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Karina

“Damn girl, you shit with that ass?”

Karina Yu turns around in shock, and then it hits her. She laughs, and then slaps you on the arm, her knees bent as laughter rocks her body.

“What the fuck kinda pick-up line is that?!”

You can’t help but end up laughing with her—that line is absurd, and that’s the exact reason why you’re using it on her. It’s stupid, and it’s absolutely hilarious.

“It works, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, if you wanna fucking go to jail!”

——

Karina’s the youngest of the three women you're… entangled… with, just three years younger. Each of them are aware of the other, and none of them mind.

She was never meant to be involved, but a little college party with your friends, one of which was Karina, changed it all for you—everyone had something to drink that night, and Karina had two buttons of her blouse undone due to the heat. Your eyes naturally gravitated to her generous cleavage, and it wasn’t long before she was pulling you aside to one of the rooms in the venue.

——

“You can do more than stare, you know that, Kibum-oppa?”

“Huh?”

Karina undoes one more button of her blouse to reveal more of the strapless tank top she has under it. She pulls it off her shoulders, and she smirks. Her eyes rake up and down your body, and then she bites her full lips.

“We have no shortage of bedrooms here, Kibum-oppa. What do you say we… enjoy each other’s company?”

——

You can’t believe you’re fucking your tutee.

You’re a TA in Karina’s class—that’s how you know her—but all of that is thrown out of the window right now. There is no professionalism here, not at all. Instead, what replaces it is humanity at its basest form—a man and a woman chasing the pleasures of the flesh together.

Karina writhes on the bed as your lips press desperately against hers. Her arms wrap against your body tightly as her hips rise to meet every thrust of your cock in her drenched pussy. Her soft breasts jiggle against your chest as you rock her body with the force of your hips against hers, and you grab on to one of them to knead the flesh and pinch her cute nipples to increase the pleasure she feels.

“Oh my God, Kibum-oppa, fuck, fuck, you’re going to make me cum, oh God, fuck, fuck, fuck, Oppa, fuck!”

“Then cum for me, Karina.”

As if on command, Karina’s body goes rigid, and then she shudders as her pussy crushes your cock between its walls. You can feel her pulsate around you as her juices gush around your shaft, and you swear she even squirts a bit—you can feel liquids gush between your connection as she rides the waves of her orgasm in your arms, her chest pressed tightly against yours, her loud cries of pleasure escaping her lips right next to your ear. You don’t stop thrusting into her throughout her orgasm, even if her nails rake your back, and when she comes down from that high, she loosens her grip and stares at you.

“You didn’t cum, Kibum-oppa.”

“I’m not there yet, Karina.”

“Then fuck me again. I want you to cum deep inside me, Oppa. We’re not leaving this room until you fill my pussy with cum.”

Eunbi

“How’s my favorite bartender doing?”

Kwon Eunbi turns around from cleaning glasses to meet your smile, and she perks up when she registers who she’s looking at under the dim lighting of her workplace. The bar is almost empty—Eunbi’s shift is ending, and you always pop by near the end to meet her every once in a while. Eunbi is the oldest out of the three, a ‘95er, as she says.

“Kibumie-ya!!!”

Eunbi bends over the bar to reach you for a hug. She’s wearing a tight top today, and you can’t help but stare at her massive chest as she leans in for the hug.

“Oi, quit staring at my tits, Kibumieeee!!!”

“S-Sorry!”

“Hmph!” Eunbi huffs and pouts, her hands on her hips as she stares at you in faux anger. “I don’t see you for two weeks and all you can think about when you see me is my tits!”

You can only look sheepish and scratch your head.

“Hmph!” Eunbi huffs again, but the smile on her face lets you know she’s joking. “I’m off in fifteen, want something to drink first?”

——

Eunbi is the second girl to get involved with you—Karina was last. Unlike Karina, at first, you fully intended to get in bed with Eunbi. Your favorite bar getting a cute lady bartender with a cute smile and a killer body? Who wouldn’t at least try?

However, as time passed, you sort of forgot about that—both of you clicked like oil and fire did, and the friendship both of you had was solidified with the 2 visits to the bar a week to chat with her. You didn’t only come when she was around—some days you came over knowing she wasn’t on her shift to chat with the other staff. You’ve frequented this bar long enough to know all the staff anyway, and you’re here for the drinks and live band more often than not.

How it happened was that you were a little pent up at the time, and so was she, so both of you agreed to help each other with your little common problem…

It happens right at the bar, in fact.

——

“God damn it, Kibumie, I-I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but I’m so fucking pent up.”

You nearly choke on your drink—admitting stuff like that was pretty uncharacteristic of Eunbi, even if she still covers the right side of her face with her hand and she’s semi-whispering it to you. There aren’t many customers tonight, so it’s not like there’s anyone who would overhear her, but she’s paranoid like that.

“What.”

“I… I’m not gonna take it back. That’s right, I’ve not gotten any fucking dick in a bit and I’ve been super frustrated.”

“Not even… y’know, that helps?”

“It does, but… fingers and toys never feel as good as the actual thing, you know?”

You’re blushing—Eunbi admitting this to you is pretty fucking hot, and you’re reminded that she’s also smoking hot. A voluptuous chest, a face easy on the eyes, and wonderful hips that you’d shamefully admit you wanted to hold…

“I just wish there was someone who’d help me with it or something, oh well.”

You know Eunbi well enough to say that it isn’t an invitation—she means it like she says. However, you’ll miss 100% of the shots you don’t take, so…