wet area. Having his head on the same level as her crotch made Irene worried. It brought her back to the moment she had in the past weeks when his mouth ate her pussy.

When he was done and stood up, Irene saw a chance to talk with her for a brief moment. So, she whispered.

“I will give you a handjob so stop your antics.”

Hearing that made him smile.

Both sat back and the man carefully unzipped his pants. When he was about to take out his dick, Irene stopped him and mouthed “are you insane?”

The last thing she wanted was that if people or the members saw it, or worse, the paparazzi caught them and she ended up paying them with her body too.

So, calmly, Irene put her right hand into his pants, wrapping it with her delicate fingers, gently stroking while she had a conversation with the other members. The manager dropped his phone deliberately and sent a signal through his eyes for Irene to pick it up. Irene went down and when her face was close to his crotch, he pulled her head and rubbed Irene’s face with his dick came out. Struggling with his erected dick slithering around her face, Irene tried her best to break out while making no sound.

Of course, the manager knew it was dangerous so he couldn’t hold her for long down there. With his mercy, Irene was out of that annoying position. She rose from under the table as if nothing happened–she didn’t even pick up the phone–while being mad at the same time. Her hand returned to his pants, serving her daddy.

“It’s not working,” he whispered.

“Of course… Of course…” Irene looked annoyed.

“Meet me in the van.”

“Last time we did it there, Seulgi almost caught us.”

“Anywhere is fine.”

“It’s crowded here.”

“Let’s go somewhere and make it not crowded.”

“What are you whispering?” Joy suddenly asked.

“N-nothing. I just asked oppa to accompany me buying something.”

“I can help you.”

“No. You don’t need to. Just finish your meal. Come on, oppa,” before Joy changed her mind, Irene put his dick back and they walked very fast, leaving the other girls.

Looking around with anxiety, Irene found a young guy with an old car that just arrived in the rest area. Irene confidently pointed at him.

“We’ll use his car.”

“Why?”

“He drives an old car and he is around 25. The car isn’t an antique car or has any historical value. It’s probably because he is subjectively poor. Maybe it’s his father's car. Pay him. He’ll probably not refuse.”

Both approached the guy in the parking area. For Irene, she covered her mouth and nose with the sleeve of the jacket she used to hide her wet pants.

She let him confront the young man and just like she expected, the deal was smooth. They rented his car. Both went to the backseat. Her manager wanted Irene to do a cowboy thing but since the windows there weren't tinted, the risk to be exposed was great.

“Just, finish it quickly.”

“Oh, so you don’t worry I’ll go rough.”

“As long as it ends fast,” doing it in a car without tinted windows worried Irene so much. She took the initiative to help her manager take off his clothes, something she rarely did, and it made him excited. Irene only took her pants and then went on top of him lying flat. After putting his dick inside her pussy, Irene hid her face next to his face.

“Hey.”

“What?”

“That young man is staring at your ass from the outside.”

“F*ck. I know it.”

“Should I kick him?”

“Let him be. Just make it fast.”

“Lucky him getting a freebie. Here, a bonus for you, boy,” Irene felt embarrassed when he stretched her ass for the young man.

“Stop it.”

“No. I want to flex my girl.”

“I’m not your girl.”

“Look! His face! Hahaha he is so aroused. Should I tell him you are a celebrity?”

“You want to die?”

Their conversation stopped and the man concentrated on drilling Irene’s pussy. She tried her best to not groan since people outside could hear them. Holding his hump was already humiliating but imagining that young man staring at her bouncing ass brought the embarrassment 10 times stronger.

“Where’s unnie go?”

“Stop,” Irene recognized that voice.

It was Yeri.

“What did she want to buy again?”

And Wendy.

Repeatedly, Irene told her manager to stay still but he won’t listen. The tension due to them hiding made the sex all great. He liked teasing her so he wanted to see her trying to hold herself.

Irene was so stressed when she felt her nipple was pinched hard. What's worse, he put his dick in her anus. Irene gritted as she held the pain.

Yeri and Wendy were still around.

The boy couldn’t help but jerk.

Trapped in a car without AC in the middle of summer with its heat.

The whole situation was so stressful.

***

Noon on the same day. Both Irene and her manager were naked on the balcony. What else? They fucked. Irene had half of her body passing the rail. Her breasts were flapping vertically, trying her best to not fall from the 7th floor. The heat made them sweaty all over their bodies. His grip on her waist slipped over and over, making him claw it hard with his nail that hurt her. Irene’s hair was tied prettily, strong enough to not be undone with the sheer strength of his gallops. Rusts on the rail added fuel to her rage of annoyance and they were rubbed on her legs and tummy. In total, they had fuck seven times.

Her body reacted harmonically with his roughness. Conflicted, it liked his dick while her mind cursed at him. His chubby appearance and naughty behavior disgusted her–if he was handsome even a bit Irene would cope better.

Suddenly, both of them lost their balance and fell, but it didn’t stop him from grinding her.

They went inside.

Irene was thrown to the living room where the big ass TV showed the re-run of their performance in a music show. Her body, then, rubbed against the screen. He paused right at the end of the performance when Irene became the ending fairy, showing her entire face all tired–almost the same compared with her current expression, but different context.

At that time… The front doorbell rang.

“Ah, it must be them.”

He pulled out and left Irene trying her best to stand on her feet, trying her best to not fall unconscious.

That was the bell of a nightmare.

The manager had three favorite juniors from the time he served in the military. Even though he didn’t tell the whole secret, he told them that he had Irene under his control. He would share her, let them fuck her as much as they wanted.

Irene could predict what will happen to her for the next hours.

“Hey, what are you doing? Open the door.”

Without replying, Irene stood up and reached the door. She didn’t even check the intercom and went straight open the door.

“J-joohyun-ie?”

“D-dad?”

The nightmare was worse than she expected.

Appearing all sweaty and exhausted and naked in front of her father, both were speechless.

“Oh, Joohyun-dad?”

Adding that, the manager came naked too.

“You two… What are you?”

Irene didn’t know how to react or answer him, she didn’t even dare to cover her erotic body. At that time, the manager took control.

“I’m sorry, dad,” it was the manager who spoke, and Irene’s father was shocked that the manager called him “dad” with affection. “We aren’t trying to hide it… We are dating.”

“Y-yes. We are,” unexpectedly, Irene went along. It was the most plausible excuse they had.

Did he invite my dad here?

“I-I was trying to visit your dorm. Your mom asked me to deliver the apples your grandfather harvested. You weren’t there and the other girls don’t know where you live recently. I came here to ask your manager but what I found is THIS?? Forget dating, you both appear like this?”

“Ah, we are expecting some guests.”

“Guest? What? Are you two doing orgies?” Both Irene and her manager couldn’t answer, “IT’S TRUE?”

“Dad, let me explain,” the manager tried to control the situation.

“I AM NOT YOUR DAD! IT MUST BE YOU! YOU INFLUENCE HER!”

“No. It’s Joohyun’s idea. She begs me to invite my friend to have fun.”

“She what?” Both Irene and her father sent a death glare. They looked similar. There was no doubt they were parent and daughter.

Moving from her manager, the father glared at Irene. She wanted to deny it but as long as the manager had the video, he ruled.

“Y-Y-YYYYYEEESSS,” she almost cried when she basically confessed she had become a sex maniac. It almost gave her father a heart attack and in his old age, it was quite serious.

“Oh, my heart.”

“D-dad! DAD!!”

Fortunately, Irene could hold him before he collapsed. With the help of her manager, she brought him to his bed.

In a hurry–she didn’t have the chance to dress back and run around naked–she brought him a glass of mineral water.

They went silent.

Waiting until his condition got better.

Irene sat next to him while the manager stood behind her.

“W-why?” he weakly asked.

“Because of you,” the manager looked sad but Irene knew what was behind that look.

“DON’T!” Irene looked extremely pissed.

“What do you mean?” It was too late. The father was curious already.

“I know what happened between you two.”

If her father wasn’t there, Irene would run to the kitchen, bring two knives, then stab his ball.

“Alright. Stop.”

Irene tried.

“No, no, no. Go on.”

But the father didn’t want to.

“All the fun both of you have made her addicted.”

“That’s a lie!” At that time, Irene didn’t care about the video anymore. But it didn’t stop the manager from continuing to keep spelling the lies. When Irene was about to stop him, the father stopped her.

He was so firm that he wanted to know the truth.

“And, when you stayed away from her, she had a relapse. She kept masturbating and when it wasn’t enough, she came to me, seducing me.”

His lie made Irene feel filthy.

“So, we hooked. At first, I didn’t know why she behaved like that. She kept calling me ‘daddy’ when we were having sex. Until, one day, she said the reason while she was drunk.”

“Dad, it’s a lie!”

“Now, we are officially dating. Being said, we are a thing just for fun. Irene asks me to fuck several times a day.”

“Dad, it’s a lie!”

Irene was about to cry when she saw her father’s eyes. She could tell he didn’t believe her. It would be easier if she could tell him to blackmail her but knowing him, it would burden him more. He almost died just know knowing his daughter became a sex addict–even though it was a lie–and if he knew she was blackmailed, he might surely die.

Desperately, Irene kissed him. A deep, passionate kiss.

“Honey,” from his voice, Irene knew he wanted to tell her that it was an inappropriate situation.

“Please, trust me.”

Even though she couldn’t provide a concrete argument, she wanted him to blindly trust her.

“I feel filthy, dad,” all the sadness she remembered from being roughly violated by her own manager, how many liters of cum she drank and entered her body. Irene wanted her father to exorcise her.

The development went unexpectedly. Seeing Irene undressing her weak father and then climbing on top of him made the manager aroused.

“A-AAAHHHH!”

It felt nostalgic. How long since it was inside her. Irene felt a woman again. A ray of light among the darkness she had recently.

“J-Joohyun-ie?” his dick was not quite hard but Irene didn’t care. Since he was weak, he couldn’t make himself hard enough but Irene didn’t care, even if it just tickled her pussy. Irene cried as she rode her dad.

Expression, that expression, relieving expression she had, somehow, he felt he could trust her.

“Should I tell the truth?” but the manager interrupted. When she heard his voice, her entire body trembled. The brief happiness she felt crumbled.

Both daughter and her father didn’t say anything. “The truth” he talked about was different between Irene and her father.

Once again, Irene was reminded that her neck was cuffed. When his fingers grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her back straight, leaving her dad’s front, Irene closed her eyes. That was also translated differently by her and the father.

“A-AAHHKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Her arse was penetrated.

Once.

Thrice.

Gently he galloped.

Double penetrated, it was a nightmare. Irene’s body couldn’t stop shaking. When her manager came from behind and fondled her breasts, Irene cursed loudly in front of her dad. Her bottom became numb. Roughly, then, her head was pushed toward her dad.

Instinctively, she hugged him. Embracing her dad brought comfort, making her tanking the whole ordeal better.

“You like it?” the manager asked loudly.

“YES!”

Dad, that’s a lie!

“YOU WANT ME?”

“YES!”

Dad, that’s a lie!

“HOW DO YOU WANT ME?”

“HARDER!”

Dad, that’s a lie!

“WHERE DO YOU WANT ME?”

“INSIDE!”

Dad, that’s a lie!

Irene couldn’t believe herself she behaved like a slut, voicing her horniness right to her father’s ear. She was dying inside.

Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie! Dad, that’s a lie!

“Dad…” she whispered. “There’s a lamp next to you… Hit him hard.”

Without skipping a beat of his heart, in his weak state, he hit the manager’s head hard. He went down and unconscious.

When Irene knew the manager was knocked out, Irene cried hard while hugging her father. They hugged for a while.

“L-let me explain.”

“Later. I think we should get out of here.”

“...Yes.”

The father gave her his shirt to cover her body. When Irene pulled away from him, she fell down hard on the floor because she still felt numb down there, an extreme sting. With the help of his father, they went to escape.

But, first, Irene picked up her clothes in his laundry and put them back in her suitcase. Fortunately, the manager had canceled the weekend with his friend so she didn’t need to worry about them coming.

Second, she picked up her manager’s phone, then his PC, then every storage device she could find–she didn’t care if they contained important files because the most important thing was her video. Irene knew he didn’t store it via cloud since it could be hacked.

Threw them into the bathtub. She gave them a fine soapy bath.

It was enough, so she thought. The manager never backed up his kakao chat.

Everything was concluded.

What was left was escaping. They didn’t want him to wake up. A weakened old man and an exhausted woman, they weren’t up to fighting back.

The apartment was empty–lucky for them. They didn’t need to be aware of others. After the struggle, they reached his car and began their journey to return home.

Both of them didn’t talk for a while.

After an hour of driving, the father drove their car sideways and stopped, near a river. Irene knew he wanted to have a heart-to-heart conversation and she was ready.

“Alright, tell me the truth.”

“Will you trust me?”

“With every cell in me.”

“I–” at first, she wanted to be blatantly honest.

Then, right before she was about to tell, Irene got a second thought.

“Yes… I am addicted (to sex).”

“Jesus,” the father accepted it calmer than before, maybe he expected it. Irene too, she gambled that her father had steeled himself to know the worst.

“At first, it was just because I miss you… as a daughter… and a sex partner. Your silence… I took it that you are done with all the fun we had and I was going to move on but I couldn’t. I dreamt about you almost every night, dreaming about you touching me. That frustration… I took it to my manager. My condition got better, I didn’t dream about you anymore. I thought that my father will have no worries now and we will not be awkward any longer.

“At first, it was just once or twice a week but my manager became obsessed with me and recorded our sessions secretly. He blackmailed me. I was his slave, dad. For weeks.”

Now, she sounded the story better, trying to gain sympathy.

“I’m sorry you need to go through that.”

“That asshole will be fired and blacklisted. I’ll make sure. I’ll make my ultimatum,” all the rage she had toward the manager enhanced her acting, making it more believable.

“Enough, enough. Now you are safe with me,” he gave his daughter a warm hug, calming her. They went silent for a moment, enjoying it. Irene didn’t feel the awkwardness especially when they were being touchy.

The father was secretly blaming himself and was ready to accept the consequences. He didn’t care about Wendy, Yeri, Seulgi, and Joy’s warning.

The hug broke but their distance wasn't. Faces were five cm away from each other.

“From now, let’s do it your way.”

Irene became speechless. Her lie worked. Right after that, she kissed him and began to undress herself. She jumped onto his lap and sucked his nipple hard. Irene couldn’t stop smiling as his penis punched her inside.

That big-ass concern she had gone. Irene got her father back.

[END]

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SUMMER TIME

STARRING

(MINJU, KIM)

Summer last year, probably in the middle of IZ*ONE promotion, during the peak of their career, Minju came to her home, a unit in an apartment building that she bought with her own money. Yes, she had one while living with the other members in a dorm. She purchased it way before the disbandment because it was on sale.

Since she rarely used it, sometimes she let her friend use it. That day, her friend called and said there was a problem with her neighborhood and since she was the one who was supposed to live there, she felt obliged to come and fix the problem.

Minju came from an event and was still wearing her costume–which was quite revealing, showing her belly and quite of her legs. An old security guard was standing outside his post near the entrance on the ground floor where the mailboxes were installed and when she passed him, Minju caught his eyes on her. She knew it wasn’t intentional, probably a man's instinct. Also, it wasn’t a long stare, probably just two seconds at most before he put his eyes away and felt guilty–he expressed it quite clearly.

That expression bothered Minju.

She used to be ogled while performing on stage when she wore her costume but it was when she was with her teammate, not when she was alone. Also, the old man was different. Obviously, he felt guilty. Maybe because she was young and about the same age as his granddaughter.

If that feeling needed to be translated, rather than uncomfortable, Minju actually liked it–that guilty-feeling expression. Never crossed her mind that she would have a phase where she was naughty.

A year has passed. IZ*ONE was disbanded. Minju now worked as an actress and lived alone in that apartment. The old security guard still worked there–and she was happy knowing that.

Month of summer, Minju preferred to wear something light even if the clothes were quite revealing. She was quite timid, rarely wearing revealing clothes except when a performance demanded her to, so when she looked at herself in the mirror she found the clothes were too much: her belly was revealed too much; shirt was too small and pressing her breast too much; the short was too thin and short; sometimes she could see her v line. As if she, borderline, wanted to go naked. But, Minju looked quite pleased, admiring herself in the mirror.

Where did she want to go with that appearance? Checking her mailbox, yes, just checking the mailbox.

Occasionally, since she moved there, she passed the security post and the old guard there. Minju often caught him looking at her with a guilty stare. She thought maybe the guard hadn’t forgotten the image of her that day. He was like in a dilemma–he looked like he wanted to apologize but at the same time, he was afraid that if he told Minju that he stared at her with erotic imagination in mind would make him lose his job.

Somehow, his guilty expression was addicting and Minju couldn’t stop thinking about it. When she passed him, Minju always peeked at his expression. He never got used to her exhibitionist attitude and somehow Minju’s clothes got more and more provocative.

That day was a holiday and Minju was about to check her mailbox. Most of the people living in the apartment were common office workers and during that time most of them were, well, working. Meaning, that it was the best time to check the mail.

Even though Minju had this naughty persona that was just born recently, at the core she was a timid person. She liked it when the old guard saw her skin but not other people. Thus, she wore a long coat that covered down to her knees.

By the lift, she reached the ground floor near the entrance. From there, she could see the post already. After making sure there was nobody there, Minju took off the coat and hid it between the bushes of the mini garden that was in the entrance before the post.

Minju appeared in front of the post and the guard was there, startled. Before anyone else appeared, Minju did her latest antic. There were a lot of letters from her fans–which she didn’t need to pick herself since the letters were sent to her agency and were picked by her manager.

Slowly she turned, her front facing the post. She saw him take a glance at her before looking away–typical of him–when she turned. Minju smirked satisfyingly. Confidently, she pushed her breasts forward and her small shirt looked like it would break anytime soon. With her antics, Minju made the guard look forward.

She would wait until the guard peeked to check whether it was safe and at that time, Minju dropped the letters. She bent with her butt facing the post. Her shorts were quite thin and when she bent, her butt line and cameltoe were so visible to his eyes.

Looking behind, Minju could see he was stressed. She bet he was horny and it made Minju want to push her prank a level ahead.

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, young lady?”

“Can you help me pick the letters?”

Clearly, she was more than capable of picking them herself–and the guard thought that too–but if helping her would make her disappear faster, he would gladly help.

“Sure.”

In a hurry, he came out from the post and helped him pick the letters. Both were ducking. Minju pulled the top two buttons of her shirt and showed him a bit of her cleavage. At first, the old guard was shocked. Minju saw him throwing his face but sometimes she also saw him naturally being attracted to her boobs–damn, male instinct.

Seeing him being in a dilemma made the game more exciting. Minju wanted to show him a bit of her cleavage so she tried to forcefully break the button by pulling the left and right sides of her clothes at the same time. But, she put in more strength than she needed. Rather than just a button, she broke the entire button. With the help of the wind from the outside, her shirt was flapping violently and exposing her body more than she wanted.

The old guard had his heart racing when she saw Minju’s top without a bra. That confident and naughty Minju went into a panic and patched her shirt with her hands, covering the cleavage that she previously flexed to the old guard.

At that time, they could hear the lift arriving on the ground floor–someone was there. Minju looked worried but the guard was kind enough to help her. He pulled Minju up and told her to hide in his post while he picked up the rest of her letters.

One problem though, was the post was small and two sides of it were a wall of glasses–back and the right side. There was no possible place to hide except… the space under the table facing the mailboxes where the old guard usually stayed.

Left without a choice, urgently, Minju hid there. Only the middle part had the space and it was big enough to let her entire body be stuffed there. Another problem exists, Minju noticed there was a mirror on the wall behind the table that reflected her existence. Meanwhile, there was a wave of ahjumma coming from the lift already in front of the mailboxes. Minju was afraid to come out and took off the mirror. Suddenly, the old guard came and sat at the table, hiding her from the mirror.

“Good morning, sir,” some of the ahjumma greeted the guard.

“Good morning. What’s with the crowd?”

“They are my friends and we plan to go on a trip together. We are waiting for our bus that will be coming soon.”

“Is that so? Where are you going?”

Seemed like the old ladies didn’t know Minju was there. Minju could be glad that she wasn’t found out. But, another problem though, while the old guard was conversing with the ladies, Minju was stuck under the table with his feet occupying some of the space and making it cramped.

“A-ahjussi~” Minju was worried but her whisper wasn’t heard. At that time, Minju realized that she wasn't suited to being naughty. The look in her eyes, confidence wasn’t found. Her heart raced so loudly that the old guard could hear.

“Aigoo, your granddaughter’s birthday is tomorrow?”

“Yes, yes, yes. Please come to my place.”

Minju was grateful that the old guard helped her so she couldn’t really protest being in discomfort… Maybe just a little. It was summer and under the table was hell. Sweat was all over her body. Her front looked so oily, her fair skin looked shiny.

“Ah-ahjussi? C-can you turn on the air conditioner?” Minju whispered.

The old guard pretended that he had a call from his granddaughter so he didn’t need to converse with the ahjummas.

“Ommo, ommo, my granddaughter, why are you calling? The AC? It’s broken. I haven’t fixed it yet,” of course, the message was intended for Minju who was sweating intensely under the table. She became hopeless.

“When will they leave?” Minju whispered.

“I don’t know. I may be home late.”

Minju got agitated. She kept asking and it annoyed the guard. Deliberately, he punished her by touching her right breast with his right calf.

“YIKES!” She let out a loud noise.

“What was that?”

“It’s my granddaughter. She just sings an idol song.”

“She must be lovely.”

“Indeed. Long time no see she is bigger than I thought.”

Maybe it was just her imagination but that word was kind of directed toward her. Since he touched her breast, Minju calmed down and backed away until her back touched the other side of the table. She had decided to wait patiently even though she was sweating crazily.

When she thought she would stay quiet, suddenly, the old guard forwarded his seat, sending his calf and crotch so much closer to Minju. Both his calf clamped her and the bulge on his crotch touched her left cheek.

“A-ahjussi… It’s too close,” but her whisper didn't get a response. “Ahjussi?” still not. Followed with her eyes wide open, Minju realized it might be intentional.

“You brought this yourself,” finally, the old man replied.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t intend to–”

“What? Seduce me?”

Through her soft cheek, Minju could feel it was throbbing.

“No. I didn’t intend to seduce you. It’s just a prank, an antic, a bad one. I’m sorry.”

“What did you want to achieve? Do you want to know that I like it?” His voice was calm, soft, but frightening. “I’ll tell you. I like it so much.”

“Please don’t say that?” It was the second time Minju realized that her recent antics weren't fun anymore.

To make it more frightening to her, she could feel his penis lift a bit.

“Your breasts… Small… but adorable and full. You like it when I stare at it right?”

His dick lifted higher and harder, poking at her cheek.

“Oh my god. No. Please stop,” Minju couldn’t shake off the image of her being violated–yes, those wrinkled hands molesting.

“Your hip… Oh my god…”

Dick got higher.

“Stop,” Minju felt disgusted.

“Your pussy… I bet it’s crampy.”

Dick got harder.

“I’m sorry, okay. Please, stop.”

“Tell me the truth, are you imagining it?” Minju couldn’t deny it. “Oh… I’m surprised.”

Minju felt a movement from his hip. His crotch moved his dick so it touched her lips. Minju spent her life without dating or even being close to any male friend. Encountering a penis that time was her first–and it was frightening. While she still felt horror, Minju escaped her mouth from his junior only for him to blindly chase it.

When she thought he gave up, he took off both his socks and shoes. Surprising her, the old man fondled her breasts using his feet.

“Oh, god. Please, stop,” she was about to cry.

“Cry and I’ll expose you. Also, stop protesting.”

His threat silenced her. Minju couldn’t able to see herself being sexually harassed so she closed her eyes.

Getting worse, she felt his toes sneaked inside her shorts, touching her labia. The first alien thing that ever entered her vagina was an old man's toes. It was rough and quite painful since his nails were quite long. With all her might, she tried to not groan.

While his toes were digging, his calf rubbed on her chest, on the cleavage, at the center, right between her breasts. Minju’s chin was repeatedly being hit by his knee and it was hurt.

Then, an unzipping noise made Minju open her eyes. A big long dick sprung out from his pants.

At first, she was frightened then she thought that how come he wasn't afraid of the grannies and saw him taking out his dick. Minju realized that the grannies were away.

As if his dick was an angry snake, Minju avoided looking at it.

“A-ahjussi, the grannies are gone, right? They aren’t there right?” He didn’t answer. “If so, please, let me go.”

“Why? Aren’t you here for this?” He referred to his penis.

“Don’t say that,” she felt disgusted.

“Or this?” Minju's eyes were attracted by the movement of his hands until he landed them on his dick and started stroking.

“Please, don’t do that,” shocked to see it up close, Minju avoided it once again.

“Why not?”

“I-I-I’ll promise I will not do that again.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“How can I convince you?”

“Kiss my dick.”

“W-what?”

“It’s a proper punishment.”

“No. I-it’s not.”

“Then, just enjoy the view.”

Minju went silent for a long time, avoiding seeing his penis while her ears couldn’t help but listen to the squeaky sound made by his hand.

In the end, she didn’t believe she did that. Minju gave a peck on his glans.

“Is that it?”

“I did it. Now, let me go.”

“A kiss… Not a peck.”

Feeling toyed, Minju tried to force her way. She thought she would be strong enough to push the old guard away but that’s not the case. The forceful push just made her face stabbed by his dick over and over. But, Minju kept trying until finally, she gave up, unable to move the old guard.

Should I just scream? No. It’s a bad idea.

Her aggressiveness just made him more aroused. His dick chased her lips again. Over and over, Minju’s lips kissed his glans. The sweaty skin made it slippery and erotic at the same time.

“Come on. Kiss it.”

“A-alright, alright. Give me time to prepare myself.”

Finally gave up, Minju’s eyes were teary but she didn’t let herself cry. The dick was waiting for her kiss like a princess. This would be an unforgettable summer for her.

Closing her eyes, her lips touched his glans. A deep kiss with a forced feeling and shaking hands. Since it was slippery, her kiss sometimes went astray–sometimes she kissed the glans, sometimes the shaft, and sometimes the sack. Holding her stress, Minju passionately smooched the old guard’s penis.

It ended when she was finally rewarded. A blast of cum hit her face and then dripped on her cleavage. There was no room to avoid it and with every inch of her body hating it, Minju let the love juice waterfall on her cleavage, down to her crotch.

Right when she thought it was over, the second wave cum, blasting her face. It didn’t come all at once but a blast after a blast. During that short period, Minju couldn’t predict when another one would come. She closed her eyes, trembling. It just came… And came.

“Ahhh… That’s good. You like it? It's worth 20 years of cum.”

When Minju opened her eyes, the thick load of cum hindered her vision. It was all over her face and front body, even on her pants. Do men cum this much? Minju just didn’t believe her eyes.

“Now, let me go,” she said while cleaning her face with her shirt.

“Alright. Come out.”

Finally, after being stuck like thirty minutes there, Minju finally came out. Her entire body was numb because she hid in a cramped space for too long. Soon after she got up, she covered her assets from his eyes.

After fixing his clothes and picking up her robe back, they went up to her floor together by lift.

Some people entered the lift. Minju tried her best to not be recognized. Fortunately, her robe had a hoodie.

Finally, it was the floor where she lived. Everyone who lived on that floor was busy so she rarely met them–those people even rarely home.

Minju took off the hoodie and walked to her unit. Her face and her cleavage looked disgusting, stained by cum. On the tip of her lips, she could taste it. That day would be the last of her antics.

Drown moody, she didn’t realize that the old guard followed her. Minju was naturally a positive person and she thought he might want to accompany her, guarding her. That's what she thought until she noticed he was eyeing her butt. Yes, even though it was covered by her long coat, the image of her butt line that day was unforgettable.

Feeling in danger, Minju ran but the guard chased her. There was no place to hide and even though her door just needed her fingerprint to be unlocked, she was caught right at her home front door.

“Ouch!” His big hand pushed her onto the door. “You said you will let me go!”

“Now I think about it, your punishment isn’t enough.”

Forcefully, he pulled her robe.

“There’s CCTV! Stop it!”

“Yeah? But I am the one who has control over it.”

The robe was down, leaving her with the familiar sweaty shirt and thin shorts.

“Look how short it is. Basically, you want me to look at your butt.”

SPANK!

“URGH!”

While his right hand held both her hands on her back–to prevent her from opening the door–he used the other hand to explore her butt. Those wrinkled fingers were so fit, spread on the right cheek.

“Please, anything but put it inside.”

“I promise.”

As soon as he said that, Minju heard him unzipping. The last time she heard it he forced his penis to her face. Now, he rubbed her butt line outside the pants with it. Minju knew he wouldn’t keep his promise.

“Oh, fuck. Young girls are the best. Not long since I cum but I got harder again. HEY! HEY! HEY! Don’t resist.”

“Please! Please! Don’t!”

“If you beg me to fuck you, I’ll do your ass. Or, I’ll do your pussy and you might be pregnant. Don’t just cry. If you didn’t say anything, I’ll do your pussy… 3… 2…”

“Ass! Ass! Please!”

“Don’t beg me as I will kill you. Beg me as you demand it. Curse at me.”

“Fuck m-my ass…”

“You sound so scared. Go hard!”

“FUCK MY ASS!”

Timid Minju didn’t believe she said that.

“WHAT, MAM?”

“ASS! FUCK MY ASS! GODDAMMIT! JUST FUCK MY ASS YOU OLD SCRAWNY OLD—-AGGGHHHHH!”

“Alright, kid. Here is your punishment.”

IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT! IT’S HURT!

While her mind kept repeating that, Minju got speechless with her eyes wide open. Her body reacted violently, trying to break out of his bind but she was just overpowered.

Indescribable pain but it was just a quarter of his dick.

When another quarter entered, Minju felt she wanted to vomit.

Another quarter, a vein popped on her head and her face turned red.

The old guard gave Minju a full penetration that made her tiptoeing. She calmly banged her head on the door due to how stressful the pain made her.

Before she knew it, her ass was filled with his cum. Not as much as it was before but still, the alien sensation made Minju tremble all over again.

“Alright, kid, this is your punishment. Next time you do that again, you’ll conceive my child and I’ll make sure that, hear me?”

Minju nodded and by that, the old guard pulled out his dick. Without looking at Minju, he put his dick back and walked away.

Like getting PTSD, Minju hysterically entered her home. For quite a long time, she avoided being cramped in a small space because her body would remember how it was being violated by the old guard that summer.

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PROFESSIONAL WORLD: EXPLICIT

STARRING

(JIEUN, LEE a.k.a IU)

As she grew, IU’s take on art matured, subjectively. When she was a newcomer, she just followed her producer and songwriter. They took her freshness, innocent and girl-next-door image to her song, infused it. IU had lived with it for a long time and even at one point, she was accused of exploiting a lolita image. When she was a bit older and many newcomers debuted, the production team seemed to think that they couldn’t squeeze out of her innocent image. IU too, wanted to explore different genres as she started to be involved in the production of her songs more frequently.

Nowadays, she was into eroticism. There was something about human anatomy that could tell a story in a dimension people mostly couldn’t see. Yes, especially in South Korea. They just called it straight porn.

A while since her journey exploring eroticism as a medium to tell a story, IU wrote a song about a painful yet pleasing love which she wrote based on the experience of her sex with her ex-boyfriend.

The song talked about something exquisite. Like, a girl and her lover weren’t a match at all. They fought and argued a lot. Sometimes, they didn’t care for each other. People might think there wasn’t love but there was. It was the thing that glued them together. Them still being together was the love, not the beautiful memories they share–love wasn’t all about good memories after all. Like, if you had a bad parent who never made you happy but you couldn’t leave them. What it was? Obligation? No. Deep down, you loved them, even in the slightest.

It was a quite complicated feeling and when IU thought about what kind of music video could interpret her song the best, she thought about sex. She imagined her body being groped violently, while her song was being played, and she had the brightest smile in the world, like a single ray in the darkness that people often missed.

While imagining it, IU went further. She thought about having an explicit version where she had real sex with a male model and being filmed. No censorship. Penis, breasts, nipples, pubic, everything would be there. This explicit version would be about eight-minute-long, she thought.

It was quite controversial indeed. When she proposed it to her team, she was flatly rejected. IU insisted on the art she wanted to pursue and told her team to accept her drastic change. But, her good image was at the stake here. The team was in a dilemma.

After a few months of convincing her team, a lot of extreme pull and push, the team agreed to produce the controversial-to-be music video. Meanwhile, IU prepared her physique and maintained the ideal healthy weight so she looked good on the camera.

At last, the day had come. IU was finally on the set of the MV shooting. Just like how she requested, it was quite simple: just a plain ID-card-photo-background. She didn’t want people who watched her video to be distracted and focused on her. IU was half excited, half nervous, standing at the center covered only with a long robe and nothing else underneath.

At the end of her view, the male model was getting ready. She still remembered the headache casting one. Many of those her production team tried to cast turned the offer down after knowing the detail. Since she wanted a certain kind of face as the model for her music video, her option was more limited. Fortunately, everything ended well. They cast a rookie actor who was brave enough to face the future scandalous event just by having sex with IU.

“Are you nervous?” Said IU, as the senior.

“Yes, sunbaenim.”

“Me too.”

“Can I?”

“Oh, I’m in your care.”

They shyly shook hands and got in their position. The rookie towered IU on the back; the set was cleared; the camera was in the position.

Both of them took off their robes and revealed their naked figure. Both IU’s team and the MV’s production team were nervous for two different reasons: one for future trouble and the other one due to her revealing her naked figure completely for the first time.

Milky skin, soft and glowing, petite yet toned figure, even though she wasn’t that curvy or busty, her petite body attracted fatherly love.

It was IU’s nude debut and she was a superstar. Of course, the male, no, even the female staff were excited.

“Ready, ACTION!”

The idea of the video was clear. It was divided into five parts.

Beginning of the first part.

They started from above her shoulder, IU’s face was on the frame. The rookie hid down there, pretty much on her butt level. When the song was played, when the intro was up, the rookie came up and hugged her waist–it’s not in the frame. With his promising acting, he looked so in love with her. The pore and the almost invisible sweat on IU’s shoulder were like a drug that kept him alive–that’s what his mellow eyes told. A kiss landed, as a start, on her neck. His lips gradually infused violence but remained graceful. It looked as if he gnawed her neck and just like IU asked, he could improve as much as he wanted as long as it remained on the border they had agreed.

“I’m sorry. Can we do it again?” Suddenly IU broke out of her character. She gave a silent laugh because she was embarrassed–due to her pausing the filming and due to the fact that she was naked and everybody looked at her. Then, she asked the director for a brief time to talk with her partner. “Your hands were shy.”

“Sorry. Can you guide me?”

“After hugging my waist, your hands just stay there. It didn’t match the vigor you had when you kissed my neck. It just bothered me.”

IU had experience starring in dramas so she thought she had something to back her words up.

“Ah, I see.”

“Just because it is not in the frame, it’s not important. Do something outside the frame that can support you. So, why do you start with the waist?”

“Because I think your body is adorable.”

“Okay. Then, what’s next. After the kiss and the hug, what do you want to do? Are you going up or are you going down?”

They practiced. IU gladly lend him her body. Towering from behind, IU guided his hand down to her pussy, let his fingers touch her labia, and even put it inside then she brought them up to fondle her cute plump breasts.

“I think I will go up.”

“Don’t move so fast. Slow but hard. The camera will follow your movement for your second move. After that, you can improve.”

The staff and the stars were ready once again.

“Action!”

Intro was played. They did exactly like the previous take but now his hands didn’t stay on her waist but molest her sides while his lips moved from her neck to her jaw. It was ticklish and arousing but IU remained stern, expressionless as she sang the song to the camera.

The hands moved from her side to her rib and eventually came to her breasts. Since he was given certain freedom, the rookie could explore the body of a superstar like IU. It was as if he was just paid to fuck her. What a dreamy job he had landed.

As he enjoyed it and his erected dick pressed against IU’s butt left cheek, he pinched both her nipples.

“AAHHHHH,” IU groaned and closed her mouth afterward.

“CUT!”

“I’m sorry. Did I cross the line?”

“No, no. It’s on me. I was just not ready. I’m sorry, sir. Let me do it again.”

“Take three!”

Started with a waist hug and a smooch on the neck, then moved to her jaw, the rookie went up as far as touching her chin. The camera followed his hands descending to him kneading IU’s breasts. His hard squeeze made it as if they were breathing. Since IU’s face was out of the frame, she could let herself loose a bit: she groaned as she felt the jolt of being fondled. Her trembling body was perfectly captured up close, even the slid sweat on her belly. The first part was closed with the hands coming down to her shy legs as he rubbed her crotch.

There was some NG and a few versions but that was the one the director and IU chose.

With the second part, they went hard on the floor, going sideway sixty-nine. The first problem was that IU’s face was covered by the rookie's right leg.

“How about you put your leg on my side?” IU was giving direction while they maintained their position: between his legs, with his penis pointing at her eyes, meanwhile, IU used his left leg as a cushion.

“Like this?”

“Oh, god. It’s heavy, hahaha. Alright. Like this. We are ready.”

The second problem was that they had fuck for quite some time now. On the second take, while IU gave him oral sex, he cummed inside her mouth.

She was shocked.

She was wondering whether to continue or not but their awkward body language gave it all wrong.

“CUT!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry to do it in your mouth,” he said while they broke their position.

“It’s okay. Don’t mind it.”

“I should have taken a stimulant.”

IU looked worried for the rookie. He was with his manager. Both were trying to make his penis erect again. He did take the drug and went as far as to make his female manager give him a blowjob to help.

Finally, he returned. They went into sideways sixty-nine once again. The camera focused on IU, her mellow expression while licking his penis, and a few twitching eyebrows–reactions when the rookie hit her sweet spot, for more realism.

Continuing with the acting, IU expressed her tiredness and disgust for putting her lover’s genitals into her mouth. The mellow eyes told of the hate and she still did out of love. In the frame, IU was looking at his dick while gently stroking it with a sad look. Meanwhile, her mouth was lip-syncing.

In the third part, the staff prepared a bed. IU and the rookie went on it. She laid there and spread her legs wide. Based on the storyline, she would be choked while being pounded on the bed so hard that the bed would shake violently. The camera would take a full-body shot to show her pathetic situation.

When the director told them to get ready, IU told the rookie to put his penis inside her. It made her frown.

“Ouuhh,” she felt, bigger than she expected. Fuck! It’s big. Can I handle this?

“Are you okay, sunbae?”

IU didn’t answer. She felt uneasy.

“Sunbae?”

“Try to bang me?”

“What?”

Her eyes told that she held pain.

“Try to bang me.”

“O-okay?”

He went to push his hip, gently.

“Do it hard and fast… As hard as you can.”

“A-alright.”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

The staff turned their heads to them, looking at the rookie humping IU. Those loud slaps echoed. IU looked miserable and her legs were shaking.

“AAGHHHH AHHHH AHHHH STOP!” Trying to hold it, in the end, she ended up groaning. It was too hurt for her to stay calm and lip-sync the song.

“What happened?” The director asked.

“Sunbae asked to have a trial run?”

“And?”

“It’s hurt! So, painful!” Said IU. Her hair was messy and out of breath.

“We can pretend he does it.”

“I want it to be authentic.”

“But you can’t hold it.”

“That’s the problem.”

“So, what do you suggest?”

“I want to practice first.”

IU explained her opinion. After that, the director announced the break time. While the others had a rest, IU went to her waiting room and asked everyone to empty the room. Then, she called a random male staff member.

Soon after, people heard IU’s groans coming from the waiting room. It was loud and shaky. After a while, that staff came out and IU called another, then the same thing repeated.

IU planned to make her crotch as numb as possible and maybe exhausted herself so much that she couldn’t groan any longer. When she practiced enough, after probably an hour and nine guys, IU came out from her waiting room and looked too tired to walk by herself.

Her face and hair were messy.

Her skin was sweaty and shiny.

Some staff helped her walk to the bed.

Some helped her neat-ed herself, hiding the tiredness, the sweat, and the evidence of sex. In no time, she looked fresher.

The rookie came back and repositioned himself.

“Put it again.”

“Okay.”

Once again, she was penetrated by his dick. She still felt it but...

“Better…”

“ACTION!”

Her legs trembled at the violence that her lover showed. While she was still showing love throughout her look, her body told she was tortured. Those fingers that wrapped around her neck to choke, the merciless dip his penis did into her pussy, and the never-ending jiggle of her breasts told of the pain. With a slightly distressed expression, IU sang the song.

The third part was over.

Next part.

IU was riding his crotch. While she was hugging her head and her left breast was pressing against his chin, he kissed her left armpit. Their move clashed. IU went down while the rookie thrust her up. Since they weren’t in sync, it created disharmony and it was what IU wanted to show.

IU did the lip sync perfectly.

There was no NG.

But there were too many versions.

Since IU wanted chaos, she asked the rookie to go all out without controlling her strength. They clashed their crotch without thinking over many takes then they chose the best one.

He cummed two times and looked so stressed since the staff demanded him to perform well. Fortunately, the filming stretched till tomorrow and he had plenty of time to rest up so he could give his best to fuck IU over and over again.

17 hours after the filming started, after a thirty minutes break, they continued filming the fourth part.

After the initial scene, it continued to where IU was thrown aside. As the characters continued, their sex became more violent. He looked so on top while banging her. Then, he pushed her forward. IU’s back hit the pillow.

She was then flipped and spanked. IU's painted expression was captured perfectly. It was a close-up shot. First was IU and then her bouncy butt cheeks.

It was the part when the song reached the bridge.

End for the fourth part.

Beginning with the last part.

IU wanted to make it more personal so they shot her entire face facing the camera while lip-syncing the bridge. At the bottom part of the frame, there was a silhouette of the rookie’s dick and IU was visibly giving a handjob.

At first, they wanted to use an artificial cum like in the porn in Japan but since the rookie said he was in the bring of cum, IU asked him to do it on her face instead, with the camera rolling.

It was a precious one try so everyone was extremely careful. The rookie tried to time his cum. He roared as he ejaculated, shooting a massive amount of cum on IU’s face.

It kept coming.

And the camera was still rolling.

Unbelievable.

IU expected a certain level of erotic but to be splashed by cum like that made her panic. She was nervous as his dick still throbbing and threw out the white liquid. The bridge she was supposed to lip-sync had ended quite a while but the cum hadn’t. IU was still in her character, accepting the juice.

When it finally dried out, the amount of cum, the amount of it dripped from her face, was basically on a gangbang level. The staff was shocked but IU was the most shocked one.

They worried that her sad expression was hidden by the cum but when they checked it, nothing was needed to be worried about. Thus, the filming was finally wrapped up.

A few weeks later, her new album and the new MV were finally out. While the explicit was only available in the physical album as bonus content, the censored version was available on Youtube.

Since IU had a big name, the song had a certain amount of success but the expected scandal outweighs the song's success. There was a flood of articles about it.

Surprisingly, the feedback was mixed and not a total negative–even though it leaned more into the negative.

(+2105/-517) It belongs to Pornhub!

(+1201/-1829) Holyshit! Her body is fine. IU-nim, you have accompanied my single life.

(+2888/-4120) I had fun with your video (you know what I mean).

(+4112/-2030) Look how far the national daughter has fallen! You call it art?!!

(+981/-3065) It’s sad that it got so much negativity. Was expected, but still sad. Am I the only one who understands what IU-nim tried to tell?

(+120/-99) What? Fuck is fun?

(+4444/-1120) GOD-IU who? More like WHORE-IU!

Some said IU took it too far.

Some were proud that IU was brave to show her ateur work even though it was controversial.

Regardless, the person herself felt satisfied.

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DAUGHTER'S CONCERN 3

STARRING: IRENE

Backstage, after a great comeback stage. The team returned to their green room. The dancers, the manager, the performance coordinator, and everyone who was involved in the performance, congratulated the team on their first stage for that comeback. The room was filled with festivity, everyone celebrated, except Irene.

Her face was sour, between mad and sad, and looked soulless. Something bothered her obviously.

Lately, her father’s behavior concerned her. Maybe it was just her imagination but he seemed to be distancing himself from her. Well, he was still responding as a father, talking like how he was supposed to be but when it came to the secret they shared, Irene felt she was someone else. All those sultry things were thrown under the bus. No matter how many nude pictures Irene sent, he just left her on read.

Staying away from the crowd, into the corner, Irene sighed as she sat on a couch, still wearing her stage costume. What happened? Did I do something wrong? Irene was frustrated.

Now she was kind of used to her father’s touch, Irene had a setback. Lately, every time her adrenaline was pumped, like after practicing or performing, she fantasized about something dirty.

While biting her lips, she imagined her father barging in giving a surprise visit, coming with a bucket of flowers. All eyes on him, splitting the crowd, gently approached her. Their eyes met and were never apart.

“Dad! Why are you distancing yourself from me? I miss you!” her eyes were teary.

“I want to starve you. How are you?”

“STARVING!”

Irene’s face blushed, imagining a fake conversation, believing the reason why her father ghosted her was to make her starve of his touch, imagining her father slamming her face into the mirror for her to see herself being fucked from behind in that expensive costume. Finally, the thirst and the dick she missed, hoping for a feast after the starvation. She wouldn’t forgive her father if he couldn’t make her cum at least three times.

Dad! Dad! Everyone is watching…

In her head, her father flipped and bent her toward a mirror. Then, proceed to strip her shorts and safety pants altogether, exposing her pale-skinned butt for everyone free to see.

Let them watch. Let them know how arousing my daughter’s butt is.

Wow, wow Dad, it’s me or you are too aggressive.

What can I do? I have starved myself from you for weeks. Now, let me hear your voice.

Without everyone noticing, Irene slowly faced the ceiling. Her mouth opened, gasping quietly as her pussy was being penetrated–in her imagination.

O-o-o-oouuuhhhh, Dad. Harder. You got better at kissing. How many times did you practice with Mom?

A lot, while imagining you.

Oh, Dad.

I like this costume. The skirt… The white stocking…

Yes. It’s a ballerina concept.

You should wear it at home.

When we are alone?

When we are alone.

Among all the people there, Yeri was the one who noticed Irene behaved strangely. Her eyes were wide open when she saw Irene’s fingers enter her safety pants and she began to breathe unnaturally. She was too deep into her imagination, out of reality, leading to something embarrassing.

“OOOUUUUHHHHHH!!”

She moaned.

Out loud.

People stopped their talk and in reflex looked at Irene who instantly realized and regretted what happened. The air became awkward.

“What was that, unnie? Joy said.

“N-nothing. Really. Nothing,” her pale face turned red.

“Did you just have a wet dream?” said their hairdresser.

Joy, Seulgi, Wendy, and Yeri were looking at each other. They knew that Irene had acted weird for a few weeks. Back then, after they knew the FATHER WITH BENEFIT thing, they discussed what they would do about that. After a long talk, one day, they asked Irene’s father to meet secretly without Irene’s knowing. Led by Wendy, they told him that Irene and the entire team were often tailed by paparazzi, even during their private time. So, they worried that the paparazzi would sniff out information about the relationship. Not long ago, Irene was under a power-trip scandal. Lately, her image was getting better but if she got into another one, especially an incest scandal, people would chew her alive.

In short, they wanted the father to stop what was going on between them. Guess what? Irene’s father ignored her every time she flirted. Poor Irene, not knowing anything.

And, since the four knew it, they got a different reaction to Irene’s sudden moan. They teased Irene for being perverted in a joking tone. Led by Joy and Yeri, they could vanquish the heavy air residing in the green room.

Irene was Embarrassed.

While people laughed, Irene didn’t.

Soon after, since she returned to reality, she thought about her father and his mysterious behavior once again.

When was it? The first time I felt his behavior change? Right! That day. A few days later he stayed in the dorm. What’s the thing that can change him?

Irene remembered that there were quite many accidents during his stay, like when he saw Joy nude, or when Yeri slept next to him while pressing her well-developed breasts against him.

No way.

Thinking about the possibility, Irene wondered if her father was attracted to her teammates. Joy was tall and Yeri was thick. Clearly, they were attractive. She kept thinking that it was impossible but if that really happened, Irene would feel betrayed twice: as a daughter and a lover.

Intensely, she stared at Joy.

“How beautiful,” she murmured.

Creatively, she imagined Joy having a shower. Her father had a habit of entering the bathroom without checking if it was occupied. Sometimes, he found her or her mother naked. Since they were family, it was fine but how about her teammate? Almost all of them were vulgar. Since they were all female, they rarely locked the door.

In her head, the father barged in when Joy was having a shower.

I-Irene-dad? What are you doing here? I’m showering.

Oh my god! I’m sorry. It’s a habit.

“What are you doing?” Irene murmured while imagining. “Why are both of you just staring at each other? Sooyoungie. Cover your tits.”

Oh, last time, I’m sorry.

It’s okay. It’s my fault that the towel dropped.

“Why are you having a conversation? Dad, get out.”

You look fantastic.

Present or past?

Excuse me?

Look carefully.

“Sooyoung-ah???? Why are you inviting him?????? Why are you showing your breasts?”

Is there any difference?

There is. Want to find out?

“No, no, no. Why are you flirting!”

The spark was clearly there. Joy’s invitation was sent splendidly. Irene’s father stripped and joined Joy under the shower. His penis rubbed her leg as he licked her armpit. Joy moaned as she pulled his gray hair. The father took a handful of body wash and started rubbing Joy’s pubic hair. Naughtily, he pulled a strand of it and made Joy half laugh and groaned. From the look of his eyes, he clearly loved the way Joy smiled. Her tall proportions made Irene imagine jealousy, especially the legs.

“Enough, enough. Dad, it’s still not too late. You haven’t put it inside her. I will forgive you and will not tell Mom.”

AAAHHHHHH–Irene-dad.

Come on. You can call me, Dad, too. My daughter’s friend is my daughter too.

D-dad…

Yes, Sooyoung-ie.

You are too rough.

Is it a problem?

No. But I want to see your front.

But, I like your backline.

Come on. Fuck me from the front.

Alright, alright, alright…

Oouuuhhhh, Dad.

Sooyoung-ie

Dad!

Sooyoung-ie!

DAD!

SOOYOUNGIE!

They got louder as they got rougher. Irene gritted, feeling hurt as if she was disowned.

You are so pretty, Sooyoung-ie.

Not as pretty as your daughter.

No, no, no. You are prettier.

“Dad!”

And hotter.

“Dad!”

She is short.

Indeed, haha ouch.

Sorry. Too hard?

Quite, but I like it.

“Both of you!”

Ohhh, Sooyoung-ie… I’m about to cum.

Uhmm ahhh do it inside.

Are you sure?

Yes. Impregnate me. It will be fun to be Irene’s mom.

Okay, okay, here I–AHHHHHH.

Intimidatingly, Irene opened her eyes. Her cheeks were red and she was angry. With her right hand, she fanned her face, trying to cool down. Laser eyes, she stared at Joy.

Noticing Irene’s stare, Joy mute-asked her.

“What?”

In the same way, but intimidating, as if she wanted a rumble to happen, Irene returned the ask.

“What?”

Whimpering, Joy avoided Irene’s eyes.

Meanwhile, Irene shifted her eyes to Yeri.

“That kid…” She could imagine her nasty smirk. Imagine her that night, when the team and her father slept together in front of the TV after a movie night.

Her father was exhausted after having a late exercise with Irene but then he woke up because he felt weird. Shockingly, he found his pantsless and Yeri giving him a titjob.

Yerim-ah what are you–

Hush, dad, hush. You’ll wake them all.

B-but, Yerim-ah, this is wrong.

I saw you get aroused when you see Joy naked and… It’s aroused me too.

O-OOUUUHHHH~

Yeri licked the tip of his penis when it was the only part that wasn't clamped by her breasts. Precum stuck on her lips and she licked them. Irene slept next to him and made him look guilty.

What I’m doing now is punishing you. Just stay still and enjoy the show or I’ll tell your wife, your daughter, and every single person I know that you want to fuck Joy.

That’s a lie.

Is it? Besides, you enjoy it too, right? My tits.

Ouuuhhh.

Yes, that’s right.

Stop.

Why? I don’t see you trying. You want it. I know you are awake when my breasts rub against your body… And you were aroused too.

That’s…

The truth?

Yeri put her face, put his penis on the right side of her face, and rubbed it against her cheek while pouting while giving an amazing titjob simultaneously.

Oh my god.

Amazing, right?

Their eyes met and Yeri saw him showing his true face.

You better not tell anyone about this.

My lips are as tight as my pussy.

Come here, bitch.

With no regard, the father pulled Yeri to the point he could kiss her and his penis stabbed her belly.

You are too naughty.

Daddy too… Naughty~

Next to Irene, they fucked.

“No, no. That’s not my dad. He is out of character. He, too, wouldn’t dare to do that while I was sleeping next to him… right?” Irene felt unsure.

Once again, she missed her dad.

“When was the last time I truly met him? His true face… Right, when mom picked him up.”

Irene recounted that day, after “the night” when her mother came to drive her father who hurt his back. She clearly remembered that they left the dormitory and sent them away, imagining they had breakfast in a rest area. Her mother wouldn’t want the father to hurt his back so she would order a take-out instead. She would leave the father alone.

Then, there was Wendy.

So suddenly.

Coming from her hiding in the back seat.

Y-you!!

Wendy sat on his lap with a bright smile that could melt any man.

Dad, let’s fuck!

To make it worse, the father smiled too. Wendy pulled up her skirt while he took out his penis.

“WHY DO YOU ALL CALL HIM DAD?” Irene shouted in rage.

People were shocked and stared at her once again. This time, before her team could help, Irene excused herself. Her emotional damage overcame the embarrassment. Still, she knew it was all just her imagination.

She ran away to the toilet, about a few rooms away from Red Velvet’s green room. It was their comeback stage so the team wouldn’t be nominated yet so she wouldn’t worry that she missed it. What she wanted was lonesome.

Fortunately, the toilet was totally empty. She entered a random toilet and sat there. Right after that, she took out a vape, a small one. She used it to relax.

“Finally… Heaven…”

But, suddenly, she could hear the toilet door open and a few loud talks entered. Irene was in a panic since the smoke was quite thick.

“Someone is smoking?”

“Probably a staff.”

“Good work, today.”

“G-good work,” Irene answered, trying her best to make her voice sound nasal.

She was contemplating whether to continue smoking or not. Reality hit her that she was an idol and she was in a public space. It was not quite a long time ago that she was under a bad scandal and she almost got caught smoking–South Korea had double standards between male and female idol smoking.

I can’t even calm myself. Shit.

Silence emerged

Irene looked quite stressed.

Looked like she was thinking of something.

Gradually, she calmed.

Then, she took the small handbag she brought–where she put the vape–and took out her phone. First, she opened the door and made sure there was no one there. What she did next was she opened the camera app and recorded herself.

Camera on her face–the selfie one.

“Hai, Dad. How are you? It’s been a while, isn’t it? We just had a comeback stage and everything ran smoothly. People like the song–the result is amazing compared to the last comeback. I’m glad that my controversy didn’t seem to affect the result.

“Everything seems perfect, right?

“Not quite.

“Not for me.

“Nothing perfect without you.

“I miss you, dad.

“I miss what we were.

“Is this a break-up? Gosh, it’s so weird–breaking up with your own father.

“Why are you acting weird?

“Your daughter got prettier each day. Don’t you want to see her? Right… I’ve kept you updated. Not only my face. My boobs, my pussy… Still, it would be nice if you could say something about the photos.”

Irene became quiet and just stared at herself at the camera for a while.

“You know,” a smile bloomed. It’s bright but a bit sultry at the same time. “I’ll show you what you missed.”

She pulled the phone far to give a better look at her top entirely. With her right hand, she undid the outer corset of her costume and loosened it without taking it out. Next, she pulled down her black blouse and bra altogether to show her full-filled pale breasts and pink nipples.

“Don’t you miss them? I think they got bigger.” naughtily smiling, she began touching herself, “They are so soft uhmmm~” the right hand fondled the right breast, carefully, “tender~ bouncy~ ooohhhhh especially this one (referred to the nipple) he wants a kiss from his papa. we miss you too, Dad,” Irene wanted to laugh at herself for trying ventriloquy.

Enjoying herself, camera on her small biceps, the left one. She kissed it, with her tongue and extra saliva.

Taking down her costume further, pulling the top down to her waist level, Irene recorded every inch of her top with that sultry smile.

Next, camera was on her widely spread legs.

“I wear stockings… I bet you want to rip them, right? Look closely. They look good on me, right?”

Irene upskirted herself. As soon as the camera shot at her white underwear, Irene blushed. She saw a big wet stain on it.

“You know, Dad, I had a wet dream, hahaha. I dream about you coming to my green room. You showed them my butt, my pussy and you showed them who’s the boss, banging me relentlessly. I had my face hit the mirror multiple times, my lipstick smeared on the mirror, and you must see their face, the way they were biting their lips.

“Should we try it?

“... No. It’s gonna destroy my career, LOL.”

Shyly, she closed her legs and then pulled down her underwear with one hand, and hung it on her left foot before spreading her legs once again. Her smile bloomed as she showed her bright-colored pussy.

Somehow, she got sweaty. Her fingers delightedly opened her vagina.

“Miss you inside,” deliberately, she fingered herself. “Ohhhh O-oohhh, Dad. You used to like licking me here, ahhh ahhh spoiling me with your tongue.”

There was so much that Irene wanted to say but her mind was unstable as she got aroused more and more. All that was left were her soft moans. It was dangerous since she was in a public area and she forgot about it but luckily no one entered.

Her handling, the recording became shaky. The grab on her hand was extremely hard, it felt like the screen would be torn by her thumb.

She kept zooming in and zooming out.

Sometimes, it showed her pussy.

Sometimes, it showed her expression.

“AAA-AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Loud and clear, she moaned.

Sometimes, she forgot to breathe.

She breathed.

She forgot.

Both took turns, like a morse code.

Then, she started panting. Faster. Shorter. Her moaning gave a clue about a build-up. Then, her legs shook greatly.

Irene cummed.

A line of blast happened, a powerful one, hitting the screen of her phone. It was short but an amazing one.

Irene hugged her phone, spreading her cum on her cleavage. The panting was recorded so clearly and so did the heartbeat.

Camera up and far, showing her face who looked exhausted with messy hair. With a lovely smile, she said goodbye.

“Miss you.”

The recording ended.

While she was still breathing messily, Irene fixed her costume and cleaned her mess, especially her cum spread all over the place. After that, she got out, faced the mirror, and fixed her messy hair. But, nothing could do with her makeup.

“I’ll just ask unnie to reapply it.”

She was ready to return to the green room. But, before that, she wanted to send the video to her father–and she looked excited about it.

On the top of her Kakaotalk chatting room lists, there was an ID with the Red Velvet album cover as his photo profile. Irene sent the video there.

She felt so satisfied even though he might have ignored it once again. But, then, her message was read. Huh? He checks it? Will he watch the video? OH MY GOD.

Childish and happy was her expression. Irene couldn’t contain it and screamed. Since she didn’t believe it, she checked once again. Yes, the mark was “read”.

But her smile crumbled when she checked the ID name, after that, her eyes showed fear. She didn’t know when he changed his profile photo and it made her mistake him.

The ID name was her manager.

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THAT ONE TIME: UNBEARABLE

STARRING: NAEUN

That one time…

Just like usual, Taeil got a call for his part-time job. It came from his regular, Naeun, yes, that Son Naeun from A pink. While attending college, Taeil worked as a designated driver and Naeun was one of his regulars. Since it was his regular, Taeil knew where to go and which car he needed to drive.

Almost midnight, he finally arrived in the parking area in front of Naeun’s car. Naeun usually went clubbing in the building across from the department store where she parked the car.

After waiting for almost thirty minutes, she finally came out. Naeun looked pretty in her one-piece red dress and military-style jacket–what a combination. She looked drunk and sweaty as hell on that cold night.

“Noona? Is something wrong?”

“Let’s go. Hurry!” She looked pissed but not at Taeil. Sloppily, she tossed the car key and they entered the car. He got in the driver's seat and Naeun sat next to him.

Off they departed.

Taeil felt there was something wrong with Naeun. Rather than being drunk, she looked like having a big headache, and couldn’t stop touching her forehead. He was concerned but it seemed like it was a bad experience and she didn’t want to talk about it so Taeil kept his mouth shut.

“Ffuuuck~” Naeun grunted. From the sound of it, she was pissed. “It’s unbearable.”

Now she let it out, Taeil was in a dilemma about whether he wanted to ask her about what happened or not. If talking about it would ease her, he wanted to help but he also worried if he crossed the boundary. Still, knowing they were quite close, like the dongsaeng-sunbae relationship, he took the risk.

“What happened, noona?”

Naeun didn’t answer for a moment. He thought he was ignored at first.

“A fucker…” she was hesitant to tell him.

“Yes?”

“... Tried to rape me.”

“What? How did that happen?”

Naeun repositioned her sitting form, trying to find the most comfortable position. It seemed like it was an annoying experience.

“So… There is this random guy who approached me, well, trying to flirt. He offered me a drink and since it was free, why not. We talked, enjoyed music, and drank. It was subtle but bit by bit I lost my sense and felt hot. At that time, he held my waist, pulled me, and kissed me. His other hand grabbed my ass hard, pushed me more into him that my belly touched his pen–gosh, I’m too detailed.”

She shook her head and tried to resist the drug’s effect.

“Anyway, I think she drugged me and brought me to a VIP room where his friends waited. My memory is vague during this time but when my senses returned for a moment, I found my dress already on my waist. He had his face on my cleavage while both her hands fondled them…” Naeun realized she went too detailed again. “In short, I resisted and I still couldn’t believe I could go through their barricade.”

Even though she cut it into the short version, it was enough to make Taeil aroused. He had a boner he tried to hide from Naeun because she might have fired him. But, still, the woman herself was next to him and it made her imagination of the story turn so real. Moreover, she couldn’t stop moaning as she fought the unbearable effect. Her sweaty state just gave his imagination more spice.

Naeun closed her eyes, expressing pain. Feeling hot, she took off her jacket, showing some more sweaty skin that Taeil couldn’t ignore.

Unfortunately, she noticed his weird expression. When she looked down, she couldn’t be more surprised.

“Are you… Aroused?”

“W-what… No. I–Y-yes. Sorry, noona. I just can’t help it.”

It became awkward but unexpectedly, Naeun thought something different than what Taeil expressed.

First, she took off her belt and then went to her knees on her seat. After that, she shocked Taeil by diving into his crotch.

“N-NOONA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

“Relax, Taeil-ya. Eyes to the road.”

Strength grip, she unzipped his pants with teeth. Mouth went in, exploring his pants blindly, and went back with his shaft pulled by the soft lips. It sprang up and gently hit Naeun’s right eye. She felt embarrassed and glad that Taeil didn’t see that.

Meanwhile, his heart was about to explode. He couldn’t concentrate and feared that they would have a crash if that continued so he couldn’t dare to rev the car and went slow instead. Fortunately, Naeun’s car was an automatic transmission.

“O-ouh,” he was shocked when Naeun licked his pee hole before blowing wind on it. The car slightly shook to the left. “Dangerous, dangerous.”

“We could’ve died.”

“I’m sorry.”

Well, it was Naeun’s fault. Being younger and an employee made Taeil submissive toward her.

“Ooohhhhh~ N-noona,” he felt her teeth tease him, slightly biting his rod before swallowing them whole. Naeun went deep and her nose touched his thick bush.

Taeil felt amazing and scared at the same time since they were in the middle of a road at night with many cars around.

Maybe it was because of the drug, Naeun became fearless and horny. She didn’t even realize that she behaved unlike herself. Unsightly, she gave him a blowjob like an experienced whore. His dick went hard and long, touching her throat.

“Taeil-ya, let me drive too.”

“W-what?”

“Here, I–” she climbed on top of his lap.

“N-noona! Don’t!” Naeun fought back. She had one of her hands on the steering wheel and Taeil was afraid that if they fought over it when the car was in the middle of the road, they'd get into an accident. I should have pulled over, he regretted. Everything happened so fast. Naeun was already sitting on his lap with Taeil’s dick stuck between her legs and pussy.

“--Go!” calmly but happy, she picked his dick as if it was a manual transmission. Taeil groaned and lived in fear at that moment while Naeun held the steer while she was not in the right condition.

Fortunately, Naeun seemed calm and drove carefully. It was just that her labia kept rubbing on his dick and as a man, in that position, he was extremely attracted to grabbing her breasts.

Her sweaty skin was alluring. But, knowing it was an effect of a drug, he didn’t want to take that chance.

Suddenly, she leaned her head on his left shoulder–with eyes kept on the road. “N-noona! It’s dangerous!”

“Put it in,” she whispered.

“What?”

“Taeil-ya, don’t you want to be inside me.”

“You are roofed. I can’t take advantage of you.”

“You already are,” erotically slow, Naeun pulled down her dress, revealing her top only covered by a red bra.

But Taeil fought back and tried to look. He helped Naeun stabilize the car.

“Come on~ You are already hard as it is.”

“I can’t! I can’t!”

“Pfft~ Stubborn,” in a quick sequence, Naeun lifted a bit and put his dick into her pussy.

“No-noona! A-aahhhhhh,” Taeil found it sorcery when his dick was squeezed. It went deeper as Naeun slid down.

“AaaAAaaAaAAAAhhh~ Uhmmmmm it feels good, isn’t it?”

“Oh god~” He didn’t know whether they would arrive safely or not anymore. Meanwhile, Naeun went drunker and drunker.

She smooched his left cheek. Taeil tried his best to keep them alive while she pumped his penis with her pussy.

Since they drove so slow, it took a long time to drive Naeun home and she got worse as the time went by. She practically smashed Taeil’s dick, jumping up and putting her weight on his sack.

The hardest night of his life. Not only did he need to stay alive due to Naeun’s sabotage but he also needed to hold his man’s instinct as she baited him over and over again.

A few hours later, Naeun woke up and found herself next to Taeil who looked tired. She wondered when she fell asleep. Now they were in the basement of her apartment.

“When did we arrive?”

“Oh, Noona. You awake? We’ve been here for a while.”

“You waited? Why don’t you wake me up?”

“Well, there’s a reason.”

“Oh, it’s morning already?” She saw time on her phone. “What happened last night?”

“N-noona… Don’t try to remember.”

“Last night… Last night… Last NNNIIGHT!” Yes, she remembered. She looked at Taeil and they went awkward.

“Let’s not talk about it.”

Naeun nodded.

“Ugh~” head felt like it was cracking.

“Are you alright?”

“The hangover.”

“Let me help you.”

“Thanks.”

Like a gentleman, Taeil helped Naeun to stay straight. She couldn’t stand on her own and needed his help. Without talking, and with a lot of groaning from Naeun, Taeil walked her to her unit.

After fifteen minutes, she finally passed the door of her home.

“Alright, then… Have a rest noona,” Taeil stopped at her front door and bowed.

“Hey, your payment.”

“You can pay me later.”

“No, no, no… I know you need it. Come inside. I’ll double the pay.”

“You don’t have to.”

“You guarded and waited for me while I slept. It’s the least I can do–Oh my head~”

Since she pressed him, he couldn’t refuse. So, he followed her inside.

“Wait here,” it was a spacious living room that made Taeil awed big time. While Naeun went to her room to retrieve some cash she had stored beforehand, he would wait there.

Her head was killing her. The memories from last night popped back, giving her a headache. Suddenly, she stopped walking.

Gently, she turned, facing Taeil.

“Taeil-ya?”

“What, Noona?”

Somehow, she felt pissed.

“Did I make you cum last night?”

“N-noona! Forget it. Let’s not talk about it.”

“Just tell me.”

“Uhhmmm… No, you didn’t.”

“How long we fuck, again?”

“About… two and half hours.”

“Two and–and I couldn’t make you cum?”

Taeil looked confused wondering why Naeun looked pissed.

“I can’t let it slide,” angry, she power-walked toward him.

“No-noona? Noona! What are you doing?” He was shocked to see Naeun stripped once again. Aggressively, he was pushed onto the sofa and she climbed on top of her.

“Oh, shut up! I give you my consent this time,” unzipped him, and took his dick by force, Naeun turned into a cowgirl.

Even though it was an accident, it still hurt Naeun’s pride that she couldn’t make him cum. It made her feel unattractive.

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LAST CHRISTMAS

STARRING: KARINA

PROLOGUE

Hugo was a good kid. Since he was a kid, he did good deeds and helped anyone who needed help around him. He was sweet and never upset his parents. Thus, he became one of the few Santa’s favorite children around the world.

When Santa visited kids around the world, he could read what the kids did for the entire year, from Christmas to Christmas, and see their true selves. Not even once did Hugo disappoint him.

This year, Hugo turned 18 and it would be his last Christmas. For all the good things Hugo had done, Santa would grant anything he wished. So, ten days before Christmas, when the dwarves were at their busiest period to prepare presents for the kids all around the world, Santa visited Hugo while he was sleeping and entered his dream to ask for his dearest wish.

Fifteen minutes later, he returned from Paris. Four dwarves welcomed him and helped him get down from his sleigh.

“So, you found out what Hugo wanted?” the chief of the dwarf asked him.

“Yes. Yes. Oh my… Yes,” he looked shocked, an expression of disbelief.

“Why do you make that face?”

“It’s just… I can’t describe it.”

“Is it too hard to be granted?”

“No. It’s as easy as snapping my fingers… But, it’s just…”

“You make me curious.”

They kept pushing and pulling. Santa had a hard time spilling Hugo’s wish. In the end, he wrote it on parchment and gave it to the dwarven chief.

“Karina? A Karina? Hugo wants Karina? What is a Karina anyway? A toy? A title of a new video game I didn’t know?”

“It’s a person,” Santa looked shy. He was pinching his white fluffy beard and goatee as he was calming himself.

“A person? Hugo wanted a person?”

“Yes. It is a girl, a singer, from a famous girl group. Celebrity.”

“Ah, a celebrity. It is a common wish then. Many kids wanted to meet their favorite person or thing. Some kids want to meet Spongebob, Ariana Grande, Optimus Prime…”

“Right. But…” Santa looked not sure whether to tell the chief or not, “He wanted to have sex with her.”

“HE WHAT??? THAT HUGO? OUR CUTE HUGO? ARE YOU NOT MISTAKEN? DID YOU MISHEAR IT?”

“I never mishear when I am in someone’s dream.”

“How the hell our Hugo asked something like this? It’s outrageous!”

“Puberty led him down a wrong path.”

“We can’t grant it. Just like those kids who want to meet their favorite person… or fictional characters. We will just give him a toy just like the others.”

But, Santa looked unsure and felt in a dilemma.

“But I already swear for my name that I will grant his wish and a deity never takes back his words.”

“You want him to fuck a girl. You can’t convince her to come to Paris just to fuck a random girl.”

“Well, for that, I can bewitch her.”

“That’s indecent and a wrong way to use your magic, sir.”

“But, I can’t take my word back! I will be punished if I can’t fulfill my promise.”

“So, why did you make a promise?”

“It’s HUGO. You like it when I propose it too and you said you will wrap the present yourself. I can’t take my word back!”

LAST CHRISTMAS

That day, Hugo spent his days playing soccer. He had no girlfriend so all he could do during the eve was just play with his friends. His parents were working overseas and he was alone. There were delivery foods and drinks like pizza, cola, pasta, and many more just for Hugo to celebrate Christmas but he was too tired and went straight to bed.

He thought he would sleep soundly but strangely after midnight passed, he woke up and felt extremely refreshed. Hugo thought he wouldn’t be able to sleep anymore if he felt that refreshed. When he looked at the clock, he realized he slept for just one hour.

There was light from the recreation room. When he came out of his room, he saw the chimney was on. It felt warmer.

“Mom? Dad?” he called but neither mom nor his dad answered his call.

“Hugo?” a stranger called.

“Who’s there?” He saw a silhouette behind the Christmas tree near the chimney. Scared but filled with a sense of responsibility to protect his home from burglars, he approached the person with a metal bat he took from his room. “Come out!”

His tall yet thin figure trembled upon the silhouette but then it vanished when a beautiful Asian girl came from behind the Christmas tree.

“K-Karina?” he murmured the name of the girl.

There she was, Karina, a member of a famous newcomer girl group, standing naked backing the chimney. Her tall and petite figure was wrapped in red ribbons: one crossing her bosom horizontally, covering just her nipples; and one crossing her vertically, from the right shoulder went through her cleavage and down covering her cameltoe. Also, her hands were tied tightly on her back and only leaving her feet free.

Karina’s appearance was very lustful. The way he looked at Hugo was tantalizing. It's as if his girlfriend was giving him her body as a Christmas present, in a rather kinky appearance.

“Are you Hugo?” she talked slowly.

“y-yes. H-how can you talk French so fluently? How do you know my name? I know! It must be a dream.”

“Yes, it is. The one that comes true.”

“Oh my god! You are wrapp–I mean tied,” innocently, he ran to her. “Let me help–”

“Don’t… I prefer it this way,” she looked into his innocent eyes, a kid indeed, even when his age was considered an adult.

“No one likes being tied,” Hugo looked shy and blushed. He avoided looking at Karina who was wearing nothing.

“Oh, you know nothing, Hugo.”

“Why are you here in my house? Why is your French so good? It's a dream, right? Pinch me.”

“I have a better idea…” Karina stuck out her tongue and put it to Hugo’s mouth from the small gap of his mouth. He was startled but couldn’t move. It was his first time having a tongue sweeping inside his mouth. Felt weird. The next thing he knew, his lips moved by themselves and landed on Karina’s. As amateur as he was, Hugo’s lips were stoic and went as far as just landing on hers. Still, Karina got his back, and then she pressed her lips against Hugo’s before crushing them with those wet-looking lips. Hugo was overwhelmed. It was comfortable and adrenaline-pumping at the same time. Down there, he felt pain; his dick was extremely aroused but caged by his pajamas.

Gently, Karina pulled out. Their lips were sticky to each other and two silver lines were drawn between their lips. Hugo looked empty and drank.

Down there, Karina felt his penis stabbing her legs repeatedly. A smile bloomed wide on her pretty face and was enhanced by the mole under her lips.

When suddenly she kneeled, Hugo looked panicked. Since Karina’s hands were tied, she bit the top of his pants and wanted to pull them down before Hugo stopped her.

“W-wait, wait! I’m afraid. My mother said I can’t do this recklessly. I can only do it with my girlfriend and if she allows me to.”

“But I am your girlfriend… for tonight… and I want it.”

“Excuse me?”

“You are a good boy, Hugo and I want to give you a present for all the good deeds you have done as a kid. I want you inside me, Hugo. I want you all over me.”

Leaving Hugo speechless with her alluring speech, Karina stripped his pants with her teeth. A long and thick penis sprang out from the pants and hit Karina’s face, stabbing between her eyes. Karina found it adorable and just laughed it off. Feeling aroused, she kissed it on the shaft then licked down to the sack before kissing sack. Over and over, she rubbed her face on it.

Hugo was gasping out loud. The erotic sensation took over his body. His penis was throbbing insanely and his cum was about to explode even before Karina began the real deal.

Didn’t want it over just like that, Karina cast a spell, channeled by Santa, and kissed his penis. Even if it was wrong, Santa wanted to give Hugo the best night as an adult like having his virginity taken by his favorite idol and just cum as soon as it began was too pathetic. As he had predicted how innocent Hugo’s body was, he set a spell just in case.

Now, Hugo wouldn’t be able to cum until Karina undid the spell. He would feel at the edge of cumming all the time, the most erratic and heavenly moment in having sex–subjectively, the best part of it.

While his penis kept throbbing insanely, visibly, Karina ate the whole of it, putting it down into her throat.

“OOoouuhhhh~”

Being tied, Karina’s blowjob looked like a snake. It was tiring but because she was bewitched, she didn’t know the concept of tiredness. She kept pumping her mouth into Hugo’s. If it was the normal Hugo, he would have cum three times already.

Hugo kept groaning as if he was about to cum. His muscles kept having contractions and it sent a weird ecstasy into his head. Like, his crotch kept moving forward as if he shot his cum but it just didn’t come.

“How is it?” Karina asked for the mid-service review. “Is it good?”

“A-ahh y-yes. You are amazing, Karina.”

“Call me Jimin. That way is more personal.”

“O-Okay, Karina.”

“I told you.”

“O-Okay… Jimin.”

“Why do you keep closing your eyes?”

“B-because… I feel overwhelmed and I can bring myself to watch you doing that down there.”

“Why? Because I’m ugly.”

“NO. NO! You are just too pretty. I can’t contain myself if I watch your beautiful face diving into my dirty genitals.”

“Just don’t try to contain. Open your eyes. Look at this face being wrecked.”

After being repeatedly persuaded, Hugo opened his eyes and finally saw the beautiful girl she idolized down there playing with his penis with her tongue. She looked shiny and naughty at the same time. Their eyes locked as Karina continued cocking his penis.

In front of the chimney, their silhouette looked beautiful. After a while, Hugo could calm down even when his contraction just went harder.

After twenty minutes of thrilling blowjob, Karina pulled out completely. Her mouth was wet and she looked exhausted. Meanwhile, Hugo just couldn’t close his mouth. Felt like his cum was at the edge of his penis and should have exploded a few times. It felt suffocating in a good way.

How it was possible to stay in the climax moment for the entire sex? Thanks to Santa.

After using her mouth to please Hugo for a full twenty minutes, Karina felt her jaw sore. She prone and backing Hugo, hung her butt high, showing him her wet pussy.

“Hugo… You know what to do…” flirty, she shook her butt and made Hugo mesmerized. “I want you to go hard. I want to feel it. I want you to grab my hair and hand then fuck me without mercy?”

“What? Your hair? Isn’t it hurt?”

“Is it. But it feels amazing.”

“If you want it, then, okay.”

Following his idol’s order, Hugo grabbed the ribbon which tied Karina’s hands and then grabbed her beautiful black wavy long hair hard. After grabbing a handful of hair, he pulled.

“A-AAHHHHH O-OUW~”

“S-SORRY~”

“DON’T. Keep it that way.”

Karina’s body was curving upward, like an opened can lid. Her curvy body was flexible enough to keep that position and she tried to make herself comfortable even when her scalp was crying.

After preparing himself, Hugo had a hard time putting his ever-throbbing dick into Karina’s pussy. He kept missing and stabbed her legs instead. A few tries later, he was finally able to put his glans inside then push it all the way. He didn’t know that Karina’s pussy would squeeze his penis hard and sucked it deeper. As he groaned, reacting to the indescribable feeling he felt with his penis, unconsciously he pulled Karina’s hair.

Two kinds of feelings hit Karina hard on the face. While she suddenly felt numb down there, jolted by pain sent from her crotch up to her head, she was also like being slapped by a brick as her head was being pulled. Her facial expression was trapped between groaning and screaming and eventually made her look stiff.

Her eyes twitched and her lips trembled. The pull on her hair was strong and it stressed her but that kinky moment gave her an injection of adrenaline.

“OOOoouuuuhhhhhh,” while Hugo let out his groans loose, Karina’s body still felt undecided. “It-It feels amazing, Jimin. I can’t feel my crotch.”

“So do I, Hugo-darling. I feel it… All over my body... Uhmmm. Now… Fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can.”

Cheered by his idol, Hugo stomped her pussy with all his might. Again, Karina felt pain and pleasure at the same time. She was half groaning and mute-screaming. A bit unbearable, she closed her eyes.

For Hugo, it was the moment he became a true man. A true man could give pleasure to his girl and as Karina wanted him to fuck her without holding back, she got what she asked.

Even when his physique wasn’t awesome, he was still strong enough to slam Karina’s pussy so powerful that her body moved upward due to the push. But, because he held her hair, she was being pulled again.

The ribbon that used to cover her cameltoe was annoying and he ripped it. The one who covered her nipples too was useless now since she shook violently as Hugo gave his all. The shake made her breasts bounce all over the place and let them burst out in the open.

“AAhhhh AHHHH AHHHH AGHH AHHHH AGHHHHH MMMMHHHH~,” Karina let out her groans that became too unbearable.

In front of the warm fire, they made out rigorously. Sweaty, slippery. Their skins were wet, dripping sweat. Hugo was at the edge of his sanity because of the spell Karina chanted. It was like a drug, it felt good but dangerous at the same time. Karina realized that Hugo had reached his limit.

“H-Hugo-darling, Ahhhh hhhh AHHH let me off,” but he couldn’t hear her. “Huh? Hugo? Ahhh, Hugo? Hey!” He was so into the sex and kept ramming her. “Snapped ahhhh ahhh out!”

Karina tried to break out but her position gave her a disadvantage. She couldn’t bring her power to resist. The more time delayed, the more urgent she felt because Hugo was in danger. Hugo was blinded by the lust since it felt so good inside Karina. He just kept fuck her without stopping. His stamina was extremely good. He was at it for ten minutes straight without resting.

With all her might, Karina twisted her hands back there. It was painful but necessary. She then gave a pinch with her nails and made Hugo’s hand bleed.

“Ouuw!” Hugo was shocked and let his hands off. “What the–”

Karina felt flat on the floor. Fortunately, there was thick carpet and her face landed quite safely–still hurt tho.

“Ouch~”

“Ji-Jimin? Are you okay?”

“Y-yes. Yes. I am fine.”

Hugo undid the tie on her hands then they sat face to face in front of the chimney. He still felt pain because of the spell. Karina kissed him, not a lustful french kiss like at the beginning, but a soulful peck that pushed hard on his soft lips.

“This the best moment of my entire life,” said Hugo in a romantic tone, a bit blushing.

“This is,” and Karina replied with a beautiful smile. “Now, I want you to pour it all over me.”

“What is it?”

“You’ll know. Now, stand up,” Karina helped him stand. His crotch was now at the same level as her face. Sticking out her tongue, she gave a lick on the tip of his penis and lubricated it with her saliva.

*SNAP*

Her finger snap echoed then suddenly Hugo growled. A big eruption came. The first wave. It shot strongly and hit Karina’s face. A sea of cum came at her face and it was unstoppable.

Then, the second wave. It wasn’t as strong as the first one but it was as much. It fell to her cleavage which then ran to her bottom.

Third-wave. Not as much and strong and thick as the previous waves, it was just dripping. Karina stuck out her tongue and bucket every drop of it.

Hugo was extremely exhausted after cummed three times in a row. Meanwhile, Karina was full of cum, face, and body. Still, she helped clean up Hugo’s penis.

“Oh my god. You are in a mess,” like a gentleman, Hugo gave her a lot of tissue and then helped her clean her face and body. He still couldn’t believe he had sex with Karina and he couldn’t stop smiling, thinking did that mean they were a thing now.

“Why are you keep smiling like that?”

“Don’t know. Just that, you are so beautiful.”

Karina blushed as she cleaned herself. She then told Hugo to sleep on her lap. Strangely, after that, he was extremely sleepy. The last picture he saw was Karina’s beautiful smile between her cleavage seeing from her lap.

When he woke up, he ended up in his room still wearing his complete pajamas. Running to the recreation room, he didn’t find any sign of what happened last night. Just as I thought, he thought. But, right after he was convinced, he found the wound Karina inflicted when she pinch his left hand just under the thumb.

EPILOGUE

Giselle, Winter, and Ningning had breakfast together on the morning of Christmas. While they were chatting, they then wondered why Karina hadn’t woken up yet.

Right when Ningning was just about to wake her up, Karina entered the kitchen, looking exhausted and sleepy.

“What’s with you? Can’t sleep?” Giselle asked.

“I think I sleep well but my entire body feels hurt and my jaw is sore.”

“Slept in a bad position?” Winter asked.

“Maybe. Hey, I think the skincare product we used last night is bad. I mean, my face feels sticky.”

“But, my face is fine,” Winter replied.

“Me too,” Giselle followed and Ningning just nodded as she had a spoonful of rice in her mouth.

“My crotch is stingy too.”

“You sound like a granny. You complain a lot.”

“I also had a weird dream last night…”

“What is it?” Ningning sounded so curious.

“I have a romantic date with a French guy in Paris.”

[END]

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LAST MEN ON EARTH: FIRST CLASS

STARRING: ARIN & HEEJIN

The story takes place in a world where a pandemic happened at the beginning of the new century, the year 2000. a virus that attacks only males and reduces 98% of their population.

General education class: Opposite Gender Awareness. A small room whose layout copied a common painting class. The seats were arranged circling the center of the room. 10 students were attending. Such a small number for a general class. It happened because of the nature of the study.

Among those students, there were Arin and Heejin who worked as idols. For them, education was important and since their group was on hiatus, they decided to take the semester seriously and attended class regularly. Since they knew each other, they sat together in the south of the classroom.

“Woah, I don’t know anyone except you. All my peers have already left me,” said Heejin.

“Me too. I don’t know anyone here. What are we studying anyway?” Arin sounded clueless.

“Heol? You don’t know? Men. We study men. You didn’t read the explanation?”

The diligent Heejin explained to Arin about the class. Since the population of men was reduced, there was a lack of opposite-gender awareness. Lesbian was the new normal and women sought sexual pleasure through toys. The government was concerned that the interest of men would be reduced even more just like their population. Thus, they let some universities hold general classes about men, and norms about opposite-gender sex changed drastically. The objective of the class was to make women take interest in sexual intercourse with men.

“Omo~ So… are we going to meet a man? Have you met one?” Arin looked excited.

“Not in real life. Only on TV, some videos and… Porn,” Heejin blushed as she smirked.

“Ah, you watch porn too?”

“You too? Only on a few occasions.”

Both Arin and Heejin were almost strangers to each other. Even though they met on music shows, they were only acquaintances. But, sitting together in that class brought them close.

Suddenly, the southwest door was open. A woman in her 60s entered the class. She looked so formal in her long sleeve shirt. All the students put their attention on that woman.

“Good afternoon, professor.”

The students gave their greet–including standing and bowing.

“Good afternoon, everyone. Welcome to Opposite Gender Awareness Class. My name is Lee Dabin, your lecturer for this class.

”Before we start our class, has anyone here had an interaction with a man before?” The women in the class looked at each other. “No one? Only from porn?” Some were laughing, it was an embarrassed laugh, as if they were caught–including Arin and Heejin. “I hope you are not completely clueless about men.”

“Is there any difference whether we meet a man directly or through watching a video, mam?” a student asked.

“Of course. When we interact with men in real life, a pheromone is a part of the equation. Some people have strong and some have weak pheromones. Getting close with an opposite gender can make you feel attracted.”

There were some questions here and there from the students and Professor Less answered them with her elegant gestures and voice. Seemed like her students were very curious about men.

“Well, how about we start our class? For that, I want to welcome our guest,” she pointed at the southwest door. There was a silhouette behind the gap in the doors.

“Is that a man?” Heejin stretched her neck, trying to steal a look at that silhouette. Just like the others, she was curious.

“It’s a man. It’s a man!” Excitingly, Arin murmured when the door was open and someone he could only see through videos entered the class.

The entire class was excited. Their mouths couldn’t stop talking to the students next to them when a young healthy tall man appeared.

“He is a freaking tower. How tall is he?”

“Around 180?”

“Look at his arms. They are big. They aren’t fat, right? Those are muscles.”

“It’s strange. I’m scared.”

“Ah, he smiles at me. It’s pretty.”

“So, this is a man in the flesh.”

“Alright, ladies, quit chattering. Now, boy, you can’t introduce yourself.”

He followed the professor to the center of the class and he got all the attention. They were then surprised by a charismatic deep tone coming from his mouth.

“Hello everyone. My name is Jang Hansoo. It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” he bowed and all the students gave him a round of awkward applause. It was their first time meeting a man and they didn’t know how to react.

“Is he considered handsome?” Arin whispered to Heejin.

“I don’t know. But, his face is pleasant to see. I guess we can call him handsome,” Heejin was mesmerized by his boxy head shape which oozed a manly vibe.

“So…” the professor started, “our guest is a precious sample of a man. Why precious? Because he is an example of a man in his prime. He is 25 years old, healthy, and… fertile.” The class laughed awkwardly after the last word. “How many children do you have again, Mr. Jang?”

“Twelve, mam. Four of them are male.”

“Father of twelve children. God bless our country.”

“Then, is he married?” Arin blurted.

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, he is not. He is considered an asset to our country. Mr. Jang takes on duties to repopulate our country. Having children doesn't mean he is married. If there are women who want to have children and she is registered in our repopulation program, men like Jang are assigned to fertilize. So, yes, it’s more of a duty.”

The professor explained briefly. Just like before, there were so many curious students and she answered their questions as briefly as possible so the class activity would go on.

“Enough with the question. I know you are all curious but I need to begin the teaching activity, right? Alright, Mr. Jang, if you may, please. Everyone, come closer.”

Led by the professor, the students left their seats and encircled Hansoo. Arin and Heejin felt weird as they got closer to that man. Their hearts were beating faster and they couldn’t take their eyes away from him. Just like the professor explained, maybe it was the work of the pheromone.

Everyone was curious about what the man was about to do. Arin and Heejin held their breath when the man started unbuttoning his shirt fast. Their eyes were wide open when they saw her muscular top. Those firm-looking muscles looked so attractive, especially with sweat and chest hair.

Arin and Heejin were watching what they usually saw on porn but it wasn’t the best part yet. They fixed their eyes on the half bottom, especially the flaccid penis.

A common secret that young women loved enjoying themself. Both Arin and Heejin knew how good it was when they played with their pussy. But, the play was either with fingers or toys. Thinking about how it felt to play with an authentic penis made them a bit horny.

By the professor’s instruction, they were given free time to examine rare species. While Arin was still daydreaming about his flaccid penis, Heejin pulled her to join her to scan his back. They walked slowly, circling him clockwise.

“Look at those definitive muscles. They are bigger than ours, way bigger,” Heejin murmured.

“Just like what I saw in videos. Oh, those butt cheeks look solid,” Arin couldn’t help but adore him.

“You can touch him if you want,” suddenly, the professor appeared next to Arin.

“M-may I?”

“Of course.”

Dragging Heejin, hesitantly, Arin came closer. Three other students also approached the man. Gently, Arin placed her right hand on his leg.

“Woah~ It’s solid. What are you waiting for? Touch him,” she urged Heejin to touch his other leg. “How is it? His muscles are hard, right?”

“You are right. He must exercise a lot.”

“I do,” he said.

“Ah, he talked to me,” Heejin said to herself. Her head was looking at his masculine face. “I guess you need to stay healthy for the repopulation.”

“Indeed. The government put in a strict program.”

“Cool.”

The free time was over and the students gathered in front of Hansoo. Arin and Heejin stood right at the center, next to the professor.

“I guess that is enough for the introduction. Now, let’s do something more practical. I want each of you to give Mr. Jang a hug. Starting from you.”

Arin was startled when the professor pointed at her. Without thinking much, she stepped forward. At first, Arin thought it wouldn’t be much different from how she usually felt when she hugged women. And, her mindset changed when the right side of her face landed on his solid chest.

The height difference was cute. Those solid muscles gave a feeling of scrutiny. Hard to explain, but he smelled tough and it made her blush. Including what she could hardly explain, there were numerous unexplainable things Arin felt. All of them gave a kind of inevitable attraction. It was natural and instinctive.

“Alright, enough. Next,” just like what the professor instructed, Arin backed off and returned to Heejin. Another student came to hug Hansoo.

“Why is your face red?” Heejin looked confused.

“Am I? What to do? I feel hot too. Am I sick? No. Unlikely. Did I fall in love with him?”

“That’s unlikely too. I think you are just aroused.”

When it was finally Heejin’s turn, she felt what Arin felt. That man was an alpha. His attraction was strong. Not a single student failed to get aroused. They were all now quiet and got confused.

Heejin was the last student and when she was about to return to where Arin was standing, the professor stopped her, letting her stay close in front of Hansoo.

“Student, can you assist me?” The professor asked.

“W-what can I help you with, mam?”

“I want you to touch Mr. Jang’s genitalia. Let’s help him get erect.”

Heejin’s eyes were wide open when she heard the request. Touching a real dick was kind of scary for youngsters. It was an uncharted zone even though not completely. The other students were talking behind her which just gave Heejin a boost of nervousness.

Welcoming Heejin with a smile, Hansoo bowed as if he thanked her for her cooperation. After thinking about how she intended to touch his genitals, Heejin just followed what she watched in porn videos. She spitted on her right hand, wrapped his penis with her fingers, and started stroking it. Heejin’s hand moves looked professional even though it was clearly amateurish–yes, professional only by a look.

“You look experienced Ms. Jeon,” the professor made fun of her and the entire class. It lifted a bit of the nervousness.

Not long after, the magic happened. On her hand, Heejin felt his penis gradually turn solid. All the students chuckled when that flaccid dick “woke up” and got bigger in seconds.

The professor told the students to get closer and watch his dick together while Heejin kept stroking. She breathed slower as she got even more nervous. The dick in her hand was pulsing as if it was alive.

“Alright, Ms. Jeon, take a rest.”

Heejin stopped stroking but the place was too crowded for her to step back. The professor told the students to duck, lowering their eyes level to his dick. All the females there examined as if his dick was an artifact. Unlike those rubbery dildos, it was made of flesh and looked muscular.

“It’s the same size as the new toy Seunghee-unnie bought last week. Are men’s penises that big?” Arin murmured.

“Certainly not. The foreigner is much bigger,” Heejin answered, whispering to Arin.

“Ah, right.”

“Anyone wants to taste it?” Said the professor. All the students avoided her eyes. Examining it from up close already scared most of them. They treated his penis as radioactive.

“Yewon said she wanted to give it a try, professor,” Heejin playfully sold her friend.

“H-hey! I never say that.”

“Ah, a volunteer.”

“No. Professor, I’m not–”

“Don’t be shy. Come here.”

Cutely glaring at Heejin, Arin switched positions with Heejin. Now, she was at the front. Arin couldn’t hide her nervousness in front of the penis.

Just like Heejin, Arin copied what she watched on porn, and recklessly opened her mouth before the professor stopped her.

“Don’t open it too narrow. Give it more space so your teeth will not touch his genitals.”

“O-okay,” following the professor’s tip, Arin opened her mouth wider. Her jaw was shaking as her mouth got closer to his dick. The front of her upper lip touched his glans and it seemed like it would go smooth but Arin just shoved it through. Now, there was a dick almost down to her throat. “U-uhhmmm,” it was a weird sensation compared to sucking a dildo, mostly because it was throbbing.

“So, how is it?”

Arin pulled out before answering the professor. “I don’t know, professor. It feels weird. Wait, is this thing even clean?”

“Yes, it is. Mr. Jang takes great care of his own genitals.”

“O-ok then.”

Without any instruction from the professor, Arin returned to suck his dick. She passionately bobbed her head. Heejin and the professor exchanged looks.

Heejin wanted to laugh because the only instruction from the professor was to have a taste, meaning Arin could just lick or put it inside her mouth briefly and not give him a blowjob. Still, no one stopped Arin. Heejin just looked at her while holding her laugh.

“Uhmmm~” Somehow, Arin’s voice changed. It turned smoother as if she enjoyed her oral play. Listening to her slurping and humming was actually hypnotizing. Including Heejin, many of the students were biting their own lips. They started to feel uncomfortable.

Unlike Arin, Hansoo looked indifferent. He didn’t moan or make noise and just watched Arin sucking his penis.

“Professor?” Heejin whispered. “Are all men like that? They don’t make noise when they have sex.”

“Of course not. Mr. Jang is just too good. He is one of the best,” indirectly, the professor claimed that Arin’s amateurish blowjob couldn’t excite Hansoo. “Alright, that’s enough, Ms. Choi. We don’t have that much time left.”

Arin pulled out and returned to Heejin.

“Are you an idiot?” Said Heejin to Arin.

“What do you mean?”

“Who told you to give him a blowjob?”

Arin was frozen to hear that fact. She felt dumb and stupid. When she looked around, everyone just smiled in a joking way toward her and they were insulting. Couldn’t handle the embarrassment at the moment, Arin hid her face in Heejin’s shoulder.

“Alright, for the last part of our class, let’s jump to the most exciting part of the interaction between men and women… Penetration.”

Hearing that word silenced the students. No one talks. They were all just watching the professor dragging a chair to Hansoo. The professor could see their nervousness and it was understandable.

“What’s with the silent?” She asked humorously.

“Is it painful?” Said one of the students. She looked nervous when she said that.

“Can be. It all depends on harmony. Having sex is all about understanding your partner.”

All those explanations just passed by. Arin and Heejin were too enchanted imagining themself making out with Hansoo. It was a rare chance.

“Any volunteers?”

“ME!” Including Arin and Heejin, eight students raised their hands.

“Oh, apparently they are exciting. Alright, let’s get into it. Everyone can take turns.”

Heejin swiftly stood to the front while Arin was in the back. She became Hansoo’s first partner.

Nervously, she took off her trouser, revealing her fit legs, fair skin, and unexpectedly unattended pubic hair. Heejin wasn't sure whether to cover her vagina or not. Awkwardly, she sat on the chair and Hansoo approached her legs.

“Strong legs.”

“Thank you.”

“It will be wonderful to hold on. I heard you are an idol.”

“Yes. Haven’t you heard about LOONA?”

“Sorry. I’m not into idols.”

“Don’t be.”

It was a proper short conversation. Heejin felt fluttering to talk with him. Suddenly, she turned into an adolescent.

“I’m gonna put it in, okay? I have lubricated my penis just now so it will be alright. Just relax, okay?”

“O-okay.”

Gently, he spread her legs. Heejin’s eyes were focused on her vagina and his dick that went straight into it. Slowly, it stabbed her. The first impression of being penetrated by an organic penis was when Heejin felt there was a hammer hitting her head.

“A-AHHKK! O-OUCH! OUCH! IT’S HURT!” Heejin had her mouth wide open as she frowned. Her entire body was shaking and she looked at Hansoo with deary eyes–begging for mercy.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I haven't even moved it yet,” Hansoo tried to calm Heejin.

“No! It’s not okay. It’s hurt!”

Her eyes were wet. Heejin’s explosive reaction made the other students worried. Everyone suddenly felt scared to do the practical lesson.

“Ms. Jeon, relax, will you,” said the professor. “Remember what I said? Sex is about understanding your partner. You are too stiff. Relax and let your vagina adapt to Mr. Jang’s penis.”

“Heejin-ssi, relax. Follow me. Breath in… Good… let it out. Again, breathe in…” Hansoo tried his best to help Heejin.

Gradually, she felt relaxed. Her tremor stopped and she was less worried.

“Settled yet?”

“I-I guess so.”

“Then, I will start moving it, okay?”

“Yes. Please, gently. Uhmm~”

“This gentle?”

“Yes. A-ahhhh~”

The other students didn’t believe that Heejin sounded lovely unlike a few minutes ago. Her expression was relaxed and looked enjoying the penetration. Watching her made them drink their saliva. Down there, they were all wet.

“You know?” Said Hansoo. “During this moment, your body can be sensitive.”

“R-really?”

“Yes. May I touch you?”

“S-sure.”

Heejin was startled when Hansoo put his hand on her right breast. He gently squeezed it. The groan that came from her mouth sounded macho for a girl.

“A-ahhh~ H-hey! You didn’t say you’ll touch my breast.”

“I’m sorry. I should be more specific.”

“What happened happened.”

“Thank you. So, how does it feel? Do you feel good?”

“Yes. A-ah ahhh ahhh I feel good.What kind of sorcery is this? Ahhh ahhhh!” Everyone could hear Heejin half talking half moaning. “It’s totally different from using a dildo.”

“If you allow me, I can make you even better.”

“Yes, please. Ahh ahhhh ahk ahh. Make me feel good!” Heejin almost cursed when Hansoo dived and kissed her neck. He aggressively smooched her sweaty pale neck. It felt like her brain was dough and hands were kneading it over and over.

She started sweating a lot and by reflex, she hugged Hansoo.

“I’m going faster, okay.”

“Yes. Yes. Just do anything. A-ahhh ahhh Aghhh! AHhh AHhhh!”

“Is it too much?”

“NNNno! It’s quite overwhelming, quite painful b-b-b-but… Ahh ahhh but it feels so good! Ahhh ahhh!”

Heejin couldn’t hide her lovely smiling face. She even forgot she was in a class and she was having a lesson.

“ALRIGHT! THAT’S ENOUGH!” Following the professor's order, Hansoo suddenly stopped pounding Heejin’s flesh.

First, confusion. Then, Heejin felt frustrated that she stopped him when her excitement was at its peak. She just couldn’t show the professor how mad she was at her now. It was an anticlimax.

“Hey, what are you doing? It’s my turn,” said the student behind Hansoo. She looked so thirsty already. After watching how erotic Heejin was, they couldn’t wait to have a taste of Hansoo’s dick.

Heejin walked out of the chair. Down there, she felt a bit numb. She walked limpy toward Arin.

“Hey, are you okay?” She said.

“Of course,” Heejin sounded bitter.

Arin dragged a chair and let Heejin rest there. She and a few other students surrounded Heejin. They looked so curious.

“So, how did it feel?”

“I can’t describe it, especially after I couldn’t feel my legs.”

“What? Isn’t that bad?”

“No. It’s–Aghh I can’t explain it,” Heejin looked so frustrated. At the same time, the second student let out her groan loudly. Heejin looked so jealous to hear her. “Gosh, I wish the professor didn’t stop him.”

All Heejin could think was a dick. It felt like a drug and she was addicted to it.

Time passed.

One by one, the students got their turn.

At last, it was Arin’s turn.

“Alright. We don’t have that much time anymore. This will be the last student.”

“But, professor!”

Voice of protest raging in the class.

“Sorry. But we don’t have time. Maybe next class. Okay, Ms. Choi.”

“R-right,” just like Heejin, Arin was nervous as hell. She took off her jeans and revealed her thin legs yet unexpectedly plump butt cheeks. “I can just sit here, right?”

“Since it’s the last one, how about we do it differently?” Hansoo suggested.

“Differently? H-how?”

“How about you sit on your knees on the chair while backing me.”

Following Hansoo's instruction, Arin climbed the chair and showed him her plump ass.

“Like, like this?”

“Okay. Remember, relax.”

Arin nervously nodded.

Strongly, she gripped the rail. Almost twisting her head, Arin monitored Hansoo. His hands were on her waist, clawed gently.

Slowly, slowly, his penis screwed into her pussy. “A-aahhh!” Her body reacted quite suddenly. The back was arcing and her legs almost gave up.

“You have a pretty butt, Yewon-ssi.”

“T-thank you.”

“Nice. You are relaxed. I’m going to move my penis, okay?”

“Yes, please. Ahhh! A-ahhh~ Relax, relax~ Ahhh~”

It was a different position compared to what the other students did. Jealousy could be seen on their faces, especially when they saw Arin starting to enjoy the fuck. They were wondering how it felt to have sex with a man in that position… Or how it felt to make out in so many various positions available.

“Hansoo-ssi? Can you grab my butt?” Arin was curious how it felt being violated in the butt.

“Wow, getting adventurous, aren’t we? Since you are asking,” Hansoo’s hands came from her waist down to her butt. His fingers clawed hard on her plump butt and squeezed them rigorously.

“Oh my god~ This is so good. You are so good, Hansoo-ssi.”

“Thank you, Yewon-ssi.”

“M-my knees are hurt but it feels good. How is it possible?”

“Adrenaline, Yewon-ssi. It’s your adrenaline. Sometimes, we go even more adventurous and you can’t believe how amazing it can be.”

“R-really? A-ahhh ahhh~ T-tell me more about being adventurous.”

“Like… Instead of your vagina… We can go with your butt.”

“G-gosh~T-that’s ahhh ahhh that sounds painful.”

“Oh, is it? You never taste it.”

Arin went silent. A little more push and she would be willing to try anal.

“What else?”

“There is a term called ‘bondage’.”

“Ah, I-I know that. It’s basically being tied like a prisoner for torture.”

“Indeed.”

“How does that feel good?”

“Sometimes, we find excitement in a weird place.”

Arin couldn’t help but be imaginative. First was anal and now bondage. She was dying of curiosity. Right after the class, she wanted to go to the nearest red district but she quickly remembered that she was an idol. Her fans would be disappointed if she was caught visiting some brothel. On top of that, even for brothel houses, there was rarely a man and if there was any, it would be expensive.

“ALRIGHT! ENOUGH.”

Arin sighed, disappointed. “Why is my turn so short?”

After Hansoo pulled his dick, Arin walked limpy, joining the other students. Seven students were looking sweaty and horny. If there was no moral involved, they would charge at Hansoo already.

“That’s the end of our practical lesson. Before I end the class, I want to give you a sample of male sperm as a parting gift.”

The professor got her students’ interest. There was a myth that male sperm was extremely good for health and skin. For women, it was a treasure.

When Hansoo started stroking his dick, the students were crawling to him. Arin and Heejin were leading the pack. They put their face under his dick. But, other students used their hands to plate the upcoming cum. In the end, they were scrambling. When Hansoo finally grunted and unloaded his juice, Arin and Heejin got a little bit stuck on their faces with some dripping into their mouths.

The mess signaled the end of the class.

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GOOD LUCK CHUCK

STARRING

(NAGYUNG LEE)

Had been more than 10 hours since the last time Nagyung saw the sun. Nothing she could do but record new songs for the upcoming comeback or practice the choreography. The comeback date hadn’t been decided since there were a lot of things that needed to be perfected.

Even though her fans were looking forward to Fromis_9's comeback, Nagyung didn’t feel the same. She looked defeated, thinking it was probably just the same lukewarm comeback. Even though there were improvements, compared to top girl groups in her generation, Nagyung felt lacking.

All those singing, all those practicing, now felt like nothing more than obligations. Nagyung didn’t feel her passion for doing all those things.

With that defeated mind, Nagyung stepped out of the company building to have lunch. There was a barbeque restaurant around whose pork tasted heavenly. If combined with alcohol, Nagyung felt her mood would be better.

Still, an idol drinking alcohol during her lunch, Nagyung would tarnish her idol image. Thus, a hat, masker, and glasses were a must. Still, even with all that, Nagyung needed to be careful.

When she reached the restaurant, the sizzling sound of meat being grilled or the smoke of it just aroused her. If she closed her eyes, she could already imagine herself drinking a bottle of soju. Nagyung couldn’t help but smile.

How lucky she was, the restaurant wasn’t crowded since it passed lunchtime–still, moderately filled. When Nagyung was about to sit at an empty table, she saw a chubby man and a tall man enjoying their meat on their table.

It was automatic. The chubby man, when Nagyung saw him, she felt familiar. Her entire body stopped moving. Like, her soul was dedicated to her brain, to think rather than to move.

Then… *SNAP*

“I can’t believe it,” abandoning her table, Nagyung went to theirs instead. Shamelessly, she sat next to the chubby man. “Are you Chuck?” She said as soon as her ass met the chair.

“WHAT THE–”

“Are you Chuck?” Nagyung asked once again, looking excited.

Nagyung believed in superstition. The man she approached had a history of dating a member of a top girl group. According to the myth, the group of the member he dated won daesang that year after she dated him. When she broke up, her group flopped but rose again after she dated him again. From what Nagyung heard, it wasn’t about dating him but rather having sex with him. Apparently, all the girls he had slept with became successful. Thus, he was called Chuck–based on a movie where the male protagonist gave luck to the ladies he fucked.

“I don’t think I’m the person you are looking for, miss?” said that chubby man.

“Yeah. You’ve got the wrong man, miss,” the friend added.

Nagyung took a glance at that friend and he didn’t even try to hide his amazement when Nagyung took off her mask and hat. The way he looked at her was lustful. He was the type Nagyung hated the most but she thought she could take advantage of that friend.

“Really? Is he really not the person I am thinking of?” Nagyung looked puppyish and irresistible. At the same time, she touched his left leg with her right foot, deliberately trying to arouse him.

“Actually… Yes. He is Chuck,” there, friendship was cheaply bought.

“Dude. I thought you were loyal.”

“S-sorry, bro. I mean it,” he said, but he looked indifferent–couldn’t keep his eyes away from Nagyung. “I’m sorry but are you a celebrity?”

Nagyung just smiled at him. It was a bitter question because it meant she was a nugu in his eyes. Then, she proceeded to ignore him and focused on Chuck.

“So, I’m right, you are Chuck,” he didn’t answer her and just kept munching his meat. “What’s your real name?” Still didn’t answer. “Or should I just keep calling you Chuck?”

“Chiyeol, his name is Cho Chiyeol,” once again, his friend betrayed him. Even though he helped her, she didn’t even look at him.

“Oh, Chiyeol… So, Chiyeol-ssi… Or do you prefer I call you Chiyeol-oppa?”

“Stop it, miss. You give me shivers,” he looked annoyed. “What are you anyway? You come and just call me ‘oppa’.”

“Can’t you see my face? Haven't you seen my face on TV? Or youtube? I’m… An idol.”

He still didn’t look concerned, unlike his friend.

��Really? Of course, with that pretty face. What’s your group name? I will stan you,” Nagyung wondered how his words could successfully annoy her every time he opened his mouth.

“It’s Fromis_9. Please, support us,” she faked a smile for that friend. He took out his phone and started searching for Nagyung’s group.

“Woah, daebak. It’s really you,” he showed Nagyung’s photo to her and Chuck. Nagyung could only smile.

“So, Nagyung-ssi…” he put down his chopsticks and finally faced her. “What business do you have with me? Do you even get the right person?”

“Oppa, your appearance fits the description. You are a myth, oppa. Do you know that?”

“Yeah, I heard the myth. Don’t tell me…” he looked at Nagyung, full of concern. She just smiled as she felt he knew what her intention was.

“I see you read my mind, oppa.”

“No. I don’t want to.”

“Why? Am I not to your liking? I can do whatever you want. Oral? Anal? I will let you do it anywhere you like,” listening to Nagyung made that friend aroused. He wondered how she looked so casual while offering Chuck to have sex with her.

“You are pretty, Nagyung-ssi. Really pretty. But, do you believe that myth?”

“Whether you believe it or not, why don’t we try it? I will not sue you if I don’t get the result I want.”

Nagyung kept insisting but he was still unmoved. Gradually, that sweet smile of Nagyung fade because she was annoyed at Chuck.

“Please, stop, Nagyung-ssi,” said the friend. “Chiyeol is traumatic. All the girls he dated only want his luck. They took advantage of him when he loved them wholeheartedly.“

“So, you mean, the myth is true after all?” Nagyung said, full of hope. Yes, she was desperate enough for a big success. “You just make me more determined. What do I need to do for you to fuck me, oppa?”

“Dude!” Chuck looked mad at his friend.

“U-ups!”

“Oppa, you don’t need to date me. We can just have fun. I will be good to you. Or, if you want a girlfriend, I can be your girlfriend,” Nagyung got more and more desperate. It was clear from her voice.

Her excitement just pissed him off. Chuck lost his appetite and left the table without emptying his plate.

“Hey, Chiyeol-ah!”

“Oppa!”

Nagyung panicked. She stopped his friend by grabbing his sleeve. “W-what?” He asked.

“M-may I know your name?”

“Jichang, Kwak Jichang.”

“Jichang-oppa, then. May I ask you something?”

“Yes?”

“Can you give me Chiyeol-oppa’s number?”

“T-that’s—I don’t know. He will be mad if I give you his number. I’m sorry but–”

“I’ll give you a blowjob.”

Jichang’s heart almost stopped. Fortunately, the place was crowded and there was a lot of noise so other people didn’t hear what Nagyung just said.

“W-what did you say?” He was still in disbelief.

“Blowjob. I’ll give you a blowjob. You know, I’ll let you put your genitals into my mouth.”

“I know what it means. What I mean is… For real?” Nagyung could see he was extremely interested. Imagining that pretty face dove into his crotch, Jichang was erect.

Realizing he fell for her, Nagyung put back her mask and hat. Then, she dragged him away from the restaurant, heading somewhere they could be alone.

They went and rented a small karaoke room. After locking the door, Nagyung took off her hat, mask, and jacket. Then, she gave him a seducing look.

“What are you doing, oppa? Take it out,” she sounded impatient and sexy.

“O-okay. Okay!” He couldn’t hide his excitement.

While he took off his pants, Nagyung grabbed a can of beer on the table–provided by the owner. She drank and gargled, preparing herself to suck a stranger she just met.

Pants dropped. A moderate size Korean dick came like a paddy.

“How about you sit, oppa. Relax, okay?”

“Y-yes, Nagyung-ssi,” he was completely bewitched by her and followed her lead to sit at the edge of the seat.

Nagyung kneeled as she tidied her short hair. There was no doubt on her face as she grabbed his dick delicately. Tongue out and Jichang couldn’t believe a gorgeous girl like her was licking his glans.

“Uhmm~” their eyes met and it was such an erotic moment. A mere appetizer but he was already at the edge. “Gosh, you are so pretty, Nagyung-ssi.”

“Thank you, oppa,” she smiled. “I’ll put it inside my mouth now, okay?”

“Yes, please. Also, be gent–AaAAhhhHhHh~” when his dick landed on her tongue, he felt his brain was melted. Gently squeezed by her pretty lips and the small movement of her mouth was a great teasing before she went for a deepthroat. Jichang could feel the warmness of Nagyung’s throat as she let it stay there for a while.

“Puuaahh!” After holding it for a while, Nagyung pulled his dick. The precum stuck on her upper mouth and drew a thin law between it and his peehole.

“Is it good? My dick feels good, right?”

“Of course, oppa,” a lie, indeed. There was nothing special about his dick. But, Nagyung needed to feed his ego. “How about me? Did I play to your liking?”

“Oh, you are so good, Nagyung-ssi.”

“Don’t be satisfied yet. It’s just the beginning, oppa,” after smitten him more with her smile, Nagyung swallowed his dick a whole and started bobbing at a moderate pace.

“Holy–Ahhh Uhmmmm~”

Watching Nagyung’s head moving back and forward was so satisfying. Her head moved at a constant speed. It made her look elegant. The way she sucked his penis looked delicious.

Repeatedly, she pulled her head out, then flirted with Jichang while stroking his wet dick before she put his dick back into her mouth. That was enough. Nagyung didn’t want to put more effort and it seemed like Jichang couldn’t ask for something better.

That blowjob just continued without any change–whether in position or pace. It didn’t take that long until Nagyung felt his dick throb.

“Oppa, are you about to cum?” She asked while stroking his dick.

“Y-yes. Nagyung-ssi, I think I’ll cum soon.”

“Do you want to cum on my face?”

“Ww-wha–on your face?”

“Yes. I want you to film it and send it to Chiyeol-oppa,” stopped her stroke for a while, Nagyung took out her phone. After unlocking it, she turned the camera on and gave it to Jichang to film her. “Film my face, okay? And… Be careful, don’t cum on my shirt.”

Following her request, Jichang filmed her face looking ready to accept his juice. It got him pumped. When his dick violently trembled, he just got even more excited. Watching Nagyung stop her hand and resign was the peak. She closed her eyes and just waited until he finally unloaded.

Finally, he erupted. A load of cum landed on her face. He put his dick between her eyes and the cum spread unevenly.

“Did you film it?”

“Yes. I did.”

“Can you help me to spread the cum evenly?” Her boldness knew no boundary but it was what made her sexy with that cute face. Without saying anything, Jichang used his dick to spread his cum on her face more evenly. Then, he took a picture of her face. “Not enough. Take more,” Nagyung behaved naughtily and posed like a slut for the photos. “Good. Put Chiyeol-oppa’s number and send the photos to him.”

“Do you need my help to convince him to have sex with you?” He suddenly asked.

“What? Do you want to help me?”

“Yes… If you let me have sex with you first.”

“No,” Nagyung answered him instantly. “I will not fuck you oppa.”

Jichang looked embarrassed. He realized he took the thing too far. So, he decided to compromise a bit.

“T-then… How about your breasts? I’ll help you convince Chiyeol if you let me play with your breasts.”

For a moment, Nagyung was thinking.

“Cool,” she asked him to move a bit and then she sat next to him. After unbuttoning her shirt, she revealed her breasts that were covered with a sporty bra. Jichang landed his hand and fondled her breasts while Nagyung was busy taking selfies of herself being groped.

***

Alone in the dorm, Saerom was having a night shower after a long day of dance practice. Wet long black hair and healthy skin. She was currently mostly covered in suds. Due to the warm shower, she felt her fatigue lifted. She moaned erotically without knowing Nagyung was behind her, filming.

“Unnie~” she called.

When Saerom turned around, she was too late to realize that Nagyung’s camera was filming her gorgeous breasts. Nagyung captured the picture of Saerom’s wet naked breasts jiggling faintly when she turned around. By reflex, late reflex, Saerom covered her breasts and clean-shaven vagina with her hands.

“WHAT THE FUCK!”

Shamelessly, Nagyung smirked. “Why are you hiding them, unnie? They are gorgeous. Show them to me.”

“What the hell are you doing? Is it for that man? Again? It has been two weeks and you never stop sending him your slutty pictures. Maybe he's just not into you.”

“Maybe. That’s why I sent him yours. Come on, Chiyeo-ssi… Just let me fuck you,” she said while texting him. “Or do you prefer threesomes? I can do it. I can invite Saerom-unnie. Her breasts are amazing, right? Or do you want anyone else? Say a name.”

“Hey! Don’t involve me in your mess,” Saerom sounded pissed. “Saerom-ah, you are being reckless. You sent him not only me but the others nude pics and you shamelessly begged him to fuck you. Where is your pride? What if he used it to blackmail us?”

“It’s for our success, unnie.”

“You believe that myth?”

“There’s nothing wrong trying. Come on. Don’t be mad and help me,” Nagyung was in her pajamas when she joined Saerom for the shower. She grabbed Saerom’s waist hard, letting her pajamas be drenched, and took selfies with Saerom.

“I told you to not involve me.”

“Oh~ Come on, unnie.” Saerom couldn’t refuse her dongsaeng and just gave her what she wanted. “Smile, unnie,” she gave that awkward smile as Nagyung rested her head on her cleavage. “How about a kiss, unnie?”

“Don’t go overboard. I–Uhmm!” Before she could refuse, Nagyung locked her lips. With her camera still filming, Nagyung sucked Saerom’s lips and held herself to not let Saerom break the kiss.

“Uhmm~ Your lips are sweet, unnie.”

“Ya!! Do you need to go this far?!”

“How about an oral? I’m good with my tongue.”

When Nagyung descended to her crotch, Saerom panicked. “Crazy! You are nuts! Ya, LEE NAGYUNG!”

Saerom’s legs jolted when Nagyung’s lips touched her labia and the tongue sneaked in, caressing her walls. The warm shower hit Nagyung’s head as she sucked Saerom’s juice coming from her vagina.

“Mmmm. What? Unnie, you wet already? Am I that good?”

“Shut up! A-aahh!”

“Your voice is sexy, unnie. Please, moan louder. Maybe Chiyeol-ssi will be moved.”

“Y-you want me to moan for a man I never met? You are a total wack.”

“It’s for our success. I got a hunch that he is the real deal. If you don’t want to do it, I’ll make you do it.”

“A-AHHHH! YA! AHH!” Nagyung went harder with her oral play. Her lips sneaked into her vagina, teasing her by blowing air into it. “H-HEY! DON’T BLOW INTO IT! THAT’S DANGEROUS.”

Nagyung ejected her head and continued by fingering Saerom. While she was at it, she stood up and sucked Saerom’s left breast. She went for the killing. Saerom felt her soul was leaving her as she gradually turned weak. Warm juice leaked from her pussy. No matter how hard she tried to hold it, it kept leaking.

When the moment reached the climax, suddenly, a message from Chuck popped out on the screen.

“Heol! It’s from Chiyeol-ssi! Nagyung stopped doing Saerom. She just made Saerom’s legs weak. Naturally, Saerom dropped. She sat exhaustedly under the shower and pissed herself.

“FINE! One sex. Don’t bother me again.” When Nagyung read it, she hopped like a bunny, leaving Saerom alone in that shower.

***

A small motel room just outskirts of Seoul. Nagyung had just arrived by taxi. She had her cap, glasses, and mask on. Before she entered the building, she checked herself real quickly on the right outside the rearview mirror. After convincing herself that she was prettier than usual, Nagyung stepped into the motel.

“Excuse me, miss?” Said a man at the reception. “Where are you going?”

“Uhmm… Upstairs?” Looking at how suspicious he was, Nagyung worried. “Is there a problem?”

“Doing what exactly?”

“Meeting my boyfriend?”

“In a motel room? I can see where it’s going. Aren’t you too young for this kind of stuff?”

Nagyung saw herself and remembered that she was in high school attire. “This is… I am not a high schooler.”

“I’ll call the police.”

“Wait!” Nagyung ran to him and gave him her ID. “See! I’m not underage. I’m not a prostitute.”

“Huh? Wait, I know you. Aren’t you from From–”

Nagyung opened her mask and kissed him. “That’s my bribe. Don’t tell anyone. If you do that, I’ll kiss you again.” The man turned speechless after getting a kiss from a pretty girl like Nagyung. He nodded empty-headedly at Nagyung’s request. She grabbed her ID back and ran to the second floor.

“Good grief, Lee Nagyung. It feels like I’m kissing anyone now,” she murmured to herself.

Finally, she reached the room.

Nagyung knocked on the door three times.

“Who?” A voice from the inside. She recognized it was Chuck’s voice.

“It’s me, Nagyung.”

Two seconds later, the door was unlocked. Chuck, the myth, chubby man, made an appearance. He looked stiff and serious at Nagyung.

Without saying anything, he let Nagyung enter the room. Before he closed the door, he checked whether there was anyone around. After that, the door was closed and locked.

“Are you followed?”

“Of course not.”

“Why are you so late?”

“Bear with me. I’m an idol. I have practice and recording.”

“Okay. Then, what about the getup?” Chuck pointed at her high school attire.

“Jichang-oppa told me you like high school role-play.”

“That’s a bull.”

“So, he lied? I sent him photos of me wearing various high school uniforms. He just liked to see me in one. He is the one with that fetish,” Nagyung looked pissed now that she knew Jichang fooled her.

“Alright. Let’s finish it real quick.”

“Quick? Why quick? Since we are here, let’s make it full of it. Oppa, I’m confident I can take you for a few rounds. It’s not every day a celebrity like me offers you her best, right?” Sweet smiles and cute eyes, Nagyung tried to flirt. But, Chuck wasn’t moved.

“Get on the bed. All four.”

“O-okay. Do you want to kiss? Or do you want to see my breasts?”

Maybe, it started from the moment she met him. Nagyung was confident with her beauty but no matter how hard she tried to seduce him, Chuck was unmoved. Even the sex they were about to do happened because she annoyed him. As a woman, Nagyung was pissed. She felt unattractive in front of Chuck with how cold he was on her.

“Just get on the bed.”

“How about a blowjob. Oppa, I’m good at it. You won’t regret it.”

“Get on the bed.”

“O-okay, okay. How do we do it? Do I need to drink your cum or do you need to cum inside me?”

“I don’t know. Just get on the bed.”

“OKAY!”

Pissed, Nagyung crawled onto the bed and positioned herself in doggy with her ass facing Chuck. “Are you sure you don’t want me to cuddle you? How about a kiss?”

Chuck just ignored her and unzipped his pants. After lifting Nagyung’s school skirt, he gently pulled her underwear. Using his spit to coat his dick, he then penetrated Nagyung.

“Uh–Uhmm~ It’s quite big, oppa,” again, he ignored Nagyung. Chuck was just pumping her super fast and seemed like he wanted to end it quickly. “A-ahhh ahhh ahhh! A-are you in a hurry, oppa? Slow down. Let’s enjoy it.”

Nagyung unbuttoned her shirt. Then, she lifted her upper body and tried to lean on Chuck’s front. Her expression was that of a horny slut, trying to ring his neck with her arms. On the front, her shirt was slightly open and her braless cleavage was for him to enjoy. Nagyung was confident that Chuck would be tempted to touch her breasts with a little push.

Once again, Chuck showed her he was unmoved. He pushed Nagyung’s upper body back to the bed as he kept pounding her. Nagyung was embarrassed. But, she didn’t give up to protect her “dignity” as a woman.

Suddenly, she felt her pussy filled with warm thick liquid. Nagyung didn’t even hear him grunting. It just unloaded out of the blue.

“A-already?”

“Yes. Don’t need to prolong it.”

“You don’t have to end it in such a hurry. You should pace yourself,” Nagyung felt pissed that the sex only lasted two minutes. “How about a second round?”

After weeks of annoying him to have sex with her, Nagyung felt it was an anticlimax.

“I keep my promise. You keep your promise,” even with that seductive attire, Chuck didn’t feel attracted to Nagyung. He just put his dick back and exited the room.

“W-wait! Oppa! Wait!”

Too late. The door was closed and Chuck was gone.

There was that unreasonable amount of rage boiling inside Nagyung.

“GGAAHH! HE PISSED ME! I HATE THAT GUY. I HUMBLE MYSELF. BUT, HE DIDN’T EVEN LOOK AT ME? WOAH, I CAN’T BELIEVE I BEG THAT CHUBBY MAN TO FUCK ME.”

Nagyung was extremely pissed and frustrated. In that situation, he called the receptionist.

“Oppa? Can you come to my room? Listen, if you can come here in ten seconds, I will gladly fuck you,” there, she shut the phone and started the countdown. “10… 9…”

When the countdown reached 2, someone was knocking. Nagyung went and opened the door. The receptionist appeared exhausted. When he saw Nagyung’s cleavage peeking, he couldn’t look away from her chest.

“Right. That’s how he should react. Cho Chiyeol isn’t normal. Come inside, oppa. Let’s have some fun.”

He followed him like a puppy. Even slightly, Nagyung’s pride as a woman was restored. She let him pump his pussy for hours and watching how helpless he was while pounding her just boosted her pride even more.

For months afterward, Nagyung despised Chuck. But, that feeling changed when her team made a comeback. For the first time ever, her song reached a real-time kill. The whole members were crying when that happened. Furthermore, Nagyung got individual CFs.

Since then, Nagyung and the entire Fromis_9 members acknowledged Chuck’s luck. After tasting the effect of his dick, Nagyung shamelessly terrorized him with her nude photos once again. This time, almost all the members joined her.

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IN-LAW'S DEMAND

STARRING

(JIEUN LEE a.k.a IU)

A man was tired from all his work that day. Coming out of his car, a maid welcomed him and brought his bag for him. Introducing, Lee Dojeon, the second son of a reputable politician, known for their good deeds. Of course, all of the goodness was just facades.

It was a big house enough for five families to live in. On the left wing, she saw his room light was still on that late at night.

Kindly, he asked the maid to give him his bag and told her to rest. He pitied her because his parents probably asked her to wait for him when he had a wife.

Seemed like everyone was already sleeping. He wanted to greet his parents but he didn’t want to disturb their sleep so he went straight to his room.

Right when he entered his room, a beautiful woman welcomed him with an alluring view. Her flawless milky skin looked so arousing in that lacey transparent black camisole–yes, the black color highlighted her skin. The way she looked at him and the way she smiled, clearly, she was seducing.

“Welcome. You must be tired,” she approached and grabbed his bag from his hand. At the same time, she hugged his left hand and dragged him to his bed.

She was his wife and the name was Lee Jieun or more known as IU, a former singer loved by the nation. Early in her thirties, she married Dojeon. Thanks to her popularity, his father was the mayor of Seoul and potentially a president.

“Why are you dressing like that?” He stopped and took off his expensive suit while IU put the bag on the table.

“What? Is it looking good on me? Are you fluttering?” Her husband didn’t answer. “You must be tired. Here, please, sit with me.”

On the edge of the bed, he sat. IU came in front of him and took off his necktie. From close, he could smell her flowery scent. That petite body of hers was so small and triggered the protective nature of men. It was just a grab away and she would let him do anything to her.

After taking off his necktie and unbuttoning three buttons from the top of his shirt, IU sat on his right side. Deliberately she pressed her breasts against his side and kissed him passionately. Her small lips fought hard against his thick ones. Tongue swept and fenced with his static tongue. Sneakily put her hands inside his pants and grabbed his penis. Her delicate fingers gently stroked.

“Uhmmm,” she expressed her joy at kissing her husband. It had been a while since he touched her.

IU became more and more aggressive. She turned herself horny and tried to overpower her husband.

Yet, no matter how hard she kissed him or stroked his dick, he didn’t turn on. The heated moment turned bleak over time. But, IU didn’t give up and kept trying to please his husband.

“Stop it,” he pushed him. IU tried to push herself on him once again but he held her. “I said stop. You know it wouldn’t work.”

The smile, the seductive looks, they were all gone from IU’s face. In an instant, her expression turned sour.

“It must work. Your parents keep pestering me to give them a grandchild! And their pestering is getting worse. They look down on me all the time and they don’t even try to hide it. Try to live like that every day! I’m on my limit.”

“But you know how I am.”

“I don’t care if you are gay! Should we pay a gay prostitute to excite you so we can finally fuck?”

“Fuck this. I’ll sleep outside.” In a hurry, Dojeon grabbed his jacket and exited the room. IU followed him wearing only her camisole while it was cold outside.

“Hey! Where are you going? We should talk about this!” She couldn’t prevent him from entering his car and went away in the middle of the night. “Fuck!”

How disappointed she was. Back then, he was a rare fine guy with all the kindness, looks, and wealth. Fell for him, IU decided to marry him. It was too late to realize that it was all a scheme. The father needed public favor and IU had that reputation so he told his gay son to marry a favorable celebrity like IU.

Through her marriage, she learned how cruel her in-law can be. IU couldn’t even divorce him because her father-in-law was the kind of politician who would do anything to keep his position. Blackmail or even murder, he could plan it all. He told IU to live proudly as a member of his family and continued the lineage.

Feeling depressed, IU returned to her room. How startled she was when she found her father-in-law inside. An old big build neat looking old man standing firm near the windows.

“Y-you are here?” She stuttered. IU feared him. That stare of his looked murderous.

She closed the door and stood in front of her in-law, with her hands on the front and face looking down.

“I thought Dojoen was home.”

“He just left. Probably staying in the nearest hotel.”

“Is that so?” He looked at IU and how arousing her appearance was. “He didn’t touch you?” He got his answer from her silence. “Pathetic.”

“It’s not my fault your son is gay.”

“It’s your job to keep my bloodline alive. You need to do anything to give me a grandson so my family name will last. My family is in a crisis. My second son is gay and my first son has been in a coma for years.”

“You put your family burden on me.”

“Because you are part of this family too.”

They raised their voice and also the tension. Both were fighting verbally in the middle of the night. Fortunately, her mother-in-law wasn’t there to help her husband.

“Then, let’s finally do a test tube or IVF! I'll gladly accept it.”

“Don’t you know how easy media will sniff that? It will only spread rumors about me.”

“It’s all about you and your political career! You only provide me a one way that is impossible to cross!”

“I don’t care. You have just one responsibility! And, don’t even dare to think about having a baby from outside this family.”

“From outside this family, huh?” IU looked bold as she pushed her camisole straps off and revealed to her father-in-law her cute round b-cup. “Then, why don’t you do it? Give yourself a grandson!”

Suddenly, he couldn’t say anything. Seeing that, IU realized her father-in-law was attracted to her body. For once, she felt she had an upper hand and it felt so good. Living in that family for years made her more or less out of her mind.

IU reached and held onto his wrinkled left hand. Her eyes stared deep into his.

“Well, well, well… No way… Are you considering my offer, siabeoji?” Her tone was seductive. He couldn’t say anything. “How about it? Shall we do it?”

If her mother-in-law heard her, her face would already be clawed.

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Why not? Am I not attractive?” He didn’t answer. “I bet a young pussy like mine is a million times better than your wife’s. How about it, siabeoji? I’m pretty confident I can satisfy your libido.”

Gently, she pulled his left hand and then started sucking his middle finger. With her eyes staring at his, IU cocked his finger as if she was giving a blowjob.

Noticing something was bulging on his pants, IU put her left leg between his legs and rubbed it on his crotch.

“O-oh~,” she was able to make him slightly moan. Everything seemed crazy. IU continued, uplifting his shirt, and started licking his chest. She made him tremble. In that camisole, IU looked so fucking tantalizing. His instinct was ready to ram his dick into her delicate tight pussy and punish IU for seducing her own father-in-law.

But, for him, pride was his priority. So, when IU tried to pull down his trousers, he pushed her away.

“Enough. Don’t be ridiculous!” After saying that, he left the room.

It was only a few second ago she was about to fuck her own father-in-law. But, suddenly, she was alone in her room.

IU still felt the heat but gradually it cooled down. When her head was clear enough, she felt so so low.

Twice that night she lowered herself to seduce men and twice she was rejected. On top of that, one of them was her own father-in-law.

“The fuck I was thinking?” She mumbled.

Feeling pathetic, she went to the balcony with a bottle of wine and a glass in her hands. The wind was cold and it made her realize she still had her breasts exposed. After fixing her camisole, she sat and poured the wine.

Alone, she drank, staring at the sky, thinking how she ended up like that. If she knew her husband was gay, she wouldn’t marry him and now she couldn’t even divorce him.

She drank…

…drank…

And drank…

Now, she was tipsy and all she could think about was her in-law’s demand, making a baby. Not only for her family but for herself. She was lonely and a baby would make her less. Like, she would have an ally in that family.

Then, she drank more to the point she couldn’t think straight.

Didn’t know how and why but she just stood up and walked out of her room. There were no people awake in that big house and she was just walking around aimlessly… at first.

Then, she crossed the first son's room.

IU walked inside and found him on his bed with all the medical equipment to support him who was in a coma. What she remembered was that he was so kind to her when she started dating his little brother but now she thought all those kindnesses were staged too.

He got into an accident just a few months after she started dating Dojeon and he had been in a coma since then.

“Ajubeonim… Are you fake too?” She asked but of course, he couldn’t answer.

Closing the door, she came and sat next to him.

“You were always helping me. Now I realized you played a big role in my marrying Dojeon. How dare you.”

A silence emerged. IU couldn’t form a single word because her head was spinning a bit for a while and she tried her best to not fall.

“How can you put me in this shit hole? You need to take responsibility. Please, help me. Can you give me a baby?”

Another silence. Her head was spinning again. It took longer than the previous headache.

“Wait…” suddenly it hit her. “Will it work?” Her eyes widened to think about the possibility. But, she decided to try.

IU went and crawled toward his feet. Carefully, she pulled his pants completely. She pushed his legs a bit to make a room for her to sit between his legs as she stared at his penis. Without any hesitation, she kissed it and put it inside her mouth.

Knowing nothing about whether it would work or not, she kept giving her brother-in-law a blowjob. She thought his dick would smell nasty but it seemed like her mother-in-law diligently cleaned him.

With a cock in her mouth, IU felt more and more aroused. Now, she just moved instinctively. It had been a while since she had sex.

Surprised. His dick got hard. It worked. The drunkard IU felt excited and kept pumping.

“Uhmm~ ppuuahh~ It feels good, right, ajubeonim? How is it? To have a superstar sucking your dick? If only your brother knew. Enjoy it, ajubeonim. I feel confident with my skill.” She kept going with the blowjob till his dick was as hard as steel. “Woah~ It’s getting big and manly.”

She felt more excited than she expected. Making a man erect felt like an achievement for her now due to her circumstance.

Getting lost in lust, IU took off her camisole and stood above his dick. Putting on a show, she fondled herself for her brother-in-law to see.

“Uhmm~ I’m pretty, right, ajubeonim? I take care of myself pretty well. Even though I’m a grown-up, I still look cute as a teenager… as young as a teenager…” she said while kept moving her hands.

Then, she started descending with her pussy aligned with his dick. Standing like a crab, she had his dick penetrate her.

“O-OUUGHHH~ IT’S B-BIG~” Kept descending till it hit the deepest. Finally, she felt she was a woman. “OOHHH~.”

Hands on his belly, IU started with a little jump and down with a bang. It felt stingy when she was down but she just continued riding.

“AHHH AHHH~ AJUBEONIM~ I-I FEEL G-GOOD~ AHHH AHHH~ FUCK~ AHHH AHHH OOUUHH~”

While IU’s expression was that full of lust, he was indifferent. She enjoyed it so much to the point she lost herself. Every jump enlivened the dead joy in her. Closing her eyes. Widely smiled. IU looked like a child playing with her favorite thing.

She kept going, raping her defenseless brother-in-law. From jumping like a mad rabbit, she went calmer and waved her body. IU went on and on… Until she felt her vagina was filled with a load of warm juice.

EPILOGUE

Years later, it had been 5 years since her brother-in-law passed away and 6 years since she gave birth to Doha, a son of hers. Right after he was born, his own grandfather tested his DNA and it was matching his. From what he knew, his second son was still gay. But, he didn’t question how Doha was born or how he could have been born. The most important thing was that he had the same blood as him. He was afraid that if he asked, it would get worse. Her husband, her father-in-law, and her mother-in-law, no one dared to ask.

But, even after Doha came to the family, the treatment they gave to IU wasn’t so different. Now, she was demanded to raise her son to fit her family’s elite taste. That included schooling him in the most prestigious academy in the country.

The problem was, Doha wasn’t a bright kid. He was just ordinary–not smarty, not athletic. It was a never-ending pressure from her in-law. They would never be satisfied.

Still, a miracle happened. That night, three teachers from the academy visited her house to interview Doha. Even a kid like him knew that when he did a good job academically, his grandparents would treat his mother well. They always wanted IU to put him in that academy so when he knew he had a chance to enter, it felt like such an achievement. He felt so happy knowing that his grandparents would treat her mother even better.

It was quite a long interview but he did well. The teachers seemed to like him and everything seemed smooth.

“Well, I think that’s it,” said one of the teachers. “We will inform you of the result soon.”

“It’s already late. Please, excuse Doha. He needs to sleep,” IU said.

“Of course. Kids shouldn’t stay up late.”

“Doha, say goodbye to them and go to sleep.”

“Alright, mama. See you again, sir.” With his small posture, he bowed.

“What a polite kid. Sleep well.”

Doha’s room was next to his parent’s room. He went alone and he still could hear IU talking with those interviewers.

“Gyaa, I can’t believe I’m meeting IU.”

“Oh, please. It’s been a long time since I put that name.”

“Once Uaena, remain Uaena.”

“Hahaha, thank you. Also, thank you for coming to our house. The interview usually is conducted in the school but you come here instead.”

“Everything for my favorite singer. Anyway, I didn’t see anyone else.”

“Ah, my husband and his parents are away watching an opera in the next town. They will probably return tomorrow morning.”

Those voices turned fainter and fainter as Doha fell asleep. It was a short peaceful sleep.

He drank too much. Suddenly, he woke up because she wanted to urinate. Automatically, he went to the bathroom in his room, still feeling sleepy.

After a while, he noticed strange voices coming from his mother’s room. Getting curious, he went and took a peek.

Maybe because he was still a kid, he didn’t know what he saw. It confused him.

He wondered why her mother was sitting naked on one of the interviewer’s crotch and lightly jumping on it. She looked in pain but she just kept smiling. Doha seemed confused about her expression.

Another one of the interviewers forced her mother to put his dick inside her mouth. Looking down at his little wiener, he wondered if it actually tasted delicious because her mother couldn’t stop saying his dick tasted good.

Coming from behind, the last interviewer put his hands on her breasts and put his dick into her anus. His mother trembled and Doha thought she was just feeling excited. IU was sweaty as hell and those men looked like they had the best time in their life.

“AHHH AHHH! OH~ SIR~”

“YOU ARE SO PRETTY, IU-NIM~”

“I TOLD YOU, I DROP THAT NAME. PLEASE CALL ME BY MY REAL NAME. IT WILL FEEL MORE PERSONAL.”

“O-OHH~ OHHH~ JIEUN-SSI.”

“YES, SIR~”

“JIEUN-SSI~”

“AHHH AHH! YES, YES, SIR!”

“I LOVE YOU, JIEUN-SSI~ I FEEL SO GOOD. AHH AHHH~”

“ME, TOO, SIR. ME, TOO. I FEEL SO GOOD. THE WAY YOUR DICK FEEL ME AHHH~”

“OH~ THESE SOFT TITTIES~”

“PLEASE, DON’T BE TOO ROUGH, SIR.”

“SORRY, BUT I CAN’T HELP.”

“J-JIEUN-SSI~ C-CAN YOU LICK MY PEE HOLE?”

“SURE, SIR. OH, THERE’S ALREADY PRE-CUM.”

“YYYESS. CAN YOU LICK IT?”

“*LICK* UHMMM~ *LICK* IT TASTES SO GOOD~”

Finally, IU noticed her little son peeking from the door. With a smile, she mouthed, telling Doha to return and sleep well in his own room. As a good boy, he returned knowing nothing about what his mother did. It took years for him to finally understand that her mother bribe those men to put him in that prestigious academy.

[END]

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CASE #083

STARRING

(SUJI BAE a.k.a SUZY)

A once famous freelance journalist, Lee Jinho, was sitting in his study. His glory days might be over but his influence was among the top. There, he was reminiscing about his peak, listening to an audio journal he created back when he was still active.

(Audio only)

Jinho: “Case number 083. Entry number 17. I’ve got a tip from my connection about something fishy regarding a certain celebrity. The name is Suzy, the national first love, a top celebrity in this country, and my target. Been days since I started spying on her. For days I’ve been living in my own car, eating junk food and cup ramyeons–oh, I miss proper meals.

I usually only create a new entry if there is a significant update in my case and, yes, finally, there is a development. I’ve been following Suzy for days and there is nothing special–she is only doing her normal work and private schedule–until today. I noticed a luxurious sedan in the parking basement of the apartment where Suzy lives–I almost missed it and was glad that my instinct told me to follow it.

Guess who came out of the car! The chief of staff, Yoo Yeonseok, the right-hand man of a political figure I can’t say the name yet.

And there she is… Suzy. Ah, pretty as usual. That pastel blouse looks good on her. Seems like it is her first time meeting Yeonseok. She looks awkward with him.

I smell a jackpot.

(Sounds of camera shutter)

Oh, they are about to leave. Can’t lose them. I need to return to my car.

(Jinho’s panting)

(Door car open and then closed)

Hurry! Hurry!

(Engine started)

I’m not that far behind that car. Three it is. Now, I only need to keep my distance. Enough for tailing, enough for spying. Gosh, I’m quite talkative when I’m recording an entry hahaha.

(Car honks and random noises)

If only that car isn’t tinted, I can see what they are doing. How far are they going anyway?

I’ll pause the recording until we arrive–wherever it is.”

(Audio cut)

Jinho: “Alright… Now… I’m on a river bank, quite far from the main road. Since it’s quite empty here, I need to keep my distance, even further. I don’t worry since my camera can zoom in all the way to where they are.

I see another Audi sedan. Seems like it’s waiting for Suzy’s sedan. Now… What’s going on here…

(Camera shutters)

Suzy comes out and from the other car comes… Great! It’s the figure I expected—that fatass old man. Suzy looks nervous.

Fuck. They enter the car again. Damn it. What are they talking about? Do I need to go closer?

No. It’s dangerous. That guy is notorious for using violence against any journalist. He will break my camera and my teeth if he finds me spying on him. Besides, those bodyguards are circling the area.

Do I need to distance myself further? Nah. They will not find me here.

I don’t think I’ll find anything until Suzy comes out.”

(Audio cut)

Jinho: “She’s coming out. She’s coming out!

(Camera shutters)

Ng… Doesn’t she look exhausted? Her blouse is messy and her lipstick is smeared. What happened? Is it what I think it is?

Oh, they leave her. Oh! Oh! Who do I need to follow? Suzy or… Let’s stick to Suzy. How can she be all smiley bowing to them when she is left alone in this suspicious area? Oh! Her expression changed. She looks bitter.

(Camera shutters)

I wonder who she is calling. Let’s see… I think I can read her lips.

‘Hurry up! I’m left alone'

Now, she's backing me. But, now I know she is pissed. I think she is waiting for someone to come.”

(Audio cut)

Jinho: “Twenty minutes have passed and I see a jeep approaching Suzy. A young man–Ah! Is it him? I know him! Isn’t he an actor?

Great! Great! Great!

(Camera shutters)

Suzy still looks pissed. Ah, he hugs her. They are dating?

(Camera shutters)

Oh! Kissing! It makes a good picture. Shit, Suzy is aggressive. Fuck. Her tongue is all over the place.

What are they talking about?

‘That… man is… disgusting. He did everything… as he pleased…’

Oh~ Naughty. I think Suzy was just prostituting herself and she was disgusted. And… She wants her boyfriend to clean that fatass’s presence… by… fucking her.

This is gonna be the greatest scandal!

(Camera shutters)

Fuck! They are starting. Oh yeah! Strip her you lucky shit! Hey, fondle her harder!

(Camera shutters)

Shit! This is arousing.

Good! Good! Give me good pictures! Nice! Oh! Biting her nipples! Nasty.

Woah! Those are plump breasts. Don’t just kiss her, idiot! Play with her breasts!

Put her on your jeep’s hood! Nice. Oh, missionary, Not bad.

Ouch~ That slap looks hard. But, that red mark on her left leg looks sexy. Yes! Another slap. Hahaha, he treats her like a bitch.

(Camera shutters)

Damn! I need to get closer!

(Car door open)

(Car door shut)

(Wind blowing hard)

Easy~ Easy~ Don’t let them notice. If I’m too close, they’ll hear my camera shutter. Oh, I can hear their voices.”

Suzy: “Uhm~ Uhhhh~ Ouuhhh~”

???: “Does it hurt?”

Suzy: “N-no~ Ahhh AuuHHHH! It’s great. FFFUUCK~ I feel burned.”

???: “I love it when you are drenched in sweat and exhausted like this.”

Suzy: “Oh, shut up~”

???: “What? Do you feel embarrassed?”

Suzy: “(Giggle) just shut up. Ahhh ahhh fuck!”

Jinho: “She looks like a pro. Ah, she is kneading her own breasts. What a slut. Fuck. This is too arousing.

(Unzipping)

(Stroking sounds)

(Camera shutters)

Oh yeah, baby~ Keep going. That horny face makes a good collection on my laptop. Now she is laughing. I guess she enjoys it so much.

That clean shaved pussy… Oh… I want to dip my dick into it so much.”

(Stroking sounds)

Suzy: “Is it here yet?”

???: “Around the corner.”

Suzy: “H-Hurry. I can’t hold on.”

???: “Here it is! Here it is! A-AHHHH!”

Suzy: “Do it inside! Do it inside! Do it in–AGHHHHH! FUCK! You feel me a load! AHHHHH.”

(Camera shutters)

Jinho: “What a show. They were so energetic. Oh, it’s dripping. Guess he cum too much. I wonder how it feels to cum inside Suzy?

I can sell these photos to Dispatch… any outlet will do. Or I can sell these to Suzy’s agency… I bet I can get a lot of money… Or…

Damn. This is why I love my job.

(Zipping up)

(Rustles)

???: “Who is it? W-who are you?”

Suzy: “J-Jinho-nim! Shit!”

???: “You know him?”

Suzy: “A damn paparazzi.”

Jinho: “Woah, woah, there! I’m a decent journalist.”

Suzy: “A decent journalist doesn't stalk me. Since when have you been here?”

Jinho: “Since the beginning… Even before he comes.”

Suzy: “Then…”

Jinho: “Yes! I see EVERYTHING.”

Suzy: “Fuck!”

???: “Gimme that!”

Jinho: “Woah~ Woah~ You are trying to break my camera? Taking the memory card? It doesn’t work, you idiot. I have it backed up via cloud.”

Suzy: “Just stop it. Jinho-nim… Since you are showing yourself, I bet you are not going to sell those photos to news outlets or my agency.”

Jinho: “Spot on!”

Suzy: “Is there anything you want from me?”

Jinho: “You see, watching you making out has made me itchy.”

Suzy: “Of course. Of course! You want to fuck me. Do you want to fuck me, Jinho-nim?”

???: “He what? How dare you!”

Suzy: “Stop it, idiot! Why do you want to punch him? Do you want him to screw you?”

Jinho: “Listen to your girlfriend.”

Suzy: “So… Do you want to do it now or…”

Jinho: “Now. In the car.”

Suzy: “Can we do it tomorrow? I just fuck two guys.”

Jinho: “That’s the final offer. Fuck me now… In your boyfriend’s car.”

???: “My car?!”

Jinho: “Yes. Me and her in the front seat. And you are watching us from the back seat. Let’s just say this is my small revenge for your arrogant attitude. Watching your girlfriend fucks another man in your own car. It will leave a mark. Makes you a loser.”

???: “Oh, I see you just want a fight. You want to fight me?”

Suzy: “Stop it! Alright, let’s get over it.”

???: “B-but…”

Suzy: “Don’t complain. Come on.”

(Car doors open)

(Car doors close)

Jinho: “What an interior. I can see how expensive this car is.”

???: “Yeah, your pitiful job can never make this happen.”

Jinho: “Oh, this pitiful job can make you pitiful.”

Suzy: “You two, stop it! Alright, Jinho-nim, what do you want me to do?”

Jinho: “Surprise me.”

Suzy: “Alright. How about a blowjob. Will it humor you?”

Jinho: “If that you wish. O-OohhhHHhhh~ Fuck, it’s good. HOLY SHIT! THIS IS FUCKING OOOHHH~ GOOD~”

(Slurping)

Suzy: “Is this up to your satisfaction?”

(Stroking)

Jinho: “It’s beyond what I imagined.

(Slurping)

OouuUUuuuUOOuuuhHHh~”

(Stroking)

Suzy: “You want to cum, yet?”

Jinho: “Why in such a hurry? Enjoy my dick.”

Suzy: “Fuck. You are annoying.”

(Slurping)

???: “Jesus~ I can’t watch this.”

Jinho: “Na-ah~ Don’t look away. Hey, hey~ Keep watching me. Your girlfriend is trying her best.”

???: “Don’t pat her head like that.”

Jinho: “This is my fuck. I can do whatever I like. Right, Suzy-ssi? Hey, don’t give me that silent treatment. Alright. I will not bother you. Keep amused my dick. There it is–Ahhhh UUhhhMMmm~”

(Slurping)

Jinho: “Alright, enough. Let’s get to the main menu. Stay there. I’ll move to you.”

(Rustles)

Jinho: “Jesus, you smell good. Now, undress me. Good. Slowly. Enjoy it, hehehe. Nice.”

(Unbuckling)

Jinho: “Playing rough, huh? Good. Now, undress yourself. I want to watch it. Oh, fuck. Keep looking at me. Yes. That mad eyes. I bet you are angry but you are powerless.

Your skin is so smooth. How can your skin fair?”

Suzy: “I don’t know… By shutting my mouth? Are you always this chatty?”

Jinho: “Only when I get excited. Holy~”

Suzy: “You like them?”

Jinho: “Don’t be sarcastic. Of course, I like them. They are rounder than I imagine.”

Suzy: “Ouughhh~ Hey~ Mind your nails! It’s hurt me.”

Jinho: “Sorry. I lost in excitement–I mean, it’s fucking arousing when I see your expression right when I fondle your breast.”

Suzy: “Uhhmm~”

Jinho: “That’s it. No, don’t hide it. I want to see your reaction when I do this.”

Suzy: “Don’t pinch them–AHHGH!”

???: “Hey! Don’t be too rough!”

Jinho: “You want me to cover this scandal or not? So, Suzy-ssi… Can I do as I please? Good! Now, open your mouth. Stick out your tongue.

(Kiss)

Uhmmmm~ I smell cigarettes. Is it your boyfriend or… Alright, alright, I won’t say anything. Let’s just have fun. Uhmm~

(Slurping)

UHmmMMmm~

(Rustles)

Your lips are so soft, Suzy-ssi. Uhmmmm~ This is addicting. Perhaps we can spend our weekend together from now on? No? Alright. UHmm~”

(Rustles)

Suzy: “Ouch! Did you just pull my pubic?”

Jinho: “Just teasing.”

Suzy: “Don’t do that ag–AhhhHhh.”

Jinho: “Look at your expression. So cute and feminine at the same time. Oh, you are so wet down there. Do you like my fingers down there?”

Suzy: “A-ahhh A-as… As if… Uhmmmm~”

Jinho: “Oh, Suzy-nim… Your weaknesses are everywhere. You are so sensitive down there.”

Suzy: “S-shut up. A-AHHKKKK! Don’t suddenly… AGHHH! Don't suddenly put your dick suddenly like that! AKHKHK! Easy! Easy! OouuGhhh!”

Jinho: “It’s quite big, right? Oh, god, I love your face. How come there is someone this beautiful? Don’t avoid me, Suzy-ssi. Hahaha. I want to see your horny face.”

Suzy: “I-I’m not–”

Jinho: “Don’t be shy. I know you enjoy my dick.”

Suzy: “I don’t–”

(Suzy groans)

Jinho: “Fuck. You are crushing my dick, Suzy-ssi. AHHH AHHH~ Open your mouth. I want to kiss you again. UHmmmm~ OH! Did you just kiss me back? Hey, dude, your girlfriend just kissed me back.”

Suzy: “No, I don’t!”

???: “Oh, shut up!”

Suzy: “He’s lying!”

Jinho: “Do you fall in love with my fuck?”

Suzy: “Don’t bullshit me.”

Jinho: “I mean, your body is trembling. I know how to differentiate it. After all, I’ve been fucking so many celebrities. I know you are trembling in excitement.”

(Suzy’s pantings)

Jinho: “Oh, getting tired? Already? Suzy-ssi, you lose focus. I want my partner to stay awake. My promise will be invalid if you fall unconscious. Good. Keep looking at me. Look at me with that tired eyes of yours. UHmmm~ AHHHH AHHH AHHH~”

Suzy: “P-please~ Hurry up~”

Jinho: “Hey, dude, cheer your girlfriend up. She is struggling.”

???: “You psychopath.”

Jinho: “Hahahaha~”

(Suzy groaning weakly)

Jinho: “Your voice is getting weaker, Suzy-ssi.”

Suzy: “Hurry~ Hurry~ I-I can’t hold it any longer.”

Jinho: “Come on. Stay awake. You are almost there. You don’t want your scandal graced the front pages tomorrow, right?”

???: “Now you pressure her?”

Jinho: “Just a motivational speech. Come on, Suzy-ssi, you can do it. Oh, oh, don’t cry. Don’t start crying.”

Suzy: “Fuck~ AHhh ahhh my head! My head feels heavy. Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhh~”

Jinho: “How about this: I’ll stop punding you but you will let me cum on your stomach. Then, you will spread it all over your body with your own hands… and I will photograph it.”

???: “You crazy? You will use those photos to blackmail her again.”

Jinho: “No, I won’t. Pinky swear? See! Your girlfriend trusts me. Alright, let me pull it out uuhhmmmm. Now, give me a minute. I’ll stroke it real quick.

(Fast squirting sounds)

It’s coming.

Camera. My camera. U-UUghhh!

(Camera shutters)

T-there you g–oouuhhh!

(Camera shutters)

Fuck! It keeps coming. Ughhhh~ Good~ Good~ Keep spreading them. Put them on your face. I want you to facial it. Nice! Now, smile!

(Camera shutters)

Don’t be shy.

(Camera shutters)

Good. Good. That weak smile is–-u-ughhh~ Shit. It’s still coming.

(Camera shutters)

I will enjoy touching myself with these photos. Don’t worry. It will be only my private collection.

(Camera shutters)

Now, clean my dick. Here. I know you are tired but you need to work. That’s it. Open your mouth wider. Ahhhhh~ Good, good. Lick it hard. Every corner. Uuhhhmmmm.

Thank you.”

(Rustles)

???: “You’ve got what you wanted. Now, get out of here.”

Jinho: “Don’t worry. Your identity and career are safe with me.”

(Rustles)

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

Jinho: “Don’t do anything suspicious or I need to fuck your girlfriend again.”

???: “Oh, fuck you.”

(Engine starts)

(Car moving)

Jinho: “There they've gone. Fuck, I want another round with Suzy-ssi. I bet she’ll dream of me tonight. Hahaha. Me too. I’ll enjoy touching myself tonight. Ups, my recording. I think this is the end of the case.”

(Audio cut)

Jinho opened some folders and found the pictures when he fucked the national first love, the one that was considered the prettiest idol in the country, Suzy. Looking at those pictures intensely, he started masturbating.

[END]

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sikumis · 4 months

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HEX: SNAKE PIT

STARRING

(CHAEYEON JUNG)

Ignorance at its fullest. Underestimating dark art seemed like the case these days. On that unusual foggy morning, Lewang was visited by a client he had never worked with previously. The name was Jung Chaeyeon, an idol, and an actress. She said he was recommended by one of her peers after she told that friend about the strange things that happened to her lately.

Began two weeks ago after a big event called Idol Star Athletic Championships (ISAC), an event held by one of the big broadcast stations where idols competed in various sports. On paper, it was just like a sports festival held in schools but, a common secret, it was a place where idols secretly hooked, flirted, and ended up dating.

After attending the event, Chaeyeon got a severe cold for days. She ended up taking her time to heal and canceling her schedule. During that time, she had the same nightmare over and over. Chaeyeon explained that she found herself in the middle of a wood where she appeared naked. In front of her, there was herself. Not a reflection but more like a doppelganger. Same as her, that doppelganger appeared naked. Then, she felt her crotch cramped. Apparently, a snake came out from her vagina, a big snake on top of that. Slithering out, it wrapped her legs, climbed up, squeezed her breasts, and ended up covering her eyes. Its body was never-ending. Infinitely long and kept coming from her vagina.

Not only that, but when she showered after having that nightmare, she felt nauseous. Ending up throwing up, she felt terror when she vomited hair from her mouth. Not a strain or two, but like a whole black long hair of a woman. It didn’t come out easily and she needed to pull it from her mouth.

Completing the strange event, Chaeyeon’s teammates bore witness to one of her freaky behavior. They said that Chaeyeon was often sleepwalking since the day she got cold. Chaeyeon was hard to wake and when they followed her, Chaeyeon brought them to the nearest park near their dorm. She then danced alone, doing a traditional one. But, they didn’t recognize the dance coming from South Korean culture. When they came closer, they could hear the sounds of instruments that accompanied the dance. The sounds came out of nowhere and it was like a big band surrounding Chaeyeon.

Those weird events kept happening and it stressed Chaeyeon.

After doing some research, they found Lewang’s name and Chaeyeon came to consult. Listening to her story made Lewang feel guilty. Why? Because he recognized a curse that might be the cause of her suffering–and maybe he was responsible for it.

A young male idol came to him one day. He said he fell in love with this senior female idol she only saw on TV. There was a chance to meet her during ISAC. In the end, he asked Lewang whether he could bewitch her to fall in love with him.

Fulfilling his request, Lewang gave him a small totem resembling two faces of women with snake faces stacked. He asked that male idol to whisper the name of the idol he intended to bewitch.

After he did that, Lewang chanted a spell to lock the totem. It was like a program, a delicate one that could bring harm if the code was changed. Apparently, the male idol was attracted to someone else. Carelessly, he tried to overwrite Chaeyeon’s name by whispering the new female idol’s name he liked. Everything turned in his favor but not Chaeyeon. The spirit dwelled in the totem now dwelled in Chaeyeon.

Remembering it made Lewang have a severe headache.

“How come he was so careless?” he murmured, remembering that male idol that was the source of all that trouble.

Currently, Lewang was on his way to cure Chaeyeon. Since he felt guilty, he offered his help for free.

Lewang told Chaeyeon to rent a small cheap villa she could afford that was located in any wood. She was able to rent one.

Together with his private chauffeur, Lewang was crossing the woods that had no proper road.

The thing was, Chaeyeon told him that her villa was only thirty minutes from the main road. But, Lewang and his chauffeur had been driving through the woods for two hours and there was no sign of the villa. The road was simply straight and there was no turn or anything.

“Stop the car.” The chauffeur followed his instruction, gently pushing the brake. “I think we are in a labyrinth.”

“W-what? Excuse me, sir?” His chauffeur looked startled. “You mean this ever straight road?”

“Yes. A labyrinth that only has a straight road. Creepy, isn’t it?”

“How come?”

“A spirit found us unwelcomed.”

“Are we trapped forever?”

“Unlikely. I don’t want to stay here any longer,” Lewang took out something from a big bag he brought. It was black marble. With all his might, Lewang squeezed the marble and that solid thing turned into liquid, melted then dripped. The liquid seeped into the car floor. Then, they wait.

“YIKES!” The chauffeur was startled when a pitch-black Canaan dog with her eyes sparkling red appeared in front of the car.

“Don’t scream. Or he’ll bite your throat. He is a summon of mine,” Lewang looked at those red eyes and said a name, “JUNG… CHAE… YEON.”

“WOOF!” A single bark confirmed Lewang’s request and the dog started running forward.

“Hurry! Follow it!”

“Y-yes, sir.”

A single dog guided the car through the straight road. Did it make any difference? So damn right. A fog suddenly appeared and a small villa could be seen.

At the end of the road, they saw Chaeyeon standing and approaching the dog. The chauffeur commended her for not being afraid of that scary-looking dog.

A horror. That Chaeyeon grabbed the dog’s mouth and ripped it throughout its body. Blood splattered, hit her pale skin. She stood up and when the car stopped right in front of her, she smiled creepily at the guests.

When both Lewang and his chauffeur came out, she suddenly disappeared, leaving the dead dog alone.

“S-sir?” He was too scared to say anything and asked Lewang for an explanation.

“That’s not Chaeyeon.”

“OH MY GOD!” A woman’s voice came from the villa. It was Chaeyeon, looking frightened when she found a corpse of a dog in front of her villa in disturbing state. “W-WHAT HAPPENED, L-LEWANG SONSAENGNIM?”

“C-chaeyeon-ssi?” Asked the chauffeur. “I-Is that you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“That’s her. The real one” confirmed Lewang.

“I wanted to welcome you but what the hell is this? Why is there a dead dog here? And why did it end up like this?”

“I’ll tell you when we are inside.”

Leaving the corpse, they went inside the villa, guided by Chaeyeon.

Being mannered, she served the guest with coffee she roasted herself. It was delicious… only for Lewang because his chauffeur was still scared due to the paranormal event he just experienced thus he couldn’t enjoy the coffee.

After a few sips, Lewang put the cup and Chaeyeon joined, sitting across from him. She looked worried and clearly lacked sleep.

“Hmmm, where to start…”

“How about the origin of the curse, sonsaengnim?”

“Right,” Lewang was afraid that his reputation would be damaged if he said that he was the one who cast the curse. “From the way I see it, someone is trying to bewitch you to fall in love with him.”

“Bewitch? In this modern age? Who’s the perpetrator?” She looked furious. Seeing her reaction made Lewang feel even more guilty.

“Hard to identify. But, what I know is that something went wrong with the curse, and instead of bewitching you, the curse possessed you.”

“Tell me that you can fix this.”

“I’ve told you, right? In your first consultation.”

“I know, but I just can’t feel at ease until I hear it again. I need to feel convinced so I can calm myself.”

“You have my word. I can remove the curse.”

“OHHHH~” She moaned out of relief. Tear down from her right eye and she smiled so widely. “Thank you. Thank you, sonsaengnim.”

“I haven’t removed it yet.”

“Still, thank you. I will cooperate no matter what. If you need me to do something, please, say it.”

“Ah, regarding that. I want to explain to you about the method,” thus, Lewang explained a certain method to remove the curse and it made Chaeyeon shocked. At this point, she thought Lewang was a swindler that exploited her misfortune.

“Do we need to do that? S-sonsaengnim… I don’t know what to think about this.”

“Don’t worry. It’s not you who will do that.”

“Still, it’s my body.”

“You won’t remember anything. Listen, we need to defeat it at its strongest. Wood, forest, and jungle are snakes' habitats… favorite places. I can remove it right away but it will return to you in the future. So, to totally remove it, we need to defeat it in this kind of circumstance.”

“D-do we need to do it now? I-I don’t think I’m prepared.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not trying to deceive you. Haven’t you heard from your peers about me?”

“I-I know. I hear you do numerous sex contracts. Still, I’m not used to it. I’m afraid.”

“Ready or not, it will happen. I just want to tell you in advance so you won’t charge me with sexual harassment.”

It was hard to convince Chaeyeon but she eventually agreed to the method Lewang would use. All she needed to do now was to sleep and let the spirit overtake her body.

Being afraid, it was hard for Chaeyeon to fall asleep. In the end, it took three hours for her to fall asleep. Now it was evening and a beautiful one. Chaeyeon was sleeping while Lewang and his chauffeur were monitoring.

After about a half hour, Chaeyeon opened her eyes. Standing up, she looked at Lewang and his chauffeur who was freaked out. Slutty, she smiled at the shaman as she took off her clothes. If the situation wasn’t a freaky one, both men would love to stare at her beautiful pale skin.

Leaving the man, Chaeyeon walked out of the villa. Lewang followed but his chauffeur stayed. Following her, they approached the path to the main road. On her way, Chaeyeon stepped on the dog’s corpse, painting her soles with red blood.

Chaeyeon walked on the straight path.

Lewang followed.

He recognized he was in the labyrinth, knowing nothing about where he was headed.

They kept walking, deeper. All the trees looked familiar. It was like a copy-paste from the view behind him.

If the villa area was foggy and smelled wet, suddenly, it smelled like incense. A lot of people appeared and when they got closer, they weren’t really humans. Some of them were disfigured, one had three eyes, some had long necks, and a few had holes on some parts of their bodies that leaked blood and organs and many various fouls. They had their eyes on Chaeyeon and they looked like they fell in love with her.

Suddenly, the path was inclined. At the end of the path, there was a stage that was surrounded by similar creatures Lewang met on the way. Still the same, they were looking only at Chaeyeon. As he got closer to the stage, he heard gamelan–ensemble music consisting of percussion using a pentatonic musical scale.

Chaeyeon started to dance and those creatures cheered for her. Lewang recognized the dance. It was a snake dance that originated in his country, which was a big chance that Chaeyeon never even heard of. Yet, she danced masterfully and elegantly.

And then, when Lewang stepped onto the stage, Chaeyeon only looked at him. Her gaze was inviting and calmly sensual. Just by her gaze, he already felt his sack being squeezed. Well, the curse was originally to make someone fall in love and now it had gotten out of control.

Being in the middle of a wood, the curse was on its element. It was adored and carved of love. If Lewang wanted to defeat it, he needed to accept her invitation and of course, he would.

Standing on the edge of the stage, he drank a special potion he made himself. A thick reddish black potion, emptied in one big gulp. Then, he stripped himself before joining Chaeyeon at the center.

Seeing she was being approached, her smile got brighter but still mystical. She turned, backing Lewang who danced the same way: both arms went to the air and mimicked snakes; right arm bent up while the left arm bent down; as it went by, the position just reversed freely. They danced so close to each other that Lewang erected dick and touched her ass so often.

After a while, Lewang hugged her from behind. His mouth started working, sucking and licking in turn on her neck. He was quite passionate yet Chaeyeon didn’t stop dancing. Not until he squeezed the hell out of her breasts that she started giggling and stopped her dance.

Breaking away from him, Chaeyeon away. Forward. She giggled creepily as she ran. Lewang chased her deeper into the woods and thick fog started growing. He lost her. Still, he trusted his instinct and went forward.

Getting deeper.

And deeper.

Deeper.

Finally, he reached a small area between thick trees with a small puddle in the middle. Chaeyeon was waiting for him on top of it, ducking. Then, she casually put her ass down, hands on the ground behind her. Looking at Lewang intensely, she spread her legs, slowly and erotically.

From his judgment, it seemed the curse liked the person it possessed. Chaeyeon was so pretty and honestly, her innocent image screamed sensuality. Maybe the way her face expressed, it made men fantasize about having a round or two with her in bed. The curse, while inside Chaeyeon's body, felt the lust men had around her and that was why it turned out like this.

She wanted sex and that was what Lewang would give. Making out with a curse was dangerous. Not only did it have abnormal vitality, it could also corrupt one soul. Thus, he specifically brewed a potion to fight those aspects. It had enhanced doping so Lewang would able to go for a marathon of sex. Yet, he wasn't sure if he could win the battle of attrition.

Anyway, he started approaching her. Down like a dog, he crawled toward Chaeyeon’s thick bushed pussy. She blushed and looked away when Lewang arrived at the door then drowned his face on her cleavage with both hands fondling.

“AAHHK!” She suddenly groaned and Lewang was startled when she found something bulging from her pussy. Something was inside and it was moving. Then, a snake twice bigger than his penis from Chaeyeon’s vagina–just like she told him.

It slithered around her right leg and then went to Lewang’s left leg. Tightly, it bound, so tight that he felt his leg was being crushed. Seemed like the snake was locking their legs together. The head was intensely staring and ready to bite his leg if he tried to run away from the sex. There, his exit was blocked.

Not stopping, Lewang realized the surrounding area was surrounded by many types of snakes. It was like a snake pit.

It was life or death sex. He couldn’t afford to lose or his soul would be corrupted, turning into its slave and Chaeyeon would never be free.

Thus, Lewang started by offering his tongue. Sticking it out, offering it to her. Chaeyeon lip-bit it right away, sucking it hard as if it was a lollipop. Their saliva dripped on Chaeyeon’s cleavage and Lewang used it to massage her breasts, making them shiny.

“A-AHHKK~” Groaning hard, didn’t she? Lewang’s potion didn’t only increase his stamina but also temporarily increased the size of his cock. Now, it was quite big, long, and thick. It was almost visibly bulging when he drilled into her vagina.

“U-UGH!” A small venomous snake latched on his dick. It cuffed his penis and squeezed it hard while he was pounding. Indeed, a weird experience.

They were going for quite a long. Lewang kept pounding and pounding but he still couldn’t see Chaeyeon’s limit. She was just all smiley while she was sweaty as fuck even in that cold fog.

Suddenly, someone was hugging him from behind. When he turned his head, he saw another Chaeyeon(2) on his back. She grabbed his head and monopolized his lips by locking them with her lips. Not only that, Chaeyeon(2) started fingering Lewang’s ass.

Don’t stop! Don’t stop! He thought. Don’t stop pounding!

Another Chaeyeon(3) appeared and it was in a freaky location. Her head popped out from the small pound under them. Lewang’s heart almost stopped when he heard a giggle under his sack. Her appearance was beyond logic.

Chaeyeon(3) started sucking his sack and it disturbed his movement. Forcing it, he just smacked his sack on Chaeyeon(3)’s face.

The frenzy didn’t stop.

Chaeyeon(4) appeared behind Chaeyeon. She laid Chaeyeon down and then sat on her face. In a joking manner, Chaeyeon(4) bent and licked Lewang’s dick and was rigorously pumping Chaeyeon’s vagina. Sometimes he was forced to put his dick into Chaeyeon(4)’s mouth.

“Hi hi hi hi hi~”

They were giggling creepily as they played with Lewang. When he thought it couldn’t be harder, Chaeyeon(5) appeared on his right side. Grabbing his hand, she put it between her breasts and sucked his fingers.

Losing his grip, Lewang had it hard to pound Chaeyeon. There were four of Chaeyeon’s doppelgangers that disturbed him. All he had was his undying spirit. Even losing power to pound due to lack of grip, he gritted and kept pounding.

“UUOOOOOOOHHHHH~!” He yelled to raise his spirit.

Meanwhile, the other four kept disturbing him. They acted childish like asking for their turn to have fun with Lewang but he only focused on Chaeyeon, the real one.

He pounded.

He pounded!

But, he still didn’t see the ending. Meanwhile, his stamina was depleting fast and he didn’t know when he would lose consciousness.

He pounded.

Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded! Pounded!

And finally…

The doppelgangers left him one by one. At least, he was left alone with the real curse, the one with Chaeyeon’s real body. It seemed heartbreaking like it had been years since he saw her. Her face looked a mess with strains of pubic sticking around her face that were wet from Chaeyeon(4)’s cum. Still, Chaeyeon smiled when she saw Lewang.

“Hi hi hi hi~” She giggled as she enjoyed Lewang dick’s wrecking her vagina. “AHHHK! AHHH AHHHH OOUUGHHH!”

Now, it was the final round. He knew it; he felt it. Thus, he gave his all for the final push. Gripping hard on Chaeyeon’s waist, he hammered her relentlessly, like a machine gun with shotgun ammunition–if that makes sense.

“AHHH AHHH! AHHHH OOUUUHHH! AHHH! UUHHMMMM! AHH AHHH AHHHHH AGHK! OUUHHH! AHHH! NG! W-WHAT? AHHH AHHHH! WHERE? AHHH OOUUCH AHHH OUW! WHERE AM I? AHHH AHHH AHHH! SO-AHHH AHHH! SONSAENGNIM? LEWANG-SONSAENGNIM! AHHH AHHH! STOOPP! STOP! STOP! AHHH! YOU HURT ME! SONSAENGNIM AHHH AHHH AHHH!”

There, Chaeyeon regained consciousness and cried for Lewang to stop. But, the man was desperate. Focusing himself on just banging and he couldn’t hear her voice. Meanwhile, Chaeyeon felt his cum leaking and it kept filling her pussy but there was no sign that Lewang would stop.

“STOP! DON’T! DON’T FILL ME!! AHHH AHHH! DON’T DO IT INSIDE! PLEASE! AHH AHHHH! SONSAENGNIM! HEAR ME! STOP! AHHH AHHH! I DON’T WANT TO BE PREGNANT! PLEASE!”

“C-Chaeyeon-ssi?” After a long begging, finally, he noticed that his client was there. “Is that you?”

Chaeyeon pushed Lewang. She crawled backward then stood up. Her face was full of fear as she covered her cleavage and vagina. Noticeably, she felt pain in her vagina that stinging and dripping cum.

Lewang stood up too. He looked exhausted and his dick was still as hard as ever, leaking cum. He tried to talk with Chaeyeon but it seemed like she still couldn’t process what happened. Indeed, a man she just knew appeared right when she woke up, and in the middle of pounding her, it was a scary view. In her head, she thought she was raped by Lewang even though he had explained the method earlier.

Took a long time but Chaeyeon finally noticed she was in the middle of the wood. The snakes were gone and it was just the two of them. Chaeyeon had many questions but she was just too afraid to ask the man who she thought just raped her.

“Chaeyeon-ssi, we are in a mystical labyrinth. You brought us here… Well, the curse brought us here. I’m sorry you need to wake up at the wrong moment but I need to confirm that I wasn’t raping you. It was the ritual that I explained earlier.”

Chaeyeon looked around and she was indeed feeling that the surroundings were mystical and creepy. Taking her time, she proceeded. It was her first time experiencing such a paranormal event in real time so she was kind of not believing. Being raped was more logical.

“Are you calm now?” Lewang asked.

“Y-yes. Then, we are really just…”

“Yes. We have sex.”

“Oh my god,” Lewang approached to calm Chaeyeon but she was freaked out, especially when his dick was looking hard and dripping cum. She threw her face, and couldn't dare to see it since it triggered the scary moment when Lewang wrecked her inside.

“I’m sorry. I’ll put a distance.”

“Is the curse gone?”

“Yes. I feel it is gone from inside you.”

“I’m sorry to behave like this. Especially when you have helped me. I understand it was the method and we need to do this but my body–”

“Scared? I know. I understand. I’m sorry you need to go through that. At least you are safe. You don’t even need to meet me again since you looked traumatized. I’m sorry if it looks like I was raping you.”

“N-no. Don’t say that. It makes me feel ungrateful.”

“Anyway, follow me. Try to be as close as possible so you won’t lose me or you'll get lost in this labyrinth.”

Both started their journey to return to the villa. Even though it was a straight path, they couldn’t exit. Since the dog was dead, Lewang couldn’t use a guide so he tried to find the exit himself with his sixth sense. It took days and both of them almost died from starvation. While they were together in the labyrinth, Chaeyeon tried to open her heart to Lewang and gradually she wasn't afraid of him anymore. Even when they were almost dying from the cold, they hugged each other to make warmth. The chauffeur was so glad when Chaeyeon and Lewang returned to the villa and at the same time wondered why they were naked. He said it had been only a few hours after they were gone.

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sikumis · 5 months

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LOUSY BREAK-UP

STARRING

(HEEYEON AHN a.k.a HANI)

In front of a mirror, Hani was adoring herself, trying new black lingerie she just bought. With intentional hair down, a bit messy, wet lips, and alluring eyes, Hani tried to flirt with her reflection. She was in her best shape after being underweight for a long time; she looked erotic and arousing with those plump breasts showing off in the mirror. If she liked it, her boyfriend probably liked it too, so she thought.

Love was all about compromise. Hani just got into a big fight with her boyfriend and they were out of contact for almost two weeks. Even though it was his fault, Hani lowered her pride and tried her best so they could make up.

The new lingerie looked good on her and it would smoothen the talk. Hani planned to dress like this when they had dinner in her place and maybe after that, they could have fun on the bed. Just thinking about it made her blush and she couldn’t wait to embrace the sweaty night she missed.

“Perfect,” she grinned, speaking in a happy tone.

Her phone rang. The caller was her boyfriend.

“Hello, sweetheart, I just wondered if I should call you. Listen, tonight we–WHAT?” Three seconds after she picked up the call, her smile melted. In an instant, it turned into disappointment then turned into rage. “Are you serious? Like, fucking serious? You promised tonight! Busy? Am I not?” He was a high-pay salaryman, a non-celebrity, who happened to meet her when she was a brand ambassador of sportswear and he was the person in charge. Both of them were busy, but Hani was able to cancel some of her schedules so she could talk and fix their relationship. Canceling the long-awaited heart-to-heart conversation made Hani think he wasn’t serious enough with her. “Fuck! Fuck you! Keep your excuse!”

Madly, she ended the call then she threw herself on the bed, wrinkled her forehead. There was rage and sadness. It wasn’t the first time he canceled their meeting, even before the fight. He put his job first rather than her.

And, Hani had enough.

She stood up and stared at herself in the mirror, convincing herself that she wanted to break up with him. Nodding, she picked her long coat down to her knees. After picking her bag, she went to her car and departed to his office. Surprisingly, she was calm enough to drive and didn't make any fuss, just like how she usually drove.

Two hours later, she arrived at the building. Hani had been there before so the security knew her–because she was a celebrity so she was easily recognized. With a gentle smile and a random excuse, “I need to bring lunch for my boyfriend,” she was given a guest ID just like that–what security.

Hani met some workers in the lift and they recognized her–well, she didn’t even try to hide. Professionally as an idol, she smiled at them. They asked for a selfie and she complied.

Arriving on the floor where her boyfriend worked, like a lady wearing a coat among the workers wearing shirts, Hani stood out. But that wasn’t the only reason. Among his peers, Hani’s boyfriend often flexed the fact that he dated a celebrity, especially Jungsoo, his rival in work.

“Hai, Jungsoo-ssi,” flirty, Hani winked at him–yes, that was Jungsoo.

“Oh my… Hani-ssi,” he blushed to meet Hani for the second time. The first time he met her was at a gathering where Hani’s boyfriend brought her along so he could show off.

“Where can I meet Kijoon?”

“He is at his office. Right there.”

“Thank you.”

Hani’s presence made a commotion, especially for those who never met a celebrity in their life. Their eyes followed her to Kijoon’s office and locked at her even when she entered the office. Kijoon’s office was covered with sandblasts up to shoulder level.

“H-heeyeon-ah?!” Kijoon jumped from his seat when he saw his girlfriend enter his office.

After closing the door, Hani’s smile bloomed. But, she stayed at the door.

“Annyong, oppa.”

“W-why are you here?”

“I told you we need to talk.”

“I told you I am busy.”

“I know. That’s why I came here. It will not take long. Please. It’s our relationship we are talking about.”

“Alright, alright. Make it quick.”

“Thank you.”

“By the way, nice coat.”

“You like it?”

“Yes. You look lovely,” Hani had that hunch that her boyfriend attempted to fix their relationship. But, it was too late.

“I just bought it this morning, for you. How about it? You like it this way or…” Hani came closer to his table and undid her coat, letting it slide down to the floor. “...This way.”

His heart jumped when Hani revealed herself with only lingerie. She looked hot and so damn fine. When was the last time he had sex with her? He almost forgot how hot his girlfriend was. Meanwhile, on the outside, the male workers were in rage seeing Hani taking off her coat, revealing her shoulder–they could only see that much.

“Honey, everyone is watching!” right before he stood up from his seat, Hani put her hand on his chest and prevented him from standing.

“Calm down, babe. I don’t mind it. Besides, you're always bragging about me to your co-workers, right? I love it when you do that.”

“I-I thought you want to talk.”

“Nervous, aren’t you. Yes, I want to talk but I never said it through words. So, now, how about you reeeelaaaaaax a bit,” as she said that Hani loosened his tie and used her teeth to pull it off completely–while she did that, she could hear her boyfriend’s heartbeat beating madly.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“What’s with me?”

“I never see you this… well… Alluring.”

“You just never see enough.”

Hani used the tie to cover his eyes, leaving just a small gap for him to see. Then, he climbed on his seat and undid his belt.

“Oh my! Babe! It’s still 2 p.m.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it as if it is midnight.”

Unzipping pants emerged.

“Oh my god~”

Hani pulled his pants and left his underpants intact. Then, she used the belt to tie his body to the chair. Kijoon felt the tension Hani built, covering his eyes made it ten times better, making him forget about his work for a while.

Thinking it wasn’t enough, Hani used the tape on his table to bind his hands and now Kijoon could move at all.

Carefully, Hani climbed his seat once again and then sat on his bulge crotch.

“Ommo, you are so excited down there.”

“You bet.”

Hani teased Kijoon by sweeping her lips on his but when he was about to kiss, she pulled away. It happened again and again to the point it made him mad. But, the warmness of her body when she embraced him was enough to calm her down.

“Do you still remember my hit song?” She whispered.

Right after Kijoon nodded, Hani rubbed her pussy on his erected dick, on his underpants. Just like her song, gently she pushed then moved it up and then down on repeat, slowly.

“Oh my god. I loved that song.”

“Wi~” Hani teased Kijoon while rubbing her pussy up.

“Arae~” And when her boyfriend responded, she rubbed it down.

They talked in a fainting-like voice.

“Wi~”

“Arae~”

“Wi~”

“Arae~”

He felt it, gradually, that Hani’s was wet down there. A picture of Hani grinding her pussy on him was supposed to be amazing, but the limited vision he had challenged his sanity. He could only see Hani’s mouth gasping through the gap of the tie. Never saw this side of Hani before. It was so erotic and arousing.

“K-kiss me, babe.”

“Beg.”

“Please~”

“Uhuh?”

“Please~”

“If you insist~” Hani stuck out her tongue and teased him by putting it on his upper lip. But before he could catch it with his mouth, she pulled it back and giggled.

He grunted.

Hani didn’t come to play.

All he thought was just his girlfriend now.

And, after the tease, Hani climbed down from the seat and pushed him by pushing his dick by her left foot softly. His seat hit the wall and fortunately, it didn’t wobble down as it crashed into a pot. But now he moved backward, he could see wider and more of Hani’s erotic figure on his vision–especially the upper part.

Then, she started dancing, touching her body, teasing him by almost revealing her nipple. Hani danced as if she was a stripper and eventually she took her bra but only showed her back to Kijoon. She looked at him and smiled before putting it back then continued to dance.

In between her moves, sometimes she teased him by grinding her ass on his crotch.

Her movements got wider and wilder. It made her hair messy and she started to sweat a lot. Some of it splattered on Kijoon’s front and he could only see. He was urged to lick the sparkling on Hani’s skin, begging Hani to release him. Yet, she ignored him and kept dancing.

Meanwhile, even with limited vision, the audience outside Kijoon’s office was getting wilder. Seeing Hani move erotically made the male drool. They crowded outside the office, trying to take a glimpse of her.

Hani was a professional performer and knew how to excite her audience. She winked at the male worker and put out her tongue like a dog. After dancing her way, she unlocked the office door and greeted the worker with her sweaty half-naked body.

“Hello, boys.”

Seeing her made them drool, staring at those sweat sliding down nicely, from her cleavage down to her belly and ended on her crotch. They were on the edge to attack Hani and rape her alive.

She posed so confidently. While she was like a whore fetching her client, her boyfriend was confused why Hani was so shameless, standing almost naked in front of his peers.

“Jungsoo-ssi~” Hani sounded flirty and made the rest jealous.

“Y-yes, Hani-ssi?”

“Come here,” she pulled him by pulling his tie, returned inside the office, and locked the door back. Then, she kissed him.

“DARLING????”

Kijoon was so confused by Hani’s behavior and so was Jungsoo but he kissed her back anyway. While the other was aroused, Kijoon was enraged that Hani kissed his rival in life. He cursed while knowing nothing of what happened.

“F&*K! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, DARLING?”

Yet, she was ignored.

Kijoon kept talking to her.

Still ignored.

Suddenly, Hani went down on her knees and unbelted Jungsoo’s pants.

“H-HANI-SSI?? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?”

“One more question and I will choose another man.”

She looked mad and it was enough to shut his mouth.

“O-OOOUUUHHHHH~” Jungsoo grunted hard when Hani sucked his erect dick while Kijoon was about to cry. “AAHHHH H-H-HANI-SSI… Y-YOU ARE GOOD… SO GOOD.”

*SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP*

Jungsoo was so tense.

“Darling! What the fuck!” His voice was full of agony due to the betrayal, right after he was seduced so hard.

Hani was sucking the tip of Jungsoo’s genital while stroking the rest of it.

After leaving Jungsoo’s dick throbbing and coated with her saliva, Hani stepped back while looking at his eyes. Slowly, she turned and showed her back. She laid her upper body on Kijoon’s father, just next to where Kijoon was tied.

Then, she pulled her underwear in front of Jungsoo’s eyes, slowly, very slowly, revealing her clean shaved pussy with a bright color. It looked tight and arousing. While in the process, she wiggled her ass to charm her boyfriend’s rival more and enraged the boyfriend.

Jungsoo was drooling and stepped forward soullessly. His eyes were focused on Hani’s pussy. Firmly, he grabbed her butt cheeks, groping them vigorously, enjoying the view. Then, he penetrated her. Gripping hard on her waist, he pushed his dick to the deepest.

Hani hissed before moaning. Without a word, Jungsoo started to reel Hani. Kijoon could only cry while his mortal rival was having fun with his girlfriend.

Jungsoo didn’t know what exactly happened, but he was happy to be able to taste a celebrity pussy. It was amazing, especially Hani’s body. She was famous due to the video where she showed off her crotch on the stage and it had been his number one video to jerk off in his bathroom and now he hammered his genitals into that very pussy. He was deadly envious toward Kijoon when he knew he dated Hani but due to that, it was very pleasing to fuck Hani in front of him.

Her voice was cutely-erotic and it made him excited to slam it harder into her pussy.

The audience couldn’t see Hani but they saw Kijoon’s suggestive movement from the outside.

“Hani-ssi~ Hani-ssi~”

“Do you not heed my warning?”

“Darling~ WHY???”

Hani started to look exhausted as Jungsoo didn’t slow down at all. She could feel it now, the pleasing pain hitting her brain. Since then, she groaned louder and deliberately did that on her boyfriend’s face.

After a while, Jungsoo grunted hard and shot his cum inside Hani which made her humming, enjoying her womb cleansed by another man’s cum. How long had it been since she felt that way? She even forgot the last time she made love with her boyfriend because he was too busy.

Without Hani telling him, Jungsoo pulled out his dick and walked back. He began to fix his clothes. His face looked so satisfied and hoping to get the second round.

Hani moved from the desk to Kijoon. From her bare pussy, cum dripped, dirtying his office. Sultry looking, she stared at Kijoon. From the gap, she could tell that he was shocked.

Proudly, she showed her underwear where there was a wet spot in the middle to him. Then, she shoved it into his gaping mouth.

Then, she whispered to him, “we are done.”

Her sultry expression turned mad. Hani was done with her game. Wearing her coat back, Hani exited his office.

“H-Hani-ssi! Can I get your number?” asked Jungsoo but he was ignored.

All the men on that floor followed Hani with a perverted look–like they were expecting more.

When she entered the lift, she met her ex’s boss. He stared at her awkwardly, especially since something strange was dripping from the bottom of her coat.

But, Hani just smiled at him and went away.

[END]

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