Chapter 7: Am I Seeing Things?

Saturday | October 7th, 2023 | 11:23 PM

Nakyung took the panties from my hand, which I gave up without a fight. My heart was still pounding from doing what I never thought I’d ever do in a million years. I wiped my hand across my forehead and collected a shitload of sweat, all that anxiety mixed with the alcohol was messing with my bodily functions.

Nakyung stared at the panties, grinning at the vulgar text on the crotch. She pervertedly sniffed them, her eyes near rolling back in pleasure. “Fuck, you’re fucking insane for that,” Nakyung gasped.

"Says the one who was totally against it earlier, now look at her, getting all touchy feely," I remarked, laughing softly.

"I still think you were being reckless, what would've happened if you slipped and fell or someone saw you climbing up there," Nakyung lectured, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Okay, you have a point, but, it worked, didn't it?" I grinned, throwing my hands on my hips, proudly. Nakyung gave me a look, as if she was saying, "I guess so, but don't push your luck," before bringing the thong up to her nose again. I watched her savor the smell of Joy's private scent, her face twisting in ecstasy.

I was unaware of how aroused the scene was making me until my dick pressed painfully against my pants. Nakyung's eyes peered over the top of the panties, a sly smile creeping up on her face as she noticed the obvious bulge.

"Can't hold it till later? You wanna do it right now, don't you?" Nakyung smirked, pulling the thong away from her face. Slowly, she held eye contact with me as she fumbled with her jeans and slid them down her legs, dropping them completely to the floor. It wasn't my first time seeing her bare legs, but damn were they hot. Her slender legs led up to the white underwear she wore that night.

Her naughty fingers held onto Joy's thong by its waistband while her hands traveled up her legs onto the waistband of her own panties. With one movement, Nakyung dropped her underwear to the ground on top of her jeans. Her pussy was freshly shaven and the lips were puffy with arousal. I couldn't peel my eyes away from her exposed genitalia, the thought of sliding my cock between her slick lips drove me insane.

Nakyung softly chuckled at me, her sweet laugh taunted me as she knew she had my undivided attention. My erection was fighting hard against my own pants, pushing hard against it as if it was trying to break free.

"Wait for it," Nakyung whispered. Her thumbs hooked themselves underneath the waistband of Joy's underwear, and she danced around in place as her hips shimmied Joy's thong up her legs. Slowly, the "FUCK ME" text came into view and the lower half of the text was pressed firmly against her mound. The thong was slightly damp in the front, a testament to its recent wear, and a wet spot appeared in the front of the underwear, an addition from its current wearer.

I licked my lips and swallowed hard, the dryness in my mouth was unbearable. It didn't help that the alcohol was still in my system. My hands reached for her waist, and her own arms wrapped around my neck. I leaned in close and our lips met. Our bodies pressed together as we kissed each other hard. Nakyung's lips tasted like a mix of cherry chapstick and bitter and pungent alcohol.

She moaned softly into my mouth as I grabbed her ass and gave it a hard squeeze. "You're fucking crazy, Nakyung," I breathed. Our eyes locked, her deep brown eyes were filled with lust, her dilated pupils were like a black hole of deviation.

"No. Don't call me Nakyung. Call me Joy for now," Nakyung answered, grinning devilishly. I laughed, almost mockingly from the sheer absurdness out of nowhere. "Oh really, so that's your kink, huh? Being called someone else's name," I teased.

"Not my kink, just want you to get into the mood, y'know? Just for now, imagine I'm Joy," Nakyung whispered. She leaned in close and pressed her lips onto mine, our eyes closed as we took each other in. Our lips locked together in a rhythmic dance, her tongue slipping in and caressing my own. Our tongues wrestled, tasting and teasing each other. As if it was magic, I imagined Nakyung's body slowly morphing underneath my touch. The shape of her nose changed, her face became fuller, the lips against mine became bigger and more plump, the texture of her hair was softer, and her scent changed.

I was making out with Joy, right here, right now, in the bathroom. It was the weirdest and most fucked up thing I had ever done in my life. But the alcohol was giving me the push I needed to do this. It didn't help that a part of me actually thought about it, thought about kissing and touching her. I spent a majority of the day, thinking and lusting over Joy, and now it was a fantasy that was becoming a reality.

Nakyung, or, Joy, broke our kiss, pulling away and gasping for air. It was then I could see Joy in her full glory. Her curvy body filled out the small shirt that Nakyung wore, her wide hips were hugged tightly by the thong. Her thighs were so meaty and plump, I was aching to sink my teeth into them. My hands trailed up her sides, and reached for her breasts through the shirt. I kneaded her breasts in my hand, feeling up her soft flesh through her shirt and bra. Her moans filled the bathroom and echoed throughout the small space.

"Come on, I know you wanna see these," Joy breathed, reaching for her shirt. With one smooth movement, she pulled the shirt up and over her head, exposing her lacy white bra to me. Her breasts filled the bra, spilling out over the cups.

"Damn, Joy," I grinned. Joy grinned and bit her bottom lip. "So, you wanna fuck me now?" Joy teased, reaching behind her back and unclipping her bra, letting the straps fall from her shoulders and her bra fall onto the bathroom floor. Her breasts bounced from their confines, revealing her round breasts and pink, stiff nipples. My cock throbbed painfully inside of my jeans, aching to be set free.

"Definitely," I replied, leaning in close and planting kisses along the side of her neck. I trailed down her neck and chest, stopping right at her breasts. I pressed my tongue flat on her nipple and swirled around it, the taste of her sweaty skin was addicting. My hands found their way down to her hips.

My hands groped her ass and I could feel how round and plump her butt was. My fingers squeezed and spread her asscheeks, her flesh spilling in between the gaps. It felt like I couldn't grab enough of her ass, no matter how much I groped and played with it.

Joy moaned and ran her fingers through my hair, guiding me to her other breast. I gladly followed and gave her other nipple the same treatment. I could feel the heat of her body, the warmth radiating off her skin. My hands were roaming all over her body, finding unexplored regions to explore.

A gasp escaped her lips as my hand snaked in between her legs and cupped her crotch. My fingers rested lazily over her lips and my palm pressed firmly against her mound, covering the "FUCK ME" text with my hand. "Fuck, you're wet, aren't you?" I murmured, a sly smile playing on my lips.

"Quit fucking with me," Joy giggled, pressing her forehead against mine. Her hand snaked in between us and unbuckled my belt, the clinking of the metal sounding like music to my ears. The next sound was my zipper being pulled down and my pants falling to the floor. The coolness of the bathroom was a pleasant feeling on my legs, but the heat inside of me was boiling.

My boxers were tented, the outline of my erect cock was obvious and the precum that had leaked through had stained the front. Joy giggled as her hand reached down and rubbed the outline of my erection. Her fingers curled underneath the waistband and slowly, the head of my cock was revealed. Joy licked her lips and pushed my underwear all the way down.

My cock sprang free, slapping against her stomach. "God, you're so hard, Minjae," Joy gasped, grabbing my erection. She jerked my cock in her hand, pumping her hand up and down my shaft. Precum oozed from the tip and her hand became slick with the lubrication. Her fingers slowly moved, gliding up and down, the friction was intense.

I let out a groan and leaned back until my back hit against a wall. Her thumb spread the precum leaking from the tip of my cock all around, lubing up my shaft. Joy giggled as she lowered herself, getting on her knees, her face close to my cock. Her lips were parted and her tongue poked out, her eyes looked up at me and I could tell she was enjoying every moment of this.

Her lips wrapped around the tip of my cock and her tongue began swirling around the head, licking and slurping my precum. She bobbed her head back and forth, her hand stroking the base of my cock. I watched her closely, the way her eyes closed in pleasure as she tasted me. She even tossed her long black hair to the side, letting her locks drape down her shoulder and over her naked breast. She moaned as she worked her tongue all around the tip, sucking and slurping.

It was an amazing feeling, and I couldn't help myself from wanting to cum. It was just too much pleasure, too good to last.

"Fuck, you're so good at this," I grunted, leaning my head back against the wall. "Mmm, really?" Joy asked, popping off of my cock and licking her lips. The sudden absence of her mouth made me look down, and our eyes met. She smiled coyly at me and winked, her lips were slick with her saliva and precum.

"Please, keep going," I pleaded. Joy chuckled and nodded her head. "Sure, but only because you said please," she whispered. Joy took me in her mouth again and started to bob her head faster. She sucked harder this time, bobbing her head back and forth, the slurping sounds and her moaning was the soundtrack to our sinful acts. It didn't take long for me to get back into the pleasure.

"Fucking shit, keep going, babe," I groaned, placing my hand on the top of her head and tangling my fingers in her hair. Joy didn't stop, she kept working her mouth over my shaft, taking me as far as she could without gagging. My hips slowly thrusted back and forth, my cock sliding in and out of her warm and wet mouth.

Joy was an absolute angel with the way her lips moved up and down my cock, she knew exactly where to put her tongue, and what to do to send me over the edge. She moaned and sucked hard, her hands grabbed my balls and she rolled them between her fingers.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!" I felt myself push harder up against the wall as my body tensed up ready to blow my load. Joy dragged her lips off my tip and stuck her tongue out awaiting my gift. With spasms of pleasure, my cock shot out strings of white out towards Joy. Within seconds, Joy’s beautiful face was covered with a web of my sperm. Her mouth had collected a fair amount of cum, covering her tongue and lips. A few stray drops had landed in her hair, some even caught onto her eyelashes.

My cum dripped from her face, rolling down her chin, her chest, her breasts. Joy giggled and opened her mouth wide, showing the pool of semen collecting on her tongue. Her throat contracted and she swallowed, gulping down my seed.

The alcohol and the excitement mixed well and was a great combination, but my mind was a complete mess. I was high off the feeling, but I didn't know what was going on anymore.

"Mmmm, so tasty," Joy giggled. She rose up to her feet and her lips locked onto mine. We shared a passionate kiss, the taste of my own cum on her tongue. Her lips were sticky with my sperm and I could feel some of it clinging to my own lips. Sober Minjae would've called it gross but in the moment, it felt right.

"Fuck, Joy," I said, breaking the kiss. I couldn't believe what had happened. That must've been the best blowjob I've ever gotten in my life.

"Did you like that? Huh?" Joy asked, licking her lips and wiping the remaining sperm off her face.

"Yes," I replied. My mind was still spinning. Joy chuckled and her hands cupped my cheeks. Her touch was like a jolt, snapping me back to reality. "You want more?" She asked, making taunting puppy eyes up at me.

I stared into her deep brown eyes and felt something stir inside me. I nodded into her hands, and she grinned widely.

"That's a good boy," she giggled. She turned her body towards the sink, her back facing me. Her hands placed themselves on the edge of the counter, her legs parted and she arched her back, her ass jutted out towards me. The sight was mouth watering. Her big, round, and juicy ass was presented to me, the bottom half of the "FUCK ME" text still pressed against her mound. The wet spot had grown, and the black material had darkened, clinging onto her skin. She wiggled her ass in the air, showing off for me.

"Come and get it," she taunted, looking back at me and winking.

I didn't need to be told twice. I stepped forward and placed a hand on her hips, pulling her close. Her butt was pushed out against my cock, the head was still covered with her spit and my precum, which she smeared all over her ass. I rubbed my cock up and down in between her butt cheeks, the feeling of her skin rubbing up against my erection was too good.

"God, your cock feels so good," she purred. Her hand reached behind and grabbed my dick, and positioned the tip of my cock up against her pussy, pushing the entrance of her thong to the side. "Come on, don't tease me, fuck me," she whispered. The words across the crotch of her thong infiltrated my mind and clouded my judgment. I slowly pushed forward, and her tight, wet entrance welcomed my cock.

"Holy fuck, you're so tight," I shuddered, grabbing her hips tighter as I slowly pushed my cock inside her pussy. The sensation was intense and indescribable. Joy's moans grew louder and she arched her back even more.

"F-fuck! You're so big!" Joy squealed, her breath hitched as I slid further into her.

We were doing it. We were fucking, right here, in the bathroom, at the house party of one of my friends, with her own underwear. The thrill and the taboo was making my heart beat out of my chest, and my cock throbbed.

I pulled back and slammed into her, earning another squeal from her. The slapping of my hips against her butt was like music to my ears, the sound of her flesh and my skin meeting echoed in the room. Joy's hands were gripping the edges of the counter tightly as I thrust in and out of her, each thrust sending waves of pleasure up my spine.

My eyes focused on the "FUCK ME" text of her underwear stretched around her crotch, a reminder that the panties belonged to the girl who was now underneath me.