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he needed you. There was no time for foreplay. He immediately pulled you onto his lap, grabbing your hips possessively. He kissed you like he hadn’t eaten in days. Wet, sloppy, hungry kisses.

He slipped a hand under your shirt, helping you slide it over your head before helping you unbuckle your bra, discarding it somewhere around the room.

you slid your panties off, followed by your skimpy skirt. You were too busy taking your own clothes off that you didn’t realize that he had already slipped off his sweatpants.

His hard length standing up tall, leaking with pre-cum and throbbing like crazy. he helped you position yourself on top of him, sliding his cock up and down your slit, coating it in your wetness. you were a little scared to ride him because usually he’s the one in control of how much of him you take, but this time it would be on your command. “ sit on it slowly, baby. I’ve got you.”

He held his cock steady for you, the thick head pressing against your entrance. “Just breathe and lower yourself. I'm not going anywhere." His thumbs spread your ass cheeks apart as you positioned yourself. "That's it... good girl." The tip pushed inside.

You gasped as his tip stretched you wide. He was thick .. thicker than any toy you'd ever used. You slowly sank down, inch by inch, his width filling you completely. His hands gripped your hips tighter as you took more and more of him. “Holy... fuck,” he grounded “ been missing this pussy.”

You paused halfway down, your thighs trembling as you adjusted to his size. He saw the hesitation and rubbed your lower back soothingly. “Breathe, princess. You're doing so well." He urged your hips down further, helping you sink until your ass was resting against his thighs. "See? You took all of it." His thumbs stroked your hipbones.

Once you were fully seated, he gave you a moment to catch your breath. Then he lifted his hips slightly, pulling out until only the tip remained inside you before snapping them back up again. The sudden movement made you cry out at the intense sensation of being stretched so wide again. "Now ride me.”

so you did. after a while You were bouncing on his lap, your breasts shaking with each impact. he fucked up into you matching your rhythm while still guiding you gently by the hips . He watched you intently, He could feel your inner walls fluttering around him as you got closer and closer. "That's it... let go for me, baby.”

Your walls clenched around his thick cock, your orgasm washing over you in waves. You collapsed forward onto his chest, your pussy milking his length. He kept his hips raised, keeping you fully impaled on him. "Good girl," he praised, his hand rubbing circles on your back as you rode out your climax. "Now it's my turn."

he continued fucking up into your overstimulated, dripping pussy, causing you to yelp and jump back up. he kept hitting that spot that made your vision blur and with you being still sensitive from your previous orgasm, it felt like you were floating. it didn’t take long before he was gasping and groaning , filling you up , shooting hot , thick ropes of cum straight into you.

you collapse onto his chest, completely fucked out while he strokes your back soothingly to try to calm you down. after you both catch your breath , he chuckles ,

“oh, hey yn!” sunoo warmly greets.

“yea yea, helloooo we can save the reunion for later im exhausted.” you say as your shove past his wide frame standing in the doorway. sunoo and you have always had sleepovers and it helped that his bed was really comfy. he swore left and right that his bed was “just as comfy as yours is” but the way you were out like a light every time you so little as sat on it said otherwise.

his apartment was dim, cozy, and quiet. perfect for a nap after a long day of classes.

he watched as you somehow managed to drag your feet to his bedroom door. the room was dark except for the light from his pc and a faint light coming from the floor to ceiling windows that had slightly see through black curtails over them. you sat your bag down on the floor and fell right into the bed.

“damn, yn… you really were tired”

a sleepy “mhm” came from you as you comfied up in his soft sheets. they smelled like him, not a bad smell nor a good smell. just slightly comforting. you missed cozying up in your best friends bed every other weekend, spending time with eachother even if you were both in your own little worlds.

he sat on the edge of the bed.

“missed hangin’ with you yn.”

he waits a second for a response, not sure if you’re passed out already or not.

“well, was playing cod so…. im gonna play for a little bit longer, then ill probably come lay with you. i’ma turn on some music, alright? get comfortable.” he says while he walked back to his desk.

| ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ : ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋɴᴅ

he wouldn’t admit it but he liked seeing you curled up in his sheets. he’d always been into you , but just watched from as a far never over stepping. kisses sometimes made a come through when you were both drunk and “love you”s were far from non-normal by now. but nothing sexual ever. not that either of you have never thought about it before, you’ve totally imagined sunoo fucking you on his gaming desk ppplenty of times. and so has he.

you drift asleep while you hear quiet “fuck”s , “ahhh shit!”s or a quiet slam of his mouse onto the mouse pad occasionally.

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you wake up eventually .. there’s a dim lamp on now and he’s getting up just as you open your eyes, he’s shutting off the pc. finally. you check your phone… it’s been about an hour since you fell asleep. the songs still playing.

“and she rises, fucking sleepy head.” he said with a laugh as he plopped down right next to you on the bed.

he grabs a water bottle from the nearby nightstand and gulps at the remaining drops coming from it and some fall down his neck. the heavily tilted back angle his head was at exposed his adam’s apple perfectly. you can’t help but watch as it bobbed up and down as he drank. he noticed you watching, but says nothing. just continues. he tosses the bottle over to the side and turns to you with sleepy eyes smile and suggests, “wanna turn on a movie? your pick, hm?”

you don’t reply for noticeably too long. you can’t help but notice..he looks extremely hot right now. messy hair, halfway lidded eyes, those plump, shiny, painfully kissable lips curled into a soft smile that make your stomach turn involuntarily at the sight. and his bulge is… prominent if anything.

“mmm, nooo~. c’mon im tired sunoo let’s just lay here.” you whine while curling up on his chest, forcing him to lay down fully.

cuddling wasn’t unusual for you and sunoo. it was a friend thing. you’d cuddle up and watch a movie after a hard day for either of you, or just because.

“alright, alright.” he laughs while covering you both fully with his comforter before placing a light hand on your lower back, holding you closer. not too close but close enough for you to feel it.

you look up at him, saying nothing.

he’s already looking at you.

the song fills the room and makes the tension worse. it’s unbearable at this point and it’s affecting him more than he shows. You can feel the small barrier you’ve created between friends and fuck buddies slowly falling.

his hands starts moving slightly, pulling you even closer causing you to grab his shoulder with a quiet but noticeable gasp.

“your neck..”

“what— my neck?? it’s what?? my neck is fine—“

before you can even finish your thought he leans in and starts laying kissing all over you neck as he slid your already off the shoulder sweatshirt down even more to expose more of you for him to mark. you melt into the kisses almost instantly. you can’t fight this shit anymore, fuck.

he unlatched briefly, “it’s too bare.. needs marking.”

you moan softly, tilting your head back to give him more of a canvas for his markings which makes him hum against your neck, making you shiver. he continues to place hungry kissses, sucks and light bites to your neck and shoulder, not enough to break skin..just enough to cause that sting. it isn’t painful but pleasuring.

you start slighty grinding towards him without you even realizing it. you needed more.

he smirks against you skin before pulling back, “you like this shit, don’t you?”

you nod with a desperate sigh.

that causes him to throw the comforter aside, and move down towards your feet and settle between your legs.

it happens slow, careful but you don’t stop him, shit you’ve damn near dreamt of this moment.

“can i…. take these off of you?” he says with that lewd tone, tugging at your shorts and panties.

you nod.

he lets out a soft laugh and takes both of them off with one smooth motion. the cold air being introduced to your bare skin makes you moan. he places soft kisses to your inner thighs, “this okay?”

“yea, keep doing that.” you manage breath out. this feels unreal. your best friend is about to eat your pussy? but god, you hope he doesn’t stop. and he didn’t. he keeps kissing your thighs, softly teasing you before he his lips latched onto your clit, causing you so moan at the suddenness.

he sucks on your clit, flicking his tongue occasionally before he starts fully eating you out. holding your legs apart. he’s not forcing them, just holding them open. “you’re so wet, mmm..taste so good.” he mumbles against your lips, sucking and licking harder as he removed one firm hand from your thigh and slid two thick, long fingers into your wetness. they’re curling into you, massaging that spot perfectly with each thrust. your shaking at this point. your back arches off of the bed like a reflex and your moans are loud filthy. you don’t care about being shy about this anymore, your too close to your orgasm to even think before acting. it’s perfect, his movements are soft but controlled. you’ve never imagined he was this good. “you gonna cum on my tongue? yea that’s it, cum allllll over your best friends face.”

you’d think him bringing up the best friend fact would ruin the moment, but it actually turned you on even more. the dirty sight of your best friend between your legs making you see stars. goddd. no one else could make you feel this damn good. no one.

“fuck, sunoo… i’m gonna— ahh!!”

his movements didn’t calm down at all, sucking harder and thrusting his fingers deeper into you still hitting that spot, ONLY hitting that spot. he could tell you were close, you were squirming and clenching around his fingers. hell, you had even placed a hand on his head, pushing him into you even more. you REALLY liked this.. and he could tell. one more hard suck to your sensitive clit pushed you over the edge. “that’s it pretty, let go”. your orgasm came crashing down on you causing you to cum all over his mouth, just like he had asked you to earlier.

he didn’t stop, helping you ride out your orgasm while also making sure to catch your leaking arousal in his mouth, licking up every last bit like a thirsty dog.

“fuck sunoo… did you just—“

“i did. yea. i just ate your pussy. don’t overthink it, you’re mine now.. wanna be able to make you feel this good all the damn time.”

you smiled at his words, greatful that he didn’t complicate this. he’s your boyfriend now. you’re his girlfriend. other than that you’re also spread out on his bed, soaked and puffy and still catching your breath.

“i think you can give me one more, yea?”

your eyes shoot open, “n-no!! no sunoo i really can’t, that was a lot already i can’t—“

“mmm”, he glances down at your pussy, running a thumb down your slick folds, “she looks pretty empty baby, practically begging to be filled up.” he coos teasingly. he takes his thumb off of your heat and presses a deep kiss to your lips and over to your ear, lips grazing your it as he says,

“you know you want it baby, no need to hide.”

hearing those words only makes you want it more. you pull him in, kissing him as you lay back while he pulls down his sweat pants causing his rock hard lengthy dick to spring out onto his stomach. he’s a solid 8 inches, thick and his tip is a raging deep pink and leaking with precum.

his size makes your mind spin, will it even fit? will it hurt? holy fuck what do i even do??

“are you ready? it may sting just for a moment, you’ll adjust i promise, okay?”

he gently aligned himself with your entrance before pushing in softly, making sure not to hurt you or rush in dispute his desires. he pushes forward inch my inch untill he’s at as far as he can go. his tip is resting on your sweet spot, making your breathing pick up.

“i’m gonna start moving now, tell me if it’s too much okay?”

“okay..” you say nervously.

he starts making small thrusting motions. he’s barely moving but you’re already losing your mind. he fills you up perfectly, each thrust hitting deep and never missing that spot. it’s like he knows exactly where you need him.

“holy shit sunoo- don’t stop, fuck!!”

he slightly picks up the speed hitting you a bit harder now, “ you like that? fuck! you’re squeezing me like crazy baby.” his voice is rough with dominance and he continues to pick up the speed along with his roughness as you seemingly adjust. he can tell you’re already getting close since you didn’t wait long before starting again..

you’re still sensitive and already reaching the edge again.

“yea jusssst like that, keep squeezing me like that, pretty— shit! he groans.

you can also feel yourself getting close.. you reach down to rub your clit and the site makes him throw his head back. he would’ve reached right down and done it for you, but he was slowly losing control. His thrusts became sloppier and you could feel his dick twitching inside of you.

“fuck sunoo im—“

“close, shit- yea me too” he said in between huffs.

it only took about two more thrusts for you both to overcome your orgasms. Both of your heads thrown back, mouths agape while filthy moans and groans escaped your lips. he falls next to you ,struggling to catch his breath as you struggle to do the same.

•

finally, both of your breathing has settled and you just lay there for a minute. he pulls you close eventually, cradling you in his arms. “was that okay? was i too rough?“ you let out a refreshed sigh, “no… it was really fucking good”

he laughs weakly, “good, now let’s go shower, alright?”

you’ve tried giving yourself massages, but they never work. sweet almond oil, coconut oil, or any other scented, so-called soothing oils, didn’t help you either.

You never wanted to go to a masseuse because you were so scared of them seeing your body, but that seemed like you’re only hope at this point.

You have an appointment at 5:00pm tomorrow. Kind of late, but it works.

You can hardly sleep because you’re so nervous for tomorrow. It feels like the first day of school or something but this is something normal people go to all the time even sometimes on the regular why is it so nerve-racking for you?

It could be just the fact that you’ll be bare bodied on a table, lotioned or oiled up in the middle of warm, dimly lit candles, or the fact that you’ve seen it one too many times in porn and it always ends with more than just a massage, but the person seems soothed.

you tried to kill time before your appointment. Cleaning things that were already spotless or Watching your favorite shows, you even tried to give yourself one last massage, hoping that you’d have to end up canceling.

you check your phone again and it’s only 4:42 and you’re already sitting in the parking lot.

There’s not a lot of cars.. you grow timid. You try to peek inside to see what you’re getting yourself into but you can’t really see much. Fuck it. “Just go you already paid for it”, you shrug followed by a sigh that drops your heart down to your ass.

you don’t have on anything special because you’re gonna be taking it off anyways. Your hair is in a ponytail, cute skirt, tank top. You see yourself in the reflection of the window .. damn you’re a little overdressed for just a massage..whatever.

You walk into a not so surprisingly empty building with a reception desk at the front, but no one sitting there?

There’s waiting chairs, but nobody’s sitting there either and there’s a small hallway right ahead but all the doors are closed except one..

A head peaks out from that one door. A semi tall guy with radiant skin and plump shiny lips. It makes you stop for a second until he warmly smiles, and says “come on in.”

Your heart feels like it’s thumping out of your chest at this point you didn’t know you were gonna be massaged by a guy. if it was a girl at least you could talk about something, like girl stuff I don’t know. It’s not just like it’s any guy either, It’s a really really attractive guy. 

•

you follow him into the room and it’s just what you expected. A table in the middle, a candle in about every corner with a dim light on to fill up the remaining darkness.

It’s not like super medical in there though it’s actually pretty nice.

Some of your fear from earlier had calmed down, but you can’t help but feel the warmth between your legs.

“Hi, I’ll be the one giving you your massage today. We’ll focus on the areas that you selected were tense on the website, all right?”

You nervously nod.

you read the name on his name tag, Sunoo.

“ I’ll be using this oil along with this lotion” he pulls out a lavender oil along with a lavender lotion

you swallow hard and set your bag down on a nearby chair.

“ I can tell you’re a bit nervous, this must be your first time . I’ll assure you have nothing to worry about and hopefully you’ll leave you’re feeling at ease” he says as he turns around to set some things back in the cabinet before beginning.

the words glide off his tongue, almost suggestively ?

you stripped down only to your bra and underwear , feeling self-conscious . You lay on the table faced down with your arms supporting your head. There’s no head hole at the bottom of the table where it would usually be for you to be able to lay down comfortably ..?

“oh actually, you’ll be facing upward for this massage” he says with a light chuckle .

“Also, it’ll be easier if you remove the bra since you needed me to focus most of my work on your work on your shoulders and your underwear could come off as well because we’ll be moving to your lower back later . I’ll keep my eyes away while change you don’t worry.”

That warmth from earlier has grown warmer.

Despite that feeling you follow his instruction and remove the rest of your clothing. You keep repeating to yourself in your head that this is nothing more than just a professional massage. Nothing more.

He turns around to see you laid facing up with nothing on crossing your arms, obviously feeling a bit uncomfortable.

“ here you go,” he lays two towels down on you one over your breasts and one over your pussy. As he does so, he looked down at you with slightly low eyes and a tiny smirk that drew your attention and did nothing but intensify that warmth even more.

You peek over as he pumps some lotion into his hand and start rubbing his hands together.. he’s not wearing any gloves... ? There’s quiet, soothing music in the back that helps ease your mind a bit.

“ close your eyes.”

You do so.

He begins rubbing your shoulders slow but firm enough to unravel that knot a bit.

You do notice that the towel is a little low, just enough to cover your nipples as his hands crept a bit lower than just your shoulders. Your eyes remained closed, but your breathing picked up a bit.

“ just relax, I’ve got you. You’re doing so good.”

The light praise, even if it meant nothing but encouragement made that feeling turn into pure heat.

he kept rubbing, but his hands traveled to your stomach, skipping over your breasts.

He noticed your face twitched at the feeling, and he could feel your stomach raising and falling over again quite quickly.

He began to rub softer going slightly underneath the towel below which made your breath slightly hitch.

“Is everything okay? Any pain? I wanted to do the full massage, but I’ll still focus on your tightest spots, okay?”

“n-no.. no pain— at all” you finally muttered out.



“good, gonna try to relieve those butterflies that you may be feeling in your stomach before I move on, seems to help with nervousness. I’ve been told”

you can hear the smirk on his face as he goes from the top of the table, near your head to the bottom near your feet.

he gently grabs your ankles and spreads them a little wider so he can get between to rub your stomach better.

“this a little better for you?”

you open your eyes to meet his and nod with a quiet “mhm”

“mmm” he hums and continues rubbing your stomach

when he spreads your legs, he can’t help but notice the table slightly glistening with your slick. Turns out the heat from earlier wasn’t just heat, you were getting fully turned on by your masseuse.

“need some help with this too?”

He places his hand on your pussy. The only thing keeping it for making direct contact was the towel.

A quiet gasp escapes from your lips.

It’s not easy to hide that you’re heavily aroused. He can see your nipples poking through the towel he placed above.

“ all you had to do was ask, you know?”

He softly lifts up the towel, just enough to see your pussy and spread your ankles a bit wider to get a better view of what he’s working with.

You’re so wet and still dripping onto the table. It’s a little embarrassing.

He blows cold air onto your heat, you clenched at the feeling.

“aww look, getting so worked up after just a massage hm?” he coos.

his thumb moves to your clit without you realizing it rubbing small, firm circles.

you toss your head back and let out a soft moan at the relief. If he had just continued the massage like normal, you don’t know how you’d put up with the horniness until the end of it.

He pushes in two fingers, slightly stretching you but making a smooth entrance due to your arousal. He starts pumping them in and out of you curling them at the perfect moment to hit that spot that makes you see stars.

“haah— ngh! fuck!”

You start chasing his fingers , grinding against them, needily.

“ that’s it ride these fingers, just like that. good girl.”

He reaches up a hand to slide under the towel covering your titties and starts lightly pinching one of your nipples.

Your moans start getting louder and your breath is starting to catch and you can feel yourself clenching around his fingers as they start going faster and hitting that spot over and over again, right where you need them.

“ I feel you clenching me, baby gonna cum on these fingers? yea?”

And with those words you come undone. Squirting all over his fingers, creating a puddle on the table and dripping onto the floor a bit hell even getting his pants, a bit wet.

•

“ see that? That’s why I don’t wear gloves, pretty. way better without them, huh?”

Without hesitation, he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean of your slick as you watch in awe.

he grabbed one of the towels from your body and starts wiping you clean as well as the table and the floor .

“ you should get dressed , I’ll see you for your next appointment , hm?” he says slyly with a small head tilt and a teasing smile that brings the heat back for just a second.

 oh and you’ll for sure, be back.