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“Hyung, can I ask you something?” Hyunjin said to his friend, his tone somewhat uncertain.
Hyunjin played with the swivel chair subtly, looked at the paper, and then at his friend, who nodded in approval.
“Where do you get inspiration for these kinds of songs?” Hyunjin asked, amusedly, with a shy smile on his face.
It was the kind of question that even the fans asked him every single time. It was obvious that the song was about sex. Just like the previous ones. Hyunjin knew it was to please the fans, that having two songs with a sexy theme associated them with being a duo of that category, and he was fine with that, but... this new song in particular leaned a little more toward a more explicit area, and Chan had made it very clear that he would not change or censor anything; unless, of course, Hyunjin himself disagreed with the creative direction; Chan would only consider his opinion.
And Hyunjin’s opinion was that he liked it. That he would record it as it was written. So they were both sitting in front of the music production program. Chan was making some minor adjustments on the computer, so he could finally tell Hyunjin when to enter the recording booth.
But so far... the song was just an experiment. Chan had no plans to release it soon. But Hyunjin accepted immediately, trusting in the confidence and creativity of his beloved superior.
Chan was focused on the computer screen until he finally leaned back in his chair, sighed, put his hands together on his abdomen, and turned to look at Hyunjin.
“Because... I think the fans will like it,” he replied casually.
“Oh. Of course they’ll like it,” Hyunjin added. “But I mean, where did you get all that inspiration... if you don’t have a girlfriend? You don’t, right?”
Chan knew he was playing around, and Hyunjin’s amused and curious expression made him feel so tender that Chan let out a little laugh.
“Come on. Let’s record your lines,” he said softly.
Hyunjin obeyed immediately, locking himself in the booth, putting on his headphones, and reading the lyrics once more, where he had previously made notes and marked his lines.
Hyunjin motioned that he was ready, and they began recording the song. It was an activity and routine that they both knew by heart.
Until now. Everything was going perfectly. Chan praised Hyunjin, telling him when he did a good job and sounded good; he corrected him when necessary, gave him feedback, his opinion, and they recorded again. They were doing it calmly, without rushing. When Hyunjin wasn’t satisfied with the result, he asked Chan to repeat it.
Everything was fine... but Chan would have liked more... that one specific line, that Hyunjin should’ve sounded more vulnerable, needy, really feeling the lyrics and the melody. That was the only detail they kept repeating.
Hyunjin was embarrassed after trying several times and clearly seeing that Chan was not satisfied with the result. He was also embarrassed that the line was sung with a technique involving breath, a sigh, almost a sexy gasp or moan...
However, Chan simply said, “It’s okay. Take a break. Come here. I’ll continue recording my part.”
Hyunjin resignedly took his word for it and collapsed on the sofa behind his friend, outside the booth, in the studio.
“Shit. I have to learn how to moan,” he snorted, amused and slightly annoyed.
Chan laughed with his typical chuckle. As if he were out of breath, and narrowed his eyes.
“It’s not that, Hyunjinnie. I have some really good takes anyway, I’ll work with those and add something in the background. It’ll be fine.”
“Yes, but I can do—”
And suddenly their attention was drawn to the door, which almost swung open.
You were making your grand entrance, or so you thought, but you became shy as soon as you noticed that Hyunjin was there too. You were only expecting to see Chan alone because he told you he would be in the studio working on a new song, and when he said that, it meant he was alone, since when he was recording with the guys, he made that clear to you. So you went there, hoping to find him and fuck him there, as you had done before.
“Oh. Hi, guys.”
Chan looked at you in surprise, not expecting anyone to come in, but when he saw that it was you, his beloved friend with benefits, whom he fucked without restrictions or feelings involved, he blushed and looked at you amused by your change of expression, from haughty to shy.
Hyunjin, on the other hand, looked at you confused.
“Oh. Hi, Y/N,” the short black-haired guy greeted you.
You smiled shyly at him, not knowing what excuse to use for why you were there... since you weren’t expecting to see him, only Chan.
“I was just... a little bored, I’m sorry. The girls went home to rest, and I stayed here to eat and... I just stopped by,” you lied, trying to excuse yourself for walking in on a recording session.
Part of it was true. The beautiful girls from a certain well-known group at the company you worked for had already gone to their apartments, so basically your work was done... plus you were particularly turned on because you had been almost sexting and sending very inappropriate messages to Chan all day, and you both had an agreement to use each other when you needed it. Sex. You needed it. You had been continuing that dynamic for months.
And, of course, the other guys knew you because ever since you started fucking Chan, he kept you around, even though you weren’t on his staff.
“Oh, well. We’re just recording a song. We’re almost done, but you can stay,” Hyunjin suggested kindly.
“Sure. I was planning on staying anyway,” you replied playfully, closing the door to enter the studio.
“Chan’s part is the only thing left to record, but I want to stay and listen to the result, or at least the draft. Of course, the song will take some time.”
Chan was barely paying attention to what Hyunjin was saying; he was too mesmerized by you, his face wearing a half-smile and his eyes glued to you and your pretty dress and bare thighs. Chan watched as you sat down in the swivel chair next to him, smelling your perfume mixed with his, since you were wearing one of his oversized black zip hoodies.
He knew exactly what you were there for and... he felt a little sorry since Hyunjin was there. However, Hyunjin’s last comment caught his attention... Hyunjin planned to stay until the song was ready? Just when Chan could already taste your sweet pussy in his mouth and imagine how you would bounce on his cock, asking for more and more.
“Oh. Really. And what’s the song about?” you asked.
You noticed Chan was quiet, but not uncomfortable. As if he were thoughtful. Of course, he was thinking about how to get rid of Hyunjin or finish quickly so he could fuck you. All day you had been teasing him with messages. Saying that you would be at the company too... that maybe you could meet on the 5th floor and give him head by the dance practice room. Chan couldn’t help but feel a little scandalized and horny every time you were around; because he knew your body by heart, he knew what you liked, he knew how you felt and exactly what you did every time you got together. So he thought disappointedly that today would have been a very good day to fuck you... but Hyunjin was there.
Hyunjin let out a nervous laugh at your question.
“Oh, it’s about this concept... sexy?” he replied.
“Oh, so your next concept is sexy? I don’t think you’ve had one like, ever.”
You tried to calm your urge to kiss Chan, right there. You thought you’d leave soon and look for Chan another time... before doing something crazy, since you were horny enough, maybe you were ovulating, that you started looking at Hyunjin, but really looking at him, thinking about how attractive he looked sitting there, and of course, the very clear concept of Chan and Hyunjin as a duo came to mind—very sexy, high sex appeal; Hyunjin as the romantic but rough fuck, Chan just as pure rough fuck.
You could confirm it about Chan... but not about how Hyunjin did it. And, of course, you were curious.
Chan cleared his throat, noticing that your gaze had been fixed on Hyunjin for a while.
“No. We’re just recording, I have no plans to release it for now,” Chan finally spoke.
You noticed his serious and grave tone, immediately catching your attention, and you turned to look at him. Suddenly, he was upset.
You didn’t even respond when he said, “I’ll record my lines. Hyunjin, you’re in charge now.”
You felt out of place for a moment. You knew exactly when Chan was being cold and indifferent.
Hyunjin sat in Chan’s chair while he went to the booth, and they began recording. Without interruption, they were absolutely professional, ignoring you completely.
However, you appreciated the creative moment unfolding, and just seeing Chan, dressed casually in all black, shorts, and a tight-fitting sleeveless shirt... your thoughts began to betray you again.
After a few minutes, they finished. Hyunjin started talking to you in a friendly way. And Chan didn’t know exactly what to do with you... He just knew he was very jealous of the way you were suddenly being so friendly with Hyunjin, which was way too much for him.
Chan began working on the song, clearly annoyed because you and Hyunjin looked like two children laughing and chatting while he was concentrating on his work. But being angry with you made him incredibly hard; it was a guilty pleasure, wanting to put you over his knee, teach you a lesson, spank you, and overstimulate you. The image was so clear that he shifted uncomfortably in his seat from time to time, trying to adjust his erection. But it was useless; he couldn’t even concentrate properly anymore. And the worst part was that Hyunjin was still there with no intention of leaving, so Chan could satisfy his needs, desires, and fantasies with you.
Honestly, you didn’t pay much attention to Chan, as you assumed it was more than obvious that, at least today, you weren’t going to fuck—without having the slightest idea how aroused Chan was just by the power of his thoughts, breathing heavily and with his cock throbbing just for you— so you just enjoyed talking to Hyunjin, naively believing that you would leave that studio without having sex.
But things escalated quickly, especially when Chan was uncontrollably hard and, blinded by lust, thought he was going to release his energy one way or another. He wanted you right now, his erection constantly bothering him, clouding his common sense. At first, it was like… oh no, this is wrong, Hyunjin is there… but then all that went to hell, and in his madness, he thought, what if Hyunjin wanted to join in too? Who cares? He was going to fuck you in that studio right now.
Chan sighed heavily. He couldn’t concentrate, his hand tugging gently at his boxers that were starting to squeeze him.
You playfully took the paper with the lyrics, you had heard a bit of the chorus and Chan’s lines at the time you were there… and yes, you thought it was a little daring, but when you read the whole lyrics, it all made a little more sense… it was certainly in the sexy category. It was really the kind of song that implicitly screams sex, but the implication is so subtle.
“Woah, so this is the whole song? Do you think you’re going to release it at some point?” you commented.
Your voice was driving Chan even crazier; he was going nuts without even being able to rub himself.
Hyunjin blushed tenderly at your comment.
“I knooow, it’s a bit naughty, isn’t it? Maybe Chan will release it as a… record or something. And then it will become part of the official discography.”
“Do it slowly, don’t stop. Look at my eyes when—feel the—oh,” you began to read aloud phrases from the lyrics. “Oh, wow, I think you have to be 30 to release something like this. At least in this industry, you are. The people will eat you up alive. Who wrote this? The Weeknd?” you joked, looking up at Chan, who was still working.
It was obvious that he had written it.
“I know. Kinky, right?” Hyunjin said, amused. “I like it. I like this version of Chan… the lyrics are very creative… where do you think he got so much inspiration for something like this? Do you think he has a girl somewhere?”
Yeah, you liked that version of Channie, too. You couldn’t take your eyes off Chan once you saw him. It drove you crazy to watch him work, focused, his side profile making him look so attractive… You loved it when he called you over to clearly fuck, but then he played hard to get by getting to work, and there you had to be, walking over to him, hugging him, caressing his abdomen, and practically begging him to stop working and start touching you. You knew how much he liked it when you begged him and heard your needy voice.
You spent so much time watching him, almost melting when you looked at his big exposed arms, which you wanted around your body, holding you, headlocking you, just anything, just near your body, trembling in rush and sex… You were so lost in thought that you almost forgot you were talking to Hyunjin, that he had said something and you hadn’t responded, and you were clearly about to say something back when you noticed that Chan swallowed nervously under your intense gaze and discreetly adjusted his cock, which was not at all discreet, you realized. You could see how exquisitely hard he already was.
On the other hand, Hyunjin wasn’t stupid. He noticed the way you were practically devouring Chan with your eyes… and everything clicked into place for him. It was more than obvious that there was something between the two of you. Something very tense and sexual. He knew it as soon as he felt the tension fill the room.
So, you were Chan’s muse for all his songs about sex.
You struggled internally... whether to act as if nothing had happened and leave Chan with his hard cock... just leave the studio and let him deal with it on his own, or go up to him and start touching him, your body heating up at the idea that maybe you’d look like a pervert in front of Hyunjin, that he’d feel uncomfortable, or at best, that he’d get turned on and decide to join in.
So, you would tease.
“I think he likes to fuck,” you replied, loud and clear, surprising Hyunjin and Chan with the sound of vulgarity coming out of your mouth. “That’s where his inspiration comes from. Isn’t that right, Chan? You like to fuck hard? Just like the song says? It says—”
Chan turned his body abruptly to his right, toward you and Hyunjin; he looked at you coldly, impressing you both, leaving you speechless, even. It was obvious that you were provoking him and he wasn’t going to put up with your crazy girl attitude for another second... not now, when he was struggling between jealousy and sexual arousal, plus he was tired and being with you relaxed him too much; he means, sure, sex with you was intense, frantic, and tense every part of him, but he enjoyed it like never before. And it frustrated him that he couldn’t enjoy that right now.
“I think you’re done analyzing the lyrics, don’t you think?” Chan interrupted you, abruptly taking the paper from your hands. “Don’t you have... anything else to do?”
Oh, that turned you on in seconds. He said it with authority, almost challenging you.
Hyunjin could only be there, confused.
You looked at Chan intensely again, and your gaze daringly dropped to rest on his erection. You raised an eyebrow, just to let him know that you knew he was turned on, that he was surely as sensitive and needy as you knew him to be, and that you knew perfectly well that being helpless, unable to do anything with his hard cock and probably his suffocated balls, put him in a very bad mood.
You almost bit your lip, just at the thought of his rigid cock exposed.
But Chan knew exactly what he was doing. He hadn’t even bothered to hide his bulge when he turned to look at you... almost inviting you both, you and his dear bandmate whom he had known for many years... and with whom he was very close, but never to that kind of extent. Chan did feel a little sorry that Hyunjin could tell he was hard, to some extent, he thought it made him look like a pathetic degenerate... but what did it matter. Chan was horny, too horny, and when he was, he could become a pervert. Especially when his little personal fuck toy/doll of flesh and blood was there, teasing and wiggling and begging for attention. You both knew what you were to each other: friends, acquaintances, people who sought each other out to satisfy their desires, pleasure without prejudice. You loved that Chan used and dominated you.
Hyunjin studied both of your body language, his gaze darting from his friend to yours, and when he stopped to look at you, he noticed that your gaze was fixed on a very specific part of Chan, his crotch, so naturally, Hyunjin looked away from you to what you were looking at specifically, almost like a gentle reflex, not out of curiosity. But he regretted doing so when he noticed the bulge in Chan’s shorts. Hyunjin blushed and looked away guiltily. He couldn’t believe that his beloved hyung was hard, but why? Hyunjin wondered. Because you were there? Did you make him feel that bad?
“Mmm... not really. What are you guys doing after this? Would you like to go to a pojangmacha afterwards? I can see that Chan, specifically, needs to relax... this song is very, very hard for him to work on...”
You continued to tease him. Chan found it amusing. However, Hyunjin felt the atmosphere becoming more and more tense, so he shifted uncomfortably in his chair, feeling like he was interrupting something, and clearly he was, he thought, just by looking at your heavy breathing and intense exchanges of glances.
“Um... well, you know, Channie-hyung... I have to go... I forgot that I was going out with Changbin today. We’re going to pick up kimchi from his mother and more food...” he said, a little uncomfortable.
Chan and you knew that Hyunjin was clearly lying, and, at that point, both you and Chan knew that Hyunjin had figured things out and recognized the fragile and risqué line that you and Chan were about to cross in a matter of seconds.
You chuckled, thinking it was crazy, but you had nothing to lose by trying, so you almost purred:
“What’s wrong, Hyunjin? Chan’s perversion is bothering you, isn’t it?” You clicked your tongue amusedly, looking at Hyunjin, who was standing still. And then you turned to your friend, delighted. “Chan, your erection is making Hyunjin uncomfortable. Take care of it, for God’s sake. You fucking pervert.”
Chan licked his teeth, amused and incredulous that you were behaving so rudely in front of Hyunjin and daring to speak to him like that. On the other hand, Hyunjin’s eyes darted fearfully from you to Chan, wondering how he had gotten himself into such a situation in the first place. He was starting to get nervous, his heart beating fast.
Hyunjin sighed and tried to speak sincerely. Meanwhile, Chan remained silent, calculating exactly what to say, analyzing every part of the two of you.
“Guys. I get it. I don’t want to interrupt you, I’d better leave.”
“Interrupt what?” You shrugged and continued your slow game of seduction. You quickly looked at Hyunjin and turned back to Chan. “If nothing was going to happen here... I don’t understand why Chan is hard anyway, if he hasn’t even been touched...”
You were sitting with your legs crossed, clearly looking for something to calm your intense desire, but it didn’t work. Once you became aware that Hyunjin now knew what you and Chan were subtly plotting, you stood up from your chair. To start something that you knew there would soon be no turning back from, perhaps a little guilt, regret, and a filthy feeling... but nothing that they both weren’t going to enjoy.
The idea heated your body and mind, and you were sure Chan was considering it too. That’s why he was so quiet and serious. Not denying, not confirming. Absolutely silent.
You approached Chan, kneeling on one side of the chair, a perfect position for Hyunjin to witness your hand traveling across Chan’s body, caressing his erection and abs. Chan tensed up completely, allowing you to touch him. He watched you do it, stern and unresponsive, trying to resist as he breathed deeply, his nostrils flaring gently at your action—your submissive position, and your mischievous hand being greedy on him.
Hyunjin sighed, appreciating the scene worthy of eroticism, but it still felt strange; he didn’t know if he liked it or found it repulsive. But Chan’s calmness, as if having you like this was the most normal thing in the world, made him feel sexually uneasy. Hyunjin was able to witness Chan at his best, the sexy Bang Chan the world fantasized about, at least a little, with his dominant and powerful presence, worthy of his—Chan’s art, of the words he wrote.
The scene and his thoughts made him shiver and unleashed a slow and pleasurable sexual desire in him. Very subtle, but noticeable. If he stayed there to appreciate something more explicit, his penis would become very hard with inevitable lust.
He never thought he would see Chan that way... not really.
“Unless, of course, he’s given a good reason to be hard,” you whispered.
Chan closed his eyes, enjoying it, but when he opened them, he realized that Hyunjin was watching the scene, completely tense and still. So Chan grabbed your wrist abruptly, stopping your caresses.
“Stop,” he ordered. “Hyunjin... is here.”
You smiled smugly and turned to look at him.
“If he wanted to leave, he would have done so already,” you said. “Have you ever had a threesome, Hyunjin?” you asked, the question hanging in the air, echoing throughout the sexually charged studio.
You were already too aroused to stop yourself. If he wanted to join in, he should do it now; if not, he could leave freely and leave you alone with Chan. Of course, you and Chan preferred that he stay.
Why would he? Hyunjin thought at your question. He had always loved monogamy, and besides, he was a very busy, famous, and exclusive idol and celebrity... to seek pleasure so easily, one false move and his life would be completely ruined; that was why he admired Chan, with an obviously active sex life amid the very hectic lifestyle that he and his other bandmates led.
“No...” Hyunjin whispered, embarrassed.
“Will you try?” you asked almost immediately.
Hyunjin licked his lips; his silence spoke volumes, letting you and Chan assume that he was genuinely considering it. Hyunjin looked at Chan with an almost worried look, seeking his approval as he almost always did, at every step of his career, for seven long years, he looked at him, almost as a reflex. Chan tried to read his gaze.
“Hyunjin, if you don’t want to do it, don’t—” Chan spoke, his voice serious, but he was interrupted.
“Can I do it...?” he replied timidly, taking you by surprise.
Hyunjin thought about it too much. Maybe he would stay out of curiosity, he wanted to try it... Deep down, he wanted to convince himself that he was doing it for the love of art. That he wanted to know firsthand what it felt like to be in that position, in the world, and under Chan’s lyrics.
You smiled broadly. “Only if you want to,” you added, and he nodded. “Okay. Chan will guide you.”
Chan didn’t even bother to ask Hyunjin if he was really sure, because Chan himself was very horny and needed attention and action soon... besides, he saw the firm decision in Hyunjin’s noble gaze. Besides, it would also be a fucking hot fantasy for Chan to admire how his beloved, and quite sexy, friend Hyunjin used your body for his sexual pleasure. And he would orchestrate the whole situation.
So Chan took control.
Chan cleared his throat. “Hyunjin, are you hard?”
His friend looked at him with mild trepidation as he shook his head gently. “Just... a little.”
Chan gave you a quick glance and gave you the go-ahead with a simple, “Go.”
Hyunjin blinked in confusion but understood everything as soon as he saw you approach him, gently removing your jacket, leaving it on the chair and revealing a very pretty strapless dress on you. He was still very tense, but he let you kiss him as soon as your lips touched his. You were a little impatient, so you acted quickly to get Hyunjin fully erect.
He let himself go completely, shyly holding your waist at first. You let him do it his way first, slowly and passionately taking your lips... making you question why you had ever considered kissing him in the first place. You thought he and the rest of the boys were extremely handsome, yes, but being attractive was basically part of their job, so Chan was always enough for you. You didn’t want to fuck anyone else. But the tempting opportunity was right in front of you, and you didn’t waste it.
Hyunjin’s pace was slow, delicate, his lips were soft, plumpy and exquisite, just like Chan’s, but the shape, texture, and rhythm were so different, his anatomy and dynamics... it was another incredible sensation that ignited everything in you. His large hands pressed against your skin and you couldn’t resist any longer; you sped things up, sliding your tongue into his mouth, seeking a wild and erotic kiss, which he quickly took control of.
You pressed your body against his, intensifying your wet, messy, and breathless makeout session, while your right hand slipped down to his erection in his pants, rubbing it.
Chan moved gently in his chair, witnessing the actions between you and Hyunjin, making him feel uncontrollably aroused. Chan cupped his erection, mentally preparing himself to calm down and have a little more resistance. He likes that, playing with his emotions and desire, making his cock as hard as possible and simply enveloping himself in eroticism, foreplay, the pleasure of feeling, touching, tasting, and listening. Sex for him was not meaningless.
“Touch me,” you whispered between your lips and pressed them back onto his.
Hyunjin’s cock throbbed at the sensuality of your voice and he obeyed, lifting your dress and squeezing your ass firmly while continuing to suck deliciously on your lips. Chan, for his part, squeezed his erection and clenched his jaw at the visual image that stimulated him to the limit, after realizing that you were wearing nothing under your dress but your cute little panties.
You began to feel more and more desperate; pleasantly overwhelmed by the sensation of Hyunjin’s warm, aroused body touching and kissing you, so you spontaneously and impulsively pulled away from him, leaving him confused, but he understood as soon as you completely removed your dress and bra. Hyunjin’s eyes sparkled at the sight of your nearly naked body, the contours of your bare breasts, the softness he imagined your skin must feel like; he was completely blinded by desire, and you gently took his attractive face in your hands again to kiss him, more roughly this time.
Chan moaned softly at your spontaneous movement, at the sight of your bare back and your precious body being touched by his friend. That hot growl turned you on even more, if that was possible. You were enjoying being pleasured by Hyunjin, but the idea of Chan watching you both made you so incredibly hot. It was like performing for him, giving him his own show, his personalized pornography, and it excited you so much to please him. You wondered if he was touching himself right now... at the image of Hyunjin running his large hands over your ass and waist, both bodies rubbing together.
You imagined all the things you could do with them, almost suffocating in lust. You had never felt so hot and special as you did in this situation. A threesome with the much-loved and desired duo that were Bahng Chan and Hwang Hyunjin.
Hyunjin couldn’t resist any longer; his lips desperately moved down your jaw to your neck, his hands traveling down your waist to cup your breasts, making you moan. His hands were ruthless against your skin, violently massaging your breasts, reveling in the soft, docile sensation of them, of holding them, of teasing your nipples; Hyunjin could swear he could cum just by playing with your tits. And, Chan, of course, could cum just by watching how you were being pleased.
A soft gasp escaped your lips as soon as you felt his sensual mouth suck and gently bite the skin on your neck, his wet lips descending to your breasts. Hyunjin took one between his mouth with great pleasure for his excited spirits and moaned as soon as his mouth made contact with your breast. He watched your reaction for a moment with a smug smile—your tense face reflecting pure pleasure, eyebrows furrowed, parted lips as you gasped softly, breathing deeply.
His mouth took your breast completely with hunger, treating it with a roughness that turned you on, while his other hand stimulated the other. His tongue began to play with your nipple, and you squealed in surprise as his free hand caressed your body and sought out your very sensitive clitoris. This time, his hands began to treat your pussy and nipple delicately, unlike his mischievous mouth that licked and sucked your breast until you were overstimulated and sensitive. When he saw you whimpering audibly, he moved on to do the same with the other... leaving you breathless and totally surprised at how he managed to master two different rhythms, feeling like two different people. His mouth was rough, but his fingers delicately traced circles on your sensitive spot.
Hyujin spread your legs a little, pulled aside the fabric of your panties, and let his knuckles caress you, allowing himself to be covered by your very welcoming, warm, slick, and wet folds. He could only think about how ready you were for his cock to slide into you with delicious ease. You were soaking wet, your labia throbbing on his fingers every time he touched you.
Yes, yes, yes. It was all you could think about over and over again as you whimpered with pleasure. He was finally touching your much-needed cunt.
Chan watched you writhe with pleasure, heard you whimper at Hyunjin’s caresses, so he couldn’t help but moan softly, with a very exasperated tone. “Fuck.”
He felt his erection at its limit. Dripping, throbbing, demanding in the most aggressive way to be attended to.
Hyunjin could do anything. His long fingers were a delicious blessing, his thumb stimulating your clitoris while his ring and middle fingers reached perfectly into your entrance, beginning to tease you intensely, his fingers sliding smoothly into you. You whimpered even louder, your thighs trembling as Hyunjin reveled in the soft sensation of your insides.
You focused on the pleasure he was giving you, but part of you couldn’t help but shiver at Chan’s rough gasps behind you, almost as if he were whispering in your ear. Every part of you trembled with arousal; you were beginning to lose control.
You knew you loved the feeling... but it was just so overwhelming not to be in control of yourself, to know that at any moment you could collapse into his arms at the slightest touch. That’s how intense it felt.
You were so impatient with wanting even more action and pleasure; not that you were’'t satisfied with how exquisitely Hyunjin touched you, but you wanted to take things even further, because you knew you could, because you were aware that two very attractive and needy men were in that room, screaming for sex, their eyes shining at every little thing you did, surrendering to you. You knew things were going to get even more intense, so you wanted to enjoy the best of both of them, so greedily.
But you didn’t want to leave Hyunjin. You let him push you so close to a much-anticipated, mind-blowing orgasm as you tried to stand in front of him, but you were just so lustfully weak. You let him use your pussy, let his fingers explore inside you. You were so close that Hyunjin could feel your walls squeezing his digits; so he distanced himself a little from your breasts, just to appreciate your face receiving pleasure.
But you shuddered completely, your body trembling and your tits were sensitive, sweetly stimulated, freshly licked and sucked. You were holding back your orgasm, and he could tell, so a satisfied, smug smile spread across his face. You didn’t want to come yet... not simply surrendering to Hyunjin’s fingers and his caresses on your core... but you couldn’t stop thinking about how good they felt inside you. You still wanted to play around a little, but the sensation was simply too much. You had no choice but to whimper, begging... without knowing exactly why, since letting him stop touching you was not an option at all.
“Hyunjin, please, please...”
The pressure in your stomach increased. You could handle a couple of orgasms during the same act without any problem... but in your mind, deliciously, you want to build up your excitement more and more, no matter how painful it is. In that respect, you were so much like Chan. You love... that pleasurable pain of desperation from really good foreplay.
But Hyunjin was so kind to you, being his first time with you, trying you out, getting to know you. So if he felt your orgasm coming, then he should let you come... and not push your limits or deny you like Chan used to do.
“You like that?” he exhaled with a smile.
Your face and soft moans spoke for themselves.
“Yes—” you replied with some difficulty and took hold of the forearm whose fingers were fucking you. “But...” you made a slight effort to lean toward him and move closer to his ear, to whisper with a sultry voice, despite being almost at your limit. “W-we should let Chan join in... before I... come.”
A mischievous, wicked but lustful smile formed on Hyunjin’s attractive face as he heard you ask... for more. It excited him so much that you were enthusiastic about the idea of more and more pleasure.
Hyunjin withdrew his fingers and hand from your center, making you grunt at the feeling of emptiness, just when your body was splendidly tense. He appreciated the stickiness on his fingers, your lust exposed on him, and he was about to return to you when you quickly turned around, pressing your butt against his erection and looking at Chan.
Chan almost swallowed nervously when he felt both of your gazes on him. He knew you were going to approach him... but he didn’t know what you would do. At first, he was just there, moaning quietly, rubbing his erection and enjoying the show, thinking that you would really cum for Hyunjin, for him, for his fingers working on you; he was confused when he saw you whisper something to him and he stopped... but he knew, as soon as your excited, panting figures began to point toward him.
Chan bit his lip when he finally saw your bare breasts and your red face, your softly watery eyes, and your soft, exposed abdomen going in and out. He had had many opportunities to appreciate your naked body... but each time you simply took his breath away. His lustful gaze continued to descend on you... delighting in the sight of the fabric of your panties poorly positioned on your pussy, the fabric stuck between your folds. His cock throbbed at the thought and memory of your pussy, it had a serious effect on him just seeing you, and he thought how lucky those panties were to live between your delicious, juicy lips, heavenly, sweet, forbidden lips.
Hyunjin moaned as he felt the pressure of your body against his, and without hesitation, he returned to holding and massaging your breasts. He could appreciate your enthusiasm for Chan and, with his heart pounding wildly, Hyunjin had to admit that he was also eager for him... to know... and learn how his beloved superior handled sex.
“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” Hyunjin whispered hoarsely, his face caressed by your hair, reveling in its sweet scent and your closeness, your body exuding pleasure.
Nothing but lust and sex. That was all you could think about right now.
You let Hyunjin touch your breasts again, rubbing yourself against his incredibly large erection, and as you listened to his words and stared at Chan, you smiled mischievously.
Chan watched you approach as you took Hyunjin’s hands, guiding him toward him. Chan’s cock throbbed with a life of its own in his shorts as he had you both close by. You looked exquisite, full of lust and an adorable, naughty smirk on your face, and his friend... well, Chan always thought Hyunjin was a very attractive man, and not just because he was a member of his band or his friend; he also had to admit that his large erection intimidated him. It was obvious that Chan knew Hyunjin was well-endowed... but even so, he ended up impressing him in a very good way.
“Want to join us? A little help... with your situation?” you said, leaning toward him, both hands on the armrest of the chair, your face close to his.
Chan didn’t respond. He just breathed sharply and stared at you, a long, intense stare that you knew exactly what it meant, a hard stare studying your every move... that... he was slightly unwilling to play along and wanted you to beg him to touch you.
“Uh, tough crowd, I see,” you said in an amused tone, teasing him. “Fine. Then I guess you don’t mind if I have some fun with Hyunjin only for a little longer... I’ll sit here.”
You dropped yourself onto his erection without mercy. Chan whimpered as he felt your weight on his cock. It was exactly what he wanted... he wanted to see you being used by Hyunjin. The idea turned him on to levels he never thought or imagined possible.
Hyunjin watched the scene with amusement, your ass rubbing against him as you leaned over talking to Chan, and then he stood in front of you as soon as you sat down on his friend’s lap. But your actions were quick and clear; you pulled on Hyunjin’s belt, pulling him toward you, and began to remove it along with his pants and underwear, while at the same time you started to move your body on the erection of your dear friend with benefits; your throbbing center pressed deliciously against his desperate penis, your trembling hands working to undress Hyunjin from the lower half of his body.
Chan let you play with him, with his temperament and excitement. He didn’t touch you; he just growled and moaned, clutching the armrests of the chair tightly until his knuckles turned white and his lower lip burned with pain from biting it intensely.
On the other hand, Hyunjin let you touch him and perform the series of obscenities you had to do to him. As soon as you exposed his cock, he let out a low, trembling howl, muffled against his lewdly figure, and threw his head back in pleasure.
Your mouth salivated as soon as you saw his very tempting and flushed hard cock. So exquisite and eager for you to take it. Even Chan let out a soft gasp at the sight of his penis; he could tell you were enjoying it, your trembling body on top of him said it all.
“Mmm, fuck, Hyunjin, you have a big cock” you said, your thoughts speaking out loud while your eyes sparkled, increasing his ego.
You began to stroke his cock with your hand, pumping its entire length before taking it into your mouth and tasting it. Hyunjin gently grabbed your hair the moment your warm tongue touched his member. You were so excited that you started acting clumsily, unable to maintain a steady rhythm while teasing Chan and giving Hyunjin oral sex, yet still trying to keep him at bay, yet both men were enjoying you to the fullest.
You licked his cock, savoring it completely until your mouth could remember by its own his most exquisite taste and texture; in a few seconds you were already drooling, between your saliva and his precum, flooding the studio with Hyunjin’s whimpers and Chan’s sighs as he felt you grind his cock, making a mess in his shorts by your wey cunt. And, slowly and at your own pace, you began to suck him, so deliciously that if you continued like this, Chan was going to explode in orgasm and slight jealousy at seeing how much you were enjoying it. Taking him slowly, your head bobbing on him as you sucked him off, the sensation of his cock filling your mouth, almost thrusting it, practically fucking it. You couldn’t help but moan softly, choked on his dick.
“Hyunjin... wouldn’t you like to... try her? Like... eat her out?” Chan spoke for the first time in a long time, his voice trembling.
He said it because he wanted to see it. He would love to see it.
Hyunjin nodded, obeying Chan’s words without protest, so you had to stop, making your mouth feel so empty; you loved the warm, throbbing sensation of his penis filling your cavity.
“Come on, baby. Open your legs for Hyunjin,” he purred softly, peeking his face into the right side of your neck.
Chan finally touched you, and you moaned softly as you felt him. His body was warm despite the cold air conditioning surrounding the room. He positioned your body on his lap, pulling you closer to his chest so you could lean on him, and squeezed your thighs, indicating that you should obey him by opening your legs.
You did so, panting as you felt highly vulnerable. Chan gripped your thighs, holding them, and Hyunjin knelt in front of your pussy.
“I want you to try it for yourself. Fuck, look how soaked she is...” Chan murmured to Hyunjin, low and aroused, pulling aside the fabric of your panties and running his long fingers over your cunt, until he subtly slipped two fingers inside you. You sighed in surprise, your body tensing with excitement. “She’s beautiful,” he whispered, consumed by the soft, slippery sensation of your intimate area. “Let Hyunjin know how much you love to get your pussy eaten, baby girl,” he whispered dirty in your ear.
Hyunjin watched you, so vulnerable and submissive, almost naked on his friend’s lap, who held your thighs, squeezing them tightly, and then you... panting over his touch. Chan grabbed your thigh again, letting Hyunjin do his thing; so he finished undressing you, with Chan’s help, Hyunjin slid your panties down your thighs.
And there you were, panting, showing him your glossy pussy, used, prepared, and gently twitching. You felt taken and helpless, you loved the feeling, and you had no choice but to enjoy it. Hyunjin smirked weakly, nervous and excited, not believing that his perfect, delicious meal that hot afternoon in the studio in Seoul would be your tempting pussy.
Hyunjin did it again at his own pace. This time, it was you who held on tightly to the armrest, tense. He started kissing the inside of your thighs, gently tickling your clit with one finger and appreciating your exposed femininity, so well displayed that Hyunjin could paint the erotic image he was witnessing. He appreciated all of your anatomy and then raised his gaze to admire your face, his favorite part. He spread your folds, placing his long fingers on either side of your skin, and gave his first lick, his flat and warm tongue over your vulva, causing you to release a ragged whimper.
He licked you a couple more times, slowly and deeply, just to see your reaction and your uncontrollable need to move your legs, but Chan held you tightly, keeping them still. He smiled, his tongue in your pussy and looking at you, and, satisfied with his effect on you, he began to eat your pussy with a gentle hunger that pushed you to the limit, your eyes rolling back, whimpers you tried to control, pressing and biting your lips hard, resulting in the most exquisites “Mmm” for those excited men, your thighs trembling, your muscles seeking release somehow.
Chan saw the image of Hyunjin devouring your pussy, and it gave him so much pleasure; his breathing became hitched, and it made him feel so needy. For a moment, he thought he would invite Hyunjin more often, just to watch the two of you fuck. The image was delicious. You writhed on Chan’s body, sighing and panting, and Hyunjin... just kept going, reveling in you.
You stroked Hyunjin’s hair as he did the deed. You were so wet that the sound of your pussy combined with Hyunjin’s delicious saliva was audibly present. Hyunjin sucked your clit, staying there, torturing you just enough to drive you a little crazy, then moved his mouth down to your labia and entrance, slurping, nibbling, and licking. His pillowy lips were heavenly, his tongue ruthless and agile. You were so close again that the two of them could feel it.
“Mmm, fuck, she’s so fucking good—” Hyunjin hissed, still deep into your core, his constant sucking muffling the comment. “I can’t believe you had her all to yourself, Chan.”
Hyunjin felt his cock ache, suffocated by all the pent-up arousal. And Chan was in the same situation. Chan breathed deeply, close to you. You were so deliciously overwhelmed by all the sensations... that suddenly you remembered him. You turned to look at him and sought his lips, cupping his manly face with your right hand, and you kissed dirty, so deep and passionate, with agitated breaths and trembling tongues involved, so desperate for each other. Chan released your thighs and began to stimulate your breasts and nipples as you continued to kiss, this time more calmly, but with the same intensity as the first kiss.
But once again... you felt closer and closer. Chan’s hands were very different from Hyunjin’s on your breasts; both felt marvelous, but his tongue was certainly splendid on you. You felt so touched. So well taken. Perfectly overstimulated.
Hyunjin picked up an unexpected pace as soon as he could feel your orgasm coming, so he sped things up, fucking you deeply with his tongue, genuinely tasting you. You whimpered, first on Chan’s lips, but the sensation was so intense that you had to pull away from him a little, and your legs almost closed reflexively, but Chan retook one of your thighs.
You saw that attractive man with short dark hair lost in your core, striving for your sweetest orgasm, masturbating himself violently, yet matching the delicate and voracious movements of his mouth. Still, you wanted more; you were blinded by it. You sought Chan’s lips again, but he instead took your face roughly, squeezing your cheeks, turning it back to the front.
“Look at Hyunjin while he eats your pussy, princess, look at how carefully he’s doing it for you, enjoy it,” he said. Hyunjin heard and looked up, smiling. You were desperate and breathless, your legs still somewhat restless; the position was uncomfortable, and you were under a lot of tension, but Hyunjin took hold of your other thigh. “Open your legs wide, stay still. Good girl. You can take it, I know,” Chan whispered softly.
He let go of your face and abruptly returned to fondling your tits, pinching your nipples, and squeezing your breasts.
But it was too much. Your eyes watered again, you were so ready for your release... but somehow, you were still waiting for Chan’s permission, because it was the dirty game you loved to play. After all, you wanted him to be more dominant over you right now, heightening the sensation of your orgasm.
Chan saw you struggling, and to be honest, he could speak for both Hyunjin and himself, who was in the same situation. The pleasure had been prolonged in such a delicious, yet certainly painful way.
It was time for you to finally get properly fucked. Your cunt filled with a cock as you eagerly and much pleaded, like the little slut you were behaving for the very first moment with them. Or so thought Chan. So he said:
“Mmm, Hyunjin, why don’t you fuck her already?” he suggested, still seriously aroused. Hyunjin looked up. “You want Hyunjin to fuck you, huh, isn’t that right, my sweet princess?” he said to you tenderly.
Chan was practically directing the whole thing subtly and indirectly. You nodded submissively. You had no problem reaching orgasm with his delicious mouth, but you definitely needed your pussy stuffed by something bigger; you had been almost begging for it since the beginning.
Hyunjin obeyed instantly, standing up, and you moaned softly at the sensation of his mouth leaving you. He had never been so excited to follow an order from Chan as he felt now. He would fuck you with rather pleasure.
Chan let go of you and gently pushed your body, indicating that you should stand up. You did so with some difficulty, still feeling somewhat weak after the two intense sensations you had experienced.
“Turn her around. Let me see her face when you fuck her,” he whispered, shifting his body in the chair.
Hyunjin did as he was told again, gently taking your arm and turning you around. You were trembling at the thought. Hyunjin placed his hand on your back, caressing it and making you arch your back. You held onto Chan’s thighs, looking at him with teary, pleading eyes.
The logical part of Hyunjin thought about using a condom, but his wild desire prevailed, and he took his stiff, sensitive cock, moistened its tip between your slick folds, and entered you with a gentle, calculated thrust, pushing in inch by inch, leaving you breathless. You whimpered at the sensation of your throbbing sex joining with his, adapting to his size. And he let out a broken moan, so fucking hot it made Chan shiver, it was just the kind of sexy, captivating sound he had been looking for in Hyunjin from the beginning.
His cock felt so welcome yet suffocated in your tight insides. It was paradise itself; Chan could tell his friend felt it too. That once he tasted you, it was hard to get out of there. Chan was the living example, a long history of sexual encounters with you and around 21 songs about sex and connection written for you, about you, about you two, about what he felt.
His hard flesh filling you completely drove you sweetly crazy, but as soon as he started fucking you, it was your total undoing. Hyunjin moved, taking you by the hips, penetrating you slowly and deeply, hitting your cervix, moving every part of you, thrust after thrust, banging his pelvis against your skin. Hyunjin slid every inch into you, tearing you apart so pleasantly, you whimpered and cried louder. He wanted to make sure you felt it.
Chan licked his lips, reveling in the sight of you receiving pleasure, being torn apart; your tits moving to the abrupt pounding of Hyunjin in your pussy; he could see a little of Hyujin’s penis piercing you and going deep inside you, but certainly the image was very present in his head, of your pussy being used.
Little by little, you began to lose control. You were savoring your orgasm again.
“What is it, baby? Is Hyunjin too big for you? C’mon, you can take him.” Chan moved a little closer to you and commented, clearly amused by your little tears and constant moans escaping from you. “How does it feel, princess? You like Hyunjin fucking you, huh?”
You nodded weakly. You were out of breath. Still, Hyunjin wasn’t half as aggressive as Chan used to be with you when he fucked you hard. His thrusts were precise, long-lasting, with an exquisite back-and-forth motion. It was his steady rhythm and size that broke you; he was so careful.
Hyunjin grabbed your abdomen, lifting your body and pressing your naked figure against him, penetrating you deeply, stirring your guts. He was panting, right at the peak of his sexual desire, enjoying you. He massaged your breasts while continuing to fuck you nonstop while giving you hot kisses in your neck and shoulders, his deep breathing and sizzling grunts pressed against your skin, and your whimpers were more than sweet motivation for him...
And for Chan, who was completely turned on and overwhelmed, finally released his cock and masturbated delicately, letting out grunt after grunt; he was so sensitive. Hyunjin looked at his friend’s cock, also impressed in a very good way. It was obvious then why you were with him. Hyunjin knew that he gave you the most magnificent sex and... it was Bang Chan, how could you not be obsessed, even.
You bit your lip at the sight of Chan’s large, attractive hand touching himself, running his hand up and down the entire length of his rigid shaft. You loved Hyunjin fucking you, but just seeing Chan like that, so hard and needy, made you need him too.
So you did what you knew he hated and turned him on at the same time, teasing him, speaking mockingly, still subtly gasping and out of breath because of Hyunjin’s constant pounding.
“So... Chan. Are you just going to sit there, watching? Are you going to cum just by jerking off...? Aren’t you going to join in? Oh, look at you, touching yourself, like a guilty porn addict, your poor little thing—”
Chan stood up abruptly, somewhere between annoyed and excited... at first, the tone of your voice excited him so much that it made his cock tremble, but your comments escalating more and more into gentle degradation wasn’t what he was looking for, not right now.
His abrupt movement impressed both Hyunjin and you, yet he didn’t stop penetrating you. Chan had a plan: to fuck you until you were exhausted, almost unable to continue, filled with Hyunjin’s cum. He planned to leave you used and say proudly that now it was his turn to fuck you and he was going to tear you apart even harder, but no... you had to change his plans with that arrogant tone of yours, talking to him like that.
Besides, it was more than obvious, he could hardly resist any longer, he wanted his cock rubbed and used by you, into you.
Chan approached you, his clean hand taking your face with a gentle aggressiveness that made you know what was coming next, your pussy throbbing and your nipples hardening at the thought that you might have both handsome men at the same time. You wanted to smile, but Hyunjin’s constant movement inside you stopped you; you were still panting. His hand took part of your cheek, and his fingers tangled a little in your hair, pulling it enough to mark the obvious dominance and authority he needed during sex, when it was dirty and unrestrained. Just like the three of you were experiencing.
You looked into his dark eyes, full of something mischievous that intimidated you and turned you on irrevocably.
Chan spoke, sharp, cold, and annoyed, pulling your hair harder.
“You dirty little slut, you don’t know how to shut the fuck up and just be grateful and enjoy, do you? Even with your pussy full of cock, you want more?” Chan spoke so despotically that it made Hyunjin shudder. It was a tone of Chan’s that he had only heard a few times, maybe three or four times, back when they were trainees and newly debuted, when he really scolded them harshly. Hyunjin saw how Chan grabbed your shoulders, pulling your torso to control you, so he let go of you, understanding that he was about to join in, to make the situation a real threesome. You arched your back again, held onto Chan’s thighs, and ended up with your face grazing his erection. He took it and directed it roughly to your lips. “Then here, take it. I need to put my cock in your dirty mouth so you’ll stop talking and saying bullshit, isn’t that right, you little cunt? Open your mouth. Now.”
Hyunjin fucked you more gently, slightly lost in the situation... seeing Chan in his dominant nature during sex. You raised your gaze to Chan, your eyes shining, your look submissive as your lips touched his hot glans... it was everything you wanted. Both of them at the same time. Sexual desire caught you again with more intensity; you stuck out your tongue, just to feel his shaft on it. Chan slapped your tongue a bit with his cock and then pushed it into your mouth without further warning.
At first, you choked a little; your jaw was adjusting to the large intruder entering your mouth. Chan threw his head back, sighing in relief as he pulled your hair and began to move inside you, reveling in the sensation of your cavity enveloping his very flushed and needy sex, your lips around his circumference, a little roughness from your teeth, your palate, your restless tongue, and the soft, warm, and wet cheek lining.
Initially, he did it slowly, with a little consideration, just three slow, long thrusts, pumping his cock, sliding into you, from his glans, until it reached the limit of its length in your cavity without entering your throat. He did it to prepare himself, leaving you drooling and tired, but soon and spontaneously, he changed the rhythm, thrusting hard, fast, hitting your oropharynx, making you cry instantly, your hands clinging tightly to his thighs. You were making a mess, dripping from every possible way out of you.
Hyunjin cleared his throat, watching with guilty arousal and some intimidation at how hard you were struggling to keep up with Chan’s pace in your cavity. You looked like you were suffering, but at the same time so pleased, you were. Still, Hyunjin somewhat shyly commented:
“Hmm, don’t you think you should be a little gentler with her?”
Chan pulled your hair harder and smiled broadly, enjoying the sight of your completely devastated face, your eyes and nose running, your eyebrows tense, and your gaze seeking mercy. It was just the way you liked it.
“That’s how she likes it, rough,” he sounded more proud. “Isn’t that right, sweetie? You want Hyunjin to go faster, too, right?”
Chan took your cock out of your mouth for a moment so you could catch your breath. You inhaled deeply and nodded at his question.
“Yes,” you replied weakly and breathlessly.
You needed that.
That little bit was enough to change Hyunjin’s perspective. He wanted to try it, to fuck you so hard, to use his cock on you more for his own pleasure than yours... but he was a little indecisive, until that little confirmation gave him access to being that dominant person, whose energy his friend radiated.
You whimpered as soon as you felt Hyunjin’s large hands hold your hips more tightly and thus control your body more roughly. This time, he was fucking you exactly hard, destroying you, hitting a very sweet spot in you that made you lose control completely, making you tremble and so close to your orgasm.
And, amid the intense pleasure, Chan put his cock back in your mouth, fucking you with exactly the same brutal and wild movement as Hyunjin in your pussy. You endured it for a while, but tears fell from your cheeks more consistently. You never thought you would feel so exquisitely suffocated, so full, so used in search of their pleasure, like a real, flesh-and-blood fuck toy.
The studio that a few minutes ago was filled with music, talent, and two very creative minds... was now filled with your muffled cries on their cocks, the sound of the mess of fluids, both Chan’s and Hyunjin’s, against your mouth and pussy, and the violent way your skin collided with skin as you were fucked so hard; so now those two brilliant minds worked together to tear you apart, to push you to the limit and thus completely melt you away, releasing all the tension in your body that you were struggling so hard with. You came intensely on Hyunjin’s cock, making every inch of your being tremble. Hyunjin was sweating slightly; he slowed his thrusts, making them sloppy and careless once he felt your walls squeeze his cock, practically milking him, and he came inside you. He continued to penetrate you as his orgasm washed over him, his cock twitching, releasing every drop into you, as he let out that same incomparable hot sound of feral panting and whimpering he had previously accomplished.
And the moment Hyunjin finished his panting orgasm inside you, Chan was quick to follow suit; his semen shooting into your mouth and filling you completely. He pulled his still-twitching cock out of you and deposited shots of his cum around your lips with burning pride, lips which were already dripping with it, and you were beginning to swallow.
It was intense, and you were so tired. Just as Chan predicted. Everything about you was still throbbing, and your heart was out of your chest.
As soon as Hyunjin pulled out of you, gasping, Chan manipulated your body with ease, supporting your weakness, yet still keeping you arched. He positioned himself behind you and said in a hoarse voice:
“I have to see that pretty pussy dripping.”
Oh, he loves to do that. You thought, apparently, that now he loved to see it when it wasn’t just his cum filling you up. And he did it at just the right moment, as your walls continued to quiver from your most recent orgasm, struggling to return you to tranquility again, and just then, you moaned softly as you felt the tempting way your vagina slowly, tentatively, and involuntarily expelled that white liquid mixed with your fluids, leaving you dripping. It was humiliating and hot, but it satisfied more than one man. Hyunjin also looked at his work of art with pride. Both would swear that their penises throbbed again at such a dirty scene.
Chan manipulated your body again, this time taking your face and pressing your back against his chest. With one finger, he deftly wiped your chin and lips of his cum and inserted that finger into your mouth for you to suck.
“Look how beautiful she is, freshly fucked,” he said, proud.
Hyunjin smiled, breathing heavily and noticing the admiration with which Chan looked at you.
You weren’t just his sexual muse. You were his in every way.
In that studio, which at first was filled with implicit sexual energy, behind daring lyrics and clever wordplay, now enveloped in something merely explicit. So dirty and difficult to digest, yet above all, extremely pleasurable. It became sexy, obscene, and explicit.