Insatiable

There was a lot going on in the room - so many sensations, each overwhelming in and of themselves, each vying for your limited attention.

There were so many things to watch, to hear, to feel - each worthy of your undivided concentration, each a vivid sight or sound or feeling that deserved to be seared into your memory.

But Im Nayeon cut through it all - and with no more than a gaze.

The sight of her alone - stark naked, her body clothed only with sweat and both male and female juices - was certainly enough to wrest anyone’s attention. But there was something else about her that went beyond her visual charms; an undeniable attraction that have her your full, undivided attention, even amidst the myriad of sensory distractions that filled the small hotel room.

She is lying on the bed, casually, almost relaxed - as if she were lounging around on a lazy Sunday afternoon. The other two occupants of the bed almost didn’t exist. Without breaking eye contact with you, she reaches out to stroke Momo’s hair, moving it out of the way of her pleasure-wracked face.

The Japanese woman’s equally naked, sweat and cum-stained body is mere inches away, legs folded against her chest, knees almost touching her shoulders as Buzz, kneeling over her, drills almost vertically into her slick pussy. It was a sexy, lewd sight, watching Momo being fucked so roughly - and yet your eyes remained locked on Nayeon’s.

There is a magnetism there. An undeniable, powerful pull.

The young Korean woman stands, leaves the bed and the two occupants fucking on it. She steps towards you, each step measured, slow, and graceful. You get a good look at the entirety of her body as she approaches.

The other occupants had parts of their bodies that one might consider better than those of Nayeon - Jihyo had larger breasts, Momo tighter abs, Sana longer, more shapely legs, Chaeyoung fuller, more alluring lips. But Nayeon possessed something none of the others did; a raw, powerful sexual energy that pervaded every inch of her. Her every action was arousing. Were she fully clothed and not dripping with sweat and bodily juices she would still be utterly sexual. But now, in this moment, she was sex made incarnate, a lustful creature wrapped up in a tight little body that seemed built for physical pleasure.

She steps past Woody, gives him no more attention than she would a fly on the wall. She barely notices the wild, frenzied movements of his hips as he stands next to the other bed in the room, thrusting hard into Sana’s pussy  as he takes her from behind. The younger Japanese girl is a veritable mess on her hands and knees atop the bed, her hair pulled back by the harsh grip of Woody’s fist. Her eyes have rolled to the back of her head, and her tongue dangles out of her open mouth. Drool spills from her lips and down her chin, just another bodily fluid staining her perfect vanilla skin.

Woody lets go of Sana’s hair for a moment before reaching for her forearms and pulling back, lifting her upper body up. Her soft, round breasts and the stiff nipples atop them bounce wildly as she is fucked roughly. She screams. She trembles. She orgasms. Her fingers become claws, gripping at nothing in some vain attempt to ground herself amidst the pleasure overtaking her body.

The sounds are almost as overwhelming as the sights. Momo moans and sighs as she is filled again and again with cock. Sana shrieks and wails as her orgasm courses through her body. Their moans and the wet, squelching sounds of moist flesh meeting moist flesh, of hard, thick meat filling slick holes, fill the room. But you almost don’t hear any of it.

You see only Nayeon.

One would think that your sense of touch would be the one that could finally rip your attention from the young Korean woman approaching you. And you had to admit that for a moment you are ready to submit to the feeling of Chaeyoung’s tongue working its magic, as it already had more times than you could count, on your sore but quickly stiffening cock. Your eyes are locked on Nayeon, but you can still feel the younger Korean woman’s tongue as its tip traces a now-familiar path up your shaft, starting at the base of it and reaching its tip. You can almost feel Chaeyoung swallow the pussy juices and semen she has collected on her palette.

On the couch next to you, you can see Jihyo squirm in your peripheral vision. Mere seconds ago she was atop your lap, riding you fiercely, her large, bouncing tits pressed so tightly against your face you thought you’d die of asphyxiation - not that you would have minded in the slightest. They would have had to peel your dead body off her breasts, and they would have found you with a smile on your face.

Now she reaches out to stroke your arm, her body a jellied, boneless mess. Your fresh, warm semen leaks from her reddened, flushed, thoroughly-fucked pussy. Her breasts, sore and red with your sucking and fondling, heave with each breath she struggles to fill her lungs with. She is spent. Satisfied. She makes a mewling sound that is somewhere between a moan and a sigh. She wants to tell you how good you just were, how hot and sticky your cum feels inside her. But her lungs and her ability to turn thoughts into language fail her.

Nayeon is near, now. Jihyo no longer mattered. She barely even exists.

The older Korean woman fixates you with that gaze, that fierce, utterly sexual glare of hers that made you utterly helpless to do anything but stare right back. Her eyes travel your body, and you take the opportunity to do the same to hers.

Sweat drips from a glistening neck, although truth be told you were sure at least some of the liquids glistening on her upper chest was semen, given how Buzz had fucked her face mere minutes before. Her nipples, stiff atop perfectly round breasts, glisten with saliva - Momo’s or Buzz’s or whomever, you had no idea. Her abs, proud evidence of the work she’d been putting in at the pilates studio, are tight and firm, glistening with streaks of white cum, male or female - it didn’t matter.

You were sure, however, that at least part of the glistening trickle of liquids flowing down her creamy thighs was your semen. Despite being mere moments removed from Jihyo’s fierce ride, your memory was still infused with the sight of Nayeon on her hands and knees atop the bed, head turned, eyes searing into yours as she told you to fill her with cum even as the rest of the room watched and pleasured themselves to the sight of it.

Nayeon’s eyes finally reach the younger Korean woman between your spread legs. Throughout all this time Chaeyoung has been busy cleaning your shaft of your cum and Jihyo’s juices, perhaps readying it for her own turn with your cock - and it spoke to Nayeon’s hold over you that you barely even noticed.

“I want him again,” she says, voice clear, more of a demand than a statement.

Chaeyoung lets your cock pop out between her lips, earning a sigh from you as she does so. She looks up at Nayeon with a sharp look.

“Now,” Nayeon says, slight edge on her velvet voice.

Chaeyoung leaves her spot between your legs, albeit with more than a little reluctance. She shoots first you, then Nayeon with a look that might have been interpreted as anger - but unlike you Nayeon shows no sign of reaction to it. You weren’t sure she even noticed.

Nayeon climbs onto the couch, straddling you. She wastes no time. She reaches between you, grasps your slick, stiff cock, and slips it into her messy, dripping pussy.

You’d already filled her with a load at least once that night. And it was a large one, your cock and balls seemingly producing more cum than you thought you could. It felt like you were emptying your entire body inside her, filling her tight little pussy with rope after rope of thick, hot white semen. And it spoke to her energy, that raw, unfiltered sexual energy, that she was able to draw that much from you, much more than the other girls in the room had.

After you’d fucked her from behind atop the bed, Buzz and Woody had had a shot at her too, spitroasting her to the cheers and hollers of the other girls as they watched the oldest member of their group being fucked and taken from both ends until she receives two more loads - another in her already sloppy pussy, a third down her eagerly swallowing throat.

And so her pussy is wet and slick and sloppy, filled with at least two loads of cum, not to mention her own slick, sticky fluids.

But she is still the tightest pussy in the room.

She was like nothing else. You’d thought Chaeyoung was tight, but she almost paled in comparison to Nayeon. That her pussy was this tight after being fucked almost non-stop for the last hour and taking two loads of cum was incredible.

But it almost didn’t surprise you. Of course she was tight. Her body seemed made for it.

She rides you fiercely, hips and thighs and waist moving like liquid atop your lap, taking you in and out of her slick, dripping pussy at a rhythm that cared little for your comfort or pleasure. Her walls tighten around you. Her juices - and more than a little semen, either yours or Woody’s - drip from her opening, drenching your cock and occasionally flying from her body in heavy drops with each thrust you make into her pussy.

All you can do is hang on. All you can do is grip her firm, round thighs, and delight in the feel of the young woman fucking herself on your cock as she uses you like the toy you knew you were. All you can do is watch her - her tight, toned abs, her small, bouncing breasts, the perfect, creamy skin streaked here and there with cum or pussy juice or both - and her delicate, soft features as they twist and contort in pleasure each time she fills herself with you.

Elsewhere in the room Momo is almost screaming out an orgasm. You vaguely hear Woody tell Sana how close he was to cumming, and you hear something that sounded like a demand in reply from the younger Japanese woman.

But it all sounds far away, muted, muffled. When Nayeon begins to sigh, begins to moan, it is the only sound that you hear. When she begins to speak, it is all that exists.

“Fuck,” she hisses, the single word of profanity somehow more arousing, more lustful than the mid-orgasm shrieks of the two Japanese women having their brains fucked out mere feet away. “Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”

You sigh. You couldn’t possibly hope to give her anything nearing a verbal reply.

“You liked it, didn’t you? You liked being the first to fuck me tonight? You liked it when I picked you out of our three toys. You liked it when I sucked your cock, when you went down on my pussy, when I came hard on your cock like a good little girl while you fucked me from behind?”

You nod. It was all you could do.

“You liked treating the center of the nation’s girl group like a little fucktoy, a little slut with a tight pussy for you to cum inside, didn’t you?”

You nod.

“You liked watching me get spitroasted by two cocks, didn’t you? You liked watching that other boy fuck my sloppy pussy, knowing it was already filled with your cum? Watching that third boy fuck my mouth, knowing the taste of your cock was already on my tongue?”

You nod. Her pace quickens. She rides you harder, quicker.

“But you’re the toy now, aren’t you? I let you fuck me, but from now on I’m in charge. I’m fucking you. You’re the toy. Aren’t you?”

You nod. Her pussy tightens. Her walls constrict. Her words slur together, her tone becomes more desperate.

“No. No more nodding. Say it. Say you’re the toy.”

“I… I… I’m the toy!”

“Say you love fucking me. Say you love being inside me. Say you loved cumming inside me, that you loved watching those boys cum inside me. Say… Say you love Im Nayeon.”

“I-, I-…”

She grasps you by the head. Her hips don’t stop. She rides you until you near the brink.

“I-,… Nayeon, I…”

“Say it!”

“I love Im Nayeon!”

It is almost as if a trigger is pulled. Nayeon’s entire body seizes up, quivers and shakes violently atop you as her most powerful orgasm of the night courses through her body. Her torso becomes taut, her back arching and pushing her breasts up and out. Her pussy pulsates and squeezes, vice-like, around your cock. Her hands, still grasping your skull in a deathgrip, presses your face against her cleavage.

It is an absolute wonder that you didn’t cum there and then. A miracle.

It takes her a while to wind down from her peak. With a handful of hair she pulls your face up to watch hers. Those eyes bore into yours once more. She makes you watch as her orgasm runs its course, eyes locked on yours even as her pussy pulsates and quivers around your sensitive cock. It lasts only a few seconds, but the sheer intensity of those few seconds makes you weak.

When she is done, she bends to give you a kiss, one that is strangely passionate. Her lips, despite the use they’d been given by one or two cocks this evening, nonetheless taste like strawberries and honey and everything sweet.

She gets off your cock. You sigh in displeasure as her dripping pussy leaves you. She shoots both Chaeyoung and Jihyo a glare - the former stares back defiantly, while the latter can only hold her gaze for a moment before she looks away, apparently shown up by Nayeon’s display.

“It’s time,” Nayeon declares.

For the first time in awhile you are able to focus on the other occupants of the room. With her face down on the bed and her ass still up atop it, Sana made quite the sight - especially with a load of what you’d assumed to be Woody’s cum dripping slowly down her back.

Momo, equally, looked spent. She has made no effort to close her legs, lying atop her bed like a sack of boneless flesh. From your point of view you had a clear look between her flushed thighs, at the splayed lips of her recently semen filled pussy, and the thick drip of juices flowing from her opening and onto the bed.

Slowly, though, the two Japanese women drag their filthy, spent bodies off the beds. Whatever it was that Nayeon had planned, they knew what she meant, and knew that it likely required the space they occupied on the beds. Next to you, Jihyo stirs, evidently excited enough by what was about to happen to rouse herself from her post-sex stupor. Chaeyoung, evidently still bristling with annoyance from her seat on the floor, turns to watch Nayeon step to the center of the room.

You exchange glances with Buzz and Woody. The latter has the same clueless look on his face as was no doubt plastered on yours. The former is wearing a sly smirk - whatever it was that Nayeon had planned, it was obvious this wasn’t his first rodeo.

“You two new toys are probably wondering what this is about,” Nayeon says, calmly.

You and Woody nod. Buzz’s smirk widens.

“I had Pikachu first. That was one. Then I had you two at the same time. Two. What comes after two?”

As Woody answers “Three,” it dawns on you.

You’d had quite the eventful evening. You’d already cum twice. Sex with Nayeon and Jihyo - two of the most desired women on the face of the planet - would have surely been enough to tire anyone out.

But when Nayeon’s slick, tight body climbs onto the bed and she motions for the three of you to join her, your cock stirs once more.

The other occupants of the room begin to holler and cheer at the show they were about to witness. You’d thought they were rowdy and loud when you were pounding Nayeon alone in front of them, but this was at another level. Momo spanks Buzz’s ass as he gets up to go to the bed. Sana whistles. Jihyo says something about wrecking Nayeon’s holes, to the hoots and hollers of the other women in the room.

You join Buzz, Woody, and Nayeon atop the bed.

“He made me cum,” Nayeon says with a gesture towards you. “So he gets to pick which hole he wants.”

The young woman is on her knees atop the bed, hands on her thighs, dripping with sweat and semen and female juices. Sex emanates from every inch of her, an unmistakable aura of carnal lust that was irresistable, alluring and beguiling in a way no other woman was. As she waits for you to pick a hole she bites the tip of her right hand’s index finger. Her left hand drifts to her crotch, where she plays lazily with the slick, drenched flesh between her legs.

She is sex. There was no other way to describe her. Im Nayeon was sex.

Your answer tumbles from your mouth even before you knew you were saying them. You’d had her other holes already. There was only one place you wanted to fuck this goddess of sex, only one possible answer you could have given.

“I want your ass, Nayeon,” you say. The girl smiles a smile that would have been girlish and innocent in any other context, as though you’d just told her the exact words she’d been wanting to hear. After giving you another lustful look in a long line of lustful looks, she turns to Woody.

“And you?”

“I want your pussy, Nayeon!” Woody answers, with no small amount of jubilation. Evidently cumming once inside her wasn’t enough for him.

“I guess you get my mouth,” she says, turning to Buzz.

“Aww c’mon!” Buzz says with a groan. “I’ve already fucked your mouth. These two get all the good holes all the time!”

The girls in the room jeer Buzz as Woody, with notable enthusiasm, lies down on the bed. Nayeon straddles him, and you take up position behind her. Buzz, with more than a little reluctance, takes up a standing position next to Woody’s head. It spoke to the utter insanity of the situation that he was able to complain about being given another opportunity to fuck the face of the nation’s girl group - literally.

Nayeon slides onto Woody’s cock, letting a soft sigh escape her lips as she is filled, once again, with cock. She bends forward, placing her face level with Buzz’s waiting shaft. She grasps it with one hand - before turning around to face you.

“Fuck my ass.”

You grasp your cock, still slick and wet with her juices, and place it between the round cheeks of her ass. You reach out to grasp her firm butt, fingers digging into the soft skin, streaked here and there with miscellaneous clear, creamy fluids. You enjoy the sight of her pussy lips stretched tight around Woody’s cock, already leaking a combination of semen and her own juices onto its shaft. Your grip on her ass cheeks tightens at the sight of it.

Slowly, you pry the mounds open, revealing the tight, puckered asshole.

You bring your tip to her opening. Your cock is more than moist and slick enough. And from what you knew of her, she was more than ready, likely more than experienced.

“Fuck her already!” comes a shout - from Momo, who is on the couch with the others, impatient for the lewd show in front of them to begin.

“Fill the bitch with cock!” comes another - from Jihyo. She has taken Chaeyoung into her arms, where the younger Korean girl is playing lazily with her tits.

“Make her scream! Fill those holes with cum!” Sana adds, in a tone that would have seemed oddly cheerful and innocent were it not for the lewd content of her words.

You press the head of your cock against Nayeon’s ass. Slowly, you enter her body.

To say she was tight was an understatement - unlike her pussy, which seemed to welcome you into her, her ass seemed to fight against you, make you fight for every fraction of an inch that you slipped inside her.

But her body’s resistance made it all the more pleasurable. The feel of that tight ring of muscle gripping so intensely around your shaft as you enter her is almost enough to drive you insane with pleasure. When the head of your shaft finally pops entirely into her body you begin to feel the hard length of Woody’s shaft inside her pussy, divided from yours only by the thin walls of her body.

The lustful gasp of pleasure that escapes your lips in a breathless hiss is overpowered only by the lewd, downright erotic sound that leaves Nayeon’s throat. It is by far the most sexual sound you’d ever heard in your life. And it only raises in volume with every inch of your cock that fills her ass.

When it is over - and it takes a good minute or so, so intense is her tightness - and you are finally fully embedded balls deep inside her ass, Nayeon lets out a long breath of air, as though she had just finished some long marathon run. Her head droops between her shoulders.

She stays there for a moment, breathing heavily, getting used to having both of her lower holes so thoroughly stuffed with meat. But when she raises her head, the utterly sexual creature that was Im Nayeon returns with a vengeance. She pulls Buzz forward by the cock, bringing his tip to her lips.

“Fuck me,” she says, sternly, fiercely, powerfully - an order, a demand to be fulfilled, one that brooked no room for misinterpretation or dissent. It was a want. A need.

And so the three of you fuck her.

Woody is the first to move - already enthusiastic and eager with the thought of fucking her for the second time that night, he begins to thrust upward with his hips, his cock pushing in and out of Nayeon’s messy, slick pussy. Having already had two generous loads pumped inside her, her walls offer little resistance, although you knew from experience that it would do little to dampen her tightness.

The feel of Woody’s shaft moving inside Nayeon’s body is almost enough for you, and you are almost content just to sit there, hands tight on her ass cheeks, the tightness of her hole and the feel of the hard length rubbing against the underside of your cock almost enough to drive you to orgasm all on its own.

But the sheer insanity of the situation - being balls deep inside the center of the nation’s girl group, a woman adored by millions across the world, a woman you’d spent more than one lonely night fantasizing about - it was so crazy, so utterly incomprehensible that you couldn’t just sit there. You had to act. You had to take advantage.

And so you begin to fuck her ass, slowly at first, moving only fractions of an inch at a time. You savor the way the tight ring of her entrance grasps your cock so tightly, so fully. It squeezes the base of your shaft, where all the sensitive spots were. Every movement sends intense spikes of pleasure up and down your spine. It’s almost overwhelming.

In your peripheral vision you can see Nayeon’s head begin to bob up and down on Buzz’s cock, but it seems far away and distant. The pleasure emanating from your crotch with every thrust into her ass overwhelms the rest of your senses. All you can focus on is your hands on her butt, the delightful curve of her moist, sweaty back, and the sight of your shaft as it plunges again and again into her ass.

Nayeon is only able to let out a gurgled moan around a mouth filled with cock, but thankfully the others are more than willing to add a soundtrack of their own to the perverse show playing out in front of them.

Momo whistles as though she were at some sporting event and she were cheering on her favorite team. Jihyo orders Woody to pound Nayeon’s pussy a little harder, tells you to ream her ass, jeers at Buzz to fuck the woman’s face. Sana is the loudest, shouting such obscenities that you had trouble reconciling the filth leaving her mouth with the bright, cheerful young woman she so often portrayed in the media.

Only Chaeyoung is silent, although it wasn’t until later that you found out why.

But for now their hooting and hollering seems far away and distant. You are too intensely focused on the sheer pleasure you are taking from Im Nayeon’s body - from the feel of her ass as you begin to truly pound it, to the sight of her as she is taken by three men in three holes.

You savor every thrust and the spike of pleasure it brings. You savor the sight of her curved, arched back, sweat dripping freely down the curve of her spine. You savor the knowledge that you were balls deep inside the ass of one of the most beautiful women on Earth as she is fucked and ravaged by three cocks.

You settle into a rhythm with Woody - when his cock exits Nayeon’s pussy you take the opportunity to thrust inside her ass, and vice versa. The timed thrusting of your cocks creates a delicious friction inside her walls as your cocks rub up against each other with each entry and exit. Combined with the girl’s ridiculous tightness - how she was still so tight after having been fucked almost non-stop for the past couple of hours and been filled with at least two loads of cum was beyond you - it formed a heady, toxic mix of pleasure that made you dizzy, lightheaded, barely able to concentrate on anything more than simply thrusting in and out, in and out, finding more and more pleasure to sate an insatiable thirst for more of this young woman’s body.

Soon Buzz catches on, noticing that your thrusts were pushing Nayeon forward - and onto his cock. Being a musician himself he is well aware of the importance of timing, and he bends his musical training to a perverse end as he times his thrusts into Nayeon’s mouth to coincide with every time she is pushed forward by the thrusts into her pussy and ass.

Before you know it the three of you have settled into a perfect rhythm, cocks pumping in and out of Im Nayeon’s ass, pussy, and mouth with a timing that was as equally impressive as it was intensely perverse, and lewd, and obscene.

It spoke to Nayeon’s composure - and, perhaps, her insatiable appetite for sex - that she manages to remain at least partially coherent throughout the whole ordeal. She continues to pump Buzz’s cock with her hand around his shaft. She squeezes the walls of her pussy and ass around both you and Woody. She was more than simply remaining composure - she was getting off on it, thriving on it, inhaling it into herself like some drug that she could never get enough of.

Because truth be told, she loved it. She loved knowing she was the center of attention. She loved the adoration of her fans, loved the way they fawned over her and doted on her every action. She loved being flirted with, being flattered, being praised, being treated like the princess or queen or goddess she knew she was. She loved adoration, craved it in whatever form she could get.

And there was no higher expression of adoration, to Im Nayeon, than the physical, the carnal, the sexual. Being adored by a man during sex was good. Being adored by three men, at the same time, whilst others watched and cheered the obscene sex show playing out in front of them - it was sublime.

She tightens, she quivers, and soon enough, she orgasms the strongest orgasm of her night.

Her entire body shakes - just as it did when you were taking her from behind, just as it did when she was riding you. Her holes tighten and pulsate involuntarily, drawing out gasps from yourself and Woody. The gasps and moans that leave her throat must have sent equally pleasurable vibrations through Buzz’s cock as well, judging by the long, low moan that leaves his lips.

It must have been the final straw for the young man, because Buzz is the first to admit how close he was to orgasm - with shame and embarrassment plain in his voice. Jihyo and the others jeer at him, but really, who could blame him? Who could last long in this situation, especially from his perfect point of view, with his cock pumping the mouth of a beautiful, young, orgasming woman while two men take her from her other end? He and Woody had spitroasted Nayeon earlier in the night - but the addition of a third man brought the experience to a whole other level entirely, knowing that her tight little body was being used to even further lengths.

Woody admits he is close too, perhaps with some measure of thankfulness that Buzz was in the same predicament and he wasn’t the only one near orgasm. His grunts - and he was by far the loudest of the three of you - increase in volume. He wasn’t shy to vocalize his pleasure, and the rising volume of his wild grunts and moans indicate that he wasn’t far off from his peak.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum,” you say, joining the other two in admitting your proximity to orgasm. It wasn’t long since you’d entered her - perhaps five, ten minutes at the max, you couldn’t be sure. You’d taken Nayeon from behind and you’d had Jihyo ride you just minutes before, but even then you’d at least been cognizant of the passage of time. Not so now. It felt like forever. You wanted it to last forever. You wanted to be frozen in time, balls deep inside Im Nayeon’s slick, wet, messy, cock-filled body.

“Cum inside me, all of you!” Nayeon spits, drool and pre-cum flying from her lips as she lets Buzz’s cock slip from her mouth. “Fill me. Tell me how much you love it. Tell me how much you love my body!”

“I fucking love your mouth, Nayeon,” Buzz spits as Nayeon takes him back between her lips, “I love your perfect lips and oh, fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum down your fucking throat.”

“Your pussy’s too tight,” Woody says, the words half-moan, half-sigh. “I’m gonna fill you up again, gonna fill you with more cum!”

“I’m gonna cum inside your ass, Nayeon,” you add, the words tumbling from your mouth in a slurred mess, as you are barely able to form words. “I’m gonna fucking fill up this perfect, tight little ass with my cum.”

“Do it!” Nayeon shrieks, letting Buzz’s cock slip out of her mouth for a moment. “Do it, do it, fucking do it, cum inside me, fill all my holes, fill my body with your cum, oh, oh fuck, oh my god, oh!”

Nayeon orgasms again, the mere idea of being filled with cum for a third time that night - and this time, in all of her openings, at the same time - being too much for even her considerable composure to handle. She cums hard, and almost at the same time, the three cocks fucking her young, tight body do the same.

Down her wet, constricting throat, into her messy, sloppy pussy, and deep into the tight, hot confines of her ass, Im Nayeon is filled with rope after rope of thick, hot semen. It fills her, splashes in wet spurts against her already wet, drenched walls, leaving her already saturated orifices sticky and sloppy and drenched.

The world becomes an overwhelming assault on your senses. Just as before, the sights and sounds are easy to become lost in - the sight of Buzz as he grips Nayeon’s skull and throws his head back as his cock pumps her throat full of cum, the sounds of the girls half-cheering, half-moaning as some or all of them pleasure themselves to the sight of their oldest member being fucked into oblivion, the feel of Nayeon’s ass constricting so tightly around your ass it’s almost painful as you spurt rope after rope of creamy cum into her hot, clenching rectum - it is all too much.

The seconds afterward become a blur. You are barely cognizant of Nayeon’s body slumping forward, your cock finally slipping from her thorougly-fucked ass as her seemingly boundless reserves of energy finally give out. She falls atop Woody, still impaled on his cock, a boneless mess of wet, dripping flesh. Buzz falls right over on the bed. You sit on your haunches, unable to do more than simply watch as Nayeon’s ass, pussy and mouth drip thick, hot semen in a messy, creamy stream.

Somewhere along the way the world becomes a mess of warm, naked, wet flesh as the girls finally decide to call it a night, each claiming a piece of bed or couch to sleep on. Buzz, finally giving up on receiving any sort of affection from Jihyo, passes out with his head atop Sana’s full hips. Momo and Jihyo decide to make a beautiful, erotic sandwich on the couch, large breasts mashed against each other as they embrace and drift off to sleep in each others’ arms.

Chaeyoung gets up from the couch and makes for the bathroom. She gives you a slim smile as she does so, although the smile lacks the brightness and enthusiasm you’d long associated with the young, small girl. You want to say something to her, but you lack the energy to do much more than simply lie atop the bed as Nayeon snuggles up next to you, taking your arm and draping it over herself like a blanket.

Drool and semen drip from the corner of her mouth. The last thing you are aware of before you drift off to sleep is the content smile on her wet lips.

—

The light coming in from the window is almost painful.

But slowly you adjust to its bright rays, rubbing your eyes in a vain attempt to wipe the sleep from them. Your body is sore all over, slick with juices and dried sweat. You groan as you raise yourself to a seated position, slowly untangling yourself from the arm and leg that Nayeon had draped over you during the night.

Around you is a sight with more visual perversity than you thought you’d ever see in your entire life. Perfect, naked bodies, each one a body you’d adored from a far along with many other thousands or millions of men - each just lying there, sleeping the exhaustion from a long night of debauchery away. The room smells dank, of sweat and sex - but the knowledge that you’d been an active participant in it dampened any repulsion towards the smell that you may have had.

“Come have some water,” comes a soft voice from the direction of the bathroom. Standing in the room’s small foyer is Chaeyoung, a bathrobe draped loosely over her shoulders, having evidently just stepped out of the shower. The bathrobe remains open and untied, the young woman’s small breasts and naked, shaved mound open for all to see.

It spoke of the sheer insanity of the past few days that seeing one of your favorite idols near naked, with her body on almost full display, seemed to have become a normal thing. Half of her group, after all, lay naked in various places around you. That the bathrobe around her shoulders made her the most modest person in the room said a lot about what the past few days were like.

You gingerly leave the bed to approach Chaeyoung, who holds out a cold bottle of water for you. You eagerly take a couple of much needed gulps, but when you finish rehydrating yourself you are immediately aware of the intense stare the young woman has begun to fixate you with.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, recapping the bottle. Chaeyoung doesn’t answer - she only grabs you by the wrist and leads you into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She moves to lean against the bathroom sink, crossing her arms beneath her small, round little tits.

“Tell me who you belong to,” Chaeyoung hisses, an edge in her voice. “Tell me whose toy you are.”

“Chaeyoung,” you reply, taken a little aback by the intensity in her voice. “Is this about Nayeon? Because-”

Chaeyoung silences you by grabbing your shaft by the base. Her eyes bore into yours with an intensity you’d not seen before as she begins to pump the semi-stiff morning erection she finds there.

“Geez, Chaeyoung,” you hiss, as the young woman begins to pump your cock with her small fist. You step forward to place your hands atop the sink, pinning the small girl between you and the countertop.

“Tell me!” she hisses into your ear. “Tell me you’re my toy. Tell me this cock is mine, and no one else’s.”

“It, it’s yours!” you spit. “I’m your toy. My cock belongs to you.”

You are fully erect now. Your cock, while sore and spent from the previous night’s events, nonetheless responds quickly to the rough, almost angry pumps of Chaeyoung’s closed fist.

“Good,” Chaeyoung replies, her features finally softening slightly at your admission. She lets the bathrobe slip from her shoulders to pool at her feet. “Then fuck me with it. I didn’t get any of your cum last night, and it pisses me off. I want it hard. I want it fast. And I want my pussy pumped with just as much cum as you gave that slut.”

The young woman turns to face the mirror, a look of intensity in her eyes. She pushes her ass back toward you, sandwiching your aching cock between her round, full cheeks.

In the mirror you watch her face as you slip your cock between the lips of her pussy and slip inside her, finding her hot tunnel wet and ready. You watch her reflection intently as you fuck her. Her small tits and the pierced nipples atop them bounce and quiver with each thrust into her tight little body.

The apparent anger Chaeyoung held towards Nayeon’s actions the night before linger in your mind, even as you fuck the mewling young woman roughly against the sink. The idea of two members being upset or pissed off at each other had never once occurred to you - they always seemed so tight-knit, almost sisterly. Clearly there was some deep-rooted anger there, a conflict bubbling just below the surface.

It might have worried others. But not you. As you reach forward to grab a handful of Chaeyoung’s hair, giving it a sharp yank as you fuck her tight, wet pussy even harder - you couldn’t help but be turned on by the idea of the two women fighting over your cock.