Be Kind (or not)

As expected, after enjoying a meal with Jieun and relaxing a bit, things got physical.

As planned, it wasn't until then that he undressed in front of her. This immediately triggered her concern for the amount of scars he had on his body, mainly on his back. Unlike his first time with Momo, this time the scratches were all over his back, particularly where his ribs ended.

As he imagined, once she remembered that those marks were caused by another woman unable to control the pleasure he provoked in her, Jieun's possessive side took over her. The small woman pressed her hand firmly on his stomach and pulled him with her arm for a fierce kiss as she took him to her bed.

Ever since Seungdae came back from military service, Jieun had never been afraid of taking the lead whenever they had sex. But there was always a difference between that and her way of reclaiming him as hers. Whenever that happened, she let her more animalistic side dominate her, and in consequence, him.

She would be the one riding him with her feet on his sides, loudly slapping her ass against his crotch while her greedy cunt engulfed his whole cock. Her nails would pierce the skin of his chest so that she could have the support needed, leaving a new set of marks on him.

It hurt, yes, even despite her small fingers and her always-trimmed nails, but having her tits in full view, violently bouncing because her own lust had taken over her, was something he was always glad to see. Even more so when her whole body was determined to drain him inside of her.

Her small, slim frame was now reaching her goal. She felt him twitch inside her pussy. "Yes, please! Cum inside your favorite cunt," she grunted, showing her teeth. "Show me how much you love this pussy," she demanded, reaching for his nape to pull him for a lustful kiss where she purposefully bit his lower lip while he filled the entrance of her cervix with his sperm.

It wasn't until his climax ended that she slowed her rhythm. "Thank you," she panted with a smile, still moving her hips and clenching her walls on top of him.

"My pleasure," he chuckled.

"You can keep going, right?" She asked, feeling her thighs tremble.

He also noticed it. It was uncommon for her to do that level of cardio, so it was something he was expecting. He grabbed Jieun's back and thigh and quickly turned on the bed, pinning her down and making her yelp. "Like this?" He smirked at her, loving the way her desire emanated from her face.

She shook her head, laughing while she bit her lips. "Just like that," her legs locked behind his ass, pushing him deeper inside her pussy. "Now fuck me hard until you fill me again," her small hands held his face for another passionate kiss as he started pounding into her frail body.

His left arm held her tightly against his chest, and his right hand firmly gripped her ass. His thrusts went as deep as he could, assisted by her ankles pushing him back inside her while her lips melted on his.

The previous round had already pushed Jieun to the edge of her own orgasm. She knew that just by letting him fuck her as violently as he wanted, she would reach it. All she needed was to surrender herself to the man she loved. One of her favorite things to do.

Soon enough, she could feel her climax arriving. "Don't stop," she begged him. "Please don't stop!" She whimpered in his lips. Her fingers crawled through his body. Her left hand took a firm grip of the back of his neck, while her right arm hooked itself around his back.

As he feared, just when he was balls deep inside of her, her orgasm struck. Her nails pierced through his skin as her whole body gripped onto him.

Her whole existence seemed to want to merge with him into one being. Her arms pulled him closer to her. Her legs fought against his hips with all her might to push him back into her cunt. Her walls tightened around his shaft so tightly that he felt she could rip his cock just to keep it inside of her. Her mouth could not get enough of his lips. She bit him only to keep him longer while she cried loudly, thanks to him.

That was just the first instant of her climax, and, even with the pain, he loved it. He held on to her, fucking her roughly throughout her orgasm. Her hands moved throughout his back, unable to maintain her grip for longer than a second.

The harder he pounded, the more her nails dug into him, prolonging her orgasm until her whole body convulsed strongly while her pussy shot a series of squirts at every thrust he made.

Just as she requested, he didn't stop. The way her insides clenched onto him had brought him to the edge of his own orgasm. He held her tightly, pounding into her pussy with enough strength to make the quick clapping of their bodies as loud as her cries in the room until his seed flooded her cunt again, shooting thick spurts of semen against her cervix.

Silence took over the room, broken only by their labored breathing. Both of them were trembling in each other's embrace, feeling their heartbeats through their chests.

Jieun locked eyes with him, holding his cheek. "I-I love you so much," she managed to say between her spasms, blushing brightly not only for all the blood running through her body, but because of the words she spoke.

"I love you, too," he laughed, still shaking over her. "You can't even imagine," he scoffed, running his thumb through her cheek, kissing her gently this time before both hugged as tightly as they could.

"Seungdae," she called, deeply inhaling his scent. One of those times where she did so slowly to register every bit of him into her brain. "Can you turn us over? You're crushing me." She giggled after she was sure his aroma was engraved in her memory.

He moved a couple of pillows to his side, at the height of his upper back, and, carefully, rolled over them, keeping his shaft secured in her walls and her face close to him thanks to the pillows. She let her arms rest on his chest, serving as a level for her chin to rest on, allowing her to have a clear, full view of his face.

"Was it too much?" She asked shyly. Her eyebrows showed her worry.

"What do you mean?" He tilted his head, smiling at her. She simply moved her little fingers as claws, pursing her lips into a thin line while she waited for a response.

He scoffed, moving his hand to her hair to play with it. "You could tear me to pieces, and I would love every single moment of it."

She blushed, knowing those words had a lot more meaning and weight than he even realized. "I mean it! Does it hurt?"

"Not a bit. Maybe later, when we take a shower."

"I'll clean your back carefully, I promise!" Her whole face was now fully displaying her worry.

"I don't doubt it," he smiled at her, moving his fingers to her cheek. "What's the matter?"

"I think Jongsuk was right…" She pouted, looking down without hiding her face.

"About what?"

"As much as you can manage every time I sleep with other people…" She took a deep breath just to gather the courage to go on. "I'm still learning to deal with the fact that you are now fucking others. And not just any others, like your exes," her eyes rolled, and he could not help but laugh. "You know what I mean! Now you're fucking these talented, gorgeous, beautiful, voluptuous women…"

"Jin, for you, I could stop at any moment…"

"No!" She interrupted him. "You've let me explore literally anything I wanted to the point I have you and Jongsuk. You also deserve that."

"Slowing down is also an option if…"

"Seungdae," she shushed him, placing her delicate index on his lips. "Let's see if you get it this way," she held his face with both hands, looking him directly in the eyes. "After only God knows how many dicks, you know, I always come back to you begging you to make me yours," she clenched her walls around his semihard shaft, reinserting it whole.

He scoffed, nodding lightly, remembering every time she asked him to help her wash herself after her servicing sessions or sponsor events, just to make love with him until they fell asleep, ensuring the last dick or load in her body was his.

"I just need to know that no matter who you fuck, who you wake up next to, who makes your heart flutter… You'll still come back to me, and you'll keep loving me," she pouted with vulnerable eyes.

"My dear," he smiled tenderly at her. "The only thing that would stop me from coming back to you would be death itself," he scoffed.

"Don't say that!" She tapped his mouth with her fingers, eyes frightened with just the idea of losing him like that.

"Sorry," he held her hand and kissed her digits. "But you know what I mean. And not even death could stop me from loving you."

"Yes, fine. But don't say it!"

"Okay," he hugged her tightly in his embrace, and she did the same, clinging her whole existence to him. "And if you're going to get this wild after I come back with a few scratches," he whispered in her ear, "I may come back faster," he teased her.

She sighed, annoyed at him for ruining the moment. "Just like every single time you know another man fucked me," she broke the hug, half standing with her arms and pressing her pussy on his cock. "How you always come to me and make sure to fill my pussy to the brim, making me yours again," she clenched her cunt tightly around his cock, feeling him hardening inside of her. "I don't know about you, but I love the way you fuck me when that happens," she smirked at him, blushing.

"I guess I just want to reclaim my princess," he grabbed her firmly by the waist, pulling her for a soft kiss.

After a more delicate session of lovemaking, both showered and got dressed to pack a few things and move them to Jieun's new house while they talked about their plans for the week.

Seungdae knew that taking a few things at a time, only once a week, if they were lucky, would take them forever. But she was not in a rush, and she needed time to separate herself from a place filled with good memories.

"So who's going to be the next lucky lady to taste you?" Jieun smirked at him on the way to her new place, with only two small boxes filled with books in the trunk.

"Dahyun," he pursed his lips, nodding as he drove.

"Dahyun? Kim Dahyun?" She frowned, and he nodded slowly. "She hasn't said anything before, has she?"

"Nope. I think she blushed a bit after our eyes met once. But it was right after they all saw me with Jihyo."

"Did she say anything else? Like, tease you or something?"

"Just time and place. Sana warned me to be nice to her. Very emphatically."

"You'd better behave then, if you don't want two new sets of scratches on your back," she stared at him, pursing her lips and opening her eyes as big as she could.

"What?" He frowned at her with a confused smile, glancing at her before getting his eyes back on the road.

"If anyone leaves any mark on you, I'll leave my own, and I will make them last longer. I thought that was already clear," she leaned onto him with a subtle grin.

He smirked at her after parking in a red light, making her chuckle. "It is now," he told her, both scrunching their noses before a soft peck on the lips.

Wednesday arrived, work was over, and Seungdae got ready to go see Dahyun. The address she sent him was the same apartment complex where he first fucked Momo, but a different apartment, so he safely deduced the encounter would be purely casual. Transactional.

Upon arriving, he sighed at Dahyun's request, and he knocked on the door at the rhythm of Knock Knock. He waited for a couple of seconds before Dahyun opened the door just a bit, looming enough to see her curious eyes and a fraction of her nervous smile.

"Did you order a plumber?" He asked, trying to make her laugh to make her feel more comfortable.

She chuckled. "Come in," she whispered, opening the door for him just to lock it as soon as he stepped in. "Did you have any trouble getting here?"

"Not really. I know this building thanks to Momo. This is where we… You know." He took off his shoes, checking her out. Her hair was loose, falling freely around her shoulders. She wore a loose, gray sweatshirt that was clearly two sizes bigger than her, hiding her curves. Her lower half was only covered by some loose white shorts and a pair of socks, which let him appreciate her white thighs.

"Right, right, I should have remembered that," she smiled awkwardly, walking to the kitchen. "Do you want some water or anything?"

"Yeah, some water would be fine," he stepped into the place. The same arrangement as that time. 'Is every apartment here like this?' He wondered, seeing only minute differences in the furniture.

When Dahyun handed him the glass of water, she avoided any eye contact. He drank for a bit, trying not to look at her to add any pressure. "Do you want to sit?"

"Yes, please!" She nodded quickly, and both walked to the couch. Once seated, her face remained still, but her eyes went back and forth between him and whatever she had in front of her.

"Dahyun?" Seungdae asked with a concerned tone.

"Yes?" She turned to him, smiling more as a reflex than anything else.

"I know you girls call me to… Well, fuck," he began, as calm as he could, noticing a blush in her cheeks as the reason for their meeting was brought up. "But if you don't want to do anything, I can go," his tone was wary, but it made her eyes widen. "You don't even have to worry about the pay or anything," he added with a gentle smile.

"No, no," she raised her hands, signaling him to wait, then she took a deep breath. "I want…" She had to look in front of her just to continue. "I do want your services. I just… I've never requested someone like you before."

"I thought so," he held his chuckle, catching her attention. "Sorry if this comes the wrong way, but you don't seem the kind of girl who would booty-call a stranger." His words made her blush and smile. "Speaking of that. What made you request this?"

"So… I spent my birthday with Sana, and she could not stop talking about what she'd do with you and Momo." She looked at him as if she had admitted to being the accomplice of a crime. "I don't think you noticed, but she sent me a few videos while she was with you two, and I just felt like I needed to try it myself. But now I don't know how to… Start."

He tried to hide his smile. Indeed, he was too busy enjoying his time with them that he never even noticed when Sana had her phone in her hand. "It's okay, we can go as slow as you want."

"Thank you," she smiled in relief. "But, how do you usually start?" She pursed her lips, looking back at him again.

"Well, it's not like I have much experience doing this either." Silence. She frowned at his words. "Servicing, I mean. It's been only a month since I signed," he explained, trying to keep a chill tone. "Momo jumped on top of me, Jihyo told me what to do, Tzuyu and I talked for a bit before anything, kind of like Nayeon, but she added alcohol. Sana…"

"She tricked you, I know. She does that," Dahyun scoffed, closing her eyes and nodding, trying to hide her smile. When she opened her eyes, she saw his face with a surprised expression. "She's been using her tricks with me for years," she tilted her head, and her hand delicately touched his knee. "We share that pain."

He could not help but chuckle at her serious tone. "Have you and her…?"

Calmly, and with her eyes closed, she nodded, keeping her hand on his knee. "She was the first woman to ever touch me like that."

Seungdae could tell she was getting more comfortable. Her demeanor was now more of a theatrical calmness, holding a laugh behind her face. "Poor you, having to endure such an experience," he played along.

"I know," she took her hand to her chest, paying the victim.

"Have you been tricked by any other member?" He asked, touching her fingers as delicately as he could.

Her eyes opened at the question, pursing her lips. "Only Momo and Chaeyoung," she admitted.

"No Tzuyu?" He inquired without thinking about it.

Her eyes widened. "No, no, no, no," Dahyun replied, getting close to him with her hands near her chest. "I was tricked… No, cornered, that time. Wait, what did she tell you?"

"Only that she doesn't really count that as sleeping with you. She didn't explain anything else." He tilted his head, trying to calm her down with his face.

"Okay, fine. What she said. So… Now what?"

"I can take the lead if you want. It's fine." She nodded excitedly at his offer. He got close to her, carefully taking her chin with her index finger, locking eyes with her. "Tell me if you want me to stop at any moment."

He leaned forward, closing his eyes slowly, feeling her nervous breathing. Just before their lips touched, she shook her head.

"No, no, nope," Dahyun turned away quickly, taking and letting go of his hands repeatedly. "Sorry. No kissing."

He chuckled. "It's fine, don't worry." He looked at her face. She was conflicted. "Is it just the lips or just no kissing at all?"

"Just the lips, sorry," she grabbed his fingers tightly with her left hand, expecting him to understand.

"Don't be sorry. No lips, that's alright," he smiled at her. "Cheeks and neck are okay?" He asked, holding her face delicately and slowly moving her head to her right.

"Yes…" She confirmed, biting her lips as soon as she felt his lips on her cheek. Her left fist clenched when his breath reached her neck, and her right hand eagerly grabbed his nape.

Her fair skin was incredibly soft to the touch. He could tell she wanted more, but she also wanted to go slow, so he teased her a bit. His lips went slightly up, reaching right below her ear, making her moan involuntarily.

She quickly contorted her neck, pushing him away and sinking into the couch's armrest. "Sorry, I'm not used to men making me feel that."

"Not used to men?" He grinned at her, leaning towards her. She simply stretched her neck, letting him continue.

"Mmhm," her left hand grabbed his nape while her right arm hooked around his back, wishing him to continue. "They just do what they want and go," Dahyun added, holding her cooing.

"Well," he confidently placed his hand around her wide hips, "I am here to do whatever you want," he whispered between kisses, sliding his hand under her shirt. "All you have to do… Is ask."

Her slim fingers ran through his scalp at the same pace as his hand under her blouse. "Undress," she requested abruptly, just before his fingers reached her boob.

"On it," he smirked, tracing a path of kisses from her neck to her soft cheek. The man stood up, admiring her silhouette as she rubbed her thighs against each other, pronouncing her hips even more.

Seungdae took off his shirt fairly quickly, then he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Dahyun's lips were pursed, trying to hide her desire. He let his pants fall, revealing his semihard bulge, widening her eyes as she sat on the couch, now with a slightly open mouth. He stepped out of his pants and took one step closer. "Should I continue?"

Dahyun shook her head quickly, standing up and walking towards him. Her eyes went up from his crotch to his torso. The lines across his chest caught her attention. Her fingers carefully traced the scars on his skin. 'Those are not from Sana or Momo,' she thought. "Does it hurt?" She asked, looking up to his eyes, feeling intimidated by his height.

"Not anymore," he replied with a smile.

She walked behind him, gasping at the incredible amount of scratches he had on his back. Both hands touched his skin, noticing a clear difference in the size and shape of the scratches made by Sana and someone else. "A-are you okay with this?" She inquired, afraid her touch could accidentally tear a half-healed scar.

"I guess so," he scoffed with a smile she could not see. "I had an idea what I was getting myself into with Sana."

"And your friend?" She pondered, head looming behind his right arm.

The man chuckled. "That was a deliberate movement from my part," he admitted proudly as she stood in front of him again.

"You must be really crazy then…" She murmured to herself, not trying to hide it from him. Her eyes focused on his bulge again. "Can I?" She asked while her fingers gently touched the hem of his trunks, this time with no shame, just curiosity.

"Hm, sure," he shrugged, seeing how she knelt.

Her eyes didn't blink in anticipation. She held his underwear firmly, glancing at his eyes for approval. Her fingers shook lightly while she inhaled deeply. Then, she pulled his last piece of clothing down, releasing his cock in front of her face.

Her hand reached for his manhood, stopping just a couple of centimeters away. "Is it okay?" She asked, looking up to him.

"Of course," he smiled kindly, clenching his dick to make it move just a bit. Her eyebrows rose in surprise.

The small woman held his cock with her right hand, clenching her fingers around his base. She seemed to be weighing it, moving it up and down. Then she added her left hand, cupping the underside of its tip. "Whoa," she exclaimed, getting closer to his shaft when her way of playing with it inevitably carried more blood to his dick, fully hardening it as she slapped it against her palm.

The sight for him was endearing in a way. It reminded him of the way Jieun first played with his dick sixteen years ago. "I'm guessing you've never had one this size," he inquired.

Dahyun looked up, getting out of her trance. "Huh? No, not even foreigners," she admitted, stroking him slowly to see his foreskin moving at the tip of his dick.

"You've been with foreigners?" He asked, surprised, with no filter. He didn't expect someone with that level of curiosity over a penis would have that kind of experience.

She sighed. "Yeah," she admitted. "Michael Kors ambassador!" She announced loudly, posing with his dick as a mic, making him laugh. She was happy to see him react that way, but she knew he was curious for more information on that. She sighed again, this time with a smile, stroking his cock mechanically. "Part of the deal with them is a nyotaimori experience before I lie on the table and they fuck me," she pursed her lips, clearly unamused by the idea.

"Nyotaimori?"

"Oh, when you serve sushi on naked people?" She nodded. His eyebrows raised in surprise, telling her he knew what she was talking about. "Fortunately, it's always the same small group of people every time. But no one your size," she smirked, tilting her head while she wiggled his cock up and down until she hit her eye with an uncalculated movement.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking at her puzzled, blinking face.

"This thing is really heavy," Dahyun scoffed, moving one of her hands to his sack. "Have you ever hurt someone with it? Like…" She did a slapping motion with his dick, stopping right before hitting herself, and feeling his balls on her fingers.

"Not on purpose," he smiled, looking to the side, remembering the past. "But accidents have happ… Okay," he exhaled happily, feeling her mouth around his left testicle. He looked down at her, seeing her eyes smiling while her tongue swirled around his scrotum.

"Sorry," she released it. "Should I have asked first?" Her tiny hand gripped tighter around his cock.

"Don't worry, it's fine. It was just… Unexpected."

She scoffed shyly with a smile. "I just wanted a taste of what the other members have gotten." Her hand began massaging his balls, using her saliva to smooth the process. "Is it okay if I…?" She looked at the tip of his cock and his eyes repeatedly. The man simply nodded with a smile.

Dahyun took all of her hair and put it behind her shoulders. She held his manhood firmly and looked straight at the slit of his glans. She pursed her lips, stroking him slowly while she kept playing with his sack. Her mouth opened, and she captured the mushroom-shaped tip.

Her tongue immediately played with this fenilum while her whole mouth sucked on him. A drastic change from the other members with more experience, but no less pleasurable for that. The slow, short bobs were filled with care and intention.

After a solid minute, she stopped, letting all the saliva she had made fall in her hands to spread it through his shaft with both hands. "Whoa, I'll need three hands to cover most of this," she exclaimed.

"Do you think you can take it all?" His question was true curiosity. The other members seemed determined to take it whole, one way or the other, so he simply smiled at her, taking a strand of hair off her face.

"I've never taken anything over six inches," she shook her head, now more aware of Seungdae's length and girth in her small hands. "Like, I have never tried it."

"Not even with Sana?" He inquired, remembering the size of the strap-on used over the weekend.

"No, she's always used a five or six-inch dildo," she admitted, trying to measure that length on his manhood. "I don't know if I can take you anywhere," she smiled awkwardly.

"You don't have to please me. I'm here to please you," he caressed her incredibly silky hair. "There are other ways I can find to make you feel good."

She looked at his eyes. His words seemed genuine. After all, every member who had already been with him has spoken wonders of him as a person, not only as a good dick to fuck. Her hands slid quickly from the tip of his dick all the way to its base. "I want to try it," she nodded once with a determined voice.

"Like, down your throat?"

"Yes," she smiled kindly. "Nayeon unnie has told me to make it all slippery. Do you think this is enough?" Her fingers wiggled at the base of his manhood.

"It can be. But if you want to actually try it, you'll have to drool more. It's best to let it fall on your hands and use it."

She took a second to process it. "Let me take this off." She stood up and quickly removed her sweatshirt, the thin blouse she had underneath, and her loose shorts, revealing a modest white bra that hugged her breasts and a pair of gray panties with a small pink ribbon right in the middle of the hem.

As soon as she realized her body was exposed, she blushed, but she continued. Her hands reached to her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall. Then, she took the hem of her panties and slid them down her legs, revealing a wet stain in them while she took off her socks.

Dahyun stood straight in front of Seungdae. She pursed her lips, trying to control her shame as she rubbed her thighs against each other, holding her fingers right in front of her pussy.

He admired her naked form. Her tits were small, but perky, with clear, almost ghostly nipples that matched her pale skin. Her waist looked tiny compared with her child-bearing hips that hid a little, trimmed bush between her legs. The way her dark hair fell, covering one of her nipples and contrasting with her fair skin, made him feel like he was seeing a muse.

She laughed shyly when she noticed his cock throbbing at the sight of her. "I guess you like what you see."

"A lot," he smirked. 'If there's a god, please let me see these hips next to Tzuyu's at some point,' he thought, imagining their wide hips next to each other, and the contrast between their skin tones.

"Do you want to go to the bedroom?" She asked, pointing to it. "It may be more comfortable for us than the couch."

He nodded, and they went inside, taking their clothes with them. She locked the door, shrugging as if to say, 'Just in case.' Once inside, she signaled him to lie down, and he followed along. Dahyun crawled towards him as he opened his legs to give her space.

"It got a bit dry," she noticed, delicately holding his shaft with both hands. She bowed to take his cock in her mouth, raising her ass in the air as she licked his tip.

The view of her wide ass looming behind her head was amazing. She proved herself this time. Her wrists twisted as they went up and down his dick, and her lips were opened around his girth just enough to let her drool fall, but closed enough to keep all her warmth.

"That feels great," he exclaimed, causing her to giggle a bit, but also to take a bit more of him in her mouth. "Good," he let out, feeling the back of her throat.

She kept going for a bit until she took his dick out of her mouth with a gasp. "Okay, I'll try it," she nodded quickly. "Can you push me down slowly?"

"Huh? Of course," he replied, still doubtful of what the outcome would be.

She pursed her lips for a second and then opened her mouth as big as she could.

His glans hit the back of her throat right away. "Try to open your throat," he recommended, gently placing his hand on the back of her head. When he felt her pipe opening, he carefully pushed her head down.

Dahyun's back broke her perfect posture for a second as she gagged right away, and yet, she kept trying to take him just a bit more. However, as soon as his tip was fully inside her throat, she retched and pushed herself away from his dick.

"Nope," she shook her head with teary eyes, savoring her thick drool as it fell down her chin. "I can't take it."

"You did good," he quickly embraced her, holding her back with his left arm and cleaning her chin with his right hand. "I have to say it felt really good."

"Sorry for giving up," she blinked quickly and threw air at her eyes with her hands as her lips pursed in an exaggerated sad expression.

"Dahyun," he sighed with a smirk. "I'm here to please you. Not the other way around, okay?" He looked at her teary eyes, a consequence of her retching from before. "What do you want?"

She took a moment, looking at his body and feeling his cock resting on her hips. Her hand reached for his tip, rubbing it with her spit. "I want to try to take you." She looked at him with big eyes. "But it scares me," Dahyun admitted.

"How about I eat you first? I can get you all wet and warmed up to make it easier." He raised his eyebrows, holding her chin.

"I'd like that," she smiled shyly.

"Alright," he lay her on the bed, admiring the way her hips and thighs grew larger as she got comfortable. He got close to her face, making her purse her lips right away.

"No kissing," she murmured quickly.

"I know," he smiled kindly. "Can I kiss your body?"

"Mmhm," she nodded, blushing a bit before feeling his lips attacking her neck and his hands holding her ribs and her waist. The more his lips got down on her body, the louder her little cooing became. When he got to her left nipple, Dahyun felt him grab her boob firmly and take her nub in his mouth, which made her grab his arm quickly.

His left hand went to her right tit, mirroring the soft breast massage he was already doing and gently pinching her nipple, forcing her to release the first loud moan of the day. "Your voice is really sweet," he chuckled for a second before continuing.

"Hush!" She felt embarrassed. As much as she was now comfortable letting her moans out with Sana, letting him hear her like that brought a bit of shame on her.

"Don't hold back," he whispered, lowering his hand to her pussy, enjoying the softness of her skin and the curves of her waist and hips. "That's why we're here." His fingers slowly ran through her pubes until she whimpered at the touch of his fingers in her pink folds. Her nectar had already drenched her insides, ready to be spread all over her pussy lips.

"Get down," Dahyun whined, holding his hair weakly. "I want it," she moaned, biting her lips.

Seungdae let go of her small breasts, licking them one more time, and slowly kissed her stomach, going down to her small navel and to her bush. He went even slower in that last bit, carefully guiding her legs over his arms so he could get a good grasp of her as he enjoyed the moisture emanating from her slit.

"Don't make me wait!" She demanded, raising her head to see him.

He smirked, surprised by this side of her. "Alright," he smiled and quickly grabbed her so he could firmly lick her core, collecting her juices in his tongue as she arched her back, squealing at the sensation and gasping when his tongue reached her clit.

That action seemed to have unlocked a new persona in her. Her right hand clenched on his hair and sank his face into her crotch. Her hips began rocking over his mouth, finally looking for her own pleasure.

'Not what I expected, but a welcome change,' he thought, helping her to keep her hips up so he could have a full, proper access to her pink cunt.

Her moans came in waves. Some were calmer, some were louder and stronger as she swayed her pussy across his face, even using his nose to stimulate her sensitive bean.

'Of course. She's been with Sana and Momo for so long, she must know what she likes,' he reflected in his mind. He lay on the bed, resting most of his body while he locked her in position, ensuring her legs wouldn't close. His tongue explored the first centimeters of her walls, savoring her strong, salty taste as she hummed and blushed.

His arms were hooked from below her legs, and his hands went near her outer lips. His fingers stretched to massage the pussy while his tongue navigated through her inner lips, sucking and licking them as he saw fit, depending on her reaction.

After a little while, Dahyun had already let any inhibitions aside. Her grip had tightened in his scalp, and she had finally forced his mouth to take her clit.

He believed himself to be a gentleman, and as such, he would not deny her the request. His lips sealed her hooded bean, sucking it softly at the same rhythm her hips were circling his face. The pitch of her humming had increased, and her left hand had found itself gripping the sheets beneath her.

Seungdae could feel her orgasm approaching. His right arm let go of her leg, but this remained in place. 'Probably Sana trained her as she did with Momo,' he figured as his hand slid to her pussy.

"Wait…!" She yelled at the touch of his fingers in her entrance, but her body screamed a different story. Her hips lowered just enough to allow them entrance within her slippery, warm core, and with it, the moan she had been holding onto was released.

Dahyun rocked her lower half freely, knowing his lips won't detach from her clit. His fingers wandered inside her tight pussy, stretching her walls just enough for him to finger her properly, looking for her G-spot.

A gasp getting out of her lungs was the clear signal he had found it. Without any delay, he used it to push her to the very edge of her climax.

He had to lock her hips firmly as they began to shake in his left arm and face. Her whimpers and moans sounded sweet, desperate, and way more erotic than he had originally expected.

Seungdae kept her on edge just for a moment before adding the very tip of his tongue, gently caressing her now very sensitive clit while he kept on sucking it.

Dahyun's body contracted with a loud grunt that got muted right away. Her throat could no longer produce any sound, and it seemed like breathing was now a secondary bodily function. Her brain was dedicated to feeling the explosion of pleasure coming from her cunt in full, invading her whole nervous system.

The man did his best to keep his motions going despite her thighs suddenly crushing the sides of his head, covering his ears completely. He was conflicted. For a moment, he loved the sensation of the incredibly soft skin of her inner thighs hugging his face, but soon, she proved the size of her thighs was not just because of body fat but actual muscle.

Unable to hear anything, he relied on his touch and sight to know his next move. Initially, his fingers, mouth, and tongue continued the same motion while he used all of his left arm strength to keep her in place. He felt her body convulsing and her hips rocking violently.

Her hands moved erratically, as if trying to hold onto something until Dahyun found her nipples, pinching them tightly, and producing another wave of convulsions.

He could see the patches of pink hue in her fingers becoming white because of how hard she was attacking her own nipples until both hands slipped from them and rested weakly at the sides of her shoulders.

The spasms of her walls around his fingers slowly became weaker, and with more space between them. This let him confirm the more watery fluids that she had expelled during her orgasm and had flooded her own cunt. Gradually, her hips stopped moving, apart from the involuntary shaking she had in her whole body.

He slowed down with her, feeling her thighs relaxing at the sides of his head. Now he could hear her labored breathing, interrupted by the convulsions of her body. Carefully, he withdrew his fingers from her pussy, carrying a thick cover of her nectar in them.

He stood up on his knees, admiring her delicious body and her involuntary smile. 'I have to take her from behind,' he thought, lusting over her wide hips. He looked at his fingers, about to drop a bit of her juices. "You want a taste?" He extended his hand, offering her his wrinkled fingers.

Dahyun shook her head, frowning at the idea of licking her own fluids. Her eyes locked on his mouth as it welcomed his fingers and sucked them clean. She could not help but feel her blood rushing to her face as she bit her lips.

"Sorry if I went a bit hard on you. I could not hear anything at some point," he told her, sitting between her legs.

"You… You did fine," she panted. "I shouldn't have…" Her hands wiggled, trying to convey the actions of her legs. "Did it hurt?"

"Not at all," he laughed. "Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes!" She nodded quickly, just before she lowered her eyes to see the over eight-inch-long monster she was now asking to be shoved into her body. "Is there a way I don't see it?" She smiled nervously.

'Bingo!' He thought. "Let me handle that," he smirked, watching her nod in response as he reached for a couple of pillows to place one on top of the other next to her hips.

She understood, smiling in approval. Dahyun weakly rolled over, trying to keep both pillows together to add some level to her lower body. She spread her legs just a bit and let gravity arch her back so her chest could rest on the mattress.

The visuals were magnificent. She had made all of her dark hair fall to her left, letting him see the perfect lines of her neck, shoulders, and back. Her slim torso disappeared in a tiny waist hidden by her child-bearing hips, which, in addition to her pose, made her asscheeks look huge. Her buttocks spread just enough to allow him to see her slightly darker pucker hole; the temptation to lick it made him feel his cock heavier. Her pink slit glistened in the light. It looked small among all of her meat, but if Jieun took him back in the day, Dahyun could also do it now.

"Do you want me to go slow or just… All in?" He asked, spreading some of his own spit across his shaft.

"Slow!" She replied right away, pulling another pillow to hug and hide her face. "I'll tell you if I want you to be… Rougher," she sighed, feeling her heart beating as she raised her lower back to present her core to him, gripping the pillow tightly in anticipation.

"Slow it is then," he positioned himself behind her, again, thanking Jieun and Momo for putting him in that situation after seeing her drenched, pink pussy waiting for him.

He aligned his cock with her entrance, touching it gently. The man pushed himself in carefully, allowing her walls to adapt to his girth. Dahyun whimpered into the pillow.

"Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" He remarked, only for her to nod quickly. Seungdae went in a little further inside her pussy, enjoying her tightness and her warmth. The slow, calculated movements allowed him to feel every little ripple of her cunt as he pushed deeper into her.

The woman kept moaning with the pillow in her mouth. She could not believe how thick it felt compared to her mouth. She wondered if she had ever gotten her pussy stretched like that, but if that had ever happened, it surely wasn't with an actual dick. She felt Seungdae slowly getting out of her, and in reflex, she pushed her hips back at him as if begging him to stay inside. His chuckle made her realize her action.

"A little more?" He grinned, holding her waist with his left hand.

Dahyun sighed, partially coming to terms with her body's needs. "Mhmm," she moaned, circling her hips at him. She could hear him scoff as his fingers pressed onto her skin, followed by his right hand gripping her hip firmly.

He pushed more of his dick inside her, feeling her walls opening to accommodate him until a little more than half his cock was in.

She gasped in a high pitch. "How much is left?" She asked, subtly rocking her hips.

"Less than half," he replied, twitching his dick inside her.

'He's going to break me,' she thought. "Can you do it with just that?"

"I could, yeah," he affirmed. She nodded.

"Do it, please," she requested, blushing. "I'll try to adapt."

"Just for the record," his hand moved through the curve of her waist and her hip. "You're doing amazing, and it feels even better." He felt her pussy melting around his manhood as she hid her face on the pillow.

Carefully, he started moving in and out of her, trying to push back in only the same length of his cock that was already inside. Her moans became constant until he found his rhythm.

Her grip on the pillow softened, and, without noticing, her hips began to move on their own. By the time she realized, her hands were fully extended on the pillow, and she felt his dick hitting her cervix, making her turn to look at him immediately. "How?" She asked, feeling fuller than before.

"I guess your body wanted more," he smirked at her, tilting his head. "Do you want me to keep it like this, or do you want me to go deeper?"

Dahyun bit her lips, not feeling any pain. "D-deeper…" She requested, blushing. She turned to the pillow again. "And faster," she added, hiding her face.

He smiled silently. "Tell me if you want me to slow down or stop," he replied. She simply nodded quickly.

The first thrust after that was calculated, pushing back into her body just to touch her cervix again, producing a whimper. The following thrusts followed the rhythm of a calm heartbeat, going in and out steadily, until she was moaning and rocking her hips again.

Without realizing it, her own cravings took over her for a moment, in which she impaled herself with more and more of his dick until pain came back at her. By then, the pleasure she was feeling was greater than the discomfort, and she kept swaying her hips against his cock as she cried, every time more quickly.

Before long, Dahyun found herself gripping and biting tightly onto the pillow as a consequence of their flesh finally clapping together. When consciousness took over her again, she could not stop. She was feeling his cock pushing her insides at every thrust, reaching below her navel.

"How?" She cried, unable to comprehend when she managed to take his whole length, how her walls expanded to such a size, not knowing when the pain stopped, and most importantly, why her body felt so hot and so good.

"More!" She begged, whimpering. Now, purposefully slamming her ass against his crotch, paying attention to the way his dick reshaped her insides at every pounding.

The room filled with the beautiful sound of her cries and their flesh smacking against each other. As requested, he went faster, loving the way her ass rippled at every hard thrust that, at some point earlier, he didn't think was possible.

Slowly, she fixed her posture into a majestic doggy style position, where her face remained glued to her pillow, her back arched perfectly, and her hips impaled themselves on his manhood with eagerness.

He had no idea where she might have learnt that, but he was not going to ask, simply enjoy it. Her walls had already adapted to his length and girth, but even with that, she felt incredibly tight around his shaft. He was entranced with the way her body moved, the way she moaned, and the way her pussy was already slushing at every pounding; she was a natural.

Without missing a beat of their flesh clapping, her hand suddenly gripped the back of Seungdae’s right hand. He loosened the grip on her hips and, without saying a word, she slammed his hand against her ass, releasing a high-pitched whimper, so sweet to the ear that he wanted to hear it again right away. Thankfully for him, Dahyun quickly grabbed his hand again and smacked her ass harder, this time adding a loud moan.

When he raised his hand on his own, Dahyun could not help but bite her lips in anticipation. His palm landed against her skin with a loud slap that forced a cry out of her. She started fucking herself with even more strength, feeling his hand take her hip from one side and spanking her ass from the other.

He kept going for a bit until her ass cheeks had more pink than white on her skin. As much as Seungdae wanted to continue, he was already feeling his climax approaching.

Unfortunately for him, as incredibly as her walls held on to his cock, he could not simply flood her pussy. "Dahyun…" He grunted. She hummed in response, too focused on her own pleasure to say a word. "I'm getting close," he exclaimed, trying his best to last longer.

The constant ramming in her pussy, and the hard stinging slaps she received were enough for her to fully accept her body's desires. She wanted to feel him cumming inside her; she wanted to feel his semen hitting her cervix; she wanted to feel his warm seed filling her until it leaked. However, her tame side could not simply allow that. "O-outside," she whimpered, clenching her walls around his dick and gripping her pillow tightly in frustration.

He could feel her doubt in her own words, but he had to comply. Seungdae let himself go for a few more thrusts, making sure all of his length was inside her. He spanked her ass a couple more times before gripping her butt cheek tightly as his crotch slammed her pussy right before he fully pulled his cock out of her and shot his load onto her back.

The sudden emptiness in her pussy made her squirm in frustration as she felt the thick, heavy, warm spurts of semen landing across her back. Dahyun could feel her walls palpitating, begging for more while the man panted near her entrance.

"I need another round," she whined, too ashamed of her words to face him.

Seungdae laughed, and suddenly, she felt his tongue licking her pucker hole, making her squeal. "Are you up for some anal?"

Her hips automatically moved in his mouth. The offer was tempting, but she had basically no experience. "No way I'm taking that thing in my ass today," she finally turned back to face him, sitting on her right side, not caring about his semen running down her back.

She looked down at her pussy and then at his still-hardened shaft. Desperately, she took two of the pillows around her and placed them closer to the head of the bed. She lay down, resting her head on the one pillow that remained in place, and without saying anything, she threw her legs and hips in the air, resting her weight on her upper back for a second. She let gravity pull her legs down, and with relative ease, she used her elbows to push them behind her shoulders.

Dahyun let herself fall and, with a little effort, she pulled her ankles against each other, locking them in place behind her head. Her right hand reached for the pillow she had been biting and placed it behind her head. "Put the pillows on my back so I don't slide down," she requested, holding the back of her feet with her hands. Perplexed, the man did as he was told, locking her in place.

"I want to see it all this time," she stated. Her eyes were locked on his shaft, determined to take him into her body again while her hands spread her pussy for him.

"Kim Dahyun, you are truly amazing," he acknowledged, admiring her flexibility and making her smile shyly, both at the compliment and the fact that she was fully exposing herself in front of him. "Ready?"

She shook her head, opening her eyes as wide as she could. "Just do it, please. Before I chicken out," her lips remained parted, admiring how his mushroom-shaped tip was getting closer to her entrance. "All," she whispered, holding her feet again.

"You sure?" He asked, touching her slick folds with the glans of his cock, aiming downwards, almost perpendicular to her cunt.

"No! Just shove it in before I…!" Her breath was taken away by the sudden reshaping of her insides, spreading to accommodate his manhood. If it weren't for her pose, her back would have arched as much as it could. But locked in position as she was, her arms stiffened, keeping herself in place, her toes stretched, and her core contracted, intensifying the sensation.

"Fuck!" She gasped as his crotch kept his whole length inside of her. Her eyes were focused on her lower belly, unsure if it was that bloated earlier. "F-fuck me," she demanded with a trembling voice, ignoring his face, still uncertain if she would feel pain or pleasure.

Her jaw dropped, staring at him, withdrawing his dick a few inches, shocked by his girth and the fact that this time her walls had stretched so easily to take him. The swelling in her belly disappeared for a moment, only to reappear as soon as he thrusted back into her pussy.

Dahyun's mind did its best to comprehend how that was even possible, but the feeling of his cock slipping through her walls, pushing her insides, was, shockingly for her, way more pleasurable than she had imagined.

The sound of her short, labored moans let Seungdae know she was enjoying it just as much as he was. He could also see her belly distending, outlining his cock in her pale skin every time he pushed back inside her. When he looked at her eyes, still completely focused on her own belly, he saw a weak smile that grew larger every time he thrusted into her.

He increased his pace gradually until she bit her lips, trying to contain her whimpers. Her eyes were slowly closing as she focused more on the feeling than anything else. Despite how welcoming her insides felt, hugging his shaft from the tip to its base, fucking her at that angle was draining his energy.

With how entranced she was, and keeping the same pace and depth at which he was fucking her, he got into a more comfortable position for him.

The woman felt the slight change of angle at which her cunt was getting drilled, forcing her to open her eyes to see Seungdae's frame covering her completely.

Even though she was aware she was responsible for locking herself in that position, a part of her got scared by the size difference between their bodies. Dahyun knew she could free herself at any moment if she wanted, but instead, her hands gripped harder to the back of her feet, giving him free range to fuck her.

She felt a familiar sensation inside her walls as his dick was now thrusting towards her face. His dick was now violently rubbing against her G-spot. Forcing her to release her whimpers and cries loudly.

Her eyes went down to see his dick entering her tight hole, only to find her belly visibly bulging at every pound of him. "F-fuck… That's n-not… Keep going!" She cried while her senses overloaded.

He held her hips with both hands, thumbs pressing tightly against her soft and tender skin. With her request, he finally let go and fuck her with all his might.

This time, her eyes didn't close despite the ramming she was enduring. She was determined to see him break her pussy as she felt her climax approaching.

"Dahyun," he grunted, "I'm getting close," he announced, unwilling to let her down.

"No! No!" She cried. "I'm c-close! D-don't stop!"

"I won't," he groaned, keeping the same relentless pace. "Where?"

Even with all the pleasure clouding her mind, she knew what he meant. But this time, lust drove her response. "In!" She whimpered. "Just don't stop!" She begged, watching him reshape her belly and thirsting over the thought of his cum flooding her cunt.

He grinned, moving his right hand swiftly to her hooded, slippery clit, rubbing it at the same tempo as his pounding.

"Yes!" Dahyun yelled, feeling a wave push her violently to her climax at the same time she felt his cock twitching inside her. "Do it!" She cried. "Do it!"

His cock twitched more violently, pouring a thick shot of cum inside of her. Its warmth spurring in the deepest part of her cunt brought a broken smile to her face at the same time her orgasm hit her.

Dahyun let go of herself. Her hands released her feet, forcing him to keep her in place by surrounding her with his arms, keeping her face in his neck and her legs in the air while he continued thrusting and cumming inside of her.

Unable to control her body, her pussy squirted, gushing translucent liquid all over her stomach while her whole body trembled in his embrace.

Seungdae's hips were pounding in a constant rhythm, addicted to the way her walls clenched onto his dick, squeezing every last drop of sperm out of his shaft until her whimpering gradually slowed down.

Reason came back to her. She felt her body shaking, convulsing at every little touch around her skin, even at the brush of her arms against her thighs, much more at the touch of his hands on her back. "S-Seungdae?" She called weakly while her fingers moved on his collarbone.

"Yes?" He looked down, panting.

Her hands moved through her legs, pulling his face for a soft peck, followed by a more tender, prolonged kiss while her legs went down his sides.

"Thank you," she whispered, ending the kiss.

He saw her face, blushing red, unsure if it was because of her orgasm, because she was ashamed she had squirted over herself, or because of the kiss, but he was willing to bet on the latter. The pink hue on her face, the thin layer of sweat across her skin, and the way her messy hair fell over her shoulders made her look gorgeous. "Whenever you want," he replied, unable to think any further while he caressed her waist and her hips with his right hand.

"Right now, I'd like to clean myself," she chuckled.

"Out?" His eyes quickly pointed down at their groins.

"Out," Dahyun nodded. She felt him moving inside her walls as he got in a good position to pull out. She looked down, impressed by the remnants of her squirt over her stomach. Her cunt naturally clenched around his cock as he withdrew it from her body, but the exhaustion was too much to close her gape once it was gone.

She used most of her remaining energy to crunch and contemplate her pussy oozing his seed. The more his semen spilled out of her, the heavier her breathing became.

He noticed right away. "What's wrong?" He asked with concern.

"I'm… I'm not on the pill or anything," she admitted, biting her lips. Dahyun noticed him looking up to the ceiling. "It's okay. I'll take the pill. Nothing will happen," she said quickly, unable to keep her eyes off her leaking cunt.

"That's why you didn't want me to cum inside the first time," he scoffed, shaking his head with a smile.

"Mhm," she replied, still with agitated breathing.

"Dahyun?" He leaned closer to her face. She looked up at him, blinking quickly. "It's going to be okay," he nodded. "Jin and I have had this kind of… Situation quite a few times in the past," he scoffed, containing his smile at the different memories. Getting Jieun pregnant was a fantasy they shared, but both knew it could not happen if she wanted her career to keep flourishing. And as much as he loved to play with the idea with other women like Jihyo and Tzuyu, he was not keen on the idea of having them bear his children amid a successful career.

"What?" The now ever paler woman asked, unable to understand what he meant.

"Ever since I first came inside of her, she has always wanted me to fill her. Even in the periods where she left the pill to let her body rest from all the hormones," he half-smiled, raising his eyebrow.

"And she's never…?"

"A few scares, delays, and such a couple of times, but we've been lucky. The pills worked as expected, and no positives thus far," He saw her nodding at his words.

"In how many years was that?"

"Like sixteen, give or take."

She nodded again, a bit calmer now. "Can you take me with Jihyo unnie?"

"Of course, do you want to go now?"

Both took a quick shower just to get rid of any smell from their fluids. Dahyun called Jihyo to let her know they were coming and why. Her voice remained calm at all times.

He drove her to the leader's apartment, not knowing what to expect. Just in case, even though it was already dark outside, Dahyun sat in the backseat.

"Can I ask something?" He wondered, looking at her through the rear-view mirror. She nodded. "I understand why you didn't want me to cum inside you at the beginning. But what's the deal with the kiss?"

She chuckled. "I'm not used to kissing anyone," she admitted. "It's like, the last bit of intimacy for me." She looked down her legs. "A bit silly if you consider this side of business, isn't it? But that's even on my ambassador contract," she chuckled.

"I can understand that. Maybe not to your extent, but I get the idea," both chuckled for a second. "Still, why kiss me at the end?"

Dahyun sighed with a smile. "Well, I've already filmed some kissing scenes, so it's not as intimate as it used to be. It still felt weird at the beginning because I didn't know you. But at the end, you had already seen all of me, and cummed inside me. I just felt the need for it and did it. It felt right." She pursed her lips, looking at his eyes in the mirror, blushing. "And you said you'd do what I wanted, so…"

"So… Are we good?"

"Yeah, we're good," she laughed softly.

Upon arriving at Jihyo's building, she was quick to get out to meet them. Seungdae was waiting for her to be angry, but she greeted him with a half-tired smile instead.

"Get back to the car. You're driving us," she stated. No room for negotiation. She indicated to him to go to the JYPE building through their usual entrance.

Once they got there, he got down and accompanied the girls until they met a doctor who was already waiting for them. She guided them to a small room and entered only with Dahyun while Jihyo and Seungdae waited in the hallway, resting their backs on the wall, arm to arm.

The leader sighed deeply. "You don't look too confused or shocked about us, having this kind of process in the building at this hour," she smirked at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Once you get to know the business, it's not hard to imagine," he looked up, trying not to see her.

"You and Jin?"

"A few times, yeah." Both smiled at each other. No more words needed on that subject.

"I always wondered when this would happen with her," Jihyo scoffed, looking at the door. "Most of the girls went through this way earlier."

"Even you?" He looked at her, raising his eyebrows.

"Especially me," she winked at him.

"You're not mad?"

"Did you do anything she didn't want?" She threw a menacing look at him.

"Not that I'm aware of…" He replied slowly.

"Then I'm not mad," she smirked, pushing him lightly with her weight. "And neither will Sana." Both laughed for a moment. "I had a feeling something like this could happen. She's never liked anything hormonal."

"Can you blame her?"

She scoffed. "Not at all."

Dahyun got out of the room with a calmer smile on her face and a paper bag in her hand. They thanked the doctor before she locked the door and walked the other way. Dahyun asked if she could sleep at Jihyo's, with an obvious positive response from the leader.

After getting to her building again, he escorted them to the basement entrance.

"Thank you for today," Dahyun told him, smiling shyly.

"All things considered, I hope you enjoyed it," he smiled at her.

"A lot!" She said with wide eyes, surprising Jihyo as much as him. "I'll be ready for the next time."

"Next time already?"

"After I start with these," she grinned widely, raising the paper bag.

"I'll be waiting, then," he started walking back to his car. "Same for you, Park Jihyo," Seungdae winked at her, making her tilt her head in response to what she felt was a provocation.

"Don't get cocky, Mister," she pointed at him, taking Dahyun by the waist as she laughed. "Let us know when you get home, alright? And thank you for taking care of her to this length."

He saw them getting in and drove back home. On the way back, he played some relaxing music without touching his phone until he got home, a little before midnight. Truth was, his session with Dahyun was pleasant and not as physically demanding as his weekend with Sana and Momo. However, Dahyun's stress passed on to him, even though he did not show it to her.

The man, too tired to even have dinner, simply let Jieun, Jihyo, and Dahyun know he was home and fell asleep, thinking he'd have to wake up early to work the following day.