Voracious

You never expected Kim Chaewon to be this way when you first became her manager three months ago. The petite idol with her innocent smile and sweet voice seemed like she'd be easy to handle - professional, focused on her career. You couldn't have been more wrong.

It started during her second week of promotions. You were reviewing her schedule in your office when she slipped in without knocking, locking the door behind her with a soft click. The sound should have been your first warning.

"Oppa," she said, her voice taking on that breathy quality you'd later learn meant trouble. "I'm so stressed from all these interviews."

You looked up from your laptop to find her leaning against your desk, her short skirt riding up her thighs. "That's normal, Chaewon. You'll get used to the routine."

She pouted, those full lips forming the perfect curve of disappointment. "But I need to relax now." Her fingers traced along the edge of your desk as she moved closer. "Don't you want to help me?"

Before you could respond, she was straddling your lap in the office chair, her small hands gripping your shoulders. The warmth of her pussy pressed against your crotch through the thin fabric of her panties and your slacks.

"Chaewon, what are you—"

"Shh," she whispered, grinding her hips in a slow circle. "Don't think so much, oppa. Just feel."

Her lips found your neck, tongue darting out to taste your skin. You could smell her perfume mixed with something else - the sweet scent of her arousal already dampening her underwear. Your cock responded immediately, hardening against her heat.

"We shouldn't..." you started weakly, even as your hands found her waist.

"But you want to," she breathed against your ear, nibbling the lobe. "I can feel how hard you are already. Mmm~"

She was right. Your erection was straining against your pants, the head of your cock pressing up through the fabric to rub against her cloth-covered slit. Every subtle movement of her hips sent jolts of pleasure through your shaft.

Chaewon's fingers worked at your belt, her movements urgent and practiced. "I've been thinking about this all week," she confessed, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Wondering what your cock looks like. How it would feel inside me."

The belt came undone with practiced ease, followed by your zipper. Her small hand slipped inside your underwear, fingers wrapping around your length with surprising confidence.

"Fuck," you groaned as she pulled your cock free, the cool office air hitting your heated flesh.

"Such a dirty mouth, oppa," she giggled, but her eyes were dark with lust as she stared at your erection. "And such a big cock too. Perfect for stretching out my tight little pussy."

She lifted herself up slightly, pushing her panties to the side to reveal her glistening folds. Her pussy was completely bare, lips pink and swollen with arousal. Clear fluid was already leaking from her entrance, coating her inner thighs.

"Look how wet I am for you," she purred, running two fingers along her slit and then bringing them to her mouth to suck clean. "Mmm, I taste so good. Want to try?"

Before you could answer, she was positioning herself over your cock, the head pressing against her entrance. The heat radiating from her core was incredible, like standing too close to a fire.

"Chaewon, we really shouldn't—"

"Too late," she moaned, sinking down onto your length in one smooth motion. "Ahhhh~ So big!"

The sensation was overwhelming. Her pussy was impossibly tight, walls gripping your cock like a velvet vice. The warmth and wetness enveloped you completely as she took every inch, her body trembling with the effort.

"Holy shit," you breathed, hands instinctively gripping her hips.

She sat still for a moment, adjusting to your size, her internal muscles fluttering around your shaft. "You feel so good inside me, oppa," she whimpered. "So deep. I can feel you in my stomach."

Then she began to move, lifting herself up until only the head remained inside before dropping back down. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding along your cock filled the small office - schlick, schlick, schlick - mixing with her increasingly desperate moans.

"Ahhh~ Yes! Fuck me, oppa! Use my tight little cunt!"

Her dirty talk was shocking coming from someone who looked so innocent on stage. But here she was, riding your cock with abandon, her small tits bouncing beneath her top with each movement. You could see her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric.

"You like watching me bounce on your dick?" she panted, her movements becoming more frantic. "Like seeing your sweet little idol turned into a cock-hungry slut?"

Your response was to thrust up into her, making her cry out and arch her back. The new angle let you hit deeper, your cock head pressing against her cervix with each stroke.

"Ngh~ So deep! You're splitting me open!"

The chair creaked beneath your combined movements as the pace increased. Chaewon's juices were flowing freely now, coating your cock and dripping down to soak your balls. The obscene wet sounds grew louder as she bounced faster.

"I'm gonna cum," she gasped, her nails digging into your shoulders. "Make me cum on your big cock, oppa!"

Her pussy began to spasm around you, walls clenching rhythmically as she threw her head back in ecstasy. "Cumming! Ahhhh~ I'm cumming so hard!"

The sight and sensation of her orgasm triggered your own. With a deep groan, you erupted inside her, painting her inner walls with thick ropes of cum. She moaned at the feeling, grinding her hips to milk every drop from your pulsing cock.

"Yes, yes, fill me up," she whimpered, her pussy still twitching around your length. "Give me all your cum, oppa."

When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, she collapsed against your chest, both of you breathing heavily. Your mixed fluids leaked from her stretched entrance, creating a sticky mess on your thighs.

"That was amazing," she sighed contentedly, pressing soft kisses to your neck. "We should do this more often."

You were still processing what had just happened when she lifted herself off your softening cock with a wet pop, your cum immediately beginning to drip from her gaping pussy.

"Same time tomorrow?" she asked with that innocent smile, adjusting her panties to contain the mess as if nothing had happened.

~~~

That was three months ago, and true to her word, Chaewon has been insatiable ever since. What you initially thought was a one-time lapse in judgment has become a daily occurrence. Sometimes multiple times a day.

Like this morning, when she cornered you backstage at Music Bank, her hands already working at your belt before you could protest.

"I need your cock," she whispered urgently, her voice muffled as she dropped to her knees behind a stack of equipment. "I'm so horny I can't think straight."

The sound of your zipper seemed impossibly loud in the busy backstage area, but Chaewon didn't seem to care about the risk of being caught. Her mouth was on your cock the instant she freed it from your underwear, tongue swirling around the head before taking you deep into her throat.

"Fuck, Chaewon," you groaned, trying to keep your voice down. "Someone could see us."

She pulled off your cock with an audible pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to your shaft. "Let them watch," she said defiantly before diving back down, taking you even deeper this time.

Her throat convulsed around your length as she fought her gag reflex, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the effort. But she didn't stop, working your cock with a desperation that bordered on addiction.

The wet sounds of her mouth and throat were joined by her muffled moans as she fingered herself through her stage outfit. "Mmph~ Mmm~" She was getting off just from sucking your cock, her free hand massaging your balls as she bobbed her head frantically.

"I'm close," you warned, your hips beginning to thrust involuntarily.

Instead of pulling away, she doubled her efforts, one hand gripping the base of your shaft while the other cupped your balls. Her tongue worked the underside of your cock as she sucked, creating a vacuum that made your knees weak.