Chapter 36: The President Loves to Stretch

Thursday | January 11th, 2024 | 12:02 PM

I moved my neck to the side and a few cracks were heard. I let out a sigh. This red light wasn't budging and it's been at least three minutes. I'd be annoyed to be woken up out of a nap and driving right after if it wasn't Nakyung who called. Hurry and come to this address, I promise it's worth it. That’s what was so important that she woke me up for it.

I mean, yeah, it better be.

The red light turned green, and I made a left and followed the directions on my phone. Nakyung gave me the address of a random house, and her message was so vague too. I had no idea what the hell she wanted, but the way she worded it, it definitely had to be something urgent or important.

Thankfully, it wasn't that long of a drive, and soon I was parked in front of the house. It was a two-story home and seemed pretty average, nothing crazy or unique about it. Except there were other cars in the driveway. I'd be mistaken and assumed it'd be a house party but I heard no music or loud noises.

I parked behind the line of cars and turned my car off, stepping out. I looked up and down the street and wondered if I was in the right place. This couldn't have been the place, there's no way Nakyung would tell me to come to a stranger's house, right? Oh well, I pulled my phone out and shot Nakyung a quick text, telling her I was outside. Within a few seconds, a new message appeared:

Nakyung

comingg

Well, this can't be a mistake then.

I leaned against my car and waited, and not long after, the front door opened. Nakyung came out with a wide grin on her face. She waved me over, and I walked towards the house.

"Hey," She greeted, "Come on."

"What's the deal?" I asked, crossing my arms and looking around. "Why are we here?"

She stepped to the side, opening the door wider and allowing me inside. As I passed her, the smell of perfume invaded my nose, well actually, a mix of perfumes. "Follow me," She said, grabbing my arm and pulling me.

The interior of the house was average, a little plain and uninteresting, but still homey and comfortable. It was clean, and the decorations were minimal and the furniture looked like it was bought recently. There were stairs that lead to the second floor to my right.

Nakyung was guiding me towards what seemed like the kitchen, and my footsteps were a bit heavy. Now that I was inside, I could make out what seemed to be a group of people talking amongst themselves. My body felt a bit nervous and unsure, but her hand was soft and comforting, so it eased the nerves. She was giggling, and I was more curious about why the hell I was brought here and where the hell she was leading me.

When we entered the kitchen, the first thing I noticed was the group of girls surrounding the kitchen island. The counter had snacks and tins of food set out. In the center was a bowl of fruit and a platter of cheeses and meats. Noticing the two of us entering together, they all turned and looked at us.

As I was about to question the situation, one of the girls stepped forward.

"Ah, you must be Nakyung's boyfriend," The girl said, giggling a bit. Nakyung's... Boyfriend? I looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Nakyung said, "He is, his name is Hwang Minjae. Little shy, sorry about that," She teased, nudging my arm.

"Aw, it's alright," Another girl noted from behind the first girl. I rubbed the back of my neck and awkwardly laughed, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

"Hi, I'm Jeongyeon," The girl in front of us introduced herself. She was cute, and her hair was pink. Looking around the table, I recognized Park Jihyo and Im Nayeon standing at the far end of the island smiling at me. It finally clicked in my head that Nakyung brought me to a student activities committee meeting, and these were the "inner circle" members.

"Nice to meet you," I responded, catching the beat and introducing myself. The girls in the kitchen started shuffling and moving, each of them saying their goodbyes to one another while Jeongyeon filled me in on the missing details.

"We had already finished our meeting but we felt bad leaving Nakyung here while her ride was on the way," Jeongyeon explained, "It was really nice to meet you, I'll see you two around." I nodded my head and watched Jeongyeon join the goodbye circle. Nakyung giggled and bowed her head before pulling on my arm, lowering me and leaning in close to whisper.

"Took you long enough," Nakyung spoke quietly, "Follow my lead. Trust me. You'll know what to do." She roughly patted my back and stood straight. "Uh, okay?" I muttered back. It wasn't like Nakyung to leave me out of a plan, and it's not like I'd be able to stop her from doing whatever. She always gets her way. I guess I just gotta go with the flow.

"Bye, Momo, have a nice weekend," Nakyung sweetly grinned, her facade appearing instantly. A Japanese-looking girl bowed her head and walked past me, moving towards the front door. Behind her, the other girls that were leaving did the same.

"Alright, bye guys, thanks for coming," Jihyo bid farewell, standing firm at the end of the island. I can only assume Jihyo was the one who lived here, right? Hmm, it makes sense, the president of the SAC should host the meetings. Nakyung moved towards Jihyo, her hand grabbing my wrist and pulling me along.

I brushed past Nayeon as she left, being reminded of the memory of my sperm filling those red lace panties of hers. I shook those thoughts out of my head and followed behind Nakyung, her fingers tightening their hold on my wrist. Eventually, the house had filtered out and it was just us and Jihyo in her kitchen.

"Sorry to bother you, Minjae was asking if he could use your bathroom?" Nakyung asked, tilting her head. I did? "He'd hold it but we're not going home after this, we have to go straight to my parents." We are?

Jihyo shrugged and smiled, "Oh, sure. No problem, I don't mind. He can go ahead, it's down the hall and it's the second door on the right."

"Okay, thanks," Nakyung grinned, giving a thumbs up. She tugged on my arm, "You heard her, go ahead, babe." Babe? She gave me a knowing look, like I was supposed to figure something out from there. Nakyung turned her head back to Jihyo, "Oh, by the way, can we talk more about the upcoming fundraiser? It's just that, there are a few details that I'm not completely sure about."

"Ah, of course, you know I love talking business," Jihyo responded. Nakyung chuckled a little and started walking past Jihyo, guiding her deeper into the kitchen.

"Yeah, you're the best," Nakyung giggled, her voice growing faint as I walked out of the kitchen, initially following Jihyo's directions. What the heck, Nakyung, the hell am I supposed to do in the bathroom? I don't need to use the restroom. And as if on cue, Nakyung's voice entered my head. It was like she was sitting on my shoulder and pressing her ordering lips on my ear.

Don't be stupid, Minjae. You know what you want from here. Just follow your instincts.

Instincts? Instincts, instincts. Ah, okay, I see now. I get it. That twitch in my pants when Nayeon got close. That's what she's talking about. Of course, this was her plan. She wants me to steal her panties. Fuck, okay, fuck. Let's do this.

There was no need to play dumb and pretend like I didn't get the picture. Jihyo is alone and being distracted by Nakyung, Park Jihyo, the big tittied president of the student body, her panties were calling me. Standing in the hallway, made aware of the situation I was in, I turned on my heel and walked away from the homeowner's directions and headed for those stairs I saw as I walked in.

I don't know much about the layout of Jihyo's house, but I'm going to guess that the bedrooms were upstairs as experience dictates. My feet lightly pitter-pattered against the wooden stairs, caring to not make loud sounds, and eventually, I made it up and found myself in another long hall.

To my left, a couple doors were shut, but one was slightly ajar and I could see a nightstand. To my right, a similar scenario was presented, except the room was bigger. The door was also cracked and was facing me.

I moved closer and peeked in, seeing a large bed and a dresser. Bingo. I stepped into the room and scanned my surroundings. Was this Jihyo's room? The decor looked fairly generic and bland, which didn't really tell me much. Hmm, my instincts were telling me that I was off the mark, but the room looked a little lived in.

I had to assume that it was probably her parents' room, which is why there was no real personality. Trusting my gut, I turned around and made my way to the other slightly closed room. Slowly, I opened the door and looked inside.

Bingo, motherfucker.

There was a vanity mirror, a dresser with picture frames and knickknacks, and a full-size bed. On the ground next to the bed was a dark blue yoga mat with colorful weights in the corner.

I quickly stepped inside and looked around. This had to be Jihyo's room. If she worked out, it would explain her amazing legs and tight ass. Her thighs were thick and strong. Mmm, she's such a fine woman.

Looking around, her bed was neatly made and everything seemed clean and organized. Walking up to her vanity, a few pictures were set up on the wooden surface. Most were her with friends, some were with her family. At least I knew I was in the right place, which meant the laundry basket I spotted in the corner behind her bedroom door would definitely have something of hers that I wanted.

The laundry basket was small and black, and the contents inside were visible. Clothes were spilling out and hanging over the edge. "Fuck, yes," I breathed out, walking towards the basket. The closer I got, the more my heart pounded and the faster my brain went.

This was a chance I wouldn't let slip away. Nakyung is an amazing friend, and she's such a great girl. She always knows what's good for me. What a true friend, she's the fucking best.

I kneeled down in front of the laundry basket, and sifted through the pile. Ah, wait, hold on. There we go. Jihyo must really enjoy working out a lot. Her wardrobe is mostly workout clothing. Tights, leggings, yoga pants. No matter what you call it, they're all so sexy and each had a pair of underwear stuck to them.

Taking her leggings out of the basket, I extracted a cotton grey thong. "Oh, fuck yes," I breathed out. A quick smell check revealed a strong, yet feminine aroma, and the crotch area was darkened. "Holy shit," I whispered. She definitely worked up a sweat in these. This would be the perfect trophy for me.

My body was hot, and my dick was throbbing, but there was still something missing. Yeah, yeah, that's it. Throwing the grey thong back into the laundry basket, I quickly dug through and took out more worn thongs from her other leggings.

I pulled out a white one and sniffed it. It was strong, but not as strong as the grey one. Next was a navy blue pair, and this one smelled really sweet, the scent was addicting and the crotch area had a darker color. Lastly, there was a black pair, and it didn't smell like much, but the crotch was completely stained.

"Yes," I muttered. I could feel the pre-cum dripping out and running down my hard length. Fuck, okay, okay, hold on. My hands were shaking and my body was buzzing. Okay, okay. Hold on. This felt like a crazy risk, and I couldn't think straight, but my brain was screaming at me. I didn't care if Jihyo notices her dirty laundry is gone, and that her panties are missing. It didn't matter to me, she would never know it was me.

I shoved the panties down my panties, packing my crotch and took a deep breath. My cock was straining in my pants, and it was getting a bit painful, but I knew once I got home, it'd all be worth it. I got up to my feet and shoved the empty leggings back into the basket.

Now, time to get the fuck out of here. I calmly exited her room and softened my steps as I walked down the stairs. It wasn't until the last couple steps that I could hear voices speaking.

"Oh, come on, that was one time," I heard Nakyung speak.

"I'm just kidding," Jihyo said back. I shifted and slowly walked to the kitchen, my heart beating against my chest. My body felt cold, and every step felt heavier than the last. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed the two girls standing across from each other, the kitchen island between them. Nakyung was leaning forward and looking at Jihyo while Jihyo was resting her elbow on the counter and was looking at Nakyung.

"I just want you to be careful," Jihyo remarked.

"I am, and you know how good I am, there's nothing to worry about," Nakyung assured. She looked at me as I walked in, smiling and tilting her head to the side, "There he is, hey, babe."

"Hmm," Jihyo hummed, her head turning and noticing me. She grinned and waved, "Ah, you're back."

"Yep, thanks for letting me use your bathroom," I said.

"It's not a problem, I don't mind," Jihyo replied, shaking her head.

"Anyways, we gotta get going, don't wanna make my dad angry," Nakyung stated.

"Oh, yes, well, it was nice meeting you, Minjae," Jihyo spoke, extending her arm. I moved closer and held my hand out, her smaller fingers wrapping around mine. Her skin was soft, and she had a nice handshake. "Yeah, same, nice to meet you."

"Bye, Jihyo, thank you so much, see you later," Nakyung bowed her head and waved before quickly moving towards the front door. I said goodbye to the president and followed behind Nakyung, exiting the house. Hearing the door close behind us, the two of us started walking to my car.

We didn't say anything until we got to my car.

"Holy fuck," I finally breathed out once we got in the car. Nakyung was grinning like an idiot, like she already knew what I was up to, "So, did you have fun?"

"I fucking love you," I admitted, putting my key into the ignition. "You're the fucking best. Fuck. You're the greatest friend anyone could ask for."

"Damn, I didn't know it would excite you that much," Nakyung laughed, putting her seat belt on. "I know, right? The opportunity's been staring me in the face and it took until now for me to realize that. But you know me, I don't miss opportunities."

"Thank you," I spoke, glancing over at her.

"I told you, you'd know what to do," She noted, smirking. "I was hoping you'd take the chance."

"So, Jihyo works out a lot," I commented, putting the car in reverse.

"She does," Nakyung giggled, "I noticed how insanely fit she was at past meetings."

I pulled off and started driving home, feeling my heart beat at a rapid rate, but also feeling the rush of success. The panties were stuffed inside my briefs and the heat was making me dizzy.

"What's the haul looking like?" Nakyung asked. I reached my hand down my pants and pulled out the fat bundle of thongs. Unraveling them, the four dirty panties dropped onto my lap, each a different color and size.

"Wow," Nakyung breathed out, taking one in her hands, "You've been busy." She brought it up to her nose and gave a short sniff, "Oh, fuck, wow."

"Right?" I chuckled, glancing over and seeing the way she was admiring the prize.

"She works out a lot, that's for sure. Her underwear is so worn and nasty," Nakyung spoke. "I'd love to see her wearing a sports bra and some leggings, that body would look incredible."

"That'd be nice," I agreed. The car ride was quiet, and the entire time, Nakyung would take the occasional sniff and give the thong a few licks. It was a bit distracting, and my dick was hard and throbbing. By the time we made it home, she had gotten a little more bold and slid the thong between her thighs, giving herself a bit of friction and teasing me.

I put the car into park, placing us inside of the school's parking lot between two cars. I unbuckled my seatbelt, ready to run the goods into my dorm but Nakyung grabbed me by the arm. With her other arm, she was rubbing Jihyo's thong against her crotch, her lips were agape and her eyes were locked with mine.

"Hold on, hold on," She muttered, leaning back into the chair. Her palm brushed her shorts repeatedly, and the wetness of the thong was apparent as her hips were grinding and her legs were tensing. "Mmm, fuck."

"What, are you going to cum in my car?" I asked.

"Fuck, if I have to," Nakyung responded. "It's so hot and it smells so good. Mm, Jihyo's scent is so addicting." She let go of my arm and blindly patted my crotch, trying to reach for another thong. She finally grabbed one and brought it up to her nose, inhaling deeply and groaning. "Fuck, okay, hold on."

"Jesus, slow down," I mumbled.

"Shut up, oh my god," She grunted. Nakyung moved her other hand down her shorts and continued grinding against her clit, rubbing her wetness all over her panties. Her legs were tensing and shaking, and her mouth was open wide, and the sound of her breathing was filling the car.

Wearing Jihyo's thong over her face, Nakyung reached for another thong on my lap and suddenly pressed it against my face. I couldn't breathe at first, and the strong scent was filling my senses. Nakyung clumsily affixed the thong over my nose and pushed it into place.

"Mmf," I moaned, trying to breathe through the musky underwear. I was being bombarded by the aroma, and it was intoxicating. My lungs were filling with the sweet scent, and it was making my body burn and melt. The heat in my gut was raging, and my cock was pulsing.

Once again, I felt Nakyung groping for the last pair on my lap, finding it, then fumbling about my waistband. "Oh, shit," I heard her groan. "I want you, I need you, Minjae." She dug her hand into my pants, initially tickling my crotch with the worn thong before pulling on my hard shaft.

"Ah, fuck," I flinched, feeling the way her warm hand gripped my thick dick.

"Hold on," She repeated, her voice breathless. Her body was shaking and her eyes were shut, her head pressed into the chair's rest. I felt her hand fumble around in my pants, trying to blindly wrap my shaft with Jihyo's used underwear.

Her thumb and index finger squeezed the tip of my penis and the thong rolled around, fitting snugly around the base of my cock. The feeling of the worn cloth wrapping around my meat, the material rubbing against me. I groaned and bit down, trying to muffle the sounds.

"Fuck," Nakyung grunted, "Okay, okay, shit." She quickly moved her other hand, her fingers and Jihyo's other thong disappearing into her shorts. Then it started, Nakyung began vigorously stroking her pussy and furiously jacking me off.

I was being bombarded with the intense odor coming from the worn panties covering my nose and the sensation of the smooth and thin cotton wrapped around my throbbing erection. I dug my head into the car rest, feeling the heat build and the pleasure rising.

My hips were bucking, and my toes were curling, and the sounds of wetness echoed throughout the car. "Ah, ah, mmm, mmf," Nakyung moaned, her head rolling side to side. I glanced at her, the way her cheeks were pink and her mouth was open, her tongue sticking out and prodding at the thong hanging off her nose.

"Mmf, mmmm, fuck, mmmm," I grunted, feeling the way my body was tensing and burning. My eyes rolled and my balls were tightening. The way her tiny hand was tugging and pumping my length was driving me insane, the friction of her worn panties was making my body melt.

"Mmm, hmph," Nakyung was moaning, her breathing was growing erratic and her chest was heaving. Her head was thrown back, and her hips were humping the air, The smell, the sounds, the sights, it was all too much.

Everything was turning white and I felt myself slipping. A wave of pleasure washed over me and everything went dark.

"C'mon, you can do it!" Encouraging hands clapped above me as I lifted the bench press bar. "Up, up, up!"

"Ugh," I groaned, pushing the weights up. I racked the bar and sat up, breathing heavily. My body was tired, and my arms were sore. Park Jihyo walked around the bench and stood in front of me as I took a small break.

"That was a great set, you didn't seem like you were struggling much," Jihyo remarked, smiling at me. She was wearing a white sports bra and some black workout tights, the tight clothes showing off her toned body. I averted my eyes away from that fit body of hers and up at her face.

"Thanks, I think I'm finally getting used to the weight," I responded, grabbing the small towel next to me and wiping my sweat.

"Good, good," Jihyo nodded, looking satisfied, "I'm glad you started working out with me."

"Yeah, I just wished you worked out at a better time," I yawned, glancing around at the nearly empty gym. We were the only two there and the sun was just rising. "Like, maybe, a time when people actually work out." The only other person that was here was the staff member working the counter, who was on the other side of the building, reading a book.

"Ah, but this is the only time I can," Jihyo chuckled, patting me on the back. "I get too busy with student committee stuff and school."

"Yeah, I figured," I sighed, shrugging.

"Anyways, you have another set, let's go," Jihyo announced. She walked over to a neighboring bench and took some weights off the bar, "Since it's getting a bit easier for you, let's up the weight a little."

"Ah, are you sure? I think we're fine where we're at," I frowned.

"Nonsense, it's a great idea," Jihyo grinned, adding the weights onto my bar. It wasn't a lot, maybe like an extra 10 pounds but I know I was going to feel it trying to rep them. Her hands slapped my traps, shoving me down onto my back, "Alright, come on, get on your back."

"Yes, ma'am," I muttered.

"You can do this," Jihyo said.

"I got this," I spoke, looking at her smiling down above me. "That's the spirit, and lift off!" I reached up for the bar and pushed it off the rack.

"Come on, you got this," Jihyo chanted. Taking a deep breath, I lowered the bar and lifted it and repeated the motion. It was a bit harder than before, but I could definitely do it.

"Good, good, good," Jihyo cheered. "Again!" I felt myself zone out and focus on my set, pushing the weight and letting it rest. The gym was empty and quiet, the only sound being our voices and the clinking of the barbell.

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it," I groaned, pressing the weights. I was doing fine for the most part, the strain wasn't that bad and my form was good. Until a pair of tan ass cheeks appeared and covered my vision, my breathing, and my concentration. I faltered out of shock and my elbows gave out, pulling the weight down onto my chest. I let out a muffled scream into Jihyo's plump ass and felt the crushing force on my ribs.

With a concerned laugh, Jihyo got off of my face and helped me lift the bar back up and rack it. I caught my breath, shooting up and sitting. Jihyo was still laughing, pulling up her tights and readjusting them. "Ah, sorry, sorry," She said, smiling.

"What the fuck?" I questioned, staring at her.

"Oops, my bad, I thought you could handle it," Jihyo grinned.

"Are you trying to kill me?" I frowned.

"I'm sorry, I thought it'd be funny," Jihyo admitted with another giggle. I rubbed my chest and took a deep breath, trying to recover. Jihyo leaned down, getting in my face and looked me straight in the eyes, "I'll make it up to you, okay? I promise."

I was taken back, staring into her dark eyes, seeing her beautiful face so close to mine. Her tan skin was flawless and her hair was tied up into a high ponytail. "Um, okay," I muttered.

"I think we're done with chest anyways, why don't we do some legs now, yeah?" Jihyo spoke.

"I thought leg day was yesterday," I pointed out. Jihyo winked, "C'mon, it doesn't mean we can't get a small workout. I said I'll make it up to you." Still rattled by the sudden facesitting, I just nodded. "Sure."

Jihyo smiled, getting off the bench and walking over to the squat racks which were a little bit deeper into the gym. "This is the spot, let's do this." I helped Jihyo rack her weights as she readied herself to lift. She got underneath the bar and rested it onto her shoulders, positioning her feet.

"Come spot me, Minjae," Jihyo ordered. The way she said it made it seem like she had an ulterior motive. It didn't feel like she just wanted someone to spot her while she squatted, but whatever, I'll bite. I stood behind her, hovering my hand under the bar.

"I'm gonna start lifting, tell me how I look," Jihyo requested.

"Okay," I said. But right before she started squatting, her hands slipped down to the waistband of her workout tights. Jihyo slowly peeled the fabric down her toned thighs and exposed her ass, her soft, tan cheeks. They were round and jiggled, and her perky butt was perfect, a bubble butt. A navy blue thong was resting snug between her ass crack.

"Jihyo?" I asked, my heart beating.

"I'm going," She stated. Without waiting for me, she lifted the bar off the rack and started squatting. The entire time, her thong was riding up between her ass and her cheeks stretched every time she descended. "Am I looking good?"

"Ah, y-yeah, you are," I gulped, watching the way her butt shook and clenched. Every squat, she was practically showing her asshole and I could see the dark, puckered hole behind the thin line of her underwear. It was distracting and arousing, the sight of her tight hole and the way her toned legs were flexing.

"How's the view back there?" Jihyo inquired, glancing back and grinning.

"Good, yeah," I muttered, staring.

"Just good?" She wondered, raising an eyebrow.

"I-it's, um, nice," I spoke, clearing my throat.

"Nice, huh," Jihyo said, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Tell me more, babe, you can't keep a girl hanging."

"Ah, your butt is, um, sexy, and round," I added.

"That's not much, what else," Jihyo asked, her ass lowering, and the thong was riding even deeper between her crack. Her ass cheeks were bouncing and the sound of her ass slapping against her thighs filled the air. My face was warm and my crotch was getting a little stiff.

"You look hot," I said.

"Yeah?" Jihyo asked.

"You're so hot," I breathed out.

"Keep talking," Jihyo ordered, continuing to squat. Her pace was increasing and the bar was shaking.

"Your ass looks fucking amazing, I want my face between your cheeks again," I confessed. That seemed to get a laugh out of Jihyo, who paused mid-squat. Her legs were trembling and her chest was rising. She couldn't stop laughing, struggling to get her words out.

"I need a spotter, help me," Jihyo spoke, trying to hold her laughter.

"Right," I responded, getting my hands underneath the bar and lifting the weight. Jihyo pulled down on the bar, "No, no, lift underneath. Underneath." She emphasized the word by shaking her hips, making her ass wobble and shake. I dropped my hands away from the bar and hovered them around her butt before eventually grabbing the bottom of her cheeks. My fingers curled into her skin and gripped the muscle and fat.

"Ah, yes, there you go," Jihyo cooed, biting her lip. Her butt was soft and supple, the feeling was addicting. My grip was getting stronger, and I was digging into her skin, squeezing and pushing her butt. Jihyo racked the weight and turned around, pulling the bar off her shoulders and letting it drop.

She grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer, my other hand staying planted on her ass, massaging and gripping. Jihyo grabbed the front of my shorts and tugged me forward, the two of us stumbling into the squat rack. Her lips met mine and our bodies collided, my hardening cock pressing into her lower stomach through my shorts.

Her tongue invaded my mouth and her hands wrapped around the back of my neck. We kissed and my hands continued exploring her body.

"Mm, you taste so good," Jihyo spoke, pulling away. Her eyes were hooded and her face was flushed, and she was smiling. I stared, unable to find any words. Her hands dropped down to my bulge and squeezed my dick, a grin forming. "I guess this means you liked the view, huh?"

"Oh, fuck," I mumbled, tensing at her touch.

"You like my ass, Minjae?" Jihyo whispered, leaning closer.

"I love your ass, holy shit," I groaned.

"What else do you like," Her hands found my wrists and guided them towards her chest. I felt her large breasts, my fingers sinking into the pliable flesh. "I know you're not shy, say what you want."

"Jesus," I muttered, looking at her tits and squeezing the fat mounds. They were like stress balls and my fingers were getting lost in her cleavage. "Fuck, your body is unreal, like, this is fucking impossible."

"I worked for it," She smirked, pressing herself into my touch. I lost myself in the feeling, her boobs were so large and her nipples were poking through the pads of her sports bra. They were so erect and they were hardening.

My hands were groping her and I was pinching her nipples through the tight bra. She bit her lip and her eyes were shut, her arms wrapping around my neck and her head dropping. She let out a moan, a soft, breathless sound.

"Mm, fuck," Jihyo murmured, her hips grinding and pressing into mine. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in, kissing me deeply. Our tongues swirled together, and I tasted her saliva and felt her warm lips. The heat was rising, and the friction of our bodies was driving me insane.

She was stepping backwards, dragging me along to make sure I didn't pull away from our embrace. My back hit a wall, and Jihyo pressed me into the drywall. She broke the kiss, a line of spit connecting our mouths. We were in a corner of the gym, far and even a bit concealed from the front, where the single worker was.

"I want you, I want you," Jihyo repeated, her eyes locked with mine. Her voice was a low and soft whisper, a seductive purr that was sending shivers down my spine.

"Fuck, yes," I nodded.

"Can you handle me, Minjae? Do you think you can please me?" Jihyo questioned, her eyes darkening.

"Yes," I replied, nodding my head frantically. She pounced on me, kissing me, her tongue entering my mouth. She sucked and lapped at the insides, pulling back and leaving me gasping for air.

"Let's see," Jihyo smiled, her lips glossy with spit. She stepped out of her workout tights, which have been bundled at her ankles since the start of her squats. Jihyo kicked them aside and moved onto my shorts. She dropped to her knees, pulling the front of my pants and letting my hard dick spring out.

"Ah," I moaned.

"Look at that," Jihyo hummed, staring. Her big eyes were filled with lust, her cheeks were red, and her mouth was agape. She placed her fingers around the tip of my dick and wrapped her other hand around the base of my shaft, her fingers not meeting. "You've got a pretty good cock."

"Jesus, fuck," I stammered.

"So hard," She remarked, "and it's already leaking." Her thumb brushed over the tip of my penis, rubbing the precum over my mushroom. I pressed my back harder against the wall behind me and shuddered, trying to control myself. "Ah, ah, oh fuck," I muttered.

"Do you want this?" Jihyo asked, her hands slowly brushing against my meat. She was stroking my dick with slow and deliberate movements, her grip strong and her touch delicate.

"Y-yes, please, fuck," I pleaded, watching her.

"I can't hear you," Jihyo giggled, a coy smirk tugging at the corners of her full lips. Her hair was falling into her face and her dark eyes were piercing, a mischievous look hiding behind them. On her knees, looking up at me, her lips hovering over the tip of my dick, I realized she had a lot more in store for me than just some facesitting and ass grabbing. Her arms were intentionally squeezing her large chest, her legs spreading and her knees parting underneath her, her pussy pressed into the cold gym floor.

"Fuck, yes, I need you," I growled, my voice low and gravely.

"Well, you're gonna have to do a bit more convincing than that," Jihyo grinned, her hands still pumping my shaft. She lowered her head, and her warm, wet tongue licked the tip of my dick, the saliva spreading. Her eyes fluttered, and her lips spread, engulfing the tip and leaving with an audible smooch.

"Jesus, fuck," I grunted, a wave of pleasure coursing through my veins.

"How about you ask Mommy to keep going, and maybe I will," Jihyo spoke, her tone sultry and low. My heart skipped a beat and a jolt went down to my crotch, a shock of adrenaline coursing through my blood. I swallowed, and stared, taking a moment to register what she just said.

"I can't hear you," She taunted.

"P-please, can you keep going, Mommy," I shuddered, my hands swiping against the wall behind me. Her cleavage bounced and jiggled as her body reacted. She bit her lip, trying to hide her growing grin. "That's what I thought, good boy," She purred. Jihyo leaned in and kissed the tip of my cock, her lips soft and tender.

"Shit, yes," I sighed, feeling her lips press onto my mushroom. Jihyo opened her mouth and took my cockhead in, the warmth of her wet cavern engulfing me. I was lost, the sensation was unbelievable. I felt her lips glide over and stop at the end of my tip, sucking and pulling back.

She pulled off with a pop and began planting kisses along the side of my length, her eyes glancing up and never breaking eye contact. "Mm, you're such a good boy, Minjae," Jihyo praised. She took me in her mouth once more, her tongue swirling around the shaft and the tip, and her hands wrapped around the base, stroking and twisting.

"Fuuuuck," I groaned, throwing my head back and letting it roll against the wall. Her head closed in on my dick and pushed me deep into her mouth, swallowing. She reached the halfway point, my tip nudging the back of her throat. From there, Jihyo stayed and let her mouth work magic, her hands squeezing the lower part of my dick, her tongue caressing my length, and her lips sliding against the sides.

"Fuck, Mommy, Jesus, oh shit," I grunted, struggling to keep quiet. Her cheeks were hollowed as she started to suck, her lips tightening around me.

"Mmm, mmmm," Jihyo was humming, her head beginning to bob. Every time she descended, her throat contracted, and her muscles flexed, massaging and gripping my meat. With every passing second, the tension was rising, and the pleasure was overwhelming. My fingers curled and scraped against the wall behind me.

I didn't even notice that her free hand was traveling, her nails dragging across my upper thigh and her palm settling on my balls.

"A-ah, fuck," I moaned, looking down at her. Sensing my gaze, Jihyo's big eyes glanced up at me, her lashes fluttering and her eyebrows raising. I saw the way her cheeks were sucked in, and her jaw was working. Her big jugs were moving side to side with her bobbing head, the fat tits shaking and bouncing.

It felt like she shifted into a second gear, her speed picking up and her sucking becoming deeper and more powerful. My tip was pounding against the back of her throat, and the sound of her gagging filled the air, followed by the lewd sound of slurping and slapping.

"Jihyo, shit, Mommy, ahh, holy shit," I grunted, gritting my teeth. The feeling was too much, and the pressure was building up inside of me, threatening to erupt. My knees buckled, and I was fighting the urge to grab the back of her head and skullfuck her.

"Mm, mm, mmm," She was moaning, her noises muffled by my thick meat. My body was shaking and convulsing, and I was holding myself back. Jihyo could tell, her hand grabbing my hip and her nails digging into the skin. She forced me still and took the opportunity to push me deeper, her throat expanding and her muscles contracting.

I could just imagine the length of my dick entering into her throat canal and stretching it. Jihyo was relentless, and I could feel myself edging. Her soft gags as my cock invaded her mouth and the way her tongue was caressing me were sending me over. She was drooling, spit dripping out from her sealed lips and coating the lower part of her face.

Her pace was increasing and her head was bobbing faster and faster. It was hard to watch, and it was too much. Jihyo's head was slamming against my groin and her nose was bumping into my lower stomach. The pleasure was intense, and her slurping and sucking were obscene, filling the air alongside the sounds of gagging and slapping.

Jihyo's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she pulled her lips off of my shaft, taking a deep breath and opening her mouth wide. The string of saliva and precum hung above her chin, and her tongue was outstretched. Without saying anything, her hands dropped to her chest and she lifted her bra up, freeing her massive tits.

They bounced, the heavy, round mounds flopping down and jiggling. A breath got caught in my throat, and my heart stopped for a second. My mind was blown. Jihyo grinned seeing my reaction, her teeth biting down on her plump bottom lip. "Do you like Mommy's tits, baby?" She cooed, her hands massaging her boobs and lifting them up.

"Yeah, yeah, I love them, fuck," I said, unable to look away. She giggled and raised herself up on her knees, pushing her tits together and creating a deep and wide valley. Loving where it was going, I awaited the moment my dick would slide in between those soft mounds.

Jihyo held me still and pushed her breasts around the sides of my cock, her hands pushing and kneading her boobs. The warmth was indescribable, and the pressure was unlike anything I've ever felt before. I looked down, seeing her cleavage swallowing me whole.

"You're such a big boy," Jihyo commented, her eyes staring down. She licked her lips and pushed her body into her palms, squeezing her boobs together, "Does this feel good?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah, so good, fuck," I replied, nodding. I flung my head up and stared at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down. Jihyo's tongue was lashing out, licking the top of my dick and teasing the slit as it exited her cleavage. "Look at me, I'm your Mommy, baby," She stated, her words causing a stir inside of me.

I brought a hand to my mouth and bit on my knuckles, stifling the moan that escaped. Jihyo was smirking, and her big, dark eyes were locked onto me. My dick was poking out from the top of her cleavage, and her head was lowering. Her mouth engulfed the tip, her tongue circling around the rim and the base.

Over-stimulating and teasing, the pleasure was unbearable. I was struggling. Her warm and soft breasts were pressed against me, and the weight and the size was adding pressure. Her hands were squeezing the sides of her fat mounds, her nails sinking into the supple and pliable flesh. Followed by her wet and smooth tongue, lapping and sucking on my tip, I couldn't last any longer.

"Jesus, fuck, shit, holy, mm," I grunted, trying to form coherent sentences.

"What is it, baby, does it feel good? Does it make you feel good to be in between Mommy's big, soft tits?" Jihyo purred, her eyes glinting and a wide smile spreading across her glossy lips.

"Ah, yes, shit, Mommy," I mumbled, struggling to get the words out.

"I want you to cum, baby, shoot your load all over my tits, would you like that? Will you cum for me?" Jihyo spoke, her eyes hooded.

"Fuck, yes," I nodded, "I will."

"Good boy, come on, give it to me, cum for Mommy," Jihyo urged, her head descending and her tongue lapping and sucking at the tip of my dick. I could see her neck bulge and contract as she moved. Her eyes were filled with lust, her gaze strong. Her big tits were swallowing my meat, and I couldn't contain myself any longer.

"Shit, shit, fuck, Mommy, Jesus," I shouted, throwing my head back and arching my spine. My hips bucked forward and a wave of adrenaline washed over me. That knot in my stomach was starting to unravel and the pleasure was overwhelming. The pressure was building and the heat was rising, I could feel myself reaching the peak.

"Mmm, fuck," I grunted, thrusting. I felt my dick throb and a surge of electricity went through me. My body tensed, and I was thrown over the edge, an orgasm exploding through my entire being. "A-ah," I groaned, throwing my head back and hitting the drywall.

I felt my dick pulse, and a burst of semen shot out, painting the roof of her mouth. Jihyo flinched, surprised by the sudden force, and backed away. Another shot fired out, landing on her eyebrow and catching her eye. She gasped, and opened her mouth, her eyes watching my cock as it pulsated.

Another streak flew out and hit her cheek, sticking to her skin. My dick twitched and spurted, coating her lips and chin, and leaving her messy. The sticky fluid dripped and flowed out, a thick white trail hanging off her lower lip and dangling. My final shots hit her chest, a few ropes shooting onto her boobs.

"Mmm, look at that," Jihyo moaned, watching my penis pulse and ejaculate. Her tits were covered in a layer of sperm, and her cleavage was coated. My seed dripped and ran down her cleavage and into the valley. I was breathless, and panting, a layer of sweat covering my body. My dick was still rock-hard and the sight of her messy and slutty face was too hot.

"So messy, baby," Jihyo smiled, bringing her hands up to her face and wiping her eye. Her fingers brushed the cum away and collected the seed. She brought her digits to her lips and sucked, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Damn," I breathed. She got to wiping the rest of her face, scooping the jizz that landed on her eyelid and sucking her fingers. Once she was clean, Jihyo turned her attention back to her chest, running her index and middle fingers over her mounds. They slid across the smooth and round surface, collecting the semen.

"Tastes so good," Jihyo whispered, her hands cupping her boobs and raising them. I watched as she collected my fluids, and sucked her fingers. My cock was still standing, and my blood was rushing through my veins. I wanted her, I needed her.

"Fuck," I grunted, falling to my knees and pressing my lips against hers. I didn't care that she had just sucked off my sperm with those lips because my hands immediately got work kneading her breasts, my fingers digging into her mounds. She moaned, a soft and quiet sound, her hands wrapping around my wrists and guiding me.

I could feel her hard nipples, the erect nubs rubbing against the palms of my hands. My fingers closed around her nipples and squeezed, twisting and pulling. She whined, the sound getting caught in her throat. Our tongues were swirling and dancing, and her breath was hot and heavy.

"Fuck," I muttered, breaking the kiss. I moved down, planting a kiss on her jawline and trailing down her neck. She sighed, her back arching and her body tensing. My lips reached her collarbone, and I continued descending, peppering kisses all over her soft skin.

"Mm, that's a good boy," Jihyo encouraged. I dropped lower, reaching her massive and perky breasts. I could see her hard nipples poking out and begging to be touched. My mouth wrapped around her nub and sucked, my tongue lashing out and flicking the tip.

"O-oh, ahh," She moaned, her arms wrapping around the back of my head. She grabbed my hair and tugged, a sharp and short gasp escaping her. "Good, oh, yes," She whispered, her words encouraging me.

My hand squeezed and massaged her other breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple and rolling it around.

"I knew you were a dirty boy, look at you, eating my tits," Jihyo purred, her voice low. "Don't forget the other one."

I moved onto her other boob and repeated my actions, my fingers groping and kneading her, and my tongue swiping and swirling around her nub. My other hand trailed down, moving past her abs and reaching the front of her thong. I felt the outline of her pussy and pushed down, my digits running along the length.

"Mm, Minjae," Jihyo whimpered. "More, please."

"I know," I growled, sucking her tit and popping her nipple out. I moved to the other one, doing the same. "Just let me enjoy myself, Mommy."

I pulled off her chest and took a step back, staring. Her tits were red, and her nipples were hard. There was a thin, transparent layer of sweat and spit coating her, and the sheen made her glow. She had her legs spread and her knees parted.

I moved towards her and grabbed the back of her thigh, my palm wrapping around her plump and toned asscheek. "C'mon, up," I said. She obliged, and rose, the two of us standing up.

"Fuck, what do you have for me?" She whispered, staring down. Her hand found its way to the base of my shaft and wrapped around it.

"Whatever you want, Mommy," My hand pulled up on the front of her thong, watching as her face twisted and her eyes glinted. Jihyo's lips were pursed, and her feet raised up to a tiptoe, trying to relieve some of the discomfort.

"Oh, fuck, yeah," She gasped, a high-pitched and sharp moan escaping her. I pulled her with me as I walked us towards the nearest flat bench. I let go of her underwear, letting it snap back to her crotch, and pushed her back.

She fell, her hands finding support on the padded bench behind her. Her thighs were spread, and her feet were planted. I came forward, placing my knee in between her legs, and leaned down, my lips attacking her neck and leaving sloppy and wet kisses.

"Ah, ah, shit, yeah, just like that," Jihyo cooed, her hand moving up and wrapping around the back of my head. I kissed down her neck and reached her collarbone, biting down on the bone.

"Ow, fuck," She winced. My hand went up to her tits and grabbed ahold, squeezing the fat and groping her. "Minjae, shit, ahh, keep going," She moaned, her nails scratching the back of my head.

"Don't worry, I've got a lot more planned for you," I grinned, my teeth grazing her skin. My hand dropped and slid past her abs, reaching the waistband of her thong. From my pulling, the fabric was lodged deep into her vagina. Her lips practically spilled out from the sides. I gave her relief by tugging them down her legs, revealing her wet cunt.

Her lips were soaked and dripping. It looked so juicy, and her clit was throbbing, peeking out from the folds. "Holy fuck, is this for me?" I asked, grabbing ahold of my length.

"Only if you want it, baby," Jihyo grinned, a mischievous look in her eyes. I brought my hips closer, and lined up the tip of my dick, the mushroom brushing against her slit. Her back arched, and she gasped, the sensation causing a shiver to run down her spine.

"Fuck, yes, Minjae, oh," She whined.

"Yeah, is this what you want, Mommy? Huh?" I grunted, slowly pushing the tip of my cock into her snatch. Together, the two of us moaned, the sound harmonizing and blending. She was so warm, and wet, her juices leaking and running down my length. Her walls were tight, and it felt like she was trying to suck me in.

"You're so tight," I whispered, her body shuddering. My hands were grabbing onto her hips, and my fingers dug into her pliable skin. "And, so wet," I added, a wide grin spreading across my lips.

"It's all for you, Minjae, you've earned it, ahh, ahh," Jihyo was sighing, her body relaxing. Her toes curled, and her spine straightened. I started to pull my hips back, dragging the tip of my dick across her tight and soft inner walls. Her hands were holding the bench below her, and her nails were scratching at the surface.

"How's it feel?" I asked, looking down and seeing her folds swallow the first inch or two of my shaft. She was taking me in so well.

"S-so good," She shuddered, her thighs quaking. "I want all of it."

"All of it? How much do you think you can take?" I wondered.

"All of it, Minjae, fuck, don't stop," Jihyo commanded.

"I'm not, I'm not," I laughed, continuing my motions. My hips rolled, and my pelvis gyrated, sliding into her pussy. Her drenched insides were helping me along, and her fluids were acting as lubrication. Slowly but surely, inch after inch, my shaft entered deeper into her and her legs shook, her body convulsing.

"O-oh, fu-, fuck," She whimpered, her mouth agape and her eyebrows knitting together. "S-so big, Jesus," She stuttered, her breathing shaky. A loose laugh escaped from me as I tried to regain my focus, a surge of pleasure running through me and sending me into a state of euphoria.

Even if I wasn't all the way in, I pulled my hips back and forced myself back in, getting that bit deeper everytime. Jihyo screamed, a sharp cry of ecstasy as her spine arched and her toes curled. I whipped my head around, noting no intervention or interruption, and brought my gaze back down, staring at the beautiful girl underneath me.

The tan, olive skin, the dark and silky hair, her big, dark, and beautiful eyes, the pouty lips, the perfect tits, her toned and lean physique, and the curves of her figure. All of her features combined created the epitome of sex appeal. And, then, her expression, the look in her eyes. She was begging for it.

I pushed forward, burying the final inch into her and reaching her cervix. She cried, her hands leaving the bench and curling into fists. My balls slapped against her skin, the smacking and slapping sound filling the air, followed by the squelching noise and the grunts and moans.

"Fucking hell," I groaned, her warmth and tightness overwhelming me. The wet, smooth, and soft flesh of her insides wrapped around my member, the pressure rising. I pistoned my hips, sending ripples through her body. Her tits swayed like water, the supple and pliable orbs shaking.

"God damn, look at that," I commented, a smirk stretching across my lips.

"I can't, shut up and fuck me, please, Jesus, God," She moaned, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.

"Yes, mommy," I complied, thrusting into her and driving her body forward. "You're a slut, huh?"

"Mmm, yeah, a dirty little whore," She moaned, her back arching and her hips bucking.

"I love these, fucking shit," I moaned, groping and kneading her mounds while I continued pumping my hips, slamming my groin against hers. The two of us were sweating, our bodies glowing under the studio lighting. I could see the perspiration forming, and the layer of salty fluid covering us.

Jihyo's mouth was hanging open and her eyes were half-closed. I was hitting deep and hitting her g-spot, and she was struggling to stay conscious. My balls were slapping against her skin and making an impactful and loud noise. My pubic bone was hitting her clit and stimulating the bundle of nerves, sending electricity up her spine.

I leaned forward, pressing my chest against hers and forcing her body down, trapping her. She couldn't move, and could only accept the treatment, the pounding and thrusting. "Ah, mm, Minjae, oh, f-fuck, fuck, shit," She groaned, her voice low.

I pressed my lips against hers, swallowing her moans and silencing her. My tongue entered her mouth and wrapped around her own, swirling and dancing. My teeth bit down on her lower lip and tugged. I could taste the mint, and smell the scent.

"F-fu-, mmm," She hummed, her breath hitching. I broke the kiss and stared at her. She was a mess. Her hair was a mess, the bangs were sticking to her forehead. The foundation was smeared, and the eyeliner was messy.

"C'mon, look at me," I urged, pulling my hand off her hip and moving it to her jawline, forcing her head still. Her eyes locked onto mine, her orbs were hazy and unfocused, clouded by lust. Her cheeks were a dark red, and her nostrils were flaring. "I need to see more of you," I sighed, watching as her lips quivered.

I let go of her face and tit, grabbing her at the waist and trying to pull her off the bench. Jihyo lazily lifted her elbows under her and made it easier for me to flip her around. Jihyo stood off the bench, using her arms to hold herself up as I kept myself in her pussy. She was now bent over the padded surface, and her hands were on the bench. I brought a hand down and swatted her asscheek, feeling the skin ripple.

"A-ah," Jihyo cried, a high-pitched and loud shriek.

"Fuck, you like that, huh, dirty little slut," I said, spanking her again, watching her skin ripple and the imprint of my hand forming. "So much meat to grab," I grinned, groping her and kneading her. I held her with one hand, and brought my other hand down, feeling the firmness of her ass.

"Shit, oh, oh," Jihyo was whining, her voice weak and quiet. Her arms were shaky, and her knees were weak, and I wasn't done with her. I started pumping again, ramming into her. My shaft was slick and covered in her juices. They were flowing down my legs and creating a mess, leaving a sticky puddle on the floor.

"Ah, shit, shit, yeah, Minjae," She groaned, her back arching and her head dropping. My dick was buried deep into her cunt, and I was reaching her depths, pounding into her. I could see the bulge forming, and I could feel her body tense and her pussy squeeze.

"F-fuck, Jesus," I muttered, bringing a hand forward and tangling it into her hair. I grabbed her by her locks and pulled her head back, lifting her chin and forcing her spine to bend.

"A-ah, oh, mm, fuck, yes," She cried, a smile spreading across her lips. My pace increased, and I was slamming into her, thrusting and sending her forward, her knees threatening to give out. "Shit, shit, yes, yeah, yeah," Jihyo was groaning, her body shuddering. Her ass was shaking, even the muscles in her thick legs were tensing.

I could feel her tighten around my member, and I knew what was about to happen.

"Oh, fuck, ah," She screamed, her legs quaking.

"What are you going to do, cum for me?" I teased, pulling her hair.

"Y-yes," Jihyo whimpered, a smile forming on her lips.

"Then, do it," I commanded.

"Jesus, yes, ah," She gasped, her knees buckling. With that, I felt the gush of fluids soak my groin and drench me. Her juices were warm, and her release was messy. It coated my cock, and dripped down the length, coating her thighs and running down her legs. Some even found themselves coming out like a faucet, hitting the leather of the bench with a loud, wet pitter patter.

"There you go, there's a good girl," I cooed, releasing her hair and letting her head fall, her head hanging down as she gasped for air. I kept at it, trying to reach my own orgasm and fill her insides with my thick, white cream. Her tits swayed underneath her, and her perky ass bounced as I slammed my pelvis into her.

"Jesus, fu-fuck," Jihyo cursed, her voice weak and shaky. Her hands were slipping, and her forearms were starting to slide. I was getting close, and I was ready to release. The knot in my stomach was unraveling and the pleasure was overwhelming. The pressure was building and the heat was rising, and I was about to reach the peak.

Wanting to edge myself for just a bit longer, I attempted to distract myself by focusing on her. "You're so hot," I commented, groping her asscheek and spanking her. Jihyo let out a gasp, her breath hitching, and she tightened, the walls squeezing.

"Fu-," She was cut off, a yelp escaping her when I cracked her ass, her body lurching. I kept it going, finding a smooth rhythm between pounding and slapping. Everytime, she would flinch, and tighten.

"Jesus, keep doing that," Jihyo muttered, her words muffled. Her face was buried into her arms, and she was trying to regain her composure. "Please, God, please."

"I know, I know," I replied, my palm meeting her cheek and observing her entire body jump. The impact was sharp and stung. She was getting louder, and her cries were turning into shrieks, her screams getting higher in pitch. At this point, the worker at the front had to know what was going on but we were in too deep to care and stop. With every thrust, her entire body would absorb the shock and the reverberations would travel through her body. Her built-in airbags would feel the blow, her breasts shaking and bouncing underneath her.

"Fu-, shit, Jesus," Jihyo moaned, her body shaking and trembling. "I-I'm going to-, mmm, yes," She whimpered, her head falling. Shit, again? I was right there with her. I was ready, and needed to release. The pressure was reaching a critical point and the heat was becoming unbearable.

"C'mon, just a bit longer," I pleaded, trying to keep myself from orgasming.

"Minjae, fuck, fu-, I'm c-cumming, oh, Jesus, f-fuck," Jihyo screamed, her pussy clamping down on my cock, the vice-like grip tightening once again. "I'm cu-," Her words were lost and replaced with a silent scream, her throat closing.

With her sudden, and second, climax, the floodgates opened and the dam broke, and she was squirting again. The torrent of fluids came out and hit the bench. A pool of her juices formed, and it was running off the side and hitting the ground. Her legs were shaking, and her entire body was convulsing, the tremors causing her ass to jiggle and her tits to wobble.

I couldn't take it. Seeing her like this, her beautiful body quivering, her tight and sopping wet snatch sucking my cock in, and the fact that we were probably getting caught. There was no way the employee at the front was unaware.

"Fuck, Jesus, Jihyo," I grunted, releasing a final thrust. My shaft was buried to the hilt in her pussy, the tip brushing against her cervix. I released a heavy stream of hot and thick sperm, filling her womb. My cum flooded her insides, and the excess spilled out, the sticky, white fluid mixing with her juices.

"A-ah," Jihyo whimpered, a gasp escaping her, feeling the warmth enter her body.

"Shit, fuck, Jesus," I was panting, the energy leaving my body and a wave of fatigue crashing over me. "Fuck."

"O-oh," Jihyo whined, her body quivering and the aftershocks taking over.

"Fuck," I repeated, pulling out and seeing a mixture of the two of us leak out. The white semen mixed with her clear juices, dripping down her legs and onto the floor. "Sorry," I said, looking down and realizing the mess that was being created.

"Mm," She hummed, her eyes fluttering. Jihyo fell limp, her legs giving out and her body slumping onto the bench. She was a mess. Her skin was damp and sticky, and her hair was all over the place. Her limbs hung off the side as her lower body simply sat in the mess of her fluids. Worrying about myself, I found my clothes and redressed myself, weirdly admiring the formerly strong girl looking so defeated and frail.

She was barely breathing, and her eyelids were twitching, her eyes moving underneath. Her lips were parted and she was muttering, her words incomprehensible.

"Hey, Mommy," I teased, poking her, "Look who couldn't keep up with our workout."

"S-shut up," Jihyo slurred, a tired and lazy smile on her lips. She pushed her arms underneath her and used them to support her torso, pushing herself up and off the bench. Once her feet were planted, she turned around and looked at the puddle, her face scrunching.

"You've gotta be kidding me," She grumbled, a hand moving down to wipe away some of the mess.

"Well, I'm gonna head home, thanks for the workout," I said, taking a few steps towards the entrance.

"Wait, Minjae!" Jihyo's face was bright red, and her eyes were wide. "Y-you have to help me clean up."

"No, I don't, sorry," I smirked, waving at her before boldly walking away. That's what she gets for trying to play around with my workout.

Thursday | January 11th, 2024 | 12:42 PM

I gasped and opened my eyes, reeling from the mind-blowing orgasm I had just experienced. Fuck, holy shit. My body was twitching, and I could feel the aftershock of my ejaculation. My dick was still throbbing and pulsing within Nakyung's hand, but the load was completely spent.

The used underwear was stuck to my nose and my crotch was dripping with my seed. I tried catching my breath, blinking away the dizziness and relaxing the muscles in my body.

"Mmm, fuck," Nakyung moaned, her hand slowing and her breathing normalizing. She let go of my cock, and slowly pulled her hand out from her shorts, both covered with sex juices.

I could feel her gaze on me, and as the haze slowly lifted, I became more aware of the situation. The strong scent of the worn thong was lingering in my nostrils, and my nose was being tickled by the soft material. My dick was cooling down, but the panties were still snug around the base of my cock.

Nakyung let out a heavy sigh, sitting back and sinking into the chair, "Holy shit, that was fucking intense."

I pulled Jihyo's thong off of my face and looked over at Nakyung, who laid back whilst keeping Jihyo's underwear to her nose. "Jesus," I groaned.

"Yeah, fuck," Nakyung panted. "Wow, holy shit, okay. That was, something else."

"Uh, yeah," I agreed.

"You shot a huge load," Nakyung said, lifting her hand and holding up what seemed to be my entire ejaculate. I looked over and watched as she rubbed her fingers together, the sticky liquid webbing between the digits. "Did the panties get you off that much?"

"Probably," I answered.

"Mmm," Nakyung hummed. She slowly raised her cum-soaked fingers, and placed them between her lips, sucking on them and running her tongue all over her fingers.

"Jesus, you're a freak," I remarked.

"Yup," She simply murmured, pulling her digits out of her mouth. She then brought the hand to her shorts, and rubbed her sex with the remaining mess. Fuck, she's so arousing.

"Wanna fuck upstairs?" Nakyung asked, her head lolling to the side and her eyes were half-open.

“But I have work in a few hours," I answered, looking down at the mess on my crotch, "Make it quick. Let's clean up first, though."

"Mm, okay," She muttered. Together, we got to work making ourselves look presentable. Only to completely dishevel ourselves when we go upstairs.

Park Jihyo - Obtained 1/11/24

Sorry for the late upload! I was really revising this one because I wanted it to be unique enough from my other chapters. Don't sue me :(. Hopefully it lives up to the wait, because I can PROMISE that this next chapter will be 1. my favorite chapter that I will have written so far 2. my chaewon lovers are gonna be blessed 3. not late (hopefully!). Thanks as always, feedback and comments always helps! -PI