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Orgasmic State of Mind - Aespa Karina

"What?! 16000 won for a bottle of soju?" Winter blurts out loud, looking at the prices on the menu.

"It's probably more, given exchange rates..." you mutter, hoping no one else heard the outburst from outside the private room.

"But we can get it for like a thousand in Korea!"

"We're not in Korea, it is what it is, do you want it or not?" Karina smiles apologetically at you, as if embarrassed by Winter's naivety. You're in K-Town—West 32nd Street, the closest thing to Gangnam in Manhattan, except it's not very close, geographically or otherwise. Regardless, you're at one of the nicer Korean restaurants in the area, in a private room you booked for aespa.

"Eh fine, let's just get three bottles."

"Three?" you ask, confirming what you heard.

"We finished with our performances on this trip, let's just cut loose!" Winter whines, and Giselle heartily agrees.

"Sure, do you know what food you want to eat?"

"Yeah I just want ramyeon. Wait why is it—" A sharp draw of breath from Karina shuts her up.

"Don't worry about the price, you're here to cut loose right?" Winter sighs and takes a deep breath.

"I guess..." She perks up immediately after. "Then I want ramyeon, seafood pancake, army stew, ddeokbokki, and—" Winter eyes Karina, checking for her reaction. "And fried chicken?" she finishes in a small voice.

"Sure, do you just want to order?" you offer.

"My English isn't good."

"Who says you have to use English?"

Winter is beady eyed as the waiter walks up to them, asking in fluent Korean what they would like to order. She brightens up immediately, ordering in rapid-fire Korean. The waiter nods and disappears.

"Wow you can use Korean here?"

"It's K-Town, of course!" you chuckle. The food arrives quickly, as do the drinks, and the chatter and the soju flow free and fast, the evening eventually turning into night.

“Do you come here to eat everyday?” “Are there pochas here too?” “Why does everyone walk so fast?” The members bombard you with questions, and you happily answer them until the manager checks the time and signals to you and the group.

"We should go, it'll be crowded here if we don't leave soon." Karina nods in agreement and gestures to the other members.

"Nooooo I want to keep going, let's go for round 2! Can we do karaoke?"

Karina clicks her tongue in annoyance.

"Let's go, do you want to make a fool of yourself in New York?" Pouting, Winter reluctantly gets up from the table and let's herself be dragged out, wobbling all over the place.

"Aish, the little twerp, sorry, we'll head out," Karina apologizes and follows the members out. The van's already waiting for them outside, and as you watch them get in you allow yourself to relax, your job as their guide and translator done for the night. You pull out your phone, about to get your own ride when Karina calls out to you.

"Hey, get in!"

"What?"

"We might need your help at the hotel, could you come along?"

"Umm sure." Shrugging and hoping that their hotel wasn't too far away, you hop in the front seat and the van zooms off. A short ride later you all arrive at a swanky hotel.

"Take Winter up would you?" she asks the other members, and they nod and bid the two of you good night.

"You're not going with them?"

"I need to ask the front desk some questions, that's what I need your help for."

"Oh of course, let's go."

The two of you walk to the concierge, and you translate the easiest, most boring questions ever.

"What time is the free breakfast available? Do you do wake-up calls? Is late check-out available?"

After the trifecta of softball questions and setting a wake-up call for Karina you assume you're done, but Karina has more questions for you.

"I need your help with some of the buttons in the room."

"A-Are you sure you need me for that? Surely it's the same in all the hotels..."

"No, now follow me." Groaning at still not being able to go home yet, you follow Karina into the elevator. She opens the door to her hotel room and you trod in mindlessly before stopping dead in your tracks—you're going into the hotel room of one of the biggest idols in K-pop!

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come help me read this." Karina disappears into the bathroom, and your feet feel like lead, almost numb as you go towards her.

"Help me read this, which way is hot water?" Wait, was she for real?

"Umm, you can use the color too, but it's hot water to the left, and cold water to the right."

"Oh okay thanks."

"Do you need anything else?" you ask as she walks back into the hotel room.

"Yes, now that the others are in their rooms, I would like to cut loose too." You watch her top slip off her shoulders, and with a deft hand her strapless bra falls to the floor. Karina is now standing topless in front of you, her back thankfully turned—you feel like your heart might burst, like Karina's outfits frequently threaten to do.

"Umm, I should go. I mean, are you sure, I—" Karina turns around, and your mouth stays open mid-sentence as all your focus is drawn towards her chest. You're not a tits guy, but in this moment you definitely are. You've wondered vaguely what Karina would look like under her tight, form-fitting clothing, and now you know—large, perfectly shaped, and perky. You wonder how it would be like to grab—

"Are you listening, or should I wait for you to finish drooling?" Karina's voice slices through the hotel room air.

"Ah, I'm sorry." You manage to avert your eyes, looking down at the ground.

"No it's fine, I take it you're willing?"

"Willing to...?" She rolls her eyes.

"Fuck me, that's how I cut loose."

"Yeah of course!" you almost shout disbelievingly.

"Good, you should get naked then." All thoughts of going home fly out the window, and you hastily get naked in front of her—right now home is wherever the fuck Karina wants you. She smiles as she slowly reaches for the side of her skirt, and with a rustle her skirt falls to the floor too.

"Would you like to finish the job?"

You pounce on the opportunity, closing the distance to her immediately, your hard-on pressing against her tummy. But first, you had to help yourself to her chest. Karina laughs knowingly, but she lets you squeeze and cup her breasts, humming as you kiss her neck, your fingers drawing circles over her nipples.

"Of course you go for my tits first."

"Do you blame me, not everyday you get to—" you pause, fearing you were being too crass.

"What, see them, touch them, squeeze them?" Karina fires back with a smirk. "Oh, I get to do that every day. What I don't get is this!" You groan as she wraps a hand around you. You slowly back Karina onto the bed, and as you get on top of her you bring your lips further down her neck, kissing the valley between her breasts. A groan escapes you as you drag your lips over the top of one breast—Karina has trapped your cock between her thighs, and she slowly squirms and moves them, her smooth skin pleasuring you.

"Oh fuck... That feels good!" you gasp.

"I'm glad, I'm not all tits you know, how about let's get to the main course?" Karina asks, her pretty face flush with arousal. You could have stayed in Karina's cleavage forever, but you were more than fine with what would come next. You smoothly pull off her panties, and Karina immediately gets on all fours at the edge of the bed showing you that indeed, she is not all tits.

"Fuck me just like this!"

You follow her command, your hands going from grabbing her breasts to something just as curvy—her hips. Karina reaches between her own legs, grabbing you and pressing your cock against her. The two of you moan as she rubs you against her mons, and you're already pushing slightly in and out, fucking the space between her hand and body.

"Mmm I have a request, think you can do it?" You nod vigorously—right now you'd do anything she wanted you to do.

"Good, I need you to fuck me hard, I don't need you to go fast, just fuck me deep and hard, got it?" Karina releases you, two thin fingers instead going to her pussy, parting her lips for you.

"Now put it in." Your tip finds her entrance, and her fingers close around you, making sure you stay there. You keep pushing into her, until finally her fingers reach the base of your shaft—you are buried deep inside Karina!

"Oh god..." you moan, releasing the breath you didn't even know you were holding.

"Mmmm that's nice." She tightens around you briefly, as if trying to get an idea of your size. "Now fuck me hard."

You pull back, and with your mind focused on not blowing early, you push firmly back into Karina. She snaps her head back, but not in pleasure.

"What was that? I want you to pound me, not lightly pat me!" You grunt as you pull out, this time pushing in more forcefully.

"How was that?"

"Better, that was still more like a smack. Pull me back on you!" You do just that, your fingers digging into her hips, and this time you pull her back as you push forward. You manage to extract a moan from her, but it is soft and not carnal, like a moan you have when you turn on a massage chair rather than a moan from you plunging deep into her. Karina reaches back, grabbing your arm and squeezing you.

"Better, but use those arms! That thrust felt like you had noodles for arms, really yank me!" Annoyed at the comparison, you pull out all the way, leaving only your tip in her. Your arms tense, and your fingers dig even more deeply into her hips, no doubt leaving red marks on her pale skin. This time you snap your hips forward, using your core to throw yourself into her. Her butt collides with you in a resounding clap, and that is followed by a loud satisfying moan from Karina.

"Oh fuck, yes that's it, keep doing that!"

You repeat the motion, watching her butt and thighs ripple as you slam into her again. You can't take your eyes off her ass—what was previously pale creamy skin is already slightly pink. Karina turns back to you, the cheeks on her face pinker than the ones on her butt.

"Why'd you stop? Keep going, keep going until I tell you to stop."

You pull back, and slam forward again, and again, and again. It is definitely a workout as you use your whole body to fuck her, but you don't mind—the slow pace works in your favor, allowing you to last longer inside Karina. Going by her moans, you are doing it for her as well, her fingers gripping the bedsheets tightly whenever you send yourself deep inside her.

"Yes..." Her moans grow higher in pitch, every thrust sending a bolt of pleasure straight up her spine. This was how she liked to be fucked; her previous lovers rarely had the discipline to not just go to town on the Karina, merely rutting into her quickly, as if that would give her pleasure! She would end up understimulated and her partners overstimulated, hitting their peak far too quickly, much to her displeasure and lack of pleasure.

But you! Karina's glad you're able to do as she says, every withdrawal of your shaft leaving her body aching for more, her pussy becoming wetter as if experiencing an actual withdrawal, just begging for the next hit of cock.

"Ah!" Her vision goes dark, her eyes rolling into her head briefly as you give it to her again, sending her well-maintained hair flying every which way. Unlike a drug though, her body doesn't build up a tolerance for your cock but instead builds up in pleasure, slowly bringing her to a peak, like a slow rising roller coaster. Over and over you slam into her, and the slight sting of her butt is drowned out by the cauldron of pleasure she's in, your thrusts edging her to orgasm, threatening to bubble over with every additional hit of cock.

Until it finally does.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum..." Karina gasps right before you slam into her again, and this time she yelps before biting down on the bedsheets, screaming into the mattress as her entire body shakes and tenses in front of you. Her walls pulse rhythmically around you, and as you pull out of her a wild hand flails at you, drawing your attention. Karina looks hotter than you've ever seen her, lying on the bed panting, sheets crunched up and slightly pulled off the bed from where she was biting it.

"Don't stop, keep going, keep making me cum!" You impale yourself in her again, and Karina is forced to turn away from you, burying her head into the mattress. She misses her bite on the sheets though, and the scream that rings in the room is uncontrollable.

Like a runaway roller coaster, once Karina crests the first peak each becomes easier than the last, and every other thrust she seems to tighten around you, crying into the bed as she does. Her arms go weak, her breasts pressed softly and deliciously against the bed. But she keeps her hips raised, or rather, you keep her hips raised, holding her up for you to continue pumping. You stab and spear and plunge orgasm after orgasm into Karina, each one causing her pleasure to boil and spill out of her, never letting her off the edge of orgasm until finally, she runs out of energy and pleasure.

"Stop, stop, pull out!" You pull out of her, and she immediately covers her pussy with a hand, as if to prevent you from thrusting into her again. Overstimulated to the limit, her makeup runs down her eyes as she turns to face you—she really was crying into the bed. "Get on top of me!"

As you get on top of her she beckons you further up her body, and when her hands grab her own breasts, you know what she means. With a curse you slip your slippery shaft between her globes, and as she rapidly moves her tits back and forth to jerk you off, you realize there's no need to go slow. A few quick thrusts of your hips later you press your balls to her breasts, thrusting your tip through her cleavage before exploding.

"God Karina!" Driven by the momentum of your final thrust, the first rope lands across her face before you blast her neck and chin with cum. She continues to use her breasts to extend your orgasm, extracting a full load out of you as you plaster her creamy skin with your own cream. You continue thrusting in and out of her cleavage, wanting to memorize the feel of her chest until your tip finally disappears between her globes and reappears in it it’s soft, spent form.

Gasping, you manage to get off her and join her in staring up at the ceiling. After the loud screams and claps of your bodies earlier, the loud panting in the room is almost serene, peaceful. Karina pulls herself to the bedside table and grabs some tissues to wipe her face.

"Mmm, that was nice." As soon as her face is clean, even with cum still on her neck and starting to drain down her cleavage, she pulls you in for a kiss.

"Yeah, fuck, wow." You can only respond in single words, still not quite believing or recovered from what happened. Karina takes the time to clean herself up more, and feeling bad you reach for the tissues to, before realizing that you would be cleaning her breasts for her. Karina laughs at your pause.

"You want to clean me? You can do that in the shower."

"We're not done?" you blurt out as she walks away from you, slick shining on her thighs, her red butt on display for you.

"Are you? I thought New York is the city that never sleeps." Her next line is almost enough to get you hard immediately.

"I wasn't planning on sleeping, unless you are."

Karina enters the bathroom, and you take a deep breath, slapping your face to hopefully not wake yourself up from the dream. The soreness of fucking her hard suddenly catches up with you—you're sweating, your muscles ache, and your heart is beating way too fast. It would be too easy to lay down and just fall asleep, but no, dreams do come true, and right now, your dream come true is behind the door starting the shower, so you do as you are often told by your mom.

Take a shower after a workout, and follow your dreams.

"Good, the water's just right, come join me?" You hurry to join Karina, and she has you hold out your hand. She squeezes some soap into your hand. "Here you go, soap me up."

Karina watches with amusement as you glide your hands over her tits, pursing her lips to suppress a whine—her orgasm had left her quite sensitive. But she let's you continue, and you continue focusing on her chest as she works shampoo into her hair. By the time she was done with her long hair you are still on her chest.

"I have the rest of my body to clean too you know, you can play with them later."

"R-right, sorry." The prospect of doing more with her later makes you delay the exploration of her body for now, and after more than 10 minutes since you jumped in the shower, you reluctantly lift your hands from her and finally start washing yourself. Even as the two of you focus on getting clean, you can't help but get hard at the sight of Karina's unreal figure and the warm water flowing down and over her naked curves.

"I think we're clean enough, you certainly think so," Karina points out with a chuckle.

"Yeah, yeah I think so." You push her against the shower wall, fully happy to take her right there. She let's you kiss her, murmuring her pleasure as your hands find her butt, but she pushes you away when you get close to the apex of her thighs.

"Not here, I don't want to catch a cold, come on." She shuts the shower off and walks out, putting on a bathrobe and furiously toweling her hair dry as quickly as possible in front of the dresser. You follow her out, wearing a bathrobe but not bothering to close it.

"So, what would you like to do?" Karina's question catches you off guard as she eyes you through the dresser mirror.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I wanted you slow and hard. But I'll do it your way this time." Never did you think you'd have to answer the question, "How would you like to fuck Karina?" So your mouth hangs open a little as you ponder the pop quiz.

"Umm... fast and hard?"

"Ugh that never works for me, men always blow it early. How about this, you fuck me slow and hard, and once you get me off you can go as fast as you want."

"Yeah, that works. Let me know when you're done with your hair."

"Why wait?" Karina softly asks as she leans over the dresser, not-so-subtly bringing the bathrobe over her hips. You don't hesitate at her invitation, and with your robe already open you simply plunge into her once more. A loud moan escapes her as she braces herself, one hand on the dresser and another on the mirror. In this position Karina's able to push back against you, and she takes full advantage of it, timing and throwing herself back on you as you shove yourself into her.

"Yeah mmph, just like that!"

You try to pull her back on you with every thrust, but Karina pushing back on you is throwing your timing off. And slightly annoyed you grab her arms, using them as handles instead to pull on her, making her back curve, lifting her from her bent over position.

"What— ah!"

"You're moving too much, fuck!" you growl at her.

"Wait, let me, mmm! Let me take this off."

Sweat starts to gather on her skin as Karina overheats in the bathrobe, so at her request you stop to let her drop the bathrobe to the floor, and you take the chance to do so as well.

As soon as you two are completely naked again you press her back against the dresser. With one hand you hold her wrists together, like makeshift reins on her lower back as you aim to put Karina through her paces. Your other hand goes naturally to her breasts, and she moans as you pull her half upright, letting her see the two of you in the mirror.

Karina's head rocks back and forth as you drive yourself deep into her over and over. She spies herself in the mirror between thrusts, her hair still partially wet and a total mess, one breast jiggling with every rocketing thrust into her. She gasps in pain as you slam her particularly hard against the dresser, rattling it loudly over your groan—she is definitely going to be bruised tomorrow. But as you fuck her all the way to her tiptoes, almost making her lift off the ground and wear herself on you, Karina did not mind one bit—she is getting well and truly fucked, the pleasure making her nerves tingle to her very fingertips.

"Nnngh yes!" A loud cry escapes her, and as you pull out, Karina can only manage a rushed whisper as ecstasy begins to ripple across her body, straight from her already-contracting pussy, her wild eyes looking at you through the mirror.

"I'm going to cum!"

You slam into her harshly, and with no hands available, she screams loudly into the hotel room in pain and overwhelming pleasure. It is also your signal to begin, and you immediately start rattling the dresser again and again, fully intent on hammering Karina into tomorrow. No need for slowness now, you chase your own pleasure, one hand squeezing a tit tightly, making her supple flesh spill out between your fingers as your other hand keeps a firm grip on her wrist, her fingernails scratching red lines on your arm.

"Oh— Fuck— Yes— Ahhh— Guh— Nnngh fuck meeee!" Karina can only wail powerlessly as she lets herself get railed into the next timezone, your rabid thrusts building up pleasure far too quickly for her to contend with. She doesn’t want you to stop, she can’t make you stop, but her heart was going to stop if you kept going!

It's not so much a roller coaster as it is a freefall of pleasure for Karina, her entire body sore and aching and on fire as she orgasms uncontrollably, part joyride from hell and part waterpark with how wet and how hot she feels around you. Just as abruptly as the ground stops a fall it all thankfully ends—she lands on the dresser with an unceremonious thump, and she's too fucked out of her mind to even register the hot streaks of cum across her lower back.

You narrowly miss hitting Karina in the head as you plant your hands on the dresser, bracing yourself and trying to recover from the spirited fucking you just had with her. She turns to face you, but her voice is shot, and you barely make out her quiet plea.

"Bed."

You manage to help her the short distance from dresser to bed, and not even caring about or realizing the cum on her back she flops on to it, her entire body flushed from exertion. You are similarly tired, and you collapse right next to her. The two of you pant and gasp, taking long and deep breaths. The room is peaceful for once, and just when it seemed like you would be falling asleep, Karina wraps an arm around your torso and slowly pulls herself on top of you.

"What is it?" you mumble and ask. You open your eyes, and the pout on her face would be cute, if it wasn't for the blush of orgasmic joy on her cheeks, or her breasts pressed deliciously against your chest, or her hand reaching down and stroking you to full hardness.

"I'm not ready to sleep yet." With her head buried in your neck, it is not sleep that takes you, but Karina, taking you back inside her. You grunt in overexertion, and even as you try to thrust up into her, your core is too sore to do anything substantial. Karina sucks on your neck and whispers in your ear.

"It's fine, just let me ride you." You gratefully groan your assent, wrapping your arms around her as she squirms and wriggles against you. With rest and desire comes lustful strength, and soon Karina has pushed herself off your chest, letting you admire her body as she bounces on top of you slightly, whining every time the base of your shaft meets her slick lips. You are a passenger on her ride, but what a ride it is as she reaches between her legs, a finger rubbing circles around her clit as she tries to get herself off.

"Oh fuck, yeah baby..." Whimpers escape her as you lift a tired hand to help, replacing her hand with yours. Karina leans back, shamelessly showing herself off on top of you—legs spread and breasts bouncing while she bucks herself against you. A quiet moan is all that escapes her, but the trickle of slick down your shaft is unmistakable. When she is done Karina manages to push herself forward on to you again, her arms wrapping around your neck.

"Cum in me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's a safe day, I'm just too tired to get off you." She grinds against you, working her muscles, and with the few quick thrusts you have left in reserve, you groan and spill into her, turning the trickle of fluid out of her white.

"Mmm that's hot, fuck I just let you do that to me, it's so warm..." Karina whines mindlessly into your neck, enjoying the new heat inside her. Her fingers trace lines on your chest, and despite her slowed breathing you realize Karina is really not planning on sleeping.

"Do me again when you're ready."

The two of you romp tiredly around in bed, your hands working overtime as you deftly finger and play with Karina until you are hard again, at which point you take her in a number of bed-friendly positions. Over and over the cycle repeats, stopping only for short water breaks and to clean your messes. You take her prone; she sits in your lap, using the headboard for leverage; you spoon her, scooping out juice and leftover cum from her pussy with every weak thrust.

You thoroughly explore Karina’s body, and by the time the dark night changes to a dim dawn you find yourself looking at Karina's well-ploughed wetness—the 69 position was the only one left, your tongue and jaws the only muscles not screaming in soreness.

Karina let's her face sink down on you, her moans muffled by your meat in her mouth. You tongue her best you can, flicking over her oversensitive nub in between tongue-thrusts. She extracts one more weak spurt out of you before lifting her head and groaning, her walls clenching down on your tongue equally weakly. She rolls off you, and when you manage to sit up you finally see her eyes close, her chest heaving rhythmically as she falls asleep quickly.

You try to do the same, but you swear it has only been fifteen minutes before the blaring ringtone of the room phone wakes both of you up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, yes, this is the wake-up call you requested?"

"Oh, thank you."

"Mmm already?" Karina mumbles tiredly, sitting up and grimacing at the morning sunlight peeking in through the curtains. "When were we supposed to meet you in the lobby again?"

You rack your muddled brain to try and find the right answer, before giving up and looking for your phone.

"Uhh... In an hour. I should go home and shower or something."

"Just shower here." Karina waves her hand, still in a sleepy daze.

"I don't have clothes to change into."

"So what?"

"Yes, I meet you all wearing the exact same clothes as I wore yesterday, that's not suspicious at all. Besides, don't you need to shower too?"

"Fine, go, I'll see you in a bit." You get dressed but stay for a short while, taking one last chance to see her naked. She winces as she pulls her panties on, and you notice the dark bruise across her hips.

"What is that?!"

"Well you banged me right against the dresser, so yeah."

"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry!"

"No it'll be okay, I'll just wear some high-waisted jeans or something, our next schedule isn't for a week I think anyway."

"But can you practice and stuff, how are you going to dance—" Karina shuts you up with a finger against your lips, and then her lips against your lips.

"Don’t worry, it's fine, now go!" She shoves you out her door, and reeking of filthy sex you stumble out of her room. Luckily no one catches you, and you quickly make a trip back home before returning to the hotel, only five minutes late.

"Where were you? You're late!" Aespa's manager mutters as you apologize profusely. "Are you okay? You don't look so good."

"Yeah, just umm, didn't get much sleep." You finish lamely, and behind the manager you see Karina laugh quietly at your answer. "Come, let's go to the airport."

You help get them all checked in, and they thank you for helping them during their trip.

"Thank you so much, we really enjoyed the trip, it was very memorable, especially the last night!" You almost choke at Karina's words.

"Y-you're welcome!" You can feel the blood rising up your face, but no one reacts, and all you see is a slight smirk on Karina's otherwise neutral expression.

"Well then, this is it, thank you!" The manager shakes your hand, and to your surprise Karina extends her hand as well.

"Thank you for everything," she says, presumably taking her role as aespa's leader to thank you. But no one catches her wink, the piece of paper she slips into your hand, or her slightly bowlegged stance as you watch her pass through security.

On your way back you unfold the piece of paper, and in it was a scribbled number and a message. You clap your face again, both to wake up properly and make sure it is still not a dream—nope, your face hurts now.

Let me know if you're ever in Korea, I'll show you that Seoul never sleeps either ;)

A/N: I saw some random porn vid of just slow and hard fucking, and tried to think of who would be the best idol to do it to, and I landed on Karina. It worked out Aespa did a thing in New York, so to New York we go. That’s as far as I thought it through lol, anyways thanks for reading!

#smut #karina #aespa

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