#asianman

  "Hey, Joonie," he heard his girlfriend greet. Wherever she was, the reception wasn't too good. Sounded like she was on the move.

  "Hey, babe," he can't help the small smile growing on his face. "What're you up to?"

  "I was just about to ask you the same thing. Are you busy?" She wondered, he heard a hopeful tone in her voice, despite the commotion in the background muffling her words a bit.

  "Nah, I just got home. I'm about to shower, why?" He wondered. He steps out of his shoes and sheds his shoulder bag, slipping into his house slippers and shuffling into his room. He drops his bag onto his desk chair.

"Oh, okay, so you're done with classes for the week?" She asked, and he hummed in agreement. "Good... you think I can come over when my class is over? I know you're probably tired...." She trails off, he chuckles huskily at her adorable habit to ramble. She stopped herself this time, but she tends to run her mouth when she gets shy.

  "Sure, I miss you." They hadn't seen each other in two weeks, with the exception of video calls. They both had some busy weeks between classes and for Alex, work too. He could tell she was blushing, she'd gone quite for a moment.

  "Okay, Joonie. I should be over in like 90 minutes." She explained.

  "Okay, see you then." He granted and she hung up, he pulls his clothes off, heading into the shower to wash off his day.

Sure enough, 90 minutes later, she was knocking on his door. Namjoon eagerly got up to answer it, smiling when he saw her. She beams, and they wrap their arms around one another. He lifts her off her feet, turning into his apartment and squeezing her. She giggles.

  Namjoon set her on her feet, shutting the door behind them. "How was your day?"

  "Long," she muttered with a sigh. "You?"

  "Same," he saw her overnight bag shouldered, smiling. She pokes his dimples, cooing about how much she missed them. "Have you showered yet?"

  She shakes her head, pulling a hair tie from her wrist and pulling her long, thin twists up into a bun on her head, "Do you mind...?" He shakes his head.

"I'll be in bed," he assured, watching her shuffle away into his bathroom with a smile. Namjoon moves back to bed, gently turning his small plum tree on his window sill so that it would get sunlight on both sides. He grabs hold of a novel from his shelf, sitting back on his bed as he resumes the story. The shower stopped soon, he could hear his girlfriend shuffling around in there. The door opened, though she only poked her head out.

  "Joonie?" She called, and he looked at her from where he sat, "Can I wear one of your shirts?" She asked shyly, even from down the hall he can tell she's blushing. He gets up and pulls out one of the first t-shirts from his drawer, handing it to her. He wondered what she was so shy for, they'd seen each other naked countless times. He recalled asking her once, and she rambled on about still having privacy to herself. He shrugged at the thought.

  A minute later, she stepped out, dropping her bag into his room and shutting the door behind her. She yawns and stretches, he watches his shirt hike up her lush thighs, revealing the pretty cherry red thong she had on. Namjoon bites his cheek at the sight, pretending to get back into his book as she joined him in bed.

  He expected her to lie with him, though she lies on her stomach facing the foot of the bed, where her TV stood. Her dorm had a size limit for personal TVs, and so she kept it at his place. She switches it to one of her shows, keeping the volume low for his sake.

  Namjoon bites his cheek harder as he looks at her. She'd pulled the front section of her hair up, it all spilled down her back. She's propped up on her elbows, feet gently kicking as she watches her show. His eyes trail to her backside, though she shifted, reaching for her bag and pulling it toward herself.  "They we're giving treat bags, today. You want some?" She asked, turning and showing him the little bag of candy she had in hand.

  Namjoon chuckles, she's adorable. He nods, and she rummages around for a moment before pulling out a lemon lollipop for him. He smiles at her, sticking it in his mouth with the wrapper carelessly discarded in the general direction of his waste bin.

  She returns to her show, chewing the fruity candies she had. Namjoon's gaze lands back on her backside, his shirt barely covering it. He stares at the underside of her pillowy soft booty, perfectly round and plump. It was hard to make out, but he could see the colorful fabric of her panties peeking back at him. Alex crossed her legs at the ankle, dropping her feet back onto the bed.

  She had a pillow tucked beneath her waist, it made her butt poke out that much more. The underside of her smooth thighs blend seamlessly into it. Her skin glistened with that sweet rose oil she tends to use. He heard her giggle at her show, watching her booty jiggle as a result.

  His lollipop was all gone, he settled with fiddling with the plastic stick it was stuck on. His tongue swirls around the thin stem, still tasting the remnants of the lemony sweet treat as he stares intently at her butt. If only he had given her a smaller t-shirt, the hem was compromising his full view of her bubble butt. What he would give to squeeze each globe of her flesh in each hand.

  He feels heat building in his stomach, and that familiar ache in his groin. Namjoon props up his knee, glad he had on grey sweats to easily cover up his raging boner. She giggles again, the supple flesh of her delectable behind rippling yet again.

  He peeks at their reflection in his wall mirror, holding his breath at the sight of her cleavage, practically spilling out of his shirt. It was ill fitting on her, most of his clothes were, considering their much larger size. Her soft, large breasts are squished together, begging to be squeezed and played with. She had no bra on, he could see glimpses of her brown nipples. He jokingly called them Hershey's kisses. They're fun to suck on, especially considering how sensitive she is.

  He watched one side slip down her shoulder, and as if to add to his torture, she hadn't bothered pulling it back up when she noticed. Alex rummages through her sweets again, unwrapping a bright red lollipop.

  Namjoon presses his back to his headboard, keeping his book in his lap. Little could be done to alleviate the deep throb he felt. He clenched his jaw, staring at the reflection of her plump lips as they wrap around the bright red ball of sugar. They release it with a soft, wet pop. Alex hums in satisfaction, dipping the candy back into her mouth. He shuts his eyes at the sound of the gentle slurps. She was trying not to be crude as she enjoyed her candy, not that he minded.

"Joonie?" Alex called, she turns her face back to him, pulling the candy from her juicy, glistening lips. "Did you hear me?"

  Namjoon shakes his head, fumbling for an excuse. "Sorry, babe, I was reading this." He gestured to his book, his girlfriend hums in understanding. Damn that innocent look on her face. She knows what she's doing. He saw the hint of lust on her gaze, she slips her candy back into her mouth, slowly slipping it from the confines of her juicy, plump lips, releasing it with another wet pop. Namjoon shifts a bit.

  "You haven't turned a page in like ten minutes, Joonbug." She stated softly. Oh she knows exactly what she's doing, alright. She giggles softly at his expression, reaching in and pulling out another lemon lollipop. She hands it to him, he takes it and places it in his mouth, discarding the stick from the old one.

  He tries returning to his book, but she kept shifting as she watched her show, he watched her tuck her arm beneath her torso. Namjoon quirks a brow, sucking in the lemony flavor as he stares at the tips of her pretty fingers, gently they massage the soft bundle of nerves that are clad in her colorful lace panties. He watched her back dip inward, staring at her face in their reflection again. Her eyes were shut blissfully, the stick from her candy dangling between her lips. He flexes his jaw.

A soft, breathy sigh slips from her glistening lips, her fingers slowly rubbing herself in gentle, tight circles. He watched them move, hearing her breath hitch as she applied more pressure. Her lids flutter with pleasure, fingers collecting moisture.

  Namjoon marks his page, setting his book beside him on his nightstand. He unlocks the bottom drawer and pulls out a condom, bringing it to his teeth. By now the candy had dissolved completely in his mouth, leaving the plastic stick to dangle between his teeth. Alex shudders gently, he watched her ass jiggle as she did. He tears the condom open, pulling himself from his grey sweats and rolling it on. It's vibrant blue color seemed a bit off putting to him, but he wasn't one to waste.

  Namjoon sits up, straddling her thighs. She pulls her hand away, lip tugged between her teeth in anticipation. He slides his shirt up her back, marveling at the beautiful sight of her backside. He takes a handful of each heap, squeezing the supple flesh in his hands. Alex whimpers, shifting impatiently, her ass moving with her. Namjoon takes hold of the cherry red thong, sliding it down her juicy thighs until it was at her knees. The light slurping of her lips around the red candy makes his hair stand on end. 

She meets his eyes in their reflection, feigning innocence with that sinful, sultry gaze. Namjoon bites his cheek. "Make that one last." He orders, staring at her intensely in the mirror. He starts admiring the dimples in her back, wrapping his hands around her hips, pressing his thumbs into her back dimples. 

  Her breath hitches softly as he slowly slips in, though the two of them kept shifting in discomfort. Alex arches her back some more, and he turns and stuffs one of his pillows beneath her hips. Her eyes shut softly as he fully submerged himself at last, breath falling heavily. Her thighs part more for him, lifting her ass toward him a bit higher. Namjoon smirks, his large hand gripping the supple flesh, watching it jiggle. 

  Her body jolts at the first thrust. It had been a while, surely she'd need some getting used to. He keeps his gaze on her pretty, dewy face. Her juicy plump lips wrap around that damned lollipop, staining her tongue bright red. It wasn't long before her soft moans began to build, he brings her hips back to meet his thrusts, increasing the power of them gradually. Namjoon bites back a curse, she was gripping him hard, not to mention the sweltering heat of her velvety soft walls. He groans, reaching and gripping a handful of her long twists. 

Alex's eyes roll back, and she goes quiet as she holds her breath. Namjoon smirks, pounding her with more force as her body starts to tremble around him. Soft whimpers slip from her, and her mouth gapes open. She seems to have forgotten about her candy. 

  "Finish it," He ordered in a gruff tone, which seemed to help her come back to her senses. She props herself up on her elbows, succumbing to the loud, hard thrusts he made into her. They both stare at their crude reflection, watching her attributes quake with every movement. Namjoon stared at her perky breasts as they move, just her cleavage having slipped out from the collar of his shirt that was much too big for her. 

  "Joonie..." She whimpered his name, gripping the sheets beneath her. She suddenly remembered her half-finished lollipop, placing it between her lips and holding it there. She yelps as his large hand lands harshly on her ass, leaving a bright red print on it. His hands wrap back around her waist, her eyes start to cross and roll back again. She moans loudly, gasping softly as her orgasm surges through her in intense waves. 

  Namjoon takes his opportunity to slow down his pace, but not the intensity, leaning over her lean body and tucking his hand beneath her. She flinches beneath his weight as he grinds her ruthlessly. Her jaw falls agape as he massages her wet clit with his fingers in small circles. She whines, and he can feel moisture dripping between them as she squirms. Namjoon smirks at her, studying her beautiful face as she succumbs to the pleasure. 

  She reaches blindly behind her, plucking the plastic stick from her lips and tossing it carelessly at the floor. She grips his shirt in a tight fist, pulling him down and turning her head. Her soft lips land sloppily on his. They both groan as they both get lost in the delectable sensation. The taste of the flavor of cherry and lemon on each other's lips was addictive, Alex tries to lean up more to kiss him harder. He feels her walls clench him hard. He groans, hips starting to spasm. She smiles against his lips, refusing to let his shirt go as he succumbs to the pleasure. He groans into her mouth, waiting for his body to relax before pulling away. 

  He gently moves her hair from her face, climbing off his bed and heading over to the bathroom down the hall. In the meantime, Alex pulls herself up and steps out of her panties completely. Namjoon returns, grabbing another condom from his drawer. Clearly Alex wasn't through with him yet. She stares at him expectedly, watching him sit down at the edge of the bed. She takes the condom from his hand and takes it upon herself to tear it open with her teeth. He bites his lips at the sight, watching as she rolled on the bright red material. He felt himself spring right back up as he stared at her face. 

  Alex seemed to contemplate something, her pretty, delicate hand gently - teasingly - stroking him. Namjoon winces, it felt like she was taking an eternity to decide. Her hands grip his shoulders, and her long legs straddle him. He lifts the long shirt she was wearing, slipping it up her thighs and gripping her waist. Alex bites her juicy lips as she sinks back onto him, breath hitching quietly. 

  Namjoon holds her back, using his thumb to pull her lips from her teeth. They were still bright red from the sugary candy, and slightly swollen. He leans close and kisses her deeply. 

  Alex moans, swiveling her hips. Namjoon's eyes roll back at the sensation, he sits back, using his arms to keep himself upright as he watches her. She sighs softly, her grip on his shoulders tight as she continuously rolls her hips. 

  Namjoon curses, throwing his head back as he endures. He squeezes his eyes shut, somehow feeling more hyper-sensitive than usual. Her hands glide down his torso, she seemed to want him to take his clothes off, too. 

Namjoon grips her butt, feeling her bounce on him hard. He cursed again, the squelching noises between them start to persist. Alex moans, gripping him hard. He hoped his neighbors wouldn't complain too much. 

  He sits up more, trying to restrain her harsh movements and hug her into his body. She was moving so passionately, large, perky breasts jumping with every move. Her erected nipples seemed to entice him more, begging to be played with. Though as his arms tried to encircle her, she pushed him back down, this time onto his back with force. He lays back astonished as she worked herself insistently on top of him. Her juicy thighs grip his waist hard. 

Her eyes roll back, mouth falling agape and revealing that beautiful, glistening red tongue. Alex pants hard, clenching around him just as much. Again, Namjoon winces, having to restrain himself. Though at this rate she'd finish him off for good. While her guard is down, he grips her body, rolling her onto her back. 

  Alex gasps in surprise, legs quivering and her body squirming with anticipation. She pouts at him expectantly, trying to keep her legs wrapped tightly around him so they don't part. He manages to pry them apart, though he underestimated her desperation, only managing to pin one of them beneath his knee before she was struggling again. He thrusts into her hard. Alex moans loudly, gripping his neck and lifting her free leg higher to give him further access. She throws her head back, moaning as the lewd, wet noises persist between them. He kisses her throat and collar, feeling her body quivering beneath him as her orgasm surges through her. He felt the hot moisture spreading, bewildered by the milky liquid pouring from within her walls.

Namjoon groans into her hair, her nails dig into his shirt as she whimpers pleadingly. Her leg locks around him hard as his orgasm courses through him. The both of them pant roughly. He rolls off of her, laying beside of her so they can relax and catch their breaths. 

Alex was first to catch her breath, she turns onto her side, fingers fumbling with his sheets. He turns his head to stare at her pretty, flushed face. She seemed shy suddenly. Namjoon chuckles, despite his exhaustion. She was so cute. "Sorry about your pants, Joonie." She muttered, seeming embarrassed. 

He lifts his head to see what she was talking about, only just now realizing the massive wet patch on the front of them. He should have pulled them off from the start. Though he didn't think his girlfriend was capable of creaming. He'd have a lot of fun with that in the future. The thought makes him smirk, and Alex watched him simply slide them off, tossing them into his waist bin. 

"I'll get you new ones." She insists. Namjoon shakes his head with a hum, rolling onto his side and wrapping his arms around her. He pulls her body into his, sighing. 

"Don't worry about it." He mumbles into her neck, his husky voice made her skin tingle.