𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 ' 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇

𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋!𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 x 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ｡ 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗏 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾 ─𝒾1475

you didn’t even like heeseung at first.

he was just your best friend’s boyfriend — tall, smug, always manspreading on the couch like he owns the place. too many jokes. too many sharp little smirks. he’d tease you, you’d roll your eyes, call him annoying. normal. platonic.

and she loved him.

like, stupid in love. she would text you screenshots of their convos, ask if her skirt was too short, or if this lipstick was too much. . . and of course, you’d hype her up every time. you truly wanted her to be happy.

so when heeseung offered to give you a ride home, it didn’t sound like a big deal in the moment.

just a ride.

“mnh, ah seungie!”

and during that ride — somehow — you had both found your way to the back seat of his cramped car, resulting in you straddling his lap and rocking your clothed cunt against the large bulge growing in his sweatpants.

his mouth was hot on your throat, pointy nose dragging across your skin as he trails wet kisses and bites down your clavicle. your hands grip his graphic tee as you arch into his chest while his middle and ring finger busy themselves by fucking into your needy pussy from under your panties.

“fuck pretty, you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to touch you like this,” he whispered in your ear, making you squirm in his lap, the friction pulling a guttural groan from his chest.

“hngh hee— f-fuck we shouldn’t,” you whined.

heeseung damn near came in his pants hearing his nickname roll off your tongue. it sounded so much better when you moaned it.

“hm, why not? you’re the one whose humpin’ my thigh like a bitch,” he teases with a sharp slap to your ass cheek, before soothing over the hot stinging area with his palm. you yelp at the sudden contact, yet find yourself even hornier than you were before. the guilt fading into a burning lust.

“bet you’re way tighter than her too,” he admits, “been wanting to feel the way your sweet cunt wraps around my cock the moment we met, baby.” heeseung removes his wet fingers from your pulsing hole and taps your ass, signaling for you to lift off his lap. his lips close around his sticky digits as he sucks your juices right off the flesh, humming around them in satisfaction.

“taste better too,” he groans.

and well, its safe to say it doesn’t take much convincing for you to pull down his sweats and boxers in one go.

his thick veiny cock springs free and slaps his abdomen. the tip is flushed an angry red and leaking with pearly beads of precum. he hisses when he feels your small hand wrap around his shaft, taking the opportunity to hook his fingers against your soaked panties from under your tiny miniskirt and push them to the side.

you slide the sticky glans of his cock between your folds, gathering your slick on it, “s-shit, ah i dunno if we should do this hee,” you gasp. yet. . . your body was saying otherwise wasn’t it?

“shit— yn, come on. . . just the tip? doesn’t count if we don’t go all the way.”

but you both know that’s not true.

“mm’ kay,” you fold without much thought, lining him up with your entrance and slowly sinking down on the mushroom tip. you feel the slight burn from your tight ring being breached making you gasp softly into his neck.

“go ahead. fuck yourself on it,” heeseung encourages as you slowly lift yourself off of his cockhead. your slippery hole now so empty you could cry as it clenches around nothing in attempt trap him inside.

heeseung chuckles between grunts at your efforts, finding you adorable all wrapped around his cock. you quickly find a rhythm bouncing yourself on the tip and he relishes in the wet soft pop sound each time you pull your cunt off of him as he watches you under hooded eyes.

“wha—what’s so funny?” you pant, eyebrows furrowed as you focus on your movements.

“just. . . that i— fuck— i can’t believe my girlfriends slutty friend is fucking herself raw on my dick right now is all,” he teases. and just as you are about to smack him, he thrusts his hips up to meet yours and sinks the thickest part of his cock into your sopping cunt.

“heeseung!” you gasp falling forward, forehead lolling into the crook of his neck, as you inhale his strong cologne.

“fuck— sorry, you just feel so much better than her though. could get used to t-this,” he moans as he pumps himself into your tight walls until he bottoms out, your glossy pussy lips now spread open and kissing the base of his cock.

“ngh— s’ already too much,” you cry, thighs burning as he spreads your round asscheeks in attempt to bury himself impossibly deeper.

“mm, yeah? this slutty pussy was made to milk my cock though.”

he feels your gummy walls tighten a fraction at his words. “oh? you like that?” he cooes, “being a whore? sneaking around and fucking your best friends’ boyfriend?”

“n-no! fuck— heeseung please,” you whine as you lean back, both elbows propped on the seats behind you for leverage as you move on his soaked cock. your swollen clit rubs back and forth against his pelvis everytime he bottoms out, making your eyes roll back.

“please what? should i dump my boring girlfriend for you, huh?” he growls, fucking up into your heat as you hold yourself up, your pretty tits bouncing wildly in that little tank top he loves so much.

“or maybe i’ll just cream in you till it drips out right infront of her so she’ll get the hint, hm?” just as he makes the suggestion, his phone lights up with an incoming call.

sooha 🤍 is calling . . .

heeseung sighs in annoyance and answers the call without hesitation, “hello?” he huffs a sharp exhale in frustration.

“hi baby! did you get home safely?” you could hear your best friends voice clearly through the speaker, but you could hardly bring yourself to care as you were currently getting fucked dumb on her boyfriends dick.

“sooha, shit— i’m kinda busy right now,” he bites his lip as his eyes travel down to where your stretched pussy swallows his veiny cock over and over again. heeseung thinks you’ve probably never been properly fucked before. hell, you felt like a fucking virgin.

“oh um, is everything okay?” she questions.

a wave panic passes over you suddenly, causing your walls tighten around heeseung’s length and make him moan out, “oh fuck! yeah, yeah squeeze me like that again, yn.”

“yn? wha— heeseung, what the fuck is going on?!” you could hear her shout through the speaker. heeseung only rolls his eyes with a smirk, taking it upon himself to lower the phone to your joined area — plap plap plap — his lap was such a sticky mess from your slick :(

“what’s it sound like?” he replied simply, tossing the phone onto the seat without bothering to hang up. heeseung digs his fingers into the soft flesh of your ass so he can pound himself into you from beneath, the fat head dragging against the spongey patch within your velvety walls.

“shitshitshit, right there! ohmygod, cummin’ hee!” you let out borderline pornographic moans, crying out his name as his tip releases small spurts of precum, which your cervix greedily swallows up.

he groans in response, “fuuuck right there? that’s it pretty girl, milk my cock, wanna feel you come,” he presses his palm on your tummy and the added pressure is in fact enough for your warm fluids to gush down his cock and splash against his abdomen without warning.

“h-holy shi— did you just—? fuck, that’s hot,” his eyebrows raise in disbelief. “god, you’re squeezing me so tight— ‘m gonna breed this slutty cunt, stuff you so full of my cum,” his lips crash against yours, tongues tangling as he moans into your mouth like a bitch when he shoots his warm load deep into your pussy.

heeseung pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips while he rocks into you slowly. his mouth hangs open and he throws his head back in pure bliss. he ensures none of his seed goes to waste as his deflated balls squish against your ass and his thick cream slides up and down his cock as he slowly fucks in and out of your abused hole.

he bottoms out once more, keeping you plugged when he notices his creamy milk oozing from the corners of your folds, causing you to whine softly from the overstimulation. your eyes flutter closed and it’s safe to say you are utterly fucked out as your bones turn to jello and you fall limp in his lap.

heeseung chuckles breathlessly, chest heaving as his eyes dart to his dark phone screen laying on the seat. he tugs a strand of your damp hair behind your ear. his breath is warm against the shell of it as he whispers:

“so, you think she got the hint?”

can i be 🍰 anon