Night 21 - Accumulation (CHUU, JINSOUL, HEEJIN)

Ah, alcohol.

Maybe you should detest its very existence, expensive, tastes like shit at the best of times and it's like acid upon breath.

However, it's existence is very much how you've ended up in this situation. Liquid courage an apt name this event. This small gathering between friends was hosted by Jinsoul, her living room hosting a party. The rules were simple, show up with some alcohol and some food.

Heejin and Jinsoul were sat on one sofa, plush black leather sunk underneath them. Vodka mixed with a fruity orange beverage sat in Heejin's left hand, half drank.

Jiwoo was next to you, leaning on you. A cocktail of her own, peach flavoured soju bottled up in her grasp. They were all overly attractive and dressed up for such a casual gathering. Royally showing you up, everyone of their outfits pictured in your brain forever.

Nobody was drunk, that'd be irresponsible so early in the night. At this current rate the worst to happen would be a migraine. Though the alcohol in everyone's system was running warm, making them bolder. braver.

"I'm telling you, she's just a scaredy cat!" Heejin laughed at Jiwoo's expense, the fact that she liked everyone here wasn't necessarily a secret. A hopelessly attracted lover.

Jinsoul joined in on the antagonism, "Right?! She always talks a big game but right now, silent."

Poor Jiwoo, while you stayed quiet, letting them fight it out. It was clear she was flustered, face red and blushing with embarrassment. Hands interlocking with each other, "Look! I'm not a scaredy cat! I just don't want to make out with anyone in front of others!" The girl desperately tried to defend herself.

"Meow!" Heejin mocked, "Y/N back us up here!"

Oh god, you immediately started drinking. But it was clear she was going to wait. "No way, leave me out of this fight. If you wanna terrorise your poor friend thats got nothing to do with me."

Jinsoul scoffed, "Lame... like her! Look, she's literally staring at my lips yet won't come over here and kiss me."

"Stopp!!!" She turned around, burying her head into your chest. Wanting to sink into the ground.

"I mean, babe– we can always go up to the bathroom. I won't bite." She purred, absolutely fucking reveling in how Jiwoo was struggling. "Maybe I can show you a bit more?"

"Jinsoul, chill out." You tried to defend Jiwoo from the barrage of words, the poor girl was shrinking in your embrace.

"You said you weren't getting involved." Heejin cut in, touché.

"She's such a coward! It's kinda cute." Neither of them knew when to stop.

You whispered into Jiwoo's ear, "do you want me to walk you out of this?"

Jiwoo giggled slightly "no thank you, they are just messing around."

Jinsoul and Heejin backed down for a bit, opting to drink with each other. Jiwoo withdrew from her shell and your embrace. All awkwardness had seeped away, she seemed fine.

But it was when she was back out that Heejin got braver, getting out her seat. Prancing around to a confused Jiwoo, "you sureee~?" Her hands ran up Jiwoo's legs, leaning forward. "don't you wanna feel my lips against yours? I've always thought you were just the cutest."

The girl backed up, trying to avoid Heejin's advance. But the younger woman didn't ease up. "Come on, tell me you don't want this."

Jinsoul and you shared a look, silently betting on who would end up winning.

"Uhhhh..."

Heejin's fingers pushed Jiwoo's chin up, the smirk on her face was beaming inch to inch. "Or are you just too much of a coward? Someone who won't take what they want? Inches away, all you have to do is just lean forward."

The atmosphere was tense, Jiwoo had an expression that could kill. But the want behind was her stern eyes was obvious. "I'm, not a coward!" She grabbed Heejin, pulling her inwards. Lips smushing against each other as Jinsoul and you watched in wonder.

They really went at it, tongues dancing together in a lewd spectacle. "Maybe she's not..." Jinsoul giggled, taking a sip.

Eventually Heejin got Jiwoo off her, "point proven... I knew you had it in you! Damn girlie!" She laughed, pulling away. "Let's get some fucking music!!!"

Jinsoul jumped into the air, nearly spilling her drink all down her chest and dress. "I got aux! Yeahh!!!"

Jiwoo wasn't exactly the usual partygoer, at least not compared to her contemporaries. She appearing was a massive surprise, maybe it was alcohol, maybe it was just wanting to be more brave. She stood up, joining the impromptu dance floor.

The music came on, immediately filling the empty space up with bass and boom. Inappropriately loud for such a time of day, but Jinsoul lived just far enough away it wouldn't be a problem.

"California girls, we're unforgettable!!!!!!!" Jinsoul and Heejin started doing karaoke, making imaginary microphones with their hands. Jiwoo danced in between, the three of them looking utterly ridiculous. Having the time of their fucking lives. Swaying around.

"Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top!" Jinsoul belted, "Mmh, we'd look fucking good in bikinis. We should hit the beach, Y/N could come. Just maybe not in a pair of mine." She laughed.

Heejin noticed you were just sitting, watching the trio mess around. "Heyy! Get up, dance with us!" You shook your head, much more comfortable sat down here as opposed to being directly in the firing line of three slightly intoxicated dancers.

"I'm good here."

Jinsoul, as spearheaded and unwavering as she was took matters into her own hands. Replicating Heejin's earlier approach. "Mmh, scared? Fine– I'll bring the dancing to you." She turned around, the next action caught you off guard. Hands laying on her clothed ass, throwing it back. Shaking it against your crotch.

"Yeah!!!" Jiwoo and Heejin were Jinsoul's hype women, cheering her on. Jinsoul kept twerking against you, "Shake it!"

"Come dance with us!" She shouted over the audio, her twerking was starting to make something stir in your core. Blood rushing where you didn't want it to. "Don't be a bitch!"

Pitching a tent in front of your friends didn't seem ideal, "Fine. Let me up." You were free, thankfully before it was too late. Joining the fray, a mass of bodies moving around in general havoc. Limbs linking together, Heejin's arms were interlocked with yours. Hitting something that could be described as 'modern' dance.

"Woohoo! party!" The music got even fucking louder, thrumming in your head. "Jiwoo honey! Move it!" Jinsoul was off to teasing once more, hands exploring her body, copping a feel of her clothed tits for a moment before sinking down. Finding her waist. "Dance!"

They started dancing as one, more accurately Jiwoo was being strung along. Hands thrown in the sky as Jinsoul kept fondling her, very touchy.

A soft weight was against your crotch, Heejin was pressing her ass against you. "Bottoms up bitches!" she downed the rest of her glass.

"So, you aren't a coward Jiwoonie?" Oh no, that nickname. Jinsoul was up to something. "Pop a titty out for me girlie!" She's completely lost the plot.

"What? Are you crazy?!" Jiwoo shouted in disbelief.

"Live a little!!"

Jiwoo's resolve shattered easily, she could live a little just this once, damn liquid courage. Tugging her top and bra down in a swoop. Left tit exposed to the elements, but mainly Jinsoul's eyes. "Ayyyyy! Girlie knows how to live it up!"

You and Heejin stopped the dancing session, which was mainly some weird hand gestures. Well, at least long enough to watch what the two girls were doing.

Jinsoul, without any warning had her mouth latched onto Jiwoo nipple. Jiwoo's mouth opened, gasp silenced by the music. She didn't object. If anything quite the opposite, hand ushering her closer.

"Errr.." you had your jaw on the floor.

"Wooohooo! Get it!" Heejin seemed proud, approaching with a spring in her step. "Jiwoo's getting confident!!" Jinsoul took her mouth off Jiwoo's tit, Heejin immediately capitalising on the free space.

"Damn!!" Jinsoul started feeling up Heejin's clothed ass, the fabric rustling under her fingers. Playfully spanking her friend. "Keep it upp!"

The music was about to peter out, your contribution to the scene at large was revitalising it. Changing it to another certified classic while the girls were in their own world.

"Jiwoo! Go grind up on him!" Jinsoul giggled, grabbing Heejin's arms and throwing her back onto your original seat, climbing on her lap. Tackling her lips, making out intensely.

Jiwoo approached, not bothering to cover herself up, modesty was lost for confidence. "Heya Y/N.." She purred, the other two had rubbed off on her.

"Hey Jiwoo." You stayed stalwart as long as you could, the gap was completely removed. Jiwoo grinding her body against you, crotch against crotch, bare breast leaving saliva against your shirt. She smiled.

"You should kiss me." Her hips rotated, so much for not pitching a tent in front of your friends.

She leaned into your kiss, alcoholic breath hitting your nostrils. A mix between tender and intense, she gnawed at your lip. Her saliva swapped with yours, both of you were locked down in pleasure. Hands grabbing at her ass while Jiwoo's wrapped around your neck.

A sole shove and she had you pinned into the same position Heejin and Jinsoul were directly to your left, roughly grinding against your fully erect shaft. Leaning down to indulge in another kiss, the loud music was quiet, Jiwoo running her tongue over your lips. Wanting more than could be stated in mere words, further gone with every clink of teeth, each smack of lips all combined to make her core warm with arousal.

"Haha, Jiwoonie got him all hot and bothered!" Heejin laughed, the words making Jiwoo freeze. She had entirely forgotten they were there for a second. "You are a woman right? Not a scaredy cat? Take his fucking pants off."

"Go on Jiwoonie!" Jinsoul joined in, "Not a sheep are you?"

Jiwoo let her urges speak for her, getting off your lap to sink down onto the ground. Resting on her knees. "I'm not a coward." She huffed, hands fiddling imprecisely with your zip.

"Girlie finally doing something!" They cheered her on as she let pulled your pants down, you were shocked Jiwoo would do this. Even more so that you were letting her do this.

Your boxers were gone as well. Three girls staring a hole into your cock, "Wow! She got him hard!" Heejin teased. Jinsoul was hugging the girl on her lap, smiling.

"Not a coward right? Touch him!" The music had actually quieted down, heavy though taking a background role.

Jiwoo listened, running her tongue from the base of your shaft all the way to the top. Leaving a trail of blistering warm pleasure in its wake causing you to shudder.

"I meant with your hand, but fuck you look so hot giving head! Keep going girlie!" She giggled, Jiwoo had already hit the ground running. Might as well continue that momentum. Lowering her lips down on your tip. "Yeah!"

"Ugh, fuck." You slurred, Jiwoo continued, pleasure hit you like a train. Your head falling back, instinctively bucking into her mouth. Her dainty hand gripped the base, holding you still to bob on your cock.

Your eyes were closed, basking in the wet glory. Heejin watched in awe, something whispered into her ear made her leave Jinsoul's lap. Who immediately leaped up. Jiwoo's eyes were screwed shut, unaware to the fact her dress was about to get flipped and bunched into a mass.

A wet tongue slid against Jiwoo's unexpecting pussy. Jinsoul wasn't a slow or even patient woman, that much was obviously. Hands holding tightly onto Jiwoo's ass, ravaging the slick folds. Her head shifted side to side, making a whole mess on her mouth.

Jinsoul's tongue made Jiwoo moan around your cock, the vibrations tickling your tip. "Holy shit." Heejin was shocked, her friends getting off right in front of her.

"Come here." You moaned, making out with Heejin, including her in this strange lust square.

"Mmhhh Jiwoo." Jinsoul moaned out at the taste of her friend's cunt. "Should have been confident earlier!"

Your hand reached into Heejin's underwear, your fingers massaged her lips. Already fucking drenched at the exhilarating sight coating the pads of your fingers. "Fuck.." she moaned against your lips, letting you slide right inside.

"Oh..."

The bedroom was more comfortable, after that small little session, you four sauntered up to Jinsoul's much bigger bed. Semen clinging onto Jiwoo's hair from a mistimed orgasm, Her juices embedded into Jinsoul's dress from how messy she squirted all over it. Heejin was the most pristine of them all but that still didn't mean much, creaming all over your hand.

Clothes were a destroyed pile, dresses fallen together with a stray shirt on the top. It was irrelevant to everyone else, Jiwoo and Heejin had each other buried between the other's legs. Tongues mindlessly licking at each other's cunt, letting the pleasure fog their minds up.

Jinsoul had your cock spearing her, riding you with all the energy she had to give. Slamming her ass against you, pushing every inch of you as far in as it would. "Fuck! More, please!" She shouted, even in control. You thrust up in support.

"Jiwoo! Eugh, eat me out FUCK!" Heejin yelled, feeling Jiwoo's tongue fuck her hole, the rest of her moan getting silenced as she pushed herself deeper into Jiwoo's cunt in response.

"Heejin!!"

Jinsoul's hole kept swallowing you whole, lips forced open, stretched out by your cock. "Ugh! Fuck, fuck!" The bed was quaking, shaking under the force. Doing it's best to endure the sheer force at which Jinsoul abused your shaft for her pleasure.

"Guh!"

"Fuck!"

The girl of your attention was red, flushed with alcohol and lust. Sweat creating a thin sheen all over, glistening in the light of the bedroom. "I– FUCK!" She squirmed, warm cum gushed out of Jinsoul. Reaching her climax, "UGHH!"

Jinsoul was sat out, your thick load seeping into the fabric of her sheets. Laying there in sleepy contempt, you had moved onto the next girl, Heejin had her tongue dragging up Jiwoo's holes. Getting fucked into licking her ass as well. Jiwoo had one hand massaging her nipple, the other one rubbing at her hard clit. "Heejin! More, please fuck, more!" She whined, voice shrill and high.

Heejin was taking your ramming, ass red from how forceful you slammed into her cunt. All moans devoid of real words, just a string of sound leaking from her mouth.

She was tight, the fucking tightest. Choking your cock for every second it was inside, "Christ.." you were panting, on the verge of falling apart. An urge to fill her with cum like her friend kept repeating in your head. "So fucking good! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

Heejin let out a particularly loud noise against Jiwoo as your orgasm flooded her womb with thick cum, pulsing out shot after shot. White painted her walls and left her shaking.

One last girl, all you had left of your energy was spent railing Jiwoo. She was limp against the floor, taking your cock from behind much like her friend. The other two were swapping spit and cum with their making out, too exhausted to do anything but.

"Fuck– me! Yes!" She gasped, your thrusts weren't as strong, throes of two previous orgasms taking its toll. Luckily for you, the same applied to her, every slap against her crotch came with burning pleasure. "Now! Fuck!"

Your body burned, struggled against overexertion. Impaling her despite the muscle pain, "You are so tight!"

"Fuck!"

To the hilt, again and again. Her hands couldn't hold anymore, falling to the side of her body. Moaning into Jinsoul's carpet. "Please, I'm so fucking close! I need it, I need it! Make me cum!"

Again and again, into her sweat glazed body, "Cum, fucking cum!" You growled, a few more thrusts and she tightened hard in your embrace, finishing all over your cock, dripping onto the floor.

As the finale came to a close, you chose to unload on Jiwoo's ass, adding to the mess, weak spurts falling down onto her cheeks, one on her asshole, dripping down onto her messy slit. Falling backwards on the floor.

The morning came, an odor of sweat and sex hitting the three of you when you woke up. You four cleaned up just enough, sleeping together on a blob on the ground.

"What the fuck..." Jiwoo gasped. "We did all that?" Her memory was pristine, perfect.

"I guess I can't call Jiwoonie a coward anymore." Jinsoul yawned, resting on her chest.

"Finally.."

"This is Jinsoul's house, does that mean she cleans?" Heejin murmured, head on the mass of defiled clothes.

"Y/N as well."

"What the fuck I do?" You groaned, grabbing the bottles of water you just happened to have stored in Jinsoul's bedroom.

"I said so, you aren't going to object."

"Fine whatever, we should get dressed."

While Jinsoul could share with the other two until they got home, you were going to have to wear last nights mess for a bit longer.

Oh well.