HEAVEN

You have been taking piano lessons with Mr. Lee for months. What started as an innocent attempt to pick up a new hobby to relieve stress has slowly turned into something else. Now you attend every class just to see him.

The tension between you has been building day after day. It began with lingering glances across the piano. Then came the gentle touches of his hands when he adjusted your fingers on the keys. And God, his hands were large and veined, you often find yourself staring at his long fingers, imagining how they would feel somewhere else.

He catches himself staring at your lips every time you bite them in concentration. He also notices how carefully you dress for his classes, in those dresses that expose your collarbone and the delicate curve of your breasts, or in those tiny skirts that let him glimpse the lace of your panties.

You both know this is wrong. After all, he is your teacher, older, more experienced. And you are his student, younger, but not entirely innocent.

One afternoon, the air feels heavier than ever. You arrive wearing a tight white dress that clings to your body. He is certain you bought it two sizes too small because the hem barely reaches the middle of your thighs, and your breasts look like they might spill out at any moment.

You are working on chopin's nocturne in e-flat major. Every time you stumble on a complex note, he moves closer.

"Feel it, don't rush." He murmurs, stopping right behind you. You can feel the warmth of his body against your back and smell his masculine cologne.

You turn your head slightly, your faces are only inches apart. His gaze instantly drops to your lips before he suddenly steps back. "Try again."

When the piece finally ends, a heavy silence fills the room. You are aching for him to do something, because you can already feel the wetness between your thighs, your pussy throbbing with need. "Mr. Lee..."

"Heeseung." He corrects quickly, his hands resting on your shoulders. "You've improved so much. But today you're... distracted."

"So are you." You whisper. He squeezes your shoulders harder and lets out a slow breath, as if he is finally surrendering to a fight he knows he cannot win.

"Stand up." You obey, turning around to face him on trembling legs.

He cups your face with one hand and gently brushes his thumb across your lower lip. Your eyes close, waiting for the kiss you've been craving, but then he whispers. "We shouldn't... this is reckless."

Your eyes snap open, your cheeks burning. "I know, but I can't stop thinking about you. Every day, in every lesson."

His eyes travel slowly down your body, taking in your breasts straining against the tight dress and your soft thighs. His cock throbs inside his pants. He is a man who has been fighting this for months, but the way you are looking at him now is too much.

He cups your face with both hands, gently stroking your cheeks. "If we do this, I need you to be sure."

"I'm sure, Heeseung. Please." you whisper.

The sound of his name leaving your lips without formality breaks him. "I'll stop the moment you want me to, sweetheart."

He pulls you into a deep, hungry kiss filled with months of repressed desire. You gasp against his mouth as he effortlessly lifts you onto the lid of the piano.

The kiss only breaks when you are both breathless. But Heeseung doesn't stop. He trails his lips down your neck, sucking and nibbling on your skin to leave marks.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to taste you." He growls, gently biting the sensitive spot on your neck. "My pretty girl, sitting here every in that little dress, driving me fucking insane."

His hand slides up your thigh, pushing your dress higher until he reaches your panties, tracing the soaked fabric between your legs.

"You're soaked already." He smiles proudly and pulls your panties aside, stroking your folds and circling your clit with just enough pressure to make you gasp.

Then his mouth crashes against yours again, tongues tangling obscenely as he slides two fingers inside you. He swallows your moans, claiming your mouth. "Stay quiet for me, baby."

He drops to his knees in front of you and spreads your thighs wide. The sight of your hot professor kneeling between your legs makes your mind hazy and your pussy clench. He pulls your panties down, pockets them, and buries his face between your legs. "Oh God- Heeseung..."

His tongue gives long, hungry licks along your folds before sucking hard on your swollen clit. At the same time, he pushes two fingers back inside you, curling them against that sensitive spot. "Fuck, you're so sweet."

His fingers pump in and out of you while his tongue circles and sucks your clit. "This pretty little pussy is already soaked for me."

He eats you like a man starved, making your thighs shake around his head and your hips grind against his face. "That's it, baby, ride my tongue. Let me hear those pretty sounds."

He keeps going until you come hard with a loud moan. Only then does he pull back with a wicked smile and kiss you again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. "Good girl. You did so well for me."

Still trembling, you reach for his belt, freeing his long, hard cock. The tip glistens with precum, making your mouth waters. You wrap your hand around the warm, heavy length and slowly stroke him. "Turn around for me, sweetheart. Bend over the piano like I've imagined a hundred times."

He guides you, bending you over the piano until your breasts are pressed against the cold wood. He pushes your dress up to your waist, fully exposing your ass.

"Fuck, look at you..." He runs his hand over the curve of your ass and squeezes one cheek hard, making you whimper. "Bent over my piano like a dirty little slut for your teacher. So beautiful it hurts."

He gives your ass a sharp slap, watching it jiggle, then he grabs the base of his cock and rubs the head against your slick folds. "I'm going to fuck you so deep you'll feel me for days."

He pushes in slowly, inch by inch, letting you feel every vein. He is big, almost too big, but the stretch burns in the most delicious way. When he finally bottoms out, you feel completely full. "So tight... My good girl's pussy is taking my cock so well."

He stays still at first, letting you adjust to his size. “You okay, baby?"

You open your mouth but only a shaky, pathetic sigh comes out, so you nod frantically, but it's not enough for him.

Smack!

The loud sound echoes through the room. Your ass stings, making you cry out. "Yes! I'm okay, please move."

He starts slow, pulling back until only the tip remains inside, then thrusting hard. The piano resonates with every powerful stroke. Soon his pace becomes faster and deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixed with your moans and his filthy praises.

"That's it, take it." He leans over you, pressing his chest against your back. "This tight cunt was made for me. You've been teasing me for months while I tried to be a gentleman. Now you're bent over my piano like a dirty little slut for me."

His dirty words make you clench around him. "I can feel you everywhere inside me, oh my god-”

He laughs mockingly and pinches your clit. "Yeah? Then cum on my cock, I want to feel you milking me."

You come hard for the second time, moaning his name. He keeps fucking you through your orgasm until he finally buries himself deep and fills you with his hot, thick cum.

He stays inside you, making sure not a single drop is wasted, while kissing your shoulder and gently stroking your back. “Can you give me one more, baby? I want to watch you ride me.”

“Yes, please, Heeseung. I want it." You whisper breathlessly.

He sits on the piano bench and pulls you onto his lap. You sink down onto his cock and begin rolling your hips, riding him slowly at first. “You feel so good, baby."

He lets you set the pace while he finally pulls your dress off and throws it aside. Your breasts are finally free. He takes one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak.

You move faster, holding onto his shoulders for balance, your clit rubbing against him every time you take him deep. "Hee- that feels so good."

He releases your nipple with a wet pop, but his hand keeps kneading and pinching the other one. "You're so wet and sloppy. I can feel my cum leaking down my balls, baby."

The pressure in your belly builds until your body starts shaking uncontrollably. Your movements lose rhythm, but he grips your hips and helps you keep going. "I'm going to cum inside you one more time. I want to fill this sweet cunt until it's overflowing."

You cum first, falling apart in his arms. He holds you tight, thrusting up into you through your orgasm until he follows right after, groaning in satisfaction as he fills you again.

"You were perfect." He whispers, kissing your forehead tenderly. "Are you okay, baby? Any soreness?

You shake your head, smiling at the softness in his voice. "I'm great."

He smiles and gently runs his fingers through your messy hair. "Good, because these lessons are going to be very different from now on."

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Your wrists are pinned above your head, tied to the headboard of the bed. Your legs are spread wide with Heeseung between them, holding your thighs open for him, exposing your needy, dripping pussy.

"Fuck, you’re already so wet." Two fingers slide slowly over your folds. "And we haven’t even started yet. Pathetic." He teases your entrance before pushing inside. His long fingers stretch you open and curl to reach that sweet spot that makes you squirm.

He takes his time, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of you. His thumb rests on your clit, not moving, just applying pressure to the sensitive bud. You let out a shaky moan, your hips lifting to meet his hand, wanting more, needing more.

"Mmm… feels good, doesn’t it?" He murmurs with a wicked smile before adding a third finger and picking up the pace, fucking you deeper and harder. "Your pussy is sucking my fingers so well, baby."

His thumb finally starts moving, rubbing slow, torturous circles on your swollen clit while he continues to fuck you with his fingers. The wet sounds echo through the room.

It doesn’t take long for your thighs to start trembling and for that tight pressure to build in your lower belly. "Don’t stop, please don’t stop."

He leans down, taking one of your breasts into his mouth and sucking hard on your nipple. "You’re getting so close already? How embarrassing." Then he sucks even harder, his teeth grazing and lightly biting your nipple.

The mix of pleasure pulls you closer and closer to the edge. Your walls are already clenching around his fingers and your back is arching when he suddenly pulls his fingers out. You whimper and push your hips up, desperately chasing his touch again. "No… please, I was so close."

He laughs, mocking you. "I know you were, baby. That’s exactly why I stopped." His slick fingers move to your lips, brushing against them lightly. "Open your mouth for me." You obey, just like you always do.

Your lips close around his fingers, sucking them gently, tasting yourself. "Good girl, clean up your mess." You start sucking harder, swirling your tongue around his fingers.

While you suck his fingers clean, he reaches over to the nightstand, opens one of the drawers, and takes out a wand vibrator. He turns it on to the lowest setting. The moment the low buzzing sound fills the room, you release his fingers with a wet pop. "Heeseung…"

He smiles widely, feeling completely in control, and he really is. He presses the head of the vibrator against your clit. The vibrations are gentle since it’s on the lowest setting, but they still send shocks through your body.

He holds it still at first, then begins moving it in slow circles. "How does that feel? Feels good, baby?" He is rock hard inside his sweatpants because watching you writhe with irregular breathing turns him on so much.

The constant pleasure making your clit throb under the toy is too much to control. Your thighs tremble uncontrollably and that tight pressure in your belly returns, this time even stronger and more intense. "I’m… getting close again." Tears of overwhelming stimulation form in your eyes.

He mocks you again. "Already? You really are such a desperate little thing." He presses the wand harder against you just to watch you squirm in pleasure. You are right on the edge of orgasm, shaking, about to fall apart.

Then he pulls the toy away.

You let out a sob and your hips move uselessly against the air. "Why are you doing this to me?" A tear rolls down your cheek. You feel humiliated and your body aches with need.

Meanwhile, Heeseung is enjoying himself more than ever. "Because watching you suffer like this is fucking hilarious." Seeing you cry and desperate makes his cock twitch.

He leans closer and presses a kiss where the tear had fallen. "You’re so beautiful when you cry for me." His mouth finds yours in a slow, soft kiss that quickly turns hungry.

Without breaking the kiss, he brings the vibrator back, this time on medium speed. The stronger vibrations make you scream against his mouth while your body arches off the mattress.

He presses the toy firmly against your oversensitive clit. It doesn’t take long for you to reach the edge again. "Please, please, please. I’m so close."

"No, not yet." And then he pulls the wand away again. Before you can protest, he pushes three fingers back inside you and turns the vibrator to the highest setting, pressing it against you once more.

The double stimulation is overwhelming and pulls loud moans from you. "Oh my god." His fingers fuck you hard, curling against your g-spot every time he thrusts deep. Your body shakes violently and you feel like you’re going to explode from the overwhelming pleasure.

He watches every single reaction attentively, loving having you tied to his bed and completely at his mercy. "You look so fucking stupid right now. Beg properly if you want to cum."

"Please, please fuck me. I need your cock inside me. I’ll do anything, just let me cum. Please, I’m begging you." You cry out.

He stares at you for a few seconds, considering whether he should make you beg more or give you what you want. But he can’t hold back anymore. He needs to be inside your greedy pussy right now.

That’s exactly what he does. He puts the vibrator aside, frees his cock, already leaking precum and hard against his stomach, and pushes into you with one brutal thrust. A raw moan tears from your throat.

He fucks you hard, each thrust pushing you deeper into the mattress. His tip keeps hitting that perfect spot, making your eyes roll back and knocking the air out of your lungs.

It doesn’t take long before he brings the wand back, circling it against your clit while he fucks you mercilessly. "Cum for me, baby. Make a mess like the pathetic slut you are." He keeps laughing at how broken you look.

When you finally get his permission to cum, you do. Your walls tighten around him and the pressure breaks. You can’t control it, a hot jet of squirt gushes around his cock. The next spasm sends another stream against his lower stomach and thighs, making a mess of the sheets.

But he doesn’t stop. He continues fucking you with brutal thrusts, chasing his own orgasm while wet, filthy sounds fill the room.

His eyes are fixed on your pussy, watching the fluid squirt out with every contraction of your walls around him. The sight makes his cock twitch inside you, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck… look at the mess you’re making. Squirting all over me like a broken little toy. Such a pathetic girl."

His thrusts become erratic and sloppy. With one final deep thrust, he buries himself inside you and cums with a low groan. His cock pulses as he fills you with thick, hot spurts of cum.

He collapses beside you and pulls you into his arms, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. "You did so good. Such a good girl for me."

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A few months ago, you got accepted into the university you had always dreamed of. The campus is hours away from your hometown, which means you have to move.

When you applied for the dorms, they were already full and the waiting list was huge. To make things worse, all the apartments nearby were ridiculously expensive, way beyond what you could afford.

Your older brother, Jake, suggested that you share an apartment with his two best friends, Riki and Sunghoon. Their apartment has three bedrooms and is just a few minutes walk from campus. Jake told you that Heeseung, the friend who used to occupy the third room, had graduated last semester, so the room was now empty.

Splitting the rent between three people would be much cheaper than anywhere else you could find. Still, you hesitated. Riki and Sunghoon have been Jake’s best friends since high school, and you’ve known them for years, but living with them felt strange — too intimate. At the same time, it was an excellent opportunity.

In the end, you had no other choice but to accept. A few weeks later, you packed your things and moved into your brother’s best friends’ apartment.

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You slam the door behind you harder than necessary, taking out your frustration and exhaustion on the poor door. Riki looks up at you from the couch with that usual smirk.

"Rough day?" he asks, patting the empty space beside him. "Come here."

You drop your bag on the living room floor, kick off your shoes, and walk slowly toward him. "Yeah… rough day. I hate being me sometimes."

He turns to look at you properly. "You look fucking exhausted." It’s obvious from your tired expression, heavy eyelids, and tense body. Anyone could tell your day had been hell.

His other hand rests on your warm, soft thigh, exposed by your tiny skirt. It doesn’t take long for him to slide it higher, carefully moving between your legs.

"Sunghoon isn’t home…" he murmurs, leaning closer. "Let me help you relax."

"Riki…" Your voice falters as your body already reacts to his touch. "We shouldn’t do this without him. You know about our agreement."

He laughs at your weak excuse. "That’s bullshit and we both know it." His hand moves up to gently cup your jaw. "Come on, I just want to help you. What’s wrong with that?"

Your mouth opens, ready to give another excuse, but no words come out. Riki’s smile widens. Unable to wait any longer, he crashes his lips against yours in a hungry kiss.

His hands grab your hips, pulling you onto his lap. You let out a small sigh but don’t hesitate. You straddle him, knees on either side of his hips. The kiss grows messier by the second, wet tongues moving in a chaotic rhythm.

"Fuck, you taste so good," he groans into the kiss, pulling your skirt up until the fabric bunches around your waist. You understand what he wants and start grinding slowly against his growing erection.

His hand slides down to grab your ass, squeezing it while helping you roll your hips. The friction makes his cock throb inside his sweatpants. He leaves a trail of kisses down your neck and smirks when your head falls back, giving him more access. "That’s it, baby. I’m gonna make you feel good. You just need to relax for me, okay?"

Suddenly, he flips you over. Your back hits the couch and he hovers above you, settling between your legs. He quickly grabs the waistband of your panties and pulls them down, tossing them somewhere in the living room. "Look at this perfect pussy, already dripping for me."

His thumb slides over your folds, moving up and down between your swollen lips, spreading your wetness. With his other hand, he pushes his sweatpants and boxers down just enough to free himself. His cock is rock hard and leaking precum. "I’m gonna fuck all that frustration out of you, baby."

He wraps his fingers around his length, stroking a few times before slapping it against your wet pussy, making you gasp and shiver. "Ah— oh my God."

He does it again, slapping his cock against your soaked folds and then against your swollen clit just because he enjoys your reaction. "It’s embarrassing how wet you are just from this."

Without warning, he pushes inside you slowly, watching the way your pussy stretches to take him. When he finally bottoms out, your walls clench around him like his cock is your salvation.

Your hands grab his back as you moan and whimper with every inch that enters you.

"Taking me so well… You were made for my cock, baby." He stays still for a few seconds, letting you adjust to his massive length.

Then, agonizingly slow, because he knows it drives you crazy, he pulls out almost completely before slamming back in hard, making your back arch and knocking the air out of your lungs.

Laughing mockingly, he does it again, pull out until only the tip is inside, then thrust back in brutally. The impact sinks your body deeper into the couch and a broken moan tears from your throat. "Oh my— fuck, Riki."

His cock twitches inside you when he hears you moan. "You love this. You love how I fill you up to the brim." He picks up the pace, fucking you fast and hard, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. "You feel that? I’m so deep inside you…"

He makes sure every thrust hits that spot inside you that makes you scream and scratch his back. "You sound so good like this."

His hands roam your body. One grips your hip to hold you in place while the other slips under your tank top to play with your sensitive nipple, pinching and rolling the hard peak.

At this point, you can barely think straight. All you can do is moan, your legs shaking uncontrollably as the pressure builds intensely in your core. He hooks one of your knees higher, allowing him to go even deeper.

"I’m gonna cum, I’m so close." Your walls flutter and tighten around him, your toes curling. He laughs, mocking how broken you look. "Then cum for me. Let me feel how much your pussy loves getting fucked like a slut."

Pleasure hits its peak and you cum with a loud moan, your whole body shaking beneath him. Your pussy pulses and squeezes his cock, but he doesn’t stop thrusting, fucking you through your orgasm as he chases his own.

He only slows down when his own orgasm hits. With one final deep thrust, he cums inside you, filling you with his hot load while groaning your name. "Take it, every drop."

He stays buried inside you to make sure you take it all, then slowly pulls out, collapsing beside you on the couch. Both of you are clearly wrecked. You can feel his cum leaking out of you as aftershocks run through your body.

The sound of the front door unlocking makes you turn your head quickly. Sunghoon is standing in the doorway. Everything goes silent as he stares at you and Riki, both still breathless. The air smells like sweat and sex — it’s obvious what happened.

Without saying a word, he closes the door behind him. The click of the lock sounds louder than ever. His expression remains neutral, showing no sign of shock or anger. "My room. Now," he says, walking past you without another glance.

You hesitate, but soon follow him on shaky legs. Sunghoon is already sitting on the edge of the bed, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, looking perfectly calm. You carefully close the bedroom door. Just as you’re about to turn to him, his voice cuts through the silence. "Lock it."

Swallowing hard, you obey and lock the door, then walk slowly until you’re standing between his legs. "Hoon, we—"

He cuts you off with a dry, humorless laugh. "You couldn’t wait, huh? You are such a greedy desperate slut for cock that you could not even wait for me huh?"

You open your mouth to respond, but once again nothing comes out because you have no excuse. You nod slightly. "Use your fucking words."

"I am. I’m a greedy slut desperate for cock." Your voice is low and shaky.

He grabs your chin firmly, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "We had a clear agreement that no one gets to fuck you alone, only when all three of us are together."

Your face burns with both shame and arousal. "It wasn’t exactly like that… I was really tired and Riki was just trying to help me relax."

He raises one thick eyebrow, clearly not believing you. "So he was just being a good friend, huh? By burying his cock deep inside you to help you relax."

Without waiting for an answer, he slides his hand under your skirt and runs his fingers over your folds, feeling how wet and swollen you still are. "Your pussy is still dripping with his cum." Two fingers slip inside you without warning. "How many times did he make you cum, hm?"

Your legs tremble and you hold onto his shoulders to stay standing. "Once… just once, Hoon."

"Just once?" He mocks, adding a third finger, pumping slowly and curling them against that sensitive spot that always makes you squirm. "I’m gonna make you cum so many times that you’ll never want to break the rules again in your life."

He suddenly pulls his fingers out and gives your pussy a firm slap, hitting your clit and sending a wave of pleasure mixed with a little pain through your body. "Hoon, I’m sorry. I promise it won’t happen again," you beg in a whiny voice.

"Get on the bed. Now." You don’t hesitate to obey, lying on your back with your legs spread wide for him. "Good girl," he praises as he removes his pants and boxers, finally freeing his throbbing cock.

He positions himself between your legs, stroking himself while looking at your swollen pussy still clenching around nothing, begging for more. "So fucking needy." He thrusts into you in one go, not giving you time to adjust to his length.

You let out a loud moan, arching your back off the bed. The stretch burns in the most delicious and overwhelming way, making you writhe beneath him.

His pace is brutally fast, merciless thrusts that reach deep inside you. With one hand he grips your hip while the other presses down on your stomach so he can feel the shape of his cock moving inside you. "Fuck, look at that." He presses harder. "Taking me so deep."

His thumb finds your clit and rubs it in fast circles just to watch you tremble and make those sounds he loves. "Gonna cum? Do it. Cum on my cock."

As if you were only waiting for his permission, you cum hard, creaming around his cock while he keeps fucking you. Your walls squeeze him tightly, making him groan and slam into you messily.

He buries himself to the hilt and cums hard, his cock twitching with every spurt as he fills you up. Your pussy overflows with his load.

Suddenly he laughs mockingly and grabs your cheeks, squeezing them just enough for you to feel it. "I wonder what Jake would think of this… what he would do if he knew his little sister gets her pussy fucked by his best friends every single day in every room of this apartment."

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NOTE : english is not my first language! I thought about writing a threesome, but I wasn't happy with the result, so I will try again another time

Sunghoon carefully places his Canon camera on the small pile of books on the nightstand. You told him to just use his phone, but he insisted the camera had better focus and quality.

"All set." He says after adjusting the camera to an angle that captures almost the entire bed. "It’s recording."

"This feels weird, Hoon." You’re already lying on the bed, nervously playing with the hem of your tank top, feeling watched. "It’s just a camera, but I feel like millions of people are staring at me."

He chuckles softly as he sits beside you on the bed. "You said we could do it, baby…" His hand slides up your bare thigh. Your shorts had already been discarded a while ago.

"We can, but…"

The idea of recording sex had originally come from Sunghoon. He mentioned it casually after one of your sessions — you were still trembling and breathless — and he asked if it was okay. Just to be sure, he brought it up again later, not wanting to pressure you. He only wanted to make sure you were truly comfortable.

Even though you felt unsure and knew it would be strange the first time, you didn’t hesitate. You were curious. Sunghoon always praised you during sex, telling you how beautiful you looked and how well you took him. You wanted to see what he saw. The idea was hot.

"You know no one but us is ever going to see the final video." His fingers now trace circles on the inside of your thighs, moving slowly upward, getting closer and closer to your covered core.

A shiver runs down your spine, your body already reacting to his touch."I know, I just feel embarrassed."

The corner of his mouth lifts into a mischievous smile. "Is my poor baby embarrassed?" Finally, his fingers brush against your already wet pussy through your panties."Relax for me, baby."

You swallow hard and try to close your thighs, pressing them together, but he doesn’t let you. He grabs your thigh with his other hand and spreads your legs again. "I said relax."

"I’m trying, Hoon." Your cheeks are burning. You glance at the camera again before looking back at Sunghoon, who has a smug smile on his lips.

He clicks his tongue in fake annoyance."Look at you, acting all shy because of a camera." His thumb circles your clit while two other fingers rub along your folds, soaking the cotton fabric even more.

"Hoon, please," you whimper.

Sunghoon laughs, clearly entertained by the whole situation. "Putting on a show for the camera, huh? When we both know you’re just a desperate little slut for my cock."

You let out a pathetic, embarrassed sound, and he laughs again — not gentle or comforting, but clearly mocking you.

"Open up for me." It’s not a request, it’s a command, and you obey without hesitation, just like you always do. "There’s my good girl."

Sunghoon pushes your panties to the side, finally exposing your dripping pussy to the cool air of the room. You protest and try to close your legs again, feeling even more embarrassed. "Don’t you dare hide from me or the camera."

He stretches one arm out to grab the camera, holding it at chest level. Looking at your image through the viewfinder and fuck, you look so good.

"Open wider. Yeah, just like that." His thumb slides up and down your slit, spreading your wetness. You bite your lower lip, trying to hold back any sounds that threaten to escape. "It’s embarrassing."

"You know what’s really embarrassing? How wet you are, clenching around nothing, desperate to have me inside you." Sunghoon is usually a patient guy — or at least he tries to be — but he’s starting to get annoyed with how shy you’re acting.

He lets out an irritated groan before placing the camera back on the pile of books. You know he doesn’t give up easily, even if you’re being difficult.

Without warning, he pushes two fingers inside you. He doesn’t go slow — he starts pumping them deep and fast right away. His fingers curl, brushing against that sweet spot inside you.

Your eyes widen and you gasp, your mouth forming a perfect “O” as your back arches off the bed. "Ah! It’s too much, Hoon."

"Forget about the fucking camera and take it." He adds a third finger, stretching you more, his pace remaining fast and rough.

You can feel his fingers pumping deep, curling and rubbing that perfect spot every time until your legs are shaking uncontrollably. Your pussy gets wetter and wetter, making a mess on his hand. "It feels so deep, oh my—"

He circles your clit slowly, teasing you with just enough pressure to feel good but not enough to satisfy. "Please, I need more."

Suddenly he pulls his fingers out, leaving you needy and empty, clenching around nothing — completely limp, breathing fast and shaky.

Then he hovers over you with that wide smile that shows his sharp canines. Without saying a word, his lips crash against yours in a messy, hungry kiss. His hand slides under your tank top, his warm palm groping your breast while his fingers pinch your already hard nipple.

Your back arches and you whimper against his lips as he plays with your sensitive nipple. "Hoon, please… I need you."

He pulls back to catch his breath, a thin string of saliva connecting your lips. "So needy…" His index finger and thumb roll your nipple before pinching it again, making you gasp.

Without warning, he yanks your panties down to the middle of your thighs. "Turn over. Face down, ass up." You hesitate for a second but obey, getting on your hands and knees. Back arched, ass up, everything on full display.

The sight makes Sunghoon’s cock twitch painfully inside his sweatpants. "Fuck, so beautiful." He gives your ass a hard slap, the sharp sound echoing through the room — loud enough for the camera’s microphone to catch.

He pushes his sweatpants down past his hips, groaning in relief as his cock is finally freed. Both of his warm hands grab your trembling thighs and spread them wider.

Then he uses one hand to line up his cock with your dripping heat. He doesn’t push in right away — he teases you first. The head of his cock slides between your folds, brushing against your entrance.

"Just fuck me already, Sunghoon," you whimper.

As much as he wants to fuck you hard and fast enough to melt your brain and leave you shaking, he also wants to savor it — to go slow so you feel every inch, every pulsing vein inside.

He starts pushing in slowly, making you gasp at the delicious stretch. When he bottoms out, he stays still for a few seconds, letting you feel all of him. In this angle, he feels even bigger, even deeper.

"So fucking tight," he groans before starting to thrust into you hard. His hips slap against your ass with every deep stroke. Your walls clench around him, driving him even wilder.

The sound of skin against skin fills the room as you push your ass back to meet his thrusts. The head of his cock kisses your cervix every time he buries himself fully inside you.

"So deep, oh my God."

His hand slides from your hip up your spine, scratching lightly over your tank top before his fingers tangle in your hair and pull it back, making your back arch even more as he reaches even deeper.

"This pussy was made for me, squeezing me so fucking well." Still gripping your hair, he turns your head toward the camera, not wanting to miss how pathetic and wrecked you look with his cock inside you.

At this point, you’ve completely forgotten the camera is even there. Honestly, you couldn’t care less now that his cock is buried so deep inside you, hitting that sweet spot perfectly.

"Listen to how sloppy your pussy sounds taking my cock." He spanks you again, the sting spreading across your skin making you tremble.

"So fucking pretty when I’m wrecking this tight little pussy." He fucks you harder, your moans becoming loud and broken, your legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Too much! Too much!" you cry out, the pleasure building rapidly in your belly.

One of his hands reaches down to rub your clit. The combination of his fingers and his cock is overwhelming. Your walls flutter around him as you moan nonstop.

"That’s it, baby," he watches your face — flushed cheeks, parted lips gasping for air — and fuck, he’s close. "Cum for me. Be a good girl and cum around my cock."

"I’m cumming—" The orgasm crashes over you. Your pussy squeezes him tightly as your body shakes and you moan loudly.

"Fucking hell," he groans."You squeeze me so fucking good… Gonna fill this greedy pussy up."

In one rough movement, he flips you over. Your back hits the bed with a thud. He pins both of your wrists above your head and starts fucking you again with fast, deep thrusts, chasing his own release.

He fucks you mercilessly in a punishing rhythm. Your body is pushed up the bed with every powerful thrust, sinking deeper into the mattress.

He slams into you one final time, cumming deep inside you, filling you until his cum starts leaking out.

Sunghoon stays buried inside you for a moment while you both catch your breath. Then he slowly pulls out, and a hot trickle of his cum runs down your thigh.

He lies down beside you and pulls you onto his chest, gently tracing circles on your spine. "You okay, baby?"

You nod. Then something inside you snaps — you suddenly turn toward the camera in a quick motion. "Holy fuck."

-

You step out of the bathroom after a quick shower, wearing nothing but one of Sunghoon’s shirts. Your skincare routine is done, and you look cozy and refreshed. In the bedroom, Sunghoon is sitting against the headboard with his laptop on his lap. You don’t even have to ask — it’s pretty obvious what he’s doing.

"Just fuck me already, Sunghoon." Your own voice comes through the laptop speakers. You rush over to close it.

Sunghoon laughs and pulls you onto the bed beside him. "Should I buy those Meta glasses? We could try a first-person take. Fuck, that would be so hot."