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It was an off-day in Amsterdam following a long performance the previous night. Though it was tiring, it was a relief to at least have a quiet hotel room to decompress in— or compress in, or come, press, and perhaps suppress some moans. That was how it went for at least one room that night.

As Winter gently woke to the pace of the sunrise, she jolted at the sound of a stupidly loud yawn coming from the other side of the bed. She squinted over her shoulder and caught sight of Karina stretching with her arms up, her chest obscenely emerging from under the sheets.

Vivid replays of the previous night flickered through her mind at the sight. She let the sheet slip from her own shoulder as she sat up to look at Karina. The girl had her arms behind her head, puffing her chest out to Winter.

“I’m assuming you enjoyed it?” Karina jibed.

Winter poked a finger into Karina’s boob playfully, “Yes, I enjoyed them very much.”

Karina giggled, batting away Winter’s hand, grabbing it into her own. She lurched forward, pushing Winter on her back and pinning her.

“I'm surprised. You made me cum 2 times, but I only gave you 1 orgasm." Karina’s lips tapped her ear and she whimpered, “You need a reward.”

Winter whined and bucked her hips into Karina’s. Karina dragged her smiling lips down Winter’s body. When she landed at her sweet spot, Karina sharply gasped and pulled away.

“I-I’m so sorry Minjeong,” Karina stammered with her hand over her mouth.

“Huh? What is it?” Alarmed by Karina’s reaction, she shot up. 

Mostly on her right thigh, nearly all the way down to her knee, were the dark red spots of Karina’s marks. Winter sharply inhaled through her teeth.

“Ha ha ha…so no skirts or shorts for a few days,” Winter said through nervous laughter. Karina’s stressed expression only worsened at the declaration, fingers combing her hair back, face twisting in anguish.

Winter burst out laughing, “Jimin, it's okay I promise you’ll see my thighs again,” she jested, bringing her knees to her chest for Karina.

Karina huffed, clearly sexually frustrated, and shoved her face between Winter’s legs, licking along her slit. Winter leaned back, tilting her head, relishing Karina’s return to her pussy. Karina grunted, then tragically pulled away. Winter’s head came back up and watched as Karina reached across the bed to look at her phone.

“Fuck, its already 12, that’s embarrassing. Ning and Aeri texted an hour ago saying they want to go walking around at the canals." Karina squeezed her eyes shut and groaned.

“Hey, that's okay, it's the perfect time to pass through the Sexmuseum.” Winter playfully suggested.

“Please… the last thing we need is to be caught on a date at the Sexmuseum.” Karina exsasperatedly stated.

“On a date? All 4 of us? Don't remember anyone else in our bed last night— just us." Winter raised a brow and laid on the bed beside her, posing like she wanted Karina’s gaze.

“Well they seemed a bit too involved last night. If all 4 of us are there, it might as well be a date.” Karina said dryly. She sighed heavily and dragged a hand down her face. “Now we’re holding them up… I feel bad.”

“Aww, you’re such a good leader, even after getting wrecked. Don't worry we can make it up to them today.” Winter cooed, brushing her nose against Karina’s shoulder. 

Karina gave a little smile and brushed a strand of hair out of Winter’s face. “Thanks— for your flattery and for wrecking me.”

They broke away and the room rustled with the sound of clothes being slid on. As they emerged, kitchenette to their left and living space to their right, Giselle looked up from her switch on the couch, already dressed.

“Good morning, you all were up later than even us last night,” she said, followed by a short chuckle.

Winter folded immediately.

“I’m sorry guys… I didn't stub my toe—“ Winter was interrupted by Giselle bursting into laughter.

“Girl, we know.” She teased through giggles. Before she could tease her any further, Karina interjected from the kitchen.

“Hey, don't rag on Minjeong. I'm the one who started it.” She said, almost sounding boisterous.

“Oh? So Minjeong is ratting you out right now?” Ningning questioned from the kitchen table, still chewing her way through breakfast. “How long have you guys been doing whatever this is?”

Both Winter and Karina began blushing. Karina responded as nonchalantly as she could muster, “Just since last night.”

Winter broke away from her aimless pacing and relented to the urge to go to the kitchen and wrap her arms around Karina’s waist. She was prepping food— probably for the both of them.

“Oooookay, Take your time." Ningning said, eyes glittering as she smirked over her shoulder at them. 

“So,” Karina changed the topic as Winter placed her head in the crook of her neck, “You all wanted to go by the canals and take pics, right?” 

“Yea, that’s Ning’s plan. I want to check out the shops in the area. I’m assuming you two are going to the Sexmuseum?” Giselle said, eyes on her switch, but the faint curve of her smile revealed her amusement.

Winter’s eyes widened and she raised a questioning eyebrow at Karina. She was met with a skeptical sideways glance.

“Whoa guys slow down, I was just kidding. If someone recognized you there they’d never shut up about it— and take a picture.” Giselle stated matter-of-factly.

“I wasn’t the one considering it...” Karina said plainly, smearing butter on toast. 

“I was only joking.” Winter replied through pouting lips, stepping aside to let Ningning put her dish in the sink.

Winter jerked upright with a surprised squeak as fingers poked right into a sensitive spot along her ribs. A tingling sensation rippled through her body—half laugh, half reflexive shudder—and she twisted to face Ningning with wide eyes and a half-formed protest on her lips.

Ningning was already looking at her with that knowing little smile.

“Looks like someone better keep you on a tight leash today.” She murmured, her voice smooth and light— half-joking, but definitely not kidding. Ningning, a swing to her hips, casually walked away.

She felt a pause from Karina through her embrace, but Karina carried on with prepping their food onto plates. It occured to Winter: it's fully possible Karina was considering the recommendation— or checking out Ningning. Though, Winter didn’t really feel upset by it. In fact, she was checking her out too. 

Based on what she felt from when Ningning poked her, she found she also wouldn’t mind if the girl touched her the way Karina did. The thought made her thighs shift slightly against each other, as if trying to tamp something down. What if that hand had slid lower, or stayed longer, or pulled her close instead of just poking? What if she had said something a little filthier with that same seductive grin?

Right as Winter felt her cheeks start to tingle with red, Karina parted from the embrace. She took a plate into either hand and looked down at her.

“She’s right,” Karina said, voice low and amused. “Ready to eat?”

Winter nodded up at her, dazed, heart still trying to sort out which girl had made it beat harder. 

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The 4 girls walked together to the nearby bike rental service in subtle clothing. It began to make total sense why they ended up in that hotel— everything they needed was within walking distance. They strolled along the brick road, Winter and Karina interlocking arms, while all four of them marveled at the architecture. They got there in a matter of minutes.

As Ningning led the way down the bike lane, it was obvious she knew a spot. They whizzed along the canal, pedestrians to one side and boats on the other. The girls had to put their entire attention on following her turn gestures as they headed the opposite direction of the hot spots, chock-full of crowds getting pictures and sightseeing. After what felt like the most narrow and bumpy part of the route, they entered a wide alleyway, pleasantly overlooking the canal. Ningning hummed in satisfaction, smoothing her hair, as she dismounted from her bicycle.

“Wow. That was worth it,” Giselle said, setting her bike up against a tree, “No wonder you were on google maps all night.” 

When Winter and Karina followed suit, she began to digest their surroundings. Winter craned her neck up to admire the beautiful building that spanned above her, but she immediately caught sight of the looming darkness in the sky. The loud grey clouds starkly contrasted against the picturesque view of the canal Ningning was framing.

Upon the realization, alarm bells flared up in Winter’s head. They got here on bikes. She frantically looked to Karina, who was seemingly more mesmerized by Ningning’s posing to notice. Before Winter could say anything, her hair flapped harshly against her face. Karina, also blasted by the wind, whipped her head around to see the menacing grey blanket spreading towards them. 

All three of them looked at Ningning, whose jaw began to drop, hair flitting into her agape mouth. The confidence the girl had at the beginning of the day seemed to tragically ebb away as the humid air flowed into the sanctuary. 

“So, Giselle,” Karina inhaled deeply to collect herself, “what was the shop you wanted to go to? We could possibly wait it out–”

“It was in the opposite direction,” Giselle looked sheepishly to Ningning, “I didn't know the spot would be this direction…”

“I’m sorry, I forgot the rain comes so fast here…” Ningning’s eyes darted to their bikes, “We should have time to beat it if we leave as soon as possible.”

Drops steadily dotted the bricks as their clock ticked. When they overcame what was the bumpy part of their last journey, the drops fell audibly harder until the girls became soaked, splashing alongside the other commuters on bicycles— who were already wearing ponchos. 

Not much was said in the elevator, only the sound of shivering and a few exasperated comments about the state of their clothes. Despite the chaos and discomfort, Winter couldn’t help but admire the way Karina’s clothes clung to her body, tightness revealing the outlines of her bra. Her eyes drifted from Karina’s body to Ningning’s reflection in the elevator mirror. She wore a tank top with her arms crossed, the sheer white now clung transparently to her chest, revealing the stark and deliberate black bra beneath. 

Winter felt her body warm up, contrasting with the chilled clothing against her. Ningning slowly tightened her crossed arms, pushing her breasts closer together. As her eyes trailed up the girl’s chest, they landed on Ningning’s face. She was grinning, staring back into Winter’s lustful gaze with a mutual sexual intensity.

Winter looked to the floor, covering her embarrassing smirk in her hand and scooting closer to Karina. Karina had her eyes closed, leaning against the wall. 

The elevator bell dinged.

On cue, Karina stood up from the wall and equipped the room’s keycard. The girls filed behind her as she led the way back to the room, swiftly swiping the card.

“Oh my god, we need towels and out of these clothes ASAP,” Giselle said, followed by an exasperated sigh.

“I’ll get them!” Ningning called out, already making her way to the bathroom.

After setting their bags down, they followed suit. Ningning took a stack of towels from the cabinet. 

“Can you pass these down?” Ningning said as she handed Winter three and took one for herself.

Winter obliged, passing the towels to Karina, who then passed one to Giselle. Giselle thanked them and quickly took her leave. Karina pushed the door shut with a shocking thud. Both Ningning and Winter froze and immediately locked their eyes onto Karina.

“Y’know…” Karina slowly turned, smugly staring down Ningning, “we should probably save time and clean up now.”

Winter slowly turned her head to Ningning, not knowing what to expect. It was the kind of laugh that didn’t care if you were watching, but she knew you were. Ningning shed the intolerable clothes, staring back into Karina’s intense eyes.

Before she could gawk, she looked back to Karina. The girl was already pressing herself into Winter’s back, hands boldly sliding under her shirt to grope her tits.

“Why the shocked face,” she murmured into her ear, low and sultry, “isn't this what you wanted?”

Winter nodded bashfully, and looked to the shower— Ningning was fully naked now, body slightly blurring behind the lime stains on the glass, but definitely showing enough to make Winter’s breath catch in her throat. Karina slid her hands from her tits to pull Winter’s shirt over her head in one swift motion. Winter gasped as Karina went for the buttons of her shorts, quickly stripping her bare. 

“Looks like I don't need to warm you up,” Karina said through a smirk, gripping Winter's ass and feeling her pussy ooze, “are you wet from seeing her or me?”

Chapter 4:

Karina’s hand clashed with a smack to the spot she gripped Winter’s ass. She didn’t caress it softly to rub away the sting— just walked to the shower, hips beckoning. Winter watched, her breath quickening as the lightly blurred bodies of Karina and Ningning erotically meshed together behind the shower glass. Karina felt up Ningning as she pleased, a hand disappearing between the girl’s legs. Winter heard a startled moan followed by Ningning’s chest being postured against the glass by Karina— for Winter to see.

She was paralyzed by two conflicting urges: fuck herself, or get fucked too. Despite her need for Karina, she couldn’t move or look away from the attractive display.

Ningning’s moans began. 

Karina’s fingers must’ve been working magic inside of her— Ningning’s helplessly aroused voice sent a startling heat up Winter’s body at the sound. Winter’s thighs quivered. She pressed her fingers against her own pussy and began swirling circles around her clit. Ningning slowly pushed her hips further into Karina’s thrusting hand, sliding down, lips quivering against the glass— eyes locked onto the way Winter’s fingers pleased herself. As much as Winter craved the touch of Karina, she was mesmerized by the way Ningning reacted to it. 

“Seems like Minjeong loves seeing you get fucked.” Karina growled.

Karina pushed Ningning back onto the glass she had slowly slid away from, this time playing with her nipple. Karina looked hungrily at Winter, as if this was a show for just how much her hands can do to a woman. Ningning's palms squeaked as they smudged along the glass, her heavy breathing fogging it when her frantic whimpers intensified.

“I- I’m cumming—“ she said, almost sounding surprised. She then went silent, probably holding back what would’ve been way too loud otherwise. 

She released a guttural groan as she slid down the glass. Her legs no longer supported her, Karina’s fingers abandoned her, so she was left nothing but a gasping mess on her knees. Karina stared Winter down through the glass, tongue trailing seductively over a wet finger she used to fuck the girl between them.

Winter almost reached the climax Ningning hit, but she knew— in order to feel like that, she needed those fingers. Winter’s legs reflexively carried her straight into the shower, where Karina pounced, pulling her in by the waist and pressing slick fingers to Winter’s lips.

“Taste her.”

Winter greedily took them into her mouth, eyes darting to Ningning as the girl’s salty and sweet taste slid down her throat. Ningning shakily stood up, thin strands of dark hair— messy, but sexy— delicately framing her face. As Winter reciprocated Ningning’s lustful eyes, Karina pulled her slick fingers out, whipping around to Ningning. Karina pulled Ningning in to whisper something low into the girl’s ear. Ningning’s lips parted and she flushed pink. She stepped back against the wall. 

Reaching behind Winter, Karina finally started the water. She smirked at Winter as the sound of the shower spray engulfed the room, coating their skin with moisture. 

“Correct me if I'm wrong,” Karina said, raising an eyebrow, “but I don't think you can be as quiet as Ning.”

Her stomach turned in shame, eyes darting to Ningning. Ningning’s body glistened as the water droplets slid down her body. The girl looked at her expectantly, no subtlety to her excitement. She had her pointer finger resting between her teeth, a smile teeming with an alluring playfulness. 

Karina followed her gaze and brazenly stepped into the water, pulling Ningning off the wall and onto her body. Karina’s hand gripped the back of Ningning’s head by the hair, the cry of shocked pain muffled by Karina’s lips fervently moving against Ningning’s. The water came down onto their bodies, though the wet smacking was undoubtedly from their mouths colliding. Karina tactfully pulled away when her tongue was still in Ningning’s mouth, leaving Ningning sucking on it as it left. Karina released her grip on Ningning’s hair and embraced her as she caught her breath. Karina ran her tongue over her top teeth and looked at Winter through half lidded eyes. Again, she leaned into Ningning’s ear to mutter something— a whisper meant for obedience.

Ningning, still dazed, turned toward Winter. She stepped in close. Her dark hair clung to her cheeks and collarbones in soaked strands, giving her a wild, just-fucked softness that made Winter feel lightheaded. There was something dangerous in her gaze, like she knew exactly what she was about to do to Winter.

Winter almost felt shy— Ningning was in front of her naked, wet, and absolutely magnetic. Her hand, feather-light, cupped her cheek before tilting her chin up. Winter’s eyes became glued to the girl’s lips, already anxiously anticipating her first contact with them.

Ningning kissed her slowly. Their mouths moved with heat, not urgency, like they were savoring the way they melted together. She felt Ningning slowly rotate them, Karina now behind Winter.

“Can you taste her?” Ningning asked against her lips.

“Yes… you too…” Winter breathed, still high on the contact with her mouth.

Before she could indulge further, Winter was interrupted by her own gasp as fingers delved into her from behind. Her head fell into the crook of Ningning’s neck, arms fully embracing her for support.

“Oh my god—“ Winter hissed against her skin, her voice barely more than a breath.

Karina’s fingers moved inside her with a practiced rhythm, deep and slow, angled just right. Winter held onto Ningning as her legs shuddered. Her whimpering intensified when she felt a spark at her clit ignited by Ningning’s swirling finger.

“Wow… she’s so sensitive,” Ningning breathily said to Karina, “Did you tease her a lot today?” 

Karina chuckled under her breath, leaning in close to their ears. “I only just started.”

Karina curled her fingers onto the spot that makes Winter see stars. Her moan caught in her throat like it was too big to be allowed out. Ningning’s fingers never let up, moving faster now, just enough friction to make Winter’s thighs shake. She stroked small, tight circles over her clit with a soft pressure that made Winter’s entire body lurch.

Pressed between them — Karina’s fingers fucking into her from behind, Ningning’s thumb stroking circles over her clit from the front — there was no way Winter could think. She was leaking down Karina’s hand, clinging to Ningning. Every rub to her clit making her body twitch, every press from behind sending her hips forward into Ningning’s palm. Her nails dug into Ningning’s back, her cheek resting against her, every muscle strained toward the edge. 

“Do you want to cum right here? Shaking helplessly between us?” Karina challenged.

Even Ningning softly whimpered after hearing this. Winter desperately nodded.

“Come on, show her how you fall apart.”

Karina pumped harder. Ningning rubbed faster. Winter’s knees gave out and the girls held her as the orgasm tore through her. Her back arched, hips pushing into Karina's hand, tits pressing into Ningning's. She couldn’t scream, only let out a grunt for each wave that passed through her. Her body bucked between them as they held her through it, worshiping her body with their fingers.

Karina’s fingers didn't leave until Winter gave the final twitch and gasp— their reward. Ningning’s hands moved on to caress and console her shaking body. 

“Mmm, you're such a hot mess right now baby,” Karina said between the kisses she put all over the back of her neck.

“Ughhh, my legs… I’m going to be so sore.” Winter said through a heavy exhale, breaking away from the girls and putting her hands to the wall.

“That’s how I know I did something right.” Karina remarked, confidently palming her ass, Winter shivering at her touch.

“Hey, I helped too y’know?” Ningning smacked Winter’s ass, giggling as she watched the teasing compound.

Winter’s body was trembling— she tried her best to support herself on the wall, but the control she tried to have over her legs was futile in the wake of the standing-orgasm. No amount of working out could’ve prepared the muscles that were strained through that.

“You do need help washing up this time, don’t you Minjeong?” Karina hummed, déjà-vu hitting as soapy hands slid up her body.

Winter jolted— feeling those hands again sent her body back into an aroused frenzy. Her fixation on Karina’s fingers sent pulses through her pussy that made her nearly collapse at their touch. She raggedly moaned as the girl’s hands returned to her skin. 

“Aw don’t act like that,” Karina trailed her tongue up the back of her neck, voice low, “I know you can’t handle another round. Don’t tempt me.”

“C’mon don’t tease her. You know at this point she’s just going to let you do whatever you want to her.”

She leaned into the grounding sensation of fingernails massaging shampoo into her scalp. She craned her head to see Ningning’s soft, but undeniably lustful expression looking back at her. She practically purred at the sensation, pulling herself off the wall and tilting her head to ease Ningning’s access. She closed her eyes. Her body stabilized again, caressed from all angles.

“Awww, you’re so cute like this,” Ningning chirped, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

“She’s adorable.”

Winter squeaked when she felt a sharp pinch to her nipples. 

“Don’t waste too much time, Jimin, she needs to rinse the shampoo already.” 

She heard a sexually frustrated grunt, then Karina’s hands relented. She recentered herself then rinsed the shampoo. When she opened her eyes, Karina’s were there to meet them. Still hungry. She shivered as hands returned.

Ning’s fingers grazed through her hair, working conditioner gently through it. Karina, on the other hand, knelt down, sliding both hands down one leg. She massaged her thigh then scrubbed down to her feet. When she moved to the next leg, Karina brought her nose dangerously close to her clit. 

She felt Karina’s breathing quicken against her heat, hands still scrubbing— teasing. Winter instinctively gripped Karina’s hair, holding her head against her pussy. She closed her eyes and sighed, dropping her head back against Ningning. 

“Feeling better already, huh?” Karina's mouth muttered into her, hands grabbing her by the hips. 

Crude knocking at the door. All three of them paused.

“Guys pleeeeease stop wasting water. Also, I really have to pee. Hurry up.” Behind the slam of a door, Giselle’s footsteps thudded away.

They parted from each other with soft groans of disappointment. As they reassigned themselves to the task of washing up, Karina was the first to break the silence.

“So… why doesn’t she just join too?” Her voice oozed sarcasm, but still had an edge of curiosity.

“Well,” Winter added, stepping back into the stream of water, “at least one of us needs to be straight.”

“She’s not straight, actually.” Ningning chuckled, collecting her serving of soap, “Ever occur to you that stick-thin girls just aren’t her type? She likes a bit more thickness.”

Both Winter and Karina made eye contact— shocked but amused, stifling goofy grins. 

“No, that actually didn't occur to me, but I appreciate this insider information.” Karina remarked, collecting her own soap.

“I can’t blame her.” Winter giggled, leaving the shower and wrapping up in a towel.

“Hey, what are you trying to say?” Karina questioned Winter. 

Before Winter could respond, Karina pushed her tits together with her hands and turned to Ningning.

“Think Aeri would like these then?”

Ningning scoffed and squirted body wash onto Karina’s breasts.

“Just lather up. She has to pee.”

Karina triumphantly laughed. She turned to taunt Winter, slathering her tits in the body wash. Winter giggled, unfortunately buying into it and having to turn away before she gave in.

“Thanks for washing me, you’re some great friends.” Winter opened the bathroom door, trying to leave like she pulled the pin on a grenade.

“H-hey, wait—“ Karina called out in protest.

The door shut behind her. Womp womp.

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