Sgooners

The moans grew louder, more desperate. You could hear the faint rustle of sheets, the sound of her hand moving between her legs. She’s thinking about him, you realized with a pang of jealousy you couldn’t explain. Your dad. The thought of her touching herself while remembering him sent a jolt of heat through you, irrational and consuming.

Without thinking, you set the glass down and moved toward her room. The door was slightly ajar, moonlight spilling across the floor. You pushed it open, your heart pounding in your chest, and there she was. Jisoo, lying on the bed, her body arching as she pleasured herself. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she gasped his name. “Your father…” she whispered, her voice breaking.

Something inside you snapped. “Jisoo,” you said, your voice low but firm.

Her eyes flew open, and she froze, her hand still between her thighs. “W-what are you doing here?” she stammered, pulling the sheets up to cover herself. Her face flushed with embarrassment, but there was something else in her eyes—something you couldn’t quite place. “Go back to your room. Now.”

But you didn’t move. Instead, you stepped closer, your legs carrying you to the edge of the bed before you could stop them. “I heard you,” you said, your voice rough with emotion. “I heard you calling for him.”

Her breath hitched, and she looked away, her cheeks burning. “It’s not what you think,” she whispered, but the lie was obvious in her trembling voice.

You reached out, your fingers brushing against her cheek, and she flinched. “Jisoo,” you murmured, leaning in. “You don’t have to be alone.”

Her eyes met yours, wide and uncertain, and for a moment, you thought she might push you away. But then, something shifted. Her hand moved to your wrist, her grip tentative but not insistent. “This is wrong,” she breathed, her voice barely audible.

“Do you want me to stop?” you asked, your lips inches from hers.

She hesitated, her gaze flickering to your mouth. And then, without a word, she closed the distance between you, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss so soft it almost felt like a dream. You froze, your heart racing, but then she deepened the kiss, her hands tangling in your hair as she pulled you closer.

The taste of her was intoxicating—sweet and desperate, like she’d been holding back for far too long. You kissed her back with equal fervor, your hands sliding down her body to grip her hips. She moaned into your mouth, her body arching against yours, and you could feel the heat radiating from her even through the sheets.

“Jisoo,” you murmured against her lips, your voice husky with need. “Let me take care of you.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching yours, before nodding slowly. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “But… be gentle.”

You nodded, your heart pounding as you peeled back the sheets, revealing her body in all its glory. Her skin glowed in the moonlight, her curves soft and inviting. She was perfect—so perfect it almost hurt to look at her.

You started with her lips, kissing her slowly and deeply, your hands exploring every inch of her body. She moaned softly, her fingers threading through your hair as you trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling gently at the sensitive skin. She tasted like salt and something sweet, like the scent of her perfume mingling with her natural musk.

“You’re so beautiful,” you murmured against her skin, your breath hot against her collarbone.

She shivered, her hands tightening in your hair. “I missed this,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I missed… being touched.”

“I’ll touch you,” you promised, your lips moving lower, down her stomach, until you reached the apex of her thighs. She tensed as you kissed her there, her breath hitching as you licked a slow, deliberate stripe up her folds. She tasted like heaven—sweet and musky, with a hint of salt that made your head spin.

“Oh, God,” she gasped, her hips jerking as you licked her again. “That’s… that’s so good.”

You didn’t respond, too focused on the task at hand. You licked and sucked at her clit, your fingers slipping inside her as you worked her body into a frenzy. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets as her hips bucked against your mouth. You could feel her getting closer, her body tightening as her moans grew more desperate.

“I’m… I’m going to—” she started, but you cut her off with a deep, hungry lick that sent her over the edge. She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her, her juices coating your tongue. You didn’t stop, licking and sucking until her moans turned to whimpers, her body trembling with pleasure.

When she finally came down, she was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “That was… incredible,” she breathed, her voice shaky.

You crawled back up her body, kissing her softly. “You’re incredible,” you murmured, your hands sliding up her thighs. “Let me show you how much I adore you.”

She hesitated, her eyes searching yours, before nodding slowly. “Okay,” she whispered, a shy smile playing on her lips. “But… go slow.”

You nodded, your heart racing as you positioned yourself between her legs. “Whatever you want,” you promised, your voice low and husky.

She reached up, her fingers brushing against your cheek. “I want you,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “But… I’m scared.”

“You don’t have to be scared,” you murmured, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I’ll take care of you.”

She nodded, her eyes closing as you slowly entered her. She was tight, her body clenching around you as you pushed inside. She gasped, her nails digging into your back, but she didn’t tell you to stop. Instead, she wrapped her legs around your hips, pulling you deeper.

“Move,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

You obliged, slowly thrusting into her, your movements gentle and deliberate. She moaned softly, her body arching against yours as you set a slow, steady rhythm. It was unlike anything you’d ever experienced—the way her body felt around you, the way she moved with you, the way she looked at you like you were the only thing that mattered.

“Jisoo,” you murmured, your voice rough with emotion. “You feel… amazing.”

She didn’t respond, too lost in the moment to speak. Her hands moved to your shoulders, pulling you closer as her moans grew louder. You could feel her getting closer again, her body tightening around you as her breath quickened. You picked up the pace, your thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her nails digging into your skin. “Don’t stop.”

You didn’t, your hands gripping her hips as you drove into her again and again. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone beneath you. You followed her over the edge, your release hitting you like a tidal wave, your body shuddering with pleasure as you spilled inside her.

For a moment, neither of you moved, the only sound in the room your ragged breathing. And then, she reached up, her fingers brushing against your cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice soft and tender.

“Are you okay?” you asked, your voice filled with concern.

She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’m… better than okay,” she admitted, her eyes shining with something you couldn’t quite place. “But… what happens now?”

You hesitated, your mind racing with possibilities. “What do you want to happen?” you asked, your voice low and husky.

She didn’t answer immediately, her gaze flickering to your mouth. “I… I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “But… I don’t want this to end.”

The room was still thick with the scent of your shared passion, the air heavy with unspoken desires. Jisoo’s fingers traced lazy patterns on your chest, her head resting against your shoulder. Her breath was warm, her body still flush against yours. You could feel the rapid beat of her heart, a mirror to your own.

“There’s… something I need to tell you,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

You shifted slightly, propping yourself up on your elbow to look down at her. Her eyes were dark, filled with a mix of fear and longing. “What is it?” you asked, your voice soft, encouraging.

She hesitated, her lower lip trembling as she struggled to find the words. “I… I’ve had these… thoughts. Fantasies. For a long time now. Even before… before your father passed.” Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and she glanced away, unable to meet your gaze.

Your heart pounded in your chest, a mix of curiosity and arousal stirring within you. “What kind of fantasies?” you asked, your voice low, almost a growl.

She swallowed hard, her fingers twisting in the sheets. “I… I’ve imagined… us. Together. Like this. But… more. Much more.” Her voice was barely audible, but the words sent a jolt of electricity through you.

“Tell me,” you urged, your hand reaching up to gently tilt her chin, forcing her to look at you. “I want to know everything.”

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she looked like she might pull away. But then, her eyes met yours, and you saw the raw need burning within her. “I’ve thought about… you dominating me. Taking control. Making me yours.” Her voice trembled, but there was a hunger in her words that made your blood heat.

“Jisoo…” you murmured, your hand moving to caress her cheek. “Is that what you want? For me to take control?”

She nodded, her eyes wide, almost pleading. “Yes. I’ve… I’ve never been able to admit it before. But with you… I feel safe. I feel like I can finally… let go.”

Your heart swelled with a mix of emotions—desire, protectiveness, and something deeper, something you couldn’t quite name. “Then let go,” you whispered, your lips brushing against hers. “Let me take care of you.”

She moaned softly, her body arching into yours as your lips met in a searing kiss. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer, her tongue darting out to meet yours in a passionate dance. The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more demanding.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your bodies pressed tightly together. Jisoo’s eyes were dark with desire, her lips swollen from your kiss. “Please,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I need you.”

You nodded, your own desire burning brightly within you. “Turn over,” you commanded, your voice firm but gentle.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching yours for reassurance. When she saw the determination in your gaze, she slowly turned onto her stomach, her body trembling with anticipation.

You straddled her hips, your hands moving to massage her shoulders, feeling the tension melt away under your touch. Your lips found the nape of her neck, trailing soft kisses along her sensitive skin. She moaned softly, her body arching into your touch.

“You’re so beautiful,” you murmured, your hands moving down her back, tracing the curve of her spine. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Her breath hitched, and she turned her head to look at you over her shoulder. “Then take me,” she whispered, her voice filled with need. “Make me yours.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, and you nodded, your hands moving to grip her hips. You positioned yourself at her entrance, feeling her wetness coating your length. Slowly, you pushed forward, inch by inch, until you were fully sheathed within her.

Jisoo gasped, her body tensing for a moment before she relaxed, her back arching as she pushed back against you. “Yes,” she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. “More.”

You began to move, slowly at first, savoring the feel of her tight warmth enveloping you. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath you as you set a steady rhythm. Your hands moved to grip her hips, holding her in place as you thrust into her, each movement driving you both closer to the edge.

“You feel so good,” you groaned, your hands moving to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh. “So fucking perfect.”

Jisoo moaned, her head falling forward as she pushed back against you, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor. “Harder,” she begged, her voice trembling with need. “Please, harder.”

Her words sent a surge of desire through you, and you complied, your thrusts becoming harder, more intense. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mingling with her sweet moans and your own groans of pleasure.

You reached around her, your hand finding her clit, your fingers circling the sensitive nub. She cried out, her body tensing as you pressed against her sweet spot. “Oh god,” she moaned, her hips bucking against you. “I’m so close.”

“Come for me,” you growled, your fingers working her clit as your thrusts became even more erratic. “Let go, Jisoo. Let me feel you.”

She cried out, her body trembling as her orgasm washed over her. Her inner walls clenched around you, milking your length as she rode out the waves of pleasure. You groaned, your own release building as you continued to thrust into her, driving her higher and higher.

When she finally came down from her high, her body went limp, her breathing ragged. You pulled out, your own need still burning within you. You flipped her over, her eyes wide with surprise as you positioned yourself between her legs.

“I’m not done with you yet,” you growled, your lips crashing down on hers in a searing kiss. She moaned into your mouth, her hands tangling in your hair as you pushed back into her, your thrusts hard and demanding.

Her legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper as she met your thrusts with equal intensity. The room was filled with the sounds of your passion, the air thick with the scent of your desire.

“Yes,” she moaned, her nails digging into your back. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

You groaned, your hips slamming into hers as you felt your release building. “Jisoo,” you groaned, your voice filled with need. “I’m going to come.”

“Yes,” she moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. “Inside me. Please.”

Her words were all the encouragement you needed, and with a final thrust, you came, hot and hard, filling her with your release. She cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her as she clenched around you, milking every last drop from you.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your bodies glistening with sweat. You collapsed beside her, pulling her into your arms as you both tried to catch your breath.

“That was…” she began, her voice trailing off as she tried to find the words.

“Amazing?” you supplied, a smirk playing on your lips.

She giggled, a sound that made your heart swell. “Yes,” she admitted, her eyes shining with happiness. “Amazing.”

You smiled, pulling her closer as you pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “We have a lot to figure out,” you murmured, your voice filled with affection.

She nodded, her eyes meeting yours. “But we’ll figure it out together,” she whispered, her voice filled with determination.

You nodded, your heart swelling with a mix of emotions. Together. That word had never sounded so right.

But before you could respond, she leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a soft kiss. “There’s more I want to show you,” she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of desire and curiosity. “Will you… will you let me?”

Your heart pounded in your chest, and you nodded, your eyes locked with hers. “Show me everything,” you whispered, your voice filled with need.

She smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes, as she leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. “Then let’s not waste any more time,” she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and desire.

And with that, she pulled you into another searing kiss, her hands exploring your body with a newfound urgency. You groaned, your own hands moving to explore her body, each touch sending a jolt of electricity through you.

The night was far from over, and as you lost yourself in her touch, you realized that this was just the beginning. Together, you would explore every taboo, every fantasy, and every desire. Together, you would become something more than you ever thought possible.

Her breath hitched as your lips trailed down her neck, each kiss leaving a mark that she would feel for days. Her fingers tangled in your hair, pulling you closer, urging you not to stop. Her body was a map of desire, and you were determined to explore every inch.

“You’ve been so good to me,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “But I need more. I need you to do something for me.”

You pulled back slightly, your eyes searching hers. “What do you need, Jisoo?”

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with both shyness and longing. “I want you to… breed me,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to feel you inside me, filling me completely. I want to be yours in every way possible.”

The words sent a shiver down your spine, your body responding instantly to her request. You didn’t hesitate, didn’t question the taboo of it all. Your need for her was too strong, too primal to resist.

Without a word, you lifted her into your arms, carrying her to the bed and laying her down gently. Her body trembled with anticipation, her legs parting as she gazed up at you with a look of pure desire. You knelt between her legs, your hands gripping her hips as you positioned yourself at her entrance.

Her breath came in shallow gasps as she reached down, guiding you to her. When the tip of your cock touched her slick folds, she whimpered, a sound that drove you wild with lust. Slowly, you pushed into her, inch by agonizing inch until you were fully seated inside her tight, wet warmth.

“Oh god,” she moaned, her nails digging into your shoulders. “You feel so good. So… perfect.”

You began to move, your thrusts slow and deliberate as you savored the feeling of her tight walls clenching around you. Her moans grew louder, her hips rocking in time with your movements. It wasn’t long before the need to claim her, to truly make her yours, became overwhelming.

“Roll over,” you commanded, your voice rough with desire.

She obeyed instantly, moving onto her hands and knees, her back arched and her ass raised in the air. You gripped her hips tightly, thrusting into her with a newfound urgency. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by her cries of pleasure.

“Yes! Yes! Just like that,” she screamed, her body trembling as you pounded into her. “Breed me. Make me yours. Fill me with your seed.”

Her words drove you to the edge, your thrusts becoming erratic as you felt your orgasm build. But you weren’t ready to give in just yet. You pulled out, flipping her onto her back and positioning yourself over her. Her legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper as you thrust into her again.

She arched her back, her head thrown back in ecstasy as you leaned down to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Your tongues tangled, your bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Her nails raked down your back, her hips lifting to meet each of your thrusts.

“Please,” she begged, her voice desperate and needy. “I’m so close. Don’t stop. I need to feel you cum inside me.”

Her words were your undoing. With a groan, you buried yourself deep inside her, your cock pulsing as you released your seed. She cried out, her body convulsing around you as she reached her own climax, her walls milking every last drop from you.

For a moment, you stayed like that, both of you trembling with the aftershocks of your pleasure. But as the haze of lust began to clear, you knew this wasn’t the end. You pulled out, your cock still hard and ready for more.

“On top,” you said, your voice firm as you guided her into position.

She straddled you, lowering herself slowly onto your cock as she moaned in pleasure. Her hands rested on your chest as she began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm. You gripped her hips, helping her to move faster, your thrusts meeting hers in a perfect, synchronized dance.

Her moans grew louder, her body moving with a wild, desperate need. She leaned down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss as she continued to ride you. Her pace quickened, her body trembling as she neared her climax once more.

“I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her voice filled with both excitement and fear. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

You thrust into her harder, your hands gripping her hips tightly as you felt your own orgasm building. Her body tightened around you, her cries of pleasure filling the room as she came. The feeling of her walls clenching around you pushed you over the edge, and with a groan, you released inside her once more.

She collapsed onto your chest, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. You held her close, your hands stroking her back as you both tried to catch your breath.

“That was…” she began, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the words.

“Amazing,” you finished, your voice filled with awe.

She looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of love and desire. “We’re not done yet,” she said, her voice filled with a newfound determination. “I want more. I want to try everything.”

Her words sent a thrill through you, your cock twitching with renewed interest. But before you could respond, she was already moving, her lips trailing down your chest as she positioned herself between your legs. She looked up at you, her eyes filled with a hunger that matched your own.

“Let’s see how long you can last,” she whispered, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of your cock.

You groaned, your hands tangling in her hair as she took you into her mouth, her tongue swirling around your length. Her lips moved down your shaft, her head bobbing as she sucked you with a skill that drove you wild. But as much as you enjoyed the feeling of her mouth on you, it wasn’t long before the need to be inside her again became too much to bear.

You pulled her up, guiding her to straddle you once more. She lowered herself onto your cock, her body moving in a rhythm that was both slow and sensual. Her hands rested on your chest as she began to move faster, her hips rolling in a way that drove you to the brink of madness.

“You’re so big,” she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. “You fill me so completely.”

Her words were your undoing, your orgasm building within you as she rode you with a desperate need. Her cries of pleasure filled the room, her body trembling as she reached her own climax. With a groan, you released inside her once more, your seed spilling deep into her waiting womb.

But even as the pleasure consumed you, you knew this wasn’t the end. You weren’t done with her yet. And as you gazed up at her, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her pleasure, you knew that she wasn’t done with you either. Together, you would explore every taboo, every fantasy, and every desire. And you knew that this was just the beginning.

“More,” she begged, her voice filled with a wild, desperate need. “I need more. Please, give me more.”

And you were more than happy to oblige.

The room was still, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Jisoo’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still trembling from the intensity of your last encounter. Her eyes, dark and hungry, locked onto yours as she leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear.

“Let’s take this to the balcony,” she whispered, her voice dripping with a dangerous blend of mischief and desire. “Where anyone could see.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, the mere thought of exposing yourselves to the world sending a thrill through your veins. This is madness, you thought, but the fire in her eyes was impossible to resist. You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper as you replied, “Lead the way.”

Jisoo smirked, her hand sliding down to grasp yours as she pulled you off the bed. Your bodies were still slick with sweat, the cool air of the room a stark contrast to the heat that radiated between you. She dragged you through the dimly lit hallway, her steps quick and purposeful, until you reached the sliding glass doors that led to the balcony.

As she pushed the doors open, the gentle night breeze greeted you, caressing your skin like a lover’s touch. The neighborhood was quiet, the only sounds being the rustling of leaves and the distant hum of a car engine. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft, silvery light over everything.

Jisoo turned to you, her eyes gleaming with a predatory excitement. Without a word, she stepped onto the balcony, her bare feet making no sound against the smooth tiles. She leaned against the railing, her body silhouetted against the night sky, the sheer fabric of her nightgown doing little to hide her curves.

“Come here,” she commanded, her voice low and sultry.

You obeyed, stepping closer until you were standing right in front of her. Her hands reached for the hem of her nightgown, lifting it slowly, teasingly, until it was gathered around her waist. She spread her legs, baring herself to you completely, the moonlight glistening off her wetness.

“Fuck me,” she said, her voice a mix of command and plea. “Fuck me right here, where anyone could see.”

Her words sent a jolt of electricity through you, your cock hardening at the sight of her spread open before you. You stepped closer, your hands gripping her hips as you positioned yourself at her entrance. She moaned softly as the tip of your cock brushed against her, her body already trembling with anticipation.

“Hard,” she whispered, her nails digging into your shoulders. “I want you to fuck me hard.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. With a low growl, you thrust into her, burying yourself to the hilt in one swift motion. Jisoo’s head fell back, a loud moan escaping her lips as you filled her completely. Her body arched against the railing, her hands gripping it tightly as you began to move.

The sound of skin against skin filled the air as you pounded into her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her nails scratching down your back as she begged for more.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried, her voice echoing into the night. “Fuck me harder!”

You obliged, your pace quickening as you drove into her with a savage intensity. The balcony rail creaked under the force of your movements, but neither of you cared. The risk of being seen only fueled your desire, the thought of someone stumbling upon this scandalous scene making it all the more exhilarating.

Jisoo’s body trembled, her legs wrapping around your waist as she pulled you deeper into her. Her pussy clenched around you, her walls tightening as she neared her climax. Her nails dug into your flesh, her voice a mixture of moans and curses as she urged you on.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her breaths coming in short, ragged bursts. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop!”

You gritted your teeth, your own pleasure building as you felt her tighten around you. With a final, hard thrust, you sent her over the edge, her body convulsing as she came undone. Her scream of pleasure was muffled by her hand, but it was loud enough to carry into the night.

As her orgasm washed over her, you couldn’t hold back any longer. With a groan, you released yourself deep inside her, your seed spilling into her waiting womb. Your bodies shuddered together, the intensity of the moment leaving you both breathless.

But even as the aftershocks of pleasure subsided, Jisoo wasn’t done. Her eyes met yours, dark and lust-filled, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

“Again,” she whispered, her voice filled with a wild, desperate need. “I want more. Fuck me again.”

The night was far from over. And as you gazed at her, her body still trembling with the echoes of her pleasure, you knew that you would give her exactly what she wanted.

“More. I need more.”

“Fuck me."

Jisoo’s breath was still ragged, her chest rising and falling as she clung to you, her nails leaving faint crescents on your skin. Her eyes, dark and filled with an unrelenting hunger, locked onto yours. “I want to bare your child,” she whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. “I want us to be bound together, forever.”

The words hit you like a thunderclap, sending a shiver down your spine. Her desire wasn’t just about passion anymore—it was about something deeper, something primal. You could feel the weight of her words, the gravity of what she was asking, and it only stoked the fire burning inside you. Without a word, she grabbed your hand and dragged you back inside, her steps hurried, her body swaying with purpose.

Her bedroom awaited, dimly lit and filled with the faint scent of her perfume. But what caught your attention immediately was the array of toys scattered across her dresser. Dildos of various sizes, vibrators, and other devices you didn’t even recognize. And then, your eyes landed on it—an anal plug, sleek and glinting under the soft light.

Jisoo noticed where your gaze had fallen and let out a low, throaty laugh. “Go ahead,” she teased, her voice dripping with anticipation. “Use it on me. I want to feel everything.”

You didn’t hesitate. Your hands moved with a mind of their own as you picked up the plug, feeling its smooth surface. Jisoo turned her back to you, bending over slightly, her ass swaying as if inviting you. You trailed your fingers along her skin, feeling her shiver under your touch. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, you pressed the plug against her entrance.

Her breath hitched, and she let out a soft whimper as you pushed it in, inch by inch, until it was fully seated inside her. “Ah!” she moaned, her voice breaking as she clutched the edge of the bed. “Yes, just like that… oh God…”

You could feel her trembling beneath your hands, her body reacting to the intrusion with a mix of pleasure and pain. But before she could catch her breath, you turned her around and pushed her onto the bed. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted as she stared up at you, her chest heaving.

You leaned down, your hands finding her throat, and squeezed just enough to make her gasp. Her pupils dilated, and she moaned, her hips lifting off the bed as if begging for more. You didn’t make her wait. Positioning yourself between her legs, you thrust into her with one hard, deep stroke, your cock burying itself inside her to the hilt.

Jisoo screamed, her back arching off the bed as you began to move, each thrust sending shockwaves through her body. “Yes, yes, yes!” she chanted, her voice rising with each movement. Her hands clawed at your arms, her nails digging into your skin as you fucked her with a relentless rhythm.

The room grew steamy, the air thick with the sounds of your bodies slapping together, her moans, and your grunts. Sweat dripped from your forehead, mingling with hers as you leaned down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss. She kissed you back with equal ferocity, her tongue tangling with yours as she whimpered into your mouth.

“Harder,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Fuck me harder. I need to feel you… I need you to claim me.”

You obliged, your thrusts growing more forceful, each one driving you deeper into her. Her walls clenched around you, her body tightening as she neared the edge. “Oh God, I’m going to come!” she cried out, her voice raw with desperation.

Your hand moved to her clit, rubbing it in quick, frantic circles as you continued to pound into her. Her screams filled the room as she came, her body convulsing around you. But you weren’t done. You kept going, your cock driving into her over and over, your own release building with each thrust.

“Fill me,” she pleaded, her voice hoarse. “Please, I need you to fill me. I want to feel you inside me… I want to bear your child.”

Her words pushed you over the edge. With a guttural groan, you came, your seed spilling deep inside her. Jisoo moaned, her body trembling as she felt you pulse within her, her own climax washing over her again. Her legs wrapped around you, pulling you closer as if trying to keep you inside her forever.

When your thrusts finally slowed, she lay beneath you, her chest heaving, her skin glistening with sweat. But even as she caught her breath, her eyes burned with a need that hadn’t been satisfied. “Again,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I want more.”

You groaned, your body still tingling from the intensity of your release. But the look in her eyes, the way her hands clung to you, told you that she wasn’t done. And neither were you.

Pulling out of her slowly, you flipped her onto her stomach, positioning her on all fours. Her ass was still adorned with the plug, and you couldn’t resist giving it a small tug, eliciting a gasp from her. “You’re insatiable,” you growled, your voice thick with desire.

She looked back at you over her shoulder, a wicked grin on her face. “Only for you,” she purred, her hips swaying enticingly. “Now, fuck me like you mean it.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. Gripping her hips, you slid back into her, the sensation of her tight, wet walls around you making you groan. Her moans filled the room as you began to move, your thrusts hard and unrelenting. Jisoo met each one, her body moving with yours as she urged you on.

“Yes, yes, just like that!” she cried, her voice breaking as her pleasure built again. “Don’t stop, don’t ever stop!”

You could tell she was close, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as her body tightened around you. With a final, hard thrust, you sent her over the edge, her screams echoing in the room as she came. You followed shortly after, your release spilling into her once again.

As you both collapsed onto the bed, your bodies entwined, Jisoo turned to you, her eyes filled with a dangerous mix of love and obsession. “You’re mine,” she whispered, her voice fierce. “And I’m never letting you go.”

Her hand moved to your cheek, her touch tender yet possessive. You could see it in her eyes—the desire, the need, the unrelenting hunger. And you knew, deep down, that she wasn’t just talking about tonight.

She wanted more. And you were powerless to resist.

The night lingered, heavy with the scent of sweat and passion, the weight of Jisoo’s declaration still hanging in the air. “You’re mine.” Her words echoed in your mind as you lay beside her, your body still humming with the aftershocks of what had just transpired. Her breathing gradually steadied, but her grip on you didn’t loosen. If anything, it tightened, as if she was afraid you might slip away.

You turned to face her, your eyes meeting hers in the dim light of the room. Her expression was soft now, the dangerous edge of obsession momentarily giving way to something far more tender. She reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of your jaw, her touch so light it sent shivers down your spine.

“I needed this,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I needed you.” Her lips parted, and for a moment, you thought she might say more. But instead, she leaned in, her mouth brushing against yours in a kiss that was surprisingly gentle. It was slow, deliberate, as if she was savoring every second of it. When she finally pulled away, her eyes were glistening with unshed tears.

“I’ve been so lost,” she admitted, her voice breaking. “Ever since he died, I’ve felt like… like I’ve been floating. But with you, I feel grounded. I feel alive.”

Her words hit you like a punch to the gut. You’d always known she was struggling, but hearing her say it out loud made it so much more real. You reached up, your hand cupping her cheek as you wiped away a stray tear with your thumb.

“You’re not alone,” you murmured, your voice thick with emotion. “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”

She smiled at that, a small, fragile thing, but it was enough to make your heart ache. She leaned into your touch, her eyes closing as she let out a shaky breath. For a moment, you just stayed like that, the silence between you comfortable, intimate.

But then her eyes fluttered open, and there was a spark in them—a spark that you’d come to recognize all too well. It was the same look she’d given you before every other time she’d made a demand of you, and it sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through your veins.

“I want more,” she said, her voice low and husky. “I want all of you. Every part of you. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

You didn’t need to ask what she meant. You could see it in her eyes, feel it in the way her body pressed against yours. She wanted you, and she wasn’t going to stop until she had you completely.

The days that followed were a blur of passion and intimacy. Jisoo’s need for you only grew, her hunger insatiable. It was as if she’d been holding back for so long, and now that she’d finally let go, there was no stopping her. She sought you out at every opportunity, her hands and lips always eager to claim you. And you, for your part, were more than happy to oblige.

But it wasn’t just about the physical aspect. There was a deeper connection between you now, one that went beyond the bounds of what you’d ever imagined possible. You could see it in the way she looked at you, the way she touched you. It was love, pure and unrelenting, and it scared you as much as it thrilled you.

Weeks turned into months, and before you knew it, Jisoo was standing in front of you, her hands resting on her belly. She was glowing, her skin radiant, her smile wider than you’d ever seen it. And yet, there was a nervousness in her eyes, a vulnerability that made your heart ache.

“I’m pregnant,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

The words hit you like a ton of bricks. You’d known it was a possibility—hell, you’d both been practically trying for it—but hearing her say it out loud made it real in a way you hadn’t been prepared for. You stared at her, your mind racing, your heart pounding in your chest.

She stepped closer, her hands reaching out to take yours. “This is what I’ve always wanted,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “A family. With you.”

You couldn’t speak. You couldn’t think. All you could do was pull her into your arms, your hands splayed across her belly as you held her close. She melted into you, her body trembling as she buried her face in your chest.

“I love you,” she whispered, her voice muffled against your skin. “I love you so much.”

The words were like a balm to your soul, soothing the doubts and fears that had been gnawing at you. You tightened your arms around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I love you too,” you murmured, your voice thick with emotion.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours. “This is real, isn’t it?” she asked, her voice trembling. “What we have… it’s real.”

You nodded, your eyes never leaving hers. “It’s real,” you promised. “And it’s not going anywhere.”

She smiled at that, a radiant, beautiful smile that made your heart skip a beat. Then, without warning, she leaned in, her lips capturing yours in a kiss that was filled with all the love and passion you’d come to expect from her. It was slow, sweet, and so incredibly tender that it made your chest ache.

When she finally pulled away, her eyes were shining with unshed tears. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice so soft you almost didn’t hear it. “For giving me this. For giving me everything.”

You didn’t know what to say to that. There were no words that could possibly convey the depth of your feelings for her. So instead, you kissed her again, pouring everything you couldn’t say into that one, perfect moment.

Later that night, as you lay in bed with her, her head resting on your chest, she looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of love and mischief. “There’s one more thing I want,” she said, her voice low and husky.

You raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “Oh? And what’s that?”

She sat up slightly, her hands moving to the hem of her shirt. Slowly, she pulled it up, revealing her swollen belly and the full, heavy breasts that had only gotten more pronounced with her pregnancy. She looked at you, her eyes dark with desire.

“I want you to drink from me,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I want to feel you take everything I have to give.”

Your breath caught in your throat, your heart pounding in your chest. You’d never seen her like this, so vulnerable, so raw. And yet, there was a power in her, a strength that took your breath away.

You didn’t hesitate. You leaned in, your lips closing around one of her nipples, and you began to suckle, the warm, sweet milk filling your mouth. She moaned, her hands tangling in your hair as she held you close, her body trembling with pleasure.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Take it. Take all of it.”

You did, your lips and tongue working in rhythm as you drank from her, savoring every drop. She moaned again, her back arching as she pressed herself closer to you. Her hands tightened in your hair, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice trembling. “Please, don’t stop.”

You had no intention of stopping. You were lost in her, in the taste of her, in the feel of her body against yours. And as you continued to drink from her, you knew, with absolute certainty, that this was where you were meant to be. With her. Forever.

The next morning, the sunlight streamed through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over the room. Jisoo stood at the counter, her hips swaying slightly as she busied herself with preparing breakfast. The air was thick with the scent of coffee and freshly baked bread, but there was something else lingering beneath the surface—a tension that had been building between the two of you since last night.

You leaned against the doorway, watching her. She was in one of her silk robes, the fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin. Her long hair was tied up in a loose bun, a few strands falling against her neck. The sight of her was intoxicating, and you could feel the heat beginning to pool in your groin.

"Good morning," she said, her voice soft but with a hint of something else—something that made your pulse quicken.

"Morning," you replied, stepping into the kitchen. You moved closer to her, your eyes never leaving hers. She turned to face you, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. You could see the desire in her eyes, the same desire that had been simmering between you for weeks now.

Without a word, you reached out and pulled her to you, your lips crashing against hers in a kiss that was full of raw need and unspoken longing. She moaned into your mouth, her hands gripping the front of your shirt as she pressed herself closer to you. The kiss deepened, and you could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her heart was pounding against your chest.

"Jisoo," you breathed against her lips, your voice husky with desire. "I need you."

She pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours. For a moment, she seemed to hesitate, her gaze flickering to the windows, to the world outside. But then she looked back at you, and there was a fire in her eyes—a fire that had been ignited and refused to be extinguished.

"Take me," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Right here. Right now."

You didn’t need to be told twice. You kissed her again, your hands moving down her body, gripping her hips and lifting her onto the counter. The dishes clattered to the side as you pushed them out of the way, your focus solely on her. Her legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as you kissed her neck, your teeth grazing the soft skin there.

"Yours," she moaned, her fingers tangling in your hair as you nipped at her skin, leaving a mark that would be hers to remember this moment by. "I’m yours."

Your hands moved to the front of her robe, tugging it open to reveal her bare breasts. They were fuller now, swollen with milk, and the sight of them made your cock ache with need. You leaned down, taking one of her nipples into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the hardened peak. She gasped, her back arching as she pressed herself closer to you.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Drink from me. Please."

You did, sucking gently at first, then harder as the warm, sweet liquid filled your mouth. She moaned, her hands gripping your shoulders as she pressed herself closer to you. The taste of her was intoxicating, and you could feel the heat building in your groin, the desire threatening to consume you both.

"More," she begged, her voice trembling. "I need more."

You complied, switching to her other breast, your lips and tongue working in rhythm as you drank from her. She moaned again, her back arching as she pressed herself closer to you. Her hands tightened in your hair, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

"Don’t stop," she begged, her voice trembling. "Please, don’t stop."

Y/n chuckled, trying to play it cool despite the heat rising in his cheeks. “How could I say no to you, Lisa? Especially after that picture you sent.” He glanced down at her, his eyes lingering on the way the sunlight made her skin gleam.

Lisa smirked, her lips curving into that familiar, irresistible smile. “Oh, so that’s what convinced you? Not my charming personality?” She leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear. “Or maybe… you just couldn’t resist the idea of having me all to yourself out here?”

Before he could respond, she pressed her lips to his in a kiss that was equal parts passion and promise. His hands instinctively found their way to her waist, pulling her closer as the boat rocked gently beneath them. When she finally pulled away, her eyes sparkled with a mix of affection and mischief. “Thank you for saying yes,” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with something deeper. Something hungry.

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You don’t have to thank me. I’d do anything for you, Lisa.”

Her expression softened for a moment before her playful demeanor returned. “Good. Because I have big plans for today.” She stepped back and gestured toward the horizon, where a secluded beach came into view. The sand was pristine, the water crystal clear, and the only sound was the gentle lapping of waves against the shore. It was paradise—and Lisa looked like she belonged there.

As they anchored the boat and waded to shore, Lisa wasted no time. She kicked off her sandals and ran toward the water, her laughter echoing in the air. Y/n followed more slowly, carrying a bag with towels and sunscreen, but his eyes never left her. She turned to face him, her hands on her hips, and called out, “Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to join me?”

He set the bag down and shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. “Give me a minute. Someone has to make sure you don’t burn to a crisp.”

Lisa rolled her eyes but walked back to him, her movements slow and deliberate. She lay down on the towel he spread out, stretching her arms above her head in a way that made his mouth go dry. “Fine. But don’t take too long,” she teased, her voice low and sultry.

Y/n knelt beside her, squeezing some sunscreen into his hands. He started at her shoulders, his fingers working in slow circles, and he couldn’t help but notice how soft her skin felt under his touch. Lisa sighed contentedly, her eyes closing as he moved down her arms, then up her neck. When he reached her lower back, she giggled, squirming slightly. “Ticklish?” he asked, grinning.

“Maybe a little,” she admitted, looking over her shoulder at him with a glint in her eye. “But don’t stop. You’re doing a great job.”

He chuckled and continued, his hands moving lower to her legs. By the time he finished, Lisa was practically purring under his touch. She sat up and stretched, her body arching in a way that made his pulse quicken. “Thanks, baby,” she said, leaning in to kiss his cheek. Then, without warning, she jumped to her feet and dashed toward the water.

“Lisa!” he called after her, but she was already knee-deep in the surf, turning to face him with a playful smirk. “Come on, Y/n! Don’t tell me you’re scared of a little water!”

He hesitated for only a moment before kicking off his shoes and following her. The water was cool against his skin, a welcome contrast to the heat of the sun. Lisa watched him approach, her gaze steady and filled with an intensity that made his stomach flip. When he was close enough, she reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him deeper into the water until it lapped at their waists.

“See? Isn’t this better than sitting on the beach?” she asked, her voice soft but teasing.

“Depends,” he replied, his tone light but his eyes locked on hers. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

She stepped closer, her body pressing against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I was thinking…” She paused, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “…that maybe we could make some waves of our own.”

His breath hitched, and he tightened his hold on her waist. “Lisa…”

“Don’t tell me you’re shy now,” she murmured, her hands trailing down his chest. “We’re all alone out here. No cameras, no fans, no distractions. Just you… and me.” Her fingers hooked into the waistband of his swim trunks, tugging lightly. “So, what do you say? Want to see where this goes?”

His heart pounded in his chest, and he could feel the heat building between them. “Always,” he breathed, his voice rough with desire.

Lisa’s smile widened, and she leaned in to capture his lips in a kiss that left no room for hesitation. Her hands slid lower, exploring every inch of him, while the water swirled around them, heightening every sensation. As the waves crashed nearby, drowning out the world beyond their shared passion, Y/n knew one thing for certain: he would follow Lisa anywhere.

The kiss deepened, Lisa’s lips pressing hungrily against Y/n’s as the water lapped at their bodies. Her fingers traced the curve of his jaw, her touch electric, before she pulled back slightly, her eyes glinting with mischief. “You’re not getting out of this that easily,” she teased, her voice low and sultry.

Before Y/n could respond, Lisa reached behind her back, her fingers nimbly untying the strings of her bikini top. She let it fall into the water beside them, revealing her perfect, sun-kissed chest. The sight took his breath away, and he couldn’t help but stare, his heart pounding in his chest. “Your turn,” she whispered, her gaze locking onto his.

Y/n hesitated for just a moment, his hands hovering near the waistband of his swim trunks. But the way Lisa looked at him—like she wanted to devour him whole—left no room for doubt. With a quick motion, he slid the fabric down his legs and kicked it aside, leaving nothing between them but the cool, salty water.

Lisa’s lips curled into a wicked smile as she took in the sight of him, her eyes roaming over his body with unmistakable hunger. “Mmm, much better,” she purred, closing the distance between them once more. Her hands found his chest, her nails grazing lightly over his skin, sending shivers down his spine. “But I think we still have some… unfinished business.”

Her words were soft, almost drowned out by the sound of the waves crashing around them, but they sparked something primal within him. He gripped her hips, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush against each other. The water swirled around them, its coolness a stark contrast to the heat radiating between them.

“What did you have in mind?” Y/n asked, his voice rough with desire.

Lisa’s answer came in the form of another searing kiss, her tongue sliding against his as she pressed herself against him. Her hands roamed lower, caressing his abdomen before wrapping around his length, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him. She stroked him slowly, teasingly, her eyes never leaving his. “I want you to fuck me right here, right now,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

The raw vulnerability in her tone caught him off guard, but it only fueled his desire further. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks as he searched her eyes. “Are you sure?” he asked, though he already knew the answer.

“Yes,” she breathed, her grip tightening around him. “I need you, Y/n. I can’t wait any longer.”

That was all the confirmation he needed. In one swift motion, he lifted her, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist as he carried her toward the shallows. The water came up to just below his hips, providing enough support while still keeping them mostly submerged. Lisa’s arms wound around his neck, her lips finding his again in a desperate, hungry kiss.

Her movements were frantic, her hips grinding against his as she sought friction. Y/n groaned into her mouth, his hands gripping her thighs as he positioned himself at her entrance. He paused for a moment, savoring the way her breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation.

“Y/n…” she whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Please.”

That single word undid him. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed into her, the sensation overwhelming as her warmth enveloped him. Lisa gasped, her head falling back as her nails raked down his back. The water around them seemed to pulse in rhythm with their movements, the waves crashing louder as if echoing their passion.

He started slow, wanting to savor every second of this moment. But Lisa had other ideas. Her hips rocked against his, urging him to move faster, harder. “Don’t hold back,” she panted, her voice strained with desperation. “I want to feel all of you.”

Her words ignited something deep within him, and he obeyed without hesitation. His thrusts became rougher, more urgent, each one driving her closer to the edge. Lisa clung to him, her cries mingling with the sound of the ocean as she met his movements with equal fervor. Every touch, every movement, was amplified by the way the water caressed their skin, heightening their pleasure to unimaginable levels.

“Fuck, Lisa…” Y/n growled, his grip on her tightening as he felt his own release building. “You feel… so good.”

She moaned in response, her nails digging deeper into his skin as her body tightened around him. “I’m close,” she gasped, her voice barely audible over the roar of the waves. “Don’t stop…”

He didn’t. Instead, he drove into her with renewed intensity, each thrust pushing her closer to the precipice. When she finally broke, her entire body shuddering with ecstasy, he followed her over the edge, his own release washing over him like a tidal wave.

For a moment, all that existed was the two of them, suspended in the ocean’s embrace as the aftershocks of their passion rippled through them. Lisa’s breathing was ragged, her forehead resting against his shoulder as she tried to steady herself. Y/n held her tightly, his own heart racing as he pressed a gentle kiss to her temple.

“That was…” Lisa began, her voice trembling slightly as she struggled to find the words.

“Amazing,” Y/n finished for her, his lips curling into a satisfied smile. “You’re amazing.”

She lifted her head to look at him, her eyes still clouded with desire but softened by affection. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she teased, her fingers brushing against his jaw. “But don’t think this means I’m done with you yet.”

A chuckle escaped him as he kissed her again, this time slower, more tender. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

The speedboat bobbed gently on the waves as Y/n and Lisa made their way back to shore, their bodies still humming with the aftermath of their passionate encounter in the water. The sun had dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the horizon, but neither of them paid much attention to the beauty around them. Their focus was entirely on each other.

Lisa’s fingers traced idle patterns on Y/n’s chest as she leaned against him, her breath warm against his skin. “You know,” she murmured, her voice dripping with playful mischief, “we’re not done yet.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Oh? What else do you have in mind, Miss Manoban?”

She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she lifted her head to meet his gaze, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of hunger and adoration. Her hand slid down his torso, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake, before it came to rest just above the waistband of his shorts. Her touch was deliberate, teasing, and utterly intoxicating.

“I think,” she began, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, “you know exactly what I have in mind.”

Before he could respond, she shifted her weight, pushing him lightly so that his back pressed against the padded seat of the boat. Her lips crashed into his with a fierceness that stole his breath, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss. This wasn’t just a kiss—it was a declaration, a demand.

When they finally pulled apart, both panting slightly, Lisa’s smirk widened. “Let’s go somewhere more… private,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Y/n nodded, his heart racing as he guided the boat toward the wooden paddock they had passed earlier. The structure jutted out over the water, offering a secluded spot away from prying eyes. As soon as the boat was secured, Lisa hopped onto the dock, her movements fluid and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey.

She turned to face him, holding out her hand. “Come on,” she urged, her voice laced with anticipation. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

He took her hand, letting her pull him onto the paddock. The wood beneath his feet felt cool and solid, a stark contrast to the heat radiating between them. Before he could even steady himself, Lisa pushed him backward, her actions swift and decisive. His back hit the floor with a soft thud, and she was on him in an instant, her body straddling his hips as she leaned down to claim his mouth once more.

Her kisses were relentless, each one deeper and more urgent than the last. She ground against him, the thin fabric of her bikini doing little to hide the heat of her core pressing against his growing arousal. Y/n groaned, his hands gripping her thighs as she rocked against him, reveling in the friction.

“Still not sore?” he teased, his voice rough with desire.

Lisa pulled back just enough to look him in the eye, her grin wicked. “Not even close,” she purred. “And don’t think for a second I’ll let you off easy this time.”

Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and he knew she meant every single one of them. She reached behind her to untie her bikini top, letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts. The sight alone was enough to make his head spin, but then she moved lower, her fingers working quickly to remove the rest of her swimsuit.

Y/n watched, transfixed, as she stood briefly to rid herself of the final piece of fabric. Her body was a masterpiece, toned and flawless, every inch of her radiating confidence and sensuality. When she knelt back down, she didn’t waste any time reaching for his shorts, yanking them off with a practiced ease that left him exposed to the cool ocean air.

She ran her hands along his length, her touch light but deliberate, and he couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped him. “Lisa…” he breathed, his voice trembling.

“Shh,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss him again. “Just let me take care of you.”

And then she was sinking onto him, her warmth enveloping him completely. Y/n’s hands flew to her hips, instinctively guiding her movements as she began to ride him. Her rhythm was slow at first, almost tantalizingly so, as if she wanted to draw out every ounce of pleasure. But it didn’t take long for her pace to quicken, her need becoming too overwhelming to ignore.

Her nails dug into his chest as she moved, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. “Fuck, Y/n,” she moaned, her voice ragged. “You feel so good.”

His grip on her tightened, his own control slipping with every roll of her hips. He thrust upward to meet her, matching her intensity as their bodies moved in perfect sync. The wooden floor creaked beneath them, but neither of them cared. All that mattered was the connection between them, the raw, unbridled passion that burned hotter with every passing second.

Lisa’s head fell back, her dark hair cascading down her back as she lost herself in the sensation. “Harder,” she demanded, her voice barely above a whisper but dripping with urgency. “I want you to ruin me.”

Her words were like a spark igniting something primal within him. He flipped them effortlessly, pinning her beneath him as he drove into her with renewed vigor. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, deeper, and she cried out, her nails leaving faint marks on his shoulders as she clung to him.

Their bodies collided again and again, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the quiet stillness of the evening. Lisa’s moans grew louder, more unrestrained, her pleasure building with every thrust. She was close—so close—and Y/n could feel his own release looming, threatening to overwhelm him.

“Y/n…” she gasped, her voice breaking on his name. “I’m gonna—”

Her sentence was cut off by a sharp cry as her orgasm took hold, her body tightening around him in a way that sent him spiraling over the edge. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, groaning her name as he spilled inside her, his hips jerking erratically until the last wave of pleasure subsided.

For a moment, they lay there, breathing heavily, their hearts pounding in unison. Lisa’s fingers stroked idly through his hair, and when he lifted his head to look at her, she smiled softly. “That was…” she began, trailing off as if words couldn’t possibly capture what she was feeling.

“Amazing,” Y/n finished for her, his lips brushing against hers. “You’re amazing.”

She chuckled, the sound low and sultry. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she teased. “But don’t think this means I’m done with you yet.”

‘Yes, that performance was so great, i agree. But i want to see “more” performance from you- and you have to show that to me privately’

You moving behind her to lock the door, and get your crotch rubbing to her shorts that has showed the curve of her ass throughout the show.

‘I saw you on stage actin’ wild on the act that you did, bend your ass to the dancer. It should be me. That's how the hoes respond to it. I wondered if that will happens to me, bend your ass to me and getting your ass landing on my dick. And don’t worry, this night will longer than you thought- because i already blasted when i watched you perform’

You pull her closer to get more effective rubbing, leaning to the door and move up and down to her groove between buttocks.

Lisa sees the white stain on the sofa.

‘Is that your cum on the sofa?’

‘Yes’

‘You had cum so much. You’re really love my performance. Aren’t you?’

‘Definitely’

Lisa starts to move her ass in opposite rhythm. She’s down, you up, she’s up, you down. Your hands grab both of her butt to move more directions.

‘Oh- Lisa, your ass so fucking soft and big. You’re really have an ass exercise- and i can see that you do it really great. I will proud and appreciate on the result for your trainer then’

You pulled her shorts down to the ground to see her roundly ass. You touch on her pantie, turns out it’s already wet.

‘Oh you wet? You’re really horny you little slut’

‘Yes. After the show has done. I hope someone will fuck me after the show. I nearly can’t hold it at the moment- but still continue the show with my craving. And then it’s you, you just covered my mouth and rubbed my ass like a fucking pervert’

The heat conversation had turned you on. You start to asking her for stripping.

‘Can you do a little stripping for me?’

‘Never give a chance to a pervert. But since we both have the same feelings. I'll do it for you. Go to the sofa’

You trying to move to the sofa together while hugging and kissing her, both of the bodies were so hot.

You sit down on the sofa, close to the white stain spot.

‘This is where you had cum to me right?’

‘Yes’

‘I’ll recreate it and add more parts for you, extended version of my performance’

Lisa rubbing you for a few time and stand up, move her face and kisses you. Then she bends down and move her hands to your thighs, to your pant, and start to rubs more on your crotch.

‘You know what. I already have a boyfriend. But I still acting slutty to every man, because I love to see their’s pants start to stretching by looking at me with lust. But like I said, never give a chance to anyone, I’ll let their pants poked it. But for you, I’ll let you feel relief’

Lisa gives a desired eyes to you, licks her own lips, and starts to dancing with the same choreography on stage. You feel like you’re watching a 4D Lisa’s performance right now, sensing on where she touch, smelling Lisa’s perfume, same movement as the performance that you watched on the TV when you masturbated on the sofa.

Lisa grinding on you for a couple minutes. Your pants feeling so tight right now. She sees it and starts to asking you.

‘Can i take off your pants?’

‘Whatever you want to do’

Lisa has pulls everything down, only showing your hard dick. Then, she starts to spitting on your dick, rubs it for a few time and ready to sit on it.

‘Wait? No Blowjob?’

‘Yeah. It waste my time. My boyfriend waiting for me outside right now’

‘Oh! It’s look like our night will end shortly’

‘Psssst. Did I say that I will show you my extended performance? I’ll never end it until your dick extends my fucking pussy’

Then, Lisa sits on your dick and puts it in for only one attempt. She had swalla your dick disappear inside her tight pussy.

‘Ahh- Oh god. It's so good. FUck- puts it deeper daddy. I want to feel your dick hitting the wall. Then, I will make you pray for Jesus when i ride, make you born again. EXTEND MY PUSSY NOW’

You don’t waste your time anymore. You starts to drilling her pussy by your cock, fast and deep. Its make Lisa groans everytime when you drill and hit her wall.

‘Oh fuck, daddy. You fuck me so good. I’m feeling choking on your dick right now- You rub my clit so fucking good. You might fuck me better than my boyfriend, that motherfucker never do it raw like you. To being honest, he still waiting for me to fuck him tonight, to celebrate the moment. But i might find a better one’

While Lisa was riding. Her phone was ringing, her boyfriend has called her, for disappearing for too long.

‘Ah- My boyfriend calling me. I have to answer him’

You pull her to try not to answer the call.

‘What?’

‘I have an idea, bring that phone to me’

‘Alright’

Her phone is still ringing, you have an idea to do something with her. You place Lisa’s phone above her clit, using her shaking phone as a vibrator. You put your 2 fingers to fingering her and push her phone to get more shaking waves, and switching to your dick and fuck her.

‘Awwww- That’s such a brilliant idea. Never have a man who has more creative than you, especially my fuckass boyfriend. He will never think about this, just fuck the corners me and sleep, used me and treated me as a useless whore. But look at you, you treat this sex so good’

The phone had rang for a minute and stop, that’s make Lisa’s enjoying time have to stop.

‘Aw fuck, Why it stopppp?’

‘It won't stop until he will get an answer from you. If you want to still enjoy my fingers and dick, don’t answer him’

‘Ohhhhhhh You are so clever. He will think that I’m sulking on him, turns out I’ve been fuck with a guy right now. He always not answer my calls, now he might think that he has get his karma’

Time has passed, you see the notifications on her phone, 8 missed calls with 14 messages from her boyfriend who’s still looking for her girl before it stops, that’s made her did 4 orgasms, 2 squirts and 1 cumshot inside her. Lisa nearly can’t stand by her own legs.

‘My boyfriend is getting silent right now. Should I call him now?’

‘You should’

Lisa grabs her phone and quickly facetime her boyfriend.

‘Oh Darling.. I’m so happy to see you again. You disappearing for so long, it makes me worry. Where are you right now?

‘Babe. I’m at the backstage, changing the clothes’

Then, Lisa posing her naked body to him.

‘Darling! It’s not a time to tease me. Where are you right now!'

‘At the west side’

‘OK. I’ll send my people to pick you up’

‘Alright. I’ll hang up-’

‘No, darling. I want to make sure that you’re safe and got picked securely’

Her boyfriend won’t hang up the call. You have to hide from the camera at the corner of the room, to avoid getting caught. Now, Lisa try to pretends to wearing the clothes, but she tries to tease her ass and wriggles it to you. It makes you jerk off to her ass that far away from you just only the corner. You want to run to her and fuck her, to show how slut she is, that her boyfriend never knew, but you have to hold it.

While she wriggles it, Lisa saw her boyfriend pursing his lips, his camera starts to shake a little bit, the sigh just pass through the phone. Lisa suspected that her boyfriend might be doing something right now.

‘Hey! What you doin' ’

‘I- I'm just scared to lose you, darling. M-My hands were shaken when i trying to find you and i feel so good when i see your face again'

‘You're not doin’ anything right?’

‘Yes, darling. A-Anyways, I got a news that my people are already close to where you at right now. So, when they knock, you answer them that you’re here’

‘OK Babe’

‘I miss you’

‘M- Me too’

After answered her boyfriend. Lisa starts to moving far away from the camera to suck your dick.

‘Hey Darling! Where you go?’

Lisa didn’t listen to him, just went straight to you and kneels down on her knees.

‘I should warn you about this, but my blowjob skill can make a tough guy like you scream. Remember, we're still on that phone, don’t scream’

‘I don’t trust you’

‘You’ll know. Let’s continue the performance, fuck whoever that will interrupt us’

Lisa gets your dick into her mouth and starts to sucks it with fast pace, not even start at slow pace. Lisa didn’t give you a time to prepare. Because of that, you have to cover your mouth and try not to scream. Lisa sees your reaction and laughs a little.

‘Haha. That’s what I said. Hold on tight, daddy’

You have to pin down the floor because of how strong her blowjob skill is. She continue sucking it but not hiding the bubbling noise. But she doesn't care right now, suck it until you cum on her.

‘Are you about to cum? Nod your face to answer’

You nod your face, sending a signal that you’re closer. Lisa uses her hands to help you cum faster. After that, you had cum, it was full on her face. She licks it to taste it and thumbs up to you.

She went back to the facetime call with her boyfriend again.

‘Darling. What was that noise?’

‘What noise?’

‘Uhh- The blub-blub, gluk-gluk noise. I heard it minutes ago’

‘I didn't hear it, it must be the wind. You worry about me too much, look at me, I’m fine’

‘OK. But what's on your face?’

‘It just sweat-’

Lisa got interrupted by a knock at the door.

‘Lisa knock knock knock Lisa. Are you in there?’

‘Yeah, wait a second’

Lisa answered them, but before she will open the door. Lisa runs back to you to ask something.

‘Do you want the show to end?’

‘Nooo I don’t want it to end’

‘Me too. But I have an idea’

‘What?’

‘But can you watch my performance with other people?’

‘Huh? What do you mean?’

‘Trust me. The show will be so fucking great, might be the greatest show of all time’

Lisa smiled before she comes to the door and open it. She sees 3 tough guys standing at the door, while she isn't wearing her clothes yet.

‘Hey Ms. Lisa! Wearing your clothes first!’

They covering their eyes, you see their reaction and laugh at them.

‘Hey boys. Never seen a naked woman before? Thanks for picking me up. But first, come inside the room first’

The boys walk to the room with their eyes still covering. She grabs the first man’s hand and leads them into the room.

‘Alright boys, open your eyes’

When they open their eyes, they see you standing close to Lisa with naked body.

‘Hey! Who are you! Why you naked! Did you do anything to Ms. Lisa! I will tell her boyfr-’

Lisa covers one of the boys mouth and invites them to see the show.

‘Enough. Do y’all want to see the show? But you have to watch it with this guy right here’

Then, Lisa starts to do the same movement as you had got, bending her ass against the boys' crotches, moving from left to right until she heard the moans from each of them.

One of the boys can’t hold it longer. He starts to take off his pants and rush to her. You and other boys have to stop him. But Lisa said.

‘Hey! Don’t stop him. Come fuck me at the sofa. All of you’

Lisa moving to the sofa and start to rubs her pussy to build herself and got stared by the men.

‘What the hell are you waiting for? Come destroy this fucking pussy already’

You and the boys rush to her. Start touching her body, one guy puts his fingers into her mouth, another guy teases her tits, the last guy starts to caress her entire body, and you fingering her. 4 guys in the room for one girl, might be everybody’s first time. Everybody in here are already naked, it makes Lisa see the dicks clearly.

‘All buff guys in here, and it's all big as I expected. I can’t wait to get all of your dicks inside me’

Lisa puts two hands on two guys, you and one guard got a stroking from her. Another guard put his dick on her face and pushed it into her mouth. Last guy rubbed his dick against her pussy, teasing her to get wetter.

Lisa is unable to talk right now, only a mumble voice from her, but the boys don’t care, still continue enjoying her body. Suddenly, the guard who rubs her clit shove his dick in her, making her moan in the throat. Also, another boy just deepthroat her at the same time.

‘Gluk gluk. i- so fawki-ing goo- AHH IT HORT, BUT SO GOOD. YOUR DICK IS STRETCHING ME’

Her body was shaking because of the movement from her lower body, it also caused her trembling voice. All guys doing their own thing. The meat slapping sound was so loud that people might have heard it from outside. 

Then, the first guy had cum inside her, same as the guy who got sucked. 

‘ahem ahem- I didn’t tell you to cum inside me! Whatever, for the full experience. Y’all can cum inside. COME DESTROY MY MIND AND ALL OF MY HOLES’

The boys didn’t hesitate. Another guard moved himself from her hand to her entrance. You also move yourself to her mouth. Lisa’s eyes looking down and up, meeting yours and smile.

‘Ready to destroy my throat next? Daddy?’

‘Always ready Lisa. I’m glad that i have this moment’

‘Me too. WAIT- I FORGO-’

You didn’t let her finish the sentence. You pushed your dick at full-length into her mouth. You can feel that it has hitting her throat. You grope her face to get a shape and start drilling her mouth. The second guard also cramped inside her.

The second guard had already loaded inside her. Lisa starts to touch her thigh and knows that the first two guys had loaded a lot. You’re about to blasted.

‘Lisa. I’m about to cum’

‘Do it’

You deepthroated her for the last time before you came inside her throat, the second time for her. Lisa starts to cough and some of the seed just splash out,

‘Gulp. Damn. This taste so good. You're choking me’

Lisa has got a gangbang from 4 guys in a room for 30 minutes. 2 guards were slept on the floor, leaving a guard and you continuingly fuck her until Lisa can’t handle it anymore. And then leaving her a rest.

10 minutes later. Lisa finally charged herself from the intense sex. Lisa grabbed her phone on the floor and tried to contact someone. You see it and decide to ask her.

‘Hey. Who are you calling?’

‘My boyfriend’

‘He might be mad right now for not calling him back’

‘Haha funny. But I have a bad news’

‘What?’

‘My phone was so hot’

‘So do you-  I’m sorry. What do you mean?’

‘It means… The calling was active for the whole time since I teased you. And, i didn't turned off the camera and microphone, and the spot that we were fuckin-’

Lisa starts to point to the spot where her phone was placed and the place where she got gangbang by 4 guys. It was a spot that the camera on her phone could definitely see.

‘I think my boyfriend might saw it. That’s why i can’t contacting him right now’

You are worrying that you might get a legal punishment from her boyfriend.

Later, Lisa got a voice message from her boyfriend.

‘Darli- I mean Lisa. I will tell the truth. I saw it for a whole time, you’ve just- had sex with another guy. I see it in the camera. This breaks my heart. Why are you doing this to me? Am I doing anything wrong? Why can't I hold your heart forever? How can this situation happen to me? I still loving you Lisa, I still lov-’

Lisa stops his recording and blocks him after that. You also listened to his message and start talking to her.

‘Damn. This shit make me nearly throw up’

‘Yeah. Everytime I sulk, he always sends this type of message to make up with me. But recently, maybe 2 weeks ago. I found his sextape that he and his bestfriends had sex with another girls, and one of the girls is my high school friend’

‘Oh shit’

‘Yeah, i guess this is might be his karma, or this is my revenge’

You talked with Lisa for a few minutes, trying to calm her down.

‘So. What you will do after this’ 

‘I might try to make up with him for few attempts, if I can't do it, I might officially announce that I'm single. But since I have found you…’

Lisa starts touching you again. Her sex appeal never loses, even her messy makeup. You still feel the same since the first time you met her.

‘Since I already found the best one. Why do I have to change the option? Why do I have to sacrifice my pussy to another man? Even though I am living a slutty life, but since I already found it, I should settle down with the person who I think is the best. Right, daddy?’

Lisa grabbed your head and kissed you, getting an intense kiss.

‘I guess the show is still going’

‘That’s what i’m trying to tell you, daddy’

In the end, Lisa and you decided to date privately. People still think that her ex-boyfriend and Lisa are still in a relationship. Little did they know. Her boyfriend never came back to her after that gangbang session. 

Lisa tilted her head, hat dipping low. “Hmm… am I?” Her hand trailed down, absentmindedly tugging at the tie of her bikini bottoms before letting it go again. She stood, brushing sand from her thighs, and offered you a hand. “Come on. The sun's almost gone. Let’s head back before the mosquitoes decide we’re dinner.”

The walk to the villa was quiet, save for waves crashing and Lisa’s humming. She walked ahead of you, hat bobbing slightly, crop top swaying. Every time she glanced back, there was that sly curve of her lips—like she knew exactly how much she was driving you crazy.

The villa’s glass doors slid shut behind you, muting the sound of the sea. Lisa tossed her hat aside and padded barefoot across the wooden floor, heading straight to the fridge. She grabbed two cold cocktails, condensation dripping as she handed you one.

She sat close—too close—legs brushing yours as she sipped, eyes locked on you over the rim of her glass. Finally, she smirked. “You really can’t hide it, you know.”

“Hide what?” you asked, feigning ignorance.

“The way you’ve been looking at me all day. Like you want to eat me alive.” She set her drink down, leaning so close you could feel her breath tickle your ear. “Do you?”

Your throat tightened. “Lisa…”

She pulled back just enough to search your face, her grin widening at your hesitation. “That’s what I thought.”

Lisa swung one leg over your lap, settling onto you with deliberate slowness. The thin fabric of her bikini bottoms pressed against you through your shorts. She rested her hands on your shoulders, eyes sparkling with playful challenge.

“You had your chance to deny it,” she whispered, brushing her lips over yours without closing the distance. “Now I want to see how badly you really want me.”

Her mouth finally captured yours, soft at first, then hungrier, teeth grazing your bottom lip. You kissed back eagerly, hands moving instinctively to her waist. She guided them higher, sliding your palms under her crop tee. Your fingers grazed warm skin, then the curve of her breasts—bare. No bra.

Lisa gasped into your mouth when you cupped her fully, nails digging lightly into your shoulders. “Mmh, that’s better,” she purred, rocking her hips slowly, grinding against you until your breath hitched.

You trailed kisses down her jaw, to her neck, then lower, tugging her shirt upward. She lifted her arms and let you peel it off, tossing it aside. Her chest rose and fell quickly, nipples already hard from the teasing breeze of the open window. You leaned down, sucking one into your mouth, tonguing the sensitive peak.

Lisa threw her head back with a soft moan, rolling her hips harder against you. “Fuck… don’t stop.”

Your hands roamed her back, then slid down to cup her ass through the bikini fabric, squeezing as she ground down. The friction made her whimper, nails raking through your hair as she held you closer to her chest.

But then, just when you thought she’d let it go further, Lisa pulled back with a wicked grin, lips swollen and glistening. “Not yet.” She climbed off your lap, standing tall and breathless, her skin flushed. “I want more than this. Come with me.”

She led you by the hand into the villa’s master bedroom, where floor-to-ceiling windows framed the ocean beyond. The sky was streaked with pinks and oranges, waves crashing gently below.

Lisa stopped at the edge of the bed, turning to face you. Her fingers hooked into the strings of her bikini bottoms, slowly tugging until the knot unraveled. The fabric slipped down her legs and pooled at her feet. She stood there completely naked now, skin glowing in the dim light.

“Your turn,” she murmured, eyes flicking to your clothes.

You stripped quickly, each layer leaving you more exposed under her watchful gaze. Lisa bit her lip when you finally stood bare before her. She stepped close, dragging her nails lightly down your chest, then pushed you onto the bed.

Climbing over you, she straddled your waist again, lowering herself with agonizing slowness until you sank into her warmth. Both of you gasped, the sudden tight heat stealing your breath. Lisa set the pace, rocking gently at first, her hands planted on your chest.

“God, you feel so good,” she moaned, tossing her hair back. She rode you deep, slow and deliberate, grinding her hips in circles that made you groan.

Your hands gripped her thighs, guiding her rhythm, but Lisa smirked, slapping one hand away. “No. I’m in control.” She leaned forward, bracing on your shoulders, hips snapping faster now.

The sound of her skin slapping against yours mixed with the creaking bed and her soft, broken moans. You couldn’t resist any longer—you grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her back, pressing deep inside her as her eyes widened.

“Fuck—yes!” she cried, legs wrapping around your hips. You thrust harder, faster, each movement making her back arch, breasts bouncing with every impact. Her nails raked across your shoulders, leaving burning trails.

You shifted, pulling her hips up slightly and plunging deeper, hitting a spot that made her scream out. “Right there, don’t stop, please!”

Her walls clenched around you, her moans rising with each thrust. She was close, trembling beneath you, gasping your name between desperate whimpers. You buried your face in her neck, driving harder, faster, until she broke with a loud cry, body shuddering violently as her climax hit.

Her release pushed you over the edge. With one final deep thrust, you spilled inside her, groaning against her skin. Both of you collapsed together, breathless and sweaty, hearts racing.

For a long moment, only the sound of waves and heavy breathing filled the room. Lisa’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin glistening under the fading sunset. She smiled lazily, brushing damp strands of hair from her face.

“See?” she whispered, tracing patterns on your chest with her fingertip. “I told you I’d make you melt.”

You chuckled weakly, kissing her temple. “You win.”

She shifted closer, curling against your side, her leg draped over yours. The ocean breeze cooled your heated skin as you held each other, the world outside fading to night.

Lisa sighed contently. “This vacation… just got a whole lot better.”

You looked down at her, brushing a thumb over her cheek. “I think it’s just the beginning.”

Her lips curled into that same teasing smile, softer now. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go.”

Leaning against the railing of a gleaming white yacht twice the size of mine, hair blowing in the breeze, oversized sunglasses perched on her nose like she didn’t know exactly how much she stood out. But she knew. Of course she knew.

She was wearing a silk dress—barely that. Pale blue, clinging to her hips, fluttering high enough in the wind to show long, bare legs and the way she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples peaked visibly beneath the fabric. Her thighs gleamed in the sun.

Then he appeared. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark-haired. Matteo. Her new boyfriend. Ultra-rich. Probably Italian. Probably had a private jet and a chef who called him sir. He walked up behind her like he owned her—and she leaned back into it like she wanted to be owned.

They talked. I couldn’t hear a word. But I saw his hand slide down her arm, brushing her hip. I saw her tilt her head, point toward us. Toward me.

She knew.

They both did.

She wanted me to see.

She bent forward slightly, pressing her chest to the railing, presenting herself. Her dress fluttered up, revealing everything. No panties. Just bare skin and the promise of something filthy. He stepped behind her, pulled her hips back.

I gripped the binoculars tighter.

He fucked her right there.

I watched as he slid his cock between her legs, slow, deep, purposeful. Her mouth opened in a moan I couldn’t hear but knew. I’d heard it before. I’d made her sound like that. But now it was his name she gasped, his cock she gripped with her soaked, greedy cunt.

Her back arched, ass bouncing with each thrust. Her hands clutched the railing, knuckles white. She didn’t hold back. She wanted to be seen. She looked straight at us, face flushed, lips parted in a perfect little O of pleasure.

Matteo slapped her ass. She moaned louder.

My jaw clenched. My cock was hard, heavy against my thigh. I should’ve looked away. I didn’t.

Her hand moved under her body, circling her clit. She spread her legs wider, letting more light hit her slick, dripping folds. She twisted her hips to give me the best view. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"Fuck me harder!" she shouted, voice carrying over the water. "Let them see me cum!"

He obeyed.

Their bodies slapped together, wet and brutal. I watched the way her breasts bounced beneath the silk, the way her thighs shook. Her orgasm hit like a wave—her body convulsed, her scream echoing.

My hand moved down my stomach. I palmed myself through my shorts. I hated her. I loved her. I wanted to be the one wrecking her again.

Matteo came inside her. I could tell by the way his hips jerked, the way her body softened around him. He didn’t pull out. He stayed there, deep, holding her, whispering something against her ear that made her smile.

Then she turned.

Climbed onto a deck chair. Spread her legs. Still glistening. Still dripping.

He dropped to his knees between them, buried his mouth in her pussy, licking her clean like she belonged to him. Her moans were louder now. Her fingers tangled in his hair.

She came again, legs shaking, face beautiful in the sun. I watched every second.

When she finally pushed him away, panting, he stood. She rose too. Walked to the railing.

She looked straight at me.

Lifted her hand. Blew a kiss.

Then she dipped her fingers between her legs, scooped up his cum, and sucked it off with a smile.

Lisa tilted her head, hat dipping low. “Hmm… am I?” Her hand trailed down, absentmindedly tugging at the tie of her bikini bottoms before letting it go again. She stood, brushing sand from her thighs, and offered you a hand. “Come on. The sun's almost gone. Let’s head back before the mosquitoes decide we’re dinner.”

The walk to the villa was quiet, save for waves crashing and Lisa’s humming. She walked ahead of you, hat bobbing slightly, crop top swaying. Every time she glanced back, there was that sly curve of her lips—like she knew exactly how much she was driving you crazy.

The villa’s glass doors slid shut behind you, muting the sound of the sea. Lisa tossed her hat aside and padded barefoot across the wooden floor, heading straight to the fridge. She grabbed two cold cocktails, condensation dripping as she handed you one.

She sat close—too close—legs brushing yours as she sipped, eyes locked on you over the rim of her glass. Finally, she smirked. “You really can’t hide it, you know.”

“Hide what?” you asked, feigning ignorance.

“The way you’ve been looking at me all day. Like you want to eat me alive.” She set her drink down, leaning so close you could feel her breath tickle your ear. “Do you?”

Your throat tightened. “Lisa…”

She pulled back just enough to search your face, her grin widening at your hesitation. “That’s what I thought.”

Lisa swung one leg over your lap, settling onto you with deliberate slowness. The thin fabric of her bikini bottoms pressed against you through your shorts. She rested her hands on your shoulders, eyes sparkling with playful challenge.

“You had your chance to deny it,” she whispered, brushing her lips over yours without closing the distance. “Now I want to see how badly you really want me.”

Her mouth finally captured yours, soft at first, then hungrier, teeth grazing your bottom lip. You kissed back eagerly, hands moving instinctively to her waist. She guided them higher, sliding your palms under her crop tee. Your fingers grazed warm skin, then the curve of her breasts—bare. No bra.

Lisa gasped into your mouth when you cupped her fully, nails digging lightly into your shoulders. “Mmh, that’s better,” she purred, rocking her hips slowly, grinding against you until your breath hitched.

You trailed kisses down her jaw, to her neck, then lower, tugging her shirt upward. She lifted her arms and let you peel it off, tossing it aside. Her chest rose and fell quickly, nipples already hard from the teasing breeze of the open window. You leaned down, sucking one into your mouth, tonguing the sensitive peak.

Lisa threw her head back with a soft moan, rolling her hips harder against you. “Fuck… don’t stop.”

Your hands roamed her back, then slid down to cup her ass through the bikini fabric, squeezing as she ground down. The friction made her whimper, nails raking through your hair as she held you closer to her chest.

But then, just when you thought she’d let it go further, Lisa pulled back with a wicked grin, lips swollen and glistening. “Not yet.” She climbed off your lap, standing tall and breathless, her skin flushed. “I want more than this. Come with me.”

She led you by the hand into the villa’s master bedroom, where floor-to-ceiling windows framed the ocean beyond. The sky was streaked with pinks and oranges, waves crashing gently below.

Lisa stopped at the edge of the bed, turning to face you. Her fingers hooked into the strings of her bikini bottoms, slowly tugging until the knot unraveled. The fabric slipped down her legs and pooled at her feet. She stood there completely naked now, skin glowing in the dim light.

“Your turn,” she murmured, eyes flicking to your clothes.

You stripped quickly, each layer leaving you more exposed under her watchful gaze. Lisa bit her lip when you finally stood bare before her. She stepped close, dragging her nails lightly down your chest, then pushed you onto the bed.

Climbing over you, she straddled your waist again, lowering herself with agonizing slowness until you sank into her warmth. Both of you gasped, the sudden tight heat stealing your breath. Lisa set the pace, rocking gently at first, her hands planted on your chest.

“God, you feel so good,” she moaned, tossing her hair back. She rode you deep, slow and deliberate, grinding her hips in circles that made you groan.

Your hands gripped her thighs, guiding her rhythm, but Lisa smirked, slapping one hand away. “No. I’m in control.” She leaned forward, bracing on your shoulders, hips snapping faster now.

The sound of her skin slapping against yours mixed with the creaking bed and her soft, broken moans. You couldn’t resist any longer—you grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her back, pressing deep inside her as her eyes widened.

“Fuck—yes!” she cried, legs wrapping around your hips. You thrust harder, faster, each movement making her back arch, breasts bouncing with every impact. Her nails raked across your shoulders, leaving burning trails.

You shifted, pulling her hips up slightly and plunging deeper, hitting a spot that made her scream out. “Right there, don’t stop, please!”

Her walls clenched around you, her moans rising with each thrust. She was close, trembling beneath you, gasping your name between desperate whimpers. You buried your face in her neck, driving harder, faster, until she broke with a loud cry, body shuddering violently as her climax hit.

Her release pushed you over the edge. With one final deep thrust, you spilled inside her, groaning against her skin. Both of you collapsed together, breathless and sweaty, hearts racing.

For a long moment, only the sound of waves and heavy breathing filled the room. Lisa’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin glistening under the fading sunset. She smiled lazily, brushing damp strands of hair from her face.

“See?” she whispered, tracing patterns on your chest with her fingertip. “I told you I’d make you melt.”

You chuckled weakly, kissing her temple. “You win.”

She shifted closer, curling against your side, her leg draped over yours. The ocean breeze cooled your heated skin as you held each other, the world outside fading to night.

Lisa sighed contently. “This vacation… just got a whole lot better.”

You looked down at her, brushing a thumb over her cheek. “I think it’s just the beginning.”

Her lips curled into that same teasing smile, softer now. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go.”

Which is not to say Jennie does not achieve orgasm, she does, many times a night as she works her way through her nightly line of fans, eager to get destroyed. But every climax only builds up the last, instead of satiating her they only cause her lust to grow to ever greater heights. Until at the end Jennie is left surrounded by exhausted bodies, while hers still shrieks with unquenched desire. So Jennie has grown cold, tainting her interactions with fans with a sickly undercurrent of disgust; none of them will ever truly satisfy her. It does no stop her from trying though, her sexual addiction remains undiminished even in the face of continuous disappointment; driving her to continue fucking even if she knows it will never be sated. But this story is not about Jennie encountering her magical, fated lover, the one who can fulfill her every need. Unless you can fuck her for a month straight then its unlikely you would fit the requirements. No, this story is about you getting fucked senseless by a sex goddess, who has really tipped past the point where she even bothers to care about your wellbeing. May God have mercy upon your cock, because Jennie certainly won't.

And Jennie absolutely isn't, slamming her petite ass back against your crotch with mechanical fervor, her pussy gripping you tightly as it drags along your shaft. Her divine cunt has already devoured countless cocks this night, at times even getting stuffed by two or more; yet you would not know if from the strength at which it clenches around your manhood. The perfect combination of lubrication, speed, texture and tightness, already has you shuddering in ecstasy, on the verge of a supreme eruption. Your groans grow ever louder as you try to hold on, but Jennie is relentless, uncaring of such petty concerns like your growing orgasm. She is too busy trying to enjoy herself. With a tormented groan your balls empty themselves, spewing vast quantities of semen into Jennie's merciless cunt. Who continues fucking you, even as your cock quivers with sensation overload from being pleasured so soon after release. Jennie only pauses in her efforts when she notices your cock soften enough to plop out of her as she pulls back. A thin trickle of seed escapes from her pussy as she looks back at you, irritated that you would falter so soon. Get it back up. Now.

Of course, you knew what you were getting into when you joined the others inside of Jennie's room; you all did. Every Blink knows of their idols' voracious desires; and are often all too willing to sacrifice themselves for even an hour of pure bliss that comes from mating with the divine. So when Jennie descended upon you to defile your cock after destroying an entire room full of men, you were ready. Well at least you thought you were, until you had a sex goddess furiously glaring at you, demanding that you get hard for her again.

Stammering, you beg Jennie to use her mouth to get help revive you already battered manhood. She pauses for a moment, before nodding, and with one hand she shoves you onto your back; twisting her body so that the only thing you see is her ass plummeting towards your face. Jennie adroitly parks her creampied pussy atop your mouth, trusting that you would figure out what she wanted you to do. Lisa or Rose would revel in this, thoroughly enjoying the delicious punishment of making you lick you own seed out of their cunts. But Jennie simply doesn't care, you are going to pleasure her pussy, while she sucks you off, such depraved ideas are alien to her. So you are treated to the wonderful taste of an idol's soaking pussy, hot, wet, salty, with a tang of piss and semen. Meanwhile your dick is in rapture, as Jennie's warm tongue skillfully coaxes it back to its full length. She doesn't stop sucking you though, continuing to bob her head atop your cock, her lips sealing tight against your shaft as she suckles on it. Her gag reflex in nonexistent taking your entire length from tip to base without a sound of complaint. It is obvious Jennie is enjoying it however, as her pussy begins to drip and spasm against your mouth, as she grinds against you as if you were a pillow. Lost in heady pleasure, your climax hits you suddenly, and you moan into Jennie's pussy as your seed is sucked out of your trembling balls.

Your relief is short-lived however, as Jennie clambers off of your now filthy face, shifting back to position herself about your cock. Looking up at Jennie's callous face, you realize that not a single drop of your cum escaped her mouth. Breathless, you force out an apology, for not lasting long enough to cum inside of her pussy once more. A bemused smile crosses Jennie's lips, she truly does not care where you spill your seed, starting to slowly stroke your cock into usability once more. She is not sickeningly obsessed with semen, like that perverse matriarch Jihyo is; who is so obsessed with the primal act of reproduction she has become addicted to breeding. Nor does she yearn for all those other mushy aspects of sex; she is hardly desperate for grotesque adoration like that needy bitch-princess Yuna. No, you are all just meat to Jennie; how often, or where, you choose to waste your cum is immaterial to her, so long as it doesn't inhibit your lovemaking abilities. Her audible introspection ends however as she notices you stiff in her hand once more, and she smoothly mounts you. The barest hint of teasing indulgence shows as she reassures you that your next loads will not be "wasted" anywhere but inside of her pussy. You've already given Jennie your best, now all that's left is for her to wring out what further pleasure she can from your body. Do try to last, she does so hate to be disappointed...

An exhausted haze fills your mind as you float upon the edges of unconsciousness, your crotch a void of soreness and pain. Jennie looks down at you musing, why must you all be so weak? She sighs, groping for something out of vision before bringing a phone to her ears.

"Bring in the next hundred, this batch proved to be mostly... mediocre." Jennie idly pats you on the chest, "You were... less disappointing than most, enjoy your recovery fuck-meat." She then stalks off, already focused upon the next roomful of fans she will be fucking her way through.

You stir as you feel a familiar wet sensation engulf your manhood, awakening you from your slumber, causing your hips to rock experimentally as you explore it. The deeper you push, the better it feels, and soon your entire length is inside of the warm stimulation, so you start to thrust. You groan as pleasure suddenly shoots down your shaft, as your still half-asleep body puts in the work for you until you are full cognizant, whereupon you gather enough wits to lift the covers and reveal the source of your rousing. Lisa smiles up at you from the twilight beneath the covers, pressing your hips so that they are flat against the bed as she greets you, "Hello baby brother," before returning to her work. You shudder as your older sister switches from her idle passivity and locks her lips around your shaft, taking your cock to the hilt without gagging as her tongue roils against the underside of your member. Laying back against your pillow, you sigh as Lisa determinedly sucks you off, your hand atop her head as she glides up and down your meat until your balls begin to pulse urgently. Your big sister makes encouraging sounds as your dick starts to throb, her tiny hands cupping your sack as it rises, as she stares eagerly up at you. Moaning, you creampie Lisa's throat, your seed spewing down her gullet as she patiently swallows every last drop, forgoing breathing so as to not waste any of it until you are finished feeding her. Wearing a naughty grin, your older sister pulls off of you, and opens her mouth to prove that she had drunk it all, "Good morning dear, ready to serve my cunt some breakfast as well?"

Lisa throws off the covers and rolls over onto her back as you scramble atop her, your manhood bulging as you drink in the sight of your sister's naked body. Your sibling had grown noticeably more curvy since that first morning you had rutted like a beast with her, her breasts had swollen up, her nipples had ripened, her thighs and butt had put on some meat, and her formerly taut stomach now sported a rather prominent bump; and this was what aroused you the most. Lisa smirks slyly up at you, "Are you going to keep admiring your work, or are you going to fuck me already?" Still slathered with her spit, you angle your cock downwards and press into the damp warmth of your older sister, slowly filling her pussy until your balls kiss her asshole. Lisa moans softly as you stretch her gluttonous hole out, her legs locking around your waist with loving familiarity, pulling your head down against her smooth neck. You start with slow, deep thrusts, but before too long you are lustfully trying to fuck your sister through the bed, as her cunt makes an absolute mess in the sheets. Loud, meaty slaps reverberate around the room as you plow your big sister, even as she shrilly urges you on while you nuzzle and gnaw upon her skin. Both of you groan when you finally creampie Lisa, your sibling quivering beneath you as your seed sloshes inside of her fertile pussy, coating her cervix in your sperm. You spend some time cuddling as your manhood gradually slips out of her, whereupon she idly explores the sticky load with her fingers before giving you an arch look, "You do know you can't knock me up if I'm already pregnant, right? You keep pumping me full of cum like you think you can..." Lisa glances down between your legs, "Oh. Fine, one more time, but there's only a few hours before the event, and getting ready takes forever..." your older sister sighs affectionately, "I'm going to have to rush again, aren't I?"

Lisa sweeps into the lavish gala, fashionably late as was her wont, dressed in a scandalous white skirt and top, reeking of sex and semen; which was only to be expected of an idol. Strutting socialites mingled with preening millionaires, their bodies dowered with gilt and finery, the ladies' flesh scandalously exposed, the men's pants bulging indiscreetly. She had arrived alone, leaving her darling brother behind so she could, mingle, with the wealthy guests, it would be rude of her to ignore their slavish attentions, and she enjoyed it as much as they did. After all, it was unhealthy to eat only desert, and as sweet as her baby brother was, Lisa still required a healthy diet to slake her sexual hunger. Better yet, she was able to get more business done on her knees than she would seated around the dining table; it was honestly unsurprising how many old, smelly cocks she had to suck to secure funding for her nascent company. Several million dollars later, the dinner bell is rung, and Lisa leisurely makes her way to her seat, smoothly seating herself next to her sibling as if she hadn't just been slobbering all over other men's cocks for the past hour; though to be fair, she had eaten out more than a few hairy blown-out cunts as well. Sitting next to her younger brother clearly implied that she intended to enjoy the meal on the table, rather than be bent over it, and the still unsatisfied crowd establish themselves along the long piece of furniture. Several spots remain unclaimed, but that was simply to be expected, some people simply could not wait to fuck until after dinner had ended, and so had started early. So Lisa suffers through several hours of banal conversation, while the businessmen's glittering escorts glare at her jealously. She had no doubt that all of the "ladies" would end the night with their panties around their ankles, anything to get these pampered scions to shut up for a moment.

The boredom was starting to get to Lisa, as well as several of the female companions, who had apparently decided that sucking cock beneath the table was a better fate than unceasingly tedious conversation. Lisa herself had found herself idly groping her brother's crotch as time had passed, discreetly nurturing the mound in his pants until a wet spot appeared; maybe it was time for a quick break... Politely excusing herself from the table, the idol sweetly asks her dearest brother to escort her to the bathroom, after all, it was so easy to get lost in the maze of corridors surrounding the event hall! As Lisa leaves, clutching her sibling's arm, she notices many of the older men staring at her slightly protruding stomach, their eyes glued to her womb. She sighs softly, men were just so obsessed with breeding, the moment they discovered that her pussy was fertile they had kept dumping their loads in there; her ass barely even got any use these days! Lisa used to be spit-roasted and triple penetrated by her depraved lovers, but now it was mostly endless mating presses; the men waiting patiently in line to breed her cunt; whereas before they had fought tooth and nail to cram themselves into any available hole. It was so boring! Whatever, Lisa thinks as she pulls her brother into the private bathroom with her before locking the door, this time she was going to be insistent...

You are humping your older sister before you can even think to remove your pants, rubbing your throbbing erection against her perky ass needily. Lisa laughs as she pushes back against your crotch just as hard, grinding her butt skillfully into your meat until you are about to fill your pants. Smirking, your sibling relents long enough to hoist her skirt up onto her, as she bends over and provocatively spreads her cheeks for you, "Well, what are you waiting for?" You nearly rip your pants off in your desperation to get your cock out, but soon you are shoving your cockhead against her drooling slit. Lisa's fingers find your shaft, but instead of guiding you inside of her, they push upwards so that you are penetrating her tight asshole, "Impregnate my guts for once, you idiot," your sister grunts as you shove your entire length into her mostly unlubricated ass, clutching at the sink for support. Lisa's entire body quivers as you violently ravage her innards, painfully pounding away at her until your balls are slick with her pussy fluids. Your big sister lets out hiss when you finally dump your pent up load into her guts, painting her tight coils with sloppy ropes of cum as you groan loudly. Lisa looks back at you in alarm and rolls her eyes, "Holy fuck keep it down! Save the noise for when we get back to our room!" Grumbling, your sibling wriggles out of your grasp and plops down onto the toilet, where she starts to noisily piss.

Lisa gives you an amused look as you stand there watching her pee, and motions you over, "You had better go as well, so people won't be suspicious," Looking bored, she opens her legs, revealing the gap between her and the edge of the seat, "Try not to piss on me, I like this outfit," Your pants still around your ankles, you waddle over and do your best to comply, sighing as you void your bladder, you had not realized it was so full after getting edged for a couple hours. Lisa watches the yellow stream passing between her thighs like a hawk, before suddenly surging forward and gobbling up your flaccid cock. You moan as the last portion of your urine shoots down your older sister's throat, while she enthusiastically sucks you off even as she swallows your heavy piss. By the time you had finished peeing, you were already rock hard again, and more than happy to let Lisa suck you off while she rubbed herself beneath her skirt. She noisily climaxes into the toilet, spraying the bowl with her squirt as she relishes in the sordid taste of her ass mixed with piss on your manhood. Lisa pulls off your cock before glancing to the side, eyes narrowed in thought, before conversationally saying, "I think I shit your load out," your sister looks back up at you, "Want to put another in me?" Giggling, your sibling bends over the stinking toilet, twisting her skirt into a bunch to make sure it did not get dirtied, and places her hand on your chest, "Don't you dare piss in my ass though," she tells you sternly, "We can try that out later in our room, got it? Good, now fuck my ass," And you happily comply.

Beaming innocently, Lisa rejoins the table as if she had not just had her guts hosed down with her own brother's semen, her outfit once more immaculately in place. Once back in her chair however, the idol immediately notices the change in the room, like any apex predator, she could instinctively notice the presence of another, it took only a quick glance to find her rival. Jennie Kim, seating ever so innocently next to some ripe looking fuck-meat that likely was going to rendered unconscious within half an hour once things got down to business; how delightful. The girls don't bother greeting another, for one thing Jennie was halfway down the table, but their sly glances were more than enough to convey their thoughts; nonverbal communication was common amongst idol groups. So Lisa sighs internally, Jennie says was here to see how her dear friend's pregnancy was coming along, but she could read between the lines well enough; it was about her brother. Incest was hardly uncommon in the industry, though pregnancy surely was, those few idols that ended up with a swollen belly usually took it to term simply for the massive publicity and financial boost it gave them; fans adored paying to support what might perhaps be their child. But incest still caused the more puritanical to turn their noses, which Lisa knew for a fact Jennie was not, they had made disgustingly sloppy love enough for that to be obvious, but Jisoo perhaps...? Oh well, she would just have to protect her brother like any good sister would, only with more sex, and probably fisting.

You squirm uncomfortably in the armchair as a literal goddess tenderly strokes your shoulder, her cherubic face graced with the sweetest smile, "Hello," says Jennie, "You must be Lisa's little brother, so nice to see you again..." She leans down and gives you a tender kiss on your cheek, her manners the epitome of an angelic lady, if only if it were not for the fact that she was completely naked and smeared with semen. You had watched Jennie rapaciously fuck her way through a crowd of the great and good, and it seemed like only your relation to her her beloved friend stopped you from suffering the same fate. Speaking of your sister, you spot Lisa energetically engaged in a ménage au quatre, her every hole filled by impressively meaty cocks; help would not be coming from her any time soon. All around you, guests were busy enjoying themselves, portly businessmen rutted with their much younger companions, while stately ladies frolicked with strapping young men; but the pair of idols remained the center of attention. At least, Jennie had been until she had finished off all of her most ardent lovers with savage speed, so now those who were unoccupied hurried into Lisa's sphere of influence. Which left the idol with more than enough time to lavish you with her full attention, setting your heart fluttering from the burning heat of her desire. She reassures you with a kindly purse of her luscious lips, "Don't worry about your sister, she'll be busy with the gifts I got her for a little while longer, so until then, shall we?"

Not for the first time this night, your pants were undergoing severe strain as your manhood attempts to force its way through them, much to Jennie's evident amusement. She pets the comical bulge around your crotch, teasing it for a few aching moments before unzipping you and allowing your member to arch up towards the ceiling. Jennie raises an eyebrow, "Such stamina, I can see Lisa trained you well," You sputter out a weak response, which only causes Jennie to laugh at your embarrassment; she taps your nose to quiet you, before smoothly sliding down onto the floor and confronting your cock. Without preamble, Jennie starts sucking on your manhood, expertly moving up and down your shaft until you are shuddering and groaning with pleasure; she was even better at it than your older sister! Then she pauses, her eyes narrowing in thought, before pulling off of you and giving you a quizzical look, "You have been fucking Lisa haven't you? I can taste her cunt on your cock, also I'm fairly certain you forgot to wash yourself off after fucking her asshole." You nearly puke in mortification, not only did your sister's groupmate know you had been with Lisa, but here she was openly mocking you for it! Jennie chuckles at your reaction, "Adorable, this will be fun," with that she lithely remounts the armchair and straddles you, her prim pussy lips nearly kissing your tip, "Don't worry," she reassures you once more, "I'll be gentle," and with that Jennie Kim sits on your cock.

Your older sister's pussy was sloppy, her folds greedily slobbering all over your cock, engulfing it in stimulation and affection until it is given its creamy reward; Jennie's pussy, was tight. It gripped your cock firmly, crushing your meat against her sensitive spots, relentlessly squeezing it without showing any signs of tiring. If she had been moving at her regular pace, you had no doubt that you would be busy plastering her insides with your semen, but luckily for you she kept her promise, and moves with languid slowness. You shudder as Jennie slowly grinds her way up and down your shaft, her pussy dragging itself across every inch of flesh, nuzzling against every curve and crevasse until your mind melts from this infernal edging. Your balls ache horribly, as overeager dribbles of precum slowly inundate the idol's hole, though most of it ends up back on your sack as her voracious cunt squeezes out any excess fluids. All the while Jennie stares down at you with something close to endearment, amused by your erotic suffering and indulgently prolonging it as you moan beneath her. Eventually, even Jennie seems to tire of her lazy pace, her face showing the the hints of an aroused flush as she leans in close and growls in your ear, "Impressive, just how much have you been fucking your sister?" your only response is a groan of pained delight, which makes her chuckle, "Let's see just how well Lisa has trained you..." And with that she pauses mid-stroke, and suddenly slams herself down onto your crotch.

You spasm as Jennie mechanically pistons herself up and down your manhood, flinging herself upward until the flare of your cockhead presses against her entrance, before pounding herself down into your pelvis. Her riding was relentless, and soon your already overstimulated balls are fast rising to the occasion, your member pulsating with sordid warmth as your climax approaches. Groaning, you clutch at Jennie's petite asscheeks as your load erupts inside of her, not that she was bothering to slow down in consideration of your orgasm. She continues to tirelessly bounce atop your cock even as you tremble and shake from the waves of pleasure coursing through you, while your load is ejected from her tight cunt as fast as you can fill it. Jennie only slows down when you start to gurgle and paw at her desperately, she cocks her head in bemusement, "Not even five minutes," she sighs, "better than average, but still disappointing," something feral flashes across her expression, and her eyes narrow as if she had come to some unknown conclusion, "I wonder if Lisa would forgive me..." she muses, before an angry voice interjects, "What the fuck are doing to my brother?"

Lisa was beyond furious. She wasn't mad about her little brother fucking other women, far from it, she was more than happy to share. Lisa had even been there to help him knock up that puritanical slut of a girlfriend he has, the bitch had been so worked up she had squirted before he had even put it in! A very messy few hours later, and her soon-to-be sister was beyond fertilized, which pleased her since she needed someone to help raise all the kids they would be pumping out. No, what Lisa was pissed about was that her dear friend Jennie was about to ruin her darling brother's cock because she wasn't able to control herself; if anything she was impressed her brother was not already rendered incontinent by that nymphomaniac. But still... she would be lying to herself if she denied the undercurrents of jealousy running through, pregnancy had some surprising emotional side-effects. Oh well, she could think about this later, time to save her baby brother...

The dreadfully sexual goddess staring hungrily down at you suddenly disappears, your manhood exiting her with a wet pop, and it takes you several moments to process Jennie's abrupt departure. There is quite a bit of yelling coming from the floor in front of you, but you lack the strength to satiate your curiosity. The shouting grows somewhat subdued, but instead a truly appalling squelching noise takes its place; and you feel hot liquid spraying across your legs. Eventually, the sloppy din quiets down, and a frazzled Jennie and Lisa fill your view, arguing passionately, both of their arms slick with fluid up to the elbow. The bickering pair finally agree upon something, and soon you find yourself being hoisted between them and hauled out of the ballroom, even as clusters of guests continue to make frantic love to one another. A blurry journey through bland hotel corridors later, and you are deposited in your bed, the stained sheets from this morning replaced by fresh ones; you really should leave a hefty tip for the maids. You are lovingly tucked into bed, before the two idols settle down on the couch and continue their ceaseless chattering, their soft murmuring often growing loud enough to require shushing.

"...and just look at him! He's exhausted now!" "I didn't use him too much..." "Oh please, he's practically a corpse!" "When did you start to get so defensive about men, is it...?" "...what, jealous?" "No, well.... Jisoo is pissed about it though." "That father-fucker Somi pops out so many babies she can barely even manage a comeback a year, and she worries about me!" "Hssst!" "Oh right... but still, if Somi can get knocked up by her dad, why can't I...?" "...I'm not the one complaining..." "Whatever..." "...Shall we?" "Of course! But keep it down, I want him to get some sleep!" "...I was right, you have gotten wetter down there..." "...Mmmmph! Less talking and more eating!" "Mmphmmmphmmmmm?" "Fuck, you are so much better at this than Rose..."

The dawn finds you in a familiar predicament, your surprisingly sore morning wood impaling the sheets, while a bundle of warmth has suctioned itself to your rear. Groaning, you roll over onto your back, and are surprised to find a second someone snuggling closer against your side. You open your eyes to find Jennie and Lisa staring blearily up at you, with tired smiles crossing their faces, their perky tits squishing against your chest. In perfect harmony their hands slither down to your crotch, as your older sister kisses you good morning, and Jennie soon follows suit. They smooch their way down your chest, toying with your nipples, until they are both nuzzling against your thighs, your manhood twitching between their faces. Lisa beams, "Good morning baby brother, Jennie here has a little gift for you to make up for last night, don't you?" Jennie rolls her eyes, giving you an amused look before turning around and spreading her petite cheeks to reveal her dark brown asshole above her glistening slit. Before you know it you are standing on your knees behind her, hands grasping her tiny waist tightly as your manhood drools in anticipation of entering Jennie's cramped pussy again. But Lisa presses herself against you before you can penetrate her, and purrs into your ear, "Oh no dear, you can use any hole, understand...?" You groan as you trace your tip up her slit before pressing against Jennie's wrinkled rear-entrance, as your giggling sister helps you force your way inside.

Jennie grunts as you shove your cock into her ass, her coils squeezing agonizingly tight around your shaft, her toes curling upwards as you violate her insides. Her work accomplished, Lisa plops herself next to Jennie and assumes the position as well, showing just how much curvier her rear was compared to her fellow idol, "You had better save some for me too little brother," Lisa smirks widely back at you, "I still think you need to fuck my butt more often..." Your sister waits patiently as you plow her friend right next to her, before you eventually give in and mount your sibling's far more welcoming hole; while Jennie grumbles in discontent. You fuck your sister's asshole, before returning to Jennie, now that you were on top, you were enjoying stretching the lithe idol out. With a groan you creampie her guts, even as she quivers with pleasure from the painful anal sex; Lisa pouts with exaggerated disappointment as you gift your first load of the morning to her friend. She doesn't complain for long though, as Jennie crawls atop her and parks her butt right above hers, their holes now lined up for your sole enjoyment. Jennie allows a trickle of semen to slip out of her ass and down her pussy, before it drips down onto Lisa's asshole and drooling slit. Both idols look back at you hungrily, each of them spreading their cheeks to entice your attentions,

"Well little brother," your older sister Lalisa smiles from beneath Jennie Kim, "pick a hole already, we have all morning..."

Jennie

You realize that Jennie doesn't care at all as she ruins her face on your cock. She doesn't care about her ruined makeup. She doesn't care about her soon to be angry stylist. And she doesn't care about her performance in 10 minutes.

She's just happy to take your cock down her throat. She loves the way you groan, sometimes even whimper when she makes you feel so amazing. Like you're in heaven. Just as much as Jennie is addicted to giving head, you're addicted to receiving it.

"Jennie..."

Your involuntary groan only encourages her further. You feel her throat tightening around your cock. The tears running down her cheeks eventually mix with her saliva. Her once smooth, silk like hair is a mess.

You know it's only a matter of seconds, until she makes you bust down her throat.

Rosé

You can't wrap your head around how your girlfriend can be sexy, cute and shy at the same time. Her tight pajamas show off every single curve of her body as she kneels in front of you, leaving gentle kisses all over your cock. Everytime you let out a groan or say her name, she blushes, but doubles her efforts. It's a fun mix of both sides of her personality.

Looking down on her, you don't just see her beautiful face, but you also have a great view of her ass. You can't help but reach down and grope her cheeks, which only makes Rosé moan around your cock. She does her best to satisfy you, her lips wrapped around your dick, both her hands stroking your base. And yet you slowly turn it around. She begins to moan more and more as you continue to let your hands wander along her curves.

"Show me your tits."

Rosé quickly reaches for the zipper of her top, excited to show you what she's got. She reveals her small, firm tits to you and you gently play with them as she continues to worship your cock.

Lisa

Lisa looks like she's walking around the city in only lingerie. You flew to Paris for your vacation, where the two of you met by chance. She isn't your girlfriend or anything, but the two of you have history from the last time you went to one of Blackpink's concerts.

She lead you into a small, cozy alley and is squatting in front of you. You hold her head with both your hands as her lips glide along the length of your cock. You're only gently fucking her face while she holds onto your thighs.

As time passes, Lisa's blowjob doesn't just increase in pace, but also in volume. The valley fills with the sounds of her slurping on your cock. The occasional gag here and there makes you shudder when you feel her throat tightening around you.

She looked gorgeous when you saw her at breakfast at the hotel this morning. But now she looks breathtaking. Just wearing something close to white lingerie, squatting in front of you in an empty alley, sucking your cock...

To say Lisa was in something of a foul mood would be an understatement, and the prospects of meeting her best friend later that day was only marginally helping. The root of her problems was the other being parasitically nestled in her belly, causing her once toned stomach to protrude noticeably; her lovely baby. The fact that the child was her younger brother's played literally no part in her discomfort, she had cheerfully broken some of society's most shameful taboos without an ounce of guilt; it had only made her lovemaking with her sibling all the more arousing. Lisa's flagrant and repeated incest was not the issue, nor really was it the nature of her pregnancy; she was rather enjoying the fresh curves gracing her slender form, and the waves of sickness did not bother her very much. No, she was pissy because she was unable to get fucked by her baby brother as hard as she was used to. Now in the final month of her pregnancy, Lisa had grown increasingly worried that her darling's ferocious pounding might cause her water to break early, as well as the ever so slight concern that she would rather not hose down the assembled doctors and nurses with semen before she shoved her baby out. That would be rude. So Lisa had banned any and all penetration of her pussy by anything larger than a finger, and her prohibition was starting to drive them both insane.

Lisa was a lustful girl, pregnancy had only amplified that trait, and she was more than happy to let her ass get filled by a cock or two (or three, or four, or...), but while getting rear entrance plowed was fun, her other hole was even more needy. Her little brother had shown a similar temperament, in that he too was more than a little amorous, which meant that her pussy had been getting more than a little attention while her stomach was growing; and the whiplash from glut to dearth made the issue all the more painful. Things had worked out well for a few weeks, with Lisa relishing in her brother's renewed obsession with her ass, but it was starting to get a bit stale, and with under a month to go she wasn't sure she would be able reach the finish line, Of course she had been using all matter of vibrators and toys in an attempt to slake her arousal, as well as her brother's face, but if she was honest with herself, she had grown a touch addicted to the sensation of her baby brother balls deep inside of her.

Growing unable to resist her brother's increasingly zealous efforts to fuck her unused and sensitive slit, Lisa had sought advice from her best friend on the subject; Jihyo was the expert when it came to impregnation after all. As it so happened, Jihyo had been about to leave on a tropical vacation of sorts anyways, and so invited Lisa to tag along so she could help teach her some techniques to sooth her rampant lust. It had taken a few days to wrap things up, but with surprising swiftness Lisa and her brother were on an overnight flight to join Jihyo and her party. They had landed just after midnight, and after reaching their hotel room had crashed almost immediately, so exhausted they did not even have their goodnight sex as was the norm. Lisa was due to meet Jihyo in the late morning, so the pair were able to get some solid rest in before awakening and indulging in their usual morning exercise...

Your balls slap noisily against your sister's frothing slit with every thrust, your sack and thighs drenched with her fluids while you mercilessly plow her anus. Lisa clutches at the bed, groaning with what you intimately knew was more than just pleasure, but a decent portion of frustration as well. She wanted it. You wanted it. But Lisa was anything if not stubborn about some things, even when it involved having her beloved brother shoving his dick into her famished pussy. So you plow her well-used asshole with particular vigor, treating her butt with a growing roughness as you pound your irritation out into her warm hole, her cunt gushing loudly from every thrust. Lisa does her best to help you along, her experienced coils squeezing and relaxing in time with your movements, pampering your penis with a patience she afforded few other lovers. With a final grunt of effort, you climax, spilling your morning load into her soggy innards, making your sister moan at the warmth filling her belly. When you pull out, your balls unstick themselves from her slit with a foul squelch, your sack connected to her pussy by a thick web of grool.

Lisa collapses onto her side with a satisfied purr, her hand idly rubbing at her swollen folds, gazing longingly at your slowly softening member. Her fingers quicken, stirring more furiously, her breath hiking until she suddenly spasms and a spill of fluids pours down her ass cheek, her eyes still locked on your now revived manhood; watching Lalisa masturbating would get anyone up once more. But then she just sighs, and instead of moving onto round two she rolls unsteadily onto her knees, "Let's just... not," she grumbles, "I don't feel like doing more anal this morning, let's just go out to the ocean instead, okay?" You are unhappy about this, but understanding, you too are exhausted with only fucking your sister's anus, the hole that thousands spill their seed to every night, the hole that has caused millions of cocks to bulge and spill their contents, the hole that had milked countless dicks; and you were growing bored with it. Lisa was not an unkind older sister though, and with a sighs she deposits herself on her back at the end of the bed, her head craning backwards, "Oh don't be pouty, I'll deal with your current erection before we head out," Lisa smiles before opening her mouth tempestuously, and who were you to refuse an offer to face-fuck one of the biggest popstars in the world until you creampie her stomach?

You and Lisa wander down to the beach hand-in-hand, carrying with you the necessary supplies for any tropical outing in your bags. Pregnancy had treated your sister well. While her belly had swollen with child, her body still retained its lean curves, merely with a little extra added on to accentuate those curves. Her breasts had grown quite nicely, with her nipples bulging and darkening as her chest filled with milk, and her renowned perky ass had if anything become perkier, and were now supported by some healthy thighs. But the greatest changes had occurred where Lisa' bikini currently hid, her robust labia had shifted from a light cinnamon to a dusky brown, her folds a more vibrant pink; but the most noticeable changes were internal. Your older sibling had always been wet, but now she was downright sopping, her usual squirt and grool thickening until it was like honey, slobbering out whenever she was aroused. She had even joked about drowning you in her cunt juices, showing mock concern while hungrily riding your face as you gulped down a steady stream of her fluids; delicious.

So if it was not for the protruding belly, nobody would have even thought that Lisa was pregnant, her stride lacking in the usual awkward waddle a swollen womb produces. Hands clasped, you saunter along towards a distant pier, set up to accommodate couples just like you and Lisa who wanted to enjoy a private dip into the ocean; it even had a comfortable lounge chair. You set your things down and begin the somewhat disorganized task of sorting out all of snorkel gear, even with just two people it was surprising how easily things could get mixed up, "Jihyo said she would be getting here around 11" Lisa idly checks her phone while lounging in the seat, "So we have a bit of time before she shows up..." she glances at you, already knowing what sort of suggestion was on your mind, "and here I thought we could enjoy the ocean a little..." your sister brightens suddenly, "Do you remember the first time I took you swimming nine months ago? You were so determined to have a bad time yet you couldn't stop getting excited by all of the fish!" she laughs, slapping your arm, "And then we went to the pool and then..." Lisa gives you a slight smirk, reveling in the memory of forcefully taking her baby brother's virginity, "Well, maybe we should pre-game a little before she gets here..."

You hold Lisa's hand to steady her while she steps down into the cool of the ocean, the wood creaking softly while she descends into your embrace. Attempting intense physical activity while in even the modest heat of the morning would be foolish, so you both stand in the cool water while your hands roam your sibling's voluptuous body. Groping her sore breasts, massaging her ass, rubbing at the crotch of her swimsuit that had been soaked even before she stepped into the sea; while her own hands assaulted you with equal vigor. Your lips mesh as she backs herself up into you, while you stroke her protruding stomach; Lisa loved being reminded that she had been bred. Things were just starting to get serious when suddenly Lisa glances to the side and mutters, "She's here early," releasing her hold on your penis and wading back up onto the pier so that she could greet her dear friend properly.

Jihyo sashays down the pier as if it were a runway, her hips swaying, wearing a sunhat, her curvaceous body contained within a more modest swimsuit than Lisa's; pregnancy had also treated her well. Her ample cleavage had if anything grown more pronounced, and though her stomach had already shrunk into a toned pouch, her ass and thighs were still fleshy from bearing her child. Jihyo's skin was even darker than your sister's, and when the two embrace it was an entrancing study in contrasts, the sight made all the more attractive when they share a kiss that went far beyond intimacy. When they break off their kiss, Jihyo cups Lisa's cheeks and beams warmly, "Lisa, my dear, you look gorgeous, so very... fertile," Lisa smirks, "Says the bitch with the body, your tits look as big as Swan's!" Jihyo waves this compliment off, "Only for a few more months, I have it on good authority that Swan may be joining our, ah, club, soon," Lisa coos, "Oooo! And who's the lucky man, was it your dear 'little' boy? I know he loves her more than most of the other girls you use to watch over him..." "Maybe," Jihyo gives an enigmatic smile, "I didn't know you kept such a close eye on my little cousin, feeling hungry?"

Lisa gives one of her famous grins, "Is it wrong to want to fuck my best friend's cousin who she raised like her own child?" she asks with complete shamelessness. Jihyo doesn't even blink, "No. Feel free to stop by while you're here, Sua is keeping him company but he could use some variance. But before that," she glances at you and beckons for you to join her on the pier, where she greets you in her usual manner. Jihyo gives you a tight hug, before going in for a light kiss, which turns into a heavy kiss, with her sensuous body pressing against yours while her hand gropes at your genitals; she sure knows how to greet her best friend's brother, "And how are you, dear?" she asks when she has finished with her salutations, "I hear you've been feeling a touch... irritable of late?" Lisa sighs, "Oh its the pregnancy sex, I'm against letting him use my pussy until the baby pops since I don't want our daughter popping out in a welter of jizz. Plus," she gives you a knowing look, "It's been so long that he would probably just pound the baby right out of me," to which she was not entirely wrong...

Jihyo nods in understanding, "Of course, I too switched to anal only when I got near the end, Once was a little disappointed, but understanding. Speaking of which, how are you holding up?" She steps forward and shoves her hand into Lisa's bikini, her fingers wiggling at her crotch before she withdraws them, now coated with a slick of Lisa's cunt honey, "Wet?" "Wet," Lisa agrees, "I'm feeling as frustrated as he is, my pussy isn't used to going this long without attention!" "It was difficult for me as well," Jihyo muses, "I did find somewhat of a solution though," taking Lisa's hands, Jihyo sits her down on the second step down to the water before asking you to, "Be a dear and grab my umbrella will you? Its in my bag, I don't want your sister languishing in the sun for any longer than she has to," By the time you had gotten the umbrella set up by shoving it between two bags and putting the idols in the shade, the idols were busy making out.

Moaning softly, your sister and Jihyo kiss hungrily, their hands passionately groping one another with the long experience of two nymphomaniacs who had cavorted together for almost a decade. You watch in awe as the two goddesses stroke and tease and grope and nibble and a hundred unnamable actions that left the pair gasping for breath; and you bricked beyond comprehension. Lisa only stops her friend when her hands move to pull down her swimsuit bottom, "Wait. How does getting me. All worked up. Help? she rasps, and Jihyo smirks, "How do you think I lasted that whole month? I had Itzy help me," she places a finger on Lisa's luscious lips, "Now hush, and let me work," Lisa giggles as her friend removes her bikini, "So that's why they were on hiatus for a few weeks! No wonder you asked those carpet munchers for help, they are pretty good at it," Jihyo raises an eyebrow, her face nestled in Lisa's crotch, "And who do you think taught them that, hmm?" before digging in.

You had thought you were pretty good at eating girls out, having to deal with your lustful sister, as well as the other Blackpink girls on occasion, but apparently you were absolutely inept at it compared to Jihyo. Her mouth was buried in your older sibling's slit, her cheeks puffing and hollowing while her head bobs rhythmically, her hands soothingly stroking Lisa's tender thighs, not even being brought into the fray. Your sister was making noises you had no idea she could even make, a sort of lascivious, gurgling moan that never seemed to stop and only barely drowned out the appallingly wet noises emanating from her pussy. You were left dumbfounded, wanting to join in but unable to tear your eyes away from the awesome sight of an idol expertly pleasuring another; you had seen Lisa and her members playing together before, but this was simply on another level. Ever the thoughtful lady though, Jihyo notices your hesitation, and takes the time to unsuction herself from Lisa's cunt, "Do join in dear," with one hand she pulls down her own swimsuit bottom and hoists her rear, patting her sizable butt, "just imagine it's Lisa's," she smiles, before digging in once more.

Every idol's pussy felt different. Jennie's had been painfully voracious, intent on extracting every ounce of pleasure, while Rose's had been clinically sadistic, seemingly able to avoid all of your weak spots and edging you mercilessly. Lisa's vagina meanwhile was wet and loving for her younger brother's cock, though you had heard it could be much more fierce for other men's; not that you minded of course, it felt good knowing even your sister's innermost parts adored you more than anyone else. Jihyo's pussy though... You shudder as your cock is enveloped in its warm embrace, its folds as sopping wet as your sister's, yet hugging you closely, and it takes every inch of you with ease. When you try to pull back for another thrust, your shaft drags along her textured flesh with rapturous slowness, and you know then and there that pulling out would never be an option. Grasping Jihyo's fertile hips, you plow her from behind in a kind of breeding frenzy, your manhood so starved of vaginal stimulation that you are unable to stop yourself from going wild.

You lock eyes with Lisa, who glares at you hungrily while holding Jihyo's head against her crotch, chewing on her lip as sure wordlessly urges you on, to fuck her best friend just as if it was her. And in a peculiar way, it was easy to imagine your dick was buried deep inside of your sibling instead of Jihyo, when every thrust made her moan with delight, it was easy to forget that there was a body between the two of you. Soon all you can focus on is the warm cunt slobbering encouragingly all over your shaft, every twitch and shudder that passes through Lisa, the wet gushing noises that seem louder than the waves around you. She beams, nodding excitedly, telling just from your facial expression how close you were, you had climaxed so often inside of your older sister, it was as familiar to her as the dawn. With a moan, Lisa spurs you on, "Do it baby, cum in me! I need your fucking dick!" she howls, her body spasming in time with your own, lost in the same fantasy that you were inside of her and not Jihyo... Before you know it you are groaning your sister's name while pleasure gushes from your cock into the warmth of her friend, quivering from the force of your orgasm as your balls plaster the insides of a breedable hole for once.

The owner of said hole seems quite unconcerned about the fact that her fertile pussy was currently clogged with her dear friend's brother's semen, Jihyo pulling her swimsuit bottom back up around her waist with a seductive wiggle while she stands. She wipes the slick of grool off of her chin, licking her fingers clean while admiring the appalling mess she had made around Lisa's crotch; it looks as if someone had dumped a pail of yogurt on the steps. Jihyo stretches sensuously, "My, both of you were quite backed up it seems," she sighs in satisfaction, "I can already feel his emission soaking through my bikini, no wonder he was able to impregnate you, Lisa," Lisa preens proudly, "Well, it also helped that he fucked me for like a week straight," she winks, "Don't think that I'll let you steal him, but I'm happy to share!" "Sharing..." Jihyo looks thoughtful for a moment, "I have an idea, but first..." she pops her sunhat onto a bemused Lisa, before languidly pulling her top up over her head, allowing her massive, tanned breasts to spill out down her chest, "Let's work all of that stress out."

Jihyo's cleavage had widely been regarded as one of the largest in the industry, but pregnancy had swollen those twin behemoths even further. Her vast, fleshy ovoids were blessed with familiarly wide areolas, with thick, dark nipples protruding from them, their hollowed tips already glistening with milk. Lisa stares with undisguised jealousy at Jihyo's chest, before glancing at you, "Close your mouth babe, your jaw is on the floor," she says wryly, undoing the strings on her own top and allowing her achingly-full tits to protrude freely from their confines; she too was leaking. Lisa leans back, "So, more oral then? I'm enjoying it but..." Jihyo laughs, "Oh no! You're getting mounted!" she waves at you, "Fetch a towel for her to rest on, there's a good boy," a term which fills you with an odd sense of satisfaction. Lisa sighs, "Jihyo, you already know why-" "Because you don't want your daughter emerging in a welter of semen, yes I know." Jihyo soothes, "That's why when things get a little too rough, he can switch to me, and as for your creampies," she leans down snag her hat, and to kiss her friend, her whisper barely audible to you, "I would be more than pleased to eat them out of you..." Your sister's eyes widen, "What a treat," she purrs, "I can't remember the last time you cleaned me out, you usually try your best to keep the jizz in me..."

So it was that Lisa was convinced to let you fuck her pussy to your hearts content, and you needed zero convincing at all to do it. Her heavy belly partially buoyed by the water, your sister bends over for you a few steps down, her thighs now halfway submerged in the crystal-clear waters, with her pussy steadily adding its own saline contribution to the ocean. Jihyo crouches next to her, her breasts squishing against the side of Lisa's hips, her face betraying her eagerness while you position yourself in the thigh-high water behind your sibling. Her arms resting on a higher step, Lisa looks back at you excitedly, her face flushed and her eyes glimmering with lust, her vulva pulsating moistly between her tan cheeks. You were trembling as well as you press your thoroughly erect member against her soft folds, which shudder like flower petals as you push inside of her. Your sibling lets out a muffled moan as her pussy spasms the moment you enter her, fluids sluicing out onto your balls in greeting; it seems like she was missing this as much as you were.

One might have expected yours and Lisa's lovemaking to be tender and heartwarming after such a long break, but that just meant they didn't know the two of you at all. You pound your sister from behind like an animal, making her squeal and gasp and climax so hard you thought her water might break; if it wasn't for Jihyo's hand around your balls slowing you down a bit, you probably would have plowed your baby out of her. Under Jihyo's strict supervision though, you manage to sustain a pace that was forceful, yet not birth-inducing, and so managed to last more than that handful of minutes you would have otherwise. Not that you were going to last very long inside of Lisa's gushing cunt to begin with, with her folds slobbering all over your shaft while squeezing you with frantic adoration, nobody could have lasted for more than five minutes. But Jihyo can feel your sack pulsating and rising, and pulls back hard enough on them to extract your manhood grudgingly from her friend's sopping insides, twitching in outrage at leaving Lisa's loving hole. Leaning her head atop Lisa's rear though, Jihyo offers your cock an alternative warmth to bring it to orgasm, and you waste no time in claiming it. You slam your dick into Jihyo's open mouth, holding her head in place while you fuck it as hard as you wanted to fuck your sister, pounding away at her sloppy throat until your pent-up load spews directly into her stomach as you howl your sister's name.

Jihyo coughs, gagging slightly from the force of your face-fucking as your jizz pours down her throat, but still manages for her tongue to lap coaxingly at your crotch while you attempt to drown her in sperm. When you pull out, what went down does not come back up, though the idol does look a touch woozy, "Goodness," she manages with a smile, "How very energetic..." before retaking her former place by Lisa's trembling butt, "Shall we continue?" You shall. Your sister climaxes once more as you slip your cock inside of her, groaning with pleasure as yet more juices sleet down her thighs, "Fuuuck, don't you dare pull out of me again," Lisa whines, shuddering uncontrollably, "I want your fucking cum in me!" Jihyo rolls her eyes, her hand curving around your swaying sack once more, and gives you an indulgent smile, she was not about to let you creampie your older sibling. But that does not mean you could not fuck her senseless, and so that was just what you do, plowing your sister's pussy until it felt as if you were fucking the ocean itself, her ass becoming coating in the splattering honey of your lovemaking. Lisa's creamy cunt juices work themselves into every nook and cranny, slathering into the folds of your balls, soaking into your crack, plastering your crotch, and marinating your manhood.

Your next load ends up inundating Jihyo's cleavage. Having learned from her last experience with your surprising roughness, the busty instead now offers her breasts for you to mount when the time comes for you to pull out of Lisa; the lubrication from Lisa's pussy more than enough to fuel a dozen tittyfucks. You grunt while you pound away at Jihyo's chest, her vast blobs of flesh cushioning your forceful thrusts while you fuck the soft crevice formed from her bust. Her tits were so massive that your tip did not even emerge those pillowy confines, and the appalling squelching your movements produced was matched only by the noises coming from your sister's cunt as she frantically finger-fucks herself. Jihyo smiles encouragingly up at you, nodding placidly while urging you on with firm platitudes, "Good boy," "That's it, work it out," "Mmmph, so vigorous..." "Cum for Mommy, can't you hear how needy your sister is?" "Oh! So warm..." Shuddering spasmodically, you nearly double over as your semen pours into Jihyo's cleavage, her breasts milking you as thoroughly as her fertile pussy, clutching at her head while you groan as if you had never creampied a woman's chest before; and compared to Jihyo's, you had not.

After that exhausting load however, your manhood begins to show signs of fatigue, in that it was still not painfully erect, but Jihyo is wise enough to call for a break; a break being oral sex apparently. Jihyo sits on the steps in front of your cock, her breasts sagging open to reveal the colossal mess between them, cleaning Lisa's cunt juices off of your sack until a jealous Lisa turns around to join in the fun as well. The pair lick and suck up and down your length, two of the most beautiful women in the world slobbering on your sticky meat like it was a popsicle, when they were not busy making out that is. And all while they nursed your member, their hands were busy between each other's thighs, the clear water giving you a perfect view of what exactly their fingers were doing, "Isn't he just the best?" Lisa sighs, her burning lust from earlier seemingly reduced to embers for now, while nuzzling against your tip. "His loads are... substantial," Jihyo agrees, running her tongue along the ventral portion of your shaft, "Would you mind if I took the next one?" Lisa pouts, and you can tell she was still far from satisfied from the vaginal sex she had received so far, and yet... Your sibling suddenly beams, "Of course!" she declares, "But only if you tell me what your idea is," she glances at you and winks, "her ideas usually end up with us drowning in jizz, so you'll probably like it..."

But first, you had to have unprotected sex with Park Jihyo, which was a task you found yourself more than eager to fulfill, obviously. The idol leads you a few steps further into the ocean, so that it now comes up to your chest, and Jihyo was practically submerged; odd how you never seemed to notice just how short the charismatic lady was. Putting her arms around your shoulders, she hauls herself upwards and wraps her legs tightly around your waist, her surprisingly strong muscles locking her in place while your hands grasped her curvy ass in support. With the water doing the heavy work of keeping Jihyo up, you were then able to lower her down onto your cock, though it took a few tries before it finally went in, and you both moan when it does. Jihyo kisses you lovingly, entirely unconcerned that she was fucking her best friend's brother while she watched, as her soft body presses against your own, creating a sordid intimacy. Shivering, you slowly raise her upwards, marveling at how light she felt, before guiding her back down to your hilt, burying yourself in her warmth. Once more you marvel at how breedable Jihyo's pussy felt, comparing it in your mind to your sister's ravenous cunt... a thought which makes you glance over to see your sibling was responding to watching her favorite cock getting used by another woman.

Lisa appears, surprisingly enough, perfectly pleased by what was occurring mere feet in front of her, laying back on the scrunched up towel on the steps with her swollen belly exposed, and idly rubbing herself. She seems entirely content by what she was seeing, which was remarkable considering how protective and envious she would get whenever she would let her fellow members of Blackpink fuck you. But instead your sister is relaxed, excited even, while she watches her dear friend languidly bouncing on her baby brother's cock, on her cock. Even the passionate embrace Jihyo kept you in, your face never more than a few inches away from one another, your breath steam against each other's skin, your lips constantly being pressed together, did not disturb her in the slightest. Instead she watches the proceedings with a coy look in her eyes, and nod encouragingly whenever you glance at her to gauge her reactions, Lisa seems quite supportive about you treating Jihyo as more than just a casual fuck. And speaking of fucking...

Lisa beams while she enjoys the sight of her brother slowly making love to Jihyo, finding the nervous looks he shot her more than a little adorable; he should just enjoy himself! She sighs, allowing more of the tension to bleed out of her, she had gotten a touch too worked up after taking her brother's cock in her pussy for the first time in practically a month, and she was glad her friend was on hand to help take some of the heat. Otherwise Lisa would have just kept fucking him, and that would have been problematic, even if it did make her more than a little wet imagining it. Oh well. She continues touching herself while her brother attempts to forcefully slam Jihyo down onto his delicious dick, but the weight of the water means that only slow, hard thrusts would work; and it was driving him a bit wild. Which meant that his cock was probably receiving one of the best pussy-massages around, say what you want about Jihyo, but her cunt was almost painfully good at milking dicks of every last drop. Oh! There it is, Lisa loves how cute he looks when he's about to cum, and it looks like Jihyo is enjoying herself as well... She already suspected she knew what her best friend was going to suggest, and her hole is getting rather noisy at the thought of it. Nobody could say that Lisa was not the best sister around!

You moan into Jihyo's mouth while your load surges into her warmth, her voluptuous body squishing delightfully against your own as you attempt to breed her fertile pussy. Which gently yet firmly coaxes out what feels like every last drop, your balls pulsating pleasurably in protests as they empty themselves into this goddess. Jihyo continues kissing you even after your climax ends, making you shudder from overstimulation while she languidly unwinds herself from around your body, "Impressive," she murmurs, "Yet not sufficient, which is preferable since the timing would be off," "And what timing would that be?" Lisa asks conversationally, "Why don't you tell him what I've already figured out?" Jihyo drifts back to the pier and rises up out of the ocean, water coursing down her addicting curves as she turns and places her hand on Lisa's shoulder while smiling proudly at you, "Oh, it's quite simple," she explains, "I want you to inseminate me until I am with child. I wish to have your baby, and that will require a significant amount of breeding to accomplish. Luckily, your semen seems of quality enough to make this feasible..." Lisa's mouth spreads in a toothy grin as she gazes adoringly up at Jihyo, "Jihyo! We would be baby sisters! Yes! I would be so fucking happy!" And the two idols embrace with blubbery tears. Neither of them bothered to check if you would assent or not, they didn't have to. What sort of man would refuse to impregnate Park Jihyo when she offered herself to you?

"So, tonight then?" Lisa asks with breathless excitement, her eyes shining with lust, but a more composed Jihyo demurs, "Oh not this round I'm afraid, my womb's next occupant has already been reserved by another, and I am loath to skip him," Lisa looks at her friend with puzzlement, before something clicks and her teeth are bared in her signature smile once more, "Jihyo! Your dear little cousin, who you raised like your own son!" she purrs with mock morality, "And here I thought you were unwilling to cross that line since you've been denying him since he got his cherry popped!" Lisa cocks her head, "Really though, I was shocked you didn't take his virginity yourself, I could tell you've been wanting him for a while now..." Jihyo shrugs with an easy smile, "I wanted to give him some more experience to gain confidence in himself, if I kept smothering him he would never grow up properly," "But now that he has?" Jihyo's smile cracks a little wider, becoming predatory, revealing a hint of that voracious lust that your sister indulged in and that consumes Jennie, "I've been watching my little boy get to play with all of his toys, but now, Mommy is going to get her turn as well..." she growls huskily, her eyes smoldering with desire, before she blinks, and is once more the graceful motherly figure the Kpop world knew and loved, "So, shall we finally go swimming? We need to keep you active before you pop Lisa!"

But your sister could obviously sense that there was something that Jihyo still wishes to discuss, though she starts wriggling back into her bikini along with the other idol, "What else did you want to ask?" she says, smiling innocently, "I can tell something is still on your mind," Jihyo huffs while she pulls her top up, which struggles heroically to contain her massive bust, "Oh, that," she glances at you, "I was just going to suggest a little... swap of sorts, when your brother breeds me," Lisa looks thoughtful, "So while my dear brother would be busy between your thighs, your baby boy would be busy between mine, huh?" Jihyo nods, "Indeed, I want our boys to get along, and it would do much to reduce their jealousy if they each both got to share," she hauls her soaked bottom up around her waist, damp without having ever entered the sea, "it's only fair after all!" The thought of another man inside of your sister does indeed invoke jealousy, warring with the naked lust brought about by the thought of knocking up a woman like Jihyo. Lisa can obviously tell you are conflicted though, and brings the discussion to a close, "We'll talk about it later," she smiles reassuringly, "But for now, I really could use a swim!"

Several hours later you and Lisa wave goodbye to Jihyo as she saunters off towards her hotel, and walking hand in hand to your own. Anyone watching would have only seen a cute couple, or perhaps noticing the facial similarities, a doting brother escorting his sister around; all of them blind to silent communication occurring between you. With complete innocence you casually make your way into the soaring building, admiring the sights and the scents of the tropical paradise you were in, silently reminiscing about the last time you had been in such a locale. Lisa waits patiently while you blandly attempt to work the lock on your door open, the damn keycards never seemed to work right, before you both head inside. You don't make it more than a few steps before Lisa was bent over and screaming with orgasmic pleasure while you took her with a violence that Jihyo had denied you. Squirt sprays greasily from her cunt all over the entryway while she howls with pleasure, wordlessly demanding you fuck her the way she always wanted. It takes nearly half an hour to make it to the bed, where your lovemaking continues with undiluted vigor, both of you panting like animals while you rut like dogs in the street. Every position is used, every hole is defiled, every depraved trick in the book is used to keep your cock hard and inside your sister. Lisa spends an entire hour just riding your cock, shrieking with exultation as she pounds her sisterly love for you into your manhood.

The teasing sample of the pleasures you and your sister usually enjoyed on the pier had barely whetted the appalling backlog of desire the two of you had built up. And you spend most of the night and a decent portion of the early morning working that all out. One of the king-sized had been so soaked through with fluids that it had started to collapse, and so you had taken your sex to the one reserved for sleeping, uncaring of the devastation you were causing. You both only pass out when your bodies were so drained that you could barely move, and you and Lisa drift off into an uneasy sleep, coiled together in the soiled sheets. When the sunlight streams through the open curtains, neither of you having bothered or found time to close them, you both awaken with a groan to discover a fresh liquid spilling down her tanned ass; a sweet smelling one. You and sister look at one another in confusion at this novel scent, before Lisa's eyes suddenly widen with shock and she yells, "You fucking idiot! My water broke!" she smacks you angrily while she struggles up out of bed, completely ignoring the fact that it was her fault as much as yours!

You help Lisa into the shower where she squats, leaking the congealed remains of all the loads you had emptied into her last night, and you thoughtfully grab the movable showerhead to help hose her out. Your older sibling's ass and cunt disgorge what looks like a milkshake, as she carefully strains her holes to clean them out while not pushing hard enough to get the baby moving. You turn the main shower on as well, since as your sister put it, "I don't want my daughter's father meeting her for the first time stinking like a Twice concert!" before you help her towel off. Back in the main room, Lisa gingerly steps around the semi-dried puddles to snag her phone, "Jihyo! The baby!" she warbles into it, "Yes so soon, you witch! You knew what you were doing!" Lisa face scrunches in concentration for a moment, "You're fucking your cousin right now, aren't you?" she sighs in exasperation, rolling her eyes at you and turning the speaker mode on so you too can hear the very obvious noises of Jihyo getting creampied, "Will you be done fucking him sometime this week? I want you there for this, it's kinda early!" She nods along as Jihyo reassures her that she would not miss the occasion, "Fine, see you in an hour then," Lisa flicks off her phone, "That bitch, as if we would delay going to the hospital just because..." She glances at you, and then at your crotch, "Oh fine," your sister sighs, "It's going to take at least an hour for Jihyo to finish draining that poor boy, might as well enjoy ourselves in the shower before we go..." Lisa's finger snaps up to prod your chest, "ONLY anal though, got it?"

Jennie perched on the edge of the bed, her fingers brushing Lisa’s hair out of her face. “Listen, I know it’s cliché, but there are plenty of fish in the sea. And trust me, some of them are really good at making you forget about the last one.” She winked, and despite herself, Lisa let out a small laugh.

“You’re terrible,” Lisa mumbled, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

“Maybe. But I’m also right. Come on, get up. Let’s go out tonight. Some of the guys from the football team are throwing a party, and trust me, they’re very interested in meeting you.”

Lisa hesitated, her stomach twisting with a mix of anxiety and curiosity. She hadn’t been to a party since the breakup, and the thought of being in a room full of strangers was daunting. But Jennie’s confident smile was infectious, and she found herself nodding before she could overthink it.

The party was loud, the bass from the music vibrating through the floorboards as Lisa followed Jennie through the crowded house. Bodies pressed together, laughter and shouts mingling with the thumping rhythm of the music. Lisa felt out of place, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she scanned the room.

“Relax,” Jennie whispered, leaning close so Lisa could hear her over the noise. “Just have fun. You deserve it.”

Before Lisa could respond, Jennie was pulled into a group of guys, their laughter booming as they greeted her like an old friend. Lisa hovered awkwardly at the edge of the circle until one of them noticed her.

“Hey, you’re new,” he said, his voice low and smooth. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a confident grin that made Lisa’s cheeks heat up. “I’m Ryan.”

“Lisa,” she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ryan’s gaze lingered on her for a moment too long, his eyes dark and appraising. “Jennie’s been talking about you,” he said, his tone casual but laced with something that made Lisa’s pulse quicken. “Said you needed a distraction.”

Lisa swallowed hard, her mind racing. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for whatever Jennie had in mind, but there was something about Ryan’s easy confidence that was hard to resist. Before she could respond, Jennie reappeared, a bottle of tequila in one hand and a mischievous smile on her lips.

“Having fun yet?” Jennie asked, her eyes darting between Lisa and Ryan.

Lisa opened her mouth to answer, but another guy—shorter than Ryan but with an equally intense presence—stepped forward. “We were just getting to know each other,” he said with a smirk.

Jennie laughed, handing Lisa the bottle. “Good. Because things are about to get a lot more interesting.”

Lisa took a hesitant sip, the burn of the alcohol spreading through her chest as she glanced around the room. The atmosphere was charged with energy, and she could feel the weight of several pairs of eyes on her. It was unnerving, but there was also a thrill in it—a sense of possibility that she hadn’t felt in weeks.

Ryan leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear as he spoke. “You’re not gonna regret this, Lisa.”

Her heart hammered in her chest, her mind swirling with a mix of fear and anticipation. She didn’t know what “this” entailed exactly, but the way Ryan looked at her—like he could see right through her—made her want to find out.

Jennie nudged her shoulder, breaking the moment. “Come on,” she said, her voice light but insistent. “Let’s dance.”

Lisa allowed herself to be pulled into the center of the room, the music and laughter enveloping her like a cocoon. As she moved to the rhythm, she caught glimpses of Ryan and the others watching her, their expressions unreadable but undeniably intense. She felt exposed, vulnerable… and oddly powerful.

The night stretched on, the lines between reality and fantasy blurring as she lost herself in the moment. Every glance, every touch felt charged with unspoken promise, and by the time Jennie leaned in to whisper, “You ready for round two?”, Lisa realized she was more than ready.

But for what exactly? That remained to be seen.

Ryan’s hand stayed firmly on the small of your back, his fingers brushing just above the curve of your ass as he guided you through the crowded room. The music pulsed around you, but all you could focus on was the heat of his body so close to yours, the way his breath tickled your ear when he leaned in. His voice, low and commanding, sent a shiver down your spine. “Come with me,” he murmured, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. “I want to show you something.”

You hesitated for a moment, but the look in his eyes—dark, intense, and undeniably inviting—made it impossible to say no. “Okay,” you breathed, and his grin widened as he led you away from the flashing lights and thumping bass, down a dimly lit hallway.

The air felt heavier here, quieter, and your heart began to race as he stopped in front of a closed door. Ryan’s hand slid up your back, pulling you closer as he leaned down, his lips brushing your ear again. “I want to see you suck my cock, Lisa,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. “I want to see you swallow it all.”

Your breath hitched, and before you could respond, he opened the door and pulled you into the room. It was dark, the only light coming from the faint glow of the moon through a cracked window. He pushed the door shut behind you, the click of the lock making your pulse spike. His hands were on your shoulders now, guiding you down until your knees hit the carpeted floor.

You looked up at him, your heart pounding in your chest as he stepped closer, his hips brushing your face. You could feel the hard ridge of his cock straining against the fabric of his jeans, and the sheer size of it made your mouth water. His fingers tangled in your hair, gentle but firm, and he tilted your head back to meet his gaze. “Go on,” he urged, his voice a low growl. “Show me what you can do.”

Your lips parted, and just as you reached for the waistband of his jeans, the door creaked open. You froze, glancing over your shoulder to see Jennie slipping into the room, a mischievous grin on her face. “Room for one more?” she teased, her eyes glinting with amusement.

Ryan chuckled, his hand still in your hair as he turned to her. “Always,” he said, his voice dripping with playful arrogance. Jennie sauntered over, her hips swaying with every step, and sank to her knees beside you. She reached out, her fingers brushing your cheek as she leaned in close. “Don’t worry, babe,” she murmured, her breath warm against your skin. “I’ll make sure you have fun.”

Before you could respond, another figure appeared in the doorway—one of Ryan’s friends, tall and broad-shouldered, with a smirk that matched his confidence. “Looks like I’m not too late,” he said, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. He crossed the room in a few strides, his eyes locking onto yours as he knelt down on your other side.

Your breath came faster now, the air thick with anticipation as Ryan’s friends filled the small room. Hands touched you everywhere—your arms, your waist, your thighs—and you felt their gazes burning into you, hungry and demanding. Jennie’s fingers trailed down your neck, teasing the collar of your shirt, while Ryan’s friend traced circles on your knee, his touch sending sparks of heat through your body.

Ryan’s hand tightened in your hair, pulling your attention back to him. “Focus on me, Lisa,” he murmured, his voice soft but commanding. His other hand reached down, undoing the button of his jeans with practiced ease. You could hear the sound of his zipper as he pulled it down, and then he was stepping closer, the tip of his cock just barely brushing your lips.

Your heart raced as you opened your mouth wider, but before you could take him in, Jennie’s fingers slipped under your chin, turning your face toward hers. “Don’t forget about me,” she said with a wink, her lips curving into a playful smile. She leaned in, her mouth capturing yours in a kiss that was slow and deep, her tongue teasing yours in a way that made your head spin.

You moaned softly into the kiss, your hands gripping her shoulders as she pushed you back slightly, her body pressing against yours. Ryan’s hand returned to your hair, guiding your mouth back to him as Jennie broke the kiss with a soft laugh. “Take care of him first,” she whispered, her lips brushing your ear. “But I’ll be waiting.”

Your lips wrapped around Ryan’s cock, the warmth of him filling your mouth as you took him deeper. His groan echoed in the quiet room, and his fingers tightened in your hair, urging you on. You could feel Jennie’s hands on your waist, pulling your shirt up and over your head, her lips trailing hot kisses down your neck.

Behind you, Ryan’s friend shifted closer, his hands sliding up your thighs as he whispered something low and teasing in your ear. You could feel his breath on your skin, his touch igniting a fire in your core as he grabbed the hem of your skirt and began to slide it up.

The room was a blur of sensations—Ryan’s cock moving in and out of your mouth, Jennie’s lips and hands exploring every inch of your exposed skin, the steady pressure of Ryan’s friend’s touch as he teased the edges of your panties. You were surrounded by them, consumed by them, and yet you couldn’t get enough.

Jennie’s lips found yours again, her kiss hungrier this time as her hands cupped your breasts, her thumbs brushing over your nipples. “You’re so fucking hot,” she murmured against your lips, her voice breathless with want. “I can’t wait to see how much more of this you can take.”

Ryan pulled away suddenly, his hands gripping your shoulders as he lifted you to your feet. “Turn around,” he commanded, his voice rough with need. You obeyed, feeling Jennie’s hands linger on your hips for a moment before she stepped back.

Ryan’s friend moved closer behind you, his hands sliding around your waist as he pressed his body against yours. You could feel the hard length of him against your ass, and the heat of his breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine. His lips brushed your ear as he whispered something filthy that made your cheeks flush and your knees weak.

Ryan stepped in front of you again his hands gripping your hips as he pulled you closer, his eyes locked on yours and his voice low with promise,“Don’t worry Lisa… we’re just getting started.”

The room felt electric with anticipation as Ryan’s hands tightened on your hips, his rough grip sending a jolt of heat straight to your core. His command hung in the air like a dare, but before you could respond, the door burst open with a loud bang. Your heart skipped a beat, and your eyes widened as a group of Ryan’s friends flooded into the room, their faces lit up with excitement and raw lust.

“Looks like the party’s just heating up,” one of them said with a grin, already pulling off his shirt to reveal a toned chest. Another laughed, tossing his jacket to the floor with a carefree shrug. Their energy was contagious, but it was overwhelming—like standing in the middle of a storm, unsure which way to turn.

Jennie stepped back, her playful smile widening as she watched the scene unfold. “Ready for round two, Lisa?” she teased, her voice dripping with mischief. Her hand brushed your arm lightly, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. “Just let go and enjoy it.”

Before you could process her words, hands were on you, pulling, touching, exploring. One of them yanked your top off in one swift motion, and you gasped as the cool air hit your bare skin. Another pair of hands fumbled with your jeans, tugging them down your legs until you stood there in nothing but your panties. The vulnerability should have terrified you, but instead, it ignited something deep inside—a hunger you hadn’t known was there.

“Fuck, she’s gorgeous,” someone muttered, his hands already sliding over your curves. You felt his fingers dig into your hips, pulling you closer as his lips found the soft skin of your neck. The sensation sent shivers down your spine, and you let out a soft moan without even realizing it.

Ryan stepped forward again, his smirk wider now. “Thought we’d keep her all to ourselves?” he said, glancing at his friends. “Not a chance.” His hands cupped your face, and his lips crashed into yours, his kiss demanding and possessive. You could taste the beer on his breath mixed with something darker, something primal. When he pulled away, his eyes burned with need. “Kneel,” he commanded.

You hesitated for only a moment before sinking to your knees, the hard floor pressing into your skin. Ryan’s cock was already hard and waiting, and you couldn’t help but glance up at him through your lashes. His grin was almost predatory as he gripped the back of your head, guiding you toward him. The first touch of your lips to his length sent a jolt of heat through you, and you opened your mouth willingly, letting him push himself inside.

Behind you, hands were everywhere—on your ass, your thighs, your waist. Someone tugged your panties aside, and you gasped as fingers slipped between your folds, teasing you mercilessly. “She’s already so wet,” one of them said, his voice low and amused. “Guess she’s been needing this.”

You weren’t sure if it was the words or the way his fingers moved, but your hips bucked against him instinctively. A loud moan escaped your lips, muffled by Ryan’s cock in your mouth. He groaned in response, his grip tightening on the back of your head as he thrust deeper.

“My turn,” someone said from behind you, and before you could react, you felt the head of another cock pressing against your entrance. The stretch was immediate and intense, and you cried out as he pushed inside, filling you completely. Ryan’s hand kept you steady as you struggled to adjust to the sensation, the sheer size of him making your eyes water.

“Good girl,” Ryan murmured, his voice thick with arousal. “Take it all.”

You did—because what choice did you have? Your body seemed to move on its own, riding the wave of pleasure and pain as the guy behind you started to move. His thrusts were slow at first but quickly grew more urgent, each one hitting that spot inside you that made your toes curl. Your moans grew louder, mingling with the sounds of their voices—the crude jokes, the filthy praise.

Then another pair of hands grabbed your hips, and you felt a second cock pressing against your asshole. Your eyes flew open, panic flickering for just a moment before Jennie leaned down, her lips brushing your ear. “Relax,” she whispered. “You can take it.”

You weren’t sure if you could, but the way her voice calmed you made it easier to let go. The initial push was sharp, but then it was over, and he was fully inside you. The feeling was overwhelming—two cocks stretching you in ways you hadn’t thought possible. Your body trembled as they began to move in tandem, their thrusts pulling cries from your lips that you didn’t even recognize as your own.

“Fuck, she’s tight,” one of them growled, his hands gripping your hips so tightly it would leave marks later. Their rhythm became faster, more erratic, and you could feel yourself getting close—each thrust edging you closer to the brink.

Ryan’s hand tightened in your hair as he pulled away from your mouth, his cock glistening with saliva. “Look at her,” he said, his voice rough with satisfaction. “She’s loving every second of this.”

And he was right. Despite the chaos, despite the sheer intensity of it all, you were loving it. The way they used you—took what they wanted without apology—was somehow exactly what you needed. It was raw, unfiltered pleasure, and it made you forget everything else—your ex, your heartbreak, all of it.

Jennie knelt beside you, her lips brushing yours in a teasing kiss. “See?” she whispered. “I told you you’d like it.”

You barely had time to respond before one of them grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His cock slapped against your cheek as he grinned down at you. “Want it here too?” he asked, his voice full of mischief.

You opened your mouth without thinking

sliding his cock deep into your throat, as you tried your best to pleasure him. He groaned, as you sucked his cock with all of your strength, as he pulls your hair, making you suck him deeper and deeper. Meanwhile in the other room, Jennie were surrounded by Black Jocks, with their BBC;s. Jennie smirked, as one of them grabbed her ass, before completly ruined her clothes, Jennie's petite body was then lifted, and thrown to the bed, as The Guys started to shuffed their BBC's deep into her holes, she moaned, screamed, yelled, as both of their cocks, find a way to enter her pussy, giving her a double penetration. Her tits were groped, her lips were kissed, and her waist moves like a slut in heat.

Meanwhile, You were still busym as cocks were still fucking your holes. One on your pussy, One on your asshole, and One in your mouth, as both of your hands were holding two cocks as well. Ryan fasten up his pace, as he choked you, Fitting his cock deeper and deeper into your womb, as you moaned, and screamed, His head was basically at the entrance of your womb, as He kept creaming. And as he reaches his limit, he wasted no time and shoots his thick load deep into your womb, as his friends followed soon, releasing his seed onto your asshole, painting your asshole white with his seeds. The other guys also climaxed, as The one in your throat shooted his load as well, releasing his white sticky cum all inside your mouth, as you were forced to swallow it all.

"Fuckk Lisa.. Your holes were so good". Ryan exclaimed, as he spanked your ass that were already swollen from all of their spanking and slapping.

You should not like it. You should not like how these man treated you like a slut, like a toilet. But somehow you did. You liked it, a lot. The thrill, the way they shoved their cocks onto you was really hot, And long forgotten was that shit of a boyfriend, who can't even fuck you properly. You remembered how small your boyfriend Cocks was. Giggling as he wasn't even close to reach the length of these man here. You kneeled down, crawling, as you cleaned Ryan;s cock, as he slapped your ass, Before he said.

Jennie

Jennie acts bold at first. She pulls you close, kissing you hungrily, but when you finally push your cock inside her tight pussy, her tough facade instantly breaks.

“Fuck-wait, slow down.”

She gasps, eyes squeezing shut. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels every inch stretching her.

“Shit… you’re really big.”

She hisses through gritted teeth. Jennie’s body trembles underneath you, her usual bossy energy replaced by soft, needy whimpers. She wraps her legs around your waist anyway, pulling you deeper despite the initial discomfort. As you start moving, her moans grow louder and filthier.

“Oh my god… it’s so deep-”

Her hips start to rock with yours.

Jennie’s pussy gets incredibly wet, making the slide smoother. Her confidence returns as pleasure builds, and she starts demanding more.

“Harder-fuck me properly!"

Rosè

Rosé is soft and romantic, lying beneath you with her blonde hair spread across the pillow.

“I’m a little nervous… but I want this.”

She whispers sweetly, cupping your face as she lies beneath you..

When you slowly enter her, Rosé’s eyes flutter shut and a high, melodic moan escapes her throat.

“Ahh… it’s stretching me so much.”

She whimpers. Her voice cracks beautifully. Her legs tremble as she takes you deeper, one hand clutching the sheets. The initial discomfort makes her bite her lip, but her natural sensitivity quickly turns it into pleasure.

“It feels so full… keep going.”

Her Australian accent turns a little thicker in arousal. You're not entirely sure if it's cute or hot.

As you thrust gently, Rosé’s moans become louder and more musical, like she’s singing. Her body responds , getting wetter with every stroke of your cock. She wraps her limbs around you, pulling you closer.

“It feels amazing… don’t stop."

Lisa

Lisa giggles at first, but the moment you push your cock into her tight pussy, her eyes go wide.

“Oh shit-I thought I was ready!”

She exclaims, laughing through the shock.

Her small, flexible body tenses as you stretch her.

“It’s so big… I can feel you so deep already.”

She grips your arms tightly, breathing fast as you sink all the way in. The stretch is intense, making her whimper cutely, but her toned body helps her adjust quickly.

“Okay… move. I can take it.”

She says determinedly, flashing a bright smile even while overwhelmed.

As you pick up pace, Lisa’s moans turn loud and shameless. She starts moving her hips enthusiastically, loving how full she feels.

"EUNBI! EUNBI-UNNIE!"

She smiled, waved, the reflexive idol response that years of training had drilled into her muscles. A quick flutter of fingers. Then she turned back to the pitch, where the teams were lining up for the national anthems, and tried to make herself small.

The man to her left wasn't having it.

He was big. Not fat—broad. Shoulders like a wrestler's, a soccer jersey stretched tight across his chest. Late twenties, maybe. His knee pressed against hers as he leaned in, his breath hot and beery against her neck.

"You're even prettier in person," he said.

Eunbi's skin crawled. "Thank you," she managed, and shifted away.

Her movement only seemed to encourage him. His hand landed on her thigh.

"Hey—" She tried to push it off.

The hand stayed. Squeezed.

"I said—"

"Shhh." His fingers dug into the soft flesh above her knee. "Just watch the game, idol-girl."

Around them, the crowd was cheering as the Korean team took the pitch. Nobody was looking at her. Nobody except the man's friends—three of them, turning in their seats now, their expressions shifting from curiosity to something hungrier when they saw where their friend's hand was.

"This is happening," one of them said, not a question.

The broad-shouldered man—Eunbi decided to call him Jersey in her head, because his jersey had SON 7 on the back—just grinned. "Help me get her down."

"What—no—"

Her protest died as hands seized her from behind. Someone had come up the row. Someone else. A fifth man, a sixth. They were rising from seats all around her, closing in like a net drawing tight, and Eunbi's mind raced through every anti-sasaeng protocol she'd ever been taught—

Stay calm. Don't escalate. Look for security.

She spotted a yellow-vested guard three sections over, but the crowd was a solid mass of bodies now, a wall of sweating, shouting fans, and her voice was swallowed by the stadium's roar as Korea took possession and eighty thousand people screamed.

Jersey yanked her out of her seat. The plastic armrest caught her hip, hard enough to bruise, and then she was on the concrete floor, the grit of it scraping her knees, her bucket hat tumbling away.

"Please—" She tried to crawl.

Someone grabbed her ankle and pulled. Her dress rode up. The concrete scraped her thighs, her stomach. Hands flipped her onto her back and she was staring up at a ring of faces, men grinning down at her, their eyes bright with the thrill of it.

"Fuck, she's so scared," one of them said, like it was the best thing he'd ever seen.

"I'm not—please, someone help—"

A hand clamped over her mouth. "Stop that."

She bit down. Hard.

The man yelped, yanked his hand back, and Eunbi saw the blood welling in his palm before someone else's fist drove into her stomach and all the air left her lungs in a single, silent rush.

She couldn't breathe. Couldn't scream. Couldn't do anything but curl around the pain while hands tore her dress up over her hips, her chest, her head. The cotton ripped. Her bra followed—a simple white thing, gone in two tugs that snapped the straps and left her breasts bare to the stadium lights.

"Oh fuck, those are real," someone breathed.

"Of course they're real, she's an idol—"

"Hold her arms."

They pinned her wrists to the concrete. Straddled her chest. Someone's knees pressed down on her biceps, and Eunbi could only kick, her bare heels slapping uselessly against the floor while the men around her unbuckled their belts.

The match was still going. Korea was pressing forward, the crowd was a single roaring organism, and nobody—nobody—was looking at the premium section where six men were stripping a woman naked on the floor.

Jersey knelt between her legs. His cock was already out—thick, uncut, the head glistening with pre-cum that smeared across her inner thigh when he pressed himself against her.

"Look at this cunt," he said, pulling her panties aside with one thick finger. "Fucking perfect. Pink and tight."

"Don't—please don't—I'll give you money, I'll give you anything—"

"Don't want your money, idol-girl." He lined himself up. The blunt heat of him pressed against her opening and Eunbi's whole body went rigid, her muscles clenching, trying to keep him out.

He pushed.

She screamed.

The sound was swallowed by eighty thousand voices as Korea took a shot on goal and the stadium erupted.

Jersey sank into her. No lube, no patience, just the brutal friction of his cock forcing her cunt open around him. Eunbi felt every inch—the ridge of his head dragging against her inner walls, the vein pulsing along the underside of his shaft, the way her body stretched to accommodate something far too large, far too sudden.

"Fuck, she's tight," he grunted.

"She's dry, you idiot—"

"Not for long."

He pulled back and slammed in again. Again. Again. Each thrust was a piston-drive, balls-deep, his hips slapping against her thighs with wet, meaty sounds that seemed to echo even through the stadium noise.

Eunbi's back arched. Her breasts bounced with every impact, and someone reached down to pinch her nipples, twisting until she shrieked.

"She's getting wet now," Jersey announced, and the humiliation of it—the truth of it—made her want to die. But her body was betraying her, her cunt slicking itself despite everything, making each thrust smoother, faster, easier.

"Let me see her face."

Someone grabbed her jaw and turned her head. A phone camera was inches from her face, recording every expression—the tears, the open-mouthed gasps, the way her eyes rolled back when Jersey changed angles and hit something deep inside her that made her whole body convulse.

"Say hi to the internet, Eunbi-ssi."

"No—"

"Say hi."

"Hi," she sobbed.

They laughed.

The man holding the phone moved behind her head. She felt his cock slapping against her cheek, her lips, and she clamped her mouth shut, shaking her head.

"Open up or I'll break your nose."

"Nnn—"

He pinched her nostrils. Eunbi held out for ten seconds, fifteen, her lungs burning—and then her mouth opened on instinct and he shoved himself inside, filling her throat in one brutal thrust.

Can't breathe. Can't breathe. CAN'T BREATHE.

Her gag reflex spasmed around him. He didn't care. He just fucked her face while Jersey fucked her cunt, and the two of them found a rhythm, pistoning into her from opposite ends while the other men waited their turns, stroking themselves, cheering like they were watching the match on the pitch instead of a woman being used like a piece of meat on the concrete.

"Fuck, she's good—"

"That throat's made for cock—"

"Tighter than my girlfriend—"

The words washed over her in fragments. Eunbi's mind was detaching, floating somewhere above her body, watching this happen to someone else. But the sensations kept dragging her back—the ache in her jaw, the burn between her legs, the wet slosh of her own fluids coating Jersey's cock as he fucked her harder, faster, his balls slapping against her ass.

Her nipples were on fire. Someone had attached clips to them—where had those come from?—and the metal teeth bit into her sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pain-pleasure-pain through her chest with every bounce of her breasts.

"She's gonna make me cum," Jersey announced.

"Do it inside."

"Yeah, breed that idol pussy—"

"No," Eunbi tried to say, but the word was just a garbled choke around the cock in her throat. "No, please, I'm not—I'm not on anything, please—"

Jersey grinned down at her. "That's the point."

He buried himself deep and came.

Eunbi felt it. Felt the hot flood of his seed splashing against her cervix, pulse after pulse after pulse, his cock twitching inside her like a living thing. He held her hips down while he emptied himself, grinding against her, making sure every drop was pressed as deep as possible.

When he pulled out, the mess followed—a thick white trickle that dripped down across her ass and pooled on the concrete.

"Next," he said.

The phone camera was still recording.

The second man didn't wait. He flipped Eunbi onto her stomach, hauled her hips up, and drove into her from behind while her face was pressed into the concrete. Her breasts scraped against the rough surface. The nipple clamps dragged and caught, pulling until she screamed.

"Fuck, she's still tight—"

"Of course she is, she's an idol, they're all tight—"

"Add another one."

"What?"

"Another cock. In her cunt. It'll stretch."

Eunbi sobbed against the floor. "You can't—that won't—"

"Yes we can," said the man fucking her mouth. He'd pulled out to let her speak, and now he was stroking himself, his cock slick with her saliva. "We can do whatever we want."

The third man knelt behind her. She felt his cock pressing against her already-stuffed cunt, the impossible pressure of trying to fit two inside her.

"It won't—"

"Shut up."

He pushed.

Eunbi's scream was hoarse, a torn thing that barely escaped her throat. The stretch was unbearable—two cocks inside her pussy, forcing her walls apart, filling her so completely that she could feel them moving against each other, could feel every vein, every ridge, every pulse of blood.

"Oh fuck," the man already inside her groaned. "I can feel him—"

"Move, you bastard—"

They moved. Not in rhythm—that would have been too organized, too mechanical for what this was. They moved like animals, rutting into her without coordination, their cocks sliding against each other inside her cunt while Eunbi's body bucked and jerked between them.

Her vision was going white. The overload was too much—pain and pleasure and humiliation and fear all churning together into something that short-circuited her brain.

Her cunt clenched around them.

"Shit, she's cumming—"

"Is she?"

"Feel it, feel her squeezing—"

Eunbi was cumming. Her body was betraying her completely, orgasm ripping through her muscles, her thighs trembling, her back arching, her mouth open in a soundless scream. The two men fucking her laughed and kept going, pounding her through it, stretching her climax into something raw and painful and endless.

The man at her mouth shoved back in. She tasted salt and skin and the bitter tang of her own throat's protests. He fucked her face with the same brutality as the men in her cunt, and Eunbi's world narrowed to the rhythm of three cocks using her body simultaneously.

Her jaw clicked. Her pussy burned. The concrete had scraped her knees raw.

And the match was still going.

She could hear the crowd's distant roar, the commentator's voice announcing Korea's first goal, the eruption of cheers that shook the stadium. Her country was winning. She was being destroyed.

"Swallow it," the man in her mouth grunted, and then his cock swelled and he came, flooding her throat with a hot, thick load that she had no choice but to gulp down or drown in.

She swallowed. His cum was bitter, viscous, coating her tongue and the back of her throat. Her eyes watered. Her throat constricted around each pulse, milking him dry while he held her head in place and groaned his satisfaction.

"Good girl," he said, pulling out. "Good fucking throat-slut."

Eunbi coughed, gasped, spat. A thick string of cum dangled from her lip. Before she could wipe it away, another man was there, pushing his cock between her lips.

"My turn."

The men in her cunt were getting close. She could feel it in the way they sped up, their thrusts becoming jerky, erratic, their breathing harsh. The one behind her came first, roaring as he emptied himself into her already-flooded pussy. The second followed seconds later, and Eunbi felt the hot twin spurts of their combined loads splashing inside her, filling her, overflowing from her stretched hole and running down her thighs.

Three men down. Three loads inside her.

How many more were waiting?

She got her answer when hands rolled her over again. She was on her back now, staring up at the ring of faces, her body a mess of sweat and cum and concrete dust. Her breasts were red and bruised from the clamps. Her pussy was gaping, leaking, the lips puffy and swollen.

"Ass next," someone said.

"No—please, not there—"

"A virgin ass? Fuck yes."

"Hold her legs up. Spread her cheeks."

Eunbi kicked, thrashed, but they were too many, too strong. Her legs were pushed up to her chest, her ass exposed, and she felt a cock pressing against her tightest hole, the pressure building, building—

"Wait," Jersey said. "Give her something to bite down on."

He shoved his belt between her teeth. Leather and sweat and the cold bite of the buckle. Eunbi bit down and then the man behind her pushed and she screamed into the leather as her ass was torn open.

No lube. No mercy. Just the brutal invasion of cock into a hole never meant for it, the burning stretch of muscle forced apart, the sensation of being split in two.

"Fuck, she's tight—"

"Tighter than her cunt—"

"Move, move, I wanna see it—"

He moved. Deep, grinding thrusts that went impossibly deep, the head of his cock pressing against places that made Eunbi's vision spark with strange, terrifying pleasure. Her body was beyond betrayal now—it was actively collaborating, her ass clenching around the invasion in a rhythm that matched his thrusts, her cunt dripping fresh slick down her thighs.

She was moaning into the belt. Moaning and drooling and rocking her hips back to meet him.

"Look at that. She loves it."

"She's a fucking whore."

"All idols are whores. They just pretend."

The phone camera captured everything. Eunbi stared into its lens and saw herself reflected back—hair tangled, face streaked with tears and cum, mouth stretched around a leather belt, body impaled on a stranger's cock. She looked ruined. She looked…

She looked like she was enjoying it.

The thought made her cum again, a sudden shattering orgasm that seized her whole body and left her twitching on the concrete. The man in her ass laughed and fucked her harder.

"Feel that? She just came on my cock."

"Do it again. Make her cum again."

He did. Over and over, until Eunbi lost count, until her orgasms blurred into one continuous state of overload, her body no longer distinguishing between pleasure and pain. She was just a hole now. Just a thing to be filled. And they filled her.

They filled her ass. They came in her ass, three more loads that pooled deep in her bowels and leaked out when the next man pulled his cock free. They filled her cunt again. They came on her face, her breasts, her hair. They took turns in her mouth until her jaw was so sore she couldn't close it, until her throat was raw from swallowing, until the taste of cum was all she knew.

At some point—she didn't know when—they moved her. Propped her against the seats so they could fuck her in new positions. Bent her over the railing so the section below could see her tits bouncing. Laid her across three seats and took her from every angle while the match played on and the crowd cheered and Korea scored again and again and again.

Four-nil. Five-nil. Six.

The goal celebrations blended with the men's climaxes. Every roar from the crowd meant another load in her body, another pair of hands on her skin, another cock forcing its way into her holes.

She was blindfolded now—someone had tied a scarf over her eyes, and the sensory deprivation made everything worse and better at the same time. She couldn't see the next violation coming. Could only feel it—the sudden hands, the unexpected penetration, the cocks that appeared in her mouth and cunt and ass with no warning.

"Please," she kept saying, her voice a ruined whisper. "Please, no more, I can't—"

"One more."

"There's always one more."

"Open up."

She opened.

The match was ending. She could tell from the crowd's sustained roar, the way the cheering had shifted from celebration to the long, sustained noise of a victory chant. Korea was going to the finals. The stadium was ecstatic.

And Eunbi was on her knees, her blindfold dark with tears, her body a canvas of handprints and bruises and drying cum, her holes dripping with the seed of men she'd never seen, her mind floating somewhere far away where the word "no" still had meaning.

A final cock pressed against her lips.

"Last one, idol-girl. Make it good."

She opened her mouth.

The man shoved in—and then paused.

"Wait. I want to try something."

Hands lifted her. Moved her. Positioned her on her back with her head hanging off the edge of a seat. Her throat was a straight line now, open, vulnerable.

"Throat-fuck position. Goes all the way down."

"Fuck, really?"

"Watch."

The cock slid into her mouth, and then kept going—past her soft palate, into her throat, down, down, until Eunbi's neck bulged with the outline of it and she couldn't breathe at all, could only lay there with her throat stretched around him while the men above her groaned in appreciation.

"Look at that."

"You can see it in her neck."

"Fuck her throat, fuck her throat—"

He fucked her throat. Long, deep strokes that bottomed out against her collarbones, that cut off her air for seconds at a time, that left her lightheaded and floating and strangely, impossibly calm.

This is what I am now, she thought. Just a hole. Just a throat. Just a place for men to put their cocks.

Her cunt was dripping. Her body was still betraying her. Still wanting more.

The man in her throat came, and she swallowed without being told, her throat milking him dry, his cum sliding directly into her stomach with no chance to taste it.

Then he pulled out.

The blindfold came off.

Eunbi blinked in the sudden light, in the roar of the stadium, in the sight of a dozen men zipping up their pants, their faces satisfied, their attention already turning back to the pitch where the Korean team was doing a victory lap.

Jersey knelt down beside her. His phone was in his hand. Her own face stared back at her from the screen—a still image from the video he'd taken, her expression caught mid-scream, her body impaled on two cocks at once.

"We're going to post this," he said, almost conversationally. "Unless you want to make a deal."

Eunbi's voice was a croak. "What deal?"

"There's an afterparty. VIPs. Important people. They'd pay a lot for a night with Kwon Eunbi."

"I—"

"Or we post the video. Your choice."

The stadium lights blazed down on her naked, ruined body. Eighty thousand fans were still cheering. The world was still turning.

And Eunbi realized, with a strange, hollow clarity, that her choice had been taken from her the moment she'd stepped into this stadium.

"Fine," she whispered. "Fine. I'll—I'll go to the afterparty."

Jersey smiled. "Good girl. Now get dressed. You've got a long night ahead of you."

He tossed her the torn remains of her dress and walked away, leaving Eunbi alone on the concrete, covered in cum and bruises, with the cameras still flashing and the crowd still roaring and nothing ahead of her but more.