Chapter 29: Let It Ride (The Panties, I Mean)

Thursday | December 7th, 2023 | 3:01 PM

"Sounds like you had a fun time," Nakyung's voice was muffled from the speaker of my phone. Both of my hands were clasped around my steering wheel, gripping it as I drove off from the neighborhood I desecrated with my presence.

"It was insane," I muttered, a grin plastered on my face and a rush still flowing through my veins. I was driving back home after sneaking back out of Ryujin's house, feeling a sense of accomplishment. I updated Nakyung about everything. All the details were given, and I relayed everything I did in their house.

"You're an animal, Minjae," Nakyung teased, a giggle following her comment. "I didn't think you'd just jizz into their clothes, what the fuck."

"It was impulsive, and I didn't really think it through."

"Did you leave a mess?"

"A big one."

"Good," Nakyung praised. "You don't need to worry about it. I'm sure your cum will dry up. They won't even notice."

"Fuck, man," I sighed, "It's addicting."

"You've always been an addict," She commented.

"What's next?" I asked, feeling the desire to keep going. My mind was racing with all the possibilities, and it was overwhelming. There was a burning sensation in my lower abdomen, a tingling in the pit of my stomach. It was a mixture between satisfaction and lust. I felt fulfilled yet I was still craving.

"You know, there's one more person you didn't take care of yet," Nakyung's tone was suggestive, and her implications were clear. Her voice was teasing and taunting. The way her words rolled off her tongue told me I was missing something.

"Who?" I asked, trying to edge the answer out of her.

"C'mon, you know," She continued.

"Just tell me," I urged.

"You're a smart boy, use that brain of yours," Nakyung was hinting. Her voice was playful and filled with humor. I didn't say anything. Instead, I just focused on the road. Maybe it was the brain fog, but I couldn't wrap my mind over who she was talking about.

"Seriously? You don't know?" She scoffed.

"No."

"Hah, you're kidding," Nakyung sighed. The line was quiet for a moment, the only sounds coming from the speaker were her footsteps and the jingle of keys.

"Jeez," Nakyung sighed. She cleared her throat and said, "I'll give you a hint, but after I get home from my super long club meeting, bye Minjae!" The line disconnected, leaving me sitting in the silence of my car. The confusion and frustration were growing as I eventually pulled into the parking lot of campus.

Who was she insinuating? She made it sound like I had a prime opportunity to steal once again, and now the idea was on my mind. I wanted to get my hands on another pair of underwear. It was eating me up inside. My legs were bouncing and the restlessness was increasing. Nakyung's tone was telling me to head towards an obvious path. But who could it have been? The gears were turning in my brain, trying to figure it out.

She was giving me a hint after she came back from her meeting?

"Wait," I whispered, a moment of clarity hitting me. It didn't click in my head because I had nothing to do with the initial swipe. There was that time Nakyung borrowed my cloner, and she came back after a club meeting and dropped off the goods.

"Holy shit, it's Nayeon," I murmured. The treasurer of the club. I totally forgot I had her card sitting in my dorm, waiting to be used. I laughed to myself, feeling like I outsmarted Nakyung even though she purposely gave me a hint. Nayeon will totally be out of her dorm to attend the meeting that Nakyung was going to right now.

"That bitch," I chuckled, climbing out of my car and locking the doors. My pace was slow, and the air was fresh. The cold, December weather was crisp, and the slight chill was refreshing. It was nice outside, and the sun was bright. There was barely any wind and the sky was clear.

With a pep in my step and a small tune humming through my lips, I walked towards my dorm, the excitement building up. This should be easy peasy, all I had to do was walk into her room, and take the underwear. Shit, maybe if I had enough in the chamber I could leave a load in her drawer as well.

I stepped into the elevator of my building and hit the button to my floor. To be fair, it's easier said than done. If I remember right, Nayeon lived in the dorm buildings that housed girls only just like how Xiaoting did. I definitely got lucky last time not getting noticed walking in and out of the building.

But then again, there wasn't any security, and anyone was able to get into the buildings. As long as you looked like you knew where you were going and didn't look too much like a perv, nobody would ask you questions.

"Fuck," I hissed. My heart was beginning to beat a little faster as the elevator doors opened and I stepped out and made a beeline towards my dorm. The hallway was quiet, and the lights were dimmed. It was an afternoon during the winter break, nobody was here besides the students who were staying. I quickly unlocked my door and rushed inside, taking large steps towards my bedroom.

Inside, I reached over my desk and slid open the bottom drawer, and dug under my papers to pull out Nayeon's cloned card. Smudged on its white surface was Nayeon's name as well as her dorm building and number. The plastic keycard was warm in my hand, and I rubbed my thumb across her name.

"You're coming with me," I whispered, slipping the card into the back pocket of my pants and walking out of the room. Before shutting the dorm door behind me, I made sure to lock it and double check to make sure I did. The elevator ride to the ground floor was short and I was soon walking back out of the building, towards the other dorm buildings. I kept my head low, trying to act as casual and nonchalant as possible.

It didn't take me too long to walk over, but when I got there, I confidently walked in, not even bothering to hide. Once again, luck was on my side, and nobody was inside the lobby area, probably due to people travelling home for break. Nayeon lived on the first floor, so there were no extra steps I needed to take before I stood outside her dorm.

The front of the door was decorated with her name in foam letters and a cute, cartoon bunny drawing. Underneath it was another name, Seol Yoona, the girl she must've been roommates with. I hesitated for a second, remembering the incident at Xiaoting's dorm with her roommate, Yeseo, and how close I was to getting caught.

At some point, my luck would run out, and the odds of getting caught were going to be stacked against me. What's a good excuse if I walked in and her roommate was just there? How would I explain myself and convince them not to call the cops on me? Looking at my clothes, I looked nothing like a maintenance worker or janitor so that excuse was out the window.

I was standing out here for too long, at some point, I'll start looking like a creep, or someone will eventually see me. The longer I stood here, the more risk I was putting myself into. There wasn't any time to come up with a lie or reason, and my fingers were twitching and impatient. Before I could second guess myself, I took the card out and slid it through the card reader, and heard the familiar unlocking sound and the green light appeared. With a held breath, I turned the knob and opened the door.

The room was dim, and there was a strong scent of perfume and body wash. The place was clean, like absurdly clean. The floor was spotless, the coffee table in the center had nothing on it besides a well placed TV remote, and the carpeted floors were freshly vacuumed. On the couch sat a pile of pillows, arranged neatly against the cushions and a fluffy blanket sat folded beside them.

It looked like a magazine picture or an image straight from IKEA. I stepped further inside and closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it as well. I was hesitant to move, waiting to hear any sign of life as my signal to book it out of the dorm. Nayeon was definitely gone and it sounded like I was the only one in the dorm.

That is, until I made out the sound of faint snoring. I froze, hearing the quiet but rhythmic breathing coming from one of the closed bedrooms. There was somebody sleeping, and I didn't know if it was Nayeon or her roommate, but there was definitely another living, breathing human in the dorm.

"Holy fuck," I sighed. My hands were shaking and the adrenaline was surging throughout my body. There was a nervousness and an excitement, the mix of the two emotions made me giddy and the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering. My mouth was dry, and my legs felt like jello, but my feet moved.

There was no time to hesitate, not when I was so close. I gravitated towards the sound, wanting to confirm my suspicions. Standing outside one of the closed bedroom doors, the snores were a bit louder and the rhythmic breathing was clear. Without touching the door, I looked down, noticing a little plaque attached to the surface.

In big, pink lettering were the words 'Sullyoon's room' with cutesy decorations and drawings on the edges. Underneath it, the letters spelled out Seol Yoona, confirming my suspicion. Yoona, or Sullyoon, was fast asleep, and her slumbering breaths was just a door away from me.

Sullyoon. Or Yoona. Or Seol Yoona. The name didn’t sound familiar to me at all. I had no idea who this person was, and that meant there was an unknown factor in the equation. Who was this Sullyoon? Would they know me? Would it be easier to book it if they caught me, no name, no face recognition?

The question of who the fuck is this girl was the least of my worries, since she was currently sleeping and I had a limited window of opportunity. I should turn around now, the panties I got today from Ryujin and Yuna's were enough. I should go home, take a cold shower, and relax. Yet, my body betrayed my mind and I turned around from the door and marched towards the other bedroom. I wrapped my hand around Nayeon's doorknob and twisted the door, opening up to her room.

Her room was just as nice and clean as the main area. On the walls were framed posters, a few pictures, and cute decorations. Her bed was made, and a few pillows were propped up against the wall. At the corner was a dresser with a full body mirror and a vanity mirror next to it. Without thinking, I went straight to the dresser, and opened up her underwear drawer.

The inside was filled with organized piles of bras and panties, folded and arranged. I stepped back and took a deep breath, trying to calm the beating of my heart. In the quiet, the sound of my heartbeat was the loudest, and I was afraid Sullyoon would wake up from the thumping.

"Fuck, fuck," I muttered, stepping closer and grabbing the waistband of a pair of red lacy panties, and pulling them out. My eyes were focused on the mirror in front of me, the reflection showed the bed behind me. I walked backwards, sitting down on her bed and admiring the panties.

"Holy shit," I whispered. They were gorgeous, the color was dark and contrasted nicely against my skin. The material was thin, and the lace patterns were intricate and beautiful. Without wasting a moment, I reached for the hem of my pants and boxers, revealing the base of my hardening penis.

I pushed the fabric down and pulled my shaft out, the air in the room causing goosebumps on my sensitive skin. It was throbbing, the blood rushing down my shaft and swelling the tip of my penis. Using the red panties, I wrapped them around my shaft and slowly started to stroke. The material was soft, and the way it hugged my girth made me leak a drop of pre-cum.

The panties were warm and wet, and I could feel the precum soak into the underwear. Each stroke and squeeze made a squelching noise and the smell of my musk filled the air. I didn't realize how turned on I was, but the desire to cum was building and the tingling was intensifying.

Like clockwork, my mind began to craft some sort of fantasy to get me over the edge. I closed my eyes and let the inspiration take hold, washing over me like a wave.

"No, the right answer is this," Nayeon sighed, holding the paper out for me to read. She had been tutoring me for the past few hours, and the sun had already started to set by now.

"Oh, fuck," I laughed, rubbing my eyes, "I was wrong by a lot, shit."

"We'll fix it, just take your time and break it down step by step," Nayeon reassured me, grabbing her pen and correcting the error. It was an advanced chemistry course, and the teacher was ruthless. If there was even a single mistake, he would mark the question wrong. Nakyung recommended Nayeon as a tutor to me after I told her about my issues with the class. Apparently, Nayeon had taken the class last semester and passed with a good grade.

"Alright, alright," I nodded, following along. My concentration was wearing thin, and my eyelids were feeling heavy.

"C'mon, focus," She nudged, noticing the lack of effort. I sighed, trying to stay awake and pay attention. The two of us were alone in her dorm's living room, binders spread out and papers thrown about on the coffee table.

"I'm just a little braindead," I yawned. Nayeon had a cute face, and the way she was sitting was cute. Her knees were drawn together, and she had her notebook balanced on her lap while she twirled the pen around her fingers. She wore these particularly tight jean shorts with this white and yellow collared shirt that tucked into her pants. I knew her shorts were tight with the way they pinched around her thighs, making them look meatier and fuller.

"Well, let's get through this, and we can take a break after, okay?"

"Sure," I nodded. My eyes were starting to drift from the paper and back to her thighs. The shorts had ridden up, revealing a nice extra sliver of her creamy skin, the plump flesh looked so juicy. Her thighs were thick and smooth, the curves of her body were nice, and her breasts were outlined in her tucked in top.

"Okay, let's do it one more time, so you get the hang of it," Nayeon spoke, but the words weren't registering. Her thighs were nice and full, the curves accentuated by her choice in outfit. They looked so soft and thick, like marshmallows. I could easily picture myself squeezing them between my palms.

"Mmhmm," I replied, still not paying attention. I didn't want to study anymore, I was too burnt out. Instead, the idea of feeling Nayeon's soft thighs was much more appealing. Her fingers came into view and started snapping at me, the motion drawing my eyes away from her legs.

"Hey," Nayeon firmly said, her face serious.

I can feel my face grow hot and the blood rush to my ears, after obviously getting caught staring. "Sorry," I apologized. Her mouth was set into a thin line, and her eyes moved uncomfortably between the table and me.

"It's fine, just focus on the work," Nayeon said.

"Yeah, yeah," I quickly nodded, turning my eyes back towards the practice problems from the textbook. A silence fell over us, and the mood became tense. My throat was dry, and I could tell Nayeon was trying her best to stay professional.

"Fuck," I groaned, feeling the discomfort of the tightness of my pants. Without looking, I could feel my hardness poking up and straining against the material. It was embarrassing, and the silence between us made it all the more awkward.

"So, what did you get?" She asked. Her tone was a bit cold, and she was being short. I didn't answer her, and she cleared her throat, her eyebrows furrowing. "Minjae?"

"0.267 mols of sodium hydroxide," I replied, answering her question but not making eye contact.

"That's right," Nayeon hummed. It was quiet for a bit until something flew and landed on top of our papers. When I looked, the object was a single white sock.

"What the-" I started, my words getting cut off.

"It's your reward for getting the problem right," She announced casually with her pen floating around her fingers. "Now, do the next one." Nayeon was hiding her right foot under her butt but I knew what she did.

"Are you serious?"

"Very," Nayeon's tone was firm. She crossed her arms, and her eyebrows were raised. "Do the next one." I glanced back at the problem, reading through the text and trying to follow along. My mind was wandering and the tightness was still present, even after I adjusted myself.

"I- I'm stuck," I said.

"Take your time, Minjae." Her reassuring words helped me through the next question, and with a little struggle, I was able to figure out the next answer.

"1.081 mols of hydrochloric acid," I told her.

"Good, good," Nayeon smiled. Another object landed on the table. It was the other sock. Nayeon had both of her feet planted on the ground and her bare toes wiggling. "Try the next one."

When she saw my hesitation, she leaned closer, a playful smile on her face, "C'mon, I have more clothes you can earn."

"Alright, alright," I laughed. The questions were beginning to get harder and more challenging. Even if Nayeon was playing a game with me, it was helping me focus, and it was a fun distraction.

"What's the answer?" She asked, waiting for me.

"3.035 mols," I confidently answered.

"Hmm, wrong," Nayeon shook her head, a small pout forming on her lips. My confidence wavered, and I started to think back to my work, double checking my math.

"Wait, really?" I frowned, going over the steps again. Nayeon softly laughed, leaning forward and taking a sock off from the table and sliding it on her right foot.

"Sorry, the right answer was," She peeked at her answer sheet, "2.879 mols."

"Ugh, shit," I cursed. I was so close.

"You'll get it," Nayeon gave me a sympathetic look. Her eyes were warm and her voice was soft. She was nice, and her personality was kind and sweet. The next problem was even more difficult, and I spent a good part hunched over scribbling down work. Something flew over me and on the other side of the table, followed by an intentional groan from Nayeon.

I felt her lift herself off from the couch and sensed her walking around to pick up what she must've dropped. My head lifted up and froze in place. Nayeon was bent over, giving me a clear shot of her ass.

Her shorts were riding high and the curve of her cheeks were hanging out. They were perfectly round, and her thighs were pushed together. Her shorts were hugging her curves and were tight around her lower half. Her fingers scooped up her pen from the floor, but she stayed bent towards the ground.

"What's the answer?" She asked, her head turned back to look at me gawking. Her hips swayed side to side. There was no doubt in my mind she was intentionally teasing me, putting her butt on display.

"Uh-uhm, I don't," My throat was dry, and the sight of her round bottom was making me feel dizzy.

"Nothing?" She asked, finally straightening herself and returning to her spot on the couch. The moment was over, but the memory was forever burned into my brain. Nayeon was so teasing.

"Uhm, uh," I tried to focus on the problem. Numbers and letters were running around my head, and the memory of that plump ass was still fresh in my mind. "Uh, fuck."

"Will this help?" Nayeon sighed, standing up and falling down onto my lap, her soft buns resting on my hard bulge. "What's the answer now?" I let out an involuntary moan as her weight pressed down, and the warmth of her butt radiated through the fabric.

"1.342 mols," I blurted out, the pressure of her ass making me feel like my dick was going to explode.

"Oops, wrong," Nayeon shook her head and lifted herself off from me, leaving the cool air to replace her heat. I let out a shaky sigh, and my cock was twitching. "Wait, no, I said it wrong, 1.324 mols." Nayeon grinned at me, slowly lowering herself back on top of my lap, her hips moving to grind against my length.

"N-nayeon," I moaned. The rough texture of her jean shorts felt good against my cock, and the way she was purposefully pushing against my length was amazing. She rocked back and forth, and each time she rubbed her butt against me, I let out a moan.

"Is it helping?" She innocently asked, her movements becoming faster and harder.

"Yeah, yes," I nodded, watching as she got up from me, a damp spot staining her shorts where my bulge was.

"Well, what's the answer to the next one, hm?" She asked, continuing to bounce her hips, grinding her ass on my cock.

"Fuck," I whimpered. It was getting hard to think, the pressure and pleasure of her movements was causing my mind to go blank.

"C'mon, give me the answer," She teased. "It'll be worth it, promise." I had to crane my entire torso to look around her, hoping to get a glance at the problems. The numbers and letters were swimming, and it was getting harder to see.

"2 mols, equal ratio," I gasped, the friction and pleasure causing a familiar tightness and tingling sensation. Nayeon continued to move, the rhythmic motions sending a spark of electricity and a flurry of butterflies. My hands shot up and gripped her hips, keeping her still.

"F-Fuck," I started. Nayeon looked over her shoulder, her hair cascading down, framing her pretty face. She was biting her bottom lip, and her eyes were sparkling.

"Good, that's right," She said, getting off from my lap and turning to face me. I was a weak mess, half-melted into the couch as I looked up at my tutor. My eyes trailed from her soft face to her perky chest, and then down to her hips and meaty thighs. She looked gorgeous.

"Should we do something easier? How about you recite the periodic table for me" She crouched down and reached for my waistband, her fingers pulling the elastic and yanking my pants and boxers down. My erection sprung out, standing tall and proudly. Nayeon gasped, a look of surprise and delight flashed across her face.

"Wow," She giggled. "No wonder why it was so hard to study." Her fingers were delicate, wrapping around the base of my shaft. "You were probably too big and horny."

"Y-yeah," I weakly laughed. She carefully turned around and sat back down on my lap, her hands tucking my cock in between her warm thighs. With a roll of her hips, my cock was enveloped between the soft flesh. The inside of her legs were smooth, and the heat made me dizzy.

I gasped at the sudden change, the pleasure hitting me in waves. My cock was buried between her thick thighs, the pressure and warmth was heavenly. Her legs were so thick and juicy, her flesh molded around the sides of my shaft, the curves of her body making her perfect.

"So, you remember the periodic table, right?" Nayeon asked, rolling her hips again. Her hands rested on the sides of her legs, pushing her thighs together, sandwiching my penis. "Go on, tell me what H stands for."

"Hydrogen," I moaned, feeling the skin of her thighs massage my shaft.

"That's right, and what's Na?" She asked, the motion of her hips becoming rhythmic. The soft flesh was warm, and her legs were cushioning me. Nayeon was controlling how much force she used and was making sure her pace was steady and gentle.

"Na is... sodium." I winced when she flexed her thighs, the pressure squeezing my shaft. My hands found themselves holding her waist, wanting some sort of outlet for my pleasure.

"There we go, that's right," She praised me, continuing to slide her legs back and forth. I could feel her muscles squeeze and tighten around my girth, and her skin was rubbing up against mine.

"And C?" She prompted, moving her hips again. The wetness from my shaft was mixing with her sweat, creating a layer of natural lubrication. It made the sensation of her rubbing and stroking much easier, and her motions were becoming faster.

"Carbon," I gasped. It was getting hard to keep talking, the pleasure was intensifying and the tingling sensation was growing stronger. Her thighs were working wonders, the smoothness and the warmth were the perfect combination. The feeling of the underside of her legs rubbing against my sensitive skin was sending sparks.

"Wow, good job," She said, her tone playful. My grip around her hips tightened, and my body started to squirm. "If you get this one, I'll do a special surprise."

"O-Okay," I replied, a shiver running up my spine. She stopped rolling her hips and leaned forward, her palms resting on my knees. Nayeon was facing the front, her back arched and her ass sticking out. Her butt was round and full, the plumpness looking so tempting and delicious.

"What is... Ra?" She asked, the slow pronunciation making my ears burn.

"Radium," I blurted out, the answer immediately popping into my mind. The reward was worth the answer, her hands used my knees as leverage and she raised herself, the position lifting her butt slightly off of my lap before she sunk back down. If the side to side massage of her thighs was great, the up and down thrusts were fucking heaven.

"Good, that's right," She nodded, bouncing on top of me. Each movement made the flesh of her butt shake and jiggle. I couldn't resist and brought my hands up, reaching to grope and cup her bottom. The plumpness was nice and her cheeks were firm. She moaned when I gave her ass a good squeeze, and her cheeks filled the palms of my hands.

"Do you like my ass?" Nayeon asked, her tone teasing and light. Her hips moved, her body arching and bouncing. The pleasure was incredible, and her body was curvy. She was the perfect woman, a mix of sexy and cute.

"Y-yeah," I managed to spit out. The sound of her flesh slapping against mine was loud, and the sight of her shaking her ass on top of me was hypnotizing.

"Good," She hummed. The muscles in her legs were flexing, and the skin was growing damp. "You've been working hard, you deserve a little something."

"Shit," I gasped, her hips still working, grinding her butt up and down. The tingling sensation was starting, and I knew it wouldn't take much to get me off. My hand slid from her waist, gliding over her stomach and finding its way underneath her shirt. Nayeon gasped as I roughly pulled her shirt out from her shorts, and I took the opportunity to explore more of her.

"I didn't say you could touch there," Nayeon said, a strained laugh leaving her lips. She didn't stop her bouncing, and I didn't stop my wandering hands.

"Sorry," I apologized. They situated themselves around her midriff, my palms flat against her skin. "Can't help myself."

"Mmm, you're a bad student, you know that?" She asked.

"Yeah, I am," I replied, my breathing getting heavier. "I've been bad."

"How about you show me how sorry you are?" She challenged me. Her speed picked up, and she was rocking back and forth, bouncing. The tightness and tingling were increasing, and the knot was forming.

"Oh god, Nayeon," I groaned, feeling the pleasure shoot up and down my body. It was building and growing, and the way she was moving was bringing me closer. My cock was being stroked by her smooth thighs, and the tightness and wetness of her legs were pushing me closer.

"Yeah? Does that feel good?" She asked, the speed picking up more.

"Fuck," I panted, trying to catch my breath. My body was getting hot, and the tingling sensation was turning into an ache. It was begging for a release, and my shaft was throbbing and twitching. "S-so good."

"Good, I'm glad," She replied.

"Oh shit, Nayeon, oh fuck," I gasped. She continued to grind her ass up and down, her movements fluid and fast.

"C'mon, do it, let it out," She encouraged, her voice sultry and soft.

"Oh-oh fuck," I groaned, the tingling turning into a sharp ache. It was begging for a release, and the knot was starting to unravel. Nayeon sensed this and picked up her speed.

"It's okay, cum for me," Nayeon cooed, the pressure and the warmth becoming too much. My body tensed, and I felt the tension snap. A wave of pleasure and satisfaction washed over me. My dick was pulsating and squirting ropes of cum, coating Nayeon's soft thighs. She squealed when she felt the warm liquid hit her, and I let out a shaky moan.

My orgasm lasted for a few seconds, and by the time it was done, I was slumped against the couch. I felt exhausted, and my body was tired. Nayeon stood up, and turned towards me with her legs tightly closed. Her thighs were coated and covered in cum, some even landing on the bottom of her shorts.

"Gosh, look at what you did," She sighed, but her face had a small smile. She was teasing, and I grinned.

"Sorry," I apologized, my voice hoarse and quiet.

"I forgive you," She chuckled, a hand resting on her hips. "Now, are you ready to actually study?"

My silence spoke volumes. All I could focus on was her legs. Covered and messy with my seed. Her legs were pressed together, and she was squeezing her thighs. It was hot, and it made me want more.

"I can't focus on anything besides your legs," I murmured, the honesty spilling from my mouth.

"Minjae, don't make this harder than it is," She laughed, her voice light. Taking my stiffening cock into account, the idea was appealing. She noticed it too, her eyes dropping to stare at my slowly hardening length.

"Let me make it up to you," I offered, sitting up. "For being a bad student and making a mess." Nayeon didn't reply and kept her eyes focused on my cock, watching it slowly stand tall.

"Please?" I asked. Nayeon bit her lip and gave a slow nod. Her arms wrapped around the back of her shirt and tugged, peeling the fabric off. I got a nice view of her bra, her tits were average and looked supple. I could already imagine sucking and kissing her breasts. Her fingers reached behind her and popped the clasp open, letting her bra fall and join her shirt on the floor.

Her breasts were perfect, and her pink nipples were erect and perky. My eyes drank in the sight, and I didn't hesitate to start stripping myself. In a few moments, I was fully naked, and my hardness was standing proud. She let out a nervous giggle, and a light blush coated her face.

"Alright, alright, but you better work hard," Nayeon coaxed, her hand dropped and dragged two fingers through the mess of semen coating her skin. "Give me more of this, and then we'll study all night, yeah?"

"I promise," I nodded, my tongue sliding over my lips.

"Good," Nayeon beamed, she opened her mouth and sucked off her fingers, cleaning the cum from them. The way her eyes sparkled was hypnotizing. She looked gorgeous, and the thought of her swallowing my load made my cock twitch.

She walked forward, and I followed her lead, my eyes locked on her figure. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and her breasts pushed against my bare chest. Our lips met, and I pulled her closer, tasting her soft lips. Her taste was addicting, and her skin was soft. I could smell her perfume, and she smelled amazing.

I let her take the lead and push me down, falling back onto the couch. She climbed over, straddling me. Her shorts were rough and scratched against my skin, and the wet spot was growing cold. My erection was trapped between our bodies, and Nayeon's tongue swirled around in my mouth.

My hands trailed along her bare back, her smooth skin was soft. Her butt was pressing into the tops of my thighs, and she was resting against my chest. The warmth and softness of her body was comfortable, and she fit nicely in my arms. Her lips were tender and sweet, and her hair tickled my cheek.

"C'mon, put more into the kiss," She giggled, her lips barely leaving mine. I let out a weak groan and complied, trying to pour all of my feelings into the kiss.

"Like that," Nayeon whispered, her voice a breathy whisper. "Now, how are you gonna make it up to me?" Her question was playful and light.

"I think I know just the thing," I whispered, my hands trailing down her sides, gliding along her waist. My fingertips slipped underneath her shorts, and I started to tug them down. Nayeon wiggled her hips, helping the material slip off of her body. Her underwear was a soft pink, and they hugged her curves nicely.

"Mhm," She nodded, the corner of her mouth tugging upwards. I could see the wet spot on her underwear, and I couldn't wait to taste her.

"Take your panties off," I requested, wanting her to remove the final article instead of me.

"What's the magic word?" She teased, a smile spreading across her face.

"Helium," I responded, making her giggle.

"Wrong," Nayeon grinned, "But I'll take it." Her thumbs looped under the hem of her panties, and she shimmied them off, pulling the fabric down her legs. The sight of her completely naked was mesmerizing. She looked like a goddess. Her breasts were perky and her nipples were hard.

"Oh, wow," I softly spoke. "You look beautiful." She giggled and placed a hand on her hips, the other pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"Yeah, yeah," Nayeon waved off. Once again, Nayeon started to climb on top of me, her knees digging into the couch cushions aside of me.

"Ready?" She asked, hovering above me, her pussy dripping. I couldn't help but let my gaze linger, taking in the sight. The lips were puffy and pink, the inner folds were glistening and inviting. Her clit was peeking out, and the hood was slightly retracted. I was excited.

"More than ready," I replied, giving a confident nod. Nayeon smiled and slowly sank down, the head of my cock pushing against her folds. Her eyes shut, and her fingers gripped my shoulder. The sensation of her heat and wetness enveloped the head of my cock, and she let out a breathy sigh.

"O-oh, that's it," She gasped, sinking down further. The wetness and tightness were amazing, and the warmth was enveloping me. Each inch pushed further into her, and her insides were soft. She let out a moan when my cock was fully inside her, the shaft buried deep.

"Shit, Minjae," Nayeon gasped, the pleasure making her squirm. I moaned and leaned back, letting her control the pace. My hands found themselves around her hips, gripping her tightly. At some point, she forced her eyes open and we met gazes.

"You like this, don't you?" She asked, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. "Like watching your tutor ride you?"

"Yes, I love it," I replied, giving her a quick nod. We held eye contact since all I could think about was her. The tightness was intense, and the wetness was warm. She was comfortable, and the warmth was soothing. Her breasts were perky, and her skin was flawless.

"Good," She said, her body rising and falling, bouncing herself on my lap. Her hips rocked and ground against mine, each time her pelvis came down, her ass would smack against my thighs.

"This feels so good," She whimpered, her voice shaking. Her speed was increasing, and her hips were rocking. The tightness and warmth were heavenly, and I loved the friction and pleasure.

"Shit, Nayeon," I managed, my throat felt dry. "You feel great." She let out a chuckle, and her speed was steady and constant. The way her pussy would tighten and flex around my length was magical, and the heat was intense.

"So, this is what gets you going, huh?" Nayeon grinned. "Me on top, fucking myself with your cock, yeah?" Her voice was low, and her eyes were hooded.

"Sure," I replied.

"Yeah, good answer," She giggled, her nails digging into the flesh of my shoulder. "I can feel you getting bigger, did you know that?" Her teasing made my cheeks burn. The pressure was increasing, and the tingling was coming back.

My left hand lifted from her hip and wandered, exploring her body. It slid from her side and moved to her front, tracing the underside of her breast. I was slow and cautious, but my touches were enough.

"Yeah? Like feeling me up?" Nayeon whispered. "Do whatever you want." Her permission was the go-ahead. My hand cupped her breast, squeezing the soft mound. She gasped and let out a moan, a shiver running through her body.

"You can touch them, suck them, play with them," She rambled, her movements picking up. My fingers squeezed her breast, the soft flesh filling my palm. Naturally, my thumb flicked her nipple, rubbing it underneath my finger pad.

"O-oh, right there," She whimpered. Her breasts were small and average, but they were supple and soft. She seemed to like the attention, and the sounds were encouraging.

"You like this, huh?" I asked, my voice low and teasing. "Like the way I'm touching you?"

"Yeah, it feels so good," Nayeon whispered. I continued to play with her chest, teasing and flicking her nipple. My other hand snaked its way to her chest, and both breasts were cupped. While Nayeon bounced herself on my cock, her ass slapping against my lap, my fingers toyed and teased her nipples.

"Fuck," She gasped. Her breasts were soft, and her body was warm. The skin was smooth, and her chest was flushed. The more she bounced, the harder her breasts bounced, and the faster my fingers moved. I couldn't stop touching her.

"You're so hot," I mumbled, feeling the knot in my stomach forming. I felt her hands trail off of my shoulders and down my arms until she held my hands, gripping my wrists. With strained whimpers, she forced my hands away from her breasts, bringing them down to her waist. Her hands naturally found her ass, and her butt was nice and firm.

"Keep playing with my ass," She sighed, unwavering as she rode me. "Grab it, slap it, do whatever." She released my hands, and I followed her orders, letting the skin of her bottom fill the palms of my hands.

"Good, yeah, just like that," She hummed, a satisfied sigh leaving her lips. My cock was sliding in and out of her easily, and the sensation was addicting. Her ass was round and nice, the softness of her flesh was nice to grope and squeeze.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Y-yeah," She answered, her eyes meeting mine. They were full of lust, and the pupils were dilated. The look was sexy and enticing. "Fuck, your dick feels so good."

"I can tell," I grinned, pinching her butt and watching her wince. "Your pussy keeps getting tighter."

"Yeah, you're hitting my spots," She breathed, her voice hoarse and breathless.

"Yeah? Is this the one?" I teased, angling my hips upwards, thrusting into her. The position allowed my cock to sink deeper, and the tip rubbed against the inner walls of her pussy.

"Oh-oh yes," She gasped, the sudden change making her tense. Her arms quickly wrapped around the back of my neck, her fingernails scratching at the skin. Her body was pressed against mine, her breasts and nipples pushing into my chest.

"Mmm, keep going, just like that," Nayeon cooed.

"Okay," I nodded, moving my hips, matching the pace she was going. The tightness of her insides was increasing, and the slickness and warmth was intoxicating. I loved the way her folds felt against my cock. My hips moved, and each thrust had a soft slapping noise, the sound of skin hitting skin. The squishing sound was erotic, and the moans and whimpers were just as arousing.

"Minjae," Nayeon gasped, the way she said my name sent sparks. I didn't stop, continuing to thrust. Each time, the tip of my cock would grind and rub against the innermost parts of her, pressing and poking at the sensitive spots.

"Nayeon," I moaned, my grip on her butt was tight, and my hips were moving on their own. The knot in my stomach was growing tighter, and the pressure was rising. I didn't know how long I'd last.

"Oh fuck," Nayeon breathed. The speed of her hips was slowing, and her body was trembling. Her hands were gripping me, and the pressure was becoming unbearable.

"Nayeon, oh, shit, Nayeon," I moaned, the knot starting to unravel. Her pussy was clamping down around my length, and the wetness was becoming thicker and warmer. The way her walls were rubbing against my cock, it was bringing me closer.

"Fu-fuck, oh, Minjae," Nayeon whimpered. Our bodies were hot, and our skin was sweaty. We were both moving together, the rhythm was steady and fluid.

"I-I can't hold it much longer," I confessed, the pleasure building up. Nayeon didn't reply. All that escaped her was a gasp, and her pussy clamped down even more. The tightness was too much. The pleasure was intense, and the tingling sensation was unbearable.

"Sh-shit," I managed, my voice weak and trembling. Nayeon didn't seem to be fairing any better.

"Don't stop, I'm so close," She groaned, her body moving.

"Yeah? Me too," I breathed. Nayeon let out a strained chuckle and pressed her lips to mine. They were soft, and the kiss was rough and hungry. Our tongues wrestled and fought, and the taste was amazing. I didn't have time to process it, the pleasure and pressure were reaching its limits.

"Ah-ah," Nayeon gasped. She was first, her climax coming unexpectedly. It seemed to have hit her fast and hard, her body shaking and convulsing. Her nails were digging into my skin, and her moans were loud and breathy. Her pussy was tight, and the wetness was leaking out in a rush, the liquid coating my length. The warmness was a nice contrast to the wetness and her walls clamping down.

"Nayeon, Nayeon," I managed. She didn't answer. Her orgasm was too much, and her pussy was still clenching and milking.

"Shit, Nayeon, f-fuck," I groaned. The pressure snapped, and the tension unraveled. A wave of pleasure shot through me, and I couldn't control myself.

"C-cumming, shit," I moaned, my hips thrusting on their own. Rope after rope, spurt after spurt, shot from the tip of my cock, releasing itself deep within her. My load was heavy and thick, the liquid was warm. Each time a spurt of semen was released, I felt a tingle of satisfaction.

"Oh, yes," Nayeon breathed. Her orgasm lasted longer for a few more moments, and by the time we both finished, she slumped over. Her head rested against my shoulder, her hot breath tickling my neck.

"Fuck," She sighed, the pleasure subsiding. I felt the same way.

"That was...great," I sighed.

"Mhm, very great," She nodded, her arms weakly wrapping around my back, pulling me into a hug. "That was a fun way to end the session."

"I think it was a productive session," I replied, making her laugh.

"Sure," Nayeon shrugged. "Next time, if you really want, we can actually study."

"And if I want this again?" I asked, curious and hopeful.

"Then you'd have to earn it," She answered, her voice teasing. "And that starts with studying."

"Well then," I chuckled, "I'll try and get the grades."

Thursday | December 7th, 2023 | 3:43 PM

I wiped my dick clean, savoring the texture of the red lace before eventually bundling them up and placing it in my pocket. A pair of red, lacy panties had a new home, and my collection was only getting bigger. I tucked my dick back into my boxers and zipped up my pants, a smile growing on my lips.

The satisfaction was there, the fulfillment was completed. I whipped my head around, making sure I didn't leave a trace of my presence in her room. Nothing seemed to be touched or moved, and her dresser drawer was shut tight.

"Holy fuck," I sighed. Everything was perfect. I proceeded to quietly walk out of her bedroom, and back into the living room. My heart was beating, and the high from stealing and jerking off was still running its course. The air seemed like it smelled like me, and the scent of sex was in the air.

My hands were shaking, and my breathing was quick. The adrenaline was still there, and I could feel it coursing through me. I was sweating, and my body was warm. My feet moved, and my body gravitated towards the front door. Then I stopped, and my ears perked up, listening for that sound.

In the quiet, the soft breathing and the snoring were the loudest. The rhythmic sounds were coming from Sullyoon's room, her snores and deep breaths were unmistakable. For a second, I thought about leaving, just like I was about to. The idea of being caught by the other roommate was daunting, and the fear was enough to send shivers down my spine.

"Fuck," I cursed. It was quiet. There was no one in the living room or the kitchen. All I could hear was the sound of the clock ticking, the heater running, and the snoring of the other roommate. My body moved without my permission. There was a force driving me, a desire pulling me in. I didn't realize the power of temptation, and how hard it was to resist the urge.

Slowly, I approached Sullyoon's door, and the sound was clearer than before. The door was closed, and my hands wrapped around the doorknob, slowly turning and pushing the door open. The snores were louder and the breathing was even clear. The scent of vanilla and lavender hit my nostrils and a wave of goosebumps spread across my arms.

It was cold, but I felt a flush of warmth in my body. My head was telling me to leave, that this was wrong and stupid, and yet the rest of me wanted to step further in. I knew the risk, the fear, the anxiety, the dread, all of it was real. However, the lust, the excitement, the desire was far stronger.

With a shaky breath, I slowly poked my head in, taking a peek into her bedroom. My vision was filled with pastel pink, from the furniture, her decor, and the bed that the figure was resting in. In the center, under the covers, was the sleeping form of a girl, snuggled comfortably into the pillows.

I stepped in and closed the door behind me. The click was deafening and my heart leapt into my throat. "This is so fucked," I murmured to myself, feeling the guilt and anxiety building.

I should just go, like right now. If I leave, I'll be able to escape, and the risk of getting caught will be eliminated. The voice of logic was yelling, trying to snap me out of the daze. My feet stayed still, glued to the floor and I watched the figure shift in the bed. The blankets were lifted, and the form turned towards the other side, giving me a full view of her face.

"Fuck," I gasped. Sullyoon was a beautiful girl, stunning even. With a slim face, a button nose, and pouty lips, she was adorable and cute. Her face was relaxed, and her expression was serene. There was a slight furrow of her brow, and a frown tugging at her lips. I wondered what she was dreaming about, and whether or not she was having a nightmare.

Her hair was dark brown and fanned out across the pillow. With the lights off and the only source being the window, the rays of sunlight gave her an angelic glow. My mind was screaming, yelling for me to leave, and yet I couldn't. My legs were refusing to move, and I couldn't tear my eyes away.

It was like I was trapped in a trance, unable to control my actions. That much was obvious when my eyes found the dresser across the room. The pull was strong, and the desire was growing.

I held my breath, taking slow and small steps towards the dresser. Each step felt like a mile and the time was passing by in slow motion. It felt like I was a spectator, watching the events unfold in front of me and being powerless to stop it. Once I stood in front of the dresser, my hand wrapped around the handle of the top drawer, and pulled it open.

There was a slight noise from the creak that came from opening the drawer, and I stopped, watching Sullyoon for any sort of waking reaction. Her chest rose and fell with each breath and her eyebrows furrowed before relaxing again. The sigh that left her lips made me shiver, and the butterflies in my stomach were going crazy.

Inside the top drawer, there were just shirts. My eyes scanned the contents and I slowly closed it, before moving on to the bottom drawer instead. Inside was the treasure I was looking for, an organized set of bras and panties. There was an assortment of colors and styles, from the basic cotton ones, to the more flamboyant and cute pairs.

My eyes scanned, and the gears in my brain were working hard. The panties I took from Nayeon were still burning a hole in my pocket, but the opportunity to add another pair was right here in front of me. My hands reached forward, picking up a bright pink pair with little red hearts patterned all over.

"Holy fuck," I sighed. They were adorable, the pink was vibrant and the pattern was cute. The texture was soft, and the smell of laundry detergent wafted from it. There was something innocent about the design, and the thought of  wrapping the fabric around my cock and cumming onto it was making me twitch.

My body moved, and before I knew it, I was already pushing down my pants and boxers. The cold air caused goosebumps on my thighs, but I couldn't be bothered. My gaze was stuck to the drawer in front of me, and my fingers were holding the hem of the panties. Slowly, I pushed the underwear down, feeling the cold air hit the warm flesh.

With a sigh, I pushed my hardening cock out, feeling the head swell and throb. Pre-cum was already forming at the tip, and using the pink panties, I wrapped them around the shaft and started stroking. I craned my head, peering over my shoulder and seeing Sullyoon fast asleep.

She was sleeping peacefully, the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest was the most important thing. The quiet breaths that escaped her parted lips were a song, and I found myself entranced. With a shaky breath, I slowly stroked myself, feeling the material hug the shaft and squeeze.

The friction made me quietly grunt, and the precum leaking from my tip was aiding in the movement. My hand squeezed and pulled, and I could feel the panties tightening as my shaft grew bigger in my hand.

The tingling sensation was starting to spread, and I could feel the climax building. It was the anticipation that got me, the thrill and the excitement. There was a high, an intoxication that came from the possibility of getting caught. The fear was there, but it only heightened the feeling and amplified the sensations.

It was like a drug, and I was addicted. My knees popped quietly as I stood up from the ground, and I was standing, with my pants and boxers around my ankles. I kept pumping, the panties wrapped around my cock were getting tighter and tighter, and the smell of sex was strong.

My eyes were locked on the sleeping figure, her unknowing expression made me harder. Once again, my body moved, and the urge was impossible to deny. Without hesitation, I quietly walked over towards her bed, standing beside the sleeping figure. Looking down, I admired her beauty.

She looked so innocent, so pure, and yet here I was, staring down at her, while jerking off in her bedroom. I began to curse and scream in my head when my hand reached out, and hovered over her shoulder. With a shaky breath, my fingers landed on the edge of her blanket and gently lifted.

I was in shock when I pulled her blanket off, exposing her to the open air. Her sleeping outfit was a simple shirt, and a pair of shorts. The thin fabric of her shirt clung to her form, and I could see the outline of her bra underneath. I felt my breath hitch when the blanket was at her knees, and her smooth, bare legs were revealed.

"Fucking hell," I whispered. Her legs were perfect, and the skin looked soft. Her shirt was riding up her body, revealing her soft midriff and the small sliver of fabric between her shorts and shirt. For some reason, the itty bitty, mere sight of her light blue panties was turning me on more than I realized.

That was when I noticed it, her shorts were riding up as well. It was hard to notice, but with her sleeping on her side, and her shorts snuggled tightly around her crotch, it was evident. I was staring straight at the nicest cameltoe I have ever seen. The way her lips were being tugged inwards, the way her shorts outlined the shape of her pussy, it was driving me wild.

"Oh fuck," I moaned out loud on accident, and froze when I saw Sullyoon shift. She groaned, and turned to her other side, the new position exposing the curve of her ass and the way her shorts were snug against her. My cock was pulsing, the urge to cum was stronger, and I knew it was coming.

Sullyoon's chest rose and fell, and her eyes twitched behind her eyelids. A soft noise escaped her lips and the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like mad. She was the object of my lust, the star in my dirty fantasies. She was the focus of the daydream, and the reason why the fabric around my dick was growing wet.

The circle around me laughed, and I joined in after seeing the bottle that was spun landing on Sullyoon. I've never met the girl before tonight's party, but what I could see from across the room was someone who was a little shy. Her smile was small, and she seemed to keep to herself and it definitely looked like she got dragged out of her room by her roommate, Nayeon.

Nakyung and I, Nayeon and her roommate, and the other members of the student association Nakyung and Nayeon were apart of, were surrounding the kitchen island in a circle. Us being tipsy college students with unhinged sexual tension, we decided to play a little game of spin the bottle mixed with seven minutes in heaven rules.

I got to watch Nakyung and some other boy walk into Nayeon's room earlier, and it was definitely an experience. She must've made that boy's entire week, and it was obvious by the state of his clothes afterwards when he walked back out. I had a turn earlier as well, and while it was just a bit of over-the-clothes grinding, the girl, Mina, definitely knew how to move her hips.

The bottle in the middle was pointing straight at Sullyoon, who had a nervous smile on her face. I stared at her, admiring the way her eyes would flicker around and the way she'd nibble on her lower lip.

She was definitely a cutie, and I wouldn't mind spending some one-on-one time with her. I smiled when our eyes met, and she flinched, turning away quickly. Nayeon laughed, "C'mon Sullyoon, spin it!" The preppy girl was egging her on, and I laughed when Sullyoon shot her a disturbed side eye.

With a sigh, she reached forward and spun the empty soju bottle, the group around us cheering as it went. The bottle was spinning, and I could feel the suspense build as it slowed. Then, it came to a halt, the mouth pointed right at me. My heart felt like it jumped into my throat, and I tried to maintain a cool expression.

"Alright you two, let's get going," Nayeon chuckled, pushing Sullyoon away from the island. The girl yelped and glared at her roommate, but didn't do anything to fight back. Sullyoon looked back at me and quickly averted her gaze when we made eye contact. She was so shy and adorable.

"Have fun," Nayeon chuckled. Although we've been using Nayeon's room the whole game, for some reason, she guided us towards Sullyoon's bedroom instead. She opened the door, and ushered us inside, "Don't go too crazy now," she laughed before shutting the door. Instinctively, I locked the door from inside on the off chance we’d get bothered by the others.

"Hi," I greeted. The silence was uncomfortable, and Sullyoon was obviously nervous. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes were downcast, and she was biting her lower lip.

"Hi," she whispered back, looking up at me for a bit before looking back down. Her shoulders were tense, and her fingers were fiddling with the hem of her shirt. There was an awkwardness between us, and I was struggling to figure out how to start a conversation.

"Your room is cute," I chuckled, trying to make her more comfortable. Although it was hard since the lights were off and the only light source was the moonlight streaming in through her window, her room was definitely girly, and the pastel colors and decor was something you'd see from a girly girl.

"Thanks," she muttered. Her eyes flickered up to me, before darting back down. She was so adorable.

"Are you alright?" I asked, taking a step closer to her. She was stiff, and the anxiety was radiating off of her. It was almost palpable, and the way she looked at me made the blood rush straight down. I was still in heat from that grind session from Mina earlier, so forgive me if I was still sensitive.

"Yeah, yeah, just... um," she trailed off. "I'm sorry, it's my first time playing this game." She sounded so unsure of herself, and her voice was small and soft. She was so quiet and shy. "My stupid roommate thought this would be a good way for me to 'let loose' and be more comfortable around boys," she said.

"Oh, well, we don't have to do anything," I replied. The truth was, the sight of her and the sound of her voice was enough to get me excited to spend seven minutes in heaven with her. However, I didn't want her to think that she had no say in this. This was supposed to be fun, and I wanted her to be comfortable.

"It's okay," she said, shaking her head. "I trust Nayeon." Her voice was still shaky and unsteady, but the way her eyes lingered on me gave me a little bit of hope.

"How about we start off with some basic introductions?" I asked. "We can take a seat on your bed." I gestured to the neatly made bed. Sullyoon nodded, and walked past me. I noticed that she was avoiding my gaze, and her cheeks were flushed a light pink.

I followed behind her, sitting beside her and making sure to keep a decent distance. We both sat on the edge, and while the mattress wasn't big, it felt like a mile separated us. As I admired her from the side, her head stayed fixated forward, not wanting to meet my eyes.

"Well, my name's Minjae, and I'm a computer science major," I introduced, "Nakyung invited me to come, even though this was supposed to be a party for the student activities committee." Sullyoon looked up at me and blinked, a small smile on her face.

"I'm Sullyoon," she replied, "and I'm undecided for now." She sighed, her fingers still playing with the hem of her shirt.

"Nice to meet you," I chuckled, reaching a hand out to her. Sullyoon hesitated, but eventually grabbed it. Her hands were warm and soft, and she had a firm grip. I could see her blushing as we shook hands, and her smile was growing.

"Nice to meet you," she replied, letting go. She tucked her hair behind her ear and her eyes flickered around the room, not meeting mine. I stared at her, watching her reaction, eventually letting out a little chuckle.

"Sorry if this is a little awkward," I admitted, leaning back a little. "It's probably my fault. I'll shut up now and let the time ride out." That seemed to get a reaction out of Sullyoon.

"No, no, you're fine," she stuttered, looking over at me. She was still a blushing mess, and the sight was making me a little giddy. "If I'm being honest, I'm glad the bottle landed on you." Her voice was so soft, and she was looking away from me again, embarrassed. "I'm not into the other boys like that." It was like her voice disappeared into thin air.

"Is that so?" I chuckled, shifting in place. "Well I'm glad it landed on me too, I wouldn't get to spend this bit of time with such a pretty girl." The words slipped from my lips, and there was no taking them back. Sullyoon looked back up at me, her eyes wide, and the blush on her face was spreading.

We sat there in silence for a little bit, not knowing what else to say. The tension between us was growing, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist any longer. I wanted her.

"I wonder how much longer we have," I spoke, breaking the silence. Sullyoon looked over at me, and I caught her staring, her cheeks still pink and her gaze darting away from me. "What do you think?"

"I dunno," she mumbled. I didn't break away from looking at her, and eventually, she had to meet my gaze. The tension was there, and it was growing. There was an unspoken question lingering in the air, and the longer I stared at her, the more apparent it was becoming.

"Do you want to kiss?" I asked, the tipsy words slipping from my mouth. Sullyoon's eyes widened and her cheeks flared a bright pink. I chuckled, not meaning to actually ask her, and yet I did. Her silence was making the anxiety build in my stomach, and the tension was thick.

"It doesn't have to be anything special," I continued. "Just a little peck." Her eyes were staring at me, and they were filled with an emotion I couldn't pinpoint. It was a mixture of confusion, shock, and desire, all mixed into one.

"Um," she muttered, her breath shaky and unsteady. "If it's not special, then why?" It was a good question, and honestly, I didn't have a concrete answer. The truth was, the more I looked at her, the more attracted to her I became. She was a cutie, and the thought of feeling her soft, pouty lips was driving me wild.

"You're a pretty girl, and I'm curious," I admitted. I could feel my cheeks burning up as well, and I tried to not sound so lame. I didn't know how successful I was. Sullyoon blushed a deeper red, and she couldn't hold eye contact.

"O-okay," she muttered, her eyes still darting away from mine.

"Okay?" I repeated, surprised that she agreed. Sullyoon nodded, and turned to face me a little more. "Yeah, okay." She looked down, a small smile on her face. as if she was building up her courage. Her body shifted, and she was turning her whole body towards me.

The two of us were looking at each other, the anticipation was building. With a shaky breath, her eyes closed, and she leaned towards me. The gap between us was closing, and the closer she came, the harder my heart was beating. Naturally, my body leaned forward and my arm reached forward, landing on the bed next to her to hold myself up.

Our lips were millimeters apart, and the warmth of her body was radiating towards me. Then, with a gentle, soft touch, her lips landed on mine. It was brief, a quick peck, and her lips were warm. The scent and taste of her lips made me light-headed, and when we pulled away, my heart was pounding.

We pulled away at the same time, looking at each other and giggling. We both had embarrassed smiles on our faces, and I could feel my face heat up. My gaze went back to her, and Sullyoon looked back, meeting my eyes. The moment we made eye contact, there was a change.

"How was that?" I asked, breaking the silence. The atmosphere between us was changing, and the way she was looking at me was different.

"It was nice," she muttered. She looked like she wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words. We held eye contact, and eventually, she had enough.

"What are you thinking?" I chuckled, tilting my head. Her gaze was intense, and the look on her face was making my heart race.

"Do you wanna..." she began, her voice trailing off. "I want to do it again." She was embarrassed, and her words were hesitant. "Is that okay?" Her eyes were hopeful, and she had a cute expression.

"Sure," I replied, "it's not like the time limit's gonna stop us." My reply seemed to put her mind at ease. Sullyoon bit her lower lip, and nodded, looking away from me.

"I want to try it with tongue," she said.

"Okay." I replied, more or less surprised she wanted to push it further. 

She nodded, her gaze falling on my lips. Then, slowly, she leaned forward. The gap between us was closing once again, and I met her halfway. Our lips met once more, but this time, she didn't pull away. They were warm and soft, and the taste was making me dizzy.

The kiss was innocent, and her lips moved against mine with uncertainty. It was like she was trying to figure out what to do. Slowly, her body leaned forward, and the distance between us was shortening. My eyes fluttered shut, and the only thing on my mind was the girl in front of me.

I could feel her tongue poking out, and the sensation of her wet tongue gliding against my lips was electric. My lips parted and her tongue was entering my mouth, and her hands were finding purchase on my chest. The kiss was heating up, and the taste of her tongue was making me crazy.

Our tongues were sliding against each other, and I could hear her whimpers. It was hard to hold back, and I could feel her melting into the kiss. My hand found the small of her back, to which I felt her lips flinch and her hips twitch. She moaned, and her hips pressed into my touch.

My arm wrapped around her, and my other hand went to the back of her head. The kiss was growing messy, and the taste of her was intoxicating. Her arms went up and around my neck, pulling us closer. I could feel her body press into mine, and her thighs rubbed together.

Eventually, we had to pull apart, and when we did, our faces were burning and we were gasping for breath. The air was thick, and the look on her face was turning me on. Sullyoon's cheeks were red, her eyes were glossed over, and her lips were swollen and wet. Once we caught our breaths, she snapped out of her trance and realized what was going on.

"Sorry," she stuttered, pushing herself off of me. "That got a little intense." She was back to avoiding my gaze again, and her face was a deep shade of pink. I was speechless, and that kiss was making me crave her more.

"Yeah," I chuckled, running my hand through my hair. My cock was hard, and the kiss made me forget about everything. All that mattered was her. "You did good," I whispered, a smile on my face. Sullyoon looked at me and giggled.

"Thanks," she replied, her hands going back to the hem of her shirt. They toyed with the fabric, and I watched her every move. What can I say or do?

"We don't have to stop, you know," I muttered, scooting a little closer to her. The way she reacted, it was almost instinctual. She shifted away from me, a blush on her cheeks.

"W-what do you mean?" she asked, looking away.

"We can continue," I spoke, my eyes lingering on her. "If you're okay with it." My eyes were locked onto her lips, and the kiss was fresh in my memory. My hand reached up towards her shoulder, and I could feel her freeze when I made contact. I squeezed her shoulder, sliding down to her bicep and caressing the flesh.

Sullyoon shuddered and let out a soft whimper, and her body shifted. She was looking away, and the look on her face was unintelligible. It was like a mixture of desire and nervousness, and her gaze was downcast.

"Minjae," she spoke, her voice soft and unsure.

"We don't have to," I replied. "If you don't want to, then that's okay." I smiled, wanting her to know that she was in control. She looked like she was in turmoil, and it was clear that she was having an internal debate. Eventually she squeaked out a response, her voice small and shy.

"I don't mind."

"Really?" I asked.

"I-I liked the kiss," she confessed, a deep blush on her cheeks.

"Yeah?"

"Y-yeah," she muttered. The tension between us was thick, and the lust was building. My mind was hazy, and all that mattered was the beautiful girl in front of me.

"Come here," I whispered, wrapping my hand around her wrist. I pulled us up off the bed, letting the two of us stand in the middle of her room. Her eyes were filled with hesitation and desire, and her breathing was erratic.

"I'm going to touch you, is that fine?" I asked, looking down at her. She was staring up at me, and it was on her face how nervous she was. Her body was tense, and her fingers were fidgeting. Sullyoon nodded, a silent yes, and she looked away.

"If you're uncomfortable, just tell me to stop," I told her, taking a step forward. Our bodies were a few inches apart, and I could feel her warm breath. Her hands were shaking, and the nervousness was radiating off of her.

"Okay," she replied. "Thank you." She smiled up at me, and the sight made my heart jump. My hands reached for her hips, and she flinched, a little yelp escaping her lips. Her waist was thin, and the curves were enticing. Locking eyes with her, I gave her a squeeze, feeling her body jolt in response.

"Relax," I cooed, rubbing circles with my thumb. "You're tensing up too much." She looked away, embarrassed, and her body began to relax.

"Sorry," she mumbled, looking down. "It's my first time doing this." Her voice was shaking.

"Hey, you don't have to apologize," I replied, trying to reassure her. My hand slipped underneath the bottom of her shirt and found her warm and soft skin. Her breathing was shallow and uneven, and the sounds she was making were cute.

Slowly, I let my hands trail up, bringing the shirt with me. Sullyoon didn't react, and the only sign that she was okay with it was the blush on her face and the fact that she didn't stop me. I lifted the shirt up and over her chest, exposing her body to me. She didn't say anything, but I could hear her breath hitch.

The shirt was tossed to the floor, and my eyes were locked onto her body. Her bra was white and frilly, and the mounds underneath were small.

"You're doing good," I spoke, looking down at her. She wouldn't meet my eyes, but I didn't mind this time. Instead, my hands went for her waist, and the flesh was so smooth and warm. They trailed up her body, taking her bra with them.

My fingertips brushed against the underside of her breasts, and Sullyoon whimpered. They were firm, and they felt so nice in my hands. With a smirk, I began to knead her flesh, feeling her up and watching her reaction. Her breathing was shallow and she was staring down at my hands.

"Your breasts are soft," I complimented. Sullyoon let out a small whimper, and she bit her lip. The blush was still there, and her eyes were hazy. I let go of her breasts and slid my hands down, caressing her sides and waist. She flinched again, feeling my thumbs slip into the waistband of her shorts.

"I'm going to take your shorts off," I said, giving her a look. "Are you alright with that?" She nodded and looked down at my hands, awaiting the inevitable. I hooked my fingers on either side and tugged them down, the shorts coming off. They were tight and form fitting, and I could see the shape of her panties through the fabric.

With the shorts off, they were added to the pile, and I stepped back, admiring the beautiful girl in front of me. She was so stunning. My eyes traveled along her body, and eventually landed on her face. She was still shy, but her body was relaxed, and I could tell that she was starting to enjoy herself.

I sat back down onto the bed, leaning back and taking in the view. Sullyoon's cheeks reddened even more, and her arms crossed, holding herself. She was trying to hide her exposed body, and the way her legs rubbed together was hot. I was tantalized by the cameltoe her panties created, and the outline of her labia was obvious.

She looked like she wanted to run, her eyes darting to the door and back at me. The silence between us was palpable, and the tension was heavy. I reached forward and grabbed the front of her panties, and with a light tug, pulled her closer. She let out a short gasp, feeling the underwear she wore ride further up her crotch.

I was amused by the massive cameltoe I was causing. Sullyoon was standing on her tiptoes, the fabric of her panties stretching and riding up, forming a perfect outline of her pussy. With a grin, I looked up at her and released her panties. She wobbled and regained her balance, the blush still apparent.

"Take your underwear and bra off for me," I told her, leaning back. My voice was calm, and I sounded a lot more confident than I was. Her eyes were wide, and it was like the order had been a shock. "I won't do it, that's your responsibility."

She was frozen in place, and her arms were still crossed, trying to hide her naked chest. It took a moment for the command to sink in, but eventually, she reacted. Her arms uncrossed, and with shaking hands, went behind her back. Sullyoon struggled for a moment, her arms not long enough, and the clasp of her bra was in the back.

I watched, amused, as she tried to unhook the metal, failing several times. With a frown, she finally did it, and the garment loosened. Slowly, the straps slid down her shoulders and fell off. She tossed the bra onto the floor and then looked down at her panties, and her fingers grabbed the waistband.

It was slow, but her panties were pulled down, and her labia came into view. They were puffy and bare of any hair. They were perfect, and the sight made me want to ravish her. With the underwear pooling at her ankles, she stepped out of them and was now completely naked.

The shyness was still present, but it was being pushed away by the lust growing in the air. I was getting turned on, and I could feel my erection growing. The thought of being inside of her was making me dizzy, and my hand subconsciously went for the front of my jeans, pressing against the bulge.

"I have a surprise for you," I grinned, grabbing her hips. Sullyoon's body jumped, and her hands were grabbing onto my shoulders. The skin on skin contact was electrifying, and her soft, smooth flesh was driving me crazy.

"Wha-what?" she stuttered, a confused expression on her face. My grip on her waist tightened, and my eyes met hers. The lust and desire were overpowering, and the urge to taste her was strong. I twisted and pushed her down onto the bed while I stood up. Sullyoon didn't react and let herself be manhandled.

Moving on my own, I started to strip myself of clothing, taking my shirt and jeans off, and lastly, my boxers. The sight of her made me horny, and my cock was rock hard. Her eyes went straight for it, and the moment she saw it, she gasped. The sight of my dick in her face made her body freeze.

"W-Wow." was all she could say. She didn't know what to do, or even how to react.

"Let me have you," My question came out as more of a command. "Just trust me." She didn't respond, instead laying there in front of me, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed. Sullyoon looked away, a slight frown on her face, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

"It'll be okay, I'll talk you through it," I reassured her, hoping that would ease her anxiety. I placed my hand on her cheek, and the sudden contact made her flinch. She didn't pull away, though, and let me do as I pleased.

"Okay," she replied, her voice soft.

"You're doing good," I spoke. A smile was growing on my face, and the thought of her lips on my cock was tantalizing. My free hand was wrapped around my dick, and with a gentle stroke, I moved my fist along the length. Sullyoon was watching, and the expression on her face was priceless.

"Open up for me," I instructed, my voice husky. Her lips parted, and the warm air of her breath was hot on my cock. Without another word, I leaned forward, and the head of my dick made contact with her soft, wet tongue. Sullyoon moaned, and the feeling of her mouth was amazing.

I slowly entered her mouth, and her beautiful lips naturally closed around my shaft. Her tongue was rubbing the bottom of my cock, and the warmth was driving me crazy. She was inexperienced, but the eagerness was more than enough. My hips began to move, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth.

I could feel her suck and pull on me, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity throughout my body. Her tongue was lapping at the head, and I could hear the wet, lewd sounds she was making. It was clear how much she was enjoying herself.

"You're a natural," I spoke, letting my hips continue the steady rhythm. She wasn't responding, and the only noises were her lewd, sloppy sucking and the smack of her lips. The look on her face was cute, and the pleasure was clear. It was almost as if the two of us were having sex, the pleasure was immense.

Her lips were perfect, and her mouth was like heaven. The wet, warm suction was pushing me close to the edge, and the pleasure was indescribable. I could feel her tongue rub the underside of my dick, and the pleasure was mind blowing.

Eventually, the pace picked up, and my cock was thrusting in and out of her mouth faster. Her lips were tightly sealed, and the slurping was growing louder. With every push, her tongue would rub the underside of my dick. I could feel her hands hesitantly find their place on my thighs, her fingers eventually gripping me tightly.

My own hands found their way to her head, and they began to gently caress her. My fingers ran through her hair, and the soft, silky strands felt amazing. Sullyoon moaned, her mouth vibrating around my dick. My hands gripped the back of her head, and with a sharp thrust, my cock was pushed all the way inside.

Her mouth was pressed up against the base, and her throat was stretched. The feeling was euphoric, and the tightness was pushing me over the edge. She gagged, and her face turned red, tears pricking her eyes. She looked up at me, and her lips were still firmly around my shaft.

Fuck, me. Those cute, teary eyes were making me lose it, and I couldn't help but smile.

"Sorry," I muttered, pulling out a little. "I should've warned you." Sullyoon's eyes were watery, and her nose was a little runny. With my cock still buried in her mouth, I gave her a soft look, wanting her to know that it wasn't on purpose. I gave her a minute to compose herself before I began moving again, letting her know that I was sorry.

The pleasure was building, and the warmth was driving me crazy.

"Keep this pace," I breathed, my voice shaky. "I'm getting close." I could feel her start sucking again, and her mouth was doing its job. Her tongue was pressing against the head and underside, and the lewd noises were driving me insane.

It didn't take long, and after a few minutes of thrusting, the pressure was building.

"I'm going to cum," I groaned, feeling the tension grow. Sullyoon whimpered, the vibrations traveling along my cock and intensifying the pleasure. She looked nervous, and the fear was growing on her face. Her body froze, and the movement of her mouth halted. I could see the hesitation and the panic.

Valuing her comfort, I stopped my thrusting and pulled out, letting my dick pop out from between her lips. It was glistening, covered in her saliva. Her face was flushed, and the tears were still present. My breathing was erratic, and the orgasm was still building. My hand found her hair again, and I brushed the loose strands away from her eyes.

"Don't be afraid," I muttered, looking into her eyes. "Just let it happen." My fingers trailed along her cheek, and with a deep breath, I brushed her pretty lips with my thumb. Her mouth opened, and she didn't resist. Sullyoon looked unsure, but the building lust in her eyes said otherwise.

My thumb played with her bottom lip before slipping past and resting on her tongue. It was warm and wet, and I could feel her breathing on my hand. A grin grew on my face, and the lust was winning. She was so beautiful. As I pressed down, she naturally relaxed her mouth and her tongue dropped out.

My free hand wrapped around my cock and positioned the tip above her open mouth, and her eyes fixated on it. Her tongue was hanging out, and the sight was amazing. Sullyoon was frozen, and her face was burning.

"Be a good girl for me," I whispered, a smirk on my face. I rested the tip of my dick on top of her tongue, pointing towards the back of her mouth. Sullyoon was stiff, and she looked up at me with a hazy expression. The look in her eyes was lustful, and her cheeks were bright red.

"Just finish me off," I told her. With that, I grabbed her hands off of my thighs and guided them to my penis. Her fingers were soft and warm, and they wrapped around my dick. The touch sent a jolt of pleasure through me, and her hands were gentle.

"Go ahead," I instructed, letting her go. "Touch it, stroke it." My hand fell onto the top of her head, and I could feel her hair between my fingers. Her hands started to move, and her thumbs pressed against the base of my shaft. With a gasp, I let out a shudder and the pressure started to build again.

"That's it, just like that," I breathed, staring down at her. The way she was touching me was so good, and her gentle caresses were making my body weak. The pleasure was growing, and the heat was rising. Sullyoon's grip tightened, and her hands stroked my shaft. The sensation was driving me wild, and her fingers were doing their job.

With a moan, I threw my head back. It didn't take long, and before I knew it, I was ready to burst. The pressure was too much, and with a groan, the tension released.

"Fuuuck," I moaned, my hips bucking forward.

The cum shot from the head and onto her tongue. I could see her tense up and flinch, the taste new to her. She didn't move her head and kept stroking me, trying to make the pleasure last as long as possible for me. My orgasm was intense, and the relief was incredible.

Sullyoon's hands continued, milking the rest of the cum out of me and into her mouth. With every pump, I could see her tongue move. The white, sticky substance coated the inside, and eventually, she closed her lips, sealing them shut. Her eyes were filled with confusion and embarrassment, but there was something else.

She swallowed, the gulp audible. It was sexy, and the sight was so arousing. Her fingers were covered in cum, and the tip of my cock was coated in it. With a smirk, I leaned forward, and her eyes widened. She was staring up at me, and her mouth opened.

"You did good," I said, leaning back and giving her a warm smile. "How was it?" Sullyoon didn't answer and simply looked away, too embarrassed to say anything. Her hands were shaking, and the blush was still apparent. She was still naked, and the sight of her was driving me wild.

"I'm gonna put it inside of you," I grinned, a mischievous look in my eyes. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson, and her eyes were wide.

"W-Wait, wha-what?" she stammered, taken aback by my forwardness.

"Sure, aren't you curious how it feels," I teased, letting my hands trail along her thighs. She was tense, and the soft, warm flesh felt amazing. I could see her clench, and the movement was hot seeing her entire naked body tense up. 

My thumb rubbed her thigh and slipped between, grazing the sensitive area. Her labia were smooth, and the outline of her pussy was perfect. She flinched, and the moan that escaped her lips was adorable. With a chuckle, I slid my finger along the slit, the touch making her body twitch. Her fingers were curling, and the way she was acting was hot.

"You've been getting wet," I commented, looking at the arousal dripping from her entrance. "I think you want it." Sullyoon bit her lip, and her hands gripped the bed. With a gentle stroke, my fingers rubbed her slit, and the sounds she was making were lewd. The tip of my finger brushed her labia, and her legs instinctively closed.

I pushed her thighs apart and continued to touch her, feeling the soft, sensitive skin. I was tantalized, and the urge to shove my cock in was growing. She was moaning, and the way her body was reacting was intoxicating. The pleasure was growing, and her juices were dripping.

"I'm going to make you feel good," I reassured her, sliding my finger between her labia. Her body was twitching, and the sounds were hot. "Trust me."

"W-wait!" she cried, her voice shaky. "I-I've never-" Her sentence was cut short when the tip of my finger found her entrance. Sullyoon yelped and her hands were grabbing my arm. The sudden contact made me chuckle, and the feeling was amazing.

"Just trust me," I repeated, giving her a reassuring look. My finger slipped past the resistance and slid inside. Her insides were warm and wet, and the walls were squeezing me. She was tight, and the sensation was electrifying. With a slow pace, I started moving my finger, pumping in and out.

Her hands were on my forearm, and her body was trembling.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, looking down at her. Sullyoon shook her head and bit her lip, the look on her face a mix of confusion and pleasure. She was squirming, and the movements she was making were turning me on.

"Good," I replied, continuing to pump. The sounds her pussy was making were hot, and the juices were leaking onto the bed. Her walls were tight, and the resistance was strong. Her muscles were tensing, and I could see her legs shake.

"I'm going to put two fingers inside," I said, watching her expression. "Relax."

"O-okay," she replied, her voice shaking.

Without warning, I slipped a second finger inside, and her pussy sucked me in. Sullyoon gasped, her hands gripping the sheets. Her insides were tight, and the juices were dripping. She was soaking, and her labia were slick.

The way her pussy was sucking me in was amazing, and her soft, wet walls were so inviting. She was tight, and the pleasure was mind-numbing. With a smirk, I pushed both of my fingers deep inside, and she yelped. Her body tensed up, and her muscles were twitching.

"Fuck, your insides are amazing," I muttered, sliding my fingers in and out.

"D-don't say tha-ahhh!" she moaned, her body shaking. Her thighs were squeezing, and the way her pussy was clenching was so hot. Sullyoon's hips bucked, and her breathing was shallow. The sounds of my fingers moving inside were erotic, and her juices were dripping onto the sheets.

"Not too bad, right?" I chuckled, my fingers exploring her insides. "How does it feel?" Her lips were pursed, and her eyes were clenched shut. Sullyoon wasn't answering, and the only noise was the wet, sloshing sound her pussy was making.

"Y-yes," she groaned, her legs shaking. I laughed, amused by her reaction. Her body was getting used to it, and the pleasure was obvious. She was trying to hide it, but the way her pussy was clenching gave it away.

"I think you're ready for the real thing," I grinned, a mischievous look in my eye. Without another word, I pulled my fingers out, and she moaned. The lewd, wet sound was hot, and her pussy was empty.

"Wait," she spoke, a worried look on her face. "Is it... going to fit?" The question made me smile, and the lust was growing.

"It'll be fine," I reassured her. "We'll go slow, and I'll be gentle." Sullyoon didn't respond and just bit her lip, unsure of what to do.

"Don't worry, just trust me," I whispered, moving myself closer. "I'll keep talking you through it."

"Okay," she breathed, her voice shaky.

"Get on your back for me," I instructed. Sullyoon obliged, and with a little bit of help, her body was now fully on the bed. With a grin, I took the opportunity and climbed onto the mattress, crawling towards her. She was laying down, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

My hands moved, and they found their way to her legs, rubbing her calves and thighs. I could feel the smooth, silky skin beneath my fingers. I could see her body twitch, and the reaction was cute. My touch was gentle, and her legs were shaking.

"Spread your legs," I told her. Her knees bent, and her legs were pushed apart, exposing her glistening pussy. The sight was erotic, and the thought of being inside was driving me crazy.

I shuffled myself closer, positioning my cock between her thighs. My body was hovering over her, and the view was amazing. She looked up at me, her eyes wide, and a worried look on her face.

"I'm gonna put it inside," I told her, a gentle smile on my face. "Ready?"

"Y-Yes," she responded. Her voice was low, and the nervousness was apparent.

"Here I go," I breathed, my fingers wrapping around the shaft. With a slow, gentle stroke, I slid my cock between her thighs, and the feeling was incredible. She was soaked, and the arousal was dripping from her entrance.

With a gentle push, the tip of my cock brushed her labia, and the contact made her body tense. Her breathing picked up, and the look on her face was one of both pleasure and nervousness. Sullyoon was frozen, and her eyes were clenched shut.

"I'm going to put it inside," I muttered, positioning the head above her pussy.

"A-Alright," she breathed. Her hands were gripping the sheets, and her legs were shaking.

Without another word, I pressed forward, and the tip of my cock slipped past the resistance. Sullyoon gasped, her legs jerking and her body stiffening. The feeling was amazing, and her pussy was tight. She was sucking me in, and the warm, wet sensation was intoxicating.

I pushed myself in deeper, and her walls were squeezing me. She was extremely tight, and the pleasure was spine-tingling. Her legs were trembling, and the look on her face was indescribable. Sullyoon was moaning, and the lewd expression was amazing.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"A l-little," she responded, her voice shaky.

"You're doing really good," I told her. "Relax for me." She was squeezing me, and the pressure was immense. There was no question that her pussy was new to the sensation, and the way her body was tensing was sexy. I tried pushing myself further in, but it was like I hit a tight roadblock.

"Oh-oh god," she moaned, her body writhing beneath me. "It's so big."

"Just let me know if it's too much," I replied, watching her expression.

"You're a natural, this feels really good," I added, leaning down and kissing her cheek. She didn't say anything and just laid there, taking deep, uneven breaths. Sullyoon was shaking, and the way her pussy was clenching was addicting.

With a grunt, I gave her a minute to relax, allowing her time to adjust. Eventually, her grip slowly started loosened, and her insides were squeezing less. The warm, wet sensation was addicting, and her pussy was heavenly.

"I'm gonna move, alright," I breathed, pulling my hips back. The feeling was euphoric, and the friction was electrifying. With a slow, gentle thrust, my cock pushed into her, and the sensation was amazing. Sullyoon whimpered, and her hands were digging into the sheets.

"That's a good girl," I praised, giving her another kiss on the cheek.

With a slow, steady rhythm, my hips began moving, and the pace was gentle. I wanted to get her used to the feeling, and the last thing I wanted was to hurt her. Sullyoon was still tense, and her insides were squeezing. It was clear that she wasn't used to it, but the lust was there.

The bed creaked, and the wet, sloshing sound was erotic. Her breathing was shallow, and her face was twisted. She was taking deep, shaky breaths, and her legs were trembling. The pleasure was overwhelming, and the feeling of her warm, wet insides was incredible.

"Relax," I told her, my hand caressing her cheek. "Enjoy the feeling."

"I-It feels s-so weird," she moaned, her legs clenching.

"Good or bad weird?" I asked.

"G-good," she replied, her body shuddering.

"See," I teased, letting my lips find her neck. With a slow, gentle kiss, I placed my lips against her skin, the soft, warm sensation making her flinch. My hips continued the slow pace, and the gentle thrusting was sending a jolt of electricity through her.

"It's amazing," I whispered, letting my hands explore her body. Sullyoon whimpered, and her breathing was becoming more erratic. My fingers brushed her nipple, and the sudden touch made her moan. I could feel her nipples grow hard, and the sensitivity was arousing.

With a teasing smile, I slid my hand down, and my fingers wrapped around her thigh. The warmth was incredible, and her skin was soft. The gentle touch was driving her crazy, and her moans were growing. My grip tightened, and I gave her thigh a squeeze.

"Does that feel good?" I breathed, a devious smile on my face. She didn't respond, and her silence only encouraged me. My fingers found her labia, and with a gentle rub, her insides squeezed. The sound of her wet pussy was sexy, and the warmth of her body was driving me wild.

"How about here," I teased, sliding my fingers down to her clit.

"W-Wait, don't-" she cried, but it was too late. My fingers began rubbing her clit, and her entire body stiffened.

"O-oh," she groaned, her muscles tensing up. Her legs were twitching, and her hips were bucking.

"Sensitive, aren't you?" I chuckled, a devilish grin on my face.

"D-don't stop," she begged, her eyes clenched shut.

"You want me to keep rubbing?" I questioned, giving her a mischievous look. Sullyoon didn't respond, but the blush on her face said everything.

"Okay," I relented, a smug look on my face.

Without stopping, I continued rubbing her clit, and the reaction was immediate. Her pussy clenched, and her entire body was writhing. With a gentle pace, I pushed further in, and her moans were music to my ears. She was taking it so well, and the pleasure was intoxicating. After a while, I finally bottomed out, and her body was trembling.

"Oh-oh god," she groaned, her arms shaking.

"See, it fits," I smirked, letting my free hand cup her cheek. "How does it feel, hmm?"

"It feels... good," she moaned, her eyes clenched shut.

"It's amazing, right," I asked, my fingers teasing her clit. Sullyoon whimpered and didn't respond. She was trying her hardest to suppress her voice, and the pleasure was too much.

"Let me hear it," I insisted, continuing the teasing. "How does it feel to have me inside of you, huh?"

"D-Don't," she groaned, her hips bucking.

"C'mon, be a good girl for me," I pleaded. "You can tell me, just say how it feels."

"It f-feels g-good," she breathed, the pleasure driving her wild.

"That's a good girl," I smiled. With a slow, gentle thrust, I slapped my crotch against her fat lips, and her insides squeezed. The sound of our skin made me shiver, and the tight, warm sensation was incredible.

"Oh-oh g-god," she whimpered, her body shaking. "That f-feels s-so g-good."

"Yeah, it does," I grunted, giving her another thrust. The tight, warm sensation was amazing, and the feeling of her pussy was driving me crazy. My hips began to move, pulling out a little and bottoming out. With a slow, steady rhythm, I started pumping my cock in and out.

Sullyoon didn't hold back her voice, and the room was filled with the wet, slapping sounds and her moans. Her fingers were clutching the sheets, and her legs were trembling. It was clear that she was enjoying herself, and the pleasure was growing.

Her pussy was so warm and wet, and her tight, velvety walls were squeezing me. It was an amazing sensation, and the friction was intense. Every time I bottomed out, her insides would squeeze, and her body would jerk. She was taking it so well, and the feeling was overwhelming.

"You're doing amazing," I whispered, my fingers teasing her clit. Her legs were shaking, and her body was quivering. I leaned forward and caught her lips in a deep kiss, and the moment our lips touched, her hips bucked.

"Mmfff," she groaned, her eyes clenched shut. The pleasure was overwhelming, and the lust was driving her crazy. My cock continued its slow, steady pace, pumping in and out with a gentle rhythm. She was taking it all, and the feeling of her insides was addicting.

"F-faster," she moaned, breaking the kiss. "P-please."

"Are you sure?" I asked, giving her a worried look.

"Y-yes," she responded. "H-harder."

"Okay, but if it's too much, tell me," I instructed.

"I will," she breathed.

"Good girl," I whispered.

Without wasting another second, I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me, shoving my cock deep inside. Sullyoon cried out, her legs trembling and her insides squeezing. The pleasure was growing, and the feeling was electrifying.

My grip was tight, and my fingers were digging into her flesh. With a grunt, I pulled myself back and shoved it deep, making her moan. The tight, wet sensation was incredible, and her walls were milking me. The pressure was immense, and her pussy was heavenly.

The bed rocked, and the creaking noises filled the room.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, leaning closer to her face.

"A little," she responded, her voice shaky.

"I'll take care of you," I breathed, a devilish smile on my face. Without another word, I continued thrusting, and the pace was fast. Her insides were tight, and the friction was exhilarating. Sullyoon didn't hold back her voice, and every slap against her crotch made her cry out.

"I'm going to move a little," I told her, letting go of her hips.

"H-Huh?" she stammered, a confused look on her face.

"Lay down and enjoy it," I said, grabbing her ankles and pulling her legs up. With a slow, gentle motion, I rested them against my shoulders, and the change in position was sexy. Her feet were dangling over my shoulders, and her legs were bent.

"O-Oh, wait," she groaned, the sensation making her body stiffen.

"Here I go," I announced, placing my hands on her thighs. With a gentle thrust, my cock slammed into her, and her voice came out as a yelp. I was hitting deeper, my tip hitting the end of her womb. The pleasure was immense, and her tight, wet insides were driving me crazy.

Sullyoon's body was writhing, and the noises she was making were adorable. I could feel her pussy clenching, and her body was tensing. The bed rocked, and the sounds were erotic. She was enjoying herself, and her insides were so tight.

"Fuck, your pussy is amazing," I groaned, leaning closer to her face.

"I'm not too big, am I," I asked, a smug grin on my face. She didn't respond, but the blush on her cheeks told me everything.

"C'mon, let me hear it," I pleaded.

"No-ahh!" she moaned, her hips bucking.

"What are you afraid of, I want to hear you say it," I teased. "Am I too big for you, hmm."

"Y-you're t-too b-big," she confessed, her voice shaky.

"Who's taking it like a good girl," I cooed, feeling strangely empowered hearing this virgin's praise.

"No-oo," she cried, her insides squeezing.

"Say it," I chuckled, a playful look on my face.

"I-I'm taking i-it like a g-good g-girl," she confessed, her body shuddering.

"Say it again," My hips finding a new rhythm, thrusting into her, pushing deeper and deeper each time.

"I-I'm taking i-it like a g-good g-girl," she moaned, her pussy sucking me in.

"Yes, you are," I replied, giving her a smug look. Her head rolled around, and her eyes were clenched shut. It was obvious that she was loving this, and the pleasure was irresistible. The wet, slapping sounds were turning me on, and her pussy was gripping my shaft.

The pace was fast, and the intensity was building. Her legs were shaking, and the expression on her face was one of pleasure. It was clear that she was enjoying this, and the lust was growing. With a grunt, I shoved myself deeper, and the tip of my cock was hitting the back. That particular motion made her cry out, and her insides clamped down on me.

Her mouth opened, and her jaw fell slack. Sullyoon's neck strained, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. A series of guttural moans came from her throat, and I felt the muscles inside of her spasm and pulse. Her hips were twitching, and her toes were curled.

She came, and the feeling was incredible. My dick felt extra lubricated and wet. A warm, sticky substance began trickling out of her hole, and it was like my dick was in a vat of honey. I kept pumping away, but the resistance was stronger than before.

"You really enjoyed that, huh," I grinned, amused by the sight. Sullyoon didn't say anything and was lost in a haze. The pleasure was enticing, and her moans were adorable. Her legs were dangling, and the feeling of her heavy feet against my shoulder was strange.

"C'mon, wake up," I called out, my hand slapping her cheek lightly. She was out of it, and her body was limp.

"We're not done yet," I told her, grabbing her hips and flipping her over. Her body moved like a ragdoll, and her ass was up in the air. She was on her knees, and her face was buried into the mattress. Her body was limp, and her legs were shaking.

"Let's finish," I whispered, positioning my cock behind her. With a gentle thrust, my tip brushed her folds, and her entire body shuddered. Her insides were still incredibly tight, and the friction was driving me wild. With a steady rhythm, my cock pushed into her, and she groaned, the sensation causing her back to arch.

"You're enjoying this," I teased, slapping her ass. The feeling was incredible, and the view was sexy. Her ass jiggled with each slap, and the sound was lewd.

"F-fuck," she groaned, her back arching.

"Your pussy is still tight," I breathed, continuing my rhythm. "I guess I'll just keep going."

"N-no," she pleaded, her fingers twitching.

"I don't think you want me to stop," I grinned, slapping her ass. Sullyoon didn't respond and just laid there, a euphoric expression on her face. The pace was slow, and the wet, sloshing sounds were erotic. With a groan, I pushed myself in deeper, and she whimpered, the pleasure making her body tense.

"Does it hurt," I asked, feeling a little worried.

"No," she replied, her voice shaky.

"Your insides are squeezing me," I chuckled, feeling her walls clamp down on me.

"They are," she moaned, her hips bucking.

"Do you feel good?" I questioned, a smug look on my face.

"It feels s-so g-good," she confessed, her legs trembling.

"You're a natural at this," I praised, leaning forward and kissing her shoulder. She didn't say anything, and her eyes were closed.

"Don't hold back your voice," I told her, grabbing her waist and pulling her back. The movement was fast, and her entire body stiffened.

"N-no," she moaned, the sensation making her cry out.

"C'mon, it's sexy when you moan," I insisted, giving her a teasing slap on the ass. She whimpered, and her insides were tight. The pleasure was breath-taking, and her wet, sticky walls were making my mind foggy.

"D-Don't," she breathed, her eyes clenched shut.

"I wanna hear how good it feels," I teased, slamming my crotch into her. Her entire body shuddered, and her hips bucked. I continued to play with her ass, smacking and teasing her as she laid there and took my cock.

With each thrust, the sensation was overwhelming, and the tightness was incredible. Sullyoon's hands were gripping the sheets, and the noise was intoxicating. The pleasure was insane, and the tight, wet feeling was addicting. Her insides were squeezing, and the pressure was immense.

The room was filled with the sounds of the creaking bed and the wet, sloshing noises. She was still sensitive, and her body was writhing.

"Oh-oh g-god," she groaned, the pleasure driving her crazy. Her cheeks were glowing a light pink, and the expression on her face was lewd. Sullyoon was starting to moan again, muffled by the mattress as her face was planted into the soft, fluffy comforter.

"You're doing amazing," I praised, feeling proud of myself. I reached forward and grabbed her by her arms, pulling her up by her elbows. She whimpered, and the sudden force made her cry out. Her back was forcefully arched as I pulled her by her arms, her face lifting from the bed and her body upright.

"Let's try this," I whispered, feeling a rush of adrenaline. I shifted into another gear, and my hips found a new pace. My thrusts became harder and faster, and the sounds of our skin colliding was erotic.

Sullyoon couldn't suppress her voice, and the moans were loud. Probably the loudest she's ever been in her life, her voice echoed off the walls and filled the room. With each thrust, her insides squeezed, and her body would tremble. The pleasure was overwhelming, and her tight, wet walls were milking me.

"I-It's t-too m-much," she groaned, her body rocking back and forth.

"Too much?" I chuckled, feeling her walls squeeze. "Not enough you mean."

"No," she begged, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

"Say it, it's not enough," I grinned, feeling her insides pulse.

"I-It's n-not e-enough," she immediately complied, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Yeah, that's a good girl," I teased. She didn't respond, and her mouth was slack. I could see the drool running down her chin, and her face was bright red. Her pussy was pulsing, and the wet, slapping sounds were growing.

The bed creaked and groaned, the rocking getting faster and faster. With a grunt, I picked up the pace, and my thrusts were rough. Sullyoon's mouth opened, and a stream of moans came out as I thrust them out of her.

"Ah-ah," she cried, the pleasure sending her over the edge. Her insides tightened, and the feeling was insane. She was getting close once again, and the lust was building.

"Let's finish," I breathed, my grip tightening. I too could feel the pleasure building, and my orgasm was approaching again. The feeling was insane, and her tight, wet insides were driving me crazy.

Without stopping, my hips continued their pace, and the feeling was incredible. Sullyoon was taking it well, and her voice was beautiful. The wet, slapping sounds were growing, and the intensity was growing.

"O-Oh god," she cried, her legs twitching.

"Just a little more," I grunted, leaning closer to her. My lips found her neck, and with a deep, passionate kiss, her back arched. Her hips were bucking, and the pleasure was growing.

"It's coming," I groaned, my cock throbbing.

"P-pull out," she begged, her voice shaky.

"Just a little longer," I insisted, slamming into her.

"I-I c-can't," she moaned, her insides squeezing.

"Me neither," I responded, slamming myself into her.

"No," she cried, her eyes wide.

"Almost," I grunted, the pleasure driving me wild. My hips moved faster, and the wet sounds was intoxicating. She was still tight, and her pussy was heavenly. The feeling was mind-numbing, and the pressure was immense.

With one last, powerful thrust, my cock throbbed, and a jet of warm cum exploded out. The sensation made her cry out, and her voice echoed through the room. Her insides squeezed, and a long-drawn out moan began to leave her throat. It felt like our genitals were fighting over how much could invade the other's body.

"O-oh god," she groaned, a dazed, satisfied smile on her face. My cum was flooding her insides, and the white, sticky fluid was pouring out. She was still taking it like a champ, and the feeling was addicting. After a while, my cock stopped twitching, and her body went limp. I let go of her arms and let her fall, her body collapsing on the bed.

"That was amazing," I breathed, a proud grin on my face. She didn't reply and was too lost in the afterglow. I pulled out of her, and the sensation caused her to whimper. Her pussy was gaping, and a surplus of cum was oozing out. It was a mess, and her sheets were soaked. Now that it was all over, all that could be heard was Sullyoon's shaky breaths as she recovered from the experience.

There was also a faint hum in the room. I noticed it, and at first thought it was a fan or a machine, but the room was dead silent. The hum was a familiar tone. A deep, vibrating buzz that sounded like an alarm. It was coming from my discarded pants and I immediately reacted knowing it was my phone.

"Hold on," I muttered, picking up my jeans and fishing out the ringing phone. Nakyung was calling, "Hello?"

Instead of the familiar voice of my best friend, Nayeon's sweet, melodic voice could be heard, "Sounds like you two are finally done. Hope you didn't rough her up too much."

I awkwardly looked at Sullyoon's bedroom door, and remembered just how loud the shy girl had been. Her moans definitely were heard by everyone on the student activities committee. I looked back to the girl on the bed and realized just how messy she was. There were light bruises on her inner thighs and wrists, and her whole body was covered in a layer of sweat.

Sullyoon had a fucked stupid expression on her face, and there were tear streaks down her cheeks. There was a small pool of spit near her lips, and her breathing was unsteady. My cum was leaking out of her abused pussy, and the bed beneath her was stained. She was a mess.

"Uh, well... we're done." I said, chuckling a little.

"Well, clean yourselves up and rejoin the party. Your seven minutes was up like thirty minutes ago," Nayeon joked. The girl hung up and I let out a sigh.

"Everyone knows how you sound like when you get ridiculously fucked," I said into the air.

"Huh? W-what?" Sullyoon twitched from her lying position. 

Thursday | December 7th, 2023 | 4:06 PM

I stood there, struggling to catch my breath without making too much noise. The panties in my hand felt warm with the load of cum and the musky scent was overwhelming. I had never came so much before, and the feeling was amazing.

Looking down, my eyes scanned the sleeping figure, and the image burned into my memory. Sullyoon was the star in the scene, and her innocent expression and sleeping body was the fuel to the fire. Her nice, pink lips were parted and her face was relaxed.

"Holy fuck," I sighed. My dick was twitching, and the adrenaline was still coursing through my body. Slowly, I brought the used panties closer towards the pretty girl and gently hovered them under her nose. Using my other hand, I pushed her hair back, revealing her face, and let the fabric linger.

The freak inside of me smiled when I admired her nose twitch, and her brows furrowed slightly. Sleeping Sullyoon was getting a face full of her own panties and the scent of my load. There was something wrong about it, the act itself was weird and creepy. However, the perversion only added to the rush and excitement.

It was the feeling that made me hard, the idea of the cute, pretty girl not knowing that I did something disgusting was making me excited. With the cum and the precum starting to dry up, the panties were beginning to smell. The musky, sweaty scent was filling the air, and I could see her nose scrunch and her face shift.

I snapped my hand away before any further urges could take hold, and tucked the cum stained panties in my pocket, along with the one belonging to Nayeon. I crouched down and slipped my boxers and pants back on, adjusting myself and zipping my fly. Right before I left, I made sure to pull the blanket up and over Sullyoon's body, getting a lasting mental image of that perfect cameltoe, before turning around and quietly sneaking out.

I was feeling exhausted and satisfied, and the weight in my pockets made me smile. The rush was fading, and the high was dying down, but I couldn't deny the thrill. I had done something crazy once again. As soon as I shut the door to Sullyoon's room, and stepped back into the living room, I was finally able to let a breath go.

I was starving, thirsty, tired. Emptying four loads in just a few hours, now that was an achievement. I could feel the stickiness of the panties in my pocket and the warmth in the crotch area. For the first time, the risk outweigh the reward but shit, maybe the risk was the reward itself.

"Fucking hell," I gasped. It was crazy and stupid, but it felt fucking amazing. I could only imagine the look on Sullyoon's face if she woke up and smelled the lingering scent of my load. Just the thought alone made me smirk and chuckle. The adrenaline was rushing, and my legs felt weak, but the satisfaction was there.

Imagining Ryujin and Yuna coming home from their trip, only to slip on panties that have been covered in jizz by this kinky freak, well, shit. Then there was Sullyoon. Just thinking about her sleeping and dreaming, oblivious to the fact that a creep was masturbating to her.

"Shit, holy shit," I chuckled. The satisfaction was there. There was an immense high and the feeling of accomplishment. The panties in my pockets were trophies, and the stains were proof of what happened. I'd better hurry up and get these back to my collection so I can finally rest.

What a morning.

Im Nayeon - 12/7/23

Sullyoon - 12/7/23

Another 2-smut chapter! I had a really good time writing this one! Sullyoon was becoming a recent favorite of mine so I just HAD to somehow throw her into the story even if it was no buildup! It also occured to me that, wow, it's been an entire year since I put out the first few chapters for Idolized Panties! One year later, and we are almost 30 chapters deep! Time flew like crazy! I really wanted to give my thanks and gratitude to the subscribers and commenters that inspire me to keep writing for this story! Your feedback and praise make me really motivated to keep writing until I somehow find an end to this story! It doesn't seem like it, but when I see your comments and feedback, I often get inspired to incorporate your ideas into the story. This isn't just my story, it's also yours! So once again, thank you for keeping up with the story and of course, feedback and ideas are always welcome! - PI