Eyes On Her

Your inability to keep calm in front of pretty girls has always been your downfall. You have countless stories about you embarrassing yourself in front of so many pretty girls saying stupid things that you wouldn’t normally say once they winked at you, flashed a tiny smile, pushed their hair back, or some combination of these.

However, this time was different.

“Don’t worry, you can look.”

Dahyun’s billion dollar smile eases your nerves a little—the girl in front of you just has that charm to her, to calm and to evoke joy in you. However, you still don’t want to say anything stupid, especially not to a world-class idol such as her.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. Just you and me here.”

That line of reassurance is all you need to finally turn your eyes back to her. The megawatt smile of hers greets your vision when you finally look up, and you’re instantly just as smitten as you were when you first laid eyes on her when she arrived for this year’s Fashion Week. Your eyes start to roam, however, down to the milky white skin of her exposed shoulder, to the tight curve of the black dress over her chest. Dahyun just smiles as your eyes wander, and she begins a set of poses that look both goofy and sexy, true to her personality. You’re the one who breaks first, giggling and laughing into your hand, then she does. Both of you have a small laughing fit in the empty back corridors, far from today’s afterparty of the New York Fashion Week.

Trust Dahyun to keep the spirits up with you, even if the situation right now is sexually charged. Dahyun had pulled you aside discreetly after one too many stares over the day, with her first question being “You like me?” You’d answered yes almost immediately when she grinned, and here you were with her, trying not to ogle her and failing until she gave you permission to do so.

“What time you off work?”

Dahyun’s English is heavily accented and a little broken, sometimes slow, but you found it endearing. She had an interpreter with her the entire day for the event, but she would try to use English as much as she could. Perhaps it was business, perhaps otherwise, but you found it endearing.

“11pm, Miss Kim.”

“No, no, call me Dahyun. It’s okay.”

“Oh, um—11pm, Dahyun.”

“Hmm…” The Korean girl hums. She rests her chin on her fingers as she thinks, and then she grins.

“Paper and pen? Phone?”

You pull out your mobile phone and unlock it. She enters your Notepad app and leaves an address and a few numbers.

“My hotel room. Come after work.”

“Wha—?!”

“You hear me.” Dahyun steps up close, close enough for you to smell the perfume on her. You gasp when her hand glides over your crotch, over your cock.

“Idols can have fun too.”

Dahyun leaves for the main party, but not without giving you a soft kiss on the cheek.

You knock on room 12-405 at midnight. The door opens almost immediately, and Kim Dahyun peeks out, her bright smile still just as dazzling.

“Come in, quickly.”

She pulls you in and closes the door, and now you’re in Dahyun’s hotel room. She’s traded her heels for the hotel’s slippers, and her long hair is now flowing down her back. You can’t help but find amusement at the way she looks all sexy on top, but very informal below.

“I’m not wearing underwear any more.”

Dahyun’s voice drips with sex, and while her smile may seem largely innocent, you can see the lust in her eyes. Now that there are no cameras, just you and her, she can finally drop the pretense.

“Oh, fuck…”

Dahyun grabs your hand, and you bite your lip when she leads it beneath the skirt of her dress. She moans when you come in contact with her crotch, and you gasp—she’s soaked, and the warmth of her body is so comfortable against your cool hand. Without thinking, you begin to rub against her folds, and Dahyun staggers, falling into your chest.

“Fuck…”

You’d never expected Dahyun to curse like that, and it’s just so damned sexy.

Your fingers slide over her clit, and Dahyun shudders. She’s so sensitive and so reactive to every touch, and when she looks up at you, the sheer want in her eyes has your cock twitching in your pants.

“More, please.”

Two words, so simple, and it lights a fire in you to give her what she wants. You want to serve her, to watch her reactions as she has sex with you. You rub your palm along her slit, and the moan Dahyun releases goes straight to your cock. Precum leaks from the tip, and you have to muffle a curse at just how hot she sounds. Slick stains your palm—a testament to how wet Dahyun is.

“I… I’ve been… waiting…”

Dahyun’s English is made slower by the pleasure coursing through her system. She releases another sinful moan, and you curse again—this time, Dahyun’s hand is over your bulge, her fingers gently brushing over your hard cock as she unzips your pants.

“I want you to feel good too.”

It is with those words that Dahyun reaches into your pants. You feel her pull the waistband of your briefs down and pull your cock out from the hole in your pants, and you hiss when she begins to stroke you softly. Her touch is delicate at first, but then she begins to stroke you just right.

“Fuck, just like that.”

“Really?” Dahyun’s surprised but happy, and you can’t help but fall a little in love at that moment.

“Mm,” you repeat, “Just like that.”

Your motions slow a little with the pleasure she gives you, and Dahyun grabs your wrist to get your attention.

“Faster, please. You can use your fingers too.”

With her instructions given, you begin to tease Dahyun’s opening with your middle and ring fingers, alternating that with rubbing her clit. Dahyun’s moans only get sultrier, and she strokes your cock a little harder as she spreads the precum beading at the tip all over your shaft. When your fingers finally breach past her nether lips, Dahyun lets out a long, guttural moan as inch after inch of your digits slide into her. You begin to thrust softly, and each thrust has you going in deeper and deeper until you’re all the way in.

“You’re so fucking wet, Dahyun.”

The Korean girl blushes harder, somehow. She’d already been flushed from arousal, but she somehow gets redder at the wet sounds of your fingers thrusting into her pussy. She sighs, part in pleasure, part in embarrassment, and you chuckle. Dahyun was adorable, even in sex.

“Kiss me, please?”

You see no reason to deny Dahyun her request. Her lips meet yours in a soft kiss, and two thoughts immediately plant themselves in your mind—Dahyun is a very good kisser, and kissing her helps you time your thrusts right. You find a steady rhythm with your fingers through the kisses you share with her, and Dahyun melts into you, every brush of your fingertips against her G-spot and palm against her clit drawing the sexiest moans out of her.

“Dahyun, I can’t wait any more.”

You pull your fingers out from the Korean star and wipe them haphazardly on your pants. You seek the zipper on the side of her dress and you draw it down.

“Wait, bed first.”

Dahyun turns around, and you follow her to the bed. What keeps your eyes locked to her is that she undresses as she moves—she pulls the dress down to expose her upper back, and when she reaches the bed, she pulls it off her and steps out of it. You’re greeted with the first sight of her shapely ass, and then Dahyun climbs onto the bed to get herself comfortable, which lets you admire the curves on her body, with short glimpses of her dripping pussy. When the girl turns around, you finally get to see the breasts you’ve craved for so long.

Perky, soft, full. Those are the words that come to your mind first. Dahyun’s chocolate brown nipples, hard with arousal, are a contrast to her skin. You let your eyes roam as you haphazardly tug open your own shirt, and when you take your eyes off her to pull your shirt off and remove your belt, the sight of Dahyun with her legs spread open, fingers rubbing circles on her clit greets you when you gaze upon her again. You almost trip in your haste to step out of your clothes, and Dahyun laughs, which leads you to as well.

“Careful. I don’t want you… pain.”

“Okay.”

Even when the situation is so lewd, it somehow remains so wholesome.

You climb onto the bed slowly. Dahyun reaches out to you, and you lean into her, your tongue meeting Dahyun’s in a soft, deep kiss. Both of you make out, hands roaming across bodies to increase each of your levels of pleasure. You knead Dahyun’s breasts, she strokes your cock, you tease her clit, she teases your balls. Eventually, Dahyun’s the one who breaks first.

“No more. Inside. Please.”

You nod, and line yourself up with Dahyun’s pussy. You tease her opening with the tip, and the girl frowns.

“Stop playing~.”

“Oh, sorry.”

She smiles—all is forgiven—and that smile morphs into the sexiest look of pleasure when you push into her cunt for the first time. The idol releases such exquisite moans of pleasure that goes straight to your cock—you’re twitching deep inside her when you hilt, and Dahyun wraps her arms tightly around your body as she tries to get used to your cock in her.

“Fuck, Dahyun, you’re so tight.”

“And you, so big.”

Dahyun’s nod a while later for you to move has you pulling out. You pull half your shaft out before thrusting back in, and soon enough, you’re pumping steadily into Dahyun while making out with her. You knead her breasts as you kiss her, and the sinful moans that escape the Korean idol’s lips echo around the room. When you break the kiss for air, you rise away from her, her hands in yours as you keep constant, short thrusts pumping away into her pussy. Dahyun’s breasts jiggle with every movement, her hair fanned out like a halo across her shoulders and the sheets. She is beautiful beneath you, almost divine, even.

“So good, aah, ah, ssibal, ssibal…”

Dahyun reverts to her native Korean, muttering soft curses under her breath when you begin to pick up the pace. The claps of sex begin to get louder as you increase the strength of your thrusting, and soon enough, you’re gently yet firmly fucking Kim Dahyun.

“Fuck, so wet, so good, Dahyun, fuck!”

The Korean girl only moans in response—her hands have long since slid from yours to knead her chest and grip the sheets. You have one hand rubbing her clit, the other supporting you up as you piston into her soaked cunt coating your cock in her essence. The tension in you builds—you know it’s only a matter of time before one of you snaps.

“I'm… so close…”

“So am I, Dahyun, oh God!”

“Together?”

Dahyun pulls you in for another kiss. This time, she’s desperate, her lips crashing into yours, tongue almost lashing against your own as you push yourself to thrust harder. You’re at the end of this session with her, and the only priority is to chase your orgasms together with her. You rub her clit harder, faster, just as she kneads herself in time with the pace you’re setting. The girl writhes beneath you as she gets closer and closer, and you can feel the coil in your stomach get tighter and tighter…

“Fuck, I’m so close, I’m so close, ugh!”

“Dahyun, Dahyun, Dahyun…”

“Inside me—”

You break half a second before Dahyun does—your hips stutter, and all you have time is for you to mutter a soft “I’m cumming” into her ear before your cock releases the first shot of semen deep into her cunt. Dahyun’s body shudders in orgasmic bliss when that first shot of cum coats her walls, and her pussy squeezes your cock so deliciously as she cums, milking your cock for every bit of semen you can offer. Both of you enjoy the pleasures of orgasm together, her pussy coaxing shots of semen out of your shaft with every squeeze of her walls, your moans mingling with the other’s as you enjoy hot, openmouthed kisses with her.

When you fall to the side, Dahyun moves closer to you. Her eyes ask one simple question, and you nod as you pull her in. Turns out both you and her are cuddlers after sex, and you bask in the warmth of the other body sharing the bed with you as you hold her in your embrace.

As both of you catch your breath, you can’t help but ask the question that’s been nagging you since that evening.

“Why me, Dahyun?”

The idol giggles.

“You’ve been staring, whole day. I like it when guys stare, and even more if they cute, like you.

"Besides, like I said, I want to have fun too.”

The smirk she gives you is downright sexy, and you can’t help but feel a little turned on again despite your exhaustion. You don’t act on it though, as Dahyun closes her eyes and starts to drift off.

The next morning, you wake to the sound of Dahyun exiting the shower. You look around the room, and she’s packed up, ready to leave. Your clothes are folded nicely on the table next to the bed.

“Good morning.”

“Oh, good morning.”

Dahyun towels her wet hair as she grins at you, her eyes roaming your body and stopping at your hard cock. You catch on to her gaze, and you start to get shy under her gaze.

“It’s okay, no need to be shy. All natural.”

The idol pauses, and she sighs.

“If only I had a little more time, I would do you one more time. Sorry.”

You’re not sure what else to say, but the burn of a missed opportunity stings your heart, along with the arousal stemming from the thought of having sex with Dahyun again causing your cock to twitch once. Dahyun giggles when her words sink into your brain.

“Check your phone. I leave my number inside.”

She steps up to you and kisses you softly on the cheek.

“Next time you come Seoul, call me.”

She flashes her megawatt smile again.

“We have sex.”