Mine

“Fuck her mouth.”

The words seem almost out of place coming from Miyoui Mina’s mouth - from lips so soft and full, and a face so elegant and graceful. She sits like a princess atop her throne on the U-shaped leather couch opposite you and Nayeon, legs crossed, naked except for the black skirt still annoyingly wrapped around her waist. Her posture, her bearing, every little bit about her seems drastically at odds with the circumstances and the environment in which she was currently present.

“Stand up. Fuck her mouth,” she says, the words friendly but direct, as though she were givng a lost tourist directions to a nearby landmark, and not instructing her boyfriend in a sexual act with one of her group members.

Im Nayeon lets your cock slip from her full red lips as you stand, your body obeying Mina’s orders without a second thought; so powerful is her hold over you that you were willing to at least temporarily stop the older Korean girl from taking your cock in and out of her mouth. 

She lets out a little whimper as you stand in front of her, her large round eyes looking up at you as if you’d just deprived her of some sweet treat that she was in the middle of enjoying. Her perfect red lips curve downward, her lower lip protruding in a slight pout that would have been adorable were it not for the stiff cock currently pointed at her face, which put that pout in an altogether more lewd context.

You reach down with your hand, stroking the side of Nayeon’s face, enjoying the feel of smooth chestnut strands through your fingers as you run them through her hair. She smiles, nuzzles her cheek into your palm when you stroke her face - like an obedient pet. She runs her tongue over those plump, full lips of hers - glistening, red and tempting, like some forbidden apple.

On the screen, her group’s songs continue to play - now their newest title track is on. The lyrics of the track’s catchy hook, fittingly, talk about a red, red, red line.

The red line of Nayeon’s lips open, inviting you to fill her mouth -  and you smirk at yourself at the near perfect symmetry between the lyrics and the sight in front of you. With your right hand you grasp your cock at the base and place it at her lips, before thrusting slowly but strongly into her wet, hot cavern, filling her small little mouth with your shaft.

Before you know it you are thrusting in and out of Nayeon’s mouth at a slow but steady pace, the warm wetness of her lips and mouth and tongue eliciting a soft, long gasp of pleasure from your lips as you take your pleasure from the kneeling, submissive Korean girl. She places her hands on your pistoning hips, her lips tight around your shaft, her tongue playing merry havoc with the underside and tip of your cock.

“I told you to fuck her mouth,” Mina says, suddenly, her words piercing directly into your brain, somehow overpowering the loud music, the feel of Nayeon’s scalp in your hands and her lips and tongue on your shaft. Every syllable is perfectly pronounced, with perfect enunciation, like a princess delivering a royal rebuke from on high.

You tear your gaze from the ceiling, where you’d been staring in an attempt to keep at bay the pleasure coursing through your veins, and over at Mina. She has crossed her arms, her round, perfect breasts brought together deliciously by her upper arms. Her tits dangle there like perfect fruits - the most expensive, most ripe, most delicious kind.

But on her face is a look of contempt, of disappointment, as though she were royalty at the theatre, and the actors playing out in front of her were not up to her standards.

You realize that the pace you have set as you thrust in and out of her fellow group member’s mouth is not good enough, not fast enough for her. You instantly feel shamed, as though you’d let her down. She locks eyes with you, then gestures with her face towards Nayeon - and you realize what she means.

You grasp the back of Nayeon’s scalp with both hands - and begin to fuck her mouth faster, harder, your shaft pistoning in and out of the young woman’s mouth at a quick, frantic pace, as though you were hammering one of her other holes, and not that pretty, perfect little face of hers.

Nayeon grasps your hips in an effort to steady herself, and her brow scrunches slightly at your first few thrusts; but she soon gets used to the treatment, and the discomfort in those large, round eyes of hers quickly turns into something altogether darker, something a little more lustful and needy.

Saliva drips freely from the corners of her mouth to drip down her chin and onto her naked breasts, which are rocked with each thrust into her face. Her fingertips grip your hips with increasing tightness. But her eyes - her eyes tell you she loved it, loved the way she was being treated. More than loved it - she was getting off on it.

And so you fuck Im Nayeon’s mouth with a speed and recklessness that you never have dreamed of a few moments before. 

On the screen Mina sings about wanting to feel the highlight - and as you look down and watch as your cock recklessly pumps in and out of Nayeon’s full red lips - you wonder what could possibly be the highlight if this wasn’t.

“Enough,” Mina states - the single word piercing through the room again, grasping your full attention. You immediately stop your thrusts into Nayeon’s mouth, and stand there, awkwardly frozen, hilt deep inside the kneeling Korean girl’s warm, wet mouth.

“Fuck her now. On the couch.”

You look down, and watch as Nayeon slowly lets your stiff cock leave her mouth for the last time. She looks frazzled, a little dazed by the way you treated her - but her eyes, as always, do not lie - and they are still heavy with lust and need and want at the prospect of finally being fucked.

She stands, hooking her thumbs into her sweatpants and pulling them down her long, perfect legs - right along with her underwear. You take a moment to give her a long, lustful gaze from head to toe - the center of the nation’s girl group, naked, needy, wanton.

Now turning back is impossible, comes the lyrics from the TV. As Nayeon lies on the leather couch, spreading her legs to reveal the glistening, dripping lips of her pussy - you knew that turning back was, indeed, simply not a possibility.

You take position atop her, enjoying the feel of her warm thighs closing around your own. You press the tip of your cock at her opening, and with one long, slow stroke, slip inside Nayeon’s hot, wet, tight body. You brace yourself with your hands on either side of her head, looming over her, enjoying the dominant position and the feel of the submissive young woman’s pussy wrapped around your cock.

“Pound her,” Mina says, and a glance at her confirms that she has not moved an inch, legs and arms still crossed, back perfectly straight, cold eyes still locked on yours. “Hard.”

You tear your gaze from the Japanese girl’s piercing eyes to look down at Nayeon. Her tongue darts out to lick her lower lip before she bites it seductively. Her eyes are half lidded, lust and need and want filling her dark brown orbs. Her body, filled now with your cock, tightens deliciously around your shaft. 

“Do it. Fuck me hard,” Nayeon whispers, barely loud enough to be heard, but loud enough to finally break the last vestiges of hesitation in your painfully lust-addled mind.

There is no build up, no slow ramping up of pace - almost immediately you are pumping in and out of Im Nayeon’s pussy at a frantic speed, drilling into her body, nailing her to the couch. The girl’s gasps and moans quickly fill the room with a volume that contests that of the loud music video playing on the screen as she is fucked on the couch, her body unwilling or unable to do anything but submit to the hard cock pumping in and out of her helpless body.

Words can do little to describe the feeling of fucking a member of the nation’s girl group - a girl so universally adored by thousands if not millions the world over. A girl so often at the front and centre of the world’s stages, cell phones, and computer screens. A girl that seemed almost unreal, out of reach, as if she didn’t really exist in the physical world and was merely a figment of imagination given form by the desires of every male on Earth.

But right now she was a girl gasping and moaning in uncontrolled lust as she is pounded into the couch by her group member’s boyfriend, all while said group member sat and watched a few feet away. She is a girl being used and played with, presented as a mere part of a birthday present, like some toy or trinket to be enjoyed and then cast aside.

And she loved every moment of it.

Knowing this - knowing she enjoyed being treated this way - gave you license to treat her the way Mina wanted you to. Hurting Nayeon was the last thing you wanted to do. But if the moans of sheer, unfiltered pleasure that left her lips were any indication, hurting her was the exact opposite of what you were doing.

Nayeon cums - and when she does she quivers and shakes and spasms as though having temporarily lost control of her body. 

You close your eyes, trying in vain to keep the image of Nayeon’s perfect features twisted in pleasure from your visage, fearing that watching her take your cock for too long would make you cum too soon. No, you wanted this to last. You wanted to savor each thrust into her body, wanted to relish the feel of her tight little pussy wrapping itself around your cock. You wanted her moans and gasps to last the entire night, a lustful melody to the cutesy songs playing on the TV. You wanted to taste those stiff nipples of hers, wanted to devour those perfect little breasts that she so often teased men with on stage. You wanted-

“Enough,” Mina says again, her voice strong enough to interrupt even your internal monologue.

You fill Nayeon to the hilt, drawing a deep, long moan from the Korean girl as she is filled with cock once more. It is a moan the turns into a needy, desperate one, as she realizes you have stopped fucking her, pinning her instead to the couch with your unmoving shaft.

“Take her on the table. From behind. Facing me,” Mina says, gesturing with her chin at the table between you and her. The rest of her hasn’t moved, arms and legs still crossed. Those perfect breasts, round and full, not moving an inch.

As you slip your cock out of Nayeon’s body, your gaze is locked on Mina’s the whole time - and you notice that her nipples are taut and tight, hard with pleasure. She licks her lips - a barely noticeable flash of her pink tongue. The Japanese girl was just as turned as you and Nayeon were - but she was doing a better job of controlling herself.

Nayeon, having been relieved from her disappointment at your abrupt stop by the promise of more pleasure, has crawled onto the table on her hands and knees, her face a mere metre from Mina’s. But whereas Mina’s face has remained stoic and stern, Nayeon’s, so prim and smug when she walked into the room, is a needy, wanton mess. Hair disheveled, makeup ruined, a trail of saliva dripping from her mouth and down her neck - naked, lustful, desperate.

When you grasp her small waist from behind and fill her once more with cock, the moan she lets out is one of sheer pleasure, a need fulfilled, a desperation relieved.

“Use her,” Mina orders. “Make her scream.”

I can’t stop me, the song repeats, over and over. You reach forward, unable to help yourself from grasping the base of Nayeon’s ponytail in a firm grip. As you draw your cock out from Nayeon’s tightly grasping pussy lips in preparation of resuming your fucking, you realize that you, too, were unable to stop.

Within moments you are fucking the Korean girl with a frantic, hard pace, your cock slamming in and out of her pussy with a force that sends shocks of pleasure into your veins and hers with each thrust. You pull back on her ponytail, drawing her throat up and open, her moans and groans and gasps filling the room, an erotic melody to the song playing in the background.

On the screen, the polished, groomed, perfect Nayeon sings of being in the spotlight, of knowing it’s not right. Now that same girl is on the table, on her hands and knees in front of you as she struggles to maintain her composure in the face of the thick cock pumping in and out of her pussy. The overhead light of the private karaoke room shines down on her tight little body as it takes each thrust - not quite the spotlight she was singing about, but one you prefer much more. The lustful moans that leave her throat tell you that knowing it wasn’t right did little to stop her from indulging in it anyway.

The slaps of skin hitting skin as you fill her to the hilt with each thrust fill the room, her gasps and moans rising and rising in volume until she is almost screaming, just as Mina wanted. You let soft grunts escape your lips as you continue to fuck her, each thrust sending shocks through her tight little frame. In the background, the song continues, unknowing of the lustful accompaniment joining it in this small, private karaoke room, unknowing one of its lead singers would be fucked so roughly with it playing in the background.

“M… Mina… I-” Nayeon gasps, the first full words she has managed to speak in a volume louder than a whisper, “I… I’m gonna cum soon! Can he… Can he cum.. In me? Please!? I… I need-”

Mina leans forward, her posture finally changing for the first time as she brings her face to within inches of Nayeon’s. She reaches up to caress the older Korean girl’s cheek with a gentle, soft touch. Only your grasp on Nayeon’s ponytail is keeping her head stable and upright - otherwise it would be flopping about with each impact of your hips on her round, full ass.

“Are you going to cum soon, baby?” she asks you, her eyes gazing up to lock with yours.

“I’m fucking close, Mina,” you admit, gritting your teeth as you continue to hammer in and out of the moaning Korean girl between you, struggling to both relish the pleasure and keep it from overcoming you.

“Mina.. Mina, please! I need… I need him to cum in me please, oh please oh please oh please, I need.. I need his cum filling my pussy! Oh please, oh please, I need I need I need-!”