Chemistry

"I'm going home, the two of you stay here, work on your chemistry with your partner, you better be exhausted before you even think about stepping out of the practice room!" The choreographer storms off, unhappy about the progress you and your partner made.

"Sorry, we'll work hard on it!" The two of you bow until the door slams shut. "Well shit." The two of you look at each other through the mirror, and while she looks at her own reflection, zoning out, you of course are looking at the sweaty and flushed face of your partner Chungha - even with tousled hair and little makeup she was breathtaking.

"Take 5?" She matches your gaze through the mirror, slightly smirking, snapping you out of your trance.

"Uh yeah, sounds good." The two of you grab your water and sit down in front of the mirror.

"Man what a demanding teacher isn't he?" You say to Chungha, trying to make small talk with her.

"Seriously, we were pretty much perfect already. Damn it's hot in here." Chungha takes a large gulp of water and douses the rest of it on her fiery body, treating you to the sight of her translucent white top, showing off the curves of her breasts, held back by the simple black sports bra she had on.

"That feels good, you should try it. Hey!" You take Chungha's words literally, splashing the rest of the bottle on her as well. She shakes the water off on you with exaggerated movements, looking at you with mock disdain.

"You're right, that does feel good!" You joke as Chungha shoots you a playful glare before pushing things one step further.

"Ugh, this top is soaked." Her hands go to the hem of her top and lift up and over her head, taking the drenched piece of clothing off and revealing her toned and voluptuous upper body. You barely get a glance at her chest before the flying wet rag smacks into your face.

"Hey!"

"Consider that payback!" You grab the discarded top, making a show of wiping your face with it.

"Mmm smells good, thank you!"

"Yeah right jackass, lets practice." The two of you practice a little longer, the atmosphere in the room getting a little hotter, and not just from the intense dance. The tension in the room grows with every touch you put on her, every move feeling more sensual - Where there used to be fabric, all you feel now is her skin, every contact sending tingles through you.

You end up on the ground as part of the choreo, with Chungha standing above. Your fingers dance along her arm, while your other arm drifts across her toned abs before pulling her down to you. The two of you lock eyes before the beat drops and you reluctantly push her off you, following the choreo strictly. After several runs of the choreo the two of you are breathing heavily, both your cheeks a shade of red.

"Good run, again?" You ask, trying to keep your focus on the dance.

"Y-yeah." Chungha replies, breathless from the choreo, or so you thought. The two of you repeat the choreo, the blood in Chungha flowing more hurriedly, her body's faint flush seemingly more apparent with the sheen of sweat on her. You end up on the ground again, and you notice Chungha feels hot, almost burning, as you pull her down above you. You feel her tense in your arm as you lock eyes with her once more.

You make to push her off again, but the beat is missed as you feel her soft lips on yours, taking your breath away as she willingly throws herself on you. Your hands go to her waist, pressing her against you while her hands cup your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss.

"C-chungha wait, are you sure you want this?"

"Fuck yes, and I know you want it." You let out a small gasp as you feel her grind her hips on your hardening cock. Her lethal wink robs you of any professionalism you have left. "Dumbass choreographer didn't say we had to be exhausted from practicing did he?"

Your hands scramble up Chungha's body, and she stretches her arms out above her head as she helps you rid her of her bra, revealing her sizable breasts to you. They were a perfect size, and you sit up, taking one in your mouth as your hand plays with the another.

"Mmmm wait, I'm so sweaty."

"You think I care right now?" You make your point clear as you tweak one nipple with your fingers, drawing a sharp yelp and moan from Chungha while your tongue teases and swirls around the other.

"I want to see you." Chungha hands tug urgently at your t-shirt, and you feel her running her hands down your torso while you help yourself out of it. You throw it in a corner with her long discarded top.

"Like what you see?" You cockily lean back on your arms, your cock getting even harder as you see Chungha breathing heavily on top of you, her body flushed red with arousal. If looks could fuck, the look she is giving you right could do it, licking her lips as she eyes you like a piece of meat to devour. While you were entranced with her expression, Chungha has already unbuckled your pants, and you raise your hips, helping her strip you clean naked.

"Now I do." Chungha steps away from you, giving you a sexy striptease as she slowly rid herself of her own pants, kicking them off. She smiles, watching your cock throb as she slides her matching black panties down and off her long legs. The sight that greets you is gorgeous, her pink lips inflamed with arousal, a trail of juice already trickling down her thigh. Her musk fills your nose as she flings her panties at you. "Better hold on to that, I don't want you to be too loud while I ride you."

You throw it back at Chungha, "You better hold on to that, wouldn't want you to be too loud while I fuck you." But she swats the panties away, sending it to the ground. Chungha mounts you, a look of pure lust in her eyes. Neither of you need any foreplay as Chungha immediately sinks her slick tunnel all the way down your shaft, and you moan at the sensation of being balls deep in her.

"Ohhh yes, that's good." Chungha quickly loses herself in her lust, her hips squirming and rubbing against you. She grinds against you deeply, trying to feel the delicious friction of her clit against your pelvis - you help her out, one hand going to her trimmed bush, finding her engorged bundle of nerves and pinning it against her rocking body.

"Fuck yes!" Chungha's harsh moans turn to cries of pleasure as she humps you, her road to orgasm rapidly helped along by your playing with her clit. You watch the goddess above you shriek your name before her mind is pierced with pleasure. A rush of fluids break on your tip as Chungha tries, and fails, to dam herself on your cock, sinking deep on to you, her juices leaking out of where you two are joined. You somehow withstand the massage her walls give you, staving off your desire to cum with her with a strained grunt.

"Ugh, I needed that, damn that was good..." Chungha groans into your ear as she collapses above you. You enjoy the feel of her athletic body above you, your hands running down her back and groping her ass, feeling her pant heavily above you.

"You didn't cum did you? You're so handsy... Fine, how do you want me?" You push her, mimicking the choreo move as she gets off you with a wet plop. You stand up, pushing her back against the mirror before whispering in her ear.

"Turn around, bend over, hands on the mirror." You feel Chungha shudder against you as you take control of the situation. She follows your instructions, bracing herself against the mirror and bending over, keeping her arms straight and legs spread, presenting her sopping wet pussy for you to fuck.

You lean over her, one hand on her hips and the other under her neck as you tilt her head up, the two of you looking at each other through the mirror. You feel her neck vibrate with a long moan as you slowly plunge yourself deep in her scalding tunnel once more. Her eyes fall shut automatically as she savors the feel of your cock in her while being in such a compromising position, giving up total control to you, but a slap on her thigh rattles them open.

"Watch as we fuck, try not to scream too loud. Should I get the panties?" Chungha fires you a steely glare as she accepts your challenge, bending her knees before bucking herself back on your cock, a surprised grunt leaving your lips. You smirk and bring your hips back, almost pulling all the way out before you push forward powerfully into her. A strained moan leaves her throat as you see her bite her lip, trying to restrain her vocalizations. Her breasts jiggle in rhythm with the claps of your flesh as you thrust into her rapidly.

You smirk at Chungha's expressions in the mirror while she tries to suppress her moans, her eyes locking with yours, challenging you. But you know how she's actually feeling, enjoying the erotic sight of her arousal dripping on to the floor with every pull back of your hips, as if you're actually pumping her for her juices. You see a drop of blood on her lip as she resolutely tries to prevent herself from voicing her pleasure, biting down a little too hard.

"Just let it out, we both know this room is soundproof. I want you to enjoy yourself too you know... Scream. Now." You punctuate your last word with a determined thrust, pushing forward with purpose, angling your hips just so, and you finally shatter Chungha's resolve.

"Oh fuck! Fuck yes, oh god fuck me!" Her screams ring throughout the room as you pound her, her hand slapping the glass as hard as you are fucking her. The profanities and shrieks flow out of her freely, uninhibited by any sense of decency. You rattle her body as you saw yourself in and out of the tight confines of her core, wrapping your arm around her slim waist. Your combined sweat and juices pool below the two of you, the sound of her pussy sloshing adding to the obscene harmony of a good fuck.

You hear her screams get shorter and louder as you feel her get tighter and wetter around you. You grab her by the top of her head, forcing her to look at the scene playing out in the mirror.

"Go ahead, watch yourself cum."

"Yes!" Chungha's scream fades to a hoarse whisper, her pupils dilating as her walls convulse around you in orgasm. Her limbs quiver and her arms slide off the mirror, showing off her flexibility, her lithe body almost bending in half as you grip her hips and chase your own climax.

"Chungha where-"

"Outside, allow me." She disconnects from you, a final splash hitting the puddle of juices on the floor as you pull out. The last image you remember is Chungha on her knees in front of you, her hands stroking your slick shaft rapidly while she looks at you with that seductive gaze you always see in the mirror during practices, but now reserved only for you...

"Fuck, Chungha!" Her name leaves your mouth with a shout, your eyes seeing stars as she strokes you to your peak. Shots of white land squarely on her face, layering the existing sheen of sweat and light makeup with an additional coat of your seed. Chungha continues stroking your pulsing shaft, massaging your balls as you continue to empty yourself on her face. You sink to your knees next to her once you are finally done, the two of you admiring your work in the mirror.

You get up, grabbing a towel from your bag and handing it to her. "Damn, you covered me real good." Chungha remarks as she wipes your cum off her face.

"Yeah well, do you blame me after having you cum on me twice?" You gripe as you take another towel and wipe up the fluids on the floor, trying to remove any traces of your "dance". The two of you get dressed best you can and you take the chance to get a last look at her body before she finishes dressing.

"Hey, you forgot something." You hold up her ruined black panties, the scrap of fabric still soaked from earlier.

"Keep it, that's the only pair you get."

"Why, you're not wearing panties during practice from now on? Nice!" She fires you a hard look as she fixes her hair, combing it to look less like "just had sex" hair and more "dance practice" hair.

"Wow, you look cute without makeup."  You absentmindedly blurt out once she is done with her hair. Chungha’s face turns crimson red as she mutters a "thanks" in reply. As the two of you head to the door Chungha looks to you apologetically.

"Sorry about the towel, I got my makeup all over it."

"Don’t worry, I can wash it-"

"Do you want to come to my place? We can wait while we wash it." Turns out, when she's not in heat Chungha is a cutie, the words leaving her bright red cheeks in a rush.

"My place is closer." You try to stop yourself as you think about what you both are implying, but the words slip out before you catch yourself. However, Chungha's reply removes any lingering doubt you had.

"S-sure, you're not too exhausted like our choreographer says we should be?"

"No, are you?"

"Nope, let's go then." The taxi ride to your place is quick and quiet, the two of you fidgety about what you both know will happen once you reach your place.

"Sorry about the mess." You say as you open the door and let yourselves in.

"No, this is better than I thought."

"Here's the kitchen, the living room, and the... bedroom." You awkwardly give her a tour around your place, taking up all of a minute.

"So where's the uh... washing machine?" She asks, trying to break the silence. You direct her to the washing machine and she throws the towels in, shutting the door - you set up the wash with a beep.

"There we go..." You drift off into silence as the two of you stand dumbly in front of the noisy machine, the tension building between the two of you once more.

"So..." Chungha starts, before you decided to break the tension, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Your hand goes straight to her mound, feeling her wetness through her sweatpants. Your tongues twine with one another as she pulls you towards your bedroom.

The two of you are needy for more, shedding clothes off each other - the lack of panties means you strip her naked first, and when you finally lose all your clothes you are greeted by the delicious sight of a nude Chungha sprawled out on your bed. Her hair waves out behind her, her body on full display for you - her breasts are a perfect handful, and her hips a perfect armful for you to grip, as you verified yourself earlier. Her legs are toned and well-defined, and her butt is pert and tight - how many times have you messed up the choreo because you were distracted by her legs and ass?

You find yourself entranced by the duality of the woman lying below you - Chungha is demanding and intense during sex, knowing exactly what she wants, willing to talk dirty and seduce you, but outside of that she is cute and shy, blushing at even the simplest compliments - she is the perfect woman in every way.

"Fuck me again, I definitely screamed louder when you did the fucking." The needy Chungha knows what she wants right now, and you were happy to provide as you use your tool to pleasure her, rubbing your head against her entrance and drawing a whine from her before you bury yourself in her once more.

"Fuck yes!" In the privacy of your apartment Chungha is much more vocal, her cries of joy resonating in the room. Her legs naturally wrap around your hips, her arms doing the same around your neck as you piston in and out of her, the two of you sharing your passion for one another with a deep kiss. You suck on her bottom lip, pulling more moans from her as you feel her body tense around you.

"I'm cumming again!" Chungha breaks away from the kiss, breathlessly announcing her orgasm before pulling you back in for another liplock, her kiss full of need, as if she's trying to suck the oxygen she needs out of you. Her orgasm is much quieter this time, her squeal muffled against your bruised lips. It is no less wet than before, however, as you feel your crotch soak in her juices, your cock coated with her slick honey. The image of having your beautiful dance partner writhing under you in your bed is too much, and your climax takes you by some surprise.

"Oh, oh shit!" You pull out at the last moment, your cum spraying from your tip, covering her toned abdomen, some of it making as far as her breasts. You collapse on top of her, propping yourself up so as to not crush her petite body. You kiss a stray strand of hair on her flushed face before locking eyes with Chungha, the fire of lust in her eyes replaced with a different glimmer of passion that is reflected in yours. The moment is broken as you look down at the mess you made on her body, grabbing your discarded t-shirt and wiping her clean.

"Hmm, I should have waited to start the washing machine."

"It's fine, come here, now I really am exhausted..." Chungha snuggles up to you as you draw the covers over both of you, letting sleep overwhelm you, her warmth spreading against your tired body.

--The next day--

You wakeup to find your bed half-empty, but you don't complain when you stagger out of the bedroom and are greeted by the adorable but sexy sight of Chungha dressed in an oversized black sweater of yours.

"Sorry! I did another wash with my clothes in there, but I didn't have anything to wear, so I took the first thing I found and-" you silence her flustered explanation with a quick peck.

"It's yours now, keep it! In return..." Chungha tilt her head to one side, wondering what you are gonna ask. You take a deep breath and ask the dumbest question ever, praying that she would make it the smartest question.

"Chungha, be my girlfriend? We should go out on a date." Chungha blushes furiously, before breaking out into laughter.

"You know, normally you go out on a date, ask them to be your girlfriend, and then cum on them, not the reverse order!" You hang your head in embarrassment at your stupidity, but her soft follow-up makes the temporary shame worth it.

"But yes, and yes, let's go on a date."

Delighted, you make to whip up breakfast for her while she waits for her clothes to dry. As you hum and scramble the eggs in your pan, you feel a hand reach out from behind you, turning the stove off before it finds it way around your waist. Chungha hugs you tightly, and you feel her breasts pressed firmly on your back. You get further aroused as you feel her other hand slip under your boxers.

"What are you doing?"

"Save the breakfast for yourself, I know what I want to eat." You find yourself leaning back against the kitchen counter as Chungha gets on her knees, pulling down your boxers with her. Your cock springs out, your morning wood greeting her and almost hitting her in the face. She looks up at you with round eyes as her lips find their way around your shaft. Your throw your head back as Chungha slobbers all over your meat, her tongue running along your shaft, teasing your sensitive head and licking the underside of your tool. Her hands are not idle either, with one stroking the base of your cock while the other plays with your balls.

"Oh damn, Chungha..." You let out a long groan when she bobs herself deeper on to your cock, finally taking all of you in her warm mouth. Your hand lands on her head, keeping yourself deep in her throat, releasing her only when she taps your thighs. She pulls back with a gasp, a string of her drool trailing from your shaft to her rosy lips. She grins, watching you trying to catch your breath from her work.

"You're close aren't you?" You can only nod in response. "Good, feed me." Chungha redoubles her efforts, going back to your cock and increasing the pace at which she licks, strokes, and sucks your manhood. You burn the image of your new girlfriend giving you a morning blowjob into memory before the pleasure wipes all thought away, and you cum with a sharp hiss.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Your hips buck forward as Chungha seals her lips around your head, sucking your cock like a vacuum as your cum flies out, splattering the back of her throat. Her hands move back and forth on your shaft, squeezing as much cum as she can out of you. True to her word she enjoys your seed, swallowing all of it and not letting a single drop go to waste as she wipes the last bit of cum off her lips and licks her finger clean.

"Mmm delicious, thank you for breakfast, but I gotta go soon."

"What about you? I didn't-"

"I'm too sore, you did a number on me yesterday. I'll be sure you pay me back sometime though, don't worry." She pecks you on the cheek and collects her clothes. She excuses herself to your bedroom and comes out a few moments later, all dressed for her morning schedule. She holds your sweater in her hands before she stuffs it in her bag. "I can keep this right? I'll see you in the afternoon!"

The afternoon practice couldn't come soon enough, and you greet your new lover with a quick but eager kiss on the cheek when you see her again. Chungha sidles up to you, bringing her lips to your ear, "You know, I think I left my panties at your place, I never did find where we left it."

"So you mean when you left my place?" She nods in reply. "The whole day?"

"The. Whole. Day." She smirks at your face getting red.

"What about practice?"

"Maybe just for today... or maybe from now on, like you said." Damn, today's practice will be tough, how do you keep an erection down knowing that Chungha is practicing while going commando?

"Good luck, try to stay professional." She reads your mind perfectly, grinning as she sways her hips sexily, walking towards the practice room. The two of you stop short at the door, finding your strict choreographer waiting for you.

"I hope you guys worked on your chemistry yesterday?" The two of you share a look before answering.

"Yes, yes we have."

"Good, then let's get started. Hey, what are these handprints on the mirrors?"

Oops.