Her personalititties are enough to stroke the growing emotions I have for her every single day. Both of them. She's the life partner because she's the one you'd want to fill every role (and hole) for — the woman you take home to your parents and the woman you can't keep your hands off in the car ride back. The kind of woman your brain short-circuits around until the only thought left is more. Over and over. Until she tells you to stop. Which she won't. Because Karina would match that energy and dare you to keep up.

Like Mother, Like Son — Kim Chaewon (LE SSERAFIM)

I saw how she treats that dog of hers and I understood immediately. I'd bark for her too. Happily. On command. Chaewon has the kind of face that makes obedience feel like a privilege — those swollen, pouty lips doing absolutely criminal work whether she's smiling or not. Doesn't matter which set of lips we're talking about either. The plump glossy pair on her face or the slick pair she keeps between those thighs — I'd worship both with equal devotion and twice the enthusiasm. Let me at them and I'm not coming up for air until she physically pushes my head away. Even then I'm negotiating for five more minutes.

She's the type to spoil her beloved son-in-law rotten. Cook you breakfast in an oversized shirt with nothing underneath. Run you a bath that somehow stretches past an hour because we both know getting clean was never the point — not when she's sitting between your legs with her back against your chest and soap is just an excuse to let hands wander. Chaewon would take care of you in every way a mother-in-law shouldn't. And if one morning she looks over her shoulder and tells you she wants you to give her son a little sibling? You're not saying no. You're saying how many.

The Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree — Jang Wonyoung (IVE)

Indubitably the expensive one. The older sister-in-law who could buy anything she wants but still makes you pay — and the currency is your mouth. Wonyoung is the kind of woman who crosses those impossibly long legs and waits for you to kneel without being told. And you do. Every. single. time. Happily starting at the tips of her newly pedicured toes, working your way up the full length of those milky, limitless legs, taking your sweet time because the view alone is worth the journey. By the time your tongue reaches the soft, slick warmth between her thighs you're not even doing it for her anymore. You're doing it for you. Burying yourself deep into those luxurious folds like it's the only way to thank her for her long day of shoots and endorsements. She deserves it. You deserve the taste that even a three-starred restaurant can't provide. That impossibly soft skin, those plump lips permanently set to pout, tits like clouds you want to suffocate against, and a pussy that tastes like the luxury she bathes in — that's all it takes for her to own you, his little brother-in-law completely. Wonyoung doesn't ask her little brother-in-law for favors. She issues commands. And you obey. Twice-fold. With interest.

Brother-in-Law? Make It Daddy! — BIBI

The younger sister-in-law you should have boundaries with but don't. Hyeongseo is the kind of problem you stop trying to solve. She'll crawl under your desk while you're on a call and wrap her lips around you like it's her god-given right. You're studying? Her hand's already in your shorts. Doing the dishes? She's pressed against your back, fingers busy, breath hot on your neck. Sleeping? Not anymore. She wakes you up with her mouth and doesn't stop until you're gripping the sheets and giving her exactly what she came for. Every drop. Swallowed like her life depends on it, cleaned up with her tongue like she's making sure there's no evidence. Then she wipes her mouth, smiles, and walks out of the room like nothing happened. Too rebellious. Too independent. Too comfortable. The type to wander into your room in a tank top and underwear, flop onto your bed, spread herself out like she's sunbathing, and just wait. This brat doesn't ask. Doesn't need to. She knows the view alone is a provocation you can't ignore — and she's counting on it. She lets you touch. No — she dares you to. Legs parting wider every time you hesitate. And you play with her until you're both wrecked and panting and she's curling into your side like she didn't just ruin you for the third time today.

Home Sweet Home — Lee Jieun (IU)

No matter how good your mother-in-law is, nobody replaces mommy. Jieun knows you in ways no one else bothers to learn. Every spot. Every stroke. Every angle calibrated to take you apart in seconds like she built you and kept the manual. One word from that voice — that angelic, devastating, shouldn't-be-legal voice — and something feral unhooks in your chest. You're not a man anymore. You're a little boy crawling back to your mommy, face buried in her chest, lips finding her tender nipples, suckling like you're home for the first time in weeks while she runs her fingers through your hair and whispers there you are. Mommy never has to ask twice. You come when she calls. In every sense of the word.

You will never lay a hand on her. She does that plenty on you. A hard slap across the face when you've been naughty — the kind that stings and makes your eyes water and makes you thank her for it. And when you've been good? Tender. Slow. Fucking you with a care so deliberate it almost breaks you worse than the punishment did. Jieun doesn't love softly. She loves thoroughly. And you'll always crawl back for more.

So that is where she was. In that house. Next, she realized that she had no clothes on. At all. Nor were any of her clothes in sight. In which room of the house was she? This was the guest room. And as she became more awake, she became aware of the smells around her. Her own smells and the smells of ...

It was just the first day of the new timings. Bibi had rejigged all the other schedules to make sure that this younger brother was taken care of. She decided to give the young man a good lunch on the first day so that he felt reassured about the quality of her cooking. She made an excellent jigae, and then there was nothing to do. She had to wait for Jinho to return from college.

As always, her feet were aching. It was stressful, doing one show after another. She rarely got a moment to sit. But since Jayashree madam just wanted someone around the house, and since there was no one at home, there was nothing to do.

She liked that change. She lay down on the floor and put her feet up on the sofa to give her feet much-deserved rest. You get close to the wall or sofa and put up your feet to a good height. The blood flow to the head served as a great pick-me-up in less than ten minutes. And the feet felt rested too.

It was not easy to do, for Bibi wore short skirts most of the time. Putting her feet up meant the skirt fell back, exposing her legs and those sexy thighs. Living the life of an Idol was not so easy to do. And she had a body worth lusting over.

Her body was sculpted and toned by years of Training in the various places she worked as an Idol. Being a single woman meant she was open to being approached by an assortment of lustful men. And having been an Idol, she did have those needs. But only when she wanted. And exposing her body was not an option.

Today she could.

By the time Jinho reached home, Bibi was asleep, and she was lost to the world, asleep. In any case, food was not on Jinho’s mind. He had the freedom of an empty house and was hungry to go look up what a friend had told him was really sexy and worth watching on YouTube.

That did not mean he missed Bibi lying there. Her head was towards the door he entered from with his key, and her feet were on the sofa opposite. Her Thighs were showing as the Skirt had slipped. But what really caught his eye was her chest: breasts partially covered by the tight t-shirt, but for a good part exposed. Rising and falling with her gentle breathing.

For a young man with no real sexual experience, breasts are a fascinating sight. The size, the shape, the texture - nothing mattered. That there were breasts to see was sufficient. Not that Bibi was poorly endowed. She had nice, sumptuous breasts. But neither were they large tits of every teen fantasy.

Jinho’s mind was on masturbation throughout his ride home. His friend had told him about a movie to watch, and he was keen to get on with that. He continued to eye Bibi as he went to his room to turn on his computer and look at those lascivious scenes to which he could masturbate.

It did not take him long to find, as he was used to hunting down more and more sexy stuff to watch on the internet. And there it was. Wow! He had never seen something like this before. Somewhere halfway down the movie The Handmaiden, two women were making lesbian love. Both were seated, and the one on top was fisting the one below. The moans filled the room as the women were moaning, squealing, and cumming - voices and noises mixed. It was in Korean, but not that the language mattered.

He watched fascinated. The lovemaking continued. The scene was longer, much, much longer than similar scenes in most movies. As was his habit, Jinho waited till his cock was so hard and demanding that he simply had to touch himself. When one of the women ducked between the other's legs, it was too much to bear. The moment to stroke himself to a gushing cum was upon him. He slid his trousers down, and his cock sprang up to attention; for attention.

That was also the moment Bibi came looking on hearing the unusual sounds from the boy's room. Since Jinho had turned the sound up to listen carefully to the exciting sounds of ecstasy, he did not hear her open the room door. And the moment Bibi entered the room, her eyes went to the screen of the computer. She saw one body lying between the legs of a woman lying back. She was taken aback when the screen showed the face of a woman between those legs. That face was wet with the fluids of the other woman.

She was transfixed. But so was Jinho fascinated - he had never seen such a realistic shot. Nobody's face ever showed the wetness from eating a woman that as seen in this movie.

His cock was throbbing, and he gently slid his hand up and down, groaning at the pleasure it gave him.

Meanwhile, the women on the screen lay side by side and each tucked her head between the thighs of the other. The shot was from the top as the women merged into a 69 position while lying on their sides.

Jinho continued to stroke himself slowly, steadily. Then the women on the screen got into a different position. Pussies were pressed into each other, and they hammered each other with their bodies. The moment of super-excitement came when both clasped hands so they could get support to fuck really hard.

Clutching at each other's hands, looking into each other's eyes, the two women fucked each other. Pussies rubbed and smeared. Lips must be caressing each other, splayed open with stimulation and lust.

Unseen by the camera but seen in the eye of the mind, Jinho imagined how those pussies were pulsing. They really needed to fill their pussies, and here he was without someone to fuck! He groaned, desperate at having to make do with his hand.

Bibi was fascinated as she was aroused. And she knew what the boy was doing. She felt like touching herself, which is what she did many a time. There were enough men in her circle who had an eye on her luscious body.

She was a pretty woman with the firm, taut body of an idol. She had a few who liked to fuck her. It was plain and simple sex, for them and for her. And yet, the woman in her never sought them out.

It was they who came to her with their lust. She took her satisfaction when it came and from where it came. And left it at that. Men were trouble. And all of them were married. Double trouble.

She looked over Jinho’s shoulder and saw him stroke himself. The young man's cock was unlike any of the many she had seen. As it was with her breasts for the young man's eye, so it was with the cock for her eyes. It mattered that it was a cock; nothing else mattered.

Her hand joined his. She leaned over him from behind, and the other hand went to his mouth to stifle him but to reassure him, too. She slipped fingers into his mouth, playing with his tongue as she stroked his cock.

He turned around to see who it was, and their eyes locked. Jinho groaned and rubbed his face against her chest. His cock was in her hand now as Jinho grasped at her body, turning around in his chair as much as he could.

She pumped down, and his cockhead swelled, red and glistening. One more and his cum shot up. Her mouth involuntarily opened, and her lips made a shape as if to take in the cock and its erupting white shots.

Her head reared and jerked in unison with the convulsions of the cock. It was not a conscious act on her part. It was just how engrossed she was watching the thrusting and pulsing cock.

Gobs and gobs of cum flowed over her hand and down. Sounds of Jinho groaning joined the chorus from the computer. The women on screen were cumming along with Jinho here.

Only Bibi seemed left out. In his ecstasy, the boy's teeth had sunk into her breast, but she didn't mind, somewhat protected from the harshness of the bite by her clothing.

He stood up, and when she removed her hand, he quickly brought it back on his ever-pulsing cock. He made sure she kept stroking him. He hugged her and thrust into her hand repeatedly. When he stopped spewing, he simply told her, "I need you. Let's fuck."

She needed the fucking, too. She was aroused for sure. It had been weeks since she had fucked one of those random men. And what she saw on the computer had caused her juices to flow even though she was largely unfamiliar with how one woman could pleasure another. And then this young man's virility is all on display. But.

"Can you do anything?" she asked as her face caressed the boy's. He guided her hand to his still ramrod-stiff cock.

"Mmmmm," she murmured. He might not be able to cum so soon, but that was to her advantage, she thought to herself. She wanted to be fucked.

"Come," she whispered. And instead of showing the single-minded focus on possessing her pussy with his cock, his attention went straight to her breasts. He kissed the slopes and very incompetently tried to work the hooks open.

He was not going to succeed anytime soon. She simply undid the hooks and pulled his face to her bosom. While he kissed and licked the more open slopes now, she undid her bra clasp. Heaven was open to him as he slathered her breasts with his saliva. Hungry lips sucked in the nipples, setting Bibi’s pussy aflame.

No doubt when her cousin had asked her to look after the son. But she cannot have had this in mind. The prim older lady's son was just another lusty lad like any other.

The sucking continued for a long time till Bibi gently had to remind him, "Don't you want to fuck?"

She pulled at her shirt till it fell to the floor, and now only the skirt stood between Jinho and his lifetime dream of a wet cunt to nest his cock in. She turned around to undo its cord. Jinho kissed her bare back feverishly.

Bibi felt his hot and wet kisses and shivered: the men who took her did nothing for her. It was just animal fucking. That had its charm. But this was delicious. Her nipples stood hard and erect, and now that her skirt was undone, she pulled it down her thigh, and it trailed down her sexy legs.

She held his hand and led him to his single bed. Just enough for one person and another lying on top. They sat down next to each other, and she looked down at his throbbing cock. "Do you know what to do?" she asked. He shook his head. No.

"Do you want to be on top of me?" she asked. No response. "Do you want me on top?" she asked. His mind went to the clips he had seen where the woman rode the man to a climax.

His hand snaked towards her to feel her breasts. His palm stroked the nipple. She gasped. She swung her legs over and lay back. "Come on top," she instructed him.

He kneeled between her legs, his cock dangling. It was then that she took note of it. He was super-large from the excitement of a first fuck, all bulging and spongy. "Is it your first time?" she asked. He nodded.

His cock was dripping onto her body below. He lowered his head to her breasts and licked them, long, lazy strokes of his tongue. Her body trembled with excitement. She needed the fuck.

"Get between my legs," she urged him. He looked down at his cock, large and ready - but numbing from the swelling. She reached down and held him. And she tugged him by his cock close to her lips. "Push," she whispered, urgently. He thrust himself at her, aimlessly, clueless about where his target lay. He slid along her stomach, and both of them groaned.

"Wait, wait, wait," she said hoarsely. She pushed him back and straddled him. Holding his cock firmly, she brought her pussy over its target. And she sank down, shivering and stammering loudly, "Jinhoo!" she groaned.

Holding him, she rolled over and now had him on top. Her stallion. Her young stud is a stallion.

"Now! Fuck me!" she commanded. He pulled back and felt almost stuck inside her - so heavily swollen was he. He had never seen himself so large either. He thrust a bit, eyes wide.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she urged him on in desperation. He pulled back too far; he lost her; he thrust forward again, missing his target.

This time, she was able to guide him back without having to mount him. Then he thrust better - shallow, quick thrusts, learning how to find her.

And Bibi needed the cock so much that she thrust back at him every time he pulled back. Jinho groaned loudly and started to call out to her, "Noonaaaa!" he called out in desperation. She was so good!

"Yes, Jinho," she responded. He pounded away as pleasure returned to his numb cock. Bibi was throwing herself around and up at him as pleasure ripped through her body. Her legs wrapped around his hips, and she held on to his shoulders.

The boy came into her and filled her. She did not feel that she was done. She could do with more fucking. The boy became a man in that instant. And he slumped forward on her as his cumming took over his body, and he could do nothing but shudder into her, wailing and calling out her name. Oh! How he loved this woman!

She pushed him off. His cock was undiminished. It was red from the exertion. His foreskin had pulled back behind his cock head and was stuck there. But it was unconquered.

"You have not eaten!" she said to him. "Come. Let me feed you," she said shyly. She wore just her t-shirt around her body -no bra, no panties. She went to the kitchen to get him food.

A little voice inside her head told her that she needed him nourished for her own bodily needs. Those sexual needs were barely met in the first fuck of that youth's life. If the edge was off, she could look forward to her own satiation.

She needed that body to satiate her own primal needs. As she walked to the kitchen, Jinho could see her body just covered by the thin layer of her t-shirt. Her ass, the curves of her body, and her breasts were all visible.

More than being a layer of modesty, it added a layer of seduction to a hot-blooded woman. Jinho felt hungry. And it was not for lunch.

That thin shirt worn around her supple body did more to accentuate her sexuality than hide anything. She went to get the soup and rice for him whom she had only just deflowered, as it were.

As she stirred the soup to a simmer, her mind was on the stirring inside her. Jinho represented unbridled libido but also a certain sophisticated gentleness which she had never experienced before.

Her mind was specifically on the tender kisses he implanted on her bare back before the demands on his virgin body made him fuck her. The amateurishness and the quick release were no surprise for so young a man. Nor was his desire to fuck and ability to release so soon after having been masturbated to a finish.

And while her mind was on the spots on her back that came alive to his kisses, she took in her breath sharply for she felt it again. It was not in her mind. Jinho had come up behind her.

There was just a band of soft cotton going diagonally across that beautiful expanse of flesh, leaving much of it open. He could even see the bulge of the side of her breast before the shirt stole away the sight from him.

No one had ever kissed her, much less in an area not associated with plain and simple fucking. The men in her social circle that she was likely to encounter just mounted her and pounded into her.

In like fashion, she pounded into them. The vigor made up for the lack of finesse, sometimes leaving her wonderfully tired and relaxed, even if a bit sore. It was just sex.

The kisses on her back were something else. Jinho kissed the middle of her back, and she shivered. He gently pressed his lips up on each spot down the spine, sucking her till it released with a pop. She gasped. He moved lower. And lower. And lower. Her pussy melted and flowed. Already, the accumulation of cum had seeped and trailed down her inner thigh. She felt it deep inside her, the plentiful amount inside her.

The thin t-shirt stopped him from fully cupping those perky boobs in his hands, whereas the lower part of her body had already been reduced to jelly, and she had subtly spread her legs and was ready if he reached the cleft of her buttocks and went anywhere from there.

He did not. He traced the way back up. The knot at the back of her neck -- she did not know that it could send the same electric shock that she felt when her nipples were toyed with! Oh, she wanted him so badly!

He nuzzled her, standing up to his full height now. She moved her face sideways, and the gentle caress of face upon face and the wisps of hair excited both of them. Also standing up to its full height was his erection. But prodding her made him wince as the cockhead was bulging, unprotected by foreskin and feeling super-tender. He reached down and pulled it back up so that it was pressed between them. His abdomen, his raging erection and then the crevice between her buttocks.

She could feel its complete dimensions. There was something about that first fuck with him that left a lot to be desired. It was more about overcoming his first pangs of hunger and nothing more than that.

She wiggled her buttocks and felt him -- it was going to be delicious to take that in deliberately and consciously. She was going to take him the way she wanted, she told herself.

For now, it was Jinho doing the taking. His cock was warmly snuggled up to her accepting buttocks. His body was pressed against her. His hands went to the front to claim her breasts.

The cotton was seductively soft and even softer were the breasts within. He held them, weighing them. Fingers searched out her nipples and played with them. Obediently, they stood to attention. He caught each between his thumbs and fingers and stroked them gently, tugging.

All through the cloth, because despite searching, in his ardor, he could not find the way to go below the garment. His hand slid lower, caressing her tummy and threatening the probe the vale between the legs.

It was all too much for her, and she swung around facing him. Her hand reached below and held his cock firmly. It seemed to hum with a life of its own. Her own desire had soared with his gentle kissing, nibbling, and stroking.

She now noticed that the cock could not be contained in her hand. But she knew a place where she could contain him in full and use him. "Fuck him like an animal!" her mind told her, much like the way she was used to being mounted. She wanted to do the mounting. She wanted to be the ... be the... be the...

A sputter from the soup told her it was thickening more than she intended. She turned off the stove and, still holding his cock asked him, "Don't you want to eat?"

"Yes, I do. But not what you think?" he replied. He was a virgin till a short while ago. But his educated mind had been imaginatively absorbing the sexually charged content he viewed on porn sites. He was a different kind of guy. In theory, he knew the anatomy of a woman intimately.

But beyond that, he favored the exploration of a woman so beautifully depicted in many a movie. A woman had needs. And he could especially see in lesbian-themed movies that a woman's need was a great way to open a pathway to his own needs.

And here he was with a woman at his disposal. With plenty of time at hand. He had not tried something silly with her. It was she who had opened the floodgates. And now he intended to do everything.

Without knowing it in so many words, Bibi felt it in him. Her face reddened at his suggestion that there was something else he wanted to eat. "Eat what?" she asked, her voice in a stutter.

He kissed her eyes as he spoke. "Did you see on my computer what that woman was doing to her friend? Like that," he explained. The flow between her legs was definitely not his or her cum from before. She was melting inside.

"But what about this?" she asked of this imaginative novice. She slid her hand up and down his cock, which was now dripping onto her feet and the floor below. There was no answer. She remembered the scene on the computer when the women had swiveled around, and each woman's face was buried in the other's crotch. Maybe that ....

They slid to the kitchen floor. He shimmied down so his face was at her abdomen. The shirt was damp from all sorts of things. Her sweat, which smelled sweet to him, her cum, her natural aroma. She tugged her shirt loose but left it to him to unwrap her. He nuzzled her, kissed her, and stabbed at her with his tongue. She moaned loudly. Quickly, her knees were up and spread wide as she comfortably lay back, leaving herself open to him.

He did not disappoint. As fervently and tenderly as he had kissed her back, he kissed her between the legs. The difference between sucking on her skin and sucking here was apparently. Her guttural groans and moans filled the room as swiftly as his mouth filled with her juices.

"But what about you? Hunhh? What about that?" she babbled, her hand mimicking how the cock had felt in it. Pressing his head into her crotch lest he misunderstood what she wanted, she slowly swiveled around. Already his cock was within her reach, and she grasped at it, stroking it steadily.

He was beautiful! That cock was so full, so large, so full of promise! As the swiveling continued, it loomed over her face, and her response was instinctive. She let him enter her mouth. She twirled it with her tongue and let him swirl in her mouth.

Jinho changed the rhythm of his mouth to accommodate his care for her ... he made loud smacking kisses on her pussy. And then felt like fucking her, so he pumped her mouth. She squealed as she tried to provide his cock with a channel to fuck inside her mouth.

The deep suction on her pussy caused her to convulse. She added her hand to his cock to control the hammering so that she fucked him at least in part with her fist.

He was going to cum again, and her hips were already thrashing uncontrollably as she came. Her buttocks thumped the floor and rose to fuck his face. She threw herself wildly, the cock escaping her mouth as he tongued her mercilessly. She was cumming and it was instant.

She held on to his cock, fisting him and kissing its head intermittently as she chanced upon it now and again.

"Nooonaa!" he groaned loudly into her pussy as his cock responded to her fisting. She knew he was cumming, and she had not stopped cumming either. Continuing to control the stroking with her hand, she gave him the comfort of her mouth.

Her mouth provided him with a warm, bubbling shelter while her hand gave him the pleasure. Her own legs wrapped around him to make sure her pussy did not miss one single tongue stroke or face fuck.

She thrust her pussy up fully, the mound projecting into his face. Her hands worked the cock furiously. He jetted into her, and she took his cum into her mouth fully. Some she could not help swallow.

Some flowed out of her mouth. His cumming would not stop. Her fisting him did not stop either. Neither did he stop sucking on her. Nor did she stop cumming.

She drank and tasted him fully. Her tongue continued to swirl around the pillar of flesh. The struggle to stay connected and control the pulsing was equal on both sides. He kept his mouth plastered to her pulsating pussy. She kept her fist around his cock and the head in her mouth.

When the incessant motions of cumming ebbed and everything came to a quiet after the storm, neither of them moved. They lay like that. His face on her ass cheek, and she with him in her mouth.

He did not shrink even a bit. His cock had spilled its seed only out of compulsion. Otherwise, he was not satiated one little bit.

He dozed off eventually. She gently rolled him off. His cock was upright, waving in the air. I have still not taken that into my aching, wet pussy, she thought.

When he awoke, she was sitting in that shirt again, wound around herself, damper than ever before; more stained that ever. In a plate, she had a heap of rice hollowed to take a large serving of chicken galbi in a moat in the middle.

He lay there as she carefully placed small balls of rice and gravy in his mouth. When there were pieces of meat to be fed, her fingers entered his mouth and he sucked on the them like he was sucking on her teats. It made her shiver.

Slowly but surely, the feeding became messier. She licked at the gravy that was on the sides of his mouth. The bit that dripped onto his chest. And then the dots of curry she placed on her nipples and brought it to her young lover to eat off her.

And then she lay back and he ladled on small dabs of dish to eat from each breast. Her neck. Her tummy. And further down. And from between her legs. And the curry tasted special when he did that.

PROMPTS

Slipping from your bed you brushed a kiss upon Younghoon’s forehead before dashing from the apartment, hoping to avoid any confrontation between him and Sunwoo.

Chanhee’s eyes narrowed on his cereal as you walked through the deafening silence, being a reminder that you two wasn’t talking. “Ignoring me now?” He scoffed as you turned to face him. “Well your the one that accused me of being self obsessed,” you complain, as a slight grin falls on his face. “I’ve called you a whole lot worse and that’s what you decided to hold on to huh?” He said playfully. “Look I’m sorry we’re best friends, we love and hate but we don’t split,” he said holding his hand out to you. “You was really mean Chanhee,” you pout as he stood up to walk to you pulling you into his hold. “You deserved it but you know I say it with love right,” he said pressing you into his chest. “I still hate you,” you whine enjoying the safe comforting smell of your best friend, “right back at you ho,” he teased.

“Why you sneaking back anyway?” He asks as you grimace. “What’s happened?” He asks with concern, “look you don’t want to know,” you reply pulling him tighter, knowing if words fall he’ll only throw the told you words at you. “You right I don’t want to, but this is your life so I need to know,” he said kissing your crown. “Especially if it’s making you fret, problem shared and everything,” he added. “Sunwoo says I have to choose,” you whine as Chanhee pulls you by his shoulders to look at you.

“Choose what?” He asks despite knowing what you meant. “He said he can’t be just a side man he wants to be the man,” you whisper closing your eyes. “So the bit on the side comes into an open relationship, one that’s filled with other men and isn’t happy being the top spare. He only figured now his greedy ass wants to be the top?” Chanhee said almost growling. “He wants to be the only one,” you explain as he furrows his eyebrows. “And you don’t want to be with just one person?” He asked. “Yes Of course I do, I enjoy all this adventure but I miss being someone’s priority,” you say looking at your fingers. “You like sunwoo don’t you?” He asks as you smile thinking of your emotions for him.

“Of course I do,” you say sweetly that causes Chanhee to Mirror your features. “Then I don’t get it,” he chuckles laughing. “Because Sunwoo might change his mind, he has a refined taste and I don’t know if I can keep up,” you explain. Chanhee tried to keep his face straight before bursting into laughter earning you to scowl. “Sorry, just I thought you was into all this, your having it all with random men but not with a guy that actually likes you,” Chanhee said chuckling. “You spend one night with Sunwoo and tell me you can handle it,” you scoff arms folded. “Trust me I already know none of us can keep up with the likes of Kim Sunwoo, plus he’s probably the only one that isn’t in for sharing his friends, which already tells you a lot,” he said smiling as he sat.

“So your saying I should leave Younghoon for Sunwoo,” you ask sitting by the chair next to him. “I think if your asking me that, you need to question the very least if Younghoon and this thing you have is really what you still want,” he scoffed. Your mind flows over his words and confusion sets in.

“You hungry I fancy a fry up,” Chanhee said dropping his spoon into his cereal looking fed up with it. “Yes that sounds heaven, though can we have less boy talk that would be perfect,” you chuckle as he nods winking, ending the conversation that your mind is still swirling over.

You come out the bedroom leaving Younghoon and Hyunjae to there roaming hands when you hear raised voices from the kitchen. “This is your problem you don’t think Sunwoo,” you hear Youngjae growl. “Well I think I’m thinking clearly, and you know what she’s clearly thinking about it,” Sunwoo snarls at his younger. “She’s in there fucking two of our hyungs of which one is her boyfriend. You really have your head in the delulu cloud if you think for a second she’ll choose you,” Youngjae scoffed as you heard Sunwoo throw his hands to a object your sure is the table. “You don’t know her like I do Youngjae she’s not the whore you seem to paint her as,” Sunwoo pushes as you close your eyes. Does Youngjae really think you as a whore? You knew he had told you at the shack he didn’t see you as that, but had his thoughts changed? Did he just say that to not hurt your feelings?

“Why you just standing there sexy?” Hyunjae says pressing kisses to your neck. The living room going silent tells you there aware you’re there. “Just thinking for a second,” you whispered. “Why are we whispering,” Hyunjae whispers himself as you chuckle at him shaking your head, hoping he wouldn’t push you.

“Oh Hi Youngjae,” Hyunjae says as you spin to face him. “Hi,” you smile at him which he fails to return, as your heart falls. It’s clear he does think of you as some sort of whore, despite you trying to Channel his words from the Waffle shack. “You here to see Sunwoo?” He asks passing you to press his hands on Youngjae’s shoulders. “Yeah wanted to see if he wanted to play a game or two,” Youngjae replies, his eyes looking at you momentarily but shoots back to Hyunjae when you attempt to smile at him again.

“Can you tell Younghoon I had to go home as I’ve got mountains of assignments for work,” you lied in an attempt to remove yourself from the frostiness. “Ok sexy,” Hyunjae smirks as he gently smacks your ass.

Before you can leave the apartment Sunwoo’s standing in front of the door. “Do I get a kiss goodbye before you leave?” he smirks as your heart thunders hard against your chest. You peck him on the lips and attempt to pass him, but he spins you around to face him. “Oh come on kitten what is that?” He scoffs as you see Hyunjae and Youngjae’s eyes on you from the side of the room.

“You off so soon?” you hear Younghoon say as he enters the room as the tension goes icy. “Yeah assignments,” you said spinning to smile at him. “Ok I’ll come to yours tonight, we’re do something, maybe a double date with Kevin & Bibi?” He asks as you nod before he winks blowing you a kiss that you air snap and place to your heart smiling.

“Actually I was hoping I could have a date with Y/N,” Sunwoo perked up as Younghoon’s jaw tightened. “Jvcki’s got a sexy hot idea that I’m sure would help Y/N with her training,” Sunwoo said feeling pleased with himself when Younghoon’s face furrowed. “What ever I’m sure she’ll be free tomorrow ask her yourself,” Younghoon snorted as he sat down annoyed. “What do you think kitten time for play and chat?” he asked eyes widening on his last word. You nod under the pressure knowing Younghoon would be jealous with your reply. “That’s good kitten, I look forward to it,” he whispers brushing his thumb along your lips as you burn under his intense look. You dashed from the apartment, the air burning but quenching your needs for peace as your mind swaddled under the situation.

Sunwoo’s face when you entered the apartment, more then merry deeply laughing with Younghoon stung. Nodding and a lasting look at you he announced he was off to Sangyeon’s as he made a hasty exit.

“Why was that awkward?” Bibi said as the door slammed, being nosy as ever. “He’s probably left imagining were going to get our freak on,” Younghoon smirked pulling some beers out the fridge. “What does he imagine we would do?” She sounded shocked. “He probably thinks I’ll thrown Y/N at you, he seems to think I do that to everyone,” Younghoon scoffed opening his beer. “Hello I am here,” you whine as Kevin furrows his eyebrows at his hyung. “To be fair you have pretty much sent her to half of us,” he states. “Jealous are we kev,” Younghoon chuckled passing him a beer as he rolled his eyes. “Hello again I’m here,” you repeated as if you was unseen by them.

“I’m sure me and Bibi are not her cup of tea,” Kevin scoffed. “Quite to the contrary, Y/N and that girl of Sunwoo got quite close, haven’t you baby girl,” he said sitting by your side. “Really are we talking about this now?” You glare at him wishing the subject of Sunwoo would get wrapped up. “You and Jvcki?” Bibi squawked almost In excitement. “Kind of, do you know her?” You asked taking Younghoon’s beer from him to swig a mouthful. “She’s my ex,” Bibi added as you almost spluttered your drink onto Younghoon.

“Why that reaction?” She asked looking insulted. “Nothing just she’s so wild and your so,”, “oh trust me she’s wild,” Kevin cut you off. “No finish it up, I’m so what?” Bibi said getting pent up. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you just I couldn’t imagine you with her, but then I can’t imagine you with anyone that isn’t Kevin,” you said trying to warmly smile at her. “Cute comeback but I’m insulted that you seem to think I’m some sort of prune, I might not have the luxury of your relationship right now but I had one that was just as wild,” she explained resting her hand on Kevin’s thighs. “I use to be you, for Sunwoo I was you,” she explained as your eyes widened.

“What you and Sunwoo dated?” You said surprised, despite feeling there was history. “I was his toy, Sunwoo doesn’t date he owns, he burns you with his eyes, makes your core weak but he never dates,” she scoffed. “Me, Jvcki and him was crazy and wild for almost a year, she’s still crazy about him but he’s too busy replacing the me shaped toy in his box,” she added as you struggled to take her words in. “Right let’s not talk about Sunwoo I’ve had enough of hearing his name,” Younghoon moaned.

“Wait I want to know how you found Kevin?” You asked them both. “I saw what he was doing to her, what they both was, I offered her the life she craved,” he smiled pressing a kiss to her lips. “One that unlike Sunwoo he could keep,” she smiled. “But don’t you miss the fun? The wildness?” You asked intrigued if a simple relationship could endure from a crazy unusual pasts . “Oh we still have our wild moments, your not the only one to dabble in fun,” she smirks.

“Like what?” you asked wanting to know the wilder version of Bibi. “We’re swingers Y/N,” Kevin explains for his girlfriend. You couldn’t help but laugh at his comment, Kevin was the most relaxed and in love with Bibi you had seen, she also with him. “You really had me going there,” you chuckled loudly as you stood up in dire need for a beer that wasn’t stolen from Younghoon’s lips. “Seriously Y/N we are, we’re there, we watch, we have rules we keep and it’s just a little extra when we want spice not a day to day necessity,” she explains as your eyes widened. “And you don’t get jealous?” You asked as she and Kevin both shook there heads.

“You should give us your contacts,” you smirked grabbing the bottle as you sat. “Not like that, not with you guys obviously,” you said blushing how desperate you sounded. “Why what’s wrong with us?” Kevin said sounding offended. “Nothing your both attractive people just I think we’ve made our friendship zone awkward as it is,” you blushed like crazy. “You think you would get jealous watching some girl ride Younghoon’s cock, especially a friend, it’s ok I get that,” she smiled swigging her drink. “No that’s not what I meant I don’t think I would get jealous, I’ve seen men fuck him and then love him and be fine,” you scoff looking at Younghoon who seems intensely listening to you all. At the corner of your eyes you can see the conversation has aroused him as his imprint pulses through his jeans.

“So this thing with the Boyz is all about lessons right?” She asks as you blush nodding. “Then let me and Kevin teach one, just one night and we forget it,” she’s suggests. “Lesson in what?” You ask voice cracking. “Partner sharing,” she smiles confidently as your thighs tightened despite struggling to understand what she was offering. “I’m confused,” you said looking to Kevin.

“She means that for one night only we fuck each other, I fuck you, my girlfriend fucks you and we fuck your boyfriend,” he said as he’s eyes darken with lust. You look to Younghoon, who’s almost been the most silent he has of the night as he looks at you with the sexual prowl in his eyes. “Baby girl if this is a lesson you think you can handle I’m in,” he whispers fingers lacing with yours. “Fine I’m in,” you blush eyes widening in anticipation.

Kevin wastes no time taking the lead patting his lap for you to join as you blush making your way to him. “It’s ok I won’t hurt you, I’ll leave that to Bibi,” he winks as his fingers help to expose your neck. Kissing down the skin with soft presses, his thumb rubs circles on your waist. You can hear the sound of lips smacking behind you. Your stomach between turned on at the thought of your boyfriend attached to another woman. But you was also a little scared jealousy would attack like Sunwoo and Youngjae had with him. Feeling Kevin’s bulge between you had your hands palm above the fabric as you rubbed your self on his lap.

“We need our clothes off,” you heard Bibi say as Kevin pressed his lips to yours. Though they was dainty they packed a punch as his tongue made dainty swirls around your own. After what felt like eternity as your thought was focused on Kevin only, he lifted you off him breaking the kiss.

Smiling standing up he twisted you to face Bibi, Younghoon was pressing kisses to her neck as his hands roamed over her clothed cleavage. Kevin mirrored Younghoon’s movements as his arms wrapped around your waist to Pull you closer. “Are you jealous now?” Kevin whispered down your neck, you thought for a second and shook your head. “Good, though would be good to put on a show for your man right,” He said pressing his teeth down on your neck that you knew would mark. Kevin helped push you closer to your partners who Was locking lips. Younghoon wrapped his hand around her face to deepen his kiss. When his hands slipped Bibi’s eyes widened noticing you not far in-front as her hands pressed around Younghoon’s, pushing him closer to him before walking towards you.

Feeling her hot fanned breath as well as Younghoon’s heavy breathing, Bibi wasted no time pressing her lips to yours. Hastily inpatient kisses was being thrown in to you as her hands pressed along your waist bringing you closer. Kevin’s kisses on your neck was helping to burn the throbbing nub. Younghoon impatience was wearing thin as he helped to strip her T-shirt, his hands tackled at the clasp after.

Seeing her nipples come to your view had your walls clench around nothing. Bibi’s hands helped tackle your own T-shirt as Younghoon cupped her breasts in the process. Once the fabric had fallen to the floor Kevin’s fingers helped remove your bra all while Bibi licked her lips. Younghoon was rutting against her ass as Bibi bent slightly to press her lips to your breasts. Between kitten licks and teeth grazing your nipple, you could feel your pants dampen more then you could believe possible. Fingers against your buttons Kevin set his attack against your jeans. Letting the material to fall as Bibi pulled your ass to bring you closer to her. Fingers pulling on the band she ripped your panties from you, tossing the material behind her to Younghoon as he moaned heavenly.

Twisting her around so that her back brushed against your naked body, Younghoon’s hands pulled on your ass bringing you both closer to him. His lips brushing over yours seconds before resting on Bibi’s. Kevins hands leaned over you tugging on her skirt and pants till they fell to the floor with the scattered clothing. His lips brushing over your back, your hands wandered to cup Bibi’s breasts. Feeling her warm against your skin made you ache more, the view of there passion did little to help.

Spinning to face you to Younghoon’s growl she grabbed the back of your neck pulling you back into kiss. Hands rolling on your ass bringing you close that your pelvis brushed against each other. You could hear the sound of belts and trousers falling as you continued to engross yourself into exploring Kevin’s girlfriends mouth. Small moans leaving when you felt Kevin’s hard warm cock brush along your ass.

“Boyz sit,” Bibi growled breaking your kiss, as they both obeyed. Younghoon was pumping his cock at the view of you both standing naked. While Kevin was relaxed and seemingly enjoying the show. “Let’s ride our pony’s,” Bibi said lightly swatting your ass earning a chuckle. Blushing, you hovered over Kevin’s tip watching Bibi slam herself down on your boyfriend as she frenzied attacked him with kisses, one’s that immediately turned you on so badly.

Kevin tipped his finger under your chin to look at him, in that second you realised how beautiful he was. You always knew he was attractive, but he was off limits so never gave in but suddenly you needed him. Sinking down on him he hissed as his hands fell to your hips. “Fuck your tight,” he growled as you heard Bibi suckle down Younghoon’s chuckle, amused at you surprising his friend. Picking a pace, you watched as Kevin looked at you with pure heaven in his eyes, biting on his lip each time you slam yourself onto him.

Just when you thought he was going to kiss you he turned to Younghoon pressing his hand upon his face and kissed him instead. Moans falling from his lips when your walls clenched at the sight of there lust filled lip locking. The view had your core warmth feeling your orgasm brewing as you fought to keep it at bay, not wanting to lose yourself so soon. But Kevin’s fingers found your nub, pressing his thumb along your sensitive bud as you was increasing your speed.

“Shit Kevin don’t I’ll come,” you cry as Bibi sniggers, “already weak,” she said as her fingers tweak at your nipple harshly causing a yelp. Instead of calming you, your body seemed to be pushed over the edge. As excitement pushed your rushed orgasm into you, your hands dug into Kevin’s arms as you cummed all over his dick.

“Oh I’m not finished,” Kevin complained lifting you off. Bending you over the sofa that you was leaning at the back of, you rested almost onto Younghoon shoulders. Kevin impatiently slammed his cock into you from behind. “Fuck,” you hissed feeling sensitive as Younghoon’s hands found your breasts to cup. The sound of all your moans and slapping skin had your walls clenching around his dick.

But the view of watching Bibi’s core sucking your boyfriend in pushed you over the edge, higher mews leaving your lips. “Oh baby your pulling out plenty of orgasms or is she normally this weak,” Bibi panted. “Maybe Younghoon needs some lessons of his own,” You hear Kevin growl as he chases his high.

As if the competition spurs him on Younghoon roughly scrunches her ass up, helping to bring her rhythm and orgasm closer. Nails digging into your waist Kevin’s speed increases, though the thrusts are dainty his member is hitting your cervix almost perfectly. Fingers rolling around your nub he helps to throw a further orgasm in to you, chuckling as he makes you a wreck underneath him. The sound of Bibi’s cry’s clearly helps to push him over the edge himself as he cums deep in you, slowing as he pants over your shoulders.

Falling onto the sofa as you fight to catch your breath you feel fingers stroking up your thighs. “I want to lick my man’s cum out of you,” Bibi says as her kisses reaches your back sinking two fingers into your Kevin cum pussy.

Sitting back into the sofa Bibi pulls your waist so your ass is almost hanging off. One view to the left has you seeing Younghoon on his knees over Kevin as his mouth is wrapped around his cock.

Before you could analyse the sensitive throb on your nub you feel the warm lips of Bibi around your heat. Suction around your sensitive bud, she swirls her tongue that has you shaking almost instantly. Kevin reaches around your breast as he claws at it, holding his own sensitiveness as Younghoon helps to bring his cock to life. Tongue lapping at your entrance has her sucking at not just your juices but Kevin’s dripping cum as She sucks feverishly.

Your suddenly startled when Sunwoo walks back through the door, his face instantly falling and looking hurt is enough to break your current emotions. Younghoon hasn’t noticed as his mouth is speeding on Kevin’s member, but Kevin’s caught between his high struggles to find words to alert you all to Sunwoo’s arrival. Before words can fall to reach him he tenses his jaw and walks straight back out, slamming the door in the process that has Younghoon look up and confused. Before words could spill from you, fingers slamming into your core has them fall apart. Her fingers rubbing deliciously along your walls has your orgasm that was on hold return.

“Oh baby I want to fuck you through your next orgasm,” Bibi growls. Pulling you to the floor Younghoon slips into your chair, his hand helping to pump Kevin as he repays the favour. Throwing your legs over her shoulders Bibi grinds herself against your heat. The feeling of your nubs brushing against each other is highly enticing. “Fuck shit,” you cry as she smirks, her hands roughly holding your breasts as she sets her rhythm against you.

Moans slipping from her as she presses herself against your heat as she chases her own orgasm. Hands slipping to your throat she tightens the grip as she looses herself against you. “Fucking sexy fucking whore,” she growls as you feel her thighs shake. Watching her face redden as she becomes close to her tethering high, has you pushed over the edge. Seconds later her grip tightens as she joins you, both of you convulsing together.

Panting as she lets your legs slip she kisses you desperately, holding on to the last bit of connection before you return to friendship. Your suddenly pulled from your moment as you hear familiar moans. A glimpse has you view Younghoon bouncing on Kevin’s cock. Kevin’s lips resting on his back that he’s facing as his hands pumping Younghoon till he breaks, letting his cum fall over Kevin’s grip. Cry’s minutes later fall from Younghoon as Kevin bites before falling from his own.

“He’s done what?” You asked face fallen when Younghoon tells you Sunwoo’s moved out. “Sangyeon says he’s moving into his and is refusing to come home,” Younghoon responds. The view of Sunwoo’s face attacking you from the night before hit your heart. Dashing to your phone you dial him to find out the issue when your hurt to find he’s blocked you. What does this mean? Does he not want you? Did he choose for you? But why are you hurting when you was always going to choose Younghoon come the crunch? Or was you? Had he caused trouble to your relationship like he promised and still left?

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