Take The Shot

Click!

Heejin snaps a photo, and smiles at the result. She takes another, then another. A smile graces her angelic features, then she types up a caption that would make any boy blush.

Tell me how hard you came looking at these;) 💦💦 -H

Tap, tap, tap, and woosh. The photos fire across the Internet, the expanse of data a conduit for Heejin’s horny energy to reach her target: her… special friend. Sure, he was a little bit on-and-off due to being in different faculties within the university both of them studied in, but it was still a FWB thing they kept alive throughout.

Heejin locks her phone, putting it back onto the dresser. She arranges her hair neatly, pulling it back behind her. She pulls on her panties and pajama pants, then buttons up her top. A rush of arousal flashes across her system when she thinks of her FWB jerking himself off to her. She takes a deep breath, calming herself down. No, she would not get worked up now, right when she already had a shower and was relaxed and ready for bed. She turns to the bathroom, strolling over to brush her teeth.

Heejin wonders why she hasn’t broken the FWB thing off. Both her and Jinwoo haven’t been really getting up to really utilizing the benefits portion of their friendship much anymore, ever since both got busier. Most of their exchanges were nudes or suggestive pictures, and that was about it. Sure, it still was pretty good to have that, but Heejin didn’t really want to carry it on anymore if they were slowly going back to being just friends.

“Ptoo!” Heejin spits her toothpaste into the sink, then rinses her mouth. She wipes her mouth with a small towel nearby, then goes over to her dresser.

Strange, she thinks, why hasn’t he replied yet?

She unlocks her phone, and opens up her messaging app. Maybe he hasn’t seen it yet—he’s quite busy these days anyway. A quick glance, and—oh. Oh. Oh, fuck, fuck!

Heejin pulls the phone closer to her face. Repeated flicks of her eyes and darts of her fingers across two names and two different chats confirms the worst—instead of sending her nudes to “Jinwoo 😈”, she sent it to “Jiwoon (Housemate)” instead.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shitshitshitshit!” Heejin throws her phone onto her dresser again, breaking into a sprint towards her housemate’s room. She prays she’s still in time to save it…

Ding!

You look up from the webtoon you’re reading. A slew of notifications pop up across the top of your phone’s screen, and when you see “Jeon Hee Jin” appear, you wonder what was on her texts that couldn’t be verbally said.

Tap.

You choke on your own spit.

Three photos of Heejin in various states of dress appear on your screen. One is of Heejin with her pajamas unbuttoned, her bare chest on display for the lens. Another is of her with her pants around her thighs, all of her body captured by the unmoving eye of the lens. The final picture is the killer—Heejin is entirely naked, her hair falling over her shoulders and over her chest. You read the caption, and you feel as if someone hit you with a baseball bat.

Tell me how hard you came looking at these;) 💦💦 -H

You stare at the pictures. Heejin looks… so fucking hot. You’d be lying if you didn’t have naughty thoughts about her—sometimes, she’d be dressed in just a loose T-shirt and shorts at home, and you wouldn’t deny the chance to check her out. A beautiful face, a decently big bust, wide hips, and a supple ass. Sure, she was a good friend, but she was also a very pretty woman. You grip your bulge over your shorts as your eyes scan every pixel of the three photos.

It was true you were pent-up for a while. You hadn’t had the time to take care of your needs for a while due to your assignments, and with these photos, you definitely could get yourself off. However, these were probably sent by mistake, judging from the caption. Heejin and you were just friends. You shouldn’t. No, you shouldn’t…

You curse as you pull your dick out of your shorts. “Finish off and delete it,” you tell yourself, “Then, forget about it.”

Your eyes lock on Heejin’s naked chest as you begin to stroke, at the honey brown nipples atop her fair skin, at the two rows of solid abs. You knew she was hot, but you didn’t ever think she’d be this fucking hot. The confident grin she has on her face is the same look she has when she compliments herself.

“Fuck…” You groan and stroke harder as you scroll to the next picture. Heejin’s pussy displays itself on your screen, and you imagine what it’d be like if she was your friend with benefits—what it’d feel like if her pussy was wrapped around your cock. You can feel yourself get dangerously close and you slow your strokes, unwilling to blow your load before you hit the hottest picture of Heejin.

You’re a fucked up mess, you think as you scroll to the next picture, the best one you’ve got. Heejin’s entire naked body, all the unblemished fair skin that clothes usually cover is exposed to your very eyes. You gasp as you resume stroking hard, pushing yourself closer and closer to the edge. Dimly, you note that it took you a really short time to get this close—again, you were pent-up for way too long now.

Almost there, almost there…

BLAM!

The door to your room crashes open, and you jump, the phone flying out of your hands. The very person of your fantasies bursts through the door, slamming it shut behind her as she blurts out a string of words.

“Tell me you didn’t see anything, tell me you haven’t checked your—OH MY FUCK!”

Heejin stares at you, her eyes bugged, jaw slack with shock. You scream, grabbing pillows, blankets, your shorts, anything to cover up your indecency.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, fuck, no, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this I’m so sorry!”

Heejin’s eyes follow you as you scramble, then she looks at the incriminating evidence on your phone screen in front of her, then back at you, then the screen. She picks up the phone and eyeballs at it as she walks to you.

"Damn, I look good, don’t I?”

The apologies die down on your lips when Heejin steps closer. Her lips curl up slightly as she moves towards you, and she passes the phone back to you. You reach a shaky hand up underneath the pile of clothes, pillows, and the blanket to grab hold of the device, and Heejin smiles when you take it off her.

“You still haven’t answered me, y’know?”

“What?” You don’t even want to speak to her. You tremble on the spot, unsure of what she’s getting at.

“I asked you if you thought I looked good. Do I?”

You just stare at her, and before you know it, you’re shamefully nodding. You drop your head, eyes locked on your bedsheets, unsure of what might happen next. Maybe she’ll kill you.

“Hehe,” Heejin giggles. “Thank you for your honesty.”

A dip on your bed makes you wince. You brace yourself for maybe a violent act.

“Yah, Jiwoon-ah.” Heejin kneels next to you, a hand on your shoulder. You look up at her, and she grins. “Calm down. I’m not angry.”

“You’re… you’re not?”

“No, not really.” The blonde girl squeezes your shoulder. “We all have needs, and I’m flattered you think I’m hot, actually.”

How do you even reply to that?

“But you’re still jerking off to my nudes, which I sent accidentally.”

Ah, well. Yes.

“You were close, weren’t you?”

You nod again. Right when Heejin burst into your room, you were two strokes away from your orgasm, and the frustration of being edged lingers.

“Take these away. I wanna help you out.”

“What the fuck.” No question, just surprise. What the fuck was she on about?

“I said what I said. I saw your cock twitching right as I closed the door. Let me help you finish.” Heejin tugs at the pillow over your crotch and you relent, letting her take it away. She peels away the layers covering your erection, and when she peels the blanket away, your shaft springs out, the head a deep angry red as it twitches in the air. White precum drips from the slit, evidence of your being edged hanging on to your erection. Heejin gasps at the sight.

“Fuck, you’re fucking big.”

Heejin takes her bottom lip between her teeth, and she meets your gaze.

“Go on, touch yourself.”

You grip your erection in your hand, and when she motions to your cock with her chin, you begin to stroke again, reaching for your phone to unlock it. Right as your fingers come into contact with the plastic cover, Heejin yanks it away from you.

“You don’t need my photo when I’m here.”

Heejin undoes the buttons of her pajamas. She crawls in front of you before she pulls her blouse off her body, kneeling topless in front of you.

“Go on.”

Fuck, the real deal’s even better than the pics. You feast on the sight of her body—the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes, the defined lines of her abs, and the swell of her breasts. Her taut nipples look even more beautiful right in front of you. You look up at Heejin as you resume jerking, and her eyes are locked onto your cock as she licks her lips. Her eyes meet yours and you can feel the lust she conveys through her stare.

“Yes, jerk for me. I want you to jerk until you cum all over your hand. Give this body the load it deserves.”

“Fuck!” You release a sharp curse as you begin to thrust up into your hand, as if you were fucking the girl in front of you. Heejin bites on her right index finger as she watches you fuck into your hand, and her tongue runs over her middle and ring fingers while her eyes rake over your body.

“Stop.”

You freeze.

“Take your shirt off. I want to see all of you.”

When the shirt finally rises over your head, you drop your arms to support yourself as you lean back. Heejin stands at the foot of your bed, her pajama pants and panties falling below the edge of the bed, below your sightline. Heejin stands naked in front of you, and she crawls back onto the bed, over you, her face inches from yours.

“You can resume.”

You can’t believe your eyes and ears. The same girl you were jerking off to earlier through her nudes was now naked right in front of your eyes, commanding you to finish jerking off as you look at her in the flesh instead.

“Listen to me. Don’t ever stop.”

You jerk slowly, and she begins speaking.

“I’m so fucking wet right now, you know that?” Heejin puts her middle and ring fingers into her mouth as her tongue runs over her digits. “You looked so fucking hot fucking your hand like that, and I wish you were fucking into me instead.”

Heejin runs her fingers down her body, and she sits on her legs as she leans back. She teases her own clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive nub while she looks at you.

“Look, Jiwoon-ie.”

Heejin spreads her labia open with her two fingers. Her hole clenches when you begin to jerk harder, juices leaving wet trails of arousal down her skin. One stray droplet falls off her skin, staining your sheets.

“Fuck your hand for me. Fuck your hand for me while I fuck myself for you.”

“Oh, fuck! Fuck!” A broken record, repeating the same curses again and again. A broken machine too, repeating the same actions as earlier. You fuck into your balled fist, and Heejin pushes two fingers deep into herself. She throws her head back, her hands moving at the same pace you set for yourself. You adjust to kneel on the bed as Heejin sits on the bed, her legs spread open to form a W in front of you while she leans back on one arm.

“That’s right, Jiwoon-ie. Think about me, think about how it feels to fuck this tight pussy. Fuck, I’m so fucking wet watching you, do you know that? My pussy’s so fucking tight thinking about how you might feel fucking into my dripping hole. I’m so fucking horny watching you fuck your hand as if it was my pussy. I promise, fuck, I promise that if you cum lots for me, I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck you, and I’ll let you fucking cum in me. I’ll let you fuck this tight, dripping pussy, and I’ll let you finish in me. And if you fuck me good, I’ll fuck you again and again. Whenever you want.”

“Oh, Heejin, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum if you keep talking like that, fuck!” You thrust into yourself harder, faster as you think about fucking Heejin. This isn’t your first time and it won’t be your last—Heejin’s been a subject of your nightly thoughts quite a few times.

“That’s great, Jiwoon-ie. Tell me, tell me how you’d fuck me, tell me what you’re thinking about when you fuck me.” Heejin fucks herself just as hard and fast as you fuck your fist. She keeps her eyes locked on your cock in your hand, and she moans loudly when you begin to speak.

“I’m thinking about how good it’d feel when you ride me, Heejin. I’m thinking about how fucking tight your pussy is, how fucking wet you’ll be when I finally fuck your pussy the way I think about every time I jerk off to you. I’m so fucking hard for you Heejin, and I don’t think I’m gonna last, fuck!”

“I’m so fucking close too Jiwoon-ie, fucking cum for me. Cum all over my body, fucking cum on me!”

“Oh, FUCK!” You force yourself to keep your eyes open as the tension in your stomach snaps. Thick shot after thick shot of semen explodes from you as your hips stutter and you lose the rhythm you set for yourself, and your seed splatters all over Heejin’s body. Shot after shot of your cum paints her breasts white, over her taut nipples, over the abs you admired. Spurt after spurt, you continue covering Heejin in white, shots of semen staining her thighs, and your final spurt landing between her pussy, on the sheets.

At the same time, Heejin goes rigid as her body jerks. A spray of fluid splashes against your knees as she squirts, her hips bucking with every spray of her orgasm. Her fingers rub her clit furiously as she cums, prolonging her orgasm with every bit of stimulation. Even after Heejin stops squirting, her body trembles, juices dripping from her pussy as it clenches and releases.

Heejin begins to run her wet fingers across your semen on her body, collecting it on her fingers. She raises her fingers to her mouth, her tongue cleaning her digits of your seed and her slick. You stare in aroused fascination as she thrusts her fingers into her mouth, then releases them with a “Pop!”.

“You’ve passed, Jiwoon-ie.” She pulls your shirt to her, and she wipes her body of your excess cum. The shirt is flung aside when she’s done, and she lunges, knocking you onto the mattress. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.”

Heejin grabs your shaft, still erect from earlier. She lines it up with her dripping hole, and she impales herself, a loud groan ripped from her throat as she takes you all the way to the hilt.

“Oh, fuuuck! So fucking big, FUCK!”

The blonde wastes no time resting. Immediately, she’s bouncing up and down on your shaft, and you’re a slave to the pleasure her walls bring. Heejin is as tight and as wet as she said she was, and the quivering walls squeezing pleasurably around your erection is all you can think about. You want more, no, need more. You need to feel her cum on your cock, you need to fucking cum in her tight hole.

“Oh fuck, Jiwoon, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

Heejin is now the broken record as she curses with every thrust you send into her. When Heejin drops herself on your shaft, you thrust up into her, all the way to the hilt. You grunt with every thrust of your hips, and you want nothing more than to somehow fuck her harder.

“I’m gonna fucking cum so hard in your pussy, Heejin, I’m gonna fucking rail you so fucking hard!”

“FUCK, YES! YES! RAIL ME!”

With a rush of energy, you flip Heejin over. You resume your thrusts, and her legs lock around your waist. The force of your thrusts send the bed knocking against the wall, and Heejin’s body rocks with every clap of your hips against her crotch. Slick coats your shaft with every entry and exit, and juices leak from your messy connection onto the sheets. Both you and Heejin moan in tandem with every thrust, the pleasure of wild sex all that the both of you can comprehend in the moment.

“I’m gonna cum, Heejin, I’m gonna cum!”

“Yes, yes, YES!”

“FUCK!”

Your second and final orgasm of the night erupts deep into Heejin’s pussy. Thick white cum paints Heejin’s walls white as you fuck spurt after spurt of it into her orgasming pussy, firing deep into her womb. Heejin sprays your crotch and the sheets with her squirt when you pull out, and you pull her convulsing body against you, her guttural groans deep into your ear as she drenches your cock in her release. Hiss after hiss of Heejin’s squirt splatters all over your sheets, and when the afterglow of orgasm washes over the both of you, you collapse to the side, a thick stream of cum leaks out from Heejin’s hole, a trail of it staining her skin and the sheets. Both you and Heejin pant heavily, attempting to recover as much as you can.

“You passed, Jiwoon-ie.” Heejin rolls over to face you.

“Huh?” You turn your head to look at her.

“I think we can definitely enjoy more benefits that can enhance this friendship we have.” Heejin grins, and she extends a hand. “To more of this.”

You laugh and shake her hand.

“Deal.”