Something Unexpected

After a physically intense, mentally relaxing, and emotionally fulfilling weekend with Jin, Seungdae was expecting a bit of the commonalities of life: work, house chores, groceries, and a bit of loneliness.

Jieun was busy with the release of her third cover album and all that entailed. Jongsuk was on the tail end of his latest drama and negotiations for the next one. His other friends, although not in great numbers, had also become busy with life. Some of them were busy with their partners, a couple with their kids, and the other one was simply tired.

Seungdae was fine with that. He had started to talk a bit more with Tzuyu. They began with the little punishment Jihyo had imposed on her for inviting him on a Thursday night and arriving at their practice with a sore throat the following day: a remote vibrator controlled by Sana. While not a punishment per se, she told him that Sana kept turning it on during a specific step of their new choreography, where they had to squat down, causing her to fall on several occasions.

After their encounter, Jihyo expressed her gratitude towards him. Even though she was not particularly happy with the timing, she was more than glad to see Tzuyu’s bright smile throughout the whole rehearsal. ‘Whatever you did with her, keep it going, and maybe share that with the rest of us,’ she said.

The messages with Momo continued as expected. A few teasers of the other girls, mainly when they were changing, but still not showing their faces. On Tuesday night, the Japanese girl asked him whose phone numbers he had already registered, to which he replied in all honesty, ‘I've only talked directly with Jihyo, Tzuyu, and you.’ The woman didn’t say anything else for the rest of the night.

The following morning, he woke up to the usual encouragement message from Jin, the second ‘good morning’ from Tzuyu he received in a row, and a faceless, mirror selfie from an unknown number.

The photo showed a pair of firm breasts with brown nipples, around the same size as Tzuyu’s. The waistline was defined, the navel was elongated, and it looked incredibly tempting. Her abs were not particularly defined, but he was sure he could feel her muscles by pressing just a bit. Her hips marked the silhouette of her juicy thighs, and between them, a pair of fat pussy lips covered by a subtle bush.

‘If you guess who I am, I’ll let you fuck my ass,’ was written on the message. The waist, navel, and thighs combo could only mean one person in that group, unless they have already shared his number with someone else.

SD: And what happens if I lose?
??: I get to choose your punishment 😏
SD: I don’t think I can guess with just that, I may need another angle, just to make things fair 🧐
??: Nice try, Seung-Dae. You’ll need more than that before you see more of me. And you’ll want to see all of me.

That vocal confidence in herself could only mean one person.

SD: Nayeon, you may have already taken the picture, might as well send it.
NY: WHAT?! HOW?!
SD: Next time you want to play that game, don’t send something as recognizable as your tummy. Although I have to say it looks tempting as fuck.
NY: So you’ve been watching me? 🤭
SD: At times, but right now I'm getting thirsty, you know?
NY: Funny you said that, hehe
SD: Why?

She sent a photo clearly taken from the floor. She was bent over the bed. The angle showed Nayeon’s ass spread by her long fingers. Her pink pucker hole was fully visible thanks to the natural light entering from the window. Her pussy was partially spread as a consequence, displaying her pink folds, already wet between her thick outer lips. Her meaty thighs took up most of the screen, but she was considered enough to add her wrinkling soles on the corner of the picture.

NY: I have a few conditions if you want to have a taste of this 😌
SD: Woman, I’m salivating right now. Say it, and you’ll have it.
NY: I like that attitude. But it’s easy, just drink a lot of water until we meet.
SD: That's it?
NY: No coke, coffee, or asparagus. If you could avoid garlic, that would be good too 🤓
SD: O-okay. I’ve never had that kind of request before, but fine, I guess?
NY: Do you want your prize or not?
SD: Yes, boss. I’m on a diet now 💪
NY: Perfect. I’ll see you on Friday after our practice is over. Do you think you can pick me up?
SD: Would that be safe? Like, won’t people see us?
NY: Not if you pick me up in the basement parking 🤫

They arranged the little details in preparation for their encounter. Over the following hours, Seungdae kept looking at the pictures she had sent. His desire to eat her pussy had started to grow more than he originally thought it could when he signed his contract. He decided to take a step back and go to sleep.

The following days went by faster than he thought. The routine of work sped things up for him. By the time he noticed, it was already Friday.

Their practice that day ended just an hour after his shift. That meant just enough time for him to get out of his home office mindset and get ready to pick her up. They had already established that their encounter would be completely casual. No need for fancy stuff, she needed to relax.

Even though he wasn’t sure what exactly the buildup to them fucking would be, a comfy pair of pants and a tee would be enough.

After work, he got a small pack with lube as she had asked, and drove to the JYPE building. His entrance to the building was smooth. The few faces taking care of the place seemed to already know him.

He waited in the designated space for them to come out. The loud laugh indicated she was coming, but the chatter around her made it clear it was all of them. The first one to meet his eyes was Momo, who immediately went running towards his car.

“Seungdae!” She yelled across the hallway. “I didn’t know you were coming for us,” Momo bit her lip, leaning in the open window.

“Actually, I’m here for Nayeon,” he smiled awkwardly.

Momo turned to see the eldest posing for her before getting closer to the car along with the rest of the group. Tzuyu stood in the back, smiling at him. The leader noticed it, so she grabbed her by the arm and pushed her closer.

“You didn’t tell me you were coming. I could have prepared something,” Momo whined.

“You didn’t ask, but I’m curious to see what you would have prepared.”

“Don’t worry about her, she’ll get her time with you,” Sana winked at him, mouthing ‘and so will I,’ before taking her by the arm. “Plus, you said you’ll come with Dahyunie and me, and it’s getting late,” she said to Momo.

Dahyun smiled brightly at them before Sana also took her arm. “It’s too crowded, he’s not used to that yet,” she said, walking away.

“I guess that’s it from them, then,” he noted, looking at the rest.

“They’re always ready to jump at you. No matter who you are,” Jeongyeon said. “I fear for Dahyun, seeing you may have pushed the wrong button.”

“No worries, she’ll be okay,” Jihyo added.

“You think you can drive me home next time?” Tzuyu ventured to say, making everyone look at her shy smile.

“That would be my pleasure,” he smiled back at her. “How are you getting home today?”

“Jihyo Unnie will drive me,” she shrugged, pouting a bit.

“Then you’ll be in good hands,” Seungdae added, trying to hide his stupid smile.

Everyone, however, noticed that on both of them. Mina and Chaeyoung looked at each other, trying to hold their laughs. Nayeon rolled her eyes, resting her elbow on the roof of the car.

“You two can’t be serious,” Jeongyeon voiced, looking at Jihyo, who simply shrugged.

“Yah! He’s coming for me today. You can have him tomorrow if you want,” Nayeon shared, looking at the maknae.

“Can I?” She asked, raising her eyebrows and smirking.

“Tzuyu!” Mina shouted, surprised by her confidence.

“We’ve lost her,” Chaeyoung whispered. Her eyes moved from one person to the other without moving her head.

Seungdae ignored them. “I don’t have any plans, so, yeah. I’ll call you.”

“Okay, okay, you’re taking my time with him,” Nayeon expressed. “I’ll send him to you in one piece… I think,” she said, opening the door and raising her arms in the air. “I’ll make sure he’s clean, no worries.”

“Thank you!” Tzuyu replied with a satisfied smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then!”

"Yah, you can't, we have photoshoots tomorrow," Jihyo whispered as they started walking.

"I know, he knows!" Tzuyu replied, tilting her head to each side.

“Don’t forget to breathe later,” Jeongyeon told them, following the leader and the maknae.

“Who was that for?” Seungdae asked Nayeon, who tried to hide her laugh.

“Both of you!” Jeongyeon yelled, halfway to reach the leader and the maknae.

“I guess I’ll also see you again later?” He asked the two remaining girls.

“In due time,” Mina said in her characteristic soft voice.

“But sure, you will,” Chaeyoung affirmed, examining his arms as her tongue ran through her upper lip.

“Drive!” Nayeon asked, slapping his hand.

“Okay, fine,” he laughed. “See you someday, then!”

Mina and Chaeyoung watched the man start the car and wave goodbye at them.

“At least, Nayeon Unnie is not the one driving,” Chaeyoung said calmly.

“Yes, but I’m curious to know if we’ll see him again. She may freak him out,” Mina’s lips went into a thin, straight line at the thought. “I was already planning what to do with him,” Mina grinned at Chaeyoung.

“Yah! I saw him first!”

In the car, Nayeon had already made herself comfortable. She had linked her phone and entered her address on the map. During their trip, she inquired about his interactions with Tzuyu.

She mentioned Tzuyu can be flirty, but it’s not common for her to smile like she did earlier. Like Jihyo, she also told him how happy she was after spending the night together. Then she moved the focus to him and how his eyes shone when he saw her.

“If you’re falling for her, then you must be careful not to fall for me,” she warned him, pointing to her face with her long fingers.

“I don’t think you need to worry about that,” Seungdae replied with an exaggerated, proud smile, triggering a series of slaps on his shoulder.

Upon arriving at her apartment, he helped her with her bag and got inside. She made sure to lock the door ‘just in case he wants to run,’ she said with a grin on her face, signaling where to leave his shoes.

“I’ll pretend not to be scared by that,” the man muttered after a quick scan of the place. Like Tzuyu, Nayeon had invited him to her own place. “This may sound rude, but why bring me here instead of a rental like Momo?”

The woman took off her cropped hoodie. Her hands were about to unhook her bra when she heard the question. With a smirk, she put her hands down. “I feel bad leaving a mess in other places,” she admitted. “Plus, those places don’t usually have shot glasses.”

“Okay,” he mouted, seeing the girl take a tower of shot glasses and a pair of normal ones from the cupboard. “Unless you want me to stay the night, I should not drink too much.”

“You’re not staying the night, handsome,” Nayeon declared, opening her fridge to take some soju bottles to the table in the living room. “If you get too drunk, I’ll fuck the alcohol out of you, then you’re leaving.”

“Aren’t you a bit too cocky for someone who has not tried me yet?” He teased her while she took a jar of water from the kitchen bar.

“I could say the same thing back to you!”

“I don’t know. Usually, people who talk a lot are only that. Words,” he shrugged, taking the jar to the table.

“You don’t want to play against me, Mr. Hwang,” she said, imitating Momo’s voice, sitting on the floor. He followed along.

“Look, neither of us knows enough about each other to bet on who can drink more, but I already know I beat you on your first game.”

Nayeon’s mouth showed her frustration. “That was planned! I knew you would guess who I was.”

“Yeah, sure,” he laughed, opening a soju bottle. “So, how do you want to lose this time?” He started pouring the shot glasses she had taken out.

“Truth or dare. If you fail or chicken out, you drink or you strip.”

“Sounds good to me,” he finished pouring the last drops from the first bottle, opening the next one without looking at her.

“Yah! Wait, why are you opening another one?” Her eyes widened, fearing a bit for her own sobriety.

“We only have a certain amount of clothes, and it’s clear we’ll both end up naked,” he commented in a calm tone, holding a glass and the bottle. “Any objections?”

“No, no. You’re right. I just thought you wanted to go slow.”

“I’ll go as fast or as slow as you want,” he affirmed, filling the twelfth glass and giving it to her. “From now on, you’ll set the rhythm.”

Nayeon took the glass, raising an eyebrow. “Then, let’s start with a shot each.”

“That’d be my pleasure.” He took a glass and raised it in the air. “For the first pleasure of many, today.”

“The first of many,” she repeated, biting her lips, and toasting with him before both took their shots in a single drink. Nayeon’s face let the burning in her throat show. Seungdae also felt it, but his face was more controlled.

“Want to go first?” He asked, placing his hands on the floor to rest a bit.

“Yes! What’s Jin’s real name?”

Seungdae didn’t say a word. He simply smiled, took another shot, and drank it, leaving the glass upside down on the table.

“Well, I won’t be the one discovering her name,” she said to herself, twisting her mouth.

“You won’t hear her name from me. You girls will have to figure it out on your own,” he tilted his head for a second. “What’s the deal with the ‘diet’ request?”

“That’s a surprise,” she replied, taking a shot and licking it seductively before drinking it clean.

The following set of questions was quite simple. Random anecdotes that could be used to mock someone if needed. Nayeon tried to make him talk about Jin a couple more times, failing in the process. He drank 4 shots and took off his upper clothes and his socks, remaining only in his pants.

Seungdae was more interested in her servicing times, but she didn’t say much, other than a bukkake session she apparently loved. By then, she had drunk 3 shots and taken off her socks, taking the chance to show off her pearl pedicure. She had also removed her blouse, revealing a black lace bralette. She was unbothered by the fact that her nipples could be easily seen.

The woman wanted to see his muscles, so she dared him to do at least 30 push-ups, which he nailed in perfect military fashion, adding another 5 just to show off.

“I’d say I nailed that dare. You should drink something,” he said, cleaning his hands.

Nayeon didn’t say anything. She simply grabbed a shot and drank it, gawking at the veins of his forearms. “So what’s it going to be now?”

“Same coin. Thirty squats. With your career, that should be easy,” he smirked.

She sighed. She didn’t want to do it, but a dare is a dare. She got into position and went through the first fifteen squats with relative ease. Seungdae walked around her, admiring the shape of her butt.

The following five were slower, and by the twenty-fourth squat, Seungdae was about to walk behind her. Her breathing quickly accelerated, and her legs gave up.

“Drink or strip?” Seungdae knelt, offering his hand to help her back up.

Nayeon held his hand, but before she stood up with him, she fixed her posture, sitting completely in her butt for a moment. “Strip,” she confirmed. She bent to take off her pants, keeping eye contact with him at all times. When she was done, she flexed her legs, letting her thighs and pussy lips form a diamond-shaped gap. Her matching, translucent panties revealed just a fraction of her trimmed bush, as if posing for the cover of an adult magazine. “Hungry?”

“Getting hungry, yes. The main dish looks juicy,” he smirked, inviting her to sit.

“Did you ever fantasize about fucking us before all of this?” She ran her fingers through her neck.

“I…” Seungdae laughed and then shrugged, checking Nayeon’s excited smile. He decided to make her suffer a bit and immediately took another shot.

“Hey! That’s a yes! Who was it? Was it me?” She leaned toward the table. He shook his head, obviously looking at her tits. “Or was it no one, and that’s why you don’t want to say it?” She sat again, looking at him by the corner of her eye.

“I guess you’ll never know,” he reached for the jar of water, serving the normal glasses. “But it’s my turn. What’s your body count?” He took a sip from his glass of water.

“Why do you want to know that? Are you scared of the competition?” She raised her eyebrows, challenging him.

“Not for a second. Just wanted to give you an easy one.”

Nayeon frowned and took another shot. “Lost count,” she admitted, quickly putting the glass on the table. “Who are you most interested in fucking? The ones you’ve not fucked yet, I mean.”

“Hard one. I was told to be careful with Sana,” he remembered, moving his fingers as if scratching something. “But I have to admit that Jeongyeon intrigues me. I can’t imagine what she’s like in bed.”

“Oh, boy, you'll have a lot of fun there,” Nayeon also took a sip of water. “If she even calls you.”

Seungdae scoffed, surprised by her comment. “So who’s your favorite member to sleep with?” He asked her, truly interested in her response.

“Jeongyeon,” the woman said with a grin on her face. “Take a shot.”

“You haven’t asked anything,” he noted, counting the shots. Still too few to get her drunk.

“That’s the dare,” she said, lying down on the floor and pouring the soju directly on her navel.

“What a punishment,” Seungdae sighed sarcastically. He knelt next to her and leaned closer to her face. “If you want me to lick you, you just had to ask.” He moved down to her stomach and sucked the liquor directly from her.

The softness of her skin on his lips made him lick her navel a few more times, followed by a long lick through the line of her waist. “My favorite shot of the night so far,” he commented, still over her stomach, looking at her eyes.

“We’ll see about that,” she puckered her lips, raising her eyebrows. “Your turn, handsome.”

“I’m not sure what to make you do,” he admitted.

“Then we switch places,” she smiled devilishly. The man went with the flow, and he was now resting flat on the floor. Nayeon took another shot in her hand. “Tzuyu told me you had a thing for feet. Is that right?” She raised her right foot, wiggling her digits near his face.

“You could say so,” he affirmed, doubtful of how safe it was to confirm that in his current situation.

“Now be good and open your mouth,” she requested. The smile on her face let him know that it was something she had wanted to do for quite some time.

He opened wide, waiting for whatever she was going to do. She sat on the couch next to him and leaned forward. She aligned the tip of her big toe with his mouth and very carefully poured the shot of soju through the dorsum of her foot, letting the liquid run and fall straight to his mouth.

Seungdae felt confused. He had had feet in his mouth before, more than willingly. But this was odd for him. Their eyes locked, and he knew it was best to follow along.

Nayeon lowered her foot to his mouth. When her toe made contact with his tongue, his head tilted for a second.

With a smirk, the man took her toes into his mouth, holding her foot by her ankle and heel. He carefully licked her digits, running his tongue between them before softly kissing each toe, finishing with her big toe.

Throughout his actions, he noticed Naeyon’s breathing becoming heavier. She bit her lips, and her cheeks blushed just a bit. Her hips squirmed against the couch while he licked her slowly. “My turn,” he declared, giving her toe another quick lick.

He sat straight and took another shot in his hand. He tilted his head and moved his shoulder in such a way that he created a little space in his collarbone where he poured the liquor.

Nayeon understood right away and sat on him, taking her mouth to his skin to drink straight off of him. Her plump lips sent a jolt of electricity through his system, making him inhale deeply. She took notice of that.

Even though there was no more soju on his skin, she kept kissing his neck. Her meaty lips navigated to his chest while her hands shamelessly touched his shoulders and arms.

A soft moan coming out of Seungdae let her know he was enjoying it, so she kept going. Her mouth went down to his abs. They were not defined, but she could feel his muscles easily, adding some bites over his upper area. Naturally, her hands went down to remove his pants.

“I didn’t think we were done playing,” he smirked, looking down at her confident eyes.

“I am… A little help?” Nayeon raised her eyebrows, letting her tongue rest between her teeth. The man complied, raising his hips so she could take off the remaining of his clothing in a swift move.

She could not help but bite her lips upon seeing his semi-hard cock swinging between his legs. She knelt in front of him for a moment, already savoring him.

Her curves looked great from Seungdae’s angle. The fact that she was sitting on her legs made her thighs look even more fleshy, and her hips appeared wider. Her waist marked a clear size difference between her torso and the rest of her body. The way her underwear hugged her body, contrasting with her skin, made it all too tempting for him.

She noticed his eyes devouring her body. If someone had asked her, Nayeon would have admitted she loved the way he looked at her body without hesitation. “Couch, now,” she commanded with a fierce look.

The man stood up, taking a quick sip of water before sitting.

“Get comfortable,” she requested, signaling with her hand to go to the end of the couch. “You don’t mind if I eat first, do you?” The woman didn’t bother waiting for a response and crawled towards him, stopping when her mouth was near his cock while he gladly opened his legs to give her space.

Nayeon let her body rest on the couch, raising and swaying her feet in the air. She grabbed his cock with her right hand and used her left one to play with his balls. Her mouth opened while she felt his dick harden in her fingers.

“Remember that everything I do or let you do is for my own pleasure, alright?” She stated, moving his cock to the side to see his eyes.

“And I am nothing but a toy for your satisfaction,” he replied, licking his lips at the sight of her bum, imagining how good her pussy must taste. His eyes went up for a bit, looking at her soles, wrinkling and stretching in the air as she moved her feet. A quick tilt of her head caught his attention back to her face and her lips.

The woman shook her head with a subtle laugh before opening her mouth and taking the tip of his cock between her lips, sealing it as soon as she could. She used her tongue to go around every detail of his dick, paying extra attention to the corners of his frenulum. “Tzuyu was right,” she murmured right after freeing her mouth. “It feels way bigger than it looks,” Nayeon smirked, and Seungdae laughed a bit.

She made sure to display her tongue skills, keeping eye contact with him at all times while she swirled her tongue around it. At times, she slapped her pouting mouth with his cock, letting it bounce on her thick, plump lips. Her head would go down his shaft to fill his shaft in her saliva, kissing his length and occasionally sucking his balls.

It was clear she knew how to make a whole performance, literally head to toe; every small movement felt intentional. The experience itself was as absorbing as the visuals of her slutty face going around his cock, accompanied by her hips moving every time she went down his balls, and her feet wiggling in the air as she went back up to lick his tip.

There was no room to hide it, and it seems the more he displayed his pleasure, the more eagerly she sucked on his cock.

Nayeon continued like this until the living room was filled with his groans and the constant slurping that came out of her mouth. “Do you want me to keep going?”

“Yes,” Seungdae replied right away, followed by a moan.

“No,” she stated, giving his dick a loud kiss. His frustrated face filled her pride. She had him where she wanted. Nayeon made sure they locked eyes as she knelt on the couch. Her hands went behind her back to unhook her bra. She took the straps and delicately placed them on the edge of her slim shoulders. Her arms relaxed, and she tilted her head just to check if that produced a response from the hypnotized man.

He scoffed, unable to say anything else. This made her laugh, which allowed the bra to finally fall to the couch, revealing her small but firm breasts and her brown nipples. The man watched her calmly sit on the couch and take a few cushions, finally breaking eye contact.

Nayeon used the cushions as support so she could rest her back at the other edge of the couch. When she was happy with the result, she turned back to him and got comfortable. Without saying a word, her legs moved towards him. Her soles enveloped the sides of his shaft.

Seungdae sighed in defeat. “How much did Tzuyu tell you?” He asked, unable to take his eyes off what was happening in his crotch.

Nayeon chuckled. “In her defense, all of us have asked her, Momo, and Jihyo what turns you on,” she admitted, also focused on his shaft. “It just so happens, I also like to use my feet, so… Feel free to cum on them.” Her face leaned forward, now looking at his eyes, smiling at him when he faced her to confirm what he had just heard.

His reaction boosted her confidence. She moved her left foot to his balls, letting her toes move on the base of his shaft. Her right foot basically stepped on his length, adding pressure against his abdomen, and rubbing her sole across his shaft, using the ball of her foot to add a little more pressure to the tip of his cock.

“Fuck,” Seungdae exclaimed, feeling the wrinkles of her sole through his cock.

All the spit she had generated earlier was coming to good use. After a little while, she took his cock with her toes and began stroking his cock. The pearl nail polish made every movement look bolder than it actually was.

She got comfortable, grabbing her tits, knowing he was seeing her. She massaged her breasts with her big hands, playing with her nipples while her breathing slowed down with every pinch on her nipples.

Nayeon took her right hand down her pussy, using her ring and middle fingers to rub her cunt through her panties, releasing soft moans while the fabric got drenched in her nectar, outlining her fat lips.

The man knew that, as much as she was actually enjoying masturbating in front of him while she gave him a footjob, letting her know she was legitimately giving him pleasure gave her even more satisfaction.

He tried to grab her left ankle with the intention of securing her foot in place, but the woman quickly removed it.

“Nuh-uh,” she said, raising her big toe. “You’ll move when I tell you. No touching for now. You’ll get to touch everything you want soon enough, either way.” Nayeon pushed his hand away with her foot and moved it back to the base of his cock, capturing it between her big toe and her second toe.

Her right foot slid to the tip of his dick. Her toes were almost gripping him as she moved them around it. The combined rubbing of every digit was a technique Seungdae had only experienced with Jieun, and something he had not thought of experiencing that day.

“You, bitch…” He whispered, loud enough for her to hear.

Nayeon froze all her movements. Her toes on his shaft. Her hand on her tit, and her fingers over her pussy. Everything.

He looked at her face. Her mouth was open. Her expression showed the offence he had committed by calling her that.

“Say that again,” she ordered. Her tongue was touching the edge of her bunny teeth.

“Sorry about that…”

“Say it again,” her voice increased.

He noticed a slight smile hidden in the corner of her lips. He shook his head, biting his tongue. “You, bitch,” he said, tilting his head forward and scanning her face.

Nayeon inhaled deeply. “A bitch that has you under his control,” she replied, pinching his sack with her left toes.

“A bitch that knows how to use her feet,” he noted, trying to ignore the pain.

“That’s true,” she admitted, releasing his sack. “Will you cum for me?” She asked, a little exasperated, raising her eyebrows. Her right foot moved slowly across his cock, using her whole sole to torture him.

Her face was too tempting not to continue teasing her.

“Only if you’re a good whore and continue what you were doing,” he answered against his better judgment.

The woman exhaled all the air she had taken earlier. She closed her eyes and her lips shut into a thin line while she turned to her side for a moment, trying to hide a slight blush on her face. “You truly…”

Without saying anything else, Nayeon’s whole body went back into action. Left hand, playing with her tit. Right hand, rubbing her pussy. Left foot, stroking his shaft. Right foot, using her toes to rub the tip of his cock.

“Fuck!” Seungdae grunted, sending his head back for a second. The sudden sensations felt overwhelming for a moment.

When he looked back at her, he saw her filled with lust and determination to make him cum. ‘Who am I to deny her that?’ He thought, relaxing his body. “Keep doing that,” he exclaimed, letting himself enjoy the events.

His words served as fuel for her, and the precum as lube for her toes. Before long, she felt her goal twitching on her feet. She continued with the same rhythm until his dick shot several ropes of cum directly on her toes, painting them in white while the man moaned and grunted, sinking on the couch.

Nayeon started laughing in satisfaction. She proudly showed him her wiggling toes, drenched in his semen.

“You are something else, woman,” he stated, making her laugh a little bit louder while he enjoyed the show.

She flexed her leg and looked at her toes, covered in his white seed. She looked at him, just to confirm his eyes were still on her. She raised her eyebrow, biting her lips, and with the help of her arms, took her foot to her open mouth.

She was a performer, making a whole number of her licking her foot clean. Her tongue went between her digits, keeping visual contact with Seungdae. When she was almost done, she sucked each toe, leaving them shining in her saliva.

The man sighed deeply. “You know you’re a damn good slut, don’t you?”

She rolled her eyes, pretending to be mad at his comment. “Just get over here,” she told him, patting the space next to her. The man moved and sat almost in the middle of it. Nayeon stood up, running her fingers through his torso until she reached his clavicle to push him and make him lie down.

“I wish you could see what’s about to happen, but I have other plans for your face,” she shared, holding his cheek with one hand before turning and showing him her back. Her fingers hooked on the hem of her panties and slid them down her curves, intentionally getting her ass near his face.

As her panties uncovered her ass, they also uncovered the translucent plug she had been wearing all along. The base was elongated, ideal to hide between her buttcheeks. The material allowed him to see how wide it kept her ass open for him; around three centimeters.

“Is this why you gave up on the squads?” He scoffed, feeling the warmth and moisture emanating from her cunt. “Was your asshole about to drop it?”

She rolled her eyes, scoffing at his comment. “I told you I’d let you fuck my ass, didn’t I?” The woman got on top of Seungdae, hovering her ass over his face. “You don’t mind if I sit, right?”

Before he could say anything, her puffy lips were already in his mouth. Without missing a beat, his tongue ran through her drenched folds, collecting her nectar while his arms got in a good position to grab her ass.

Nayeon cooed, pressing her ass against his face, allowing him to get a better position. When he was throbbing, she grabbed his cock. “I heard your dear friend can take this beast without problems,” she said in a cocky tone.

“You want her to teach you a thing or two?” The man replied as he could below her meaty bottom.

“I was thinking the opposite,” she ran her tongue through his length. “I bet your little girlfriend can’t beat me.”

“She’s not…” He was interrupted by her ass, smashing his mouth. “I’ll be the judge of that.” His hands took a firm grip on her ass cheeks. His tongue circled through her folds, memorizing the distance between her entrance and her small clit while he felt her saliva falling over his cock.

Suddenly, he felt his shaft being engulfed in one swift movement, making the ass on his face rise a few centimeters. “Holy… Fuck!” He exclaimed, feeling her throat enveloping his manhood.

Wanting to prove her skills, she sank her face into his crotch, eagerly moving her face and taking every bit of him.

Seungdae could hear her laugh despite her obstructed pipe. The vibrations were already driving him crazy. He decided that if she wanted to play like that, he could do that as well.

Quickly, he took a couple of cushions and placed them on his back and neck, raising his level and compensating for the height difference that took away her pussy while she fucked her own throat. The man took a good look at her cunt, glistening in her juices and his saliva, looking tight between her fat pussy lips. He grabbed her ass again and went back to devouring her cunt.

Nayeon’s moans and whimpers could be heard despite the cock in her throat. She did her best to bob her head on his crotch until she needed to get some air with a loud gasp. “Judge, whose throat feels tighter?” She asked, stroking his dick with both hands and twisting her wrists.

“Jin’s,” the man replied as fast as he could, so he could keep licking her cunt.

His confirmation lit a fire in her. “Don’t lie! Surely you… Hold yourself with her, right?” She inquired, trying to keep her moans, but letting some flow between her words while she rocked her hips on his face. “I’m sure you must be afraid of… Hurting her with this.”

“You’d be surprised,” Seungdae stated with all honesty before sucking on her clit, making her whimper.

Her hands clenched around his shaft with fury. “Just fuck my face. I’ll know if you hold back!” Nayeon ordered before opening her mouth and swallowing his whole shaft, bobbing her head, determined to make him cum as fast and as intensely as she could.

Seungdae wanted to test her, see if she could, indeed, beat Jieun in the game she had perfected over the last decade. His left arm hugged her waist, and his right arm went from below her leg to her ass, allowing his hand to get a firm grasp of her soft ass.

His mouth focused on giving her an intense oral session. He knew this was a double-edged sword, as this increased the moans fighting to get out of her throat. The best way to muffle them was to fulfill her request.

His hips pulled back and then pushed into her throat, measuring her. Her bobbing technique remained the same, so he added more speed gradually until he was pounding into her mouth as if she were a fleshlight.

Her gurgling and moans flooded the room. Nayeon’s hips started rocking arhythmically on his face. In her mind, the man was too comfortable doing that to be any surprise, so she decided to go further.

Her left hand went to his right ankle. This confused the man, making him slow his tongue down for a bit. She tried to move it with no cooperation from him, so she gave him a light slap on the leg. When she tried again, his leg moved as she wanted. She took his leg and placed it behind her head, pushing her head against his crotch.

Seungdae was surprised by that. He moved her ass to see her. Her fingers called for his action, and he understood. His mouth went back to her cunt, but his left arm let go of her waist and took his own ankle, locking the girl between his leg and his cock while he kept thrusting into her.

At this point, both were looking for their own orgasm in the other’s mouth, but were equally eager to make the other person cum as soon as possible.

The woman’s hips moved back and forth over Seungdae’s face, every time more erratically. Her cries had become quieter, with more space between them.

The man had let go of his self-control for once. He let his primal side fuck Nayeon’s mouth relentlessly, making her gurgling all the more consistent and louder. Her throat felt like a perfectly lubricated hole dedicated to him to cum.

Just when he felt his climax approaching, and his cock twitched for the first time inside the woman’s neck, the woman’s body began trembling. He felt a strong shake of her ass, and before he could react, the woman’s cunt exploded in his open mouth.

The strong blasts of squirt forced him to move his face. This, along with her uncontrollable spasms, sprayed her juices all over his face and the couch.

Nayeon’s convulsions were so strong that the silicone plug in her ass fell on top of the man’s forehead. After the first strong streams of squirt were over, a weaker but consistent jet of liquid came out of her, drenching the man’s face, neck, and chest until it was over.

That’s when he realized he still had her locked in place. The man was too stunned to speak. ‘I'm Tzuyu’s carpet,’ he thought for a moment, tasting the slightly salty flavor before letting go of his ankle.

The woman was not moving, except for her spasm. He pushed her ass to the back of the couch and grabbed her hair to take his cock out of her throat.

Nayeon gasped weakly. Her eyes looked for his face. “Judge?” She smiled to the best of her current capacity with her mouth filled with thick drool, calling him with her hands to get close to her.

“You’re crazier than Jin. I’ll give you that, whore” he declared, close to her face, making her laugh at the same rhythm her body shook.

She used her remaining strength to grab his neck and pull him in for a kiss, where she fiercely explored his mouth until she licked his lips and his chin.

“You know?” He stood up, trying to clean his face and check his hair, which was equally wet as the rest of his upper half. “It’s very rude to squirt on someone's face as hard as you did without letting them know.”

“Sana said the same thing once,” Nayeon blushed, letting a grin take over her weak expression. “That was supposed to be your punishment if you didn’t guess who I was,” she said between her heavy breathing.

“Are you not going to say sorry?”

“I’m not sorry,” the woman admitted, biting her lips with a blush that took over her face while her body still shook.

“Would it be okay if I claim my price, then?” The man asked, holding the plug that had hit him on the face.

“I like it rough,” she whimpered, nodding enthusiastically, and trying to move her legs. “You move me, I’m too weak.”

Seungdae smiled, not doubting to grab her hips, manhandling her so her torso rested on the wet area produced by herself, but taking care that her knees wouldn’t hit the floor.

Nayeon had no issue with her face resting on the outcome of her orgasm. She let her weight press her face against it. Weakly, she spread her ass for him. Her long fingers sank on her meaty buttocks, allowing him to see her gaping asshole.

“How long have you had this inside?” He inquired, checking the plug. Almost five centimeters wide at the thickest part.

“Half of the practice, Mina helped me get it in,” she winked, laughing through her nose.

“I hope you don’t mind that it's only me helping you now,” he said, slapping his cock in her ass crack.

Fear took over her when she felt his size hitting her hole. “Just make it wet first,” she wiggled her ass, hiding her anxiety.

Seungdae slid his fingers through her wet cunt, taking the slick mix of her juices and his saliva to spread it around her pucker hole, taking the chance to insert a finger in her gaping hole. His shaft was already drenched in her drool, so he aligned himself with her asshole and leaned over her body.

Nayeon felt his tip caressing her entrance. The way his body covered hers when he leaned forward made her fear turn into lust.

“Do you want me to start slow?” He whispered in her ear.

“I said I like it rough, didn’t I?”

“That’s what I hoped from bitch like you,” the man said, licking her earlobe before getting in position, placing his left hand firmly over her shoulder. He held his cock with his right hand, taking a glance at her pink pucker hole. He was doubtful about going rough with her, but if that’s what she wanted, that’s what she’ll get.

Without further ado, he purposefully shoved his whole length into her tight ass, rearranging her insides to his shape. The cry that came out of the woman’s lungs was deafening. Her hand grasped onto the couch, squeezing her fluids out of the fabric.

Seungdae laughed a bit. “And to think the maknae took me without a scream,” he teased her, slapping her ass and enjoying the way it rippled.

“What?” She shouted, turning to see his face. His smirk was the only response she got before a simple eyebrow raise. Nayeon shook her head with a smirk. She nodded, gripping the couch’s fabric.

The man placed his right hand on her waist, letting his palm adapt to the way her hips widened her lower frame. He pushed his hips back, watching her asshole grip around his shaft. “Rough it is,” he announced softly, a second before he pounded into her body with as much force as he wanted.

Earlier, he was about to cum in her throat, but the non-requested shower interrupted him. Now, he was looking to recover that lost orgasm and punish the girl adequately. Now, he was fucking her senseless, making her whimper as he forced her inner walls to take him as he poked her womb through her ass.

Nayeon could not believe how deeply inside her she could feel him. Her fists were clenching onto the couch, trying to keep her mind grounded. But the way his hip slammed against her ass, taking almost his whole cock out of her just to bury it back inside; the way their skin clapped loudly, matching her own moans and making her buttocks ripple; the way his hands gripped her body; the way he dominated her; all that at once was too much for her.

She quickly grabbed one of the drenched cushions and put it in her mouth, biting it in an attempt to shut her never-ending waves of cries, only for her to taste her own juices directly from the fabric.

Seungdae admired her determination, but he wanted to hear her loud voice moan for him. His right hand moved just so slightly to her lower back, keeping her back arched. His left hand moved through her neck and to her scalp. His fingers wandered through her hair and pulled it firmly with a good grip, forcing her to raise her face and letting her whimpers fill the room.

Even after being plugged for hours, her butthole felt tighter than any member thus far. The way her anal walls engulfed his shaft at every pump felt welcoming, and yet, he could still feel her trying to relax. “You don’t have any reason to show your ass tomorrow, do you?” He growled, keeping her head steady.

The woman laughed between her cries. She tried to contain them by biting her lip, just so she could reply. “Do it… Whatever… You’re thinking of… Do it…” Nayeon requested, unable to think straight.

The man chuckled. His right hand let go of her lower back, and before she even tried to look back, it went down to quickly release a stinging smack on her ass, producing a tremendous sound, accompanied by a loud yelp.

Her walls relaxed a bit more.

The hand left her skin, uncovering a red imprint of its shape. Seungdae took his hand in the air again, spanking her left buttcheek with the same force as he did the right one.

A higher-pitched squeal came out of her lungs. Nayeon’s insides now felt fully relaxed. “More!” She yelled with a cocky smile.

Another loud smack hit her bottom. “More!” She whimpered, this time moving her hips, helping him destroy her ass.

The man was happy to continue smacking her ass, leaving her skin burning red, with his fingers stamped several times across her behind. The way she twerked her ass made it clear her asshole was no longer in pain.

After a good minute of continuous spanking, Seungdae’s hand was as red as her skin. Luckily, he felt his orgasm coming. He leaned forward, letting his weight fall over Nayeon. His left hand let go of her hair and went to her neck, pressing her sides. His right hand caressed her skin, going through her soft stomach until he reached her tit and pinched her right nipple. “You’re going to be a good slut and let me fill your ass, aren’t you?” He whispered in her ear.

She felt shivers going down her spine. His body fully overpowering hers was something she didn’t feel often, but she loved it. His voice, the way he called her slut pushed the right buttons for her to submit the little agency she had left. “Y-yes… F-fucking… Give me… All…” She begged with a smile filled with bliss and her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Nayeon’s hips were working overtime at this point, using her remaining strength to move back and forth, this time, clenching around his cock willingly. She could feel him drilling her ass, every time slightly slower, but gradually harder, making the clapping of their bodies equally louder, despite the longer time between each smack.

Finally, he twitched inside her. Another thrust, burying his full length inside her. One more twitch, another pound inside her. His embrace around her body became tight, as did his grip around his neck.

A third push of his cock inside of her. This time, she felt every detail of his dick entering her hungry asshole as clearly as she could hear him growl. When his crotch hit her skin, she let out a guttural cry. Her knees twisted. Her anal walls clenched around his shaft, and a jet stream of squirt hit the floor, spraying harder every time he pounded into her, depositing his seed inside her guts.

Seungdae kept fucking her, thrusting into her body as an animal in heat, shooting spurt after spurt of cum inside her until he was done and fell over her.

He could feel Nayeon’s body trembling beneath him. He let go of her neck, grabbing a bit of her hair to move her head so she could face him.

“Are you alright?” He panted, looking at her eyes

She was too tired to open them and look back at him.“Y-yes,” she replied weakly, not even trying to fight the outcome of her second orgasm. “You… Whoa…”

“I could say the same…” He intentionally clenched his hip muscles, moving his manhood inside her, and making her whimper. “You sure you’re not a professional whore?” He joked, looking at her meaty lips.

“O-only if the dick is good,” she replied, finally focusing her eyes.

“Was it good?” He smirked, pushing his cock fully inside her again, making her release a high-pitched moan.

“Ask the couch,” Nayeon replied, feeling her juices on her face. “Ask the floor.”

“Glad you liked it.” Seungdae did his best to kneel on the floor to let her breathe properly. He looked down, amazed by the red, meaty buttcheeks that had his cock captured between them. “Can I take a picture of this?”

“Please… I want to show Momo what you did,” she replied, chuckling with a smirk.

The man took his phone from the table and took a photo that showed her curves and his fingers across her butt.

“Record it! I want to see my hole gaping and leaking your cum,” Nayeon requested, wiggling her hips and spreading her ass.

The man complied. He made sure to capture the wet stains on the couch before her waist and ass took over the frame. He withdrew his cock slowly until it fell from her gaping butthole.

“How does it look?” She asked in a naughty tone.

“Wide and red. In and out,” he replied, moving the camera to see the details as closely as he could.

“No white? How deep did you fill me?”

“As deep as I could,” he laughed.

“Finger me,” Nayeon demanded. “I want to see your cum falling.”

“Happily.” He wasn’t expecting that, but if she wanted, she’d get it. He slid two fingers inside her gaping hole. Her warmth was something he’ll remember later. His fingers explored the zone, but nothing felt different than the entrance.

“Move them, make it fall,” she said.

Seungdae wiggled his fingers quickly inside her. He felt her walls relaxing, almost pushing him out, until he felt a wave of cum run through his digits. He prepared the camera and recorded it falling right after his fingers exited her body. He caught his seed by reflex.

“You got it?” She turned, excited.

“In my hand,” he told her, moving his fingers.

Nayeon let her body fall to the floor, feeling the wet, cold tiles in her skin. “Give me,” she said, taking his hand to her mouth as she slurped and licked it clean, sucking his fingers until they had nothing but her saliva.

Then she looked at his semi-hard cock, swinging between his legs. She smirked, and without using her hands, she took it into her mouth, making sure her tongue ran over every bit of his manhood, savoring the bitterness of her butthole.

When she felt the tip was clean, she got a better angle to take him down her throat again. No gagging, no retching, pure skill. Her tongue wandered farther than her lips, licking him as much as she could until her nose touched his crotch, sinking into it a little bit more.

Her eyes looked at the camera. She winked and slowly pulled back, collecting her drool with her tongue and blowing a kiss to the camera. “You can stop,” she said.

The man was too stunned to speak.

“Is your girlfriend still better than me?” Nayeon licked her lips while her fingers collected her spit from her chin.

“I’m not sure if better, but you’re a worthy match,” he acknowledged. “A naughty, dirty, worthy match.”

“I’ll take that until I see her,” she tilted her head with a proud smile.

“I’ll be happy to be the judge,” he scoffed. “For now… Would it be okay if I took a shower? I still have you all over my hair,” his hands moved around his head, sending little droplets of her juices all over the place. His expression made her laugh a bit.

“Sure, I also need that,” she replied, raising her hand for help.

Nayeon’s legs were trembling. She took him to her room with the excuse that her bathroom was bigger and it had a mirror in the shower. The woman took a few towels from a drawer. She extended one of them through the mounted bench and left the other two folded in the corner. Just when she was about to let the water run, she saw Seungdae raise the toilet lid.

“Yah! What are you doing?” She asked, rather yelling. It was clear her energy was slowly coming back.

“Hm, I usually pee before taking a shower,” he replied, signaling the toilet like it was the most obvious reason he would be there (and it was).

“Use me!” The woman requested with big eyes. Her lips remained slightly parted, but there was no sign of a smile.

A moment of silence took over the space. Seungdae kept looking at her face. “What did you just say?”

Nayeon got into the shower and carefully knelt in one corner. “Use me,” she nodded, pointing at her mouth.

“Girl, I thought after how I fucked you earlier, you would be fully sober by now,” the man replied, perplexed by her petition.

“I am,” she remarked, moving her head. “Now come over here, it will make us even,” she finally smiled, trying to convince him.

“You, crazy bitch,” he sighed, walking towards her. “So… How does this work?”

“I thought at your thirty-two years you would know how to pee,” Nayeon replied, teasing him.

“This bitch…” He whispered to himself. “I could hit a fly with it if I wanted to. You know what I mean,” he stood as close to her as he was to the toilet some seconds ago.

“Just relax and let go,” she smirked, holding his cock, slowly getting it hard. His body seemed tense. She pulled him towards her and started licking his cock. Her tongue rolled over his tip a few times. “Just relax, I’ll do the rest,” she whispered before she took it into her mouth.

Seungdae felt her sucking his now hardened dick. Even after what happened earlier, it took him a moment and several deep breaths to let go while his cock was in the warmth of her mouth. Cautiously, he felt how her tongue moved as she received the first blast.

Immediately, she moved her face a few centimeters away, keeping her mouth open and letting him shower her. Without drinking yet, she focused on his release. It barely had any smell, and the flavor was barely there as a consequence of his diet and the alcohol he had drunk.

She swayed her head so the stream landed on her scalp, forehead, eyes, and mouth, ensuring gravity would take it down her body. During the first seconds, she used her hands to wash her soft tummy and boobs.

Without a warning, she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth, bobbing a couple of times, drinking his piss, before taking him into her throat.

By reflex, Seungdae tried to stop her, but Nayeon smacked his hand and held his butt to push his dick fully into her pipe, looking at his face with victorious eyes.

The woman kept him inside her throat until she felt he was over. She took her tongue out and licked his underside as she slowly released his dick with a loud exhalation.

She started laughing at his shocked expression. “I wish I had my phone to take a picture of your face right now,” she chuckled before a small burp came out of her. “Sorry… It tasted like you,” she grinned, running her tongue through her lips.

“My dick is so confused right now,” Seungdae finally said. “H-how did this even happen?” He demanded, watching her body shine against the light.

“You can blame Sana for this,” she shrugged and raised her hand for assistance.

Seungdae helped her stand up. “Is she also into this stuff?”

Nayeon admired herself in the mirror. Her face, hair, and body, drenched just as she wanted. It made her blush a little. “Nah, she doesn’t like it,” she saw his face asking for more context. “She made me cum so hard while I was riding her face that I lost control of my body,” she signaled him to be careful, and she opened the shower valve.

“Does that happen often to you and the other members?” He asked, remembering Tzuyu’s little accident.

“It can happen to anyone,” she shrugged. “I just know when it will happen,” she smiled, showing her teeth and closing her eyes.

Her cute side, contrasting with the actions preceding that expression, made Seungdae scoff. “So you knew you were going to release everything you had on my face?”

“Yes! I told you I wasn’t sorry,” she smiled proudly. “But anyway. After Sana made me lose control, she got really, really mad. After another sixty-nine session where she was on top, she peed on my face just when I was cumming, so…” She shrugged, tilting her head with a naughty smile before she took her shampoo.

“The rest is history?” He saw her start to wash her hair. “Come on, let me help you.”

“Thank you. Mid-lengths to ends,” she pointed at him and turned back to give him better access to her hair. “But yes, what can I say? I like the feeling, and under the right diet, I can get to like the smell and taste.”

“You like to be treated like the slut you are,” he said in a slightly deeper voice, pulling her hair softly.

She grinned, running her tongue through her upper teeth. “Only when I know I can be dominated,” she took a step back, feeling his cock hang and slip between her buttocks while they washed her hair.

“Lucky me, I guess.” He smiled at the little seductive humming she did as a response. “What does it taste like, though?” He wondered.

“Hard to describe. Salty? Exactly what it smells like, I suppose,” she giggled and turned around, facing him. “Here, smell my breath,” Nayeon stood on her tiptoes and opened her mouth, supporting herself on his forearms, and not giving him a chance to say no. The man got close to her lips, looking at her pink tongue.

She exhaled for a few seconds, keeping a steady flow of air. “So?” She asked, planting her feet on the floor and looking at his eyes.

“Barely anything, actually,” he acknowledged with pleasant surprise.

“That’s why I could drink you like water,” she got close to him, letting her naked, wet body rub against his, moving her tits against his upper abs. "Just like you drank me earlier," she raised her eyebrows and bit her lips, letting her bunny teeth show gracefully.

“Let’s rinse that pretty hair of yours,” he shook his head, and took her under the shower head, holding her firmly by her waist.

Nayeon’s hands grabbed his cock, already hard and throbbing. “Are you always this attentive?” She asked with her eyes closed while he ran his fingers through her scalp, ensuring to rinse all the foam.

“Only when I’ve grown fond of the girl,” he whispered, almost getting lost in how good her soapy nipples felt rubbing against him. Her soft smile caught his eye. He wasn’t going to let her interpret that as anything other than a game. “Or when I’m getting paid,” he pursed his lips and tilted his head.

She opened her eyes. “So who’s the whore now?” Her left hand went to his nape and pulled him for a kiss. Their tongues swirled against each other right away. The water running through their bodies made them feel as if they were merging into each other.

Seungdae allowed himself to feel every bit of her body. Her neck, her arms, her waist, her hips, her ass. His self-control was put aside when his hand took a firm grip of her boobs. They may be small, but they were firm and felt heavy in his fingers. Her nipples called for a pinch that filled the room with echoes of her little whimpers. Her body was a masterpiece surrounded by the steam.

Nayeon felt the same. Her right hand stroked his whole length, letting it rest against her belly. Her left hand went down his neck. Her fingers traced the lines of his collarbone and outlined his broad shoulders. She latched onto his biceps, keeping him close to her until her hand wandered to his chest and finally to her right hand on his shaft.

Her breathing became heavier, feeling the tip of his cock rest against the pit of her stomach while her hands rubbed it slowly. “Are you going to shove it in my pussy or have I scared you too much?” She whispered into his mouth.

“You think your pussy can take it like your throat?” He twitched his dick to poke her belly.

“Only one way to find out,” she turned around, bent over, and reached for the tip of his cock. She rubbed it slowly in her entrance, feeling his girth pressing against her puffy lips.

Seungdae felt his tip pushing into her drenched folds. Despite her body screaming for him to penetrate her, he could see her face through the mirror and hear her through the running water, trying to control her breathing. “Are you hesitating now? Really?”

She saw his challenging face. She sighed, shaking her head. “I’m not sure why it feels more frightening than my ass,” she scoffed, not believing her own words.

“You took me in your ass like a well-trained whore,” his thumb circled her pink pucker hole. “I’m sure your little pussy is up to the challenge.” His hand took a firm grip of her ass. He couldn’t get enough of how good her body felt in his fingers.

Nayeon nodded quickly. Her eyes changed, showing her own determination. “Okay. D-don’t hold back,” she requested.

Even though her voice trembled, her face seemed sure of it. “Will you take it like a good slut?” He took the base of his cock and her waist, looking at her eyes through the mirror.

“Make me,” Nayeon pushed herself against his dick. That split second stretched as much as her cunt. She could feel every detail of his manhood while her entrance adapted to his girth. She felt him reacting quickly, pulling her towards his crotch while he pushed into her, making her release a loud, deafening series of cries and moans that echoed in the steamy room.

Seungdae felt her silky insides around his shaft. Rather than adapting to him, he felt his cock making its own space inside her body, reaching all the way to her cervix on the first thrust. He pushed back and thrusted into her again.

The mirror let him see the pain she felt every time he reached her deepest area. Her lips pursed, her eyes shut tightly, she closed her fist, clenching it until her knuckles turned white. In any other circumstance, he would have stopped, but she kept pushing herself against his cock.

‘The sooner, the better,’ he thought. He decided to obey her and not hold back. His hand moved through her scalp and took a firm grip, pulling her head. He rammed her pussy with deep, strong poundings. He leaned forward. “Why don’t you open your eyes, little whore?” He asked in a deep voice. “I promise you’ll like what you see.”

Nayeon could not reply. Her lungs were too busy trying to take air between all the moaning and crying. She opened her eyes to see her own face up close. She blushed at the sight of her being fucked, hearing her own moans echo back to her in a symphony of skin slapping and water slushing at every pound.

The man scoffed, seeing a smile form on her face. “You like the way your body bounces in my cock, don’t you?” He asked, keeping her locked in position.

“Mhmm,” Nayeon managed to confirm, biting her lips, seeing her red face and her thighs rippling.

He felt her cunt relaxing, now accepting his whole length at every thrust. “What do you want?” He grunted close to her ear.

“K-keep going… D-don’t stop u-until you cum…” She requested, grunting when she felt his dick pushing her cervix, and feeling her legs trembling slowly.

“Where do you want it, slut?” He asked, pounding harder into her gripping pussy.

She grinned, looking at his eyes through the mirror. “I-in!” She demanded, now moving her hips as much as her legs let her.

“Aren’t you a little bitch in heat?” He chuckled. Nayeon could hear him and nodded with pleading eyes. “Fine,” he let go of her hair and took her wrists, securing them with his left hand and pulling her towards him, forcing her to arch her back. “Don’t you dare look elsewhere,” he ordered while his right hand grasped her ass cheek, still red from the slapping she received.

Nayeon was having the time of her life, letting herself be used like that. Her eyes scanned the scene. His frame, still larger than hers, even with the perspective she had. Her face, all red, asking for more. Her little tits, bouncing uncontrollably at every pound. The silhouette of her hips, growing bigger at every slap of his body against her.

When he pulled her arms a bit more, she got a better view of her tummy. The water running through her body, the angle at which he was fucking her, and the light bouncing in the mirror aided to the sight of her belly bulging every time his cock went fully inside her.

That visual pushed her mind. She had only seen her body do that with her own dildos, but having a warm, throbbing cock inside her, causing her insides to adapt like that without being able to control it, shut her brain off.

The man noticed. Her eyes rolled back, coming back to try to see herself for a second before her pupils disappeared again. “Good whore,” Seungdae growled, causing her pussy to clench around his dick. His climax was now approaching.

“You want to feel it, right?” His free hand ran through her silhouette, sending shivers down her body until he found her neck, pressing hard on the sides. “You want to feel how I cum inside your cunt, don’t you, bitch?”

“Mmmhum,” she moaned. Her body was now a handle of reactions.

He let go of her hands. One of them went straight for her clit, rubbing it with enough force to hurt her. Her other hand went to her belly, right under her navel. She could finally feel, with the palms of her hand pressing on her womb, his cock poking from her insides.

Seungdae held her by her neck with his right hand. He leaned forward, supporting their bodies against the mirror with his forearm at the height of his face. “Open your eyes, slut,” he growled. “Look at me while I cum inside you.”

Nayeon obeyed. The sight of his frame overpowering her completely, his cock hitting her insides as it twitched inside of her, and the abuse she put in her own clit, drove her to her own orgasm. Her body shook in his arm. Her pussy contracted erratically around his cock. She surrendered to the sensations, focusing on keeping her eyes open for him.

Seungdae released her neck, grabbing her body by her chest while he thrusted a couple more times before he began shooting thick spurts of semen into her cunt, grunting in the process. He did his best to deposit everything as deep inside her as he could until his orgasm subsided.

Slowly, he took her into his embrace, keeping her from falling. When her legs gave up, he carried her weight with his arms, balancing her with the support of his cock, still buried inside her. As carefully as he could, he squatted until he sat on the floor with the trembling woman resting her back on his chest.

Water fell on her face, running through her body, sending jolts of electricity through her overstimulated body. Despite that, her face was completely relaxed, adorned with a satisfied smile.

Seungdae saw her expression and sighed. “You realize we could have had an accident with the mirror, right?” His hands ran through her belly, boobs, and legs.

“I want you to know,” she panted, trying her best to talk, “I don’t let myself go like that.” Her head rested on his shoulder, purposefully pressing her cheek into his neck. “I like to be treated like a slut, but I never give anyone full control.”

“That’s why you let your legs go like that?”

“Momo, Jihyo, and Tzuyu, especially Tzuyu,” she started, still recovering her breath, “won't shut up about how kind and caring you were with them. Neither of them had talked like that about a man before…” Nayeon took a few seconds while Seungdae processed her words. “Well, apart from their exes,” she added, trying to stand up.

The man helped her, one hand for stability, another one pushing her ass so she could stand up. Her pussy didn’t drop anything right away, but as soon as she stood up, proudly without shaking, she leaked his cum through her inner leg.

Nayeon took two fingers and inserted them into her pussy. They were covered in his cum when she pulled them out. She sucked her fingers clean and moved under the shower head. “Help me with my back, I’ll help you with yours,” she smiled at him, raising her eyebrows.

The rest of the shower went as anyone could expect. A few slaps on her ass, she helped him with his dick, and he helped her with her tits. She gave him a hard spank on his butt when she saw the red marks he had left on her, even if she actually liked the way it looked.

After they were done, they went back to the living room, still naked, carrying their towels, and laughing.

“Let me clean this mess for you,” he said, piling up the shot glasses.

Nayeon observed him for a moment. Her smile faded for a moment, and she put on a weak smile instead. “No, no, no,” she shook her head and took the glasses from his hands. “You already helped me enough today. Maybe more than you originally expected,” she tilted her head, smirking softly at him. “Get dressed and get out, you’re free!”

“I have no problem helping you clean, for real…”

“Seungdae,” her tone was serious. “I mean it. Get dressed and do whatever it is you do when you’re not fucking us. Go with Jin, see some friends… I don’t know.”

“Did I do something wrong? Was I too…”

“You were perfect!” She remarked, looking at his face before turning to leave the glasses in the sink. “You were amazing. You gave me exactly what I wanted.”

Nayeon walked back, swaying her hips as she got close to him. She held his face in her hands and looked at his eye. “Me being like this has nothing to do with you, okay? It’s just… A way to protect myself.”

“You know I don’t charge extra if you just want to talk,” he smirked kindly at her.

“I’ll think about it.” She kissed him on the cheek. “I mean it, really. I may need to talk with someone like you. But not now, big guy,” she patted his chest a few times. “Get dressed.”

Seungdae nodded slowly and followed her request while she cleaned the table. By the time he was done, the only visible sign of what had happened was his damp hair. He looked at her, staring at the wet couch.

“I’ll leave then,” he announced.

She sighed with closed eyes before she turned to him. “Drive safely, please. We want you in one piece,” she nodded goodbye, signaling to the door.

“I’ll do my best,” he took his time putting on his shoes. When he was ready, he took the doorknob and looked back at her. “Nayeon,” he called.

The way he enunciated his name, this tone, touched a specific part of her brain that confused her. She hummed, keeping a straight face and leaning into the hallway to see him.

“Don’t be a stranger. I know how hard your schedules can be, but if you need to talk, I’ll try my best to be here.”

“Thank you,” she murmured. She wasn’t sure what else to say, so she raised her walls again. “Now go!” She said, almost yelling in her usual tone.

“Bye,” he laughed softly and closed the door behind him.

On the way to his car, he thought of what he could do. He was too tired to go out. Jieun was busy filming, and that was going to be the case for some time. Jongsuk seemed to be the best option, but considering the hour, he decided to go back home.

After getting there, he threw himself on his bed. He checked his phone. No messages from Jin. ‘She must be busy still,’ he thought. After scrolling through some group chats, he saw a message from Tzuyu.

TZ: How did she treat you?
TZ: You’re not going to quit, are you?
SD: Shouldn’t you be more concerned with how I treated her?
SD: And no, I’m not going to quit, I’d have to be crazy.
TZ: I know what she’s like, that’s why I’m asking, silly!
TZ: You would also have to be a little crazy to keep working with us 😶‍🌫️
SD: After today, I can 100% agree with that statement!

They kept talking until she fell asleep. Shortly after, Jieun sent him a message.

IU: Any damages for today?
SD: Only mentally.
IU: That crazy, huh?
SD: Yep… You’re going home?
IU: Finally! Would it be too much if I asked you to be there? 🥺
SD: Jin… You’ll owe me big time, you know?
IU: I know! But I’m too tired for anything, I just want you to be there 🥹
SD: I’ll meet you there. I’m also exhausted.

With actual effort, he drove to Jieun’s apartment. She arrived a few minutes after him. Both wanted to talk about their day, but found themselves too tired for that. They fell asleep, facing each other without even getting under the covers.