serene queen

Jake has you face down ass up as he pounds into your squelching cunt like some animal in heat. You cry out as he hits your g-spot perfectly every time. He’s been fucking you for only a few minutes, but your pussy is already gushing. The filthy sound fills the car, and it turns you on more.

Your stepbrother groans when he sees a white ring at the base of his cock. It makes him throb inside you. “Ready to take my load again?”

His voice almost sounds sweet, but the way his fat cock is pounding into your tight cunt reminds you that it’s all a lie. Not that you mind. You love it when he cums inside you and fucks it deeper into you.

“Yes, fuck!”

Jake grabs your hair and yanks you up, deepening your arch and forcing you to take his big cock deeper into your little hole.

“That’s right. Shit. You love being a slut for me, huh? So fucking nasty,” he sounds fucked out as he grunts out his filthy words.

“Make me cum,” you whine. “Fuck, Jakey. Please.”

Your stepbrother smirks, wanting nothing more than to see you cream all over his cock again. So he drills his cock deeper into your little hole until you’re squirting all over his cock and the backseat.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Love it when you squirt on me, baby.”

"What's up? You seem…"

Under Sunghoon's watchful gaze, heaviness doesn't deter the antsy drum of your fingernails into the kitchen marble counter. Piercing skin into the flesh of your bottom lip, you've been watching him for the better part of the last five minutes. Eyes following the space Sunghoon's frame takes up of the room, presence imposing to the abandonment of your dimmed laptop. He's opted for a sleeveless shirt this time, jacked arms on full display with arm sleeves so loose, they expose pale slivers of skin marked in moon crescents of the very nails you gnaw on, consumed by nothing but the mundane. Observing your boyfriend make his protein shake, giving the bottle forceful shakes to mix its contents and your insides, engorged veins running his arms with the flex of his arms, his Adam's apple bobbing as he washes it down. You don't miss a second of it, not the dart of his tongue as he licks the edge of his lips of its reminiscent, tears nearly brought to your eyes as you stifle a pathetic whimper. 

You should be used to it. The gymrat lifestyle your boyfriend's devoted himself to, the one you've reaped the benefits of and yet, here you are, shuffling in your seat because the sweats against your body are suffocating, skin simmering beneath the material while your boyfriend looks at you. Knowing, a sharp edge to the soft smile he gives, edged canine peeking out.

If only he knew you wanted it to sink into your skin. 

"On edge." 

A natural pause allows you to collect some semblance of composure, closed lids with a chest-emptying sigh before you look up again, sternness cemented into the knit of your eyebrows. Fingernails slowing their rhythm, only accentuating every point leaving your mouth.

"Don't tire yourself out," you say, head cocked to the side. "You've got work to do when you're back."

Amusement pulls his smile wider, inches his eyebrow up too. "Is that so?"

"Yeah."

You shift again, laboured chest rising and falling, uncomfortable with actions so blatantly obvious in his eyes. Must be why brightness streaks in them as he slugs his gym bag over his shoulder, his answer clear as day. "You go ahead and stretch,"

His hand lowers his hat, an overcast in his darkened eyes. "You'll need it."

And he leaves. Half hard through his grey sweats with the ticking time-bomb that is you. 

Which is how you find yourself here, folded into his personal origami as his arms pin your legs to your ears, pounding into you without any regard. 

"Didn't you want this, baby?" Sunghoon coos, ragged chuckle ringing in your ears. "So incessant on me fucking you but look at you now - can't get your big girl words out." 

You gargle on some stupid retort, the sound choked in the saliva pooled in your mouth, lips parted to chase the breaths he won't let you catch. Muscles cry in fatigue, in no way helped by the advice you followed through with by stretching. Nails are left to weak scratches against Sunghoon's forearms, the leverage of the leaned back couch allowing him to knock deepest in you.

"You sat here waiting for me, making a mess of your flimsy underwear ── didn't even let me get through the door to beg for my cock. Is that what you are, angel?" Your head lolls back, swarmed with syrupy thoughts as he fucks up into you, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. "Some muscle obsessed cocksleeve? Something for me to fuck and use any way I want?"

Energy summons itself to nod your head, agreement sounding amidst the wet squelch of your cunt splashed back onto yours and Sunghoon's thighs. "I am, I am──ngh!" 

His laugh's rich in your ear, cock pulsing in your walls refusing to let him go, body curling into itself to feel him press further in you, a groaned whimper leaving your kissed-red lips. "Well, aren't you a pleasure to use." 

Your nails drag endlessly, streaking into his skin with no remorse, a sick turn of your stomach calling for scattered words. "Hoon, I─fuck, I'm gonna come again."

"Already? I've barely fucked you, baby," his reply comes with a sloppy few thrusts, hitched momentum in the desperate squeeze of your cunt. "Isn't this what you were on your knees for? Nosing along my balls like some dumb puppy," 

"You smelled good," you whine, slap of your ass echoing against his flexed thighs, him holding you like you're nothing. "Feel good too, fuck."

"Got a pervert for a girlfriend. I can't be surprised," he grunts, notching himself particularly hard to the knock of air out your lungs, strained and desperate for life. "Go on, since you're so easy. Come."

As much control as Sunghoon has over the body he sculpts in the gym, he has the same over your own, unearthing the orgasm ripping through you at his command. A scream unleashes the rawness of your vocal chords, dying into sob-like whimpers as moisture clumps your lashes together, body bucking erratically in a hold Sunghoon doesn't so much as flinch at, keeping you pinned and in plac through your orgasm.

Hazy at best is how your consciousness prevails, a mirage of the warm lights in your living room. Afternoon sunset pours through the windows, curtains you didn't think to close, one-track minded when you heard the lock turning at Sunghoon's arrival. 

The arctic cold of the floor straightens your spine, figure having been moved to hunch over the poor coffee table you served tea and cake to friends not even a day ago, now being defiled as your hands splays against the polished oakwood. In the echo chamber of your breath, your ass lifts as Sunghoon's tip collects slick smeared between your folds, electricity lighting your spine. 

"Mind if I fuck you more, baby?" he asks, voice dripping with the sweet condescending nature you latch onto, pleased moan feeding his ego. "I'll even get my arm around you, just how you like." 

That grabs your attention. Instills life into your tired body with arms reaching back, spine bending with fingers spreading yourself for his taking. "Please, Hoonie. I need it, I need it so bad."

"Want my arm around you, hm angel?" his teasing knows no end, cock drenched in arousal as all he does is run his length along you, tip nudging into your hole to chip away at your soul. "Wanna get pumped full of my come?"

Your breasts peel off the coffee table with an insignificant burn, body squirming as your hips try backing into him. "Want it, Hoon. It's all I want,"

"I'll be good," you slur, cheek pressed into the table. Frustration keeps your lashes wet, face scrunched up miserably. "You know I'm good for it." 

"God, you're sin," his patience reaches its limit, tip breaching further into your cunt welcoming him in. "Since you're so good ─ take it." 

No time is spared for a response, his girthy length sliding into the mess of come coating your walls, the glide and stretch of him filling you bringing incoherent expressions of gratitude out your running mouth. He sets a punishing rhythm, folding himself over to press against your back, uniting you as one as his large arm hooks underneath your chin, locked in by the cross of his wrists while he fucks you with no escape. 

It's the highlight of every life you've lived, a single high curling your toes and engulfing your senses and half-baked thoughts in all Sunghoon. He's so close like this, a waft of sandalwood and cinnamon embracing you in a familiar hug, hard ridges of his body sticking to yours with leftover sweat from the gym and now, his favourite cardio ─ stuffing you full of his cock with every bit of joy you voice.

Pleasure sings in every cell of your body, on cloud nine, aided by the restricted airflow given by the unforgiving cram of his arm, sandwiched in between his hard bicep and forearm. If you weren't so out of it, your teeth would make a home in his skin, no rigidness in your slack jaw. 

"Think you're coherent enough to rub your clit for me or you just gonna come taking my cock?" he muses, breath fanning over the shell of your ear. "Talk to me, princess."

Your hand shakes on the table, wanting to move but unable to. "I can't─I can't move." 

"Oh my greedy girl, I'll give it to you. Just keep squeezing me like that," his wrist separates from the other, leaning your body towards its side to keep you in a chokehold, hand venturing between your thighs. They shake from the force of his thrusts, shimmering with your slick and ghosted over before Sunghoon gets his fingers to rub over your clit. You howl in his hold, overstimulation bucking your poor body that begged for this, the simultaneous feel of his cock and fingers sending you to the edge. "Fuck, you're gonna be dripping with my come if you keep doing that."

"I'm close," you whimper, lips quivering with the anticipation building in your stomach, warm and rearranged in every way you love. "Give me your come ─ pleaseeee," 

"How can I say no when you're so sweet for me?" You hear him smile, feel the press of his lips against your sweat-layered temple before he starts rutting into you, pulling you into him as he chases his high. In the desperate pursuit, his fingers rub your clit faster, unearthing high-pitched moans vibrating off his skin as your cunt weeps around him, walls holding onto him for dear life. "You go first, needy girl. Come for me, I've got you."

And you do, so desperately moulded to his whims your body gives in, starlight streaking across your eyes as you come. Beyond the incessant slap of his hips against your skin, all you hear is the rush of your blood flooding through you, so weak to the explosive burst of euphoria your body operates on instinct, teeth sinking into the flesh of Sunghoon's arm, earning you a grunt. 

"God, you're milking me, princess," he moans, words wobbled at their end. "Gonna give it to you - thank me like a good girl."

The 'thank yous' topple out your mouth like a mantra, plentiful and so true to their word, it pushes Sunghoon deep into your sweet spot, flooding your walls with hot come you push out, clenching in a frenzy as Sunghoon pulls out, watching your body shake in his aftermath. 

"My sweet girl," you hear in the distance of your comedown, shoulder blades pressed in an adoring kiss. "Nothing beats you." 

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