#iu

September 15th, 2022

"I want all the female crew to shine in this part. We can have the women singing the 'Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh' while they dance to close the…"

"Jieunah, they're calling now." Manager Hanteo whispered in IU's ear, causing her to grimace and sigh. She nodded and followed him to a closed area, away from all the staff. "Are you sure about this?"

"Do I look sure?" She replied and threatened him with her eyes when she saw his lips about to move. "It's not you they'll fuck," she added, entering an empty room.

"Why are you postponing this one?" He wondered earnestly, showing his concern.

"Look, if things go as expected, I would have already asked a lot from Jongsuk." She shook her head, pursing her lips. "I wouldn't like to push him any further. Postponing this would put me on good terms with him and make whatever comes next easier for everyone." Jieun had no filter with Hanteo. The stress she had added to herself by suggesting to her boyfriend a big sex party to celebrate The Golden Hour, and telling him the truth about her and Seungdae, her lifelong friend and lover, was palpable.

Still, her manager was confused, given the countless servicing sessions in the past and the few ones she already had with Gucci over the last couple of years.

She sighed. "If things don't go as expected, my relationship will be over. Being fucked senseless after being dumped during or after the party would break me down even more." She knew herself too well. Sex, particularly with her lovers, had become an extension of her happiness, but when she was sad or depressed, sex with strangers only made things worse. "Either way, it's the best option."

"Got it," Hanteo sighed, nodding lightly. "They're waiting."

The call was complicated. IU was to be one of the post-event attractions for the sponsors and investors at the Gucci Twinsburg S/S 2023 Fashion Show in Milan, just five days after The Golden Hour concerts. Refusing to play her part required rearranging staff and other servers' schedules for the night, cost money and trust on both sides, and damaged the brand's reputation.

Drawing on her best-actress skills, she kept herself collected and flirty to secure a new arrangement for herself. One that would keep the brand and the investors happy, and one that would allow her to maintain her status as one of Gucci's global ambassadors. Since international brands avoid paperwork for these matters, both sides had to trust each other to keep their promises.

"You know there's no such thing as 'the main attraction' for those kinds of events, right?" Hanteo voiced after they finished, taking her back where she found her.

"I guess there will be now," she shrugged, accepting the fate she had locked herself in.

The concert was a success in every aspect. Surprisingly for her, even though the sex party with Jongsuk and his lifelong friend was not precisely the orgy she originally wanted, the night was fulfilling in several ways, and just as successful as her concerts. Not only had she managed to get fucked by her two men, but they became friends. In a way, they were in an arrangement where she might as well say she's got two boyfriends.

Her men got so invested in the party that neither of them even remembered the upcoming Fashion Show. As much as Jieun enjoyed their frightened realization, she didn't extend their torture. Calmly, she explained the situation in the best way possible, clarifying that she would not have to do anything sexual in Milan, but hiding the possible consequences she would need to experience in the future. Seungdae's face, however, confirmed he already had an idea.

The actual Fashion Show went smoothly for her. They had a photo session in several stunning outfits, but the actual fit for the show was perfect, letting investors and sponsors know she was not on the menu that day. With no post-event activities, she was surprised at how quickly it all ended.

Before she left, the main Gucci representative reminded her of the weight her word carried and the negative impact of failing to uphold her part of the deal. She scoffed with a cocky smirk on her face. "Have I disappointed you before?" She asked him, bringing a smile to his face as they parted ways.

Months went by, and her relationship with Seungdae and Jongsuk grew stronger each day, just as the friendship between the two men did.

Finally, the day to explain everything about her Gucci deal had arrived.

"So I told them I could not do it then, and since the next event was going to be in Korea anyway, they said they would make some arrangements to 'celebrate my birthday' or something like that," she giggled, forcing a smile on her face, eyes going from one man to the other.

"Fuck," her friend sighed, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair.

Jongsuk understood that reaction meant only one thing. "Shit," he let out, collapsing on the couch where Jieun was.

"Why didn't you tell us? We would have understood and saved you whatever the fuck they'll do to you," Seungdae exclaimed in a collected voice, walking through the living room from one side to the other.

"Both of us would have agreed to that," Jongsuk sighed, throwing his head back.

"You, I believe you," she stated, pointing at Seungdae before turning to her boyfriend with a deathly stare. "You don't say anything else. People still tease me because you made me cry at my party." Jieun's lips remained parted, showing her teeth.

"Princess, the three of us were too focused on the concert and the party," her friend interveened, trying to appease the waters. "Our priority those days was to make you happy and try not to kill each other. It was the first time either of us had ever really shared you in person," he added.

Jieun exhaled deeply, deflating on the couch. "I know… I just didn't want to add any more chaos to the whole thing."

"We know," both men said in unison.

"This is happening in Korea, which will make it easy for us to be there for you, and we still have time to prepare mentally," Jongsuk nodded, using a comforting tone. "You said the event was near your birthday, right? When exactly?"

She shrank even more on the couch, pulling a small cushion to cover her face. "May 16th." Her voice was barely audible, but their reactions were not, particularly Jongsuk's. Whatever remnants of denial he still had disappeared in an instant.

"This was going to be her first birthday with you, right?" Seungdae asked the actor, who gave a defeated nod. "Look, I know you and I had talked about teaming up and preparing something for her, but with the event at hand, she won't have time for both of us."

His words were a fact; the pair of celebrities knew it. She stared at her beloved friend, eyes screaming for help. After learning the true depth of Seungdae's relationship with Jieun, Jongsuk knew to pay full attention to whatever point he was trying to make if the topic was his girlfriend.

"Look, man. Spend the previous night with her and help her get ready before Mr. Park comes to pick her up for this thing." Both of their faces showed their concern about him. "I've spent god knows how many birthdays with her, and I'm sure I'll get more in the future. But I have helped her recover from most of her servicing sessions for years. Whatever you're picturing," he spoke directly to Jongsuk," trust me, it's not the same watching her at the end of one of those videos than seeing her in person when she gets back home."

Jieun gulped, remembering every time he welcomed her, no matter how physically or emotionally broken she arrived. She turned to see her boyfriend's paling face. "It's okay. You two can team up another time, but as long as you help me prepare for it, I'll be more than happy and thankful," she reassured him, reaching for his hand as he nodded.

"We got a plan, then," Seungdae smiled at the couple.

May 15th, 2023

As pacted, Jieun spent the eve of her birthday with her boyfriend. He did everything in his power to make her laugh, blush, and overall, have a great day. Considering the physical preparations for the following day, she had a very light dinner before going to bed with Jongsuk.

Honouring her default pet name within the throuple, he treated her like a princess, worshipping every part of her body before making love to her until they fell asleep in each other's embrace.

The following morning, she woke up way later than usual, not only because she'd need all the energy she could get, but mainly because it was her day. Not so surprisingly, as soon as she scrunched her nose, Jongsuk sang Happy Birthday to her, congratulating her for another year well lived, and giving her his best wishes for the one to come. Seungdae, however, limited himself to a quick call to congratulate her and ensure he'll be there when she returns to her apartment.

With the life of an idol and a plethora of servicing sessions backing her up, she knew her ritual for a draining day. First, a light breakfast; even if she's not one for physically demanding choreographies, her body had learnt to make the most out of the minimum. Sadly for IU, since an early investor paid for her to get laser hair removal, a common but well remunerated request for petite idols, there was no need for her to get her pubis trimmed or waxed anymore.

The rest of the ritual, even with brands as big as Gucci, included a profound shower and cleaning her ass with an enema. After the internal cleanup, having her boyfriend there escalated that shower to another round of sex. Despite the requirement of having her pussy free of any cum for the event, she insisted that Jongsuk fill her womb again.

"Let them think they were the first of today," she giggled moments before his warmth flooded her insides. Clenching tightly, Jieun cleaned her folds, leaving her vulva exactly how they requested it.

After another hour, her bodyguard arrived and took her to the Gyeongbokgung Palace, where the Gucci Seoul Cruise 2024 Fashion Show would take place. While the actual show was scheduled to start at night, she and the other guests, ambassadors or otherwise, had to arrive earlier for a proper fitting and a few photo sessions.

"Fuck," Jieun murmured as soon as the staff helping her get into her outfit suddenly left, leaving her naked from the waist up, save for some pasties to hide her nipples. She sighed and put on a smile to face the same representative she had made the deal with. "I thought you'd find me as soon as I stepped into the palace," IU smirked at him, standing proud of her body.

He scoffed, scanning her completely. "You are not the only one on my list today. Although certainly, you're the most important this time," he grinned, approaching her. "Final outfit, right?" He asked, looking for something in his jacket.

Jieun felt his knee pressing between her legs. Obediently, she opened them, raising her hips for him to lift her skirt. "Yes," she scoffed as he pulled her panties down her legs.

"You won't be needing these for the rest of the night," he whispered, taking them to his nose to inhale her musk, ogling at IU's furious eyes. "We missed you last year." He took her panties to the inner pocket of his jacket, taking out a Lush vibrator. "Come find us if the battery runs out," he winked at her, running the vibrator through her folds and shoving it into IU's cunt. "We'll know if that happens," he added, turning it on and brushing her clit with his middle finger.

"Is that all?" She giggled at the persistent buzzing in her walls.

"Why? You want to start early?" The rep leaned towards her face, taking the liberty to grab one of her firm tits.

"I'd rather save as much as I can for the main show," IU smiled widely, showing her teeth.

"We'll see if you can bear it," he whispered in her mouth, licking her soft lips.

IU chased his mouth to kiss him before biting him softly, chuckling as he stepped back. "You'd better be a challenge and not just another slippery event," she replied flirtily.

"Can't wait to find out." He smiled, reaching for his pocket. "Get dressed, doll. I'll see you soon," he concluded, walking away while the vibrations on the idol's cunt increased just a bit more.

She bit her lips, contemplating her bald pussy and the pink antenna between her legs. Jieun tried to ignore the toy inside of her, getting almost fully dressed before the staff returned to fix her hair and makeup.

After finishing her photoshoot, she was surprised to find Hanni lurking behind some flowers. Smiling warmly, IU approached her hoobae, complimenting her looks but mostly to check whether she was feeling well about the post-event activities scheduled for her.

"To be honest, I'm a bit surprised," Hanni replied softly. "I thought they'd arrange something for me since I'm already of age overseas, but they said they'll wait for next year," she pouted, shrugging at the idol.

IU smirked. "That's a relief, isn't it?"

"Yes," she admitted. "I'm still getting used to this side of things."

"Oh, my… Let me know if you need anything, alright?" Jieun pouted, leaning a bit toward her face.

"Thank you," Hanni giggled shyly. "What about you, sunbaenim?"

"Oh, I'll find out later," IU laughed confidently, winking at the young girl.

A little after her brief conversation with Hanni, Jieun moved through the Palace, admiring the scenery and the final preparations as everyone got ready for the Fashion Show.

"I guess I should thank you in some way," she heard a masculine voice say behind her, startling her.

"Aish!" She weakly hit Kai's shoulder.

"Getting mentally ready?" He asked.

"I have no idea what they'll do to me tonight. Not much I can prepare to," she replied.

"IU: The first main attraction for the hidden event behind the event," he chuckled. "I hope whatever move cornered you to do this was worth it."

Jieun smirked, nodding at him. "Every bit of it. Are you ready for your share of tonight?"

"Same as always, I guess. It's really just part of the job at this point." Resignation. For male idols, the outcome of servicing in any way could mean having a blast or becoming numb to sex. Kai, being the performer that he is, could push through the numbness and deliver a good show. While some ambassadors could select their clientele, idols usually had no choice but to serve the investors assigned to them.

"If it's worth something, you can come find me if you need to release some frustration or even anger." Jieun's words were no means of flirtation, but rather comfort. "I can take it," she added with a wink and a smile.

He laughed. "As tempting as the offer is, I don't think I'll have the mental energy to even try it. You've already lightened the load for Shin Mina and me, especially for Hanni. Plus, I'll have Jay Park going crazy in the same hall." The rapper was the opposite of Kai when it came to servicing; he loved it and was often down for any crazy request, which earned him the title of ambassador. "Maybe if we meet at another event?"

She rolled her eyes with a playful smirk. "Hmmm, I'll have to consid—" IU moaned loudly at the sudden strong vibrations, tightening her whole body.

"Remote or something?" Kai chuckled.

"Y-Yes," she laughed angrily, while the toy lowered its intensity. "We have to go," Jieun exhaled, shaking her head after finding the Gucci representative contemplating the idols from afar.

By the time they returned to the main area, everything was ready to start, and the ambassadors reunited with the guests. Some idols, like Ryujin, attend solely for business; others, like Winter, go to review their options in hopes of finding a deal that best suits their career and desires. For others like Bibi or Leeseo, it was a night to enjoy themselves; if the opportunity to become an ambassador came knocking, they would welcome it.

20:00 hrs. The event started, and in just one hour, it was over. The entire group of attendees moved to a nearby building for the after-party.

As soon as IU arrived, the rep found her and took her to a bathroom. Calmly, she watched him pull up her skirt and take the vibrator directly into his mouth, sucking it purposefully. She grinned and bit her lower lip, remembering the heavy load of cum her boyfriend had deposited in her pussy hours ago.

"Delicious," he voiced, staring directly in her devilish eyes.

"I bet you want more of that," IU purred, taking his hand to her drenched folds. He fingered her for a moment before taking his digits to his mouth, ignoring the fact that her juices were mixed with her boyfriend's jizz. After savoring them, he shoved them into the idol's mouth for her to lick them clean. More than willingly, she enjoyed her own flavor, still mixed with a bit of Jongsuk's taste.

"It should last until midnight." The representative showed her a new vibrator. The same model as the other one, but fully charged. Her wet vulva allowed for a deep and smooth insertion into IU's cunt before he turned it on.

"Predictable," she smirked, enjoying the vibrations, now synced with the loud music of the building.

"11:30."

"I'll see you there." Jieun laughed as soon as the door closed, taking a moment to adjust to the new, sometimes abrupt vibrations in her core. Trying to appear as collected as she could, she went back to the party to enjoy her birthday.

Throughout the night, she ran into an acquaintance she first met three years earlier at another Gucci event: Thai actress Davika Hoorne, who also shares her birthday. Through the strenuous music, they managed to congratulate each other and even record a quick video in which IU, a bit more carefree because of the hidden gadget in her pussy, dared to kiss her on the cheek. Almost screaming, Davika asked her to accompany her to the post-event activities.

"I'm already booked!" IU replied loudly, pouting.

"I'll look for you, alright?" The Thai actress assured her, pinching her cheeks.

"I know you'll find me," Jieun laughed, blushing thanks to the DJ increasing the music's tempo.

Admittedly, keeping her focus and balance throughout the party was hard. Everyone in the room felt the music vibrating through their bodies thanks to the loudspeakers, which had already earned Gucci repeated complaints about noise pollution. IU, however, got to enjoy it way more than the rest.

Two hours of hidden vibrations amidst socializing and occasional dancing had her on the edge of her climax. Kai's unexpected touch, softly pressing her waist from behind, caught her off guard, releasing a small orgasm while people surrounded her.

"I didn't know I was that good," he chuckled at her contained whimper, feeling her nails dig into his forearm and watching her try to control the shivering of her lower body until she grinned at him, panting and shaking her head. "We've got to go," he told her, offering his arm.

IU maintained her best face as they went downstairs, even though she felt her juices running down her thighs.

On the way back to the Palace, she shared her ride with Shin Mina. Still under the effect of her orgasm, Jieun got captivated by the actress's slightly mature features.

"Nervous?"

Her words pulled IU back to reality, making Mina chuckle. "Just a bit," the idol replied. "More so because of your beauty than what we'll be doing in a bit," she admitted, trying to control her blushing.

"Aaah! Stop it! You are the prettiest today. If I finish in time, I may go see you."

Jieun pouted with a sad face. "I wanted to see you."

The actress extended her hand and smiled, causing IU to hand her phone immediately. "If the opportunity arises, call me. As long as I get to see all of you again," she winked, saving her contact.

Upon arrival, each ambassador was escorted to their designated areas. Shin Mina was taken to the Jagyeongjeon Hall to serve a few more mature gentlemen who prefer a more private setting. Kai and Jay Park went to the Gyotaejeon Hall, first to serve the few female investors who wanted something cleaner, then to the other investors who care not for such things. Hanni, along with her Private Affairs Manager, was sent to the Hyangwonjeong Pavilion to 'enjoy with her surroundings' while they briefed her on the arrangements for the following year. IU, being the star of the night, stayed at the Gangnyeongjeon Hall.

Every historical area was protected with waterproof layers, and cushioned mats were added to prevent injury to the ambassadors. With no clear estimate of how many people could endanger the area, IU's session was to be held on the stone terrace of the Gangnyeongjeon Hall, with the interiors reserved solely for her preparations, making it easier for everyone to witness.

As soon as she went inside, she was stripped of her clothes by three men. She cooperated, standing proud of her body, pretending her nipples didn't hurt when they pulled the pasties covering her clear nubs.

The main Gucci representative got to her, quickly running his fingers through her thighs and her folds, collecting her nectar and taking it to his mouth. "You could get rich if you sell this as a beverage," he joked.

"I'm already richer than you," she stated proudly.

"And yet," he pulled the Lush vibrator from her cunt and forced it into her mouth. "You are here to be used by us."

IU sucked the toy diligently until he took it out of her lips. "Who says it's not the other way around?" She scoffed as three fingers entered her slippery pussy.

"Either way, we're all going to have a blast with you." He smiled, hearing her moans as his fingers moved freely inside her slippery core. "Did you miss us as well?"

"Maybe just a bit," Jieun admitted, hearing the other men carry a metal structure. A simple but sturdy frame made to withstand hard movements. On each side, a stand for her heels, so small and apart from each other that it would leave her toes in the air and keep her legs spread. The upper part included a short chain and a pair of cushioned handcuffs. If she were to fall from those little stands, her whole weight would rest on her wrists.

"You'll let me free after a bit, right?" She asked cutely, clenching her walls around his digits.

"Of course. You're a much better cumslut when you're free." His words made her eye twitch. "But we have to present you properly." He extended his hand and guided her to the frame, helping her to stand on it while two men secured her wrists with handcuffs. Once ready, the rep left her to find her own balance for a bit, then returned with a box in front of her. "You didn't think you'd just be standing here, did you?"

"It would've been too boring," IU smirked, feeling her heart pounding when he revealed the chains in the box.

A metallic anal plug, four centimeters in diameter at its thickest, three at the slimmest part, and a short chain on its base. He walked behind her. "Please," he requested, and the idol arched her back, relaxing her buttcheeks to present her pink wrinkled hole.

The cold metal made her flinch as it rubbed her wet slit, taking her juices to lubricate it before he shoved it up her ass, making her whimper in a high pitch.

"Most women would have screamed in pain for that."

"Am I most women?" She grinned, turning to see his face, as she felt the weight of the plug pushing it out of her rectum.

"Clearly not." He spanked her bum before taking three pairs of clamps with rings on their ends.

She frowned in confusion, but her curiosity shut her lips. Jieun focused on the way he grabbed her firm breasts, taking his time to massage them from their base to her nipples, ensuring these would be fully erect for the clamps before putting them on her nubs, tightening them until her humming became a hiss to tighten them one bit more.

"Spread them."

'Fuck,' she thought, understanding where the other pairs would go. Still, she obeyed, knowing it was the only way to know his full plan. Her arms stretched, lowering her body so her legs could open in the frame. The man knelt and kissed her bald pussy, taking a precise lick on her clit. She moaned, realizing how sensitive she was after having those vibrators inside of her for so long.

"Such a beautiful cunt." He secured a clamp on each inner and outer lip, the latter, as close to her clit as her flesh allowed. He kept on tightening them until she whined and panted.

IU chuckled in disbelief when he pulled the chains from the box. She kept her pose, and the man linked the clamps on her outer lips to the anal plug.

He added another set of chains to the clamps on her nipples, weighting her tits down as they hung loosely, and repeated the action with the clamps on her inner lips. Lastly, the final object of the box: A metal ball of little under five centimeters in diameter with a short chain welded to it.

"Sir, people are already waiting."

"I wonder if you'll be able to clench your cunt after trying to keep this inside you. Hold on tight." He signaled the men to take her to the stone terrace, carrying the whole metal frame with her on it. She grunted as the chains rattled against her skin, and she battled to stay over tiny stands.

"Two minutes!" He yelled. "Do you know how much this weighs?" The rep whispered, watching her lustful eyes as she shook her head. "About four hundred grams. Maybe half a kilo with the chains. Open for me," he ordered her.

Doubtful and already shaking, she obeyed again. He hooked the chains hanging from her nipples and inner lips to the ball, and lastly to the anal plug.

"Relax." He shoved two fingers into her tight pussy, then three, then four, until her folds loosened when someone held the anal plug in place. "Atta girl. Let's not keep them waiting, okay?"

The cold metal of the ball made her clench in an instant, but she quickly relaxed her muscles. Breathing heavily, she focused on the ball, stretching her walls to accommodate its thick diameter. The moment her cunt managed to expand to take the ball, it swallowed it whole, causing her to yelp as it accidentally pushed the anal plug completely into her ass.

"That wasn't planned," he chuckled, staring at her face, clearly struggling to adapt to the objects inside of her. He pushed the ball as deep into her core as he could, and kept it there with his fingers. Carefully, he pulled the chain from her butt, trying to remove the plug.

She cried. The plug was deeper in her rectum than the ball, which served as a blocker. If one moved, the other moved.

They locked eyes. Her distress was evident. Grinning, he stood up to kiss her; something she reciprocated hungrily. "Now, let's play." He kissed her one last time, enjoying her bite on his lower lip before they covered her with a white silk blanket.

Jieun chuckled, trying to keep her legs closed to maintain the ball inside of her, quickly noticing that, as much as she tried, there was no stopping the chain reaction its fall would cause. She heard movement around her. Murmurs, laughs, and impressed reactions.

A microphone turned on.

"Welcome. Welcome, everyone," the representative started. "Some of the Milan participants may remember the change of plans from last time after one of our Ambassadors withdrew her participation. Today, she's proven her word is probably more valuable than gold." His hand moved through her tits and her belly. "Normally, our Ambassadors serve a specific set of sponsors. However, our precious ambassador behind me agreed to be the star of the night as a test of her compromise. Gentlemen… Ladies. The nation's sweetheart: IU."

He pulled the blanket, revealing the idol standing proudly with perfect posture, relying on her arms to stay in place while her core did its best to hide the effort required to keep the heavy ball from falling. The cold breeze, the lights pointing at her, the awe in their voices, the tens of eyes scanning her naked body; it all made her cunt drip in her own juices.

"Beautiful, I know," the rep whispered into the microphone. "As you can see, we've taken the liberty of making this more interesting for all. Men, women, make a line. Whoever makes her drop her toys gets to use her first. Yes, you can go in groups of up to three. And no, you can not pull any of the chains or clamps."

The crowd moved in an instant. Everybody knew better than to fight for a place; any damage to other guests, the infrastructure, or the ambassadors would result in a ban from future shows by Gucci or any other brand.

"You love their attention, don't you?" The representative murmured to IU, brushing her hairless pubis with the back of his finger.

"What do you think?" She smirked, rejoicing in their lust.

"IU, what holes can they use?" He said on the microphone.

"Any," she scoffed. The crowd celebrated.

"Raw, or with a condom?" The man knew how to carry the audience.

She played along, grimacing. "Raw!" She said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. People cheered.

"Where can they cum, dear?"

"As long as it's in or on me, wherever they want." IU smiled proudly, perfectly hiding the struggle that she was under.

"You heard her. But first, let's get those things out of you. You've got thirty seconds." He pointed to the first person on the line.

He ran towards her, instantly going for a kiss. She followed along, while his hands ran through her body, squeezing her flesh until his fingers slid through her folds, releasing a moan that made them lock eyes as he touched the metal ball inside her, shocking him with the weight he felt with his digits.

She grinned at the man, and a whistle marked the end of his turn. Satisfied for now and more eager to get his cock inside of her, he stepped down from the stone terrace, allowing the next men to go.

One man, two guys, another loner, and a group of three. One went for her tits, kissing her tummy and her bald pussy. It was clear he had no intention of winning; he just wanted to worship her. He finished with a kiss that IU herself requested. The pair of men went for her neck and ears, making her smile and squirm until they got lower to her clavicles and surprised her by going for her armpits.

"What?" She exclaimed, unaccustomed to the sensation and surprised by how sensitive her pits were. It was hard, but Jieun endured it until the whistle blew.

The loner was more aggressive. He shoved his tongue in her mouth before walking behind her to lick her tightened puckered hole as it hugged the chain, repeatedly spanking her ass loud enough for everyone to hear. Close call, but she managed to keep the ball inside her cunt.

Luckily for her, the group of three were worshipers as well. Each took a moment to kiss her. Two of them knelt to take advantage of the frame and lick her toes while the other kissed her navel and lower belly. She liked the sensation. Their care reminded her of two lovers.

End of their turn. "You'd look fantastic with a baby in that womb," one of them said.

"Maybe you can put one in me tonight," she purred, half joking, half serious. She found the risk of getting knocked up arousing, even if she was on the pill.

With the guys leaving, she tried to focus on the next person, already walking through the blinding lights. Confused at first by the silhouette, she giggled when she recognized her.

"They told me I could get in line for whatever hall I wanted. I was looking for you so we could go together," Davika pouted, holding IU by the waist.

"I told you you'd find me," she chuckled nervously.

"Gentlemen," the representative spoke on the mic. "The two women in front of you are celebrating their birthdays tonight. I am sure there would be no complaints if we skip the thirty-second rule this one time." Indeed, no complaints, only cheers.

"I thought as an ambassador you'd get privileges on your birthday, not this," Davika scanned IU's body and her accessories.

"Who says I didn't ask for this?" Jieun grunted, fighting to keep the heavy ball inside. "Why do you think they pushed this for our birthday?" She grinned, finding the actress’s amazed eyes adorable. "It's going better than I expected," IU added in her sweetest voice.

"You're crazy," Davika giggled.

"And you're taking too long."

With a scoff, the Thai woman leaned to kiss IU on the lips. Both chuckled, showing their lust for one another through their tongues.

For Jieun, there was something about a woman’s kiss that weakened her mind and body. The delicacy, the unspoken understanding, or just the striking beauty; whatever it was, she loved it.

Davika felt the same way, along with curiosity about the depravity hiding behind that innocent face. Her hands wandered through IU’s milky skin, starting with her firm tits, quickly finding frustration thanks to the clamps limiting her grip. Determined to have her in full, her digits ran down Jieun’s soft midriff and between her legs.

“No!” The idol gasped, biting Davika’s tongue.

“Sorry. You’re just too damn adorable,” the actress replied, getting a thick strand of IU’s nectar between her digits. “Are you close?”

Jieun struggled to stare at the Thai woman. Her core was exhausted, and her walls kept on lubricating. “Y-yes.” She replied as Davika’s fingers slid into her tightened cunt.

“Are you scared?” She murmured in her lips.

The whole world had disappeared for a moment. So much clenching had her on edge, and her fingers moving so smoothly inside her wet pussy pushed her further into her orgasm. Her response was nothing more than a pleading moan.

“But you want it, don’t you?”

“Mhmmmg!” Jieun begged, watching Davika take a step back and to the side. The actress said nothing else. She simply caressed IU’s folds and delicately rubbed her clit.

Dread, a loud moan, a grunt, and a muted cry. Just half a second of her touch, and her walls gave up.

The heavy ball slid through her pussy, and gravity did the rest. The first hard drop tugged the clamps from her nipples and inner lips, triggering her orgasm. Before her brain registered anything else, the second drop pulled the chains from the anal plug, extracting it from her rectum before it ripped the clamps from her outer lips. The whole motion sent an electric shock that shut her mind off for a brief instant.

Everybody gasped, witnessing IU hanging from her wrists following the quick rattling of chains. She quivered uncontrollably. Pupils, disappearing from her eyes; tits, bouncing at every contortion; hips, rocking in the air; feet barely touching the ground beneath her; and her bladder, releasing its contents down her legs.

Hands quickly held her body tightly, sending more shocks of pleasure through her. When Jieun noticed, she was kneeling on the floor with the help of one staff member, realizing that her inner thighs were damp.

"… a show about to begin for us. Let's enjoy it before we enjoy her."

The representative's voice finally made it to IU's brain as she weakly opened her eyes to find Davika's face, causing her to smirk.

"All y-yours," Jieun giggled with a weak smile, trembling and admiring her slim body. The actress untied the neck of her dress, letting it slide down her skin, revealing a laced, see-through lingerie set.

"Perfect." Davika threw herself over IU. She kissed her for a moment before going down to her sensitive nipples, making the idol whine. "Want me to stop?" She asked, circling her erect nub with her tongue.

"Don't you dare," Jieun moaned, realizing how drenched she was as her long fingers wiggled their way into her walls.

Davika had a blast with her. She pulled Jieun's nipples with her teeth, covered all ten fingers with her sleek nectar, and got to kiss most of her torso. With nothing but hunger in her eyes, she returned to face the weak woman, spreading her juices all over her face. "You like your own taste?"

"Guilty," IU licked her lips. She noticed something sparked inside the Thai actress, but before she could ask, Davika presented her wet panties to her face, hypnotizing her with her musk.

Slowly, the slim woman pulled her panties to the side and sat on IU's mouth. Surprised by the eagerness of her tongue, Davika took a moment to scan the surroundings. The crowd was expectant, and some men already had their dick's out. She turned to the rep. His smirk and approving nod gave her the push she needed.

The crowd was there for the show, and now she was a part of it.

Davika reached for the idol's legs, pulling them to her face until they rested under her arms. She kept IU's ass up in the air, fully displayed for the audience to admire her pink butthole and dripping folds. Hungry, she leaned to eat that pussy. They got carried away and let their whimpers be heard. Jieun, still too tired to move her hands, put all her energy into her lips and tongue. Davika focused on playing with IU's clit until the light reflecting on her wet slit pushed her to shove two fingers into her, looking for her G-spot.

Knowing she could cum at any moment, Jieun raised her arms to find Davika's perky tits, releasing them from the lace of her bra to pinch her nipples in an attempt to make it even. A strong shudder and sway of her hips, along with a subtle chuckle vibrating on her clit, confirmed it worked.

There it was, that unspoken understanding.

Both continued, aware of their troubled breathing until they felt each other's quivers and every minute clenching of their cunts, yearning for the inevitable.

Davika's climax hit first, directly on her hips, rocking on IU's face as her juices dripped into her lips. She fought her convulsions, hugging the idol's ass until those beautiful pink petals became a fountain, spraying her squirt harder and harder every time she pressed her G-spot. She witnessed the first gushes fly through the air for the sake of the show, but she quickly removed her digits to fully capture the next weaker jets of liquid into her mouth, drinking it only when a new wave was expelled.

Once IU was done, Davika dropped the idol's legs. Playfully, she tickled her pale tummy, crawling her way to see Jieun's smile. With a mutual grin, she kissed once more.

To drink her own squirt from Davika's lips took her by surprise, but IU savored it gladly. "We should do this again," she purred, unable to hide her bliss.

"Alone," the actress giggled, giving her one last peck before kneeling next to her, not bothering to fix her lingerie.

"Are you leaving?" Jieun panted, conscious of where she was.

"You are making the best out of your birthday. I will do the same with mine." They giggled, approving of each other's plans. "I heard there's a hot tanned Korean man available in another hall."

"That'd be Kai," IU smirked, sitting on her legs.

"Is he good?"

"I haven't tried myself, but he's a good dancer," she tilted her head, remembering his feats.

"I'll be on my way, then." Davika stood up and scoffed at the notion of the eyes on her almost naked body. Proudly, she walked down the stairs on her way to the Gyotaejeon Hall.

"I think we'll be seeing more of her on the next show," the representative joked on the microphone, startling the idol. "IU, I am afraid we're on a schedule. Gentlemen." He called the crowd as he stood up, taking off his pants, and revealing his throbbing manhood.

"Finally," Jieun whispered to herself, opening her mouth to welcome his thick shaft, savoring his salty precum before sucking it, locking eyes with him. Soon, she was surrounded by seven more dicks she could not help but stroke and lick, going from one to the next with a wide grin on her face.

"You really missed having so many cocks at your disposal, didn't you?" The rep admired her hunger and the speed at which she engulfed some of those rods in her mouth, leaving a coat of saliva before licking the next glans.

"You have no idea," IU grunted quickly with a penis in each hand and two dicks rubbing on her face.

It was true. During the celebrations of The Golden Hour, she managed to suck quite a few men, but only a few at a time. The only thing missing to make her experience on the terrace perfect was her two men, but she'd make the most out of it.

It didn't take long for one of them to bury his whole length into her mouth, reaching only past the back of her throat.

She giggled as her nose pressed on his pubes, and his spurts of cum ran down her pipe, releasing her only after he was done. Chuckling, virtually unaffected by his actions, she patted his thigh before they pulled her to suck two cocks at once.

Their faces didn't matter, nor did how rough they were with her, how hard they yanked her hair, or how many hands grabbed her body at the same time. The liberation of her own restraints and the lack of control were truly refreshing. That freedom to release her inner slut, one that the industry built through years of servicing and hid from the public, had become a blessing. Right there, her only concern was getting as much cum in and on her as she could.

The crowd, of course, shared the same goal.

The representative walked behind IU, watching her happily spread their precum and her own spit spread through her face. Impressed by how easily she let herself be handled, he spread her legs and arched her back until her pussy was at the right angle.

The idol chuckled while his thick shaft entered her slit, and his hand slid through her scalp. He went slowly at first, allowing her to feel his girth and length in detail. Nothing new for her. Any man who had entered her cunt for the first time did the same if given the chance.

Years of training her walls allowed her to recover quickly from any abuse, including the one caused by the metal ball. Mischievously, IU clenched her cunt across his manhood, confirming to him that she was ready.

Just as the first cumshots landed on her cheek, the rep increased his speed, thrusting harder and harder until their flesh clapped.

Jieun melted at the rippling sound of her juices moving violently at every pound, adding another layer of lust to the whole experience. He pulled her hair, forcing her to face the men surrounding her, and yet, her eyes remained on their members as she tried to stroke them or lick them.

Just a minute later, the rain of cum began. The representative yanked IU's hair so the semen landed all over her face, neck, and tits.

Her sweet laugh made it all the more appealing, giving a couple of shy men that little auditory aid to nut over her skin as she rejoiced in the smell of fresh jizz until the dick in her pussy began twitching. 'One,' she thought, starting the mental game of counting how many loads she got in her cunt. She always lost count, but it added some extra fun.

The rep waited for a couple more men to paint her skin before forcing her to stand up, still with his penis inside of her. "Can you walk?" He whispered, and she giggled, nodding. An assistant held a microphone for him as he walked her from the back of the terrace to the center of it, ensuring the crowd could see her cum-covered face. "Beautiful, isn't she? How do you feel?"

"I want more," IU replied seductively, swaying her hips. She purposefully rolled her eyes as he slipped out of her walls, letting his heavy load fall.

"Clean yourself first," he ordered.

Standing on her own, she ran her fingers through her thigh, collecting the representative's semen and taking it to her mouth. She cleaned her face, guiding the cum from her forehead and nose down to her mouth, leaving her perfect fringe ruined and her eyelashes sticky. The jizz that did not make it to her mouth served as a layer of shine to her skin, diverting the crowd's focus to her firm, perky tits and clear nipples.

No words from anyone. IU just gulped the last bit of cum, released a satisfied sigh, and called the audience with her hand.

She laughed at the immediate reaction. The staff brought a bench, and a horde of men ran towards her. One moment, she yelped when someone carried her, the next, she had her back resting on the bench and her head hanging. Impressed, she hummed at the feeling of a new cock sliding into her cunt, and she opened her mouth to taste another one.

The quick slapping of the man's balls on her nose made IU giggle. As enjoyable as their efforts were, they were only a warm-up for her.

The crowd noticed that. Two men took her feet. One to lick it, one to masturbate with her sole. Another pair took her hands to their members, which she stroked happily, using their precum as lube. Surprisingly for her, the thin layer of cum on her skin represented no issue for one hungry guy who sucked her nipples. He, perhaps, was the best out of the seven men on top of her.

'Two,' Jieun smirked while the penis inside her shot his seed inside her. She barely reacted. The idol giggled when the next shaft quickly entered her walls, shoving the other guy's cum back inside of her. Shortly after, the glans in her throat spurred its load, one she kept in her mouth as the next man held her head to slap her face with his dick before she swallowed it for him to ram her throat.

Three, four, five. Men came and went, feeding her hunger until the sixth man ejaculated inside of her core. He stayed there until the one using her throat painted her face. Confused, she tried to see why they had stopped, but the crowd helped her by pulling her hair.

"We thought you'd like to see how foamy your pussy is right now," the older guy said, withdrawing his rod from IU, revealing a thick white foam produced by their relentless thrusting, spreading their semen in and out of her.

Jieun shook her head and cupped her fingers to collect it. "I hope you've got more," she laughed, rubbing her clit as someone carried her, only to drop her on his lap, impaling her ass with his manhood. She grunted and grinned, swaying her hips to ensure he was fully inside of her rectum. "You don't need to be kind," she purred in his ear, spreading someone's cum on his cheek.

It worked. He got angry and choked her, twisting her nipple and ramming her butt. That set the bar for her next round.

They passed IU around from cock to cock. Sometimes on the bench, sometimes forcing her to stand on her toes as they fucked her butthole and someone else fucked her face. Seven, eight, nine. 'Was that the fourth load in my ass?'

"Beauty shot for your boyfriend?" The representative asked, holding a GoPro. "Your request, remember? As many angles as possible."

She smirked and turned to the camera, taking the semen from her face to drink it as naughtily as she could before blowing a kiss and pointing to her holes. The rep moved the guy away from her ass as she spread her buttcheeks to show her relaxed gapes, suddenly pushing heavy blobs of sperm down to her thighs.

Someone held her hands, and a different man spanked her, leaving a red imprint of his hand on her pale skin. A brave one dared to kiss her, not caring one bit for the fluids in her face or her tongue. She reciprocated it, pulling him closer towards her as she jumped on him.

The camera captured it all. Her legs hugging him, his dick sliding in and out of her pink folds, and their tongues dancing as he sat on the bench, resting his back on it. Immediately, another guy stepped on the edge where her butt was and shoved his shaft up her rectum to fuck her as hard as he could.

"You wanted that?" The rep asked her, ensuring the camera recorded her bouncing her ass on their girth.

"Yes!" IU grunted hurrily, biting the man fucking her pussy.

"Do you want more?"

"Mhmmg!" She got a quick reply from three more men surrounding her. She threw herself on their members, licking and stroking them until someone held her head, forcing her to swallow his length.

"Is this what you needed? A cock in every hole?" He teased her, recording her tongue, slipping out of her mouth to try to lick the balls of the shaft fucking her face.

IU nodded, moving her hands so frantically that one of the men came onto her hand. She took it to her face to eat his jizz before engulfing yet a different dick.

Ten, closely followed by another load in her ass. She tried to hold on to the penis in her mouth, but two sets of hands carried her to a second bench. Jieun caught a glimpse of the rep walking fully erect and documenting everything as they made her engulf another rod with her gaping shithole right before another man choked her and fucked her cunt.

The crowd continued the motion for a bit, adding at least three more loads to each hole, by which point, Jieun no longer cared to keep track.

The rep walked towards IU as two men fucked her standing, carrying her with their dicks. He yanked her hair, and she grinned at the camera.

"Have you ever taken two cocks in that pretty butthole of yours?" He wondered, and she nodded enthusiastically, her eyes pleading. "Take her to the benches when you're done with her," he told the men.

With that new boost of energy, Jieun got back in action, pulling the guy in front of her for a fierce, sloppy kiss while she rocked her hips, forcing their manhoods to rub through her walls until they exploded inside of her. She took a moment to enjoy the warmth of their skin against her, their troubled breathing, and the sensation of their seed dripping from her holes while the three of them chuckled in their embrace. "Take me there," she exhaled, kissing them one last time.

The man in her ass pulled out as the other guy carried her to her next destination. She saw two rods, fully erect, rubbing against each other as their owners rested on the two benches, waiting for her.

IU spread her butt as the man carrying her took his penis out of her pussy and aligned her puckered hole with the pair of shafts. She smirked confidently, signaling the representative to record it. He followed along, keeping the camera on the men as they gripped their lengths to steady them as IU descended onto them.

Satisfied with the challenge and depending on the man holding her, she swayed her hips at the touch of their tips. Jieun grunted as her butthole stretched to accommodate their girths and gasped once they got in. Happy, she wiggled and whined her way down, concentrating on their members expanding her rectum until her weight was resting on their crotches.

"Truly impressive," the rep acknowledged, focusing the GoPro on her asshole and her dripping cunt.

"This can't be all," IU panted with a grin, rocking her hips to feel the pair of cocks move inside of her.

Amazed by her, he handed the camera to his assistant and walked behind her, making her lie on his chest as he held her neck with his left hand to kiss her.

Slowly, the men in her shithole began to move independently. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations around her body. The more she let go of herself, the more she thrived in the swarm of men grabbing her body. Her legs were in the air, receiving equal amounts of licks, kisses, and bites from her thighs to her toes. They took her arms to more cocks for her to stroke, even though her delicate fingers could barely move. Someone latched onto her left nipple while someone else pinched the right one.

Jieun melted, feeling like prey being devoured, blissfully renouncing her agency. Her breathing grew troubled, but her torso moved on its own to properly fuck the pair of dicks at the drumming rhythm of her heart, beating harder and faster as the representative tightened the grip on her neck. Her weak moans roared freely, matched the tempo of her hips as the whole horde held her tighter and tighter.

"More?" He growled on her lips, letting her suck his tongue. IU whimpered, showing her need through her whole body, crying quicker and quicker as she felt his right fingers slide through her waist, brushing her skin as they reached for her bald pubis and into her folds.

She gasped, drowned by the growing orgasm building through every swift movement in her G-spot until her mind shattered for a moment.

Jieun was there willingly. She had forgotten any restraint, any mask, any concept that required her to pretend or exercise any control. She was, at least for a moment, truly free. And yet, the contradiction had overloaded her brain. She was at their mercy to the point that not a single finger of hers felt like her own. She was their doll. They dictated her movements, her actions, which dick filled her holes, and how many more still waited to use her.

Her consciousness returned to her body, crushed by the overwhelming waves of heat and electricity running through her like an open nerve. The men holding her wrists as she clenched her fists on their cocks, the people pulling and twisting her nipples, the set of men worshiping her legs and feet. They all kept her from moving through her strong convulsions, triggering small climaxes through every small brush against her skin. The pair of trembling rods shooting ropes of semen into her rectum made her feel as if she was sucking their souls with her clenching asshole. The cherry on top: the representative, still going crazy against her G-spot, prolonging her orgasm until her muted cries emptied her lungs, forcing her to gasp desperately, before flooding the hall with her high-pitched whimpers a second later.

Shaking, leaking cum from her butthole, and with more hands on top of her body than she could comprehend, IU turned to the rep, still holding her torso in his arms. "T-thirsty," she panted, unable to control her body and with a wicked smile forged in her face. She saw the representative smirk as he called the assistants who carried a water jug.

"As fresh as it gets," he chuckled, watching her arms give up at the three separate attempts to reach the jug. He nodded, and the assistant brought it closer to the idol.

The subtle smell alone was enough for her to know what it was. She giggled, watching the clouds of cum floating around. "Thank y-you," she scoffed, trying to shake her head and giving up. Jieun grinned and opened her mouth as the rep held her head with a firm grip on her hair. Gladly, she drank her own squirt, feeling the dense jizz pass through her throat.

"You got that?" He asked the assistant with the camera, who nodded with a satisfied grin. "Now, let us see that cute asshole of yours," he whispered in IU's ear.

Smirking, she let them drag her to the stairs, leaving her on her knees, facing the Gangnyeongjeon Hall. Knowing that would make for a good picture, she kept her knees on the ground, opening her legs and leaning down until her face rested on the cold cushioned mat. Her back arched flawlessly as she spread her buttcheeks, giving an up-close view of her gaping asshole and her dripping folds to the crowd. Since no phones were allowed, the only record of that display would be in the GoPro and the few copies they'll make.

"Normally, fellas, this would be the closing shot," the representative said on the microphone, standing in the middle of the stone terrace. "But judging by the extraordinary disposition of our dear birthday girl, that may not be the case."

Jieun laughed, digging her nails into her own flesh, leaving red scratches on her buttcheeks as her fingers slipped due to the viscosity of her skin.

"IU, do you want to continue?" He asked on the microphone. "You can stop at any time now," he mouthed to her. Everyone went quiet.

She tried to stand up, but her body was too weak. 'It's too fucking early to finish,' she wanted to say, but the words would not come out. Frustrated, feeling her lust growing back, she stayed there, half seated, gawking at him. "M-more," she managed to pronounce with a determined smirk.

The men around her moved, but the rep stopped them with a click of his tongue. "Prove it, slut. Show us what you want."

Her eye twitched. That word, as truthful as it could be when she was in the mood, represented a challenge; a way to shut their mouths and show them she could do even more. Pulling strength out of spite, IU crawled to him, maintaining her slit in full display while her ass swayed side to side with a clean arch on her back.

"Show us how much you love to suck cock," he grinned as she knelt in front of him.

Her hunger was real, but name-calling her was not something he had earned. She shook her head and showed her teeth, restraining herself from having a warm piece of meat choking her throat. Instead, IU kissed his balls and his whole length, making a whole shower as she left him covered in her saliva.

"Two can play that game," he murmured to her. "Anybody want to eat this whore's cunt?" The rep asked aloud, turning to see hands raised and a few men stepping forward. "You," he pointed to one of the spectators who had yet to get dirty.

"Just when I thought you'd show your skills," IU pouted, stroking him with both hands, brushing his glans on her glossy lips.

"I already made you cum, remember?"

"Did you?" She giggled, raising her butt for the man to lie beneath her groin before resting her weight on his mouth. Her eyes rolled back for an instant as the guy's tongue ran through her petals, but her hands never stopped. "I'd say it was, what? A six-man job? How many men were on me when I exploded?"

Her overconfident smirk pulled his strings. Yes, he had triggered the bomb that was her last climax, but it was a matter of time for that to happen. "Bring it," he ordered to an assistant while he held the idol's hair in a ponytail.

"What a gentleman," IU chuckled, licking his underside and holding his member firmly. Just as she expected, the representative forced his length into her throat. She remained composed, smiling with her eyes and petting the hair of the guy eating her cunt.

He kept her nose pressed against his pubes for a moment, enjoying her tightness and warmth before pulling her ponytail and thrusting on her mouth.

Enjoying the way his balls bounced on her chin, Jieun caught a glimpse of the assistant returning with a thick double dildo. She could not help but giggle, tapping on the rep's thighs. "You're doing well, cutie," she told the guy in her pussy, giving him a chance to breathe, yelping a bit when he pulled her back to sit on his face. "You'll need to do better than that if you want to break me," she challenged the rep, feeling the toy quickly enter her butthole. Thicker than any cock in the palace, but still easier than the two dicks from before.

"How much are you willing to humiliate yourself for our entertainment?" The representative asked, taking his shaft by the base and slapping IU's face with it.

"Humiliate?" She laughed while he spread her spit through her face with his mushroom tip as the assistant fucked her deep with the double dildo. "Do you really t-think being covered in cum and having my holes b-blown is humiliating to me?" The assistant slapped her butt to hide his laughter. "Give me your worst," IU provoked him, holding his girth and slapping her own face with it.

The representative's expression darkened as she willingly opened her mouth. Holding her head with two hands, he forced her to engulf his manhood. This time, he rammed her throat as hard and fast as he could, something the assistant fucking her ass and the guy eating her cunt mirrored.

If her own gurgling was not deafening enough for IU, another assistant placed a microphone close enough for the loudspeakers to share that erotic sound with the whole palace.

Backfire.

The speakers made her realize she was also moaning and whimpering throughout the guttural noises of her throat. Beyond the consistent pounding in her pipe, she focused on the dildo reshaping her guts, deeper at every thrust, practically hitting her navel from within.

Jieun's hips synced with the man devouring her folds. Both could barely breathe, both had an insatiable person using their faces more and more wildly every second, and both made their best to make the other cum for their personal egos.

The loud soundtrack didn't help the representative. The sight of her challenging red eyes, still with no tears on them, the slick drool falling over her perky tits while she rode the other guy's s face, proved too much for him. The purposeful clenching of her throat as he kept ramping on her mouth had him on edge, but knowing that she was taking that double dildo up her butt as if it were nothing pushed him past his limit.

"Don't swallow, whore," he grunted, fucking her skull with all his might until the last warning twitch. He pulled most of his length and burst in her mouth.

Finally able to breathe, IU sealed her lips around his girth, sucking and stroking tightly to ensure she would squeeze every drop of semen out of him, savoring it until he stopped shaking.

"You are truly remarkable," he panted, leaving her lips free as the assistant pulled the double dildo out of her ass and handed it to him.

"I know," Jieun tried to say, keeping his load visible in her open mouth until she froze, witnessing the glossy finish of the large dildo. Only a quarter of it was still dry; the rest had surely made it into her guts.

"Stay still," he ordered.

She scoffed nervously before he shoved the thick dildo in her pipe, stretching her neck and breaking her control, fully falling on the face beneath her.

"There they are," he chuckled, watching tears run down IU's cheeks, disappearing among the spit across her face.

She shook. The toy was thicker and certainly longer than her lovers. Her throat had never faced a challenge like that. Before she could process the way his cum had sunk into her esophagus, clogging it, he was already fucking her throat with it.

"Clean it all," he grinned, holding her cheeks and ogling into her eyes as he shoved every bit of the toy that was inside of her earlier.

The bitter taste of her own rectum, the lack of air, the burning sensation in her throat, going further than any cock had reached, and a tongue already pushing her to the doors of her climax. Torture and pleasure at the same time. IU's bodily reflexes kicked in when she reached her limit. She gagged and retched, arching her back and pushing the rep away, trying to get the dildo out of her mouth, but her mind stopped her after two slaps on his thigh. Thinking she won't have another chance to be treated like that, she enjoyed the torture, gladly shedding more tears and a drool cascade until he pulled the whole dildo out of her pipe.

Jieun went to the floor, coughing bits of his cum as the man she was sitting on gasped for air, laughing as he also recovered.

"No— Not bad," she grinned at the representative. Both stared at each other in mutual respect.

"Thirsty?" He asked. An assistant had already brought the jug with her squirt, making her giggle. "Oh, shit!"

Like a beast, the other man grunted, pulling IU for a kiss where she tasted her own fluids. "My turn," he growled.

She chuckled confidently, biting his lips and scratching his torso. "You deserve it," she said with a raspy voice, then glared at the representative.

Shaking his head, he took the microphone. "That cunt-eater indeed deserves his time. Let him have her before you all take her again," he stated to the audience as IU took a firm grip of the guy's cock.

"You had me so close," she whimpered, still struggling to clear her throat.

"Drink first," he lifted her in his arms, and reached for the jug as he held her firmly by her hair, and carefully poured the liquid into her mouth. "You love your taste, don't you?"

She nodded gently, shutting her lips, making him stop. "It's a bit addictive." She admitted in her normal voice.

"I must agree." He tugged her nape firmly, and he spilled the rest of her squirt on her forehead.

"Fuck," Jieun laughed, blinking quickly as her eyes burned and her scalp got soaking wet.

Her sudden yelp generated awe in the crowd. He had flipped her against the cushioned mat, with her ass up and her face resting on the puddle of fluids of her own making.

"Yes!" Jieun grunted at the abrupt insertion of his rod in her pussy. The way his left hand held her neck tightly, keeping her as close to his skin as possible as he pressed her down with his whole body, felt similar to the embrace of her lovers. Instinctively, she kept her hips up, rocking them in sync with his pelvis. Unable to move anything else, her hands slid through her stomach and reached her clit, rubbing it in circles and quickly taking her back to the plateau of her orgasm.

"Be a good slut and hold it until I tell you," the guy whispered in her ear, and she hummed enthusiastically.

Hearing his cynical chuckle and feeling every thrust filled with intention, IU let herself go one more time. "P-please… Let me… Let me cum," she begged shortly after, already feeling her climax coming. She whimpered and cried loudly, as if that could stop her from exploding, but tensed her fingers as her wrists continued the movement on her clit.

He let the tension build until IU's whimpers went mute and her whole body shook in place. "Be free," he whispered, tightening the grip on her neck and sliding his right hand under her stomach to hug her tightly.

Completely immobilized, her orgasm hit her in full, just as clearly he spurted his load in the entrance of her cervix, flooding her walls with his warmth as he continued fucking her. IU's eyes rolled back, her body convulsed violently, and her toes contracted erratically. Her pussy gushed weak spurts of squirt every time he shoved his entire manhood inside her clenching cunt until he decreased his tempo after he was done ejaculating.

She giggled, unable to hide her satisfied smile. "T-Tha… Thank… Y-You," she mumbled, trembling beneath him, before he took her drenched face and pulled her in for a kiss that she welcomed.

"I'll look for you at the next fashion show," the man whispered, kissing her lips, cheek, and earlobe.

"I'll… Waiting," she sighed, feeling his shaft slide through her walls, leaving her cunt oozing cum down her clit.

Laughing, lying face down on the floor, she managed to raise her forearm and called the crowd towards her.

To the surprise of the representative, IU managed to endure another hour of being passed around between the crowd, never having fewer than two holes filled with a cock, as her lust consumed any rational side of the idol. Still, he religiously checked if she wanted to continue at the end of a back-bending orgasm, but the idol persisted until her body was completely limp.

Voices reached her ears, but her brain could no longer process what they said; still, Jieun knew the rep had announced the end of the event. Every time she tried to open her eyes, a thick layer of cum shut them back until, minutes later, a firm thumb removed enough semen for her to make it past the stickiness of her eyelashes.

"You really know how to put on a show." She heard a gentle masculine voice say. "Do you mind?" It took her a few more seconds, but she finally recognized Kai, offering his cum-covered finger for her to clean.

She sucked his thumb, still unable to lift her head. "Why… Here?" IU tried to ask, laughing at her poor attempt.

"Your bodyguard is on the way, and I wanted to see the aftermath. It's not often that I see this version of you," he joked, patting her hair.

"Were… Worried… Me…?" She mumbled with a smile, and he nodded. "Did you…?"

"Davika insisted. She wanted to see us fuck after she took my load," he explained, making her smile. "Yes, you were pretty good to release tension. Kind of sad you didn't even notice me," Kai joked, bringing an actual laugh to her.

"Sorry… Blur… All of it…" Jieun tried to explain, receiving a comforting nod from Kai. "The others…?"

"Shin Mina saw the last few rounds; she's already on her way home. Hanni saw a bit before leaving. She was amazed to see you like this," he scoffed, then saw her frown. "In a good way, I think. I'm sure she's been getting crazy offers for the last couple of years already," he grimaced at that fact.

IU nodded weakly. "Jay Park?"

"Oh! He made sure to test every hole of yours," Kai replied, rolling his eyes as she giggled.

"That bastard… Finally got his way," she scoffed, trying to move her body.

Soon after, IU's bodyguard arrived, escorted by the Gucci representative. She tried to stand up, but her arms and legs slipped due to her weakness and the mats' slipperiness. The three men covered her body with a large towel and, with her blessing, put her inside an extra-large travel bag in a fetal position.

"Are you sure?" The bodyguard asked before closing the zipper.

"I'm afraid that, in her state, it's the only way to walk fully unnoticed past the Geunjeongjeon Hall and into the parking area," the rep explained.

Jieun nodded at them. "It's fine… One more anecdote," she chuckled.

"You did amazing, doll. I'll send you all the files as you requested," the representative reassured her, closing the bag, but leaving an opening for her to breathe some fresh air on their way to their car.

Trusting fully in her bodyguard, she relaxed inside the travel bag, preferring to stay there until he got her to her apartment. By the time he parked in the basement, Jieun was completely asleep. Carefully, he went up to perform his usual part of the ritual.

"Thank you, Mr. Park." Seungdae opened the door, shocked to see the bag, but instantly knowing her beloved was there.

"Bathroom, she'll need that first," the bodyguard stated as her lover opened the doors for him. "The Gucci rep also said she may struggle with her throat. I'll prepare some honey ginger tea before leaving," he declared, watching a bench, a stall, and a bunch of towels ready.

"I can do that, it's too late…"

"It's okay, don't worry." He smiled, carefully placing the travel bag on the floor.

"Thanks, sir. We moved the honey to the bar. She's been craving sweets lately."

"Noted." With a fist bump, he closed the door and went to the kitchen, leaving him alone with IU.

"The things I do for love," Seungdae sighed, staring at the ceiling for a moment before stripping and opening the zipper, revealing Jieun's exhausted face, still covered in fluids and wet strands of hair all over her body.

"Jin," he called her softly, unbothered by the stickiness of her skin. "Princess? Shower time."

She grunted softly, moving the corner of her lips at the sound of his voice calling her by the nickname he had given her in their childhood.

"Jin? There you are. Happy birthday?"

"Woo!" She smiled weakly, trying to raise her arms for him. "I'm missing one present," she giggled with a coarse voice.

"Let me wash you first," he chuckled, helping her out of the travel bag and stretching her whole body.

Jieun relaxed completely as Seungdae took care of her. His experience was palpable. Not only did he remove all the squirt, cum, and spit from her face and hair, but he also gave her a good scalp massage that almost made her fall asleep again. Securing her hair with a claw clip, he moved down to her body. The way he held her, delicately moving her through the showerheads and the bench, the way he washed every part of her so meticulously, the way he constantly checked on her, asking her how she felt physically and emotionally; she felt loved, and as long as he was with her, she was more than fine.

Seungdae sat on the bench and carried her, spreading her legs to clean her slit and her butthole while her head rested on his shoulder. "You're a bit swollen," he voiced, cleaning her puckered hole.

"Can you finger their cum out of my pussy?"

"Sure." He took his fingers to her mouth for her to cover them in her spit.

As soon as his digits touched her swollen petals, she hissed, nodding quickly for him to continue. It burned, but she endured it, holding his wrist to keep him going as he scooped her folds. Despite the pain, her sensitivity and his kind fingers sparked a flame within her, one that brought a small orgasm accompanied by a few streams of squirt he used to clean her insides. "C-cum…"

"Hm?" He stopped, confused by her moan.

"Inside," she whispered in his ear, clenching her walls.

"I think it's all out—" Shut by her kiss.

"I need to sleep with your load inside of me," Jieun demanded with a gentle smile amidst her heavy breathing.

"Are you sure?" He slowly pulled his fingers out of her, causing her to grunt.

Yet, she nodded, "I'm not sleeping if it's not with your seed inside of me," she declared, gawking at his lips.

"Slow?"

Her eyes sparkled. Since her first servicing session, his part of her ritual, although never spoken, was not only to take care of Jieun upon her return, but also to become the last man to enter and fill her body. A part of Seungdae understood her from the start, but his conscious self never dared to ask why she always insisted, even when it hurt her physically.

He held her tightly, face to face, carrying her in the air as she let her spit fall over his shaft, gripping his forearms. When his tip brushed against her swollen entrance, they locked eyes, reaffirming each other as he lowered her slowly. She cried loudly, but her weak body engulfed his whole manhood.

Jieun trembled as they hugged, panting. Little by little, each of them moved. It hurt, but knowing it was him who was inside of her was a mental relief. Her painful cries turned into quiet gruntings, then into moans of pleasure, then into whimpers.

"Don't make me wait," she begged, holding his face to kiss him until he thrust harder and twitched.

As she felt his seed spreading through her core and womb, a comforting warmth filled her whole existence, taking away any stress or adrenaline that was still in her. "Thank you, Great One," she giggled as she kissed him.

"Anything for you, my princess," he replied, holding her cheeks delicately.

"Your arms," Jieun frowned, noticing the fresh scratches along his forearms.

"Shh, it's okay," he chuckled, kissing her forehead. "You know I heal fast." Seungdae stared at her pouting face for a moment before kissing her and hugging her for a little longer.

When he pulled out of her, her swollen pussy shut tight, making her smile, knowing all of his whole load would remain inside of her. He dried her hair while she drank the tea her bodyguard had prepared before brushing her teeth. Once done, he carried her to her room. Jieun giggled, resting her head on him, watching the towels on her bed, and the few bottles of water in her nightstands.

Last part of the ritual. He made his way onto her bed, lying right in the middle so she could snuggle over him until she fell asleep with his fingers caressing her hair.

Author's notes: For those new here, if you want more context on IU's relationship with Seungdae and Jongsuk, you can read Cards on the Table and Consummation, or literally any of my other works featuring IU; they all take place in the same world, lol. So yeah! I hope you liked it. I had originally thought of writing her during the Jan 2024 Gucci fashion show, but when reviewing where this would fit, writing this night instead was a no-brainer. Also, I wanted to use this picture to show who Davika was, but IU looks kind of 'mom, I wanna go' vibe, so I opted for the other pic, haha.

She’s completely naked beneath you. Pale, smooth skin flushed pink, small but perfect tits bouncing with every hard stroke. Her legs are bent and pulled back toward her chest, giving you full access. You grip her slim thighs tightly, fingers digging into soft flesh as you pound her without mercy, driving your thick cock in and out of her slick heat over and over.

“Fuuuck… so tight.”

You groan, eyes locked on where your shaft disappears between her glistening folds.

She’s wearing a black lace eye mask that completely covers her eyes and upper face, leaving only her pretty pink lips and delicate jaw visible. Because of it, you still can’t be 100% sure who she is. You think it’s IU, but that seems impossible. Why the hell would IU show up at your hotel room door like this?

Half an hour earlier, you had opened your door after a soft knock, expecting room service or maybe a wrong room. Instead, there she stood in the dimly lit hallway: a petite woman in a white hotel robe that barely reached mid-thigh, a black lace eye mask on her face, phone held up in one hand like she was recording. Her voice was soft, slightly shy, but direct.

“Hi… I saw you earlier at the elevator. Would you like to shoot some content with me for my OnlyFans? I’ll pay you well. No faces for you, and I’ll stay masked. Just… raw and real. Are you in?”

You barely had time to process before she let the robe slip off her shoulders, revealing her naked body underneath. The next thing you knew, the door was locked, the phone was propped up on the nightstand recording everything, and you were balls-deep inside the tightest, wettest pussy you’d ever felt.

Now you’re fucking her like your life depends on it.

You lean forward, changing the angle so your cock drags against her front wall with every thrust. She lets out a high, sweet moan that sounds exactly like IU’s voice from all the songs you’ve heard. Her hands clutch the sheets above her head, back arching hard as you rail her.

“Ahh-! Harder…Fuck me harder, please…”

You oblige, gripping her narrow waist and pounding into her with deep, brutal strokes. Her pussy squeezes around you steadily, soaking your cock and balls with her juices. The wet sounds of her cunt taking every inch fill the room.

You still can’t believe this is real. Is this actually IU? The sweet, innocent-looking national treasure of Korea? Or just some insanely hot lookalike who does secret OnlyFans work?

Either way, you don’t care right now.

You slam into her again and again, watching her tits bounce and her masked face twist in pleasure. Her mouth stays open in a constant moan, tongue occasionally darting out to wet her lips. You reach down and rub her swollen clit with your thumb while continuing to destroy her pussy. Her whole body jerks violently.

“Oh my god-! I’m-I’m cuming-!”

Her walls clamp down hard around your cock as she orgasms, pulsing and gushing around you. You keep thrusting through it. You fuck her straight through her climax until her legs shake. Her tight pussy flutters and squeezes around your cock as she rides out the waves. Her sweet moans fill the room, but you’re already feeling that familiar pressure building deep in your core. Your balls tighten, heat rushing up your spine. You spread her legs even wider, pushing her knees toward her shoulders so she’s folded almost in half beneath you. Leaning over her small frame, you start destroying her cunt with short, brutal strokes, slamming into her as deep as you can go.

“I’m close. Fuck, I’m really close…”

“Please… cum on my face. Cum all over my face… I want it. Please-”

That’s all it takes. You fuck her hard for a few more seconds, pounding her soaked pussy until you can’t hold back any longer. With a groan, you pull out of her dripping heat and quickly scoot forward on the bed. You’re no longer kneeling between her legs. You’re straddling her chest now, your slick cock hovering right above her masked face. You stroke yourself fast and hard, staring down at her. IU obediently opens her mouth wide, tongue sliding out as she makes a soft, lewd “Aaaah” sound, waiting for you like a perfect little cumslut. It feels strange for a second, cuming on a woman whose eyes you can’t even see, someone you’re not even sure is really IU. But in this moment, none of that matters. The pressure is too much.

You cum hard. Thick ropes of cum shoot across her face. The first shot lands straight into her open mouth, painting her tongue. The next splatter across her cheek and the black lace mask. More streaks land on her lips, her chin, and the bridge of her nose. You keep stroking, milking every last drop onto her pretty, masked face until you’re completely spent.

You stay there for a moment, kneeling above her chest, breathing heavily as you admire the mess you made. Her face is covered in your cum, some dripping down her cheeks, some pooling on her tongue, the white contrasting beautifully against the black lace.

IU closes her mouth and swallows audibly.

“Mmm… delicious. You taste really good…”

Without hesitation, she lifts her head slightly and wraps her soft lips around your sensitive cock, sucking you clean. Her tongue swirls gently around your shaft. She licks up every remaining drop of cum. She takes you deeper into her warm mouth, sucking softly until you’re spotless.

You groan at the gentle overstimulation, one hand instinctively resting on the top of her head as she finishes cleaning you. You expect her to stop after a minute or two. Most women would pull off once they’ve cleaned you up, maybe give you a shy smile or ask if you want to keep filming. But IU doesn’t stop. Her soft, warm mouth keeps working your sensitive cock with slow, lazy sucks. Her tongue swirls gently around your shaft, licking every inch as if she’s savoring the mixed taste of your cum and her own juices. She takes you deeper, humming softly around you, the vibrations traveling straight to your balls. To your surprise, you start getting hard again. Your cock twitches and swells inside her mouth, growing thicker against her tongue. IU makes a pleased little sound and starts sucking with more purpose, bobbing her head slowly while her lips stay wrapped tightly around you.

You stare down at her, still kneeling over her chest. The sight is filthy and surreal.

Her face is still covered in your cum, thick white streaks drying on her cheeks, dripping slowly down her jaw, and smeared across the black lace eye mask. Some of it has even gotten into her hair. Yet she continues sucking you like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Her tongue works tirelessly to bring you back to full hardness.

Your mind starts racing again.

Is this actually IU?

She has a concert scheduled in this city next week. You saw the posters everywhere when you checked into the hotel. The real IU would be busy with rehearsals, soundchecks, and media appearances. Why the hell would she be in a random guy’s hotel room filming OnlyFans content?

But then again… the voice. That sweet, slightly breathy tone when she moaned. The way her body feels. The petite frame and perfect pale skin. It all matches.

The mask makes sense if it really is her, a way to protect her identity while still indulging in something risky and dirty. Or maybe she just enjoys the anonymity. Plenty of girls in this line of work wear masks anyway. It doesn’t prove anything.

Still, the idea that the Lee Jieun is currently sucking your cock with your own cum still painted across her face feels completely insane.

You’re fully hard again now, your cock standing rigid between her soft lips. IU pulls back just enough to swirl her tongue around the sensitive head, then takes you deep once more, sucking greedily. She hums contentedly, as if she could happily stay like this for hours, focused entirely on your cock.

You swallow hard, heart pounding with a strange mix of lust and disbelief.

Her warm, wet mouth works you over with slow, devoted strokes, lips sliding up and down your shaft, tongue swirling around the head every time she pulls back. Even with your cum still streaked across her cheeks and black lace mask, she doesn’t seem to care.

After several long minutes of her dedicated sucking, IU finally pulls off completely. A thin string of saliva connects her lower lip to the tip of your cock for a second before it breaks. She licks her lips, tasting the mess, and tilts her masked face up toward you.

“You’re hard again already…Want to go for round two?”

You don’t even need to answer. She rolls over smoothly onto her stomach and you scoot back again. Then she pushes herself up onto her hands and knees. Her petite body looks incredible in this position: slim waist, round ass pushed back toward you, and her soaked pussy glistening between her thighs.

You move behind her quickly, kneeling on the bed. Gripping her narrow hips, you line up your throbbing cock with her tight entrance and push forward.

Her cunt swallows you completely.

“Fuck…”

You groan as you sink balls-deep into her again. She’s still incredibly wet and warm from earlier, her walls gripping you perfectly.

IU lets out a soft moan and arches her back, pushing her ass back against you.

“Mmm… yes. Just like that.”

You don’t waste any time. You start fucking her properly from behind with long, deep strokes that make her small body rock forward with every thrust. The sound of your hips slapping against her ass fills the room again, wet and lewd.

Her pussy feels even tighter in this position. It squeezes around your cock as you pound into her. You watch the way her small ass jiggles slightly with each impact. Your hands grip her hips harder for leverage as you drive deeper.

“Ahh-! Harder…”

IU whimpers, dropping her head down onto the mattress while keeping her ass up high for you.

“Fuck me harder…”

You do as she says, slamming into her with rough, powerful thrusts. The new angle lets you hit even deeper, the head of your cock brushing against that sensitive spot inside her with every stroke. Her moans grow louder, sweeter, and more desperate as you rail her from behind. Your hands slide up her back, then grip her shoulders, pulling her back onto your cock as you destroy her tight little cunt.

Your pace picks up, each thrust growing faster and more forceful. The sound of your hips slamming against her ass gets louder. Her tight pussy takes every brutal stroke, squeezing around your thick cock as you drive deeper, the quelching sounds getting louder and wetter.

“Ahh-! Yes… just like that…”

She sinks lower into the mattress under the relentless pounding. Her back arches beautifully, pushing her ass higher for you while her upper body collapses forward. Her arms tremble and give out, no longer able to hold her up. She drops from her hands down onto her forearms, elbows digging into the sheets as she tries to stay in position.

You don’t slow down though. You keep pounding her dripping cunt with raw power, watching her petite body jolt forward with every deep thrust. Her small tits press into the mattress, nipples rubbing against the sheets as she rocks helplessly.

Another few hard strokes and she sinks even further. IU’s face drops down completely, forehead and cheeks pressed into the mattress. Her arms go limp, lying uselessly beside her head like she can’t even control them anymore. She’s no longer on all fours. She’s face-down, ass-up, completely surrendered to your cock.

You lean over her, one hand pressing down between her shoulder blades to keep her pinned while your other hand grips her waist. You fuck her like that. With animalistic strokes that make her soaked pussy squelch and spasm around you.

Her moans are muffled by the mattress now, turning into desperate, broken whimpers the longer you use her.

“Mmmph-! Hah-!”

The new angle lets you hit even deeper inside her. Her walls flutter and clench around your cock as you destroy her from behind, her entire body shaking under the force of your pounding. Her ass jiggles with every impact, her pussy creaming all over your shaft.

You keep railing her like this, while IU lies there face-down, arms limp beside her, taking every inch like the perfect little slut she is right now.

You use her like a personal fleshlight. Your grip on her hips is bruising as you slam into her soaked pussy with long, savage strokes. You pull her back onto your cock just as hard as you thrust forward. The wet, filthy sounds of her cunt squelching around your thick shaft fill the entire room. Every thrust makes her petite body jolt forward, her face still buried in the mattress.

IU’s moans grow louder, turning into desperate, broken cries that are half-muffled by the sheets.

“Ahh-! Fuck-! So good…!”

Suddenly her voice cracks with need.

“Pull my hair… please-! Pull my hair hard-!”

You don’t hesitate. You reach forward, grab a thick fistful of her soft dark hair, and yank her head back sharply. IU hisses loudly through her teeth from the pain, but her pussy clenches violently around your cock at the same time, gushing fresh wetness down your shaft. You pull her upper body off the mattress until she’s forced back into that perfect arched position. Her ass is high in the air, back curved deeply, head yanked back by your hand in her hair. Her arms hang uselessly at her sides. The black lace mask stays firmly in place, but you can see the way her mouth hangs open in pure bliss, tongue slightly out.

You keep fucking her like this, using her hair like reins while you destroy her cunt. Each powerful thrust makes her small body rock forward only to be yanked back onto your cock by the grip on her hair.

“Yes-! Yes-! Like that-! Harder… please fuck me harder…! Don’t stop…!”

She’s completely lost in it now, shamelessly begging while you rail her from behind. Her pussy flutters and squeezes around you in a distinct pattern, getting wetter and tighter with every stroke. You can feel her getting dangerously close again, her thighs shaking, her back arching even more desperately into your hold.

You keep pounding her dripping twat without mercy, hair wrapped tightly around your fist, using her like your own personal toy as another powerful orgasm builds rapidly inside her. Your other hand slides from her slim waist down between her legs. Your fingers find her swollen, slippery clit and start rubbing tight, fast circles over it.

IU’s moans turn into sharp, desperate screams.

“Ahh-! Fuck-! Right th-there-! Don’t stop-!”

Her whole body starts trembling like crazy. Her pussy clenches and flutters madly around your cock, getting impossibly tighter, making it harder for you to fuck her with full force. You keep rubbing her clit faster, trying to pound her harder, refusing to slow down even for a second.

Then she breaks.

IU cums hard with a loud, broken cry. Her entire body convulses as a powerful orgasm rips through her. To your shock, she actually squirts. A hot rush of clear fluid gushes out around your cock, soaking your thighs, her ass, and the sheets beneath her. The force of it pushes your cock completely out of her spasming pussy.

You stare down in disbelief, breathing hard.

“Holy shit.”

You just made IU - or at least a girl who looks and sounds exactly like her - cum twice on your cock… and now she’s squirting all over your hotel bed. Her petite body shakes and quivers nonstop, legs twitching, back still arched from your grip on her hair. She lets out a long, broken whimper before finally collapsing flat onto her stomach, completely spent. Her arms lie limp beside her head, ass still slightly raised, her soaked pussy visibly pulsing and dripping.

You kneel there for a moment, your cock rock-hard and glistening with her juices, just watching her twitch and recover.

Then the hunger takes over again. You move closer, grab your slick cock, and line it up with her dripping entrance once more. Without waiting, you push forward and thrust back inside her.

IU gasps sharply. Her body jerks as you fill her again.

You immediately resume pounding her, fucking her into the mattress while she’s still trying to catch her breath from that shattering orgasm. Her pussy is even wetter now. It’s hot and sloppy from her squirt, making every thrust sound way louder.

She whimpers weakly beneath you, barely able to string different words together.

“W-wait… I just… ahh-!”

But you don’t slow down. You grip her hips and keep railing her soaked cunt. You chase your own pleasure while she lies there, helplessly taking it. Your hips snap forward harder and faster, slamming into IU’s soaked pussy with punishing strokes. You grip her hips tightly, pulling her back onto you with every thrust while she lies face-down beneath you.

“I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum in your pussy-”

IU’s voice cracks with lust.

“Yes-! Please cum inside me!”

She begs, pushing her ass back against you.

“Breed me… fill me up… pump your cum deep in my womb, please-!”

You bury yourself as deep as you can go…and explode.

Thick, heavy ropes of cum flood her pussy. They paint her insides as your cock pulses again and again. You groan, grinding against her ass while you empty every drop into her. The sensation of pumping your load straight into her tight, twitching cunt is mind-blowing. You stay buried deep inside her for a long moment, savoring the warmth and the way her walls flutter around you, milking every last spurt. Only when your orgasm finally fades do you slowly pull out.

A thick glob of your cum immediately leaks from her freshly fucked pussy, dripping down her thighs onto the ruined sheets. You sit back on your heels, breathing hard, staring at the mess you made. Your cum is still drying on her masked face and now leaking steadily from her pussy. The disbelief hits you all over again.

Did I really just fuck IU and creampie her? Twice?

You decide right then not to ask. If she says she isn’t IU, the fantasy will shatter. Keeping the illusion alive feels way hotter.

IU reaches weakly for her phone on the nightstand and stops the recording. She turns halfway onto her side. She looks at you with a tired but satisfied smile.

“Wow… that was amazing.”

She says with a pleased laugh.

“You really know how to fuck. Best content I’ve shot in a long time.”

You chat for a couple of minutes. Small talk about how good it felt, how wet she got, how hard she came. Then she bites her lip.

“I wouldn’t mind doing this again sometime… on camera or off.”

Your heart jumps. She holds out her phone to you.

“Put your number in.”

You quickly type it in. Your fingers shake. She takes the phone back, then slowly gets up on shaky legs. She grabs the white hotel robe from the floor and slips it on, tying it loosely around her waist.

“Mmm… I can feel your cum running down my legs already.”

She says with a playful grin, shifting her thighs.

“I should probably shower.”

You smirk.

“Want some company?”

IU laughs and shakes her head.

“No thank you… I’m gonna need some time to recover after that pounding you gave me.”

She walks over to the door, still a little unsteady on her feet. Before she leaves, she turns back one last time.

“Thanks again. I’ll text you.”

You manage to hide your disappointment as she slips out into the hallway. The door clicks shut behind her.

You sit there alone in your hotel room, still naked, cock covered in her juices, staring at the messy bed.

You really hope she texts.

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