Noze is a hot dancer everyone
“I know this isn’t your first rodeo,” Jihye said with the blanket covering herself from last night. “It was fun.”
The smile she made to you in the early morning was for sure all from last night. No doubts. You get up and look around for your clothes, only to remember that your shirt is in the living room. “I can tell from the smile you’re giving me."
“Well, it’s pretty hard to keep a straight face,” Jihye chuckles shyly. “You aren’t leaving, are you? This early in the morning?”
You look at her, eyes all wanting another round. “Want another go? Can't stay long. I have a client in the late afternoon.”
Those cat eyes of hers—the woman who you slept with last night after a long day. At the same time, she wanted you. Her room was dark, only your pupils dialed as time went on with her in bed. Although last night wasn’t called for, somehow it turned out this way in a flash. Jihye, or Noze, as many call her, asked for a drink at her place. She’s classy and sophisticated, with such an angelic face, and you couldn’t let go until you had her.
No one in their mind would think it’s just a simple drink together after a day. She had her thoughts, and you had yours. Yesterday, you had a male client, and Jihye was a dancer. Behind the stage and in the waiting room, she talked with you, getting way too comfortable together as the day went by into sunset. You went off the grid for the night when your phone died right in the living room of her house, and you were only thinking about having her.
Somehow, and someway, you opened her shy nature, even opening her legs last night. Jihye got along with you in a matter of hours backstage. And this was a mistake until you realized again that both of you wanted this. There’s a sense of guilt about being right in bed with someone you aren’t supposed to, but you wouldn’t deny Jihye.
“About last night…" she hesitated. “Can we keep this a secret?”
She’s beautiful while laid under you, moaning each other’s names, and it only fueled more passionately. Her hands were all gripped to your back, desperately not wanting you to stop deep in the night. There wasn’t any talking—just two bodies making love in a dark bedroom.
“I don’t brag who I slept with. Don’t worry.”
“Can you stay?” Jihye starts caressing you with her thumb on your hand, rubbing slowly to another round. “For another hour or so? C'mon, I'm still naked. At least finish what we started last night.
You stared right at her sharp cat eyes. In that moment, as you gazed into her eyes, you could see emotions reflected in them. “Hangover sex?"
“Is it too much to ask? I know you’re busy.”
“I can stay. Give you what you desperately want more of.”
She smiles brightly to know both of you are on the same page. “What are you waiting for?”
You pull the blanket off her and get closer to her face, seeing her eyes close with a smile, just waiting for a kiss, and you glue your lips to hers, making her quiet and hum with the sounds of loud kisses. Jihye didn’t hesitate to wrap her small hands around your cock, just to make it even harder.
You break off the kiss and stare into her eyes. “I bet you would look beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Jihye."
“I know you like staring at me. Just like last night.”
“I do, Jihye.” You’re baffled still, wondering how you actually got her to be naked—right in her very own bed with you and spreading a dancers legs.
Jihye gets up and kneels between your legs while you lay down. The smile never left her face. “An hour. Just for another hour, handsome."
The room becomes quiet; she’s jerking you off and staring at your cock, fantasizing and smiling at what made her moan last night. You start to breathe heavily, grunting softly as Jihye picks up the pace. She spits on your cock to lubricate it even more and slides it into her palms like butter, while her thumb teases your tip.
“Fuck, just like this,” you grunted even more.
You’re gasping to the point of your abs showing. Her hair has been messy since last night, and you loved how beautiful she can still be. Without a word, she sucks the tip of your cock. You feel every nerve and sensation as your legs tense up. Slurping, spitting, and even her hair stuck to her face.
“Jihye,” you groaned with heavy breaths. You’re breathing harder and louder as she sucks you off. Her nose was felt on your crotch, and you heard all the gags she made. It’s only you closing your eyes to relax with such a feeling in the morning. To Jihye, she loved seeing you pleasured.
Jihye remains quiet. Even she knew how you could toss her around. She’s fragile and light, enough for you to make her limp. Strands of saliva and pre-cum were on her mouth as she pulls off to stroke your cock. “Thank you for last night."
“It was inevitable.” You sat up to brush her lips and she sucks on your thumb, staring at each other lustfully.
“Damn, you taste so good,” Jihye said, putting your cock back on her tongue. And with a smile from her, you knew she’s loving this in the morning, and you did too.
She sucks you off quietly from your hand guiding her, hearing the slurps and moans Jihye made in the early morning as the sun shines through the window. For the moments of Jihye sucking you off, it was nothing but relaxation; she didn’t go fast or slow, only a moderate speed that you couldn't be more than grateful for. It was the way she looked at you, gazing at you wickedly.
“Keep looking at me like this, Jihye. That’s so hot of you.”
And by your words, she doesn’t break eye contact; from bobbing her head up and down, she remains looking at you. With her back arched and ass in your view, morning sex never felt greater from a person you didn't know until last night.
She pulls off to spit on your cock, then jerks you off slowly with the squeezes you felt. “What do you say? Do you want to cum inside me again instead?”
“Want to go for a ride, Jihye?”
“I sure do,” she said with a smirk.
You sit on the edge of the bed, and she catwalks over seductively as you can’t help but stare at the woman you got naked last night. Jihye sits on top, arms hanging from your shoulder, with your cock sliding inside her. She starts to grind, and both of you groan quietly.
“Just like last night, Jihye.”
“Just like last night,” she repeated. Jihye hugs you, bodies glued to each other. “Having you in me feels like a massage. I love the feeling."
“You’re tight. And I can’t stand it but hear you moan.”
She pauses to laugh, laughing in such a cute and beautiful way that she can’t look at you but to the side. Jihye pushes you down and puts her hands on your chest. “That was hot of you. Just lay back and relax, handsome.”
“I know this isn’t your first rodeo too, Jihye.”
“Not as much as you, but you’re probably the best I’ve ever had.”
“Show me how good you are. Dance.”
She starts to ride and grind, tilting her head back and closing her eyes towards the ceiling. Just sexual instincts taking over. Jihye’s moaning loudly; every heavy breath she took was therapeutic. You pull Jihye down, making out with her shoulders and neck. She smelled like soju and beer from last night, squealing out painful moans, but didn’t stop whatsoever. Only riding you was the only thing that kept her going to such a feeling.
The noises of the bed creaking and both your voices are only heard. You caress her soft back down to her ass, gripping it tightly. No words were said; fucking was the only thing you two wanted. It went on for several minutes, with Jihye constantly riding and grinding. You start grunting and groaning her name so passionately.
“You’re so good, Jihye.”
“Fuck. It feels so good inside me.” Jihye picks up the pace with all the pre-cum coating her walls. You hold her nape, looking at each other and exchanging breaths. “Slap my ass. I know you can’t stop feeling it.”
It didn’t take a second; you slapped her ass, harder with every slap, until the presence of your print was on it. She moans and groans more, and the bed creaks louder and faster. Jihye slowed down after a couple of minutes, tired and hungover. She grinds on you slowly with an open mouth, catching every breath.
“Seems like it’s my turn to handle your fragile body.” You said playfully, staring at her.
“Wait, I need water.” Jihye’s gasping at this point from riding you. She gets off your cock and walks quickly to get a cup of water, which you follow behind seconds after as she’s pouring water.
“Jihye.”
“Mhm?” Jihye said, gulping down half a cup of water from a clear glass cup. She pours you water right after and hands you the cup. Gulping down the water, the next gulp wasn’t for you, but for her mouth. You approach her closely, positioning yourself right in front of her. A kiss is shared with Jihye, accompanied by the exchange of water. She responds with a seductive hum, drawn in by the unexpected kiss and the touch of your hand on her chin. You lift her, legs wrapped around you, and she laughs shyly, “Fuck, that was pretty….”
Staring at each other, she becomes speechless with rosy cheeks. “Pretty what, Jihye?”
“Pretty-”
You cut her off, French kissing her. Both your heads tilt, making out with each other as she holds you by the nape. You insert your cock in, and Jihye’s going for a ride. “Shouldn't have left me right in the middle of what we were doing, Miss," you said teasing her.
Walking towards the bedroom, you pin her to the wall and thrust every inch into her. She screams in pleasure, gripping your back so tightly. You held her in, gluing lips to each other as you became addicted to her soft lips. Time is of the essence, totally forgetting as it’s almost half an hour already.
“Fuck, right there, right fucking there!” Jihye screamed pleadingly.
The way she’s gripping onto you is life or death, tightly with her nails digging in. Her legs get tense, cumming right on your cock as she squirms, moaning loudly and squealing from you being deep inside her. There’s no time for Jihye to rest; you turn around and fall into the bed with her lying under you.
"Jihye,” you moaned her name.
“I love it when you say my name.”
“Jihye.” You said slowly, a tone lower to make her turned on even more. It’s working; she’s smiling so brightly and giggling.
“I’ll remember you.”
The bed creaks again, thrusting deep and hard while her legs are up in the air. She’s having trouble gripping onto something—the bedsheets or your back. You kissed her neck up to bite her lips; it made Jihye melt. From the sudden passion, she moaned even more erotic.
She guides you back to stare at each other with a grin. You knew this would be a memory for Jihye. “Only look at me, beautiful,” you said, seducing her. And you rub her clit in circles to make her squirm around. Wanting Jihye to cum a second time would be such a sight to see. Your eyes gaze at her, bodies making rough love, yet she still hasn’t looked away for a single second, which you respect even more.
“I’m going to cum.”
“Give it to me!” She screamed and moan loudly.
You thrust her slower, but harder into her walls. She felt every inch and sensation. You groan louder, pulsating as a warning, as you’re going to cum any second now. You grunt hard, pausing deep in her as she holds tight to moan from feeling your warm cum inside her.
Her breaths are heavy, her chest pumping, and she is moaning softly from feeling you fill her pussy. She’s holding you in, all for her selfish greed. Moments after a quick and quiet rest, you pull out.
“Jihye.”
“Can I cook you breakfast before you leave…please?”
“Okay, but I really have to leave after.” You assume it's been almost an hour, which is positively correct. Your cum leaks slowly out of her—thick and white. “Have you seen my phone?"
Even Jihye was looking for hers after you realized your phone was nowhere to be seen. “I think our phones have been in the living room since last night.”
It gets both of you surprised, never knowing a night with her would end up this passionate and reckless at the same time. You stand up to only see your boxers, shorts, and her panties all on the floor. Assumingly, you know where the rest of the clothes are.
She’s cute after being fucked. You look at her, almost limping and hanging onto the wall. She turns to you after putting on her panties along with brushing her hair. “Ramen?”
You nod in silence and walk with her to the kitchen. “Is there anything I can help?” Even after having a woman in bed, you respect each one of them.
“No. It’s my house. Just sit on the couch.”
You walk to the couch with open bottles, shot glasses, empty boxes of delivery food, and cups of unfinished beer since last night was just placed there unattended. You helped her clean up even if she didn’t ask.
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I should help out. Thanks for having me over, Jihye.”
“Ramen is ready.” She places the ramen on the living room table with two plates and chopsticks. “Dig in.”
The time spent with her eating was all talking about both your professions and the TV playing in the background. You wash the dishes with her and pack up your stuff.
“See you around,” Jihye said.
“See you around, Jihye.”