Sleep till Awake

The sound of their bodies colliding—the wet, slapping noise of skin hitting skin—was rhythmic and relentless. Kaede was completely undone, her body arching like a bow every time he hit that sweet spot. She felt her walls clenching around him, milking him with every desperate spasm. "I can't… I can't take it! It's too big… ahhh! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

She exploded into a violent orgasm, her internal muscles gripping his shaft in tight, rhythmic pulses. Her screams peaked, a high-pitched, breathless sound of pure surrender as she shuddered beneath him, her vision blurring into white light.

In the room next door, the romantic movie playing on the laptop was completely forgotten. Hyerin and Sullin were sitting close together on the bed, but they weren't paying attention to the screen. Their entire focus was tuned to the wall they shared with Kaede.

Hyerin was leaning back against the wall, her breath coming in shallow hitches. She could hear everything—the bed frame creaking violently, the wet sounds of penetration, and most of all, Kaede’s unfiltered, primal screams. It was a sound of absolute pleasure, a sound that made Hyerin’s own core throb with a sudden, aching emptiness.

"Do you hear that?" Hyerin whispered, her voice trembling. She shifted her position, rubbing her thighs together. "She sounds… she sounds like she's dying and being born at the same time."

Sullin was curled up beside her, her face flushed a deep crimson. She had her hand slipped beneath the waistband of her pajama shorts, her fingers working frantically against her own clitoris. Every time Kaede let out a particularly loud moan, Sullin’s hips jerked involuntarily.

"I can't stop thinking about it," Sullin whimpered, her voice thick with arousal. "I can imagine him… just hammering into her like that. He must be huge to make Kaede-unnie scream like that. I bet he's just… stretching her open."

Hyerin turned to look at Sullin, seeing the glazed look in her eyes and the way her chest heaved. The tension between the two girls shifted from mere curiosity to a shared, burning hunger. Hyerin reached over, sliding her hand over Sullin’s breast, squeezing the soft flesh through the fabric of her shirt.

"Imagine if it was us," Hyerin murmured, leaning closer until their lips were almost touching. "Imagine that cock sliding into us instead. I want to feel that kind of power. I want to know why she's making those sounds."

Sullin let out a soft moan, leaning into Hyerin’s touch. "You think he'd… you think he'd want us? He's Kaede-unnie's."

"He's a man, Sullin," Hyerin whispered, her eyes darkening. "And we're right here. We're young, we're hungry… and we're listening to him fuck our friend. It's driving me crazy. I can feel my pussy dripping just listening to them."

Sullin gasped, her fingers moving faster. "Me too. I'm so wet… I just want to feel him stretch me. I want to hear him groan in my ear while he ruins me."

The two girls spent the next hour in a state of heightened arousal, feeding off each other's fantasies while the sounds from the next room continued. They whispered dirty things to one another, describing exactly how they would take Y/N, how they would compete for his attention, and how they would let him use their bodies until they were as spent and broken as Kaede sounded.

Eventually, the noise subsided. The sounds of heavy breathing and afterglow whispers drifted through the wall, followed by the sound of Y/N dressing and eventually leaving the room.

Kaede remained in her room for a while, floating in the hazy aftermath of her climax. When she finally emerged to head to the kitchen for some water, she found Hyerin and Sullin waiting for her in the hallway.

The sight of them stopped her in her tracks. Both girls looked disheveled; their hair was messy, their cheeks were flushed, and there was a predatory, hungry look in their eyes that Kaede had never seen before. They weren't looking at her as their unnie; they were looking at her as the gatekeeper to the man who had just spent the last hour ravishing her.

"Unnie," Hyerin started, her voice low and slightly husky. She stepped closer, her eyes scanning Kaede’s swollen lips and the slight tremor still present in her legs. "We heard everything."

Kaede froze, her face turning bright red. "You… you did? Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize we were being that loud…"

Sullin stepped forward, her gaze intense. "Don't be sorry, unnie. It sounded… incredible. We couldn't even focus on our movie. We couldn't focus on anything except the sound of him inside you."

Kaede blinked, surprised by the bluntness. "What do you mean?"

Hyerin reached out, gently touching Kaede’s arm. "We're horny, Kaede. Really horny. And knowing that Y/N is the one making you scream like that… it's done something to us. We can't stop thinking about him."

Sullin leaned in, her voice a desperate plea. "Please, unnie. We know he's your boyfriend, and we know it's a lot to ask… but could you let us? Could you let us seduce him? We want to feel him. We want to know what it's like to be fucked by him."

Kaede felt a wave of conflict wash over her. On one hand, Y/N was hers. On the other, she looked at her two bandmates—beautiful, longing, and clearly aching for release. She felt a sudden pang of guilt. She was the only one in the dorm with a partner, the only one getting her needs met in such an explosive way. Seeing them so flushed and desperate made her heart ache with a strange kind of empathy.

She looked from Hyerin to Sullin, seeing the raw desire in their eyes. A naughty, daring thought crossed her mind. Why should she be the only one to enjoy him? If she shared him, it wouldn't mean she loved him less—it would just mean more pleasure for everyone involved.

A small, mischievous smile played on Kaede’s lips as she looked at the two girls.

"You both really want him that badly?" Kaede asked, her voice softening.

Hyerin and Sullin nodded vigorously, their breath hitching in anticipation.

Kaede sighed, a playful glint in her eyes. "Fine. I can't have my members walking around this dorm in such a state of frustration. I'll let you have him. You can both try to seduce him next time he comes over."

The next evening, Y/N arrived at the TripleS dormitory with a familiar, pulsing anticipation between his legs. His mind was already racing, imagining the various ways he would bend Kaede over her bed and the high-pitched, desperate screams she would let out as he hammered into her. He let himself in, moving with the confidence of a man who had spent a year claiming this territory, and headed straight for Kaede’s room.

When he pushed the door open, however, he stopped dead. Kaede wasn't waiting for him in a lace bra-panties set or stripped bare. She was fully clothed in a casual oversized sweater and leggings, sitting on the edge of her bed with a playful, mysterious smile on her face.

"Hey, babe," she said, her voice humming with a secret.

Y/N blinked, confused. "What's… what's going on? You're dressed. I thought we were going to get straight to it."

Kaede chuckled, her thumbs flying across her phone screen. She was sending a quick text to Hyerin and Sullin, telling them to get into position right outside the door. "I have a surprise for you, Y/N. A very special one."

Y/N felt a sudden spike of anxiety. His mind flashed back to a few weeks prior, a moment where he had let his gaze linger a bit too long on Sullin’s thick, powerful thighs while she was practicing a dance routine. He wondered if she had told Kaede, or if Kaede had caught him staring. He felt his face heat up, a wave of embarrassment washing over him.

"Look, if this is about… you know… Sullin," Y/N stammered, rubbing the back of his neck. "I didn't mean anything by it, I just—"

Kaede burst out laughing, standing up and walking toward him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. "Oh, you sweet, idiot man. I know you like those thighs. I've seen the way you look at her. And honestly? I don't mind."

Y/N looked at her, bewildered. "You don't?"

"No," Kaede whispered, her eyes gleaming. "I love you, and I love my girls. I've been the only one getting my needs met in this house, and it feels selfish. Hyerin and Sullin are so stressed, so tense… and they're so incredibly horny for you. I want them to be happy. I want them to be well taken care of. So tonight, I'm sharing."

Before Y/N could even process the words, the door creaked open. Hyerin and Sullin stepped inside, and the air in the room instantly shifted, becoming heavy with a thick, electric charge of lust. Both girls were dressed in skimpy sleepwear that left very little to the imagination. Hyerin was in a sheer camisole, her nipples poking through the fabric, while Sullin wore short silk shorts that struggled to contain the lush curve of her thick thighs.

"Hi, Y/N," Hyerin purred, her voice a low, sultry vibration.

Sullin didn't even speak; she moved in like a predator. She stepped behind Y/N, her soft breasts pressing against his back as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She tilted her head up, her lips finding the sensitive skin of his neck, sucking and biting softly, sending jolts of electricity straight to his groin.

At the same time, Hyerin stepped in front of him. Her eyes were locked onto his, dark and dilated. She reached down, her hand sliding firmly over the front of his jeans. She groaned as she felt the massive, hard bulge of his cock straining against the denim. She began to palm him, squeezing and rubbing the length of his shaft through the fabric, her movements slow and deliberate.

"God, you're so hard already," Hyerin whispered, her breath hot against his lips. "We've been dreaming about this since yesterday. We couldn't stop thinking about the sounds Kaede-unnie was making."

Y/N let out a low groan, his head falling back against Sullin’s shoulder. The double assault was overwhelming. He looked at Kaede, who was watching them with a look of pure, voyeuristic satisfaction.

"Go on," Kaede whispered, gesturing toward the door. "Take him to your room. I'll be watching from the hallway."

The two girls didn't need to be told twice. They practically dragged Y/N out of the room and into their shared space. The moment the door clicked shut, the restraint vanished. Hyerin and Sullin fell upon him with a feral intensity. They worked together, their small hands frantic as they fumbled with his belt and zipped down his pants.

When his cock finally sprang free, thick and pulsing, both girls gasped. It was even more impressive than they had imagined from the sounds they'd heard through the wall.

"Look at it," Sullin whimpered, her eyes wide. "It's huge."

They dropped to their knees simultaneously. The scene became a blur of wet, sloppy sounds. Hyerin took the head, her tongue swirling around the crown, licking the pre-cum with a hungry desperation. Sullin dove lower, her mouth engulfing the base, her tongue licking the veins that ran along the shaft.

They began to share him, their lips meeting and clashing as they fought for space on his cock. It was a wild, sloppy exchange of saliva and lust, their tongues tangling together while they sucked him with everything they had. Y/N gripped their hair, his hips jerking involuntarily as the vacuum of their mouths worked him over.

"I want it first!" Sullin suddenly gasped, pulling away for a second, her lips glistening with his fluids. "I can't wait anymore! I need it inside me!"

Hyerin glared at her, her own pussy dripping through her panties. "No fair! I was the one who got him hard!"

Sullin’s eyes flashed with desperation. She knew she had to make a deal. "Hyerin! If you let me go first, I swear… I'll eat your pussy every single night for the rest of the week. Every. Single. Night. Until you're shaking."

Hyerin paused, her breath hitching. The thought of Sullin’s tongue on her for a week was too tempting to pass up. She let out a shaky breath and nodded. "Deal. Go on then, you greedy bitch."

Sullin didn't waste a heartbeat. She stood up, stripping off her silk shorts and panties in one fluid motion, revealing a plump, soaking wet pussy and those legendary thick thighs. She walked over to the sturdy wooden desk in the corner of the room and hiked herself up, sitting on the edge with her legs spread wide, exposing her glistening folds to the air.

"Come here, Y/N," she begged, her voice breaking. "Please… fuck me. Stretch me open. I want to feel every inch of you."

Y/N didn't need further invitation. He stepped between her legs, his cock throbbing. He gripped her thick thighs, pulling her to the very edge of the desk, and with one powerful, driving thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.

"OH GOD! YES!" Sullin screamed, her back arching, her fingers digging into the wood of the desk. "FUCK! You're so big! You're filling me up completely!"

Y/N began to move, his strokes long and punishing. He bottomed out with every thrust, the sound of their bodies colliding—the wet, slapping noise of his balls hitting her ass—filling the room. Sullin’s legs locked around his waist, her powerful thighs squeezing him tight, pulling him deeper into her heat.

Meanwhile, Hyerin had retreated to the bed. She lay back, her legs spread, her fingers working her own clitoris in a frantic rhythm. She wasn't just watching; she was directing.

"Harder, Y/N! Give it to her harder!" Hyerin commanded, her voice strained with arousal. "Sullin, look at him! Look at how he's ruining you! Tell him how it feels! Tell him how much you love being stretched!"

"It's… ahhh! It's too much! I love it!" Sullin wailed, her voice echoing through the dormitory. "Fuck me harder, Y/N! Break me! Make the whole house hear me!"

Y/N obeyed, his pace becoming brutal. He hammered into Sullin with a rhythmic, violent intensity. The desk began to shake under the force of his thrusts, the heavy furniture rattling against the wall. The vibrations traveled through the floor and into the walls, the sound of Sullin’s primal moans carrying through the vents and hallways.

The noise was impossible to ignore. In a room further down the hallway, Jiwoo and Yubin were already locked in their own battle of pleasure. Jiwoo, possessing a thick, impressive girl cock, had Yubin pinned against the wall, her legs wrapped around Jiwoo's waist.

Jiwoo was pounding into Yubin's pussy with a relentless drive, her movements mirrored by Yubin's frantic gasps. But as Sullin’s screams began to filter through the walls, something shifted. Hearing the raw, unfiltered lust of their groupmate—hearing the sounds of a man absolutely ravishing Sullin—sent a surge of adrenaline through Jiwoo.

"Listen to her, Yubin," Jiwoo groaned, her voice deep and guttural. "Sullin is getting fucked so hard… it's making me want to split you in half."

Yubin let out a loud moan, her head tossing back. "Yes! Do it! Fuck me like that! Make me scream as loud as she is!"

Driven by the auditory stimulation, Jiwoo gripped Yubin’s hips and began to slam into her with renewed vigor. The sound of their wet collisions joined the symphony of lust echoing through the dorm. Jiwoo’s cock buried itself deep, hitting Yubin’s cervix with every strike, making Yubin wail in a mixture of pain and absolute ecstasy.

Downstairs, the atmosphere was just as charged. Yeonji and Soomin were entwined on the couch, their clothes half-off. Soomin was perched in Yeonji’s lap, her legs wrapped around her, grinding her soaking wet pussy against Yeonji’s thigh.

They were kissing furiously, a desperate, tongue-clashing battle for dominance. Their breaths were shallow, their hearts racing. As the sounds of the threesome upstairs reached a crescendo—the rattling of the desk, the screams of Sullin, the commands of Hyerin—Soomin let out a whimper of pure need.

"Do you hear them?" Soomin whispered against Yeonji's lips, her body shivering. "The whole house… it's like the air is on fire."

Yeonji groaned, her hands sliding under Soomin’s shirt to squeeze her breasts. "It's driving me crazy. I can feel you dripping on me, Soomin. You're so wet."

Soomin responded by grinding her hips harder, her clitoris rubbing against Yeonji’s leg in a frantic search for friction. They dove back into their kiss, their tongues swirling, their bodies fusing together as they fed off the collective arousal vibrating through the building.

Back in the bedroom, Sullin was reaching her limit. Y/N’s relentless pounding had her vision blurring. Her internal muscles were clenching around him in tight, desperate spasms.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! OH GOD, Y/N!" Sullin screamed, her voice peaking in a high-pitched wail of surrender. Her body shuddered violently, her pussy milking his cock in a series of powerful, rhythmic pulses that nearly brought Y/N to his own climax.

As Sullin collapsed against the desk, panting and spent, Y/N slowly withdrew from her, leaving her gaping and dripping. He turned his attention to Hyerin, who was practically vibrating on the bed, her pussy glistening and her eyes wild.

Y/N walked over, intending to drop to his knees and eat her out, but Hyerin was too fast. As he leaned in, she reached up, grabbed his shoulders with surprising strength, and threw him backward onto the bed.

"My turn," she hissed.

Before he could react, Hyerin mounted him. She turned around, positioning herself in a reverse cowgirl, her back to his face. She gripped his thighs for balance and slowly, deliberately, lowered herself onto his still-rock-hard cock.

"Ahhh!" Hyerin gasped, her eyes rolling back as she felt him slide inside her. "Oh god… you're so thick… you're even bigger than Sullin said."

Hyerin began to fuck herself, her hips moving in a circular, grinding motion that maximized the friction against her clitoris. She leaned forward, her breasts swaying, her ass bouncing rhythmically against Y/N’s lap. She was in total control, her moans filling the room as she chased her own peak.

Y/N reached up, his hands finding her waist, then sliding up to grab her hands, locking them behind her head to pull her chest back, giving him a better view of her arching spine.

Sullin, finally recovering from her own orgasm, crawled over to the bed. She saw Hyerin’s pussy being hammered by Y/N’s cock from below and felt a fresh wave of desire. She slid under the bed, positioning herself between Hyerin’s legs.

Without warning, Sullin buried her face in Hyerin’s soaking wet folds, her tongue lashing out to find the clitoris.

"OH! OH MY GOD!" Hyerin screamed, her entire body jolting. The double stimulation—Y/N’s cock filling her from behind and Sullin’s tongue flickering over her clit from below—was too much.

Hyerin began to moan like crazy, her voice joining the chorus of the house. She accelerated her pace, her hips slamming down onto Y/N with desperate force, her screams echoing the wild, uncensored lust that had completely overtaken the TripleS dormitory.

The air in the TripleS dormitory had reached a breaking point, a thick, suffocating haze of pheromones, sweat, and the raw, metallic scent of arousal. The walls, once boundaries of privacy, had become mere conductors for the symphony of carnal noise. Hyerin’s screams were the current peak, her body slamming down on Y/N with a rhythmic, desperate violence that shook the very floorboards. But for Kaede, the sound wasn't enough. The aftermath of her own climax had left her in a state of hyper-awareness, her skin tingling, her nerves on fire, and a voyeuristic hunger clawing at her insides.

She couldn't stay still. The dormitory had transformed into a labyrinth of pleasure, and Kaede felt an irresistible urge to explore every corner of it. She stepped out into the hallway, her feet bare on the cool floor, her own body still glistening with the remnants of her encounter. She moved like a predator, her breath shallow, her eyes wide and dilated as she followed the sounds of wet friction and guttural moans.

The first sound that drew her was a rhythmic, heavy slap-slap-slap coming from Jiwoo and Yubin’s room. Kaede paused at the door, her heart hammering against her ribs. She didn't knock; she simply pushed the door open a crack, peering inside.

The sight that greeted her was enough to make her knees buckle. Yubin was draped across the bed on her belly, her face pressed into the pillows, her back arched in a desperate curve. Jiwoo was positioned behind her, her expression one of focused, raw intensity. Jiwoo's thick cock was pistoning in and out of Yubin's wet opening. With every powerful thrust, her shaft disappeared completely into Yubin’s soaking pussy, the impact of their hips creating a loud, wet sound that echoed through the room.

Jiwoo wasn't just fucking her; she was dominating her. Jiwoo’s hands were buried deep in Yubin’s flesh, her fingers palming Yubin’s large, heavy tits, squeezing them with a bruising grip that left red marks on the pale skin. She was kneading them like dough, pulling Yubin back against the cock with every thrust, ensuring that the penetration was as deep and punishing as possible.

Yubin was losing her mind. Her moans were high-pitched, erratic, her voice breaking as she sobbed into the pillow. "Oh god, Jiwoo! Fuck… fuck me harder! Fill me up!"

As Kaede watched, frozen in a mixture of shock and arousal, Yubin shifted. She turned her head, her hair messy and damp with sweat, and her eyes locked onto Kaede standing in the doorway. For a heartbeat, time stopped. Instead of embarrassment, a flash of pure, exhibitionist heat crossed Yubin’s face. She didn't tell Kaede to leave; instead, Yubin let out a loud, provocative moan and gave Kaede a slow, deliberate wink.

Then, Yubin deliberately pushed her ass back, grinding her soaking wet pussy harder against Jiwoo’s cock, practically begging for the friction. The knowledge that Kaede—their unnie—was watching her be absolutely railed by Jiwoo sent Yubin over the edge. Her moans grew louder, more guttural, her voice echoing through the room as she screamed, "Look at me, Kaede! Look at how Jiwoo is fucking me!"

Jiwoo noticed the audience too, and it only fueled her fire. She gripped Yubin’s hips tighter, her fingers digging into the skin, and began to hammer into her with a renewed, violent passion. The bed frame groaned under the pressure, the sound of her cock slamming into Yubin’s depths becoming a frantic, wet percussion. Kaede stood there, her hand sliding down to her own clit, rubbing herself through her thin clothes as she watched the two lovers lose themselves in a display of uncensored lust.

But the hunger in Kaede wasn't sated; it was amplified. She backed away from the room, her mind racing, and followed the next set of screams. This time, the noise was coming from Sullin and Hyerin’s room—a chaotic blend of three different voices, a frantic energy that suggested a much larger encounter.

When Kaede pushed the door open, the scene was a blur of tangled limbs and flushed skin. Y/N was in the center of it, his cock buried deep inside Hyerin, who was riding him with a manic intensity. Sullin was draped across the bed, her legs spread wide, her face a mask of pure ecstasy as she watched them, her own hand working her clit in a blur of motion.

The moment Kaede entered, the energy in the room shifted. Sullin’s eyes snapped to her, her pupils blown wide. Kaede didn't say a word. She walked toward the bed with a predatory grace, her eyes locked on Sullin. Without hesitation, Kaede reached down and grabbed a handful of Sullin’s hair, pulling her head back with a sharp tug that forced a gasp of surprise and pleasure from the younger girl.

Kaede shoved Sullin down onto the mattress, pinning her there. "You've been wanting this, haven't you?" Kaede whispered, her voice a low, dangerous purr.

Sullin whimpered, her hips jerking upward. "Yes… please, Kaede-unnie… I need you."

Kaede didn't waste time. She dove down, her mouth finding Sullin’s breast. She latched onto the nipple, sucking it hard, her tongue swirling around the peak with a hungry intensity. Sullin screamed, her back arching off the bed, her fingers digging into Kaede’s shoulders. Kaede moved her mouth to Sullin’s neck, leaving a trail of biting kisses and wet licks, marking her territory while her hand slid down to Sullin’s pussy.

Sullin was already drenched, her juices soaking through her underwear. Kaede ripped the fabric aside, sliding two fingers deep into her tight, pulsing heat. Sullin’s voice joined the chorus of the house, her screams echoing as Kaede worked her fingers in a fast, rhythmic motion, hitting the G-spot with precision.

Meanwhile, the dynamic on the bed shifted. Hyerin, seeing the intensity of Kaede and Sullin’s interaction, felt a surge of competitive lust. She didn't want to just be the one riding; she wanted to be the bridge. Hyerin shifted her position, turning around and sliding back down onto Y/N’s cock in a traditional cowgirl position, facing Sullin and Kaede.

Now, Hyerin was facing them, her breasts swinging with every heavy bounce. She slammed her hips down onto Y/N, her pussy clamping tight around his shaft, while her arms reached out to pull Sullin closer.

"Come here, Sullin," Hyerin gasped, her voice thick with lust.

As Y/N continued to hammer into Hyerin from below, Hyerin leaned forward, her lips meeting Sullin’s in a deep, sloppy kiss. Sullin was caught in a sandwich of pleasure—Kaede’s fingers ravishing her pussy from below and Hyerin’s mouth claiming her lips from above.

The scene was absolute carnage. Y/N was grunting, his hands gripping Hyerin’s waist, driving himself upward into her with every ounce of strength he had. Hyerin was moaning into Sullin’s mouth, her body shaking as she felt Y/N’s cock hitting her cervix. Sullin was sobbing, her head tossing from side to side, her body vibrating under Kaede’s relentless stimulation.

"Fuck… I can't… I'm going to come!" Sullin shrieked, her voice breaking.

Kaede increased the pace, her fingers curling inside Sullin, stretching her open, while her mouth returned to Sullin’s tits, biting and sucking with a feral hunger. Hyerin accelerated her bouncing, her screams echoing through the room, her pussy gripping Y/N so hard that he groaned in agony and pleasure.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Hyerin screamed, her body stiffening as a massive orgasm ripped through her. At the same moment, Sullin’s body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on Kaede’s fingers in violent spasms as she peaked, her scream merging with Hyerin’s.

Y/N let out a guttural roar, his body locking up as he shot a massive load of cum deep inside Hyerin, filling her to the brim. Hyerin collapsed forward onto Sullin, both girls shaking and sobbing, their skin slick with a mixture of sweat, saliva, and lubrication.

Kaede pulled her fingers out of Sullin, the sound of the wet pop echoing in the sudden silence. She looked at the two girls, then at Y/N, her eyes still burning with an unquenchable fire. The dormitory was no longer a home; it was a temple of flesh, a place where every inhibition had been burned away.

As they lay there, panting and exhausted, the sounds from the other rooms continued—the distant thud of Jiwoo still fucking Yubin, the muffled moans of other members who had joined the fray. The air was saturated, a heavy, musk-filled atmosphere that clung to their skin. They were all connected now, bound by this shared, primal experience.

Kaede leaned over Sullin and Hyerin, her voice a breathless whisper. "We're not done yet."