Kpop Smut 7 Bosses (No Major Skips) Speedrun

Wake the fuck up and lock the fuck in. There's a lot of work to get through, soldier, but to succeed here today is to achieve glory for all of time. You'll look back on this day as your proudest moment, and sure, the pressure is on, but it's nothing you can't handle. It's not like you're just now realising the weight of the situation. You knew what you were getting into. Nobody dragged you into this. You want this, and you're going to get it done. You're a professional, and you've got the perfect plan.

See, it all starts the moment you wake, and that pretty face is the perfect way to start the day. Haum's got those plump lips, you know the ones, that you just can't stop staring at. She's got that cute little button nose, too, and the nostrils are a little flared as she struggles to breathe. She's not usually this messy; no, Haum likes to take her time with every part of your length before she starts taking the whole thing, but she knows you're on the clock.

So she's bobbing like a madwoman, barely even using her hands at this point as she desperately tries to find a rhythm. Her hair's all out of place and sticking to her cheeks, which are flushed and puffed out. Her throat's already red and sore from the onslaught, and she keeps gagging but refuses to break her pace. It's a necessary sacrifice for the objective of it all.

"Mmm, good girl. We can't afford to have a reset right off the bat." You tussle her hair, and it feels good seeing her happy as she gets praised. She's doing her best, and that's really all you can ask of her, but you're not going to coddle her. This is a personal best waiting to happen, and you're not going to let anything stand in your way.

She's groping her cute tits, tweaking and pulling at her nipples - visual stimulation to dovetail with the physical. You've got to keep the engines stoked and the blood flowing if you're going to hit those speeds, so you close your eyes and start taking deep, relaxed breaths. Once you're in that meditative state, it's all just a matter of maintaining it.

She goes for a timesave. Hand off one tit, grabbing your cock and pulling it from her mouth. She's slapping it against her cheek - it's unorthodox, but it's hot as fuck. "You're gonna need to fuck my face." Those cute, raspy vocal cords are calling out to you, and you'd be lying if you said it wasn't already crossing your mind. "Do it." She opens wide, and you take the invitation.

You need to cum - for a multitude of reasons. Not just to cement your place in the speedrunning community, but also because this girl's a fucking mess and this is the only way she's going to get any relief. You slip your length back in and start thrusting. She's still stroking, even as you use her head like a sex toy, and it's not going to take long. "Just a little more."

Haum's starting to moan as you get into it. That perfect, musical sound of a woman being used - she loves this. You love it, too, but you're trying not to lose your shit, because that's only going to slow you down. You just need a bit more stimulation, that's all, and then you'll be golden. You make a few adjustments, pull her hair a little tighter, and go a little harder.

You're practically pounding her throat at this point, and you can feel her tensing up. She's about to get off on this, and it's not like you're going to stop her, but you've got to finish first.

You fill her throat, finally. There are tears in her eyes as she looks up at you. "Fuck, that's hot," you say. You wish you could admire the mess you've made of her, but you've got to keep things moving fast.

-

The smell of her pussy is a reminder of why you do this. It's an early stage of the run, but the motivation is appreciated. Rei's mounted on the sofa. You convince yourself that there's time for a little indulgence; you're on a good pace despite the slow start, you’re yet to hit your stride, so you kneel behind her and enjoy it. If cunt could smell this good all the time, you think you'd have a pretty serious addiction.

Well, a more serious one, somehow.

You spread her cheeks for a better look at what you're working with. It looks just as good as it smells. You slip a testing finger inside her. Tight - as expected - and hot. Her body's all tense, but she knows you're just getting started.

Perfect. Time to fuck a load into her.

You slide in nice and slow. She's gasping, moaning, her whole body shuddering as you fill her. There's no rush. Not yet. It’s a strange thing to say given the setting, but you know her body, and you know how to work it.

She's already soaking wet. It's not long before you're picking up the pace, and that’s when her moans get louder, and her knuckles go white as she holds on. You're fucking gripping and squeezing her ass. You know she likes it, too, because she's pushing back against you.

You've got a good rhythm now, nice and steady. You're watching her reactions, learning what makes her tick. A little harder here, a little softer there, you’re basically adapting on the fly like any good runner should. She's getting close, and thankfully, you're not far behind. "More," she pants, and you oblige.

You're fucking her hard - really giving it to her. Rei loves every second of a good fuck, and this makes her the perfect pace-setter. 

Just as you're about to blow, she clamps down on you. Yep, that’s the stuff. Her orgasm hits hard, and you just have to hold on. She's the horse, and you're the jockey who just needs to ride her over the line. You manage it, of course you do. Barely. You fill her up. She's still shaking - still gasping for air.

No time to admire your work. You've got a schedule to keep.

-

Yuri's a little different. See, because this girl is cute as fuck, and you would sooner buy her a bunch of flowers than paint her in cum, but this is what she signed up for.

She's on her knees, those perfect thighs pressed together, and her little hands are wrapped around your cock. She's stroking you, looking up at you with those big eyes. It's almost too sweet to be included in such a dirty run, but you remember the goal. You've got to pop off, and you've got to do it fast.

The thing that really throws you through a loop is the way she's talking. An unexpected feature of a woman with cheeks you just want to squish. "Please," she's saying, "I want it on my face."

Despite the sheer filth of the words, her tone is nothing but sweet, and maybe that's what makes it all so good. That cute little face, the delicate tone, and the dirty fucking mouth. It's a combination that gets you right where you need to be.

For all the fucking you've done in practice (and yes, you love fucking Yuri), it's amazing that the best strat for this section is just a really good handjob. She knows what she's doing, of course, as she twists her wrist just right and uses her thumb to tease the head. It's a fucking masterpiece.

"Cum for me," she pleads. "Can you just cum on my face, please?" Her voice is trembling, but you're not sure if it's from excitement or nerves - probably a bit of both. You give her what she wants, because you're a gentleman, and because you're on a fucking schedule.

You explode all over her face. She closes her eyes, and her mouth too; she wants a good painting. "Good girl," you say, and she beams.

"I like being good for you," she says, and you can't help but smile, but there's no time to get sentimental. You've got to move on to the next part of the run.

You leave Yuri with her face full of cum, because you've got to run, literally.

-

You run right into Moka and scoop her up. It's as efficient as it is fun. She's a little thing, so it's easy to just pick her up and carry her to your next checkpoint. "You're a man on a mission," she giggles. You find a good wall to pin her against, and you get down to business.

Moka's all about the quickies, which makes her the perfect girl for this middle section. She's already got her skirt up and her panties to the side before you've even got her in position. You slide into her, and fuck, she's tight as hell. "Oh my god, yes," she moans.

She's all slender limbs, wrapping them around you, pulling you closer. She's scratching at your back, and it stings, but fuck if it doesn't add to the experience. She's all about the thrill, the quick rush of a good fuck, so you pound her against the wall.

You're going hard, no holding back. She's got her heels dug into the base of your back. "Yes, fuck, yes," she encourages.

Moka's biting down on your shoulder to hold back the screams. It's a futile effort, though, as her voice still escapes; you can just feel it as much as you can hear it. "How are you still so hard?" she moans out. It's a fair question - you're not even sure how you're still going. The game's not over until you've hit that last climax.

So you fuck her harder, deeper, until she's nothing but a trembling mess in your arms. This is where things go a little off-script. You had planned to pull out and finish on her, but she's got other ideas. She wraps her legs around you, holding you in place. "Don't you dare pull out," she groans, and well, who are you to argue?

You fill her up. Another pussy stuffed with cum. You're both breathing heavy, and for a moment, you forget about the schedule.

But only for a moment. You've got to go, and you've got to go now.

-

Now there is a physical challenge. Because Ruka's got a body that just doesn't quit, and you're going to need every last ounce of stamina you have to keep up with her. You're four loads and a heart down, but you don't want to forget how that victory sounds. You're pushing the rest of this run purely on skill and the support of your favourite chiselled main dancer. If anyone can see you through this, it's her.

The best thing about Ruka is you don't have to set the pace, you just keep up. So you're on your back, and she's already sinking her tight pussy onto your cock over and over. She's not looking to be your girlfriend, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care. She wants you to have the best fucking day of your life. She's going to make sure you hit that climax, even if she has to make it hurt to make it happen.

Those abs are probably burning, and sweat is rolling down her forehead. Her hands are pressed against your chest. Ruka's grinding her hips. It's all so high-effort, and it shows the lengths she's willing to go to for you. Ruka wants to make you cum.

You're going to fucking cum in her.

And that's the real secret to this segment - it's about letting her take control. She knows what she's doing. You just have to lie back and enjoy the ride. It's a nice change of pace, and it gives you half a chance to catch your breath.

You're all vocal encouragement in this segment, because that's all you can do when you’re at her mercy. You don't have to move, you don't have to think, you just have to tell her how fucking good she feels. So you tell her all of those dirty thoughts.

Her smile is so cocky; it's a good look on her. It's probably why she's so good at this. It’s just so Ruka.

Her hips are snapping down with a plap each time, and you can see the muscles in her stomach flexing. It's an athletic display, one that would probably earn her a gold medal if it were an actual sport. "How many times you cum so far?" she asks. "Four, right?"

She's even answering her own questions.

"Right."

"Hurry up and make it five." It's not a suggestion; it's a command, and you know better than to argue. So you let go into her. You spurt up into her. She slows down, just a bit, but doesn't let up entirely. She's making sure you get every last drop - the absolute professional.

She climbs off of you, and you can't help but admire the sight. Her body's glistening with sweat, and your cum is dripping out of her, and she just looks so fucking pleased with herself. "Good boy," she says, patting your cheek. "Now get up. You've got work to do."

The lie down hasn't really helped, and god, your cock is sensitive. You almost regret how you routed this run when you're faced with the thought of girl six. But, in for a penny, in for a pound.

You pull out your knife and bunny-hop towards the next girl, which is very fitting because the next girl... well...

-

Tsuki's wearing bunny ears and a smile that welcomes even the most weary of travellers. Now, you have to ask yourself why it is you decided on seven girls for your run, and why you made her the sixth. Many runs fail here, and that is, in a way, a compliment to Tsuki. See, this bunny is fucking insatiable, and her ass is... well, it's world-class, and you're a man who enjoys a good ass.

You're a little tired. The run is catching up with you. Your heart rate is up, and your chest is burning from everything that came before.

"Come on now, my ass needs a good stuffing." Tuski is perched on the side of a bed, on her knees, leaning forward with her ass in the air. It's a beautiful sight, one that gives you a small burst of energy. You approach her, and she wiggles her hips in anticipation. "Mhm, that's it. Get that big cock over here."

A deep breath. A gentle stroke and re-lubing of a worn cock. You've got this. She's not going to beat you, not today. You rest your length between her spread cheeks.

"Come on now. It's a speedrun, remember? I want it fast and hard in my ass."

"I know, Tsuki, I know."

"Sub one hour is still on the cards here. I believe in you."

You press into her, and she's tight, naturally, but she's also ready. She's been waiting for this, and she's eager. You intend to start slow, but she's not having any of it. "Faster," she demands, pushing back against you.

You pick up the pace, and she likes that. "Yeah, just like that. Fuck my ass, hard." She reaches under herself to rub at her clit.

A plethora of buttplugs, anal beads, and a series of good assfuckings has her nice and ready. She's not just taking it; she's loving it. It's a bit too much stimulation, but you're not going to let that stop you. You're here to set a record, and Tsuki's not going to be the one to end your run.

You're pounding her now, your balls slapping against her, and she's just fucking taking it. Her ass is jiggling with each thrust, and fuck, that looks so good. You're slapping it over and over, and it reddens in the most delicious way. She's a dirty bunny, and she's loving every second of it.

You're both lost in the moment, fucking like animals. It's raw and primal. You're grabbing her by her hair, and you worry that the bunny ears might fall off, but you've got to get yourself to a finish line somehow, and this seems to be the way.

It almost hurts as you feel it building - the tension in your gut. You're not sure if you've got one more in you, but then Tsuki looks back at you, her eyes full of determination and lust. "You're going to cum in my ass," she declares. "And you're going to do it now."

And who are you to argue with the bunny?

You hit her ass again and push through, burying your cock deep inside her as you explode. She's creaming on your cock in celebration. You're both breathing heavily, your bodies slick with sweat, and you can't help but smile.

Tsuki falls forward onto the bed, her ass still in the air, and you pull out. You watch as your cum leaks out of her, and it's a sight that you'll never get tired of seeing. She looks back at you and grins, "That's a new record for me."

Gold split.

-

From bunny to kitty. One more remaining, and all you have to do is fold her like a pretzel, cum inside her, and be done with it. World fucking record. 

You're on the precipice of greatness, and Kyujin is nothing to be afraid of. You've done this hundreds of times with her, in practice runs and sometimes purely for the love of the game.

Kyujin is pretty, petite and more than flexible enough to take anything you throw at her. She's your last obstacle, but she's also the easiest of the bunch. You put her on her back. Push her legs up against her body. You know the one, knees against her chest, ankles up by her head, easy access to her pussy.

You're a machine at this point, with the end in sight. You don't need any encouragement nor sweet talk. You're just there to do a job, and you're going to do it well. So you get straight to it and slide into her cunt. She's tight, like the rest of them, but she's also so fucking wet. She has been waiting for this.

"I've been waiting so long for you. I want it so bad... can I have it now?"

She's folded in half, and it kind of reminds you of Anna... No. Focus. You start moving, slow and steady. This is the finale. You're going to make it count. 

"Don't worry," she whispers. "You can take your time, if you want. We've got all the time in the world."

You can't help but smile at that. Sure, it’s not true, but there's something about the way she says it that makes you want to just savour the moment. This is your chance to bask in the glory - sub one hour is almost guaranteed.

So you take your time to fuck her good. You watch her face as she reacts to each thrust. She's biting her lip, her eyes closed in pleasure. It's a sight that you'll remember for a long time. 

This is it.

She's panting, her hands gripping her own legs, keeping herself folded up just for you. You're going a little faster now, but you're still in control. You're not rushing this. This is your victory lap, after all. "That's it," she moans. "You're so good at this."

You've been working hard for this moment, and it's nice to know that it's appreciated. You lean down, pressing your body against hers, and you kiss her. It's a soft kiss, a tender moment at the end of the wild ride you've been on.

"Are you ready?"

"Are you?"

It's a simple question, but it's loaded. Are you ready to cum? Are you ready to finish the run? Are you ready to be a legend?

You smile, and you start to move faster. "Fuck yes."

You're pounding into her now. The bed shakes. She's moaning your name. You're almost there - just a little more. You press your forehead against hers. She's completely pinned beneath you and susceptible to anything.

She doesn't say anything. She's lost in her own pleasure, her body shaking as she cums around you. It's the final push you needed, and you follow her over the edge. You fill her up.

You stay like that for a moment, both of you breathing heavily. Then you pull out, and you watch as your cum leaks out of her. That's it. The run is over. You've done it.

You collapse next to her, and she's laughing. You're laughing, too. "You did it.”

"I did it," you echo, still in disbelief. You look at the clock, and you see that you've done it. Under an hour.

As you lay there, you can't help but think about the next challenge. The next run.