Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) - Chapter 2

Nothing in the world could beat the feeling of Im Nayeon’s wet walls pulsating around your cock while you fucked her through her orgasm. Sex with her was beginning to be your favorite pasttime. This was your second time with her, and she was quickly becoming the best fuck you’d ever enjoyed.

You had her body forced against the door to the shower stall both of you were in, the shower behind you left running to serve as a means to muffle the sounds both of you would make. While it wasn’t a good method, considering the sounds of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh and Nayeon’s loud moans, as well as your grunts, were echoing around the empty bathroom, both of you were content with at least trying.

“Fuck, I’m- shit!” Nayeon orgasmed, her eyes rolling back in her head, guttural moans escaping her gaped mouth. At the same time, you felt her pussy forcefully eject your cock, as she violently squirted stream after stream of her juices onto the floor, mixing with the running water after running down her legs. Her knees buckled, and you held her up by her waist, watching her ride out her orgasm while you furiously jerked yourself to orgasm. Thick spurt after thick spurt of your seed shot out of your cock, painting Nayeon’s tummy and thighs white. Your semen began to flow down her body, and you admired her exhausted, fucked out body painted with your seed.

Perhaps this was a sight you could get used to.

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Nayeon had texted you incessantly that night, after your session in the evening in the classroom. This girl blew your phone up with questions about your life, while sharing about hers. The conversation was pleasant, and you had a lot of fun entertaining her questions, just as you believed she did with yours. Nayeon was just as bright and joyful as she was on text as she was in real life, and while you were a little awkward, since social interaction wasn’t something you prioritized, you’d like to think you carried yourself relatively well.

Through the conversation, you’d learnt a lot about her, from her dog…

Wanna look at my dog? His name’s Kookeu! 🥰🥰

… to her favorite colour…

Blue! I love blue! Sky blue, ocean blue, just blue! 💙💙

… and what she wanted to be in the future.

I’m gonna be the best director ever💥 Spielberg, Bong Joon-ho, Nolan, and me, Im Nayeon! Mark my words 💯💯

You had offered up some of your information as well, though it wasn’t much. You told her about your part time job waiting at a restaurant in the middle of Seoul, about your family of four, consisting of you, your parents and your beloved grandmother, and finally, your dreams for the future, namely to be a world-famous producer. Nayeon was so easy to talk to, and you found yourself enjoying the conversation so much.

To end the night off, Nayeon sent you a selfie

Goodnight! 😴😊

For a moment, you were blown away by the selfie. You managed to get a peek into Im Nayeon’s personal life, something that others could only dream of. Big grin, hair falling over her face, simple T-shirt, and her expressive eyes… You weren’t sure what to feel receiving her picture just like that, not that it stopped your heart from beginning to race.

Wow.

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Wednesday morning! The only day of the week where you could go to the gym or go for a run early in the morning. You rose early, washed up, and got dressed. Today was a good day for a run, and nothing would stop you from getting it done.

Seoul U’s running track was empty as per usual, considering that it was 7am in the morning. That was a good thing - an empty track meant uninterrupted running, without the need to weave through people who were running at a slower speed, which would also lower your own speed.

“Hey!” A voice popped into your world, and a hand tapped you on the shoulder. Next to you, Nayeon gave you a big bunny smile, flashing you a peace sign in greeting. You gave her a once-over - white jacket, white crop top, and blue jogging pants. Her hair was tied up neatly in a ponytail, and for a moment, you were taken back to the selfie from last night.

Honestly, you weren’t sure what to feel with how bright she was so early in the morning. Sure, you were excited to run, but the smile on her face was probably brighter than the Sun, and therefore brighter than you were.

The other thing distracting you was how tight her clothing was - the sight of her top stretching over her tits was causing your cock to stir. To make things worse, the ponytail was your favorite hairstyle. Something about the neatness and how it swayed with every motion just made it the best hairstyle, in your opinion. Finally, Nayeon looked adorable with the biggest smile on her face and the peace sign put up like that. She looked very fuckable then, but you disciplined yourself; she was still just a friend.

“Fancy seeing you here, let’s run together!” Nayeon raised her arms into the air, stretching her body, revealing more of her tummy. At the same time, her top stretched over her chest once more, and you had to tear your eyes away for a bit. This woman was bold - you knew she got off on public play, and it made sense she would do this type of thing, but the fact that she went braless for the morning was still a shock to you. You could see the imprint her nipples made against the cloth, the twin nubs just pushing slightly against the cloth. You felt the heat on your cheeks, and your cock hardened the more you thought about her boobs. You were brought back to the last time you had sex with her, your first with her. You thought about her brown nipples, her perky tits, how they fit in your hands, and how it felt to kiss and suck on them. Her moans then were downright sinful, considering how sensitive her nipples were. Nayeon was gorgeous when naked, and there was still a modicum of disbelief that she had offered you the privilege of being her fuckbuddy. This was something the male populace of Seoul U would kill to be doing, and you felt a sense of pride in being the one to get to do her. However, you also felt some sense of responsibility to ensure that you didn’t fuck it up for her, never mind yourself. She did have more to lose than you did, after all.

“Yo, yo, yo, whatcha thinkin bout?” Nayeon waved a hand in front of your face, tiptoeing to meet your eyes. She grinned, before continuing to stretch herself once more, warming her body up. “Warm up! Let’s go!”

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Nayeon kept pace with you the entire way - a feat in itself. You were not a slow runner, and the fact that Nayeon could keep up with you and still chat was amazing.

“I can’t believe you’re this fast.”

“What can I say? I trained hard for this! I used to do track and I just kept training after, though I might’ve slowed down, methinks. Anyways, less about me. You! You’re quick too!”

“Ehh… could be better.” This was not a lie - you were distracted by the thought and sight of her boobs jiggling as she ran with you. Without a bra, they were free to bounce, and it led to you bearing the burden of running with an erection and every naughty thought about her under the sun. Furthermore, in the cool morning air, her nipples had hardened, tenting her top with their shape, and now you had to fight off the urge to run a hand over her chest to fondle her.

“Oh come on, not a lot of people could maintain this pace. Be proud of yourself!” She slapped you on your arm, giving you another grin. This woman was a breath of fresh air in your life. You had your reasons to not mingle around and focus only on working hard, but her new presence in your life, aside from the sex, was starting to look like a better prospect. For a start, a new running buddy!

Nayeon pulled in front of you, running ahead for a short while. Your eyes locked onto her, and… oh. Oh.

You knew Im Nayeon had a cute butt. You’d even kneaded it and seen it in the flesh while fucking her from the back. However, in these tight joggers that hugged her curves, they looked so delectable. You could see her panty line, and the curve of her twin cheeks. Your lust for her burned bright - you wanted nothing more than to strip her and fuck her.

“Pervert.” Nayeon had turned to you, jogging backwards while grinning. “Checking out women as they work out. Don’t think that I haven’t caught you looking at my ass or my tits.” The pace was slower now. Nayeon swept the sweat away from her forehead and face, drying her palms on her joggers. “In fact, I’m going to let you get a closer look.”

Nayeon slowed down from a run to a walk, still facing you. You slowed down as well. She pulled up her top, bunching it up above her breasts, exposing them to the cool morning air. She kneaded her bare breasts, pushing them together and tugging at her own nipples, moaning a bit at the pleasure she derived from being exposed in public, and from stimulating herself. Your jaw dropped, whipping your head around to check for people around. “What the fuck, Nayeon? Stop! People can see!” You rushed to pull her shirt down, but Nayeon intercepted your hand, putting it on her left breast. “Fuck it, no one’s around anyway! Touch me. Touch the breasts you’ve been ogling.”

You began to squeeze and fondle her left breast, and she leaned her head back, groaning at the stimulation. “Fuck… that feels good.” Nayeon gripped your forearm tightly, showing her approval of your actions. She pushed your hand off her, before turning to walk back to the entrance to the track. No effort was made to cover up; Nayeon left her breasts on display for the world to see, even when both of you neared the stadium entrance. The flush on her skin from the mix of exertion and arousal was evident, as was the glee Nayeon derived from exhibitionism. The sight of pure pleasure and joy Nayeon wore on her expression, as well as her perky, gorgeous breasts on display for anyone to see was pushing the limits of how much you lusted for her. As mentioned, you adored her boobs, and having them right in front of your eyes was causing your erection to strain against your shorts. However, this wasn’t the best Nayeon could do.

When the both of you reached the entrance to the track, Nayeon walked ahead, peering around the corners to check if anyone walked the corridors in the early morning. You knew that the gym next to the track opened at 8:30am, and since it was only 7:45am, there seemed to be no one milling about yet. Comforted by the fact that no one could catch Nayeon, you heaved a sigh of relief for her, but when you saw the gleam of confidence and perverted excitement in the fact that only the two of you were around, you cursed mentally that you didn’t think about how Nayeon would only get bolder. Nayeon smirked at you, her boldness making your heart race. She reached for her hair tie, pulling at it. Her luscious locks fell as she shook her head to arrange them, and in that moment in time, you were blown away once more by her beauty. She really was the Goddess of Seoul U.

“Close your mouth. I know I’m pretty, you don’t have to stare at me like that.” Nayeon laughed, before her tone turned sultry. She leaned to whisper into your ear, “I’m so fucking wet right now.”

You felt your hard cock twitch in your shorts, and Nayeon straightened herself in front of you, pulling her coat off her arms. She led you to a bench opposite the vending machines nearby, and she threw her coat onto the bench. “Damn, I feel so hot,” she complained, before pulling her top off, leaving her topless in the empty corridor. She turned to you, smug smirk in place once more, and widening when you were left bug-eyed and speechless at how bold she was. Her top was flung to where her coat lay on the bench, before she turned to show you her bare back as she perused the options in the vending machine. You sank on the bench, shocked into disbelief at how this was happening.

Ever since Nayeon had begun to expose herself this morning, your erection had formed, but not subsided. You were beyond horny at this point - your cock was twitching and your precum was staining your underwear because of Nayeon. The sexual tension in the air was thick; it was inevitable that Nayeon wanted sex from you, and you wanted to fuck her as well. This was no longer a matter of if, only a matter of when.

“Here, drink up.” Nayeon passed you a cold bottle of Pocari Sweat, before opening up hers and swinging her leg over said bench and straddling it so she faced you. She smiled at you. “Like what I’m doing?”

Your blush and inability to keep your eyes on hers said it all. Instead of her eyes, yours were locked on her breasts, and the two taut nipples atop both mounds. You had to fight to tear your eyes away so you could drink from your bottle, as well as your carnal desire to strip Nayeon and pound her right there and then.

“Take some photos for me. I want to remember this.” Nayeon handed you her phone, getting up to look for a good spot. “I’ll send them to you later.” She got up, wandering the corridors without a care in the world. Stopping at the staircases leading up to the upper floors of the stadium, Nayeon smiled, before beginning to strike a pose with her Pocari. “This place will do, open enough to get caught, closed up enough to be able to hide quickly.” Walls were built around the staircase, but the staircase led straight up without any forks in the path, which meant that people walking towards or down the steps could see Nayeon immediately, but before they could reach the steps, both of you could hear them and she could bolt to hide.

You raised her phone, snapping a few pictures, before she raised the Pocari, as if to take a sip. She leaned against the railing, resting her elbows, and through the lens, your eyes locked on to her breasts once more.

“Yah, stop looking at my tits and take the damn pics,” Nayeon whined, pouting, “I know I’m the hottest and that you’re obviously staining your pants, but focus on the damn task.” Her adorable pout then switched to a lustful smirk, before she uttered the string of words you had been waiting for. “The faster you finish taking my pics, the faster you can get to pounding my pussy.” You had your payoff, and from then on, you focused on doing your job.

Nayeon had a few more photos taken after. One was of her sitting on the steps, leaning backwards with her legs spread open so as to show all of her torso, one was of her back facing you and stretching towards her right with her arms in the air, fingers interlocked, so that she was showing her bare back, and the final picture was the one that killed off any rational thought you’d had.

Nayeon had walked up to you, tiptoed to reach your ear, brushing your arm with her body, before whispering, “I’m gonna strip right here, and you’re gonna take my nudes for me.” Nayeon then pulled her joggers and panties off on the spot, kicking off her shoes, before returning to the staircase. You stared at her naked body, studying her from top to bottom, striving to burn every bit of skin she showed into the deepest parts of your brain. Nayeon smiled, knowing how much you were lusting for her body. Your lust was making her so much wetter, and she could feel herself leaking down her thighs.

You shot what felt like a hundred photos as Nayeon swapped between quite a few poses. She flashed two peace signs, posed with a hand on her hips, clasped her hands behind her back while she bent forwards with the biggest grin she had, and the final nude showcased her flexibility, as she raised one leg and put it on the railing of the staircase, motioning for you to aim the camera where her pussy was the focus, while shooting her big smile as well as up her body.

When you handed Nayeon her phone, she took you by the hand, pulling you towards her clothing to pick them up, then to a row of lockers. She unlocked her locker slowly, laughing at how frustrated you were that she was still making you wait. After she drew her towel, toiletries, and clean clothing, she led you towards the male bathroom, chugging the rest of her Pocari and casually flinging the bottle into the trash can. “We should shower. Together.” Both of you make a pit stop for your stuff, before entering the male bathroom.

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