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A/N: Prompt for @suchsweetstories. Thanks for hosting!
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“Here’s your shake!”
The room glows, flashing every color in the rainbow as the drum of the bass starts to beat through your chest. Laughter, giggles, and conversations were everywhere. Not like in those night clubs where it was messy and chaotic. This was quieter, tamer, more focused.
The decor of hearts—neon lights, balloons, the Goddamn headband of it you were forced to wear—decorated everything, from the walls to the chairs to the cherry on top of the shake you just got. It was all red, hiding from the glow of the lights flashing around them.
The DJ somewhere at the back was playing some old songs that you couldn’t tell if people cared about or not since they were all focused on each other rather than anything else.
You sigh, taking a deep breath before taking the chance to glance around the room. Couples all over the place, drinking the same single shake you have, with two straws and two spoons, two mouths. Facing each other, sitting next to one another, it didn’t fucking matter.
They were all the same, just in different shapes and sizes. The older couple wrapping their arms around each other staring outside the window or the awkward one that were laughing at each other for drinking on the same glass.
In the end they were all enjoying what they were here for.
“Happy Valentines!”
This feels like a mistake, and you shouldn’t have let Jiwon convince you to do this.
You don’t even know how she managed to do it. Only that she yelled at you to attend this ‘blind date’ event to get your mind off of things.
Things being your ex that left you for some gym rat she met where she works out at.
She didn’t bother to give you the courtesy of telling you face to face. Just a text telling you that she needs a ‘break’ then proceeds to block your number.
If you can call a break hooking up with someone else because you found her cheating.
And yeah, not sleeping right and wallowing in your misery for the first few weeks of the breakup isn’t the healthiest way to cope, but this is not the answer to fixing your heart.
It’s been months since the break up anyway, and you told yourself to swear off of falling in love in the near future.
You were doing fine.
Jiwon disagrees, because she always does, which is why you’re holding a tray with a milkshake in an event to try and find your ‘dream girl’ as she puts it.
You should’ve told her to set herself up too since she’s been single since birth.
Your supposed ‘blind date’ hasn’t shown up and it’s been almost half an hour since the event started.
And the number stub that was given to you has been staring at you for the majority of the time you’ve spent together.
Twenty might as well haunt you at this point.
No dream girls here.
It really didn’t have to be on February 14th of all days because that felt like pouring salt in the wound and slapping the utter shit out of it.
Like, holy shit, who would even set up a blind date event on Valentines?
And yet here you are, pushing through it anyway. Did it to prove a point that you still have your shit together. You dressed up, got a new cut, used your favorite perfume. Cleaned yourself up pretty well, you have to admit.
It still feels as if you’re conducting self-inflicted torture on yourself to see all these people enjoying their dates and you’re here in the middle of all of it.
Sitting on a table.
Staring across the empty seat.
Struggling to enjoy the free shake.
Alone.
Your hand wraps around the tall glass, cooling your palms. You were about to grab a straw until you notice:
A pair of straws, a duet of spoons. Both heart-shaped.
Two.
Motherfuckers.
You must’ve looked depressing as hell to everyone in the building right now, staring at the milkshake you got, watching the glass slowly condensate and the ice cream melt on top.
You sigh, feeling the hearts bobble on your head shake when you reach out to one of the straws, hearing a slower song start to play before a hand takes it away from the tray.
You can smell the rosy-wine smell on the arm that took it. It smelled familiar, like someone who always left that same scent every time you met.
“Hey.” You hear, making you look up to see a very familiar face.
“Jiwon?” You squint against all the glare of the party lights, and sure enough, it was her, in the flesh, standing right in front of you. Wearing a combination of black and red that looked amazing on her, with a choker on her neck and the same headband that you’re wearing to complete the ensemble.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes.” Jiwon smiles, “Didn’t get a chance to catch your dream girl?”
“No, I–Hold on, what are you doing here?” You watch her sit down on the chair in front of you, her purse settling on the table. “I thought you were with Hayoung.”
“I was. She’s right over there.” She points the straw behind you, aiming it near the music booth where Hayoung was talking with the DJ. “You know how much she likes these types of songs.”
“That still doesn’t explain what you two are doing here.” You return Hayoung’s enthusiastic wave with a shy, confused one before turning back to Jiwon, who’s already taking a sip of your milkshake, that glint in her eye that makes you narrow your eyes.
The next few words that came out of her mouth make you wanna—
“Does my honey not wanna see me?” She asks in this cutesy tiny little voice that makes your eyes widen, your head leaning back in, and your entire being thrown off balance. “Even after I dressed up like this for him?”
“Jiwon, what the fuck are you saying–” You can’t even continue your line of thought because she starts pouting, and that really starts to confuse the fuck out of you because you don’t know whether you like seeing that look from her or not.
“Hmph!” She makes a face. The type that looks cute and adorable, the type that makes your heart beat faster, the type that makes you want to puke at the second hand embarrassment you’re getting. “My honey doesn’t love me anymore!”
“Please stop, you’re making me cringe.” You let out. It’s a self-defense mechanism to protect your heart from whatever the fuck she’s trying to do.
“I was being cute!” She screams, drawing a few looks from the nearby people and making her mouth a ‘Sorry’ with a little peace sign and a bashful laugh before looking back at you.
“Besides, you like it when I act cute. Don’t think I didn’t see it.” She grins, taking another sip of the milkshake.
“You’re seeing things.” You retort. “And don’t think you can get away with not answering my question.”
“What question?” She tilts her head, the lights shadowing her face. And all you do is give a blank stare and a raised eyebrow to avoid thinking about how beautiful she looks, from the way she’s dressed to her cute dimple on her face.
“The question.” You reiterate. “You know, the one I asked you earlier?”
She hums, before batting her eyelashes and placing her hands on her chin. “Remind me?”
You sigh. “What are–”
“–I doing here?” She finishes, giggling, dimples showing. She dips her spoon into the shake, scooping up a piece of ice cream from the glass and holds it out towards you.
“Say ‘ah’ first.” She grins. You can smell the roses on her arm.
You blink, once towards the spoon, another towards her. “You’re joking.”
“Come on.” She drags, nudging the spoon even more. The smell is intoxicating. “Indulge me a little, honey.”
“No, Jiwon.” A shake of your head. Honey’s starting to sound really nice though.
“Pretty please?” Her pout’s back in full swing, doing her cute act of tilting her head, giving you those irresistible puppy eyes and the child-like voice airing out of her lips. “Just one, honey?”
Normally you’d say no. It’s the easiest thing in the world to say. One word. One syllable.
But everything about her is just messing you up in all the good, the bad, the her ways from the moment she sat down.
And so, you cave in.
“Only once.” You sigh before leaning in towards her.
She grins before feeding you, giggling as she pulls it away. Her scent still lingers around you.
“You fold so easy when I act cute.” She states, placing the spoon on her pouting lips, tongue slipping out before she winks at you. “I should take notes on these–”
You weren’t used to this type of Jiwon. She was playful, sure, but never flirty with you. She’d tease, yell, whatever. Thought it was all friendly banter at that point. And from the moment you knew her, she would never, ever, act like this for you.
And you honestly thought she swung the other way judging from the looks she gives Hayoung on occasion. Or how she touches Jisun. And how well she knows Chaeyoung a little too much.
It was really, painfully obvious when she was with Miyeon. She even cried happy (or was it sad?) tears when she found out Miyeon got together with one of her coworkers. That ‘New Girl from Japan’ that Jiwon says everyone likes because of how bubbly she is.
But maybe you were wrong about her. And you don’t know what that means for you or for her.
“So,” You cough, gulping, praying that she doesn’t catch you like a nervous mess because of her. She’d never let it go. “Would you mind answering my question now?”
“Fine, fine.” She rummages through her purse a bit before she takes out a piece of paper. “I’m sitting here all dressed up, for this.”
She places it down, and the number is practically screaming out of it.
Twenty.
Two. Zero.
Oh.
“Oh, he says.” She giggles, chin resting on her palm. You were starting to like the sound of it coming out of her. “Didn’t expect it to be me?”
“I never really thought you were into these types of things.” You answer, eyes still focused on the stub. “And I thought you said you were going clubbing with Hayoung.”
“Technically, this is a club.” She replies, eyes dancing around the room. “And I was with Hayoung when we came in.”
“Did you also set yourself up as my blind date?”
“That was more of a group effort.” She smiles, tongue out and all. “Chae started it.”
“That’s now how blind dates are supposed to work.” You sigh—you’ve been doing that a lot.
“You didn’t know I was your date, so it’s still a blind date, honey.” She flicks the heart on her headband. “Besides, the look on your face is so worth the effort.”
“You are crazy.” You laugh despite yourself. This was not how you expected your night to go.
“Maybe.” She grins. All dimples and teeth and crescent eyes. “Maybe I just wanted to spend my Valentines with you.”
You should have said something. Asked about the real reason she’s your date and not someone random. Why she went through all this trouble for you.
But you don’t know if you’re ready to hear the answer just yet. Besides, she’s done enough things today for you to put that on the back burner right now.
“Thanks for saving me, I guess.” You let out a smile of your own. Small, tired, content.
“You’re welcome!” She takes another scoop of ice cream. Grand, excited, happy. “Now enjoy this milkshake with me.”
“Only if you tell me how you all of you set this up.” Whether this was an excuse to keep things light or you wanted to hear her voice, you’ll never know.
“Deal.”
She starts rambling about how Chaeyoung found out that a mutual friend was helping out organize the entire event. How Hayoung decided to ‘volunteer’ and help out so that she can thumb down your names. How she convinced—screamed at, but semantics—you to attend the event.
You listened to all of it. Every crack in her voice when she giggles, every change in tone whenever she tries impersonating one of her friends. You don’t even notice that the milkshake’s almost gone.
You could watch her ramble on about things that could make your brain hurt like those brainrot memes that were blowing up all over the place and you’d take all of it and sit there with a smile–
Oh. Oh.
“–So now all I had to do was show up and look pretty while you gawk at how beautiful I am.”
“I wasn’t gawking.” You splutter, avoiding her gaze. You definitely weren’t.
Surely.
“Uh-huh.” She smirks. “Didn’t you look like this–”
She starts making faces, pretending to be you when she first sat down. She looked adorably stupid doing it.
“I wasn’t that bad.” You laugh, flicking the spoon at her.
“I dunno.” She laughs with you, leaning back. “You were pretty bad at hiding it.”
You fall into a comfortable silence, and all that’s left is her smile, the music, and those little flutters in your chest that you used to have way back when. Her lips break into a grin, and her eyes light up.
You feel as if you could lose yourself in them.
Then she speaks, spoon raised and pointed towards you.
You realize: you’re right back at square one.
“Happy Valentines, you idiot.”
Falling in love.
“Yeah.” You smile, a shake of your head accompanying the spoon that you’re holding. You clink it together with hers.
If you use a translator, the sentences may be strange.
jiwoo x m reader
tags: non-con, anal, creampie
NMIXX Jiwoo She is a lovely, pretty and cute woman.
Every time I saw her, I always thought I wanted to have sex with her,
and to suppress that desire, I masturbated every night while thinking of her,
but my feelings for her grew stronger,
and I thought I wanted to rape Jiwoo to relieve my desire.
The next day,
after NMIXX finished her schedule and returned to the company,
I put my plan into action.
After sending all the other members in,
I went to the most secluded place in the company with Jiwoo if there was anything I could do,
and as soon as I got there,
I pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. She was startled and tried to resist, but my momentum overwhelmed her, and I didn't plan on giving her a chance.
I took off her pants and exposed her pussy,
and she resisted and tried to get away from me. I spread her legs and started caressing her right away. When I put two fingers in her tight pussy,
she moaned and stopped resisting, and I started to humiliate her.
"Do you like it that much? Look forward to it. I'll make you crazy today."
I kissed her again and poked her pussy at an incredibly fast speed,
and her legs gradually lost strength from my caresses,
and as her love juice increased, I took my hand out of her pussy and showed it to her.
"Our Jiwoo has a lot of love juice, and it's the best."
Then Jiwoo's legs completely gave out,
and I lifted her up and placed her on the desk.
She then cried and begged,
"Please stop. Please…"
and took off her pants and took out my cock.
However, Jiwoo looked shocked when she saw my cock that was quickly erect,
and I began to feel satisfied with her expression. "Do you get excited when you see my vagina?" I said and started rubbing my vagina against her vagina,
and she shook her head from side to side,
and begged,
"No, stop, please…"
but I grabbed her head and fixed my gaze on my vagina,
and said, "Look carefully," and slowly started inserting my vagina into her vagina.
Her vagina was so tight that it was hard to insert.
But soon I filled her vagina with my vagina,
and said, "Feel it well, Jiwoo. When I'm done, you'll beg for more,"
and started poking Jiwoo's vagina.
Then a moan burst out of her mouth,
and more love juice came out, lubricating my vagina,
and I started enjoying her vagina at an even faster pace.
"Jiwoo, you're so good. You're better than I thought."
At the same time, I took off her top,
exposing her breasts.
Her nipples were erect for me, and I caressed them by rubbing them with my fingers. "Do you like it that much, with our Jiwoo standing up to the top?"
She shook her head in cute rebellion,
and I grabbed her nape and fixed my gaze on her,
and said,
"Jiwoo, I'll do it faster, feel my cock well."
I increased the speed and started fucking her pussy indiscriminately.
Then her pussy started to ooze love juice and squeezed around my cock even more.
As if it had been waiting for my cock.
"You whore, do you like it that much? You're squeezing it wildly while panting," I said, and began to humiliate her,
and gradually increasing the speed, and caressing her in various ways.
While mixing in kisses, sucking and caressing her nipples,
and occasionally rubbing her g-spot with my hand,
she stopped begging me to stop earlier,
and just moaned and squeezed, and it seemed like she was enjoying sex with me.
I felt that I was reaching my limit and told her,
"Jiwoo, you're going to cum, you're so good"
When I said that,
She immediately started begging.
"Please, not inside, please…"
But I ignored her pleas and
I thrust deep inside her one last time
And started to cum.
Her pussy was too narrow to hold my cum,
And when I pulled out,
My cum and her love juices mixed together and came out,
And she looked exhausted and panting,
And that was enough for my pussy to get erect again.
I stroked my pussy again and
"It was so good, Jiwoo, but it's all gone again. Let's go to round 2 right away."
When I whispered in her ear,
She looked surprised and
"Ah… no, it's too hard, please…"
She begged, and I rubbed the mixture coming out of her pussy on her anus. “Don’t worry, Jiwoo, there are other holes left.”
She was surprised and tried to resist,
but when I put two fingers in her anus and caressed her,
she started to gasp and moan,
and I lubricated her anus even more with the mixture from her pussy,
and when her anus was ready, I immediately put my dick in and said,
“What does Jiwoo’s anus taste like?”
Her anus gave me a tighter feeling than my pussy,
and I started to poke her anus indiscriminately.
Then Jiwoo moaned and panted louder than when I poked her pussy before,
and said, “Jiwoo, you are a real natural whore,”
and at the same time, I started to caress her pussy with my hand.
When I poked her pussy and anus at the same time in rhythm,
her moaning became louder and more erotic, and she started to ejaculate. I thrust her anus and vagina at a faster speed for her,
and eventually she ejaculated the most, to the point where she spurted all of my semen.
"Wow, Jiwoo, you were such a great whore. You were raped and you really wanted this?"
But Jiwoo couldn't respond to my words because of her ejaculation,
and I also reached my climax once again, and after thrusting her anus indiscriminately,
I ejaculated deep inside,
and I immediately pulled my cock out of her anus.
Then she collapsed with all her might,
and I was so satisfied watching a large amount of the mixture come out of her two holes,
and I took a picture of her like that,
and I whispered again,
"You're really great. You were the best woman I've ever been with,
and if you don't want the pictures to be made public,
I'll be nice to you in the future."
Then she glared at me with a resentful expression,
and I gave her a short kiss and left.
"You left your damn charger in the practice room again."
Shuhua’s voice was sharp, eyes narrow, lips in that ever-annoying curl that made your blood boil.
You snatched the charger from her hand. “Wow. You came all the way here for that? Must’ve missed me.”
“Please.” She scoffed. “I came here because I knew you’d be too lazy to get it yourself.”
You stared at her. “You’re full of shit.”
“I know,” she smirked, stepping past you into your apartment like she owned the place. “But you like it.”
You hated the way she moved—like she knew what effect she had. Those tight jeans, that cropped hoodie riding up every time she lifted her arm. The same girl who insulted your entire existence daily also looked at you like she wanted to ruin you.
And maybe you wanted to let her.
“Why are you really here?” you asked, closing the door a little too hard behind you.
“Don’t act stupid.” She dropped her bag on your couch, turned, and leaned against it—arms crossed under her chest, head tilted. “You’ve been staring at me for weeks. You think I didn’t notice how you look at me?”
You smirked, walking closer. “You’re hot. Doesn’t mean I like you.”
“Good,” she said. “Because I can’t stand you either.”
Then came the silence. Heavy. Loaded. Her eyes dropped to your lips. Yours to the subtle rise and fall of her chest.
“You should leave.”
“Make me,” she dared, tongue flicking across her lip just to provoke you.
Something snapped.
You grabbed her by the waist, yanked her forward, and crashed your mouth against hers.
She moaned into the kiss, fingers tangling in your shirt as your tongues fought for dominance. It was messy, rough—neither of you letting the other lead. You bit her lip; she bit back harder. You pushed her against the wall; she scratched down your back.
“God, you’re annoying,” you growled against her neck, sucking hard just to hear her whimper.
“You love it,” she hissed, rocking her hips against your growing bulge. “You want this tight little body so bad, don’t you?”
You didn’t answer. You just turned her around and bent her over your couch, ripping her hoodie over her head.
“No bra? Not surprised.”
“I don’t need one for you,” she shot back. “It’s not like you’re gonna last long.”
You grabbed her hair and tugged her head back. “Keep talking.”
“Oh, I will,” she grinned wickedly. “While you fuck me stupid.”
You yanked her jeans down roughly, exposing her bare ass and soaked panties.
“Fuck,” you muttered, voice lower now, guttural. “Already wet?”
“For someone I hate,” she threw back, “you sure make me drip.”
You shoved her panties aside and pushed two fingers inside her. She gasped, clutching the couch cushions.
“You’re tight,” you murmured, thrusting your fingers in and out with sharp, wet sounds. “Clenching like you’ve been waiting for this.”
She moaned louder, cheeks flushed, pride barely holding on. “Shut up and fuck me already.”
You undid your pants with one hand, still working her open with the other. She whined when you pulled away.
A moment later, your cock pushed against her soaked entrance.
“You want it?” you asked, teasing the head against her folds.
“Do it or I’ll scream your name loud enough for your neighbors to jerk off to,” she threatened.
You slammed into her in one hard thrust.
“Fuck!” she cried, arching back as you filled her completely. “That’s it—fuck, just like that—”
You pounded her relentlessly, hips slapping against her ass, the room echoing with obscene sounds—skin on skin, moans, filthy words between gritted teeth.
Her insults had turned into praises. “Yes—harder! Don’t stop, fuck me, fuck me like you hate me!”
You grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against you, your cock pistoning in and out. Her legs were shaking.
“I do hate you,” you breathed against her ear. “That’s why I’m fucking you like this. You don’t deserve soft.”
“Good,” she moaned. “Soft is boring.”
You slapped her ass, making her cry out. “Say you like it.”
“I—fuck—I like it! I like when you use me!”
You grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her upright so your chest pressed against her back. You kept thrusting, deep and cruel.
“You’re mine right now,” you whispered. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” she moaned. “This pussy’s yours—fuck—”
You spun her around and lifted her up, letting her legs wrap around you. You shoved her back against the wall, fucking up into her as she clung to you.
“God, you feel so good,” she whimpered, eyes glassy. “You fill me so well—hate you so much but I need this—need your cock—”
You kissed her again—messy, biting—before pulling back and thrusting harder.
Her nails dug into your back. Her moans were pure sin now.
“I’m gonna cum,” she breathed, eyes fluttering. “I’m gonna—”
You growled against her neck, slamming into her one last time before spilling deep inside. Her walls clamped down hard as she came, crying out your name.
You both stayed like that, breathing heavily, her clinging to you, your cum dripping down her thigh.
She pulled back after a moment, messy hair, dazed eyes, smirking lips.
“Still hate me?”
You looked at her. “More than ever.”
She grinned. “Good. Let’s do it again.”
Your hands were still shaking.
Your shirt was half-off.
And Shuhua hadn’t even tried to fix her hair—just stood there, sweaty, dripping, legs still trembling from how hard she came.
She looked proud of it. Like a war trophy.
You were still inside her, softening slowly. Her arms were around your neck like she belonged there. You hated that.
“Good,” she said again, brushing her lips against yours, voice still breathless. “Let’s do it again.”
Your jaw clenched. “You’re insatiable.”
“I’m bored,” she corrected, rolling her hips just enough to make you groan. “And you still haven’t made me cum the way I really want.”
“Oh yeah?” You pulled back, letting her legs fall to the ground, your slick cock slipping out of her with a lewd sound. “Tell me what you want then.”
She smirked and dragged a finger down your chest. “I want you on your knees.”
You blinked. “Excuse me?”
“On. Your. Knees.” She pushed you backward by the chest until your knees hit the carpet. “Use your mouth.”
“Maybe if you begged—”
She slapped you.
Not hard, not serious. But enough to stun you.
Your face whipped to the side as she grabbed your chin and forced you to look up.
“No more talking,” she whispered. “Earn your second round.”
You looked up at her, hair messy, tits out, cum sliding down her thighs—and you hated how fast your cock started getting hard again.
With a deep breath, you grabbed her by the hips and buried your mouth between her legs.
She gasped immediately, grabbing your hair with both hands. “That’s it—fuck, yes—don’t stop—”
You licked up your own cum just to spite her. She twitched, head falling back. Her taste was bitter, warm, soaked in heat. You flattened your tongue against her clit, sucked hard, and felt her whole body jerk.
“You like that?” you growled between licks. “Like being eaten after I already ruined you?”
She whined, tugging your hair tighter. “I hate you—I hate you so fucking much—”
You pushed two fingers inside her while sucking on her clit.
She screamed.
“That’s right,” you growled. “Cum for me again. You’re soaked. You’re dripping. You came for the guy you can’t stand. What does that make you?”
“A fucking whore,” she moaned. “Your whore. I don’t care—I’ll take it—I’ll take anything if you keep—fuck, fuck, fuck—!”
She came hard on your mouth, thighs shaking around your head, fists in your hair, crying out your name with a desperation you hadn’t heard before.
When she finally let go, she nearly collapsed on top of you.
You pulled her onto your lap, kissing her messily, grabbing her tits, rolling her nipples between your fingers.
“You’re sick,” you muttered.
“You make me sick,” she whispered back, grinding her hips on your cock, slick and slippery and already lining herself up again. “But I need you inside.”
You didn’t say anything. You just grabbed her by the throat and shoved your cock back into her in one brutal thrust.
She screamed into your neck.
“No prep,” she cried. “You’re so rough—fuck—”
“You asked for it,” you growled, thrusting up into her as she rode you, her tits bouncing in your face, her mouth open in a moan.
She was tighter than before, overstimulated and shaking, but she wanted it. You could see it in her eyes—the need, the fire, the twisted hunger that mirrored yours.
You grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back.
“Say it,” you hissed. “Say you like me ruining you.”
“I love it,” she gasped. “I love being used by you—I want your cum again—I want it all over my tits this time, please—”
You flipped her over and bent her in half, pressing her knees to her chest as you fucked her with everything you had.
The sounds were obscene. Wet, fast, furious.
Her nails clawed your arms.
You spit on her chest and smeared it with your palm before sucking her nipple into your mouth.
“Fuck, yes—yes—yes—!” she cried. “Use me! Fill me—please—I want all of it—!”
You weren’t going to last long. The way she begged, the way she clenched, the way her body shook beneath yours like she was addicted—
“I’m close,” you grunted. “Where do you want it?”
“My tits,” she panted. “Mark me. Paint me. Fuck, please—”
You pulled out at the last second, stroked yourself hard, and exploded all over her chest. Thick ropes of cum hit her tits, her neck, even her chin.
She looked up at you with that smug, ruined smile.
And then she dipped two fingers into the mess on her chest and licked it off.
“You really have a problem,” you said, breathless.
“You’re my problem,” she said with a wink. “And I’m not done with you yet.”
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As they performed the final take, Mark's elbow accidentally collided with Leeseo's chest."I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, his face flushing with embarrassment. But Leeseo just giggled, a mischievous glint in her eye."It's okay," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the music."I kind of liked it."Hours later, Leeseo found herself standing outside Mark's hotel room, her heart racing with anticipation.
She knocked softly on the door, her knuckles barely making a sound against the wood. After a moment, the door swung open, revealing Mark standing there in a loose-fitting t-shirt and sweatpants. His hair was slightly disheveled, as if he had been running his fingers through it nervously."Leeseo," he breathed, surprise etched on his handsome face."What Are you doing here?"Leeseo bit her lip, suddenly feeling shy. "I... I wanted to see you," she admitted, her cheeks flushing a soft pink."Can I come in?"
Mark nodded, stepping aside to let her enter.The hotel room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small lamp on the bedside table. Leeseo walked in, her eyes scanning the room before settling back on Mark.
"Why did you want to see me?" he asked, closing the door behind her.
Leeseo turned to face Mark, her heart pounding in her chest. Shetook a deep breath, gathering her courage before speaking. "I... I couldn't stop thinking about you after our dance shoot,"she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper."The Way you touched me, even if it was accidental... it made me feel things I've never felt before."She stepped closer to him, her eyes locked on his. "I wanted to feel that again," she murmured, reaching out to place her hand on his chest. "I wanted to feel your touch, intentionally this time."
Mark's breath hitched as Leeseo's hand made contact with his chest. He could feel the warmth of her palm seeping through his shirt, igniting a fire within him."Leeseo," he breathed, his voice husky with desire."Are you sure about this?"Leeseo nodded, her eyes never leaving his."
Mark's hands slowly slid up Leeseo's arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.He cupped her face gently, his thumbs caressing her cheeks as he leaned in closer. Their lips were mere inches apart, their breaths mingling in the small space between them.Leeseo's heart raced with anticipation, her body trembling slightly as she awaited Mark's kiss.Finally, he closed the distance, pressing his lips against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. It was a kiss filled with longing and desire, a kiss that spoke volumes without uttering a single word.Leeseo melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around Mark's neck as she pulled him closer. Their bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly as if they were made for each other. Mark's hands roamed her back, his touch igniting a fire within her that she had never experienced before.
As the kiss deepened, Mark's hands slid down to Leeseo's hips, gripping them possessively. He pulled her flush against him, allowing her to feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against her stomach.Leeseo gasped into the kiss, her fingers tangling in Mark's hair as she ground her hips against his. Mark groaned, his lips trailing along her jawline and down her neck. He nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin, marking her as his.Leeseo's head fell back, giving him better access to her neck. Her hands slid under his shirt, exploring the toned muscles of his back. Mark's shirt was quickly discarded, followed by Leeseo's top, leaving them both bare from the waist up. Mark's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of Leeseo's bare breasts. He leaned down, capturing one nipple in his mouth and sucking gently.
Leeseo arched into Mark's touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as he lavished attention on her breasts. His hands roamed her body, caressing every curve and dip as if he were trying to memorize her by touch alone.He laid her down on the bed, hovering over her as he kissed a path down her stomach.His fingers hooked into the waistband of her pants, slowly pulling them down along with her underwear.Leeseo lifted her hips to help him, kicking the clothing away once they were off. Mark paused for a moment, taking in the sight of her naked and spread out beneath him. He looked like a man starved, ready to devour her whole.Leeseo bit her lip, her cheeks flushed with arousal and a hint of nerves."Mark," she breathed, her voice trembling with need."Please..."She didn't need to say more. Mark understood her plea.
Mark settled between Leeseo's legs, his breath hot against her core. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire and affection."You're so beautiful," he murmured, before leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to her folds. Leeseo gasped, her hips jerking at the contact. Mark smiled against her, his tongue darting out to taste her. She was sweet and intoxicating, and he knew he would never get enough.He began to explore her with his mouth, his tongue delving deep into her channel before flicking against her clit. Leeseo's hands fisted in the sheets, her back arching off the bed as pleasure coursed through her. Mark's hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as he feasted on her like a man possessed.He Brought her to the brink of orgasm multiple times, only to back off and start again, driving her crazy with desire.
"Mark, please,"Leeseo begged, her voice hoarse with need."I can't take it anymore. I need you inside me."Mark groaned against her, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body. He kissed his way up her stomach and chest, pausing to worship her breasts before capturing her lips in a searing kiss.Leeseo could taste herself on his tongue, the flavor only serving to heighten her arousal. She reached between them, wrapping her hand around his hard length and guiding him to her entrance."Leeseo," Mark gasped, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. "Are you sure?"Leeseo nodded, her eyes locked on his."I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I want you, Mark.All of you."With a final thrust of his hips, Mark entered her, burying himself deep inside her warmth. They both moaned at the sensation, their bodies trembling with pleasure.
Mark began to move, his hips setting a slow, steady pace.Leeseo wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper.Their bodies moved in perfect synchronization, as if they had been made for each other.Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, their breaths coming in short gasps and moans.Leeseo's nails dug into Mark's back, marking him as hers. Mark's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.They chased their release together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.When it finally hit, it was like a tidal wave crashing over them. Leeseo cried out Mark's name, her body convulsing with pleasure. Mark followed shortly after, his own release ripping through him as he spilled himself inside her.They Collapsed together, Mark's head resting on Leeseo's chest as they both struggled to catch their breath.
As their heart rates slowly returned to normal, Mark rolled off of Leeseo and pulled her into his arms. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Neither of them spoke, content to simply bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking.But eventually, reality began to set in.Leeseo sighed, tracing patterns on Mark's chest with her finger."What happens now?"she asked softly."Do we just pretend this never happened and go back to being colleagues?"Mark tightened his arm around her, pulling her closer."I don't want to pretend," he said firmly."Icare about you, Leeseo. More than I've cared about anyone in a long time. I want to be with you, if you'll have me."Leeseo's heart swelled with emotion. She looked up at Mark, her eyes shining with tears of joy."I want that too,"
Leeseo smiled, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to Mark's lips."Then it's settled," she murmured against his mouth."We'll figure it out, together."Mark returned her kiss, pouring all of his affection and love into it. When they finally broke apart, both of them were grinning like fools. Leeseo snuggled back into Mark's arms, feeling safer and more content than she ever had before. Mark held her close, his chin resting on top of her head. Their legs were tangled together, and their breaths began to even out as sleep slowly claimed them.Outside the window, the city lights twinkled and the moon hung high in the sky. But inside the hotel room, all that mattered was the two people wrapped up in each other's arms, their hearts beating in sync as they drifted off to sleep, ready to face whatever the future held for their new relationship.
AN: ?
Tags: BDSM, Daddy Kink, Male Dom, Leash, blindfold, sex toy, ganging ball, anal bead, vibrator, deep throat, anal, slut shaming.
Lengths : 10k
I twirl the pen between my fingers, the cool metal gliding effortlessly over my knuckles. The principal's voice drones on in the background, recounting tales of academic triumphs as if they were epic battles. His words bounce off the walls of the stuffy conference room, each syllable a declaration of pride. Yet, my mind is a million miles away, lost in the silent dance of my fidgeting hand.
"And the SAT scores," he says, slapping his hand down on the table for emphasis, "have never been higher. All thanks to the study group that Lee Joonki Seongsaenim has tirelessly organized and mentored." The Head of the School Foundation nods sagely, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that feels almost tangible.
I stand up from my chair, my knees popping gently. The room turns to look at me as I bow with respect, the corners of my mouth twitching into a smile that feels both genuine and forced. The applause starts tentatively, a few hands clapping together in polite acknowledgment before it swells into a crescendo.
After the clapping stopped, The head of the foundation looked at me and said, "What's your secret that can increase student achievement, Lee -Seongsaenim".
"Bonds," I reply, my voice clear and confident, "A strong bond between teacher and student is the catalyst for true learning." I look around the table, meeting the eyes of my fellow teachers, the school board, and the proud parents. They lean in, eager to catch every word like it's a whisper of academic alchemy.
"It's not about the hours we spend cramming for tests or the pages of notes we cover. It's about the connections we forge, the trust we build. When students believe in themselves, they can achieve anything.”
The room is quiet for a moment, digesting my words. Then, like a wave, the congratulations begin. Coworkers pat me on the back, their smiles wide and sincere. Parents approach with handshakes and warm words, their eyes shining with hope that their children might one day be as successful as my study group. The principal beams with pride, his handshake firm, his praise unceasing.
But Mr. Park, the disciplinary teacher, remains still, his eyes on me from across the room. His expression is unreadable, but his posture is tense, like a bowstring pulled too tight. As the crowd thins, he makes his way over, his footsteps deliberate and heavy. He stops beside me, leaning in close.
"Lee-seongsaenim," he whispers, his voice a low rumble, "you're needed in my office.”
The four students flanking the office walls snap to attention, their stretched arms trembling with the effort. Each one holds a hand out, palms flat against the wall, their fingers spread wide in a silent plea for reprieve. I follow Mr. Park's gaze to the young woman with magenta hair, her eyes glued to the floor. A hpiece of chewing gum clings to her teeth, the bright pink stark against her pale skin. She's one of my brightest pupils, Leeseo, but today she's in a world of trouble.
"They were smoking," Mr. Park says, his voice a gruff whisper, as if speaking too loudly would shatter the fragile silence of the room. "They know the rules, especially her."
I nod solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation. Leeseo is not just any student; she's the poster child for our school's academic success, a beacon of hope for the community. If word got out about this, it could tarnish the study group's reputation, and with it, my own. "Thank you for bringing this to my attention," I reply, my voice low and even. "I'll handle it.”
Mr. Park nods curtly, his jaw tight, and motions for the other three to follow him out. The door clicks shut with a finality that echoes through the room. I turn to face Leeseo, my heart racing. She's always been a challenge, her sharp mind and rebellious streak a constant source of both frustration and fascination for me. But this...this is a new level of trouble.
In a teasing and spoiled tone, she looks up at me, her voice a playful purr, "Thank you Songsaenim." She's trying to charm her way out of this, the same way she does when she hasn't done her homework or talked back in class.
But I'm not fooled. I reply sternly, "Don't be happy,yet Leeseo, your punishment is still there because you're a naughty student." I pull out a stack of polio paper from my desk drawer, the rustling sound cutting through the thick air like a knife. The tension in the room sharpens as she watches me.
"I want you to write the word 'apologize' on each of these papers," I instruct, placing the stack in front of her. The challenge in her gaze turns into a smoldering defiance. She takes the papers, her fingertips brushing against mine for a split second. The electricity of the moment jolts through me.
Leeseo starts writing, the tip of her tongue peeking out between her teeth in concentration. The room is silent except for the scratching of her pen against the paper. The scent of her shampoo wafts over to me, a faint floral fragrance that clashes with the sterile office. She's wearing her school uniform, but it hangs on her like a second skin, revealing the contours of her body in a way that sends a shiver down my spine.
I lean back in my chair, my eyes never leaving her. Her hand moves in a mesmerizing rhythm, each stroke a silent declaration of defiance. She glances up at me, a mischievous spark in her eyes. I look away, focusing on the wall clock, its ticking a metronome to the rhythm of my racing heart. It's a struggle to keep my emotions in check, but I can't let her see the turmoil she stirs within me.
The hours tick by, the sun casting shifting patterns on the floor as it sinks lower in the sky. The room feels like it's shrinking, the walls closing in, as if the very air is thick with our shared secret. The other students have long since left, their footsteps echoing down the deserted hallways. We're the only two souls in the vast school, and the weight of our solitude presses down on us like a heavy blanket.
Leeseo finishes her task, her hand cramping from the endless repetition of the same word. She slides the stack of paper across the desk, her eyes never leaving mine. They're a deep, dark brown, swirling with a mix of emotions that I can't quite decipher. Defiance, sure, but there's something else there, something that makes my chest tighten.
I take the papers.As I flip through them, my eyes widen. Instead of "apologize," she's written "fuck me" over and over again.
"Leeseo-ssi," I say, trying to keep my voice calm, "this is not what I asked for."
She raises an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth quirking up in a smug smile. "My apologies, Songsaenim," she replies, her tone as light as a feather. "It seems my pen had a mind of its own today."
Her words hang in the air, charged with a tension that's palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. I swipe the gum from her teeth with a napkin, the sticky residue clinging to my fingers like the reality of what she's done. "This isn't funny, Leeseo," I say, my voice tight. "You know the consequences.”
Leeseo smirks, then leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. "I was ready for his consequences," she says, her voice a purr that sends a shiver down my spine. "Daddy."
The word hangs in the air, a stark reminder of the secret we've been sharing. Our eyes lock, the tension in the room now a living, breathing entity that seems to pulse with every beat of our hearts.
"Leeseo," I begin, my voice a mix of sternness and something else, something that makes my throat tighten. "You know the rules, and you know the consequences of breaking them." I slide the glasses onto my nose, the frame cool against my skin. The lenses frame her face, making her look even more like the angelic troublem-maker she is.
Her eyes widen a fraction, the smile still playing on her lips as she nods. The room feels smaller now, as if the walls are closing in on us, trapping us in this moment. She's so close, I can almost feel her breath on my cheek.
"Yes, Daddy. a punishment right?"she murmurs, her voice a caress that sends a thrill through me.
"Bend over," I say, my voice an icy command that slices through the tension.
She arches an eyebrow but complies, her hands flat on the desk. I stand up and move behind her, the fabric of her skirt whispering against my legs. I can't help but notice how the fabric clings to her, hinting at the curves beneath. The room feels hot, the air thick with the anticipation of what's to come.
As I lift her skirt, my eyes widen at the sight of her black thong, barely concealing the plump mounds of her buttocks.
"Leeseo," I murmur, "not only are you breaking the rules with smoking, but your underwear is indecent as well." I can feel the heat radiating from her body, the scent of her perfume mingling with the faint scent of smoke. My hand hovers over the thin fabric, the urge to touch her, to claim her, almost overwhelming.
With a deep breath, I bring my hand down firmly on her buttocks, the slap echoing through the room. She gasps, her body jolting forward from the impact. "You're a naughty girl, Leeseo," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "This is your punishment."
My hand lingers for a moment before I pull back, delivering another sharp slap. She bites her lip to stifle a moan, the sound sending a jolt of desire through me.
Her skin is hot to the touch, the fabric of her thong stretched taut. Each time my hand connects with her flesh, it's as if a bolt of lightning shoots through me, igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. The smack of my palm against her cheeks is rhythmic, a drumbeat of passion that resonates in the air. She squirms slightly, pushing back into my touch, her breathing ragged.
Leeseo's moans aren't of pain but rather of something deeper, a blend of pleasure and submission that's as intoxicating as it is wrong. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her teeth digging into her bottom lip to keep from crying out. It's a sound that echoes in my chest, a siren's song that calls to the beast within me. And with each smack, the beast grows bolder, my resolve to keep our relationship strictly professional crumbling like sandcastles in the face of a relentless tide.
The room is a cocoon of desire, the only sounds the slap of my hand against her skin and our heavy breaths. I can feel the heat of her body, the tremble of her legs as she braces herself against the desk. Her submission is a drug, a potent cocktail that goes straight to my head, making me feel more powerful than the applause that had filled the conference room earlier.
Her skin turns a rosy hue with each impact, a canvas for my dominance. The thought that she's too young, that this is wrong, flickers in the back of my mind, but the beast inside me snuffs it out like a candle in the wind. She's not just a student anymore; she's mine to mold, to discipline, to control. And she's loving every second of it.
"Look at you," I murmur, the words a dark whisper in the stillness of the room. "So eager to please, even when you're in trouble." She pants softly, her cheeks flushed, the fabric of her thong growing damp with her arousal. "I think you've enjoyed this little lesson a bit too much, haven't you?"
Leeseo nods, her eyes still squeezed shut. "Yes, Daddy," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.
My hand lingers on her skin, the heat from her body seeping into me, fueling the fire within. I can feel my own desire growing, pressing against the confines of my pants, demanding release. "Good girl," I murmur, stroking her reddened flesh gently. The smoothness of her skin is a stark contrast to the harshness of the punishment I've just administered, and the sight of her trembling under my touch sends a shiver of pleasure through me.
Leeseo's eyes are still squeezed shut, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. Her cheeks are flushed, and the wetness of her arousal has soaked through the thin fabric of her thong, leaving a dark patch that's visible even in the dim light of the office. She's lost in the moment, in the dance of pain and pleasure that we've been sharing, and it's a sight that's both thrilling and terrifying.
"Don't be happy first, my little slut," I murmur, the words slipping from my lips like a dark confession. "Your punishment is not finished." She whimpers at the sound of my voice, her body jolting slightly as she registers my words.
Leeseo looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
"Punish this naughty girl, Daddy," she whispers, the words a sweet, seductive invitation that sends a shiver down my spine. Her pupils are dilated, her breathing quick and shallow.
I remember the days when I was just a teacher, imparting knowledge to eager young minds, receiving respectful nods and greetings in the hallways. Now, in this moment, I'm something else entirely - a dominating presence that she craves, a secret she holds tight to her chest like a treasure. The power dynamics have shifted in a way that's both thrilling and alarming.
It all started with Leeseo, the naughty girl with the potential to burn the school down with her rebellious spirit and lack of academic ambition. She was a puzzle to me, a challenge that I couldn't ignore. Her beauty was the kind that didn't just turn heads; it made you question your very existence, a siren's call that I couldn't resist. I saw the spark in her eyes, the hunger for something more than the mundane world of textbooks and tests. So, I took her under my wing, guiding her, pushing her to reach heights she never thought possible.
At first, it was just the typical teacher-student relationship. I corrected her papers, gave her extra tutoring, and watched her grades slowly but surely climb. But then, something shifted. The way she looked at me changed. It was as if she saw something in me that no one else did. And in return, I saw the potential in her that she kept hidden, the intelligence that was buried beneath the layers of defiance.
It was like watching a caterpillar turn into a butterfly. Each time she answered a question in class, each paper she turned in with a newfound enthusiasm, I felt a thrill of pride. Leeseo was a challenge, but she was also a muse. Her naughty antics were a distraction, but they were also a catalyst for our bond. It was a fine line we tread, a dance of authority and desire that grew more intoxicating with every step.
That night, after the final bell had rung and the hallways had emptied, she had lingered in the classroom. She was always the last to leave, as if she craved the solitude that came with the empty school. I had offered to help her with a particularly tricky assignment, and she had eagerly agreed, her eyes shining with a mix of hope and mischief.
As we worked, our bodies grew closer, the tension in the air thickening. It was palpable, a force that pulled us together like magnets. Her scent was intoxicating, a sweet perfume that seemed to cling to the very fabric of the room. And with each passing minute, the line between student and teacher grew blurrier until it was nothing but a memory.
That night, in the quiet solitude of the empty classroom, Leeseo had unlocked something within me. A hunger for power, for control. The way she looked at me, with a mix of admiration and lust, had brought out a dominant side that had lain dormant for too long. It was as if she saw the man behind the teacher's façade, the one who craved to claim her, to make her submit to my will. And in that moment, she had become more than just a student; she had become my muse, my obsession.
Now, in the stark light of the office, the reality of our situation hits me like a sledgehammer. She's still bent over the desk, her skirt riding up to expose her bare, reddened skin. The fabric of her thong is damp with her arousal, the evidence of our forbidden dance. She looks back at me, her eyes gleaming with excitement, her breath hitching in her throat as she awaits my next command.
I reach for her bag, the one she always carries with her, a pink monstrosity that clashes with the austere surroundings of the school. "Let's see what my favorite slutty student brought," I say, my voice a mix of amusement and dominance. Leeseo giggles, the sound light and airy, like a feather dancing in the wind.
I pull the bag's zipper open, and the contents spill onto the desk with a clatter. The room feels suddenly alive with the sound, a stark contrast to the quiet punctuated only by our breaths moments before. Textbooks and notebooks are nowhere to be seen. Instead, a treasure trove of adult toys tumbles out, a kaleidoscope of colors that seems to mock the seriousness of the situation. Vibrators of various sizes, a set of shiny nipple clamps, a string of anal beads, a blindfold, a leather leash, and a gagging ball.
"Is this the school equipment that a student should have brought?" I ask, picking up a small, sleek vibrator. It buzzes to life in my palm, the sound echoing off the walls like a sinister lullaby.
Leeseo giggles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think it's all the appropriate equipment for my learning, Daddy," she purrs, her voice thick with the promise of what's to come. The sight of her bent over the desk, her cheeks flaming red, sends a jolt of electricity through me. She's right, of course.
My fingers trace the length of the vibrator, the smoothness of the silicone a stark contrast to the harshness of the desk's surface.
"Is that so?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. "And what do you think Daddy should teach you with this, My little slut?”
Leeseo's eyes light up with mischief, her smile spreading like wildfire. "Whatever Daddy wishes," she says, her voice a siren's call that I can't resist. "But maybe," she adds, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "we could use it to make sure I never forget this lesson."
My grin widens, the thrill of the situation sending a rush of adrenaline through my veins. "Of course, the teacher's job is to teach students," I reply, my voice a mix of amusement and authority. "And if using this little device will ensure you remember the rules, then I'm more than happy to oblige.”
Leeseo's eyes widen with anticipation, the pupils dilating as she watches me.
She whispers, "Please, teach your useless little slut, Daddy." The words hang in the air, thick with wanton lust. It's a challenge and a declaration, a promise of the dark delights that await us both.
As if understanding the unspoken command in my gaze, she slowly opens the buttons of her white shirt, one by one. Each button released is a silent confession, a promise of the forbidden fruit she's been hiding beneath her school uniform. Her shirt still on her body as revealing the sheer black bra that struggles to contain her plump, busty breasts. They're so full, so ripe, that they spill over the cups, the fabric stretched to its limits. Her nipples are hard, poking through the fabric like tiny pebbles, begging for attention.
Her skirt rises, exposing the milky skin of her stomach, the fabric of her panties a stark contrast against the crimson that's spreading across her bottom. She's a vision of innocence and sin wrapped in a single package, and I can't tear my eyes away. She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt, pulling it up to expose her smooth, bare thighs. The hem of her skirt sits just below her navel, a teasing promise of what's to come.
With a flick of her hips, Leeseo lowers her panties, the fabric peeling away to reveal the plump, glistening flesh of her sex. She's bare, waxed smooth, and the sight of her bald mound sends a jolt of lust through me. The thong is a black lace band that sits snugly around her hips, leaving her most intimate parts on full display. Her labia are puffy and pink, the folds of her pussy swollen and inviting.
"Good girl," I murmur, my voice thick with desire. "Now, climb up on the table and spread those legs for Daddy."
Leeseo complies, her movements fluid and graceful. She's done this before, and it shows in the ease with which she assumes the position, her legs spread wide, her feet planted firmly on the floor. The sight of her bare, exposed pussy sends a wave of heat through me, my cock straining against the fabric of my pants.
I pick up the blindfold, the material cool and soft in my hand. It's a simple piece of black silk, but in this moment, it represents so much more. It's a symbol of her submission, of the trust she places in me, of the power dynamics that have shifted so dramatically in our relationship.
Leeseo's eyes are wide with anticipation, her pupils dilated with desire. "The first lesson," I murmur, letting the blindfold dangle from my fingers. "You have to hear more to be more obedient. Did you Understand ?"
Her nod is eager, her breathing shallow. "Understand, Daddy," she whispers.
I lean in, pressing a soft kiss to each of her eyebrows, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath my lips. Her eyes flutter shut as I tie the blindfold over her eyes, the silk a gentle caress that leaves her sightless. She gasps slightly, a delicate sound that's almost a moan. The room feels smaller, more intimate with this simple act, the anticipation a living, breathing entity that fills the space between us.
"Daddy?" she whispers, her voice tight with a mix of fear and excitement. I don't answer, letting the silence stretch out like a tightrope. She fidgets on the desk, the sound of her bare skin against the wood a soft whisper in the quiet. "Daddy, where are you?" she asks again, her voice trembling.
I chuckle, the sound low and dark. "I'm right here, my little slut," I murmur, watching her reach out blindly, her hand grasping at the empty air. The power of the moment fills me, a heady rush that makes me feel invincible. With a swift move, I catch her hand in mine, her pulse racing beneath my fingertips. "Don't worry," I say, my voice a gentle rumble, "I ain't going anywhere."
My fingers trace her juicy, seductive lips, the touch feather-light. She gasps, her body tensing, waiting for more.
"Are you ready for the next lesson?" I ask, the anticipation in the air so thick it could be cut with a knife.
Leeseo's response is immediate, a soft, "Yes, Daddy," that sends a shiver down my spine. Her voice is a warm caress, a promise of sweet obedience wrapped in a velvet ribbon of submission.
I lean in closer, the scent of her arousal mixing with the faint smell of smoke that still clings to her. Our faces are just inches apart, our breaths mingling in the charged air of the room. Then, my lips are on hers, a soft, lingering kiss that speaks of the depth of our connection. Her mouth is soft and pliant, yielding to my dominance without hesitation. I can feel the heat of her, the passion that simmers just beneath the surface.
Her lips are like the sweetest strawberries, ripe and delicious, and I can't help but nip at them gently. She gasps into the kiss, the sound sending a thrill through me. The taste of her is addictive, the sweetness of her strawberry lip gloss a tantalizing addition to the heady cocktail of lust. Our kiss deepens, our tongues dancing together, a silent promise of what's to come.
Leeseo's hands come up to grip the edges of the desk, her nails digging into the wood. She moans into my mouth, the sound muffled by our joined lips. I can feel her body arching towards me, begging for more. She's lost in the moment, in the sensation of my touch, my kiss.
Our kiss turns frenzied, our tongues dueling in a dance of dominance and submission. She's powerless under me, her body responding instinctively to my every touch. Her mouth is my playground, my tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. The taste of her is intoxicating, a mix of sweetness and desire that has me craving more.
When I finally pull my lips from hers, she whimpers, her tongue darting out to chase after mine. It's a sight that's both endearing and incredibly arousing. Leeseo's face is a picture of need, her mouth slightly open, searching for the kiss she's grown to crave. Her eyes are still squeezed shut behind the blindfold, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, her breasts straining against the confines of her bra.
"The second lesson," I murmur, my voice a seductive whisper that fills the room. "Silence is gold." With that, I pick up the gagging ball, the plastic cool to the touch. It's a small, round sphere with a strap attached, perfect for keeping a naughty student like her quiet. "Open your mouth," I command, and she does so without hesitation, her trust in me unwavering.
Leeseo's mouth opens like a delicate
, the pink of her tongue peeking out, begging for the intrusion. I place the ball gently on her tongue, watching as she closes her lips around it. Her eyes are still blinded by the silk, her expression a mix of excitement and apprehension. The sight of her taking the gag so willingly sends a jolt of desire through me, making my cock throb even more.
"Good girl," I murmur again, stroking her hair as I tie the strap tightly around her head. Her eyes widen slightly as the fabric tightens, but she makes no move to resist, instead letting out a muffled moan that sends a shiver down my spine.
"You're going to be such a good little slut for Daddy," I whisper, my voice a dark promise.
My eyes fall on the prize, her busty chest heaving with anticipation behind the sheer black fabric of her bra. The cups are pushed up by her full breasts, creating a tantalizing view that I can't resist. With a flick of my wrist, I release the clasp at the back, and the material falls away, revealing the soft, round mounds of
breasts.
Her nipples are a deep pink, standing at attention like two little soldiers eager for a mission. The sight of them sends a bolt of lust through me, and I can't help but lean in to take one in my mouth, suckling gently. Leeseo arches her back, the gag muffling her moan of pleasure. She's so responsive, so eager to please,
like a symphony of desire playing out before me.
My tongue traces the softness of her breasts, the taste of her skin like a sweet nectar that I can't get enough of. Her flesh yields to the gentle pressure of my teeth, the sensation sending a jolt of excitement to my core. I lick and nip, savoring the sounds of her pleasure that echo
the room despite the gag.
Her moans are muffled by the ball in her mouth, but they're loud in the silence, a symphony of pleasure that's music to my ears. Her face is a canvas of ecstasy, her cheeks flushed, eyes closed tightly behind the blindfold. Her body moves in time with my ministrations, a silent dance of desire that's more eloquent than any words could ever be.
But I've taught her that pleasure
always be balanced with pain, a delicate equilibrium that keeps the flames of our secret burning bright. So, after a moment, I pull away, letting her catch her breath. I hover my hand over her chest, feeling the heat radiating from her skin.
"Puffing up the chest out of pride," I murmur, "will only lead to hatred."
With a smirk, I resume my punishment, slapping her breasts with a firm, rhythmic motion. The sound fills the room, a sharp crack echoing through the silence like a whip. Leeseo's body jolts with each strike, her eyes squeezed shut behind the blindfold. Her moans are muffled by the gag, but the way she squirms on the desk tells me she's feeling every sensation. The sweet agony of pain mixed with pleasure.
Her nipples are now a deep, dark red, standing out like two delicious berries begging to be picked. I lean in close, blowing gently on the sensitive peaks. The contrast of the cool air against her hot skin makes her gasp, her body arching off the desk. Then, I capture one in my mouth, sucking hard.
After sucking her breast, with a contented smile, I admire my handiwork. Her breasts are a canvas of red and white, the perfect blend of pain and pleasure. The sight of her like this, my fingers playing her body like a maestro conducting an orchestra, is a masterpiece that I can't help but smile at. Her breathing is ragged, her moans a sweet symphony that only I get to hear.
I pick up the nipple clamps, their metal cool against my palm. The anticipation of feeling them clamp down on her sensitive flesh sends a thrill through me. She knows what's coming, her breath hitching as she feels the coolness of the metal graze against her swollen nipples. With a quick, decisive movement, I attach one to each side, watching as the color deepens to a darker shade of red.
Leeseo's scream is instant, muffled by the gag, but the way her body jerks tells me she feels it all. She tries to pull away, but the clamps hold firm, reminding her that she's mine to do with as I wish. I take the remote, the power in my hand like a conductor's baton. I set the level at the bottom, watching as her body relaxes slightly at the gentle vibration.
"This is what happens when you forget your place, my Little Slut," I say, my voice a mix of affection and reprimand. "You get too proud, you get too loud, and then Daddy has to remind you of your manners."
Leeseo's scream is instant, muffled by the gag, but the way her body jerks tells me she feels it all. She tries to pull away, but the clamps hold firm, reminding her that she's mine to do with as I wish. I take the remote, the power in my hand like a conductor's baton. I set the level at the bottom, watching as her body relaxes slightly at the gentle vibration.
Leeseo nods, the movement causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. The clamps add an extra pinch of pain, and she gasps.
"Good Little slut," I murmur, stroking her cheek. Then, I lean in closer to whisper in her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "Now, get on all fours, and show Daddy that pretty little ass of yours."
Her body moves with a grace that belies the situation, her legs parting to give me the view I want. Her ass is high in the air, the cheeks plump and inviting. The sight of her like this, so open and exposed, sends a bolt of desire through me. The previous slaps have left her skin rosy, the imprint of my hand a stark reminder of her punishment.
I lean in, my mouth watering as I spit on her tight little ass hole. The wetness glistens in the light, a beacon of depravity that calls for my attention. With a gentle push, I slide one finger inside her, the warmth of her body enveloping it like a glove. She tenses for a moment, then relaxes, letting out a muffled groan of pleasure.
I wiggle my digit, feeling the muscles clench around it. She's so tight, so perfect, like she was made for this moment. "Ready for Daddy's second finger?" I ask, my voice low and teasing. She nods eagerly, her breathing shallow and rapid. With a smirk, I push a second finger into her, stretching her even further.
Leeseo's gasp is music to my ears, the sound of her pleasure muffled by the gag. I pump my fingers in and out of her, watching as her ass cheeks clench and release with each movement. Her body moves with me, a silent dance of desire that tells me she's more than ready for what's to come. I lean down, my face close to hers, my breath hot against her cheek. "Good my little slut" I murmur, "you're taking it so well. Ready for next Leeson."
With a smirk, I withdraw my fingers, her anus clenching around the emptiness left behind. She whimpers, her body begging for more, the desire clear in the way she arches her back. I stand, watching her for a moment, the anticipation thick in the air. Then, I pick up the string of anal beads from the desk, the shiny black beads a stark contrast against the paleness of her skin.
The first bead is the smallest, a delicate pearl that seems almost innocent. I hold it up for her to see, her eyes widening slightly behind the blindfold. "Lesson three, Leeseo," I murmur, the words a dark caress that sends a shiver through her body. "This is about manners."
With a gentle push, I slide the small bead into her ass, watching as it disappears with a soft pop. Her body tenses for a brief moment, then relaxes, the gag muffling her gasp. The sight of her taking it, so obediently, so eagerly, sends a jolt of desire through me. She's so eager to learn, so eager to please, and it's a heady feeling.
The second bead is slightly larger, and she takes it with a little more effort, her body adjusting to the new sensation. She's panting now, her breathing heavy with desire. The beads are a gentle introduction to the world of pain and pleasure that I intend to explore with her. Stroking her back, feeling the tension in her muscles as she takes the third one, even larger than the first two.
The fourth bead is a bit more of a challenge. It's a medium size, and I can see the hesitation in her body as she feels it pressing against her tight opening. "Take it," I command, my voice firm, yet gentle. She nods, her eyes pleading with me. With a little more force, I push it in, watching as her ass stretches around the new intrusion. She gasps, the sound muffled by the gag, her body taut with the effort.
"That's my Little slut," I praise, watching as she adjusts to the new sensation. "Your dress is so immodest," I murmur, my eyes traveling down to her hips. The black lace thong is a stark contrast to the paleness of her skin, the fabric stretched tightly across her plump ass. "And that skirt of yours is much too short," I add, my voice taking on a sterner tone. "It's no wonder you got into trouble. Someone could've seen your slutty little ass."
With a smirk, I push the fifth and sixth medium beads into her at the same time. Leeseo's scream is muffled by the gag, but the sound is still deafening in the quiet room, her body trembling violently as the beads stretch her tight hole. Her ass cheeks clench around my hand, trying to push them out, but I hold firm, watching as the beads slide in with a wet pop. She's so wet, so ready for me, that I can feel myself getting harder just watching her take the punishment.
Finally, all six beads are nestled inside her, the string a taunting reminder of her obedience and submission. The sight of them disappearing into her body is one that I'll never get tired of, a visual feast that fuels my hunger. "Good girl," I murmur, stroking her back gently. "You're learning so quickly."
My attention shifts to her wet pussy, the scent of her arousal filling the air. It's slick and glistening, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her thighs. My cock throbs in my pants, begging for release. But this isn't about me, not yet.
Grabbing the vibrator, I feel the buzz of power in my hand, the toy a symbol of our twisted lessons. I flick it to life, the whirring sound a prelude to the symphony of pleasure and pain to come. Leeseo's body jerks at the sound, a shiver of anticipation running through her. "Ready for your final lesson, my little slut?" I ask, my voice low and gruff with desire.
Her nod is eager, almost frantic, her body begging for the release that she knows is coming. The gag in her mouth makes her moans sound like whimpers of need, the vibrations of the clamps on her nipples a constant reminder of her submission. She's so wet, so ready for me, that I can see the glisten of her arousal on her inner thighs.
With a gentle touch, I bring the vibrator closer to her pussy, the buzzing sound seemingly growing louder in the stillness of the room. Her body tenses, anticipating the contact, the heat of the toy a stark contrast to the coolness of the air. "Last lesson," I murmur, the words a dark promise. "You have to listen and obey your teacher. If I tell you not to cum, you have to do it."
The vibrator touches her wet folds, and she jolts, her body quivering with the first wave of pleasure. The light from the toy reflects off the slickness of her skin, creating a mesmerizing pattern on her inner thighs. "Remember, no matter how good it feels, don't you dare cum," I say, watching as she nods again, the gag moving up and down in her mouth.
I trace the vibrator up and down her slit, teasing her clit with feather-light strokes. Her breath hitches, and she squeezes her eyes shut tighter, her knuckles white on the edge of the desk. The sound of the vibrator fills the room, a low, steady hum that seems to echo the pulsing need in her body.
Leeseo's pussy is so wet that the toy leaves a shiny trail on her skin,
in the light. I can feel the vibrations through the desk, a silent testament to her building desire. But she holds back, her body a tight coil of need, fighting against the pleasure that's just out of reach. The clamps on her nipples are a constant reminder of the delicate balance between pain and pleasure, the sensation a sharp contrast to the gentle caress of the vibrator.
Her anus is still tender from the beads, each movement sending a jolt of pain through her that mingles with the pleasure from the vibrator. The beads are still lodged inside her, a silent reminder of her submission. With each stroke of the vibrator, she clenches around them, her body begging for release. Yet, she obeys my command, her moans a symphony of need and restraint.
Leeseo's body is a masterpiece of tension and desire, a canvas painted with the colors of our twisted game. I praise her endurance, my voice a gentle caress that belies the intensity of the scene. "Good girl," I murmur, "you're taking it so well." The words are a balm to her, a reassurance that she's pleasing me, that she's doing as she's told.
With a flick of my thumb, I increase the intensity of the nipple clamps, watching as her body jerks in response. The sound of the metal tightening is like a gunshot in the quiet room, a stark reminder of the power I hold over her. Yet she remains silent, a testament to her discipline. Her body arches, the vibrator still dancing on her clit, a silent symphony of need.
My free hand moves to the string of beads, my fingertips caressing the base before I give it a gentle tug. Leeseo's scream is muffled by the gag, but the desperation in her voice is clear. Her body shakes as the first bead pops out, the sudden release of pressure making her muscles spasm around the remaining beads. "So close, aren't you?" I whisper, my voice a dark caress in her ear.
With the flick of a switch, the vibrator's intensity doubles, the buzzing a relentless symphony of pleasure that she can't ignore. I press it harder against her clit, the slickness of her arousal making it slide effortlessly. She moans, the sound raw and needy. I praise her for holding back, my voice a gentle encouragement that only serves to fuel the fire burning in her core.
Then, with the simple command, "You can cum," Leeseo's body obeys, the dam breaking in an explosion of pleasure. Her pussy clenches around the vibrator, and a jet of fluid shoots out, soaking the study table beneath her. The scent of her release fills the air, musky and sweet, a testament to the power of our game. The sight of her squirting is a thing of beauty, a masterstroke in our secret art of desire.
I watch her ride the wave of pleasure, the vibrator still buried in her depths, her body shaking with the intensity of her climax. The beads are forgotten, their purpose served as she succumbs to the overwhelming sensation.
"Good little slut," I murmur, my voice a gentle praise in the aftermath of her orgasm. "You've learned so well.You deserve a reward for being such an obedient student."
Her breathing is still ragged, her chest heaving with the exertion. The gag has done its job, keeping her silent through her pleasure, but now it's time to let her speak, to hear the sweet sound of her voice. I reach behind her head and unbuckle the strap, her mouth opening with a gasp as the ball is removed.
"Th-thank you, Daddy," she whispers, her voice hoarse and filled with emotion.
With that, I unbuckle my belt, the sound of the leather sliding through the loops a sweet symphony to my ears. Leeseo's eyes follow the movement, a silent question hanging in the air. "On your knees," I command, and she obeys without hesitation, her legs moving with the grace of a dancer.
Her knees hit the cold floor with a soft thud, and she sits back, her ass in the air. The beads are still lodged in her tight hole, a reminder of the journey we've taken together. I loop the belt around her neck, pulling it tight to create a collar. The leather is warm from my body, a stark contrast to the coolness of the air.
With her school tie, I tie her hands behind her back, the knot tight and secure. She's completely at my mercy now, bound and blindfolded, her body a canvas of desire. The fabric of her tie feels smooth against her wrists, a gentle reminder of the power exchange in our secret lessons.
"Open your mouth," I instruct, my voice low and firm. Leeseo's lips part obediently, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation. She's like a starving animal, eager to be fed, and I'm the master who holds the key to her satisfaction. My cock is rock hard, straining against the fabric of my boxers, begging to be released into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.
With a swift movement, I pull down my zipper, the sound echoing in the stillness of the room. She gasps, her eyes widening behind the blindfold. I step closer, my cock springing free, standing tall and proud before her. The scent of our arousal is thick in the air, a heady perfume that fills my nostrils and sends a shiver down my spine.
Leeseo's mouth opens obediently, and I guide my cock to her lips, the tip just brushing against the warm, wetness of her mouth. She takes it eagerly, the velvet softness of her tongue swirling around me as she tastes me for the first time. I moan, the sound a mix of pleasure and dominance. Then, I grab the belt that's looped around her neck, the leather cool and firm in my grip.
With a gentle yet firm tug, I pull her closer, the belt tightening just enough to make her gasp. Her mouth opens wider, and I thrust into her, her teeth scraping along my shaft as I fill her up. The sensation is exquisite, a mix of pain and pleasure that makes me want to thrust deeper, to claim her completely. But I hold back, the teacher in me enjoying the slow, methodical approach.
"Mmhmm," I murmured, watching her eyes water. She nods again, her mouth full of my cock. I can feel her throat convulse as she tries to swallow around me, the tightness making me groan with satisfaction. "Good girl," I praise, my grip on the belt tightening slightly. "Take it all."
Leeseo's hands are bound behind her back, the tie digging into her wrists as she tries to hold still, to take me as deep as she can. Her nose is pressed against my pelvis, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucks me off with the enthusiasm of a student eager to impress her teacher.
"Did you enjoy your little gift, my dear?" I ask, my voice thick with lust as I watch her. Her only response is a muffled nod, the movement causing her to gag slightly around my cock. The vibrations of the clamps on her nipples are a constant reminder of her submission, a delicious torture that has her moaning around my length.
Leeseo's cheeks are flushed, her mouth stretched wide around my cock. The sight of her like this, bound and gagged, her body at my mercy, is intoxicating. "Mm, that's what I thought," I murmur, stroking her hair. "Now get ready, my little slut," I continue, "because Daddy's going to be a bit hard on you."
With that, I release my grip on the belt and grab the back of her head with both hands. The leather is still warm from the heat of her body, and the feel of it against my palms sends a shiver of excitement down my spine. I pull her closer, my cock sliding deeper into her mouth, the wetness of her saliva coating me as she struggles to keep up with the sudden change of pace.
Her eyes water, the tears mixing with the sweat that's already slicked her skin. But instead of pain, I see something else in her expression - a desperate need to please, a hunger that mirrors my own. She tries to moan around my cock, the sound muffled and needy, her body responding to the roughness of my treatment. The room is filled with the sounds of our harsh breathing and the wet sucking noises of her mouth, the symphony of our illicit encounter.
Finally, when I think she's had enough, when her cheeks are red and her chest is heaving with the effort to breathe, I pull out of her mouth with a wet pop. She gasps for air like a fish thrown onto dry land. I slap her cheek with the head of my cock, the wetness from her saliva leaving a glistening trail on her skin.
"Are you enjoying it?" I ask, my voice a dark purr that sends a shiver down her spine.
With the blindfold still on and her mouth cluttered by saliva, she replied with a gasp, "yes, Daddy."
Her voice was filled with anticipation as she awaited the final act of our twisted lesson. "Good little slut," I murmur, "ready for your last reward?"
Leeseo's nod is almost violent, her eyes sparkling with excitement behind the blindfold. "Yes, Daddy," she says, her voice thick with need. "This dumb little slut is ready."
I tug the belt attached to her neck, guiding her to the edge of the desk. She crawls on all fours, her movements graceful despite the pain from the beads still lodged in her ass. The leash is a symbol of her submission, a leather loop that circles her throat and leads back to my hand.
"Bend over, Leeseo," I command, my voice a soft yet firm whisper. She complies without hesitation, her body a sleek curve of obedience as she places her palms flat on the cool wooden surface. Her ass is high in the air, the beads still lodged inside her, the sight of which sends a fresh wave of desire crashing through me.
With a gentle hand, I guide her hips closer to the edge of the desk, her legs spread wide. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating, a sweet perfume that fills the room. "Daddy's going to use your worthless pussy now," I murmur, the words a dark promise that makes her quiver with anticipation.
Leeseo's response is a whimper of desire, her voice a sweet symphony of submission. "Please, use Leeseo's pussy to please your dick, Daddy," she whispers, her voice a soft plea that sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine. I stroke her cheek with the back of my hand, the gesture a silent promise that she'll get what she's begging for.
With a firm hand, I smack her wet pussy, watching as the flesh jiggles with the impact. Her hips buck, the beads inside her clattering against each other, sending a fresh wave of pain and pleasure through her body.
Before she can recover, I align my cock with her entrance, the tip nudging against her swollen labia. "Here it comes," I whisper, my voice a dark promise in the quiet room. With one swift thrust, I enter her, the feeling of her tight, wet heat enveloping me like a glove.
Leeseo's scream is a mix of pain and pleasure, the sound echoing off the walls as the beads clatter inside her. Her pussy clenches around me, the added resistance from the toys an exquisite sensation that has me groaning. Her body jerks, the desk creaking beneath her, but she doesn't resist. Instead, she arches her back, pushing herself back onto me, eager for more.
"Fuck, you're tight," I grunt, my hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The belt is tight around her throat, the leather biting into her skin as I use it to control her movements. Each time she tries to move away, I pull harder, forcing her to take all of me.
Leeseo's pussy is so wet that I can feel her juices running down my thighs, her body writhing with every inch of me that fills her up. She's a perfect mix of submission and desire, her whimpers and gasps driving me wild. "You like that, don't you?" I ask, my voice low and rough.
Her only answer is a nod, the leash around her neck bobbing with the motion.
She tries to speak, the words coming out in a muffled, "Ye...Yes...Dadd...dy...Your...Co...Cock...So...Fucking...Good." The effort to form the words makes her breathe heavier, her chest heaving, the beads inside her clicking with every move she makes.
Her eyes roll back, the pleasure overwhelming her senses as she succumbs to the rhythm of my thrusts. I watch her face contort with pleasure, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over with lust. The leash is tight around her throat, a crimson hue spreading across her skin as she fights for air. But she doesn't panic, she doesn't pull away.
Instead, she pushes back into me, her body begging for more, a silent plea that I'm all too eager to answer. My cock slams into her over and over, the belt around her neck acting as a leash, keeping her exactly where I want her. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room, a testament to our shared desire.
"Daddy, need...cum...please," she manages to say, her voice a breathless whisper that sends a bolt of pleasure through me. Her words are like a siren's call, urging me to give her what she wants. Her body is tight, her pussy clenching around me like a fist, her legs trembling with the effort to stay in place.
"Cum for Daddy, my little slut," I command, my voice a low growl that resonates through the room. With one final, powerful thrust, I feel the walls of her pussy tighten around me, a vice-like grip that sends shivers down my spine. Leeseo's body goes rigid, and I know she's on the edge.
Her whimpers turn to a scream as she obeys, her pussy clamping down on my cock as she releases the pent-up orgasm. The warmth of her cum floods over me, the sensation of her juices coating my shaft making me groan with pleasure.
As I pull out of her, she collapses onto the table, her legs giving way beneath her. The wooden surface is slick with her desire, a testament to the intensity of our encounter. Leeseo's chest heaves with each ragged breath, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat.
The room is filled with the scent of our shared release, a heady mix of sex and power that lingers in the air. Her legs are still splayed wide, the beads inside her glinting in the light, a silent declaration of her submission. "Your reward isn't over yet," I murmur, the words a dark promise that sends a thrill through her body.
My hand moves to the base of the beads, the smoothness of the first one slipping through my fingers as I hold it firmly. With a single, sharp tug, I pull it out, the sound echoing through the room. Leeseo's body jerks, a silent scream escaping her as the toy exits her with an obscene pop, leaving her ass gaping. Her eyes fly open, and she gasps for air, her pupils wide with a mix of shock and excitement through the blindfold.
"You're such a good little slut," I murmured, stroking her ass cheek gently. "Now, let's see if you can handle Daddy's cock in that tight little hole of yours." I line up the head of my cock with her puckered entrance, the anticipation thick between us. She's been begging for it, her body practically begging for the intrusion, and I'm more than ready to give it to her.
With a slow, deliberate pressure, I begin to push into her. The resistance is incredible, her body fighting against the thickness of me. Leeseo whimpers, the sound music to my ears, as I inch deeper.
"You're so tight," I say, my voice strained with the effort to hold back. "So fucking tight."
Her ass clenches around me, a vice that threatens to milk the cum out of me with every move. The beads have stretched her out, but not enough to take all of me without a fight. I revel in the challenge, the thrill of claiming something so forbidden, so tight, so utterly mine. Her moans grow louder, more desperate as I push, my cock spreading her open with a slow, relentless force.
"Too big, Daddy's dick is so big in my worthless ass," she cries out, the words a mix of pain and pleasure that only serve to make me harder. Her voice is hoarse , raw and animalistic. With every push, she takes more of me, her body stretching to accommodate my size. The beads have done their job, but the reality of my cock in her ass is something else entirely.
My strokes are relentless, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room as I drive into her. Leeseo's moans become a constant backdrop, a symphony of submission that fuels my desire. I can feel her tightening around me, her muscles clenching and unclenching in a desperate attempt to adjust to the intrusion.
Her ass is a tight, warm sheath that grips my cock with every thrust, the friction driving me closer and closer to the edge. Despite the pain, she takes it all, her body moving in time with mine. She's a living, breathing embodiment of desire and obedience, a testament to the power of our taboo connection.
Gripping the leather leash that hangs from her neck, I yank her closer, the force making her gasp. The belt leaves a crimson trail across her skin as I spank her ass again, the sound of flesh against flesh a sweet music that fills the air. The sting from my hand only heightens her pleasure, her moans growing louder with every smack.
Leeseo's tongue sticks out like a thirsty dog, her eyes rolling back behind the blindfold, the white orbs stark and vulnerable. Her breath comes in short, ragged pants, and her cheeks are flushed a deep scarlet. Despite her apparent distress, she whimpers and wriggles her hips, silently begging for more. I can see the desire in the way her body responds to my every touch, to the power dynamic that we've created in this room.
Her young, tight ass is a siren's call to my basest instincts, a forbidden fruit that I can't resist plucking. The thought of filling her with my cum, claiming that most intimate part of her, is intoxicating. She's a beautiful, intelligent student, and yet here she is, begging me to use her, to treat her like a dirty little slut. It's a heady mix of power and lust that has me on the edge of reason.
"Daddy wants to cum inside your slutty hole," I murmur, the words a dark promise that sends a tremor through her body. She nods fervently, her breathing hitching. "Yes, Daddy," she whispers, the words a desperate plea. "Please, cum on my slutty ass.”
With a final, powerful thrust, I press my cock deep into her rectum, the head nudging against the last bead. She squeaks, the sound high-pitched and desperate, but doesn't pull away. Instead, she pushes back into me, taking me deeper, her body begging for release.
The tension in the room is palpable, the air thick with the scent of sex and power. With a roar that echoes through the walls, I come inside her, my seed spurting in hot jets that fill her up. The sensation is like nothing I've ever felt before, a powerful rush that starts in my balls and shoots through me like a bolt of lightning.
Her ass clenches around me, a tight, pulsing grip that milks every last drop from my cock. The sight of my cum filling her, spilling out around the shaft, is a visual symphony of our union. The sound of my climax is primal, a declaration of dominance that sends a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
As I pull out, my cum oozes from her, a thick, white line that stretches from her gaping hole to the wetness of her pussy. It's a messy, obscene display of our shared pleasure, a reminder of the taboo act we've just committed.
With trembling hands, we both start to put our clothes back on, the fabric sticking to our sweaty skin. The room is still, the only sound is the rustle of fabric and our ragged breaths.
As I fasten my belt, Leeseo surprises me by slipping her arms around my waist, hugging me from behind. Her cheek presses against my back, the heat of her breath against my skin making me shiver. "I love you, songsaenim," she whispers.
Her words hang in the air, thick with the scent of sex and the weight of our taboo. I freeze, my hand hovering over my shirt. For a moment, I'm lost in the warmth of her embrace, the reality of what we've just done crashing over me like a tidal wave. Then, I let go of her arms, gently but firmly. "We have to stop all this," I murmur, the words leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.
Leeseo pulls back, her eyes searching my face. The confusion in her gaze is palpable, the question etched into the lines of her features. "Why?" she asks, her voice a soft, breathless whisper.
I sigh heavily, the weight of my decision pressing down on my chest. "Because it's wrong, Leeseo," I say, my voice firm despite the thundering of my heart. "The age gap between us is...it's not right. It's like a daughter and a father.”
Her eyes widened at the words, the reality of our situation finally sinking in. "But, Daddy," she whispers, the word slipping out before she can catch it. She swallows hard, her gaze dropping to the floor. "It feels right to me.”
"I know," I say softly, my own heart racing. "But we can't ignore the fact that this is wrong, Leeseo. I've made a commitment to someone else. Someone more... appropriate for me."
Leeseo's eyes widened with surprise, the word 'mature' hanging in the air like a dark cloud. "But what about us?" she asks, her voice trembling. "What happens to us?"
I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "We have to end this, Leeseo. It's for the best. I've made a mistake, and I need to make things right."
Her grip on me tightens, her nails digging into my skin. "No," she whispers, the desperation in her voice making my heart ache. "Please, Daddy. Don't leave me."
For a moment, I hesitate. The desire to hold her, to keep this secret between us, is almost overwhelming. But I know it's wrong, that it can only end in heartache and scandal. I gently peel her arms from my waist, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "I'm sorry, Leeseo," I say, my voice heavy with regret. "This is for the best."
With one last lingering look at her, I turn and walk out of the disciplinary office. The door clicks shut behind me, the sound echoing through the hallway like a gunshot. My heart feels like it's been ripped out of my chest, leaving a cold, empty void in its place. I can still feel the heat of her embrace, the desperation of her grip as I stepped away from her.
The restaurant is dimly lit, a cozy spot that's a favorite for first dates. I've chosen it with care, hoping the intimate setting will help ease the tension as I introduce my son to someone who could potentially be his mother. As we sit and wait for the waiter, my date, a mature woman named Ahn Yujin.
Yujin is a successful entrepreneur, known for her sharp mind and no-nonsense approach. Her beauty is understated, a mature elegance that's a stark contrast to the youthful exuberance of Leeseo. She's dressed in a simple black dress, her hair swept back in a low bun, revealing the sharp line of her jaw and the soft curve of her neck.
"Your son is one of the smartest employees I've ever met," she says, her voice a smooth blend of warmth and authority. My heart skips a beat at the mention of him. It feels like fate that she's his boss, a sign that maybe this is the right path for me to take. "He's going places, that one.”
I respond with a short "Really?" trying to keep my voice even. Inside, I'm bursting with pride. The tension between us is palpable, a mix of professional respect and the hint of something more personal. She's a woman of the world, a force to be reckoned with, and yet there's something vulnerable in the way she talks about him.
My son fidgets in his chair, his eyes darting between Yujin and me. He's dressed in his best suit, looking every bit the professional she describes, but there's a hint of the awkward teenager he still is, despite his successful career. His cheeks are flushed, and I can't tell if it's from the compliment or from the nerves of being in the presence of his boss and potential stepmother.
I asked Yujin ," didn't you say, you have a daughter, where is she?"
Yujin nodded with a smile. "Yes, she's on her way."
As we were speaking, a young girl approached our table, and my heart stopped. My eyes widened as I recognized the sway of her hips, the confident stride that could only belong to one person. The moment she was close enough, she looked up, and our gazes locked.
"Leeseo?" I choked out, unable to believe what I was seeing.
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You were trying to scout new girls for your adult entertainment agency, but you had been struggling as of late to find new talent. Things were dire, and the girls you had lately taken a look at weren't impressing you much; maybe the prospect of new talents was truly dire.
Until you saw a redhead Asian girl shaking her ass on stage and fell in love with her instantly.
"She's so good, I need to get her number," you said as you watched the tape of the redhead girl, knowing you needed to get her at all costs to film a scene for your studio. "Apparently her name is Ryujin," you said to a staff member. "I have to call her ASAP," you continued. It took a bit, but you finally managed to find a way to contact her.
"Do you want to film a scene with us?" you texted Ryujin. "Sure, but I think I'll need my label's authorization," she answered. "This has to be between us; I don't want anyone to decide for you," you told her.
Ryujin ended up accepting your offer to film the scene; she was initially thinking it was for some drama, but soon she would find out it was a different kind of scene.
As Ryujin entered the studio, she found you finishing a hardcore sex scene with a girl. At first, she felt embarrassed. But before she could say anything, you put your clothes back on and went in her direction.
"I don't know if I can do this. I thought it was going to be a regular scene, not pornography," Ryujin told you. "Relax," you said to her. "What if people close to me see it?" she asks. "Don't be afraid; you can use a stage name. How about 'Red Hot'?" Because that's what you look like with that hair," you said to her.
"Ok, that's a great name," Ryujin answered. "Go to the dressing room and take your favorite outfit from there; we can start as soon as you do," you answered her. "Alright," Ryujin replied, still trying to process what she had gotten into.
"Wow, oh my goodness," you said as Ryujin returned from the dressing room. She had truly chosen the skimpiest possible outfit: a G-string bra and thong along with high heels. "Looks like you are going to pull out an amazing performance today," you told her. "I always do; you can count on that," she said.
Ryujin started making sexy poses in the mirror and smiling as you looked at her beautiful, hot body. Soon, you got the camera rolling. "You like my outfit? I put it just for you," she said, licking the mirror. "It's incredible," you answered. She smiled again. It didn't take long for her to start talking dirty to you. "I've been thinking about your cock all day long; bet it's really hard for me," she said.
"I can't wait for that big cock to be deep in my pussy and my ass," Ryujin kept talking dirty to you. "How did you guess I was gonna fuck your ass?" you asked her as the camera zoomed into her body. "Well, I know most guys would love to," she said, shaking them in front of the camera just like she did in the concert.
"Your outfit is wonderful. Are you ready to be my naughty little kitty today?" You asked Ryujin, the camera zooming in on her boobs. "Of course, I've been so horny," she answered, pulling her bra to the side and letting you pour some slick lube on her cute tits for her to massage them.
"My nipples are so hard, I'm so excited and horny to bounce up and down on that cock," Ryujin said as she grabbed her boobs and played with her small outfit. "Such a nice pussy, I love it," you said as she teased you, playing with her thong that could barely contain it. "I'm so horny, I need that big fat cock, please, stroke it for me, show me how much you want it, get it hard for me," she said.
Ryujin turned around and slowly took her thong down, showing you her tight little holes. She bent over a little, massaging her pussy in front of you and putting a finger in her asshole. "Rub it in for me," you told her, pouring lube on her ass and making it shiny as she kept teasing you and shaking her ass just like she did at the concert. "Imagine that butt sliding down that big fat cock, up and down like this," she said, moving it to show it.
Ryujin truly loved to tease you, smiling from ear to ear as her body got you throbbing. You had filmed countless scenes with many naughty girls, but Ryujin truly had a unique charm. "Use me, use all of my holes," she begged, spanking her own ass. Soon, you took your turn, spanking her butt a bit. "I like that," she said, with a cute smile, before you set your sights on a different target and started rubbing your fingers around her asshole.
"Oh yeah, play with my tight ass. Oh, that feels good," Ryujin says as you start penetrating her butthole with your thumb. "You like that?" you asked her. "Oh, I love it," Ryujin said, letting you stick your thumb as deep as possible. "My ass is very tight," she said, and you could tell as it contracted as soon as you pulled out of it.
You feed your dirty thumb straight into Ryujin's mouth, her enjoying it a lot as she smiled at you, and you gave her a little choking too. She pulled her tongue out as you ran your hands over her body and pulled your pants down. "That cock is nice and hard and ready to fuck me," she said, touching it. "It's all yours today," you told her. "I can't wait to feel it inside me," she said.
Ryujin slowly stroked your cock using her very strong hands. "Look at that cock," she said, getting down on her knees and kissing the tip of it before going down the whole shaft. She teased you a bit with a few kisses and licks, paying special attention to your throbbing tip and making your pant sounds be loudly recorded.
"I love to kiss your cock," Ryujin said. "Can't forget about the balls," she continued, putting them in her mouth for the first time as she kept stroking your cock. You zoomed the camera into her pretty face and worked all over your sack. "That's incredible," you said as she spat on your cock and started finally taking it in her mouth.
Ryujin gave you a very slow-paced blowjob, but her dick-sucking lips were so incredible you were already on the edge. And she knows how to tease, rubbing the tip of your cock in her nipples a couple of times between her blowjobs. "Playing with those hard nipples," she said.
Ryujin sucked your cock like a champion, giving you a blowjob very few girls you had previously performed with had managed to. Her warm mouth, dirty talk, and strong strokes made for a lethal combination, putting you at the edge of your seat from the get-go. "That cock tastes so good," she said, taking it deeper and deeper in her throat. She was very sloppy, coating your shaft with her saliva and maneuvering every inch of it incredibly.
You tried to fuck her face, but Ryujin didn't relent, taking your cock with ease deep in her throat before retaking control of the blowjob. "I love blowing bubbles on that big cock, so big I need to use both my hands to stroke it," she said as she kept working them alongside her tongue to perfection.
You kept panting against the camera, Ryujin's blowjob making you use all your energy just to hold onto the cum that was begging to come out of your cock. She circled her smiling all over it, smiling as she didn't spare
It didn't take long for you to not resist Ryujin's incredible cock-sucking skills and blow your cum out prematurely, forcing you to cut the scene. "Damn, looks like you enjoyed me sucking your cock a lot," she said with the camera already off. "I definitely did," you said, getting on the floor for the next sequence.
"Get that cock hard and we can keep going," you told Ryujin, who promptly obliged as she didn't need much effort to put it back throbbing again, spitting all over your cock as you lay on the floor. "I can't wait to have it inside you," you said to her. Ryujin agreed, but first she needed to taste it a little bit more.
Ryujin dove between your legs, circling her tongue around your balls before moving down to lick your asshole. "Such a nasty girl," you said as the camera followed her face and Ryujin started to make sloppy sounds with her tongue deep in your rectum. She moved her face up and down as she worked her mouth all over your anus, spitting on your balls and licking them as you filmed that amazing point of view for the audience.
"So good," you told Ryujin, praising her incredible rimjob skills. Not every girl has the courage to get down and dirty, even among the best cock suckers, but Ryujin was taking her tongue inside your asshole with the same ease that she sucked your cock. She kept following the camera, looking at it very naturally.
"Are you ready for my tight pussy?" I want you to stretch all my holes today, my tight little pussy and my tight little ass," Ryujin said, looking right at the audience while stroking your cock. She was finally ready to climb on top of that cock as she prepared herself to ride it and got herself in position, but not before you gave her a few instructions.
"Rub it in your pussy," you told Ryujin, who promptly started teasing you, touching the tip of your cock against the entrance of her vagina. "I love that pussy grinding on my cock," you told her. She went a little further, rubbing your tip against her navel. "Can't wait to have it bulging under my belly," she said, also pressing your cock a little between her thighs before finally taking it down her pussy.
"Fuck, it's so big," Ryujin says as she starts having second thoughts, taking only the tip of you inside her pussy. You capture her priceless reaction to the size of your cock. "Oh, it's so big," she repeats, trying to get it deeper in her pussy, bouncing very slowly. "That cock feels so good inside me," she says.
"Do you enjoy watching it go up and down my pussy?" Ryujin asks as she slowly starts to get more comfortable with your cock. "I can feel it stretching me out," she says, your amazing girth filling her pussy to the fullest. She looks at the camera and starts making sensual expressions, grabbing her boobs as she moans riding your cock. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, you make my pussy so creamy," she moans.
Ryujin picks up the pace, you moving the camera to capture every inch of her body. "I love feeling that cock so deep inside me, oh yeah," she moans. You try to push upwards, but Ryujin quickly takes control, her sexy slow ride quickly bringing you to submission. You zoom the camera right into her crotch, capturing her riding your cock in a way the audience can feel fully immersed in the scene.
"Ohhhh, I love to feel every inch of that cock in my pussy," Ryujin says, riding your cock hard and deep just as you zoom around her pussy. She grinds and spins on your cock, riding it perfectly as she rubs her pussy for the audience. "Oh, fuck, oh yeah," she moans, quickly getting wet and dropping a huge load of squirt into the camera that makes her giggle.
Ryujin cleans the squirt from your shaft and your belly as she smiles. "It tastes so delicious," she says. "You're so naughty," you tell her as she sucks your cock and spits all over your cock. "Come here, baby, crawl for me like a kitty cat," you tell her, Ryujin obliging as you put your camera on a tripod and capture her crawling body, giving you a nice gift in the process.
"Ohhh, that's big, but I don't know if it's bigger than yours," Ryujin says as you give her a dildo for her to play with. She strokes and sucks it just like she did to your cock, your camera fully capturing her sexy moves while she plays with her pussy, making gag sounds all over the toy and deepthroating it. "You like sucking it?" you ask her. Ryujin smiles.
"OH MY GOD," Ryujin screams as you get behind her and shove your cock back inside her pussy. The camera captures her reaction perfectly. "OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you pump her pussy hard as she performs a spit-roasting with the dildo, gagging hard on it as she gets pounded. "OH FUCK, OH YEAH," she moans, you pushing her body closer to the camera and grabbing her hair, relentlessly attacking her tight pussy.
"OH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," Ryujin moans as you get fully in the frame, topping her with hard thrusts deep in her cunt. She gags all over the dildo. "OHHHHH," she screams as she pulls out of it, giggling and sucking it as you tell her about your next plans.
"I want to put this in your ass," you say to Ryujin, filming her hot body in full display. "Do you think it can fit?" she asks. "Of course, I know you can do everything I ask," you tell her.
Ryujin bends over on the couch, you adding some lube to the dildo as you watch her start shoving it down her butthole. "Oh, fuck," she moans as the dildo anally penetrates her. "Oh my God, that ass is so tight," she says, yet still manages to shove the whole toy in her anus, teasing you as you zoom into her backside to watch her play with it, Ryujin taking the whole 10 inches of the dildo up her butt.
Ryujin moans as the dildo continues to stretch her asshole. "I can feel that cock stretching my little tight ass; I know you want it too," she says. "OH MY GOD, IT'S SO BIG," she screams, but keep going, simulating an anal penetration in front of you to perfection. You capture her moaning face and her incredible ass, eventually not resisting the urge and shoving your cock back in her pussy.
"Oh yeah, fill both my holes," Ryujin says as your cock gets in and double stuffs her. She takes both the fake and real cock with ease, giving away that she's got some previous experience getting double penetrated. "OH FUCK, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she says, your cock barely inside her as you keep thrusting, Ryujin matching your thrusts with the dildo in perfect sync.
Ryujin's tight pussy squeezes your cock even further now that she's got two massive toys in both her holes to play with it. She giggles as she pulls the dildo out of her asshole to taste it. "You want the real thing, don't you?" you ask her, not even giving her rectum a second to breathe as you already shut it back down with your massive cock.
"OH MY GOD, OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you anally penetrate her for the first time, muffling her moans with the dildo. She shows she's not intimidated by your massive cock up her butt, moving her hips to meet your thrusts as your hand camera fully captures it for the audience. Moaning and gagging sounds come from Ryujin's mouth as your cock gets deeper in her ass, her shaking it nicely to take all of it while she gags all over the monster dildo, having fun with both her toys.
"OH YES, FUCK MY ASS, JUST LIKE THAT," Ryujin commands as you zoom briefly into her moaning face before giving the perfect view of your cock pounding her ass, immersing the audience almost as if they were the ones fucking her. "Do you enjoy fucking my ass?" Ryujin asks just as your camera zooms into her sexy face.
"Give me that big cock deep in my ass, use my hole, use my tight ass, oh fuck, use it to stroke that cock," Ryujin talks dirty as her tight butthole squeezes your cock to the fullest. "So nice," you tell her, Ryujin licking the dildo as you penetrate her butt.
"Ride my cock," you tell Ryujin, never pulling out as you get down on the couch. "Like this," you tell her as Ryujin starts squatting on your cock with her fit butt, you giving a full body angle to the audience of the incredible ride she's giving you, zooming into her ass just as she grabs her cheeks and spreads them for your cock.
"OH YES, YES, YES," Ryujin moans as she bounces on your cock like a pro, pushing you to the edge as the side of her cheeks hits your legs. Her flaming red hair waves beautifully, creating an effect that looks almost as if she's catching fire. You have to briefly pull out just not to cum, with how amazing she's performing. "Please, put it back in. I want you to use me like your sex toy," Ryujin says, begging like a baby girl to you.
"Put it back inside your ass, you earned it," you tell Ryujin as you recover your breath and hand your cock back to her. Ryujin promptly sits on it, you zooming your cameras as she shakes her ass on your cock sideways, giggling and moaning as she does so, you capturing her wide as close as possible while also taking a look at the reactions in her slutty face as she looks behind to watch herself getting impaled.
Ryujin goes all-in, riding your cock extremely well, taking it all the way deep with fast thrusts. "OH MY GOD IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD, I LOVE HAVING THAT BIG FAT COCK DEEP IN MY ASS," she says, you groaning again, her tight ass squeezing your cock more than ever.
Ryujin knows she's in the driver's seat, spanking her own ass as she squats hard on your cock. "OH, IT'S SO DEEP, MY ASS IS SO FUCKING TIGHT BOUNCING UP AND DOWN THAT BIG FAT COCK. OH FUCK, I LOVE RIDING THAT COCK," she screams as her bounces only get harder, the couch making noises as Ryujin makes you unload inside her ass. This time you don't cut it from the scene, just letting the audience enjoy the way she drained your balls.
"Looks like I'm winning it handily against you," Ryujin says off-camera as she watches you sit to take a little relief. It takes a bit for you to recover from her incredible anal ride, but as soon as you're ready, you pop your cock back in the screen for her to taste her ass. "Taste that dirty ass, baby, suck my cock," you tell her, Ryujin promptly bobbing her head, using no hands, just attacking your cock relentlessly with her dick-sucking lips as you try to fuck her face, but she's so strong she quickly prevails, spitting on your dick to sign her win.
"Lay on your back," you tell Ryujin as she spreads her legs on the couch and starts teasing you, bringing back the dildo into play as she shoves it in her pussy. You're still so numb from the last fuck session you drop the camera just as you were about to start filming her masturbating. "Oh, fuck, oh my God," she moans, her legs fully spread as you soon enter the scene, putting Ryujin in a feet position and pushing your cock back in her ass.
"OH FUCK YEAH," Ryujin screams as you thrust as hard as possible into her asshole. "OH YES, FUCK ME," she begs, pushing the dildo hard and deep into her pussy to match your intense penetration. She giggles and then shoves the dildo up her mouth just as you bring the camera and zoom into her body, giving the perfect view of her ass getting fucked with her pussy wide open, albeit not for long as Ryujin shoves the dildo back inside it.
"FUCK YES, YES, YES, YES, YES," Ryujin screams until she squirts all over the dildo, smiling to the camera as she tastes her juices from it. You stay focused, fucking her ass hard and immersing the audience just like a POV sex scene asks for, capturing all of Ryujin's sexy reactions as she fingers her pussy and facefucks herself with the dildo while you anally pound her. She puts a couple of fingers up her cunt, ready to squirt at any second.
"YESSSSSSS," Ryujin loudly screams as the juices of her pussy cover your cock after a massive squirting, some of it spilling into the camera lenses. "That felt so good," she says with that incredible smile that you already fell in love with. You adjust the camera, taking her into a slow round of ass-fucking, just admiring her beauty as you fuck her like your sex toy, just like she asked before, Ryujin sexy looking into your eyes and moaning beautifully.
"AHHHHH," Ryujin moans as you hit the depths of her asshole. You switch to her pussy. "Oh yes, fuck my pussy," Ryujin says as things get hotter and hotter, the red-hot girl making you want to go on forever. "USE MY PUSSY, YES," she begs. You choke her a bit and share some kisses, showing hot, passionate moments are possible even in the most hardcore scenes. "OH YEAH," Ryujin screams, her pussy getting wet as you fully top her, slowing down with your cock fully buried deep inside her pussy.
Ryujin starts losing her breath, the long pounding finally catching up to her. You sense her vulnerability and pick up the pace, kissing her as you thrust hard and fast inside her pussy, watching her get wetter and wetter. Her legs are so spread her high heels almost hit the camera, you grabbing it to capture her beautiful smile.
"Sit on my cock," you tell Ryujin, her obliging as you give a back view of her getting stuffed in her pussy. You grab her hot body and start pumping up her cunt. As soon as Ryujin gets your cock back inside her, the viewers enjoy her getting used by your massive cock with fast but very passionate thrusts. The only thing they can see is your legs and Ryujin's ass as you pump her hard and grab her butt. "OH MY GOD, OH YEAH, OH FUCK," she moans, losing her breath bit by bit as your hard pounding exhausts her, but despite that, she keeps giggling and smiling at all times.
You let Ryujin sensually grind on your cock, the viewers getting an incredible experience of her moving her pussy around your cock. Her puckered anus winks to them like a camera eye, Ryujin just letting herself get pounded nonstop as you attack her pussy like a madman, the only audible things on tape being her moans and the sound of your hips clapping against her cheeks.
"OH YES BABY, OH YES BABY, PLEASE FUCK ME," Ryujin begs as her pussy gets obliterated. She is tired now, her preparations for the comeback and all those performances at those university festivals that made you fall in love with her finally catching up to her. You stay with your cock inside her pussy, taking a little break to suck her cute tits and share some kisses.
"I want your cum," Ryujin says as she's ready to enter the final moments of the scene. You knew there was only one way to end this scene, as you put Ryujin's pretty face upside down on the couch and started fucking it balls deep, enjoying the saliva coming out of her face.
"Eat that ass," you tell Ryujin as you sit on her face to take a little break, her obliging and licking your asshole as you wipe it on her face and stroke your cock, Ryujin taking a slice of your balls to lick it as well. You quickly go back to pounding her throat, enjoying her coughing and gagging as your cock bulges under her throat while you grope her tits.
You switch the angle of the camera, attacking Ryujin's throat as hard as possible as you give the viewers a back view, Ryujin's throat getting stuffed like a pussy as saliva starts running down her mouth into her face, ruining it completely. You're now closer than ever and know only a few couple thrusts are needed for you to cum. "I want to fucking cum," you tell her, Ryujin gagging as a way to beg for it, her eyes rolling as her face is completely stuffed full of your cock now, loud wet noises coming out each time you hit deep in her throat, your cock all the way down it and even your balls now completely stuffed inside her mouth.
You unload inside Ryujin's throat, pulling out a bit to also shoot a couple of loads in her pretty face, the scene ending with her ruined face covered full of cum. "That was so good," she says just as you turn off the camera. "You're incredible, red-hot girl," you tell her. "Thank you," she says, smiling as you praise her performing skills.
As Ryujin gets ready to leave, you make another proposal to her.
"Come back tomorrow; I need to fill this pussy next," you tell her.
"Hell yeah, can't wait for you to cum multiple times in my pussy," she answers.
You can't help but stare as Eunbi walks out of the water. Her bikini shows off her tight waist and her beautiful tits. You know you shouldn't look at your stepmom like this, but you're not strong enough to resist. The sway of her hips as she walks up the beach seems to hypnotize you, until she finally reaches the lounger you're lying on.
"You look like you're seeing me like this for the first time."
You're not sure what to answer. It's true that you've seen Eunbi in a bikini before, but you can't stop looking away. Your eyes are drawn to her tits which are still glistening with drops of water.
"Is she asleep?"
You catch your stepmom biting her lip before she asks you. Glancing to your right, you look at your stepsister. Minju's eyes are closed and she hasn't moved since Eunbi went for a swim.
"Yeah."
Your voice sounds dry.
"Time to continue where we left off this morning."
Your breath hitches when she slowly straddles your lap.
"If I remember correctly you were asking if you could touch my tits after I sucked you off."
Your quick nod makes Eunbi chuckle.
"Go on then."
Your heart beats faster as you slowly reach out. She watches you as you carefully place one hand on each of her breasts. The thin fabric is the only thing standing in your way now. Eunbi is gently grinding against your crotch as you watch her reaching behind herself. She undoes the bow on her back and a moment later only your hands are keeping the bikini top in place.
You dare to give them both a soft squeeze.
"Don't be so careful, baby. You can play with them a little."
Her sweet tone and her hands on your shoulder makes you weak. You let go off her tits for a second and her top slides off of her. You marvel at the sight of your stepmom's beautiful mounds. You begin to cup them with both hands. Gently at first and then some stronger squeezes here and there.
You forget all about your stepsister who's still lying right next to you. Your focus is entirely on Eunbi. With one hand she tugs her hair behind her ear and with the other she reaches down and fishes your cock out of your trunks.
"Eunbi..."
"It's okay, baby. I know what's best for you."
Her hand gently strokes your cock as you continue to grope her tits. Her free hand moves down to undo the bows of either side of her slim waist. A moment later her bikini bottoms are gone, lying next to you on the lounger.
"I don't know if we should go this far."
Your breathless voice betrays you. Your eyes are glued to her pussy.
"This is where you draw the line?"
Eunbi lets out a clear, warming laugh.
"It's just..."
You hesitate as you feel embarrassment rush through you.
"What is it?"
She caresses your head gently, but her hand gently pushes your cock against her flat midriff.
"I've...I've never..."
You look up at her, waiting for her to understand.
"Oh, that's okay, baby."
Eunbi doesn't seem surprised.
"I'll show you how it's done, you'll like it."
Her hand gently rubs the tip of your cock against her tight stomach which starts to make your head spin in pleasure. You really want to feel her.
"A-Alright. But what about protection...?"
Your stepmom chuckles at your innocence as she lifts herself off your lap. You watch the tip of your cock glide from her midriff to the entrance of her pussy in the process.
"Don't worry, babe. You trust me, don't you?"
You nod, convinced that Eunbi only wants what's best for you.
"Now, these go here."
She uses her hands to take yours off her tits. You're disappointed, but then she places them on either side of her waist.
"Perfect."
She says and then uses one hand to align your tio with her pussy.
"Just enjoy yourself, baby."
Eunbi kisses your forehead and then lowers herself onto your cock. You let out a loud groan and quickly glance at Minju. Your stepsister is still asleep and you focus back on the feeling of your stepmom's pussy taking your cock.
"That's a good boy."
She sighs as she feels your dick filling her up. You feel something build in your stomach. The same feeling from this morning, right before Minju knocked on the door of Eunbi's hotel room.
You can't help but moan her name as you feel her wet walls slide down your length. Your grip on her waist tightens a little.
"That's it, honey. You're making me proud."
Her breathless praise makes you burn with something like pride. When she reaches your base, Eunbi slowly circles her hips, making your cock move inside of her.
"Yes, right there."
She moans, her head rolling back.
You're not sure what to do, but she told you to enjoy yourself, so you just watch. Your orgasm continues to build as she keeps on moving her hips around. Eventually, Eunbi begins to rise again. Every inch of your cock that leaves her pussy is glistening with her juices.
"Gosh, you really do have a nice cock."
She sighs in anticipation and gives you another kiss. You're on the edge of your climax, but your stepmom doesn't seem to care. She begins to ride you, gently bouncing up and down on your cock. You watch her tits bounce with her and you can't tear your eyes off them. They look amazing as they move right in front of you.
The combination of Eunbi's tits and her tight pussy around your cock proves to be too much for you after only a couple of moments.
"Eunbi..."
You groan her name yet again, trying to warn her. But she just continues to ride you. Her tight walls squeeze your dick and soon you can't hold back anymore. Your pleasure overwhelms you as you cum inside your stepmom's unprotected pussy.
Eunbi lets out a satisfied moan and she continues to bounce on top of you.
"That feels amazing. Good boy."
Once again, you're not sure how to react after you finally come down from your high. You expected Eunbi to be disappointed and to stop. But instead she just keeps going, her ass gently slapping down on your thighs. You can hear how wet her pussy is now after you've filled her with your cum.
"Eunbi..."
You sigh as you feel her walls squeezing your softening cock.
"It's okay, baby. You can put as many load in me as you want. I'm not done with you yet."
She leans forward a little and slows down. You're now able to capture one of her nipples with your mouth. You greedy suck on it. You want to get hard again as quick as possible and it probably won't take long if Eunbi continues to ride you.
Neither you or your stepmom noticed how Minju has opened her eyes. She hasn't moved otherwise as she watches her mom ride her stepbrother's cock.
I first saw Leeseo in my Korean musical class during my last semester at Hanlim School. She was a fresh-faced 18-year-old, member of IVE, with long, glossy black hair, big doe eyes, and a body that made every guy in the room sit up and take notice. She was petite, with high, firm breasts and a curvy ass that was accentuated by her tight jeans. I was 46, a little older than the average grad student, and I was immediately drawn to her.
Our first real encounter happened after class one day. I was packing up my books when she approached me, her eyes downcast but her voice steady. "Professor Park, I was wondering if you could help me with my paper on 'The History of Korean Idol'?"
I smiled, the corners of my mouth twitching up at the thought of spending more time with her. "Of course, Leeseo. I'd be happy to help. Let's meet in the library tomorrow afternoon."
The next day, we met in the quiet corner of the library. I watched as she spread her books out on the table, her hair falling over her shoulders. I leaned in, our eyes meeting. "So, what seems to be the problem?"
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing. "I just don't know where to start. It's all so overwhelming."
I reached out, my hand grazing hers. "Let's start at the beginning. Tell me what you like about Korean poetry."
Our fingers touched, and I felt a spark. She looked at me, her eyes wide and trusting. "I love the rhythm, the way the words flow. It's like... like a dance."
I leaned in, my voice low. "You know, Leeseo, sometimes the best way to understand something is to... experience it."
She blushed, her eyes flicking to my lips. "What do you mean?"
I smiled, my hand moving to her cheek. "Come to my office tonight. I'll show you."
And so, she did. That night, I opened my office door to find her standing there, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, her eyes shining. "Leeseo," I said, my voice gruff. "Come here."
She stepped inside, her eyes locked on mine. I closed the door behind her, my heart pounding. I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek. "You're so beautiful," I murmured, my thumb brushing her lip.
She leaned into my touch, her breath hitching. "Thank you."
I leaned down, my lips brushing hers. She gasped, her hands reaching up to grip my shirt. I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers. She moaned, her body pressing against mine.
I broke away, my eyes locked on hers. "You're so innocent, Leeseo. So pure."
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with trust. "I want you to... show me."
I smiled, my hand moving to the zipper of her skirt. I pulled it down, the material pooling at her feet. She stepped out of it, her hands going to the hem of her shirt. I stopped her, my voice firm. "Let me."
I pulled her shirt off, my eyes roaming over her body. She was perfection, her skin soft and smooth, her nipples hardening under my gaze. I reached out, my fingers tracing the curve of her breast. She gasped, her head falling back.
I leaned down, my tongue replacing my fingers. She moaned, her hands gripping my hair. I sucked, my teeth grazing her nipple. She cried out, her hips bucking against me.
I straightened up, my eyes locked on hers. "You like that?"
She nodded, her cheeks flushed. "Yes ahhh don’t stop professor."
I smiled, my hand moving to her pussy. I rubbed her through her panties, her hips moving against my hand. She was so wet, her panties soaked. I slipped a finger inside, her inner walls clamping down on me. She moaned, her eyes rolling back.
"You're so tight, Leeseo. So wet."
I pulled my finger out, my eyes locked on hers as I sucked her juices off my finger. She watched, her breath coming in short gasps. I reached into my desk drawer, pulling out a small bottle of lube. I squeezed some onto my fingers, my eyes never leaving hers.
I reached down, my fingers sliding between her ass cheeks. She tensed, her eyes widening. "Relax, Leeseo. I'm not going to hurt you."
I rubbed her ass, my finger circling her tight hole. She moaned, her body relaxing. I pressed against her, my finger sliding in. She gasped, her eyes locked on mine.
"How does that feel?"
She bit her lip, her hips moving against my hand. "Good ummhh."
I smiled, my finger moving in and out of her ass. I leaned down, my mouth capturing hers. She moaned into my mouth, her body writhing against mine.
I broke away, my eyes locked on hers. "I want to fuck you, Leeseo. I want to breed you my 16 years old slut."
She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. I unbuttoned my pants, my cock springing free. She looked at it, her eyes wide. I grabbed her hand, wrapping it around my cock. She stroked me, her eyes locked on mine.
I groaned, my body shaking. "Get on your knees, Leeseo. Suck my cock."
She did as she was told, her head bobbing up and down on my cock. I groaned, my hands gripping her hair. She sucked me deep, her throat convulsing around me. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her saliva.
I pushed her onto the desk, her ass sticking up in the air. I grabbed a condom from my desk, rolling it on. I pressed against her pussy, her wetness coating my cock. I pressed in, her tight walls stretching to accommodate me. She moaned, her hips moving against mine.
I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her. She moaned, her head dropping back. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it, her moans getting louder.
I leaned over her, my voice gruff. "You're mine, Leeseo. You're my little slut, fuck."
She moaned, her hips moving against mine. I fucked her hard, my cock slamming into her. She cried out, her body convulsing around me. I groaned, my cock pulsing as I came.
I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices. I grabbed her, pulling her to the floor. I positioned her on her hands and knees, her ass in the air. I grabbed the anal beads from my desk, lubing them up. I pressed the first bead against her ass, her body tensing.
"Relax, Leeseo. You can take it."
She nodded, her body relaxing as I pushed the bead in. I repeated the process, her ass stretching to accommodate the beads. I left them in, her body adjusting to the feeling.
I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. "Suck my cock, Leeseo. Show me what a good little slut you are."
She did as she was told, her mouth wrapping around my cock. I groaned, my body shaking as she sucked me. I pulled out, my cock hard and ready. I positioned myself behind her, my cock pressing against her ass.
I pushed in, her tight ass stretching to accommodate me. She moaned, her body tensing. I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her. She moaned, her body adjusting to the new sensation.
I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it, her moans getting louder. I fucked her hard, my cock slamming into her. She cried out, her body convulsing around me.
I pulled out, my cock glistening with her ass juices. I pulled the anal beads out, her body tensing as they slipped out of her. I grabbed her, flipping her onto her back. I positioned myself between her legs, my cock pressing against her pussy.
I pushed in, her wetness coating my cock. I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her. She moaned, her hips moving against mine. I leaned over her, my voice gruff. "You're my little cum slut, Leeseo. You're going to take my cum, aren't you?"
She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. I fucked her hard, my cock slamming into her. She cried out, her body convulsing around me. I groaned, my cock pulsing as I came. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices.
I grabbed her, pulling her to her feet. I led her to the couch, pushing her down onto it. I knelt in front of her, my cock in her face. She looked at me, her eyes wide.
"Suck my cock, Leeseo. Show me what a good little cum slut you are."
She did as she was told, her mouth wrapping around my cock. I groaned, my body shaking as she sucked me. I pulled out, my cock hard and ready. I positioned myself in front of her, my cock in her face.
I came, my cum showering her face. She moaned, her tongue licking up the cum. I groaned, my body shaking as she swallowed every last drop.
I pulled her up, my hands gripping her hips. I positioned her on the edge of the couch, her legs spread wide. I grabbed the anal beads, lubing them up. I pushed them into her ass, her body tensing as they slipped in. I left them in, her body adjusting to the feeling.
I grabbed my cock, positioning it at her pussy. I pushed in, her wetness coating my cock. I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her. She moaned, her hips moving against mine. I leaned over her, my voice gruff. "You're my little breeding slut, Leeseo. You're going to take my cum in your pussy, aren't you?"
She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. I fucked her hard, my cock slamming into her. She cried out, her body convulsing around me. I groaned, my cock pulsing as I came. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices and my cum.
I pulled the anal beads out, her body tensing as they slipped out of her. I grabbed her, pulling her into my arms. I kissed her, my tongue sliding against hers. She moaned, her body pressing against mine.
I broke away, my eyes locked on hers. "You're my little slut, Leeseo. My little cum slut. My little breeding slut."
She smiled, her eyes filled with love and desire. "Yes, Professor Park. I'm yours."
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It was a while after you moved in, and Yuri was only herself a tenant for a short span by the time you joined her. She was a pretty girl at the very least; there were times you caught yourself staring, and other times she caught you. Good thing your interest was mutual, and the odd moments of Yuri looking with a bit too much interest in your direction was most common when you'd only just left the shower wrapped in nothing but a towel.
It started from that: teasing each other by walking in the common spaces of the apartment with less clothes on than you've been used to but not so little as to be weird—an afternoon of you in an undershirt showing off your arms gets you a night of her in shorts that covered nothing of her thighs. It came to a peak when one night Yuri, after a particularly long and splashy bath, came out of her room dressed in a thin pink top, tiny black FTBs that showed off more than even her parents had ever seen of her, and literally nothing else. She dried her hair with a towel, wafting her lavender shampoo all over, and crashed next to you on the sofa before picking up the popcorn bowl for herself.
It was all of five minutes of you sharing the popcorn while she idly scrolled her phone when she caught you again, only this time you couldn't hold back. And who could blame you? A girl like that doesn't come by every day, especially not one so eager to have you too. You took her lips and she melted so easily into the kiss like you'd been married for just a couple months. Her tongue felt heavenly on yours—with the way she explored your mouth you knew that she felt the same—and you couldn't get enough of her. It was hellishly intoxicating, as the scent of lavender grew stronger and stronger the further into her you fell, and soon she had her arms wrapped around your neck while you trapped her between yourself and the couch cushions and threatened to hold her there forever. Frantic and reckless was the way she tore off her skimpy clothes: her shorts dangled around only one of her knees and her tank top scrunched right under her neck to reveal a pair of luscious tits she'd been dying to show you since forever.
She tugged at your shirt with a primal need, wanting to somehow be even closer to you, to somehow not break the kiss while you undressed to meet her where she is. It was impossible, though, but the few seconds you were away from her were well worth the trouble: her hands roamed all over your chest and back and everywhere she could reach, and she thanked you by making quick work of your pants–at that point you had to wonder whether she had experience with this sort of thing with how easily she got them off.
A few cursory rubs between her legs told you everything you needed to know: she was soaking wet and shuddered under your fingers and jerked like every graze over her sex would be the one to push her over the edge. It was the easiest thing in the world then to start satiating your lust for her using her, and with the way her hips moved along with yours, she told you she was using you right back.
You trailed kisses from her lips down lower and lower to her neck, paying special attention to where you feel her pulse. She tugged at your hair and pushed you to other spots on her neck to kiss and mark to every degree of success, all the while she got more and more frantic of what she wanted from you. It was a thick haze you both found yourselves in: she wanted everything from you, to feel you anywhere and everywhere, and you wanted the exact same thing; not as urgent but just as careful. So why was it getting so hard to keep her under control?
It finally came to the point where she cleared from the mind fog and woke up with her wrists pinned above her head, and she melted when she found you still over her, face to face, nowhere else to look but to you and you alone. She brought her lip between her teeth, and it told you all you needed to know. With your free hand, you aimed your cock right at her soaking cunt, and you rubbed your tip all over her folds. She choked on her spit as you did, surprised and deathly turned on at what you were threatening her with, or perhaps promising her. The look in her eyes screamed a carnal need that only you could help her meet, and you did.
Fuck being gentle, fuck being slow, and fuck Jo Yuri. It would never have been this easy to do so had it not been weeks and weeks of teasing each other, and memories slowly resurfaced: the way she bent over the counter while eating chips just as you happened to walk by, the way she put her arm under her chest while on the phone, the way she only ever somehow was just putting on something half-decent whenever she answered your knocks on her bedroom door.
Now that you had her, or that she had you, you slid into her like the most natural thing in the world, and Yuri all but disagreed. Every inch you pushed into her brought her moans even higher, without any hint of discomfort until you were all the way inside her. Only then did you notice her eyes shut tight, her teeth almost drawing blood from her lower lip, and you had to reassure her that it'll feel better soon.
“I know,” she said in between deep breaths as her fingers ran through your hair, “I always thought it would,” her moans rising in pitch as she pulled you into her neck, “it’s everything I've dreamed of,” she shivered as you started to move inside her.
And it was heavenly, having a woman like this under you, taking your cock like it's exactly what she needed to survive. Her breath hitched each time you bottomed out in her, and it was the first of the good spots you've come to memorize since. You hit it again and again, and again and again her grip on your back tightened, her breath shook, her pussy making your cock slicker.
“Ah, fuck, yes,” straight into your ear with every thrust into her dripping cunt. Her velvet walls squeezed your cock as she writhed underneath you—she arched her back uselessly as you kept her pinned on the cushions, but the both of you knew she wasn't trying to get free. “Fuck me harder…” she pleaded in that whiny voice you've come to love. The wet slapping sounds coming from where you two connect only turned her on even more, and the more she asked in that voice the more it felt so fucking good to be getting off to the body that teased you constantly.
Her wrists pinned over her head, your hand wrapped around her neck, her tongue sticking out as she watched you tower over her weak, submissive form. Fuck her deeper, faster, rougher; never mind the tears that formed in the corners of her eyes or how they crossed as you pounded her helpless body like all she was was a toy. Her toes curled and uncurled in a rhythm you couldn't quite place, her breath was unsteady and labored, with her only reprieve being the moments you let her neck go only to slap her tits.
“Shit, I'm your fuckdoll, use me—” before she choked again. Drool dripped down her chin as her tongue hung out, Yuri too fucked out to know what to do with it. Another moment for her to breathe, and her tits jiggled against your open palm. Have the slightest bit of mercy for her, and another harsh slap as your hand met her tender breast again. You soothed her like your groping her chest made it all better, and in a way, it did. It had gotten overwhelming, tears streamed freely down her beautiful face as she grew tighter and tighter around you, and you knew she was close.
Your hand wrapped around her neck again, cutting off her air just as she was about to take one in. Her eyes crossed, tongue out, babbling nonsense as her brain powered down; she was losing her mind, and she trusted you to take advantage of her however you wanted.
Her thighs shook, her back arched further, her cunt throbbed—and you felt your release was imminent, faster and faster in this needy, warm hole—before a strangled moan finally fought its way through your grip. Her pussy gripped your rock hard cock tight, and streams of her girlcum splashed all over your crotch. Her vulnerable body jerked with each squirt, drenching your cock and the cushions underneath her sore cunt with her nectar. The way her tits and thighs jiggled, the way she thrashed trying to get free and cum the way she wanted; there wasn't any sight of her luscious, willing body that didn't turn you on even more.
“Yuri,” you whispered right into her ear, “I'm gonna fill you up, and you're gonna fucking take it.” And her response you couldn't tell if it was a nod or just her in the middle of the most groundbreaking orgasm she'd ever had. She screamed your name as she felt you pounding her poor hole, and at last the pressure in your balls cracked open the floodgates: one final thrust deep into her warm, wet cavern and ropes of your hot cum shot out of you and straight into her womb. With how she jerked and twitched beneath you as you filled her up, you could have sworn she really was just a premium sex toy instead of your teasing roommate.
Without even the chance to recover, Yuri was sent into another climax, her gorgeous voice growing hoarse as she screamed every expletive she knew. The heat she felt inside her was unbearable, and the feeling of being filled by your seed only cemented into her mind that she'd never feel this good again without you.
Her eyes fluttered closed as her labored breathing desperately forced air back into her lungs; she lay there sweaty and motionless, your cum leaking out of her sore cunt and onto the couch, and you swear she'd never looked so sexy. Her sultry smile, the bruises only beginning to form around her neck, and her last effort before she completely passed out: she found your hand and brought it to her aching chest, asking you to soothe her abused tits. You did as requested, and as you toyed with her boobs, you noticed a sweet-sounding snore coming from your new toy.
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