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Her light frame clings to you—one arm around your neck, one arm around your back, legs locked around you like a python ensnaring its prey, constricting your waist. One hand supports her lower back, keeping her body close, the other fumbles in your pockets for your keys.

You swing open the door to your apartment carelessly. You pin the young woman against the inside of your door, slamming it shut. Body to body. Mouth to mouth. A clash of two needy souls locked in an endless war of tongues. Tonight, those needs will be met.

Let’s recap how you got here.

As with any other Friday night, your colleagues and yourself were spending the evening winding down at a discreet hole-in-the-wall bar downtown—the downtown Dallas scene is popular with local businessmen. A wonderful variety of mid to upper-class bars provided great options for a night of social drinking.

The night started like many before it—with a seemingly endless supply of rum and coke, beer and those little flavoured vodka shots that went down with a kick, the consumption of which kicked off a series of jokes about the frustrations of dealing with hair-pulling cases and the shittiest clients, neither of which were mutually exclusive. Then, as it did every week, you expected the stench of alcohol, the dim lighting and the sense of comradery to transition to a lonely walk under the moonlight accompanied only by the stench of the sewer as you make your way to one of your old reliable booty calls.

For some reason, the guy who you have known ever since your very first law class, who seemed to only speak in clichés, chimed in with a comment that seemed almost prophetic “Expect the unexpected.”

You dismissed his comments with another drink—but as if by some divine intervention; the door swung open and the unexpected entered. A short, hooded figure completed her journey through the darkness of the night, arriving somewhere that fulfilled her two requirements; subtle lighting and a supply of whiskey.

It was rare for this bar to be visited by anyone other than the regulars and semi-regulars. You recognised most of the faces here, some of them only from your nights in the bar, others from work, and a select few are ex-clients, once victims of your jokes.

For the third time tonight, it came full circle, it was your turn to supply a round of drinks. Your new position moved you closer to the girl perched on the end of the bar. Her hoodie sat low over her face, keeping her identity hidden from many, but upon seeing you she raised her head. For a fleeting moment, you locked eyes. She seemed so different from everyone else, yet so familiar to you.

Sat back at your table, thirty minutes had passed. Thirty minutes of becoming increasingly distant from the conversations around you, trying to steal a glance from the mysterious woman at the bar. Several times, she sternly brushed off the advances of brazen men. Her gaze never noticeably moved from the tumbler of whiskey in front of her. Little did you know, however, she had stolen just as many looks at you in return.

Time was running short as the night wound down. If you didn’t act then, your chance would be gone forever. Finishing the last drink of your rum and cola, the concoction of toasted sweetness with vanilla undertones, you stood and prepared to test your luck. You’re no stranger to meeting a woman in a bar, usually with success, but everyone had their limits. If ever you had a limit, this girl would be it, as you saw so many egos cut down to size tonight by this woman.

Or so you thought.

You leaned on the bar. She turned ever so slightly to ensure that it was finally you who approached. The movement allowed a lock of pink hair to fall from her hood. You opened your mouth, about to drop one of your classic lines from the bank of those that end in some play on words about you being a lawyer and how you can get her off. Barely a syllable had left your mouth before she interrupted.

“Here to take me home?”

“Actually, I was here to scam you with some crypto, but that sounds better.”

Lightly amused as she cracked a small smile, she continued her more direct tone, “you recognise me, right? You must have seen the advertisements about the performance at the arena on Tuesday,” she questions without ever looking up from her drink.

You pondered for a moment the billboard outside your building before it hits you: the Twice world tour. “I wasn’t sure, but now I can’t believe it.”

“Well, don’t get all starstruck,” she began, lifting her glass and finishing her drink, “tonight I’m not an idol.” She placed one hand on your arm, the other raised to her mouth, and she bit the end of her finger. “Tonight I’m just your toy. Use me as a fuck toy.”

And now here you are, with Chaeyoung of Twice, pinned against your apartment door, ready to be used like a fuck toy.

You consider for a moment the journey to your bedroom—too far. Each step from here is arduous, another moment wasted when you could just rip off her clothes right here.

There’s no time to lose. You start with her zip-up hoodie, unzipping it and pulling down you expose her bare shoulders and angular collarbones separated by the fabric strap of her vest top. She drops one arm at a time, allowing you to methodically remove her hoodie.

The exposure shows off all the tattoos which decorate her well-kept skin. From the lips on her wrist to the shot-through heart behind her ear. Each image expresses her life. Symbolic of her freedom, her love, her members, her lust.

Breaking your kiss, Chaeyoung rests her forehead against yours. “Tonight I’m all yours. Use me, abuse me, make me feel everything. I’m your toy tonight.” Her lack of filter in her speech matches the drunken glazed look in her eyes. The whiskey in her breath spells out the exact reason she has lost all her inhibitions.

“You won’t be needing this, then.” With one hand holding her lower back, you use the other to grip the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up to her neck and then over her head, her arms raise to help it away from her body. She then busily unfastens the buttons of your shirt, pushing your sleeves away from your arms, and dropping the shirt to the floor. Skin to skin now. The cold flesh of her stomach against your own. Her grip on your back is tighter than before, followed by a renewed attack on your lips. You respond in turn with your tongue, tasting inside her mouth. A fencing match between two pink competitors that look set to play out to a draw.

She breaks your stalemate, saying, “and you won’t be needing these.” Her legs release from your waist, standing on her own two feet for the first time in a while. She drops her hands to your waist and hooks her thin fingers into the waistband of your trousers and underwear. Not to be slowed by undoing your trousers, Chaeyoung leverages her body weight onto your waistband. She drops to her knees, taking your trousers and underwear all the way down to your ankles.

“Oh my God,” Chaeyoung reacts to her first sight of what you hid under your clothes right in front of her face. “It’s so fucking big,” she continues, admiring it closely. She looks up at you with a ravenous look in her eyes. “It’s so thick, I can’t wait to feel it inside me.”

Your only response is to place a hand on the side of her face, your thumb over her lips. You further smudge her red lipstick before pushing your thumb firmly into her lips, splitting them apart, resting it on her tongue. She licks lightly, playing with your thumb in her mouth. Pushing it deeper elicits no reaction, as far back into her throat as your thumb can reach—no gagging, no spluttering, no resistance.

“Wow, this is going to be fun to use.”

Chaeyoung smiles around your thumb at your compliment. “How about you use it properly?” she asks, spitting out your thumb and placing a hand on each of your hips. Holding on tightly, she knows that she’s in for a bumpy ride. Your now-free thumb pushes down on her jaw, opening her mouth wide. Using your other hand, you guide your throbbing cock into her mouth, slapping it down onto her tongue and into her cheeks. Slowly, agonisingly, you push further forward to the back of her throat. Contact. Her throat constricts the tip of your cock. You slide into her throat, slowly finding resistance. Unable to go deeper, Chaeyoung’s head is pushed back against the door. Her jaw fights against your thumb, which holds it down. You release. Chaeyoung gratefully closes her messy strawberry lips around your cock.

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks hard on your cock as it throbs in her mouth. Not for a moment has she broken her intense stare as you pump into her throat, still looking up. You take it a little slowly, allowing her throat to adjust to your length.

You tried at least.

With her hands on your hips, Chaeyoung pulls and pushes your hips as you move, encouraging you to move more vigorously.

“Oh fuck! You are hungry for me!” you curse. In agreement, Chaeyoung continues to pull you deep into her throat. You oblige her request, fucking her throat as her head is stuck against the door. Finally, she splutters a little as her tight throat embraces your cock.

You have your way with her throat until she becomes visibly low on air. You release, allowing her to breathe deeply. She takes her chance to plead, “I want you to use my throat good. I’m your little whore. I want you to fill my throat with cum.” Immediately, she pulls your hips, taking your cock back inside.

You grip either side of her head. “I’m going to cum in your throat and you’re going to take it all.” You thrust hard and fast into her throat, using it for pleasure. Her eyes open wide as she begins to choke a little around your cock. Muted moans escape her mouth. She must enjoy how well you’re using her mouth. The vibrations of her moans drive you even closer to your high.

Any rhythm you had is lost as your cum shoots into her throat. “Oh FUCK!” you shout as your cock pulses inside her throat, each one draining your balls further. One of her hands grips your ass tightly, pulling you in so not a drop is wasted. Her other hand cradles your balls, encouraging you to release more into her throat.

For the first time, Chaeyoung closes her eyes as she savours the taste of your sweet liquid inside her. She swallows every drop. Continuing to suck everything you have.

You finally pull back, lifting Chaeyoung back to her feet. With her face closer to you, now you can see her glistening skin. Moisture has formed a thin film over her skin.

“I hope you have a lot more where that came from. I need that thick cock inside my pussy next. You aren’t done playing with your new favourite whore, are you?”

“Not at all. This whore has so much more to give me.”

“Take me then, use me!” she pleads with a fire burning in her eyes.

Use her, you will. One hand around her throat, you push her through your apartment. Guiding her into your bedroom. With a hint of aggression, you push her all the way to your full-length wall mounted mirror, slamming her body against it. “I like where this is going, but it will not get much further until you take these trousers off me.”

“You don’t deserve my help. Do it yourself, I’m going to watch,” you demand as you take two steps back.

Teasingly, she unbuttons her trousers. Chaeyoung moves them down at an agonisingly slow pace. Her panties are revealed as the outer layer falls. Her black panties are soaked. Being used at your front door clearly excited her. Her panties could hold no more, shown by the liquid, creating a shiny slick on her thighs. Next, the full length of her slender legs is exposed. It takes all your will to continue to admire and not grab her tight thighs. She kicks her trousers across the room, the motion highlights the toned muscle on her slim legs.

Now only in her underwear, she takes a step away from the mirror and spins. In a movement that you could watch all night, Chaeyoung tilts her upper body forward at a painstaking pace. As she moves, she pushes her ass further out. Her skimpy underwear hugs her tight ass cheeks, leaving much of her cheeks exposed to you. She bends almost ninety degrees with her hands against the mirror. Slowly she sways her ass side to side, her tight ass moves in front of you, the change in tensions as she moves causing her ass cheeks to peek out further.

Glancing over her shoulder, she places a forefinger on her bottom lip. “What are you going to do now? Are you going to stand there and stare at my tight ass, or are you going to come over here and fuck me?” She fakes a giggle to tease you. “I really hope it’s the second one. Your little whore really needs her pussy filled.” Moving her hand from her mouth, she bends a little further, lifting her ass into the air. Her hand slithers down her stomach, coming towards you and down to her wet panties. Her hand emerges between her stretched thighs. Chaeyoung uses two fingers to press against her pussy through her panties. Rubbing slowly to force a moan out of her mouth.

No more teasing. You step forth to claim what’s yours. “Is this what you want, huh?” You grip her panties on either side and pull them quickly down from her ass and drop them to her ankles. All the flesh of her small toned asscheeks are now on show. Her back arches downward away from you, creating a dip around her spine.

You rest your crotch up against her perfect, firm ass. Your hard cock resting over her ass, sitting in between her cheeks and onto her lower back. She bucks her ass upwards slightly, trying to grab your stiff length between her ass cheeks. She rocks ever so slightly, trying to create some friction.

“Look at you. So desperate. So needy. I bet you would let me do anything right now.”

“Yes! Anything! Please use me! In any way you want! Please! Please! PLEASE!”

You grab her by her neck, hoisting her head up close to yours. The head of your cock digs into her lower back. She keeps her body pressed against you. Some of the liquid drips from between her legs and onto your thighs.

“Look at yourself. In the mirror. What do you see?” For a moment in the mirror, she looks at your face beside her own, before looking at herself.

“I see someone who needs a good fuck.” You let out a little smile of approval. Chaeyoung continues, “I see a fucking whore who needs to cum all over a cock as it fills her up.”

“I see a dirty whore, too. One who’s so desperate for a fuck she’s rubbing my cock in her ass cheeks as we speak. But I still see a bra.” You throw her body forward. She catches herself against the mirror. As you unfasten the fabric prison of her breasts, she drops her arms, allowing it to fall to the floor. You pull her back up, this time by her pastel pink hair. Her face shows a grimace in a mixture of pleasure and pain before returning to her smug smile as she admires herself in the mirror.

You don’t even have to ask this time before she speaks. “Now I see a completely naked whore with her small tits exposed.” You take a moment to admire the new visual stimulation. She was right. They are small, just enough size in them to hang slightly from her body, but they are perfectly round and perky.

“Just small?” you ask, teasing her to compliment herself.

“I guess they are nicely shaped. They’re tight like the rest of my body. But the most important thing: like the rest of my body, they’re all yours.”

Content with her answer, it’s time for a reward. You release her hair and she gasps as the light pain is taken away. Her outstretched arms support her away from the mirror. She looks into your eyes through the mirror, biting her lips in anticipation. You push down a little on the small of her back, bending it slightly to push her ass all the way out, providing you access to her dripping pussy.

You pull back, preparing to enter Chaeyoung for the first time tonight. You slide the head of your cock up and down against her wet slit, teasing both her hole and clit. As you wedge your spear into her opening, the warmth on the end of your cock is tantalising. You push deeper into her pussy. Barely the entire head enters before the tightness becomes too much and you can go no further.

“AH! Fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck-f-f-FUCK!” Chaeyoung curses again and again as you stretch her tight hole.

You retreat a little, relieving the pressure. “Holy fuck Chae, you’re so tight. How can such a whore have such a tight pussy?”

“Maybe your cock’s just the biggest I’ve ever had. Now get it in me, I need you to go deeper!”

Again and again, with slight movements, you push your cock forward into her hole. Her copious juices provide the necessary lubricant to stretch her out. The constriction of her pussy is severe. Her short height and tight body are sufficient indication that her pussy would be tight. This, however, was narrower than anyone you had felt before. But it wasn’t a tightness that tried to deny your entry, it was a grip that begged you to never leave.

Chaeyoung’s head drops forwards. She appears to be struggling against the concoction of pain and pleasure that must be within her. You refuse to let her look away, pulling her hair to lift her head so she must look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes roll back, and her pretty face twists in ways you didn’t think possible. Her jaw swinging open and closed in inaudible gasps, occasionally biting her lip as you push further. You place two fingers into her mouth, providing yourself with a way to hold her head up and Chaeyoung with a distraction to suck on as you tear into her pussy.

All of your cock now rests inside her. The vice grip of her walls clinging desperately to your length. Any tighter and the grip would cut off the blood flow. You pull back slowly, almost all the way out. Hot air around your hand as Chaeyoung sighs in both relief and disappointment. In a swift, constant motion, you push deep into Chaeyoung; her wet lips meeting the base of your cock.

“Fuuu-aaaAARRRGHH!” Chaeyoung’s mouth opens wide as she lets out a scream of pain and pleasure. She attempts to throw her body forward as she loses control, but your hand on her body and fingers hooking her cheek prevent her from falling. The pure ecstasy on her face is clear to see in the reflection as you penetrate deep into her. Her whole body shudders at the action. Her hands attempt to grip the mirror, causing her nails to scratch at the glass.

Your next few deep thrusts return a response with less of a scream and more of a moan, somewhere in between. You pull her ear closer to your mouth before uttering, “so the horny little whore finally has her pussy filled. Tell me how it feels.”

“Ah-Ah-Amazing!” A full sentence must be too difficult while your cock pumps inside her. “Fuck … so … big … I’m so … full!”

The reflection in front of you would be your most treasured painting. Chaeyoung’s pale skin has gone flush with heat. Her short pink hair has fallen over her face as it bobs up and down in reaction to you pumping her petite body. The sweat on her body has caused several strands of hair to stick to her face, like swipes of pink paint across a masterpiece. It is impossible to make eye contact as her eyes roll back and forth in her head. Her eyes focus on nothing in particular; most likely seeing stars. Her jaw has fallen wide open to allow her stream of moans to escape. Your fingers tug at her cheek, occasionally contacting her tongue as it hangs out of her mouth.

Her perky tits swing rapidly up and down in time with your increasing pace. The pink nipples atop the mounds become a blur as they shake violently up and down. Her tight stomach does not move, and her slim frame maintains its slender, exquisite look despite the dirty deed being committed to it. Between her legs you can just see the top of her spread pussy, her swollen clit exposed slightly. Below that, your cock pumps in a piston-like motion.

The image in front of you is so enticing, so delectable, a sweet treat on a cheat day. Your now rapid action inside her sheathlike pussy caused that knot to form in your stomach again. Your second high of the night rapidly approaches. So close to filling Chaeyoung with your seed. It’s your duty to make sure she finishes. Realising this, your free hand that has groped almost every available inch of your desire has a new target—the swollen clit between her legs. You lick your fingers to ensure they’re wet enough, tasting Chaeyoung’s sweat. You slide your hand down her back, over her firm ass, swirling around her hip and round to her small pussy. Feeling her petite frame as you go, relishing the figure of your stunning little whore.

Your fingers meet her clit, rubbing in circles to provide further stimulation, timing each quick rotation with each pump of your cock. Your fingers slide effortlessly because of the build-up of her juices between her legs.

Quickly, the pitch of her moans rises. She loses control of her body, unable to stand. You have to move your hand from her mouth to the underside of her body to keep her upright. Your hands slide past her playful breasts and up to her neck. Grabbing lightly on her throat, you recreate the same enjoyment she felt earlier choking on your stiff cock. The perfect combination of stimulation causes her to lose it.

“I’m gonna-“ is all she can muster before she breaks out into a scream. Her body shakes violently. Your arm is being pressed on by her upper body. Her ass pushes further back, pressing her pussy to the hilt of your cock. Her tiny ass shakes violently against you. It’s hard to believe that her walls could have gotten any tighter, but they did. Her pussy clamps down hard on your cock.

You fuck her right through her orgasm. As one finishes, she begins a second, no longer in control of her own body. Anything from her mouth is a complete mess of syllables and moans. The same violent shaking of her ass. The same clamping tightness of her pussy. This time, however, her legs give out. You’re now holding her slim body on the end of your cock. This was no longer sustainable, but you knew how you wanted to finish in her—deep.

Light enough to easily carry. You hold her spent, shaking body in front of you, carrying her to the bed. For a regretful moment, your cock must exit the most comfortably fitting sleeve it has ever been inside. You spin her around and place her on her back on the bed.

“Please cum in me. Fill your little whore,” she whispers, using all her remaining strength.

Time to exploit her flexibility to your advantage. You push out one leg spread as wide as possible. Taking the other on your shoulder as you lean forward, leaving her legs spread inexplicably wide. Her tiny frame contorted in a way to give you maximum access.

You enter again. It’s a little easier this time, but only a little. The change in angle pressures your cock in a new way, providing exciting stimulation again. Looking down at her exhausted, glowing expression, you begin to pump her with your cock, reaching as deep as possible, pressing your cock all the way to the hilt.

The state of blissful euphoria on her sweaty, flushed face only adds to her beauty. Her exquisite face and undeniably sexy body provide all the visual stimulation you need. The pressure building in your lower stomach is so extreme that it’s impossible to hold back. Burying as deep as possible, you shoot stream after stream of cum inside Chaeyoung. Her smile widens, feeling your cum fill her up. Her tight pussy accepts the gift you leave behind gratefully as you pull out, falling backwards from the edge of the bed, twisting around and sitting on the floor.

Her foot falls off the edge of the bed too, suspended to your side. You turn to face her lean leg by your side. Turning around, you trace your eyes up her inner thigh to her pretty little pussy. A little of your cum falls out as her tight, satisfied walls contract. Chaeyoung lifts her head just enough to see you over her perky tits, grinning wildly, looking down at you.

“That was fucking amazing! I didn’t know it would be so good…” she trails off as her head falls back, her energy spent.