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A slut. You've been called that many times before, mainly by guys you've stopped fucking and the women who felt threatened in some way, like your sexual prowess had anything to do with them and the guy they wanted to be with.
It used to hurt, knowing that someone who enjoyed having sex with you was suddenly spreading rumors and telling people you're easy, it really did. You felt used and betrayed after the whole thing would blow up, yet you'd go through all of it again. And then, you realized there's absolutely nothing wrong with you—you just love sex. It’s just that some people feel better about themselves when they look down on others for loving it as much as you do. Granted, they'd be the first to jump at a given opportunity, but you've gotten tired of pointing that out. Through the years, you've learned to just admit that you enjoy every second you spend having sex.
Most people say that and then have boring sex once or twice a month when they find the time. Not you. You mean what you say. There’s probably something wrong with you. In fact, there is definitely something wrong with you. Your therapist thinks it’s some childhood stuff that makes you seek something that you can never find, your friends think you just need to meet the right guy who you'll want to settle down with, but you don’t agree—why settle down when you could just keep getting your needs met, keep trying new things and have new, exciting partners? Half of the excitement is in that element of the unfamiliar. The point of dating is getting to know each other better, which takes away the mystery of it all.
So, you always look for more—you want to try more, see more, touch more, feel more. The more, the better. When you meet two very attractive men at the club on a random night, you decide you want them. The two seem surprised by how easy it seems—they don’t have to put in that much effort to get you back to their place, don’t have to promise you anything or lie to you, don't have to try to impress you; you’re just ready to leave with both of them. Why would you not be? They're both charming, attractive, and can keep a conversation—what more do you need?
The sex you have with Minho and Jisung is perfect, and it seems like they’ve done this together many times before. There is a sense of familiarity between them, and it helps you relax even more than you usually would with two complete strangers. After a night of great sex, you go home, wondering when you are going to experience something as fun as that again, mostly because the threesomes you have are usually awkward unless they're a regular thing with guys you already know.
And then, it happens again.
“Ride it just like that,” Jisung hums, his hands behind his head as he rests on the bed and lets you ride his cock. You’ve been at it for a while now, but you’re too lost in the heat of the moment to care about anything, let alone the audience you have, the audience that looks like they are about to join any second now. “You love dick, don’t you?”
Nothing about his voice or tone or expression says Jisung is trying to shame you, but you decide to tease regardless. “Have a problem with that, handsome?”
The man under you chuckles, color flushing his cheeks. “Not at all. Like seeing it.”
“Yeah, I bet,” you say, planting your feet on the bed so you can start moving your hips up and down. Your bodies meeting makes the loudest, most lascivious sounds that fill the already full bedroom of his house. Your hands hold onto his firm chest, and you find it hard to stop staring. You've fucked Jisung a couple of times already and you're still not tired of him—he's doing something right. “I’d enjoy it too if I were in your place… Just lying there, getting what you want.”
Jisung laughs and moves his hands to your body, grabbing your tits. “I did offer. Besides, careful what you wish for, babe… One of these guys might just give it to you.”
When he mentions the other men in the room, you look at the one sitting on the bed right next to you two, Changbin. He looks like someone who won’t let you take the lead like Jisung does, especially not in front of so many men. In fact, he’s the one who’s been jerking off since this whole thing started, just gently tugging at his cock while he watches you ride his friend. Shameless—exactly your type of man.
“What are you looking at me for?” he asks cockily, giving you a smirk that makes you stop moving for a second. The tone he uses is playful, and you like the kind of energy he brings to the bedroom. You can definitely see him as the type of guy who drags you to the back alley and begs you to put out, assuring you that no one's gonna see, babe, and because he's so confident, you can see yourself letting him do it and enjoying every second of it.
Deciding to match his energy, you respond, “Just wondering when you’re gonna put that dick in my mouth.” Changbin is definitely shocked by your response, you can tell by the way he freezes in place and looks at you questioningly.
That’s one of the things you enjoy the most—watching men stare at you in awe when you say something unexpected and dirty. You’re sure most of them are used to nice girls, and there’s nothing wrong with that. It just leaves them unprepared for someone who's not afraid to ask for the things they want, even if they’re sexual, and that's all you do. Life's too short to have mediocre sex and keep your mouth shut about it so mediocre men wouldn’t get their little egos hurt.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he finally says something, pretending he wasn’t surprised by someone being that open.
Minho, who's sitting on the edge of the bed, snickers from behind you, so you turn your head over your left shoulder to sneak a glance at him. He’s sitting in his boxers, staring at your ass as you ride Jisung. It's a scene he's witnessed a couple of times before, yet he's staring as if it were the first.
When your gazes meet, Minho grins. “Enjoying yourself?” he asks, even though he has to know you are. He should know you by now. “Sure looks like it, with the way you’re riding him.”
“Oh, yes,” you agree with a nod, easing yourself onto Jisung’s cock slowly, making the man grunt and squeeze your tits harder. “Why aren’t you?”
He seems to be the only one who’s not touching himself in one way or another, which is what you’re referring to. Since this whole thing—letting their friends fuck you or, better yet, letting you fuck their friends—was Minho’s idea, you're surprised he's not halfway to an orgasm right now. After all, he’s getting what he wants.
Minho simply scoffs. “Why would I touch myself when you’re going to do it for me?”
“Mhm,” you hum, “you’re right.” Another man to your taste, but you already knew that—that’s why you went home with him and Jisung back then.
“Don’t want to spoil it,” he says and looks down at your ass again. “Now, I know that’s not the fastest you can go. I’ve seen your hips move way faster before…”
You chuckle and place your knees on the bed again, palms next to Jisung’s shoulders while still looking at Minho and slowly rolling your hips. “You just want to watch me from behind.”
“Because you ride dick so well,” Jisung tells you, his hands sliding down to your ass, giving it a grab. “If you keep going like that, I’ll blow.”
“Can’t blame him,” the man sitting on the chair on your right adds, so you turn to look at him.
He’s been naked for a while now, clearly very proud of his firm body, of the thick cock he’s not touching at the moment as it rests on his toned lower stomach. His hand is playing with his balls, rolling them around his palm, and you wonder what kind of noise he’d make if you took both of them in your mouth and sucked. You find manspreading so gross and obnoxious when not done by a naked attractive guy with a really nice dick. This guy makes it look hot, makes you want to walk over there and straddle his spread thick thighs, ride him until he whines for you.
He continues, eyes glued to your ass, “It’s a great sight.”
“Oh, so you and Minho are definitely down for doggy style, Chan,” you say, hoping they are. The idea of these two guys taking you roughly from behind makes you ride their friend faster. You do that in the rhythm of the music that’s still blasting from the other room, focusing on making it feel nice for him.
While you’re too busy talking to his friends, Jisung moves in close so he can suck on your neck and grope your ass. This is exactly the type of attention you crave, and you're sure your therapist will definitely have fun analyzing why, but there's nothing that could feel better than riding a hard dick as the guy kisses and caresses you while his seven friends practically jerk themselves off to the sight, getting ready to fuck you.
“And you?”
You’re asking Jeongin, the one who’s sitting further down and touching himself sheepishly. When you look at him, the man smiles and looks down at his thighs. “I— Uh, whatever,” he mumbles, looking around the room in shame as his friends chuckle. “I will... “
“Hm, shy,” you giggle and turn to face Jisung, who’s grunting beneath you, kneading your ass as you ride him, “I like that.”
“Yeah, figured you’d prefer them shy.”
“Gonna love Felix then,” the tall blonde who's standing next to the bed and occasionally touching his cock says, referring to the guy right next to him with his hand down his pants, clearly not comfortable enough to take his dick out—not yet.
For this reason, you check him out from head to toe, clenching around Jisung on purpose. “Oh, I bet,” you hum and start moving as fast as you can, wanting to put on a show for them. “He’s cute.”
“God, what an ass,” Seungmin praises you from somewhere behind, and you wonder if his fingers are wrapped around his cock as he watches you fuck his friend, whose moaning is just getting louder and louder.
You've already made out with Seungmin earlier when he realized you're Jisung and Minho's friend who is down to have fun with them tonight. In fact, he's the one who approached you first and told you he can't wait to have fun, which is what led to you two kissing like two horny teenagers. “Volunteering for doggy style, too?”
Seungmin chuckles. “Reverse cowgirl. Make you work for it.”
You laugh at that, even though his words send shivers down your spine. You really wish Seungmin would. Since you’re not on top of him right now, you’ll have to do the best you can from this position and put on a show.
Your hips roll faster than before, eliciting guttural moans from Jisung, who seems to be enjoying every second of this. For some reason, you thought he’d be a bit shy about fucking around so many people, but he managed to surprise you. So, you reward him and all the men in the room by moving rhythmically and moaning as seductively as you can. He’s still very hard inside of you and you focus on that feeling instead of all the sounds the men around you are making, all the dicks in your peripheral vision, all the possibilities…
The man under you moans and nods over and over again as he watches your body move on top of his, your cunt wrapping around him deliciously. “Fuck, I will—” You can tell he’s close without him having to say it—he’s predictable, loses all sense of control and coherent thought when he feels that good sort of tightening in his belly.
“Give it to me,” you hiss at Jisung, which makes him whine and grab your waist. “Want to feel you.”
He doesn't even warn you before he shoots his load, so you punish him by moving away mid-orgasm, right in the middle of a really whiny moan, right when he’s going through sweet release, you move away. Jisung’s cock lands on his firm abs with a loud, wet thud. Some of his cum squirts out of you and onto his stomach, over his still-hard cock that’s pumping cum onto his skin. “Fuck, that's so unfair—”
His whining is interrupted by Chan, whose weight you feel shifting on the bed. You didn’t even notice him getting up and walking over to the bed. He crawls up behind you and places his hand on your hip, keeping your body in place, hovering over Jisung’s legs.
“My turn,” he announces in a whisper, one that makes you clench. You like men who take action instead of sitting there waiting for you to make the first move. Chan probes your entrance with his cockhead, as if he's checking if you can take him.
“It's okay, big boy, I've had bigger,” you hum teasingly, watching Jisung’s pout turn into a smirk at your teasing. He’s clearly gotten over his ruined orgasm the second he’s heard you teasing his friend.
“Suit yourself, gorgeous.” It's then that Chan shoves his cock all the way inside you, burying himself into you up to the hilt. It doesn’t exactly slide right in, but it gets there, and the stinging just turns you on.
You both groan at the sensation of his cock pushing between your swollen walls, still smeared with Jisung’s warm cum. He is still under you, panting, staring at you taking his friend’s cock from behind while you’re both practically straddling his legs.
“So fucking tight,” Chan informs you, which makes you chuckle. You can hear the tremble in his voice and it sounds like he’s trying not to moan or show you just how much he likes it, which is another turn-on. Making big, strong men like him beg for you is always rewarding.
You tongue your cheek and hiss, “I know.” You wish you were facing Chan so you could see his face as he tries to move his cock with your walls wrapped around it tightly. It must feel like a huge relief—getting to stick his dick into something this tight and warm and nice, you’re sure.
Minho laughs at your teasing and crawls over, gently shoving Jisung to the side. “You’ve had your turn,” he says, motioning for his friend to move away so he can take his place.
“When will it be my turn?” Changbin mutters from the side, and you can't resist reaching out for him and cupping his chin as you chuckle.
He’s similar to Jisung, you make a mental note to yourself—thinks he’s all that but just likes to whine and get taken care of. He could have been proactive like Chan and just gotten on the bed behind you, deciding to take you right here and now, but he didn’t, so he has no one to blame but himself.
“You'll get yours,” you whisper, hand still on his face. Changbin gulps and looks at your lips, and you wonder if he’s going to kiss you right now, while his friend’s dick is in you, while his other friend is moving away so another one can lie down under you.
“Let her get hers first, damn,” Chan hisses from behind you, big hands securely holding your hips as he starts to move in and out. Languid thrusts do it for you in this case because he is big, but that isn't exactly a problem—you’ll get used to the feeling and enjoy every second of it. His hands slide up your body and grab your tits before sliding back down and taking hold of your hips. “Stop bickering.”
You think it’s hot how everyone in the room falls silent when Chan raises his voice, albeit slightly. He’s big and strong and exudes authority, which always gets you going. A guy like Chan bossing you around, making you do things to him, making you beg for it? You can definitely see it happening and you can see yourself enjoying it fully. Sadly, it probably won’t happen tonight, not with this big of an audience.
While this is happening on your right, Jisung manages to move away from where he was lying under you and just lies on the other side of the bed, staring at you, enjoying the show. Minho throws the cushion to the side and sits in its place, firm thighs instantly spreading wide, showing you exactly where he wants you.
“Get yours, then,” he tells you with a smirk you just can't resist, so you stick your ass out even further for Chan’s enjoyment and lean in just enough to take Minho’s cock into your mouth, wrap your lips around it and start licking its underside.
Both of the men grunt at this and even Changbin hisses, forgetting he was just complaining about not being the center of attention, which is something you can definitely relate to.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Hyunjin joins in from behind, and you can hear how fast his fist is sliding up and down his cock. They all seem entranced by the sight of you taking two dicks. Good. That’s exactly where you want them—staring and enjoying.
Chan’s fingers dig into your waist. “Faster?” he checks, and you nod, humming around Minho’s cock. He, on the other hand, leans back and just places his hand on your head, pushing it further down, wanting you to take more of his cock. He knows you can take it, so you don’t mind.
“This was such a good idea, Minho,” Chan tells him from behind you, starting to move so fast you think you’ll choke on his friend’s cock. He’s big and thick but moves with precision, never too much. “Your friend here has such a nice pussy… Takes dick well.”
“Best idea ever,” Seungmin adds, sitting on the bed somewhere behind you. You feel his hand slide up and down your thigh from the front. “We need to party like this more often.”
You chuckle with your mouth full and look up at Minho, who grins. “She seems to agree.”
“You three need to relax, though,” Jisung says, shooting a glance in the other direction, towards Hyunjin, Felix, and Jeongin. You’d turn around to look at them, but you don’t want to let go of Minho’s cock. He’s always so confident and cocky that you just want to drive him crazy with your mouth.
“Yeah, rela—” Minho grunts all of a sudden when you start sucking. He looks down at you with a cocked eyebrow and hisses. “Don’t make me fuck your throat. I’ll make a mess out of your mouth and you still have so many guys to kiss. You want to be a good girl and make all of them feel nice, right?”
You laugh again, walls clenching around Chan. “Threats make you clench, huh?” he asks and smacks your ass. “I bet we could turn her into a real good girl by making good on a threat or two…”
God, you could have so much fun with Chan one-on-one, when you could focus solely on him and what he’s saying and doing, when you could provoke him and make him snap at you, make him take you roughly and show you just why everyone is so quick to bend to his will.
“Let’s make good on this one,” Minho says with a shrug, and the two start moving fast at the same time.
For a while, you just zone out and enjoy it, relax your jaw and pussy as much as you can. That way, the two men can just sway their hips and give you their dicks without hurting you. They’re good at that and there’s no pain at all, except when Chan smacks your ass, albeit not too hard. He just does it over and over again until it starts to sting. When he feels you pulling away, Chan massages the sore area. “Too much? Let me make it up to you.”
With that, he sets a different pace, a slower one, the kind that lets you feel his cock rub against your walls until he’s fully buried inside of you. It’s less rough than earlier, but that suits you, so you keep moaning in response, wanting Chan to know you approve of it, which is hard to verbalize with Minho’s dick in your mouth.
“Sounds so good,” you hear Felix mumble, his low voice impossible to miss despite the moaning and groaning.
Your eyes water with tears when Minho’s dick enters your throat even further, but you don’t give up or pull away. If you did that, he wouldn’t mind—he’d take it easy or let you take the lead. But, you want to make him crumble. So, you focus on moaning and on the feeling of Chan’s thick cock inside you, rubbing against your walls, the silky tip brushing against your g-spot with every thrust. It goes on for a long while, both of them moving their hips, their hands on your body, gripping it tight.
“Shit, I’ll blow soon,” the man behind you finally says something, and it makes you chuckle.
You let Minho’s cock fall out of your mouth. “Do it, show me what you’ve got,” you say while staring right into Minho’s eyes. He starts jerking himself off with one hand, keeping the other one on your cheek as Chan speeds his movements up.
A couple of hard thrusts later, he’s coming inside of you and biting down on your shoulders, his body pressed into yours from behind, breathing getting heavy. You feel your walls get warmer, feel the cum already starting to seep out, even though he’s still fucking into you.
“Come over here quickly,” Minho hisses, and you know exactly what that means.
So, you wiggle your hips to make Chan pull out and then move forward on your knees until you’re positioned right over Minho’s crotch. He impales you on his cock without a word and comes with his dick buried deep inside of you without a warning. Wanting to punish him for it like you did Jisung, you try to pull away, but Minho wraps both his arms around you and pulls you into his chest.
“No, no, don’t run away,” he mumbles and kisses you slowly, gently, as if he’s not shooting cum into you as he speaks. Because he’s acting so sweet, you have no choice but to stay there and kiss him back, let him caress you. “Good girl, take all of it, just like that… Mhm, squeeze again…”
“God,” Changbin mutters and kicks his head back, letting go of his cock for a second. He’s definitely close too, but you’re not surprised considering he’s been touching himself throughout this whole thing.
“Wanna come in me that bad?” you ask Changbin with a smirk, which makes him shake his head. He’s looking at you while Minho kisses the side of your neck, while you roll your hips against him, even though he’s already given you all the cum he has.
Changbin tongues his cheek and cocks his head to the side “You’ll see how much.” When he says that, he drags his fingers down his cock, wrapping them around the base, showing you just how ready he is to fuck you.
“Can’t wait.”
“Want to fuck you,” Minho mutters, clearly upset over coming from this instead of waiting and getting to have his way with you. But, he had you more than a couple of times already, and you’re sure you two will continue having fun even after tonight, so you don’t console him.
Instead, you pat his cheeks as you push yourself off his lap, enjoying the way his and Chan’s cum trickles down and lands on his thighs. “You next,” you say as you get off Minho, who smacks your ass when you do. Jisung does the same, chuckling when you shoot him a glance. Instead of turning to Changbin, as he expected, you walk over to Jeongin, who is still sitting in that chair all the way back. “If I don’t come to you, you’re never going to come to me.”
He seems flustered when you slide onto his lap and straddle him, planting both feet on the floor. Your hands wrap around his shoulders and you pull him in for a kiss. He’s a cautious kisser—instead of going all in and using tongue from the very first second, he pecks you and leans into it, letting you set the tone. You two kiss for a while but don’t get close to using tongue. You can feel Jeongin is not relaxed, so you don’t want to push anything.
“Pretend they’re not here,” you whisper, and he gulps before nodding. “Good. Want me to touch you, suck you, fuck you?”
He's overwhelmed, big-doe eyes staring at you and then behind your shoulder, at the seven guys who are probably watching the two of you, waiting for the fun to start. You lean in and whisper, “You don't want to do this?”
Jeongin’s breath shakes when he exhales and then gulps. “I want to, but—” He clears his throat again, and you know what he means.
The guy wants to fuck, he's hard and he's gripping your thighs in a way that helps you understand just how horny he is, but he doesn't want people to stare at him while he does it. That's fine—most people don't like that kind of attention. You didn’t like it yourself until you grew more confident and something like this would have been your worst nightmare back then.
“No hard feelings,” you say and gently pat his shoulders before pushing yourself off of him. “Maybe later.”
Jeongin nods thankfully and you shoot Minho a menacing glare. It was his idea, so he should have brought guys who really wanted it, guys who wouldn’t freak out—not that you mind. You’re hoping Jeongin will change his mind later because he seems to be gentle and is a good kisser, even without tongue, so God knows what he’s like when he’s relaxed. Even if that doesn’t happen tonight, you hope he’ll at least have fun watching.
Someone walks up from behind you and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his frame. “Is it my turn yet? You left me hard back there.”
You laugh and sneak your hand between your bodies, grabbing Seungmin’s cock. He is right, you did leave him high and dry back at the party after your little make-out session, mostly because it was fun to watch him pout after you squeezed his cock and walked away. “How do you want it? Reverse cowgirl?” you tease, rubbing your ass against his crotch.
“God—” Seungmin exhales loudly and pulls you in closer, his mouth pressing into the back of your neck for a second. “I have a better idea now. Get on the table.”
You have a pep in your step as you make your way over to the table and get up on it, sitting before you let your back rest against the cold surface. Seungmin follows you instantly, sticking his dick in you without a hitch, hands grabbing your legs and keeping them in the air. “Good?”
“Perfect. Now show me what you wanted to give me back there.”
The other guys follow you two, at least some of them. Minho and Jisung continue lying on the bed, knowing you’re going to stay the night, which means they’ll definitely get to have you again. Minho is trying to wipe the cum off his thick thighs using some kind of a rag, and Jisung is just enjoying the view, looking forward to later. That’s what you three agreed on—you’d come to the party, meet some of their friends who have expressed interest in doing this tonight, and see if you vibe with them. To be frank, you expected one or two guys to be down for it at this party of more than 50 people, so hearing there would be eight in total definitely got you going. The more, the merrier, and this is the most you’ve ever had.
Chan is using a towel to wipe the sweat off himself, eyes focused on you, a smirk on his pretty face when your gazes meet. “Don’t look at me like that if you don’t want to get fucked again,” he tells you, even though his friend is already fucking you, and his threat makes you clench around Seungmin, who grunts. “Bet you’re clenching already.”
Jeongin stays on his chair with his fingers wrapped around his cock, eyes following your every move. The rest of the guys line up around the table and since they all look at you so hungrily, you lick both your palms, making sure they’re soaked with saliva. Then, you reach out and grab the two closest cocks you can find, which happen to be Hyunjin and Felix’s. The former lolls his head back and grunts, while the latter moans sweetly and places his hand over yours. For a second, you think he will stop you—maybe he doesn’t want you to touch him at all. But, he doesn’t. Felix just keeps his hand on yours as you slowly stroke his already hard enough cock.
“So unfair,” Changbin fake whines again, which makes you laugh. He had all the chances to stick his dick somewhere in you, but he chose not to. Chan and Seungmin took the lead, and now Hyunjin and Felix just happened to be closer.
“Don’t make me get to you last,” you tell him with a smirk, to which Changbin motions to you that his lips are sealed and continues touching himself while you do the same for his two friends.
The whole thing is really hot—Seungmin is trying to give it to you well, trying out different angles and tempos, trying to find something that makes you moan the loudest. Changbin is standing to his right with his thick dick in hand, jerking off while his gaze travels from your cunt up to your face and back.
Out of the two men you’re touching, Hyunjin is the more vocal one, the one who’s not afraid to touch and grope and hiss, instructing you on how to touch him the way he likes it. While you’re jerking him off, he groans, “Faster, please. You can squeeze harder.” You do everything he asks of you, wanting him to have the best possible time.
When you do as asked, Hyunjin rewards you by playing with your nipple, sneaking his hand down your sides to your ass and then back very gently. Felix’s hand is still on yours, guiding it, helping you get him off.
“So tight,” Seungmin mutters to himself. “You’re so wet you’re soaking the fucking table.”
“Don’t fuck me that well then,” you mutter back, which makes a couple of them chuckle. Instead of saying something snarky back, Seungmin continues fucking you, now moving his hips a bit faster, having found an angle that gets you to moan with practically every thrust.
“Why not reverse cowgirl?” you moan the words, letting your head rest on the table. You can feel you’re already swollen, and you haven’t even reached your orgasm yet.
“This way, I can see you make all these pretty faces when I fuck you right.”
Now, that’s a good response, one that makes you clench around his cock. “Smart guy.”
“The view’s great from reverse cowgirl too,” Minho mutters from the bed, clearly not wanting the rest of them to forget that the two of them know you better, more intimately. “When someone’s that hot, they look great from every angle.”
You wonder if he’s regretting sharing this little secret of theirs with the rest of their friends. It was his idea after all. I know a couple of guys who’d love to fuck you. You wondered how these guys even knew about you, and Minho looked almost flustered at your question, as if he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t have. Showed them a picture or two. Nothing explicit, just regular pics. When you asked if he was bragging about you, he started fucking you harder and muttered, Have you seen yourself? You can’t help but wonder what’s going through his head now that this idea of his is playing out right in front of him.
Unsurprisingly, Jisung agrees with him. “Especially if she’s also sucking your dick while riding someone else.” You remember the last time you three had done that and how whiny he sounded. Funny how Jisung is all confident now when he’s all the way over there on the bed, far from your reach. The two do make you laugh with their comments, but Seungmin’s thrusts soon get you to stop laughing and start moaning again. You’ll deal with the pair later.
“Sounds so good when she’s getting fucked,” you can hear Chan tell one of the guys in the back, but you’re too entranced by Seungmin’s cock to lift your head and look in his direction. You’re sure he’s staring and already wants to go again—you have a feeling Chan could go on all night. Something about that excites you even more.
The harder Seungmin moves, the more you moan, and that’s something that clearly gets him going. Maybe it’s that, maybe it’s watching the girl he’s fucking jerk two guys off, maybe it’s watching them touch her, play with her tits, caress her body… Well, that’s what turns you on about this, being spread on a table with one guy fucking and three closely watching and groping.
“I could fuck you all night,” Seungmin tells you before he starts cursing and hissing. Suddenly, he closes his eyes for a while, kicks his head back, and grunts loudly. You almost think he’s coming, but he continues groaning as he slides in and out of you. “Such a tight pussy…”
“You close?”
He nods and opens his eyes. “Can I come on you?”
“You don’t want to come inside?” you question, eyes focused on his face. Seungmin is even more attractive when he’s sweaty from sex, you realize. There’s something primal about watching these prim and proper, well-polished guys turn into complete messes when they get to fuck, all sweaty, hair messy, lips swollen from the biting to prevent moans that could be deemed too loud for men, like that’s a thing. In your book, the louder it gets, the better. Hyunjin seems to get that because he’s moaning just as loudly, even if you’re only playing with his cock for now.
“Nah, I think you’ll look great with my cum on you,” Seungmin mumbles and hisses sharply. “May I?”
“Sure,” you nod and continue to jerk the two men off while Seungmin gives you a couple of quick thrusts and then quickly pulls out, jerking himself off on your stomach, grunting while doing it. In your mind, there’s nothing hotter than hearing a man lose control like that, get vocal when coming, even if he wasn’t planning on doing it. And you’re sure Seungmin didn’t plan to make these noises in front of his friends. Yet, here he is, panting as he watches your body covered in his cum.
“That was hot,” you tell him, eyes glued to his cock that’s resting in his hand, his cum all over you. “Really.”
He chuckles but gets gently pushed away by impatient Changbin before he can say a word. “I’ll fucking blow if I don’t get to have you.”
You laugh and spread your legs, eyeing Felix and then Hyunjin. “You guys don’t mind if he goes first?”
“Just means I get to feel your mouth on me,” Hyunjin says and pets your head, pushing it towards his awaiting cock. You don’t mind the tanginess of the precum mixed with your saliva—the guy’s been jerking off for a long while now to the sight of you, so you make sure to be good and suck just the way he seems to like it.
Felix hums in agreement and rubs your side gently, so you tug at his cock faster. Meanwhile, Changbin puts just the tip in and goes slowly, inch by inch, until he bottoms out. When he does, he grunts hard—so hard you have to look at him again, your pussy clenching as you pull away from Hyunjin’s cock. “Like it that much?”
“You have no idea.”
Just as you thought—turns into putty in your hands when he gets a bit of pussy, just like Jisungie. “Show me how much then. I want to feel it.”
If you know anything about Jisung, it’s that he likes a good challenge in bed, so you’re betting Changbin is the same. You seem to be right because the guy starts fucking you hard from the get-go, so hard you can barely take Hyunjin’s cock into your mouth again, afraid of accidentally grazing it with your teeth.
Changbin is fucking you so hard that the entire table moves, and you can hear Minho and Jisung joking about it, saying how they’ll charge him for the damage to the floor. If he’s heard them, Changbin doesn’t care—his hands are digging into your sides, fingers into your flesh as he holds onto you tight and just fucks.
“Slow down there, tiger,” Hyunjin mutters. “Be a gentleman and all that.”
“I can take it,” you grunt in response, feeling like he’s splitting you into two. You’re so horny and wet that his hard cock pushing in and out of you feels perfect.
“I have to give it to you hard when you’re making me do all the work.”
Oh, Changbin knows how to bait you already. Making you?
“Just a second, guys.” You let go of their cocks and sit up before getting up and walking to the bed, grabbing Changbin’s hand in passing, making him follow. You’re not going to let him get away with this comment. If he minds doing all the work, you’re going to do it for him and see how long he lasts, which might just be his goal.
You get on the bed on all fours and wait for Changbin to put his cock in. The second he does, you start pushing your hips back, fucking him this way. You’ve practiced this position to perfection, which both his friends can attest to. Chan could too, if he’d let you move an inch instead of clinging to all control. You shoot a glance at him and find him hard again. This time, he’s not touching himself—just enjoying the view with a smirk on his face, sitting with those fucking thighs spread as if he’s inviting you to come sit on them.
“Ah, shit, that feels great,” Changbin mumbles from behind you, hands on your skin. He’s not doing any work now, which means he can just focus on your pussy dragging across his cock, wet and warm, all for him. “You move so fucking well.”
“Not gonna last a minute,” Jisung tells Minho with a smirk, and both of them look right at you. You wiggle your eyebrows because you know Changbin is fucked. They’ve both made similar comments before and you made them come as fast as possible. So, they know what he’s in for.
“Not a fucking chance he’ll last,” Minho agrees. “She fucks so well.”
Chan, on the other hand, stays quiet, but leans in and grabs your tit, giving it a squeeze here and there as he watches your ass move up and down, pussy squelching around Changbin’s cock.
Proving him wrong isn’t the only motivator here—the guy sounds perfect when he moans in that low tone of his, even more so when he grunts and whines. You’re sure he’s staring at your ass because that’s all Changbin can do at this point. Soon enough, he starts hissing out swear words, and you know what that means.
“Shh, just relax, let me take care of you,” you hum at him, and Jisung grabs his cock, giving it a tug or two. Just like you thought, Changbin and Jisung like hearing the same things. The guy behind you moans and digs his fingers into your hips some more.
“Fuck, fuck, babe, I’ll—fuck—” With that, he takes over control and gives you a couple of hard and fast thrusts, getting himself off inside of you. Then, Changbin pushes his cock into you all the way and stays like that for a second while he exhales loudly, grunting. “Fuck, what a nice cunt. You’re so good with it, made me come so hard—”
“Perfect.” Minho agrees, eyes never leaving yours. “Tired?”
You laugh and shake your head at him. “Not at all.”
While Changbin is slowly pulling out, giving your ass gentle pats, Hyunjin and Felix whisper amongst themselves behind you, and you realize they’re talking about who is going to go first. Hyunjin is urging his friend to do it, and you wonder if Felix will be too shy to do it. Meanwhile, Seungmin walks over to the bed and says he is going to take a shower and be back later.
While you’re greeting him, you feel the bed dipping under someone’s weight and you know it’s Felix before he says a word—he’s wearing this soft cologne that smells perfect and, right now, the scent is engulfing you. His hands slide up and down your sides again as he speaks, “Can you go again?”
You think it’s sweet he worries about you. Too sweet. “Mhm, can’t wait to feel you, Felix.”
This gives him the confidence he needs to gently insert his cock in you, grunting in such a low tone you can’t help but clench around Felix’s cock. “What a nice voice,” you conclude, which makes Minho smirk. Jisung wiggles his eyebrows and starts touching himself again.
“What a nice cunt,” he whispers from behind you, clearly a bit more confident when he’s not looking at you. You weren’t expecting something like that to come out of his mouth, but you’re enjoying it.
Felix is slow and gentle for a long while. It’s just gentle slides of his cock in and out, in and out, until he finds a good rhythm. The longer it goes on, the more he relaxes and starts making noises for you. Suddenly, his hand wraps around your neck from the front, his other hand reaching down for your clit. In an instant, it feels like he’s all around you, both arms on your body, his body pressed into you from behind.
You can’t help but ask, “Trying to make me come?”
“It’s not fun if you don’t come as many times as we do,” Felix explains, and you start clenching around him rhythmically, concluding he might be the most caring partner around here. Granted, Jisung and Minho always take care of you multiple times, but tonight’s different because there are so many guys. Jisung did make you come with his mouth before he asked you to ride him earlier, but that was just one orgasm. You know they can do better.
“Hot and caring?” you whisper, and he chuckles. You have to look backwards to see his expression and you find him blushing, as suspected. “Jackpot.”
“We’ll see how well I’ll do,” he whispers back and you just grin—you’re sure he’ll ace it. The quiet, shy ones always do, in your experience. His brow furrows as he focuses on rubbing your clit right. Every couple of seconds, Felix whispers a question to you. Faster? Slower? Harder? Circles? Up and down?
You respond with instructions every time and, when you realize he’s overthinking this, you lean in and kiss him from the side since his dick is still in you, going in and out slowly. You do your best to relax and let Felix fuck and rub this orgasm out of you while you two kiss. He tastes you as sweet as you thought he would, and his scent is overpowering. For a while, you forget there’s anyone else there—all you taste and smell is him, all you feel is his cock and hands, one on your clit, the other around your neck. “There, just keep going—”
You hear the other guys whispering and talking, but you keep your eyes closed and rest on his shoulder as he makes you come. Your orgasm rushes through you quickly, making your legs shake. Felix’s grip on you tightens and he keeps fucking you through it, his lips next to your ear. “Sounds so good when you come… Feel good around me.”
“Fuck, Felix, that was good,” you whisper back, grunting at the end, finally opening your eyes.
He moans and buries his head in the crook of your neck, mumbling against your skin, which is when you realize he’s about to come. His entire body shakes against yours as his cum spurts inside of you, and you think you could have a lot of fun with someone as sensitive to touch as Felix. Yet, he might not be as gentle as he seems—that hand around your neck is still there, the grip never loosening. It’s an interesting option you could explore sometime in the future. His two friends won’t mind, you’re sure. Both of them are looking at you two with smiles on their faces.
Gently, Felix pulls out. “I’ll, I’ll go get you a warm cloth, I’ve made a mess.”
You can feel the cum trickling down your inner thigh and onto the protective cover Minho has put on his bed. Smart of him. He got it a while back, when all three of you got tested and decided you could have sex without protection. All of their friends who wanted to come here tonight had to get tested, too, which is why you’re letting them come wherever they want. “All we keep doing tonight is make messes.”
Chan gets up from the bed and says he is going to take a shower. “I’ll be back, though,” he tells you as he walks past the bed and shoots you a glance. “Don’t run away.”
“Yeah, I still have to put in some work,” Changbin adds and follows Chan, winking on his way out.
“Looks like you won’t be going anywhere soon,” Jisung tells you and reaches out to pat your side, sliding his hand up and down as if he’s trying to comfort you. “Do you want to rest?”
“I think Hyunjin still needs to go,” you say and look behind your shoulder at the man in question, who’s resting against the table and looking at you from the back, clearly enjoying the view.
“Not if you want to rest,” he says immediately, giving you a reassuring smile.
“I can take a lot more.”
Since he can’t argue with that, Hyunjin walks over, and you notice that Jeongin is still there too, hard cock in hand, precum all over his fingers. Clearly, he’s having enough fun just sitting and watching. Otherwise, he would have used the opportunity and left with one of the other guys, yet he’s still here, enjoying himself.
“How do you want it?” you ask, looking at Hyunjin, who gently grabs your hips and pushes them down onto the bed before helping you roll over.
“I’m an old-fashioned guy,” he says confidently, and you wonder how you thought he was shy in the beginning. Maybe he just needs to warm up to people to unleash the real him. Old-fashioned, though? You can’t really see it.
“Yeah?” you ask and spread your legs, almost giggling at how quickly he looks at your crotch.
He chuckles and climbs on top of you, face leaning in until your noses almost touch. He’s even hotter this up close, when you can pretend you’re all alone and focus only on him, and not on his friend who you can see sitting in the chair and holding his dick.
“Yeah. Like to look at pretty faces while I fuck pretty pussies,” Hyunjin tells you with a grin and enters you easily. No wonder, after the amount of sex you’ve had tonight. “So warm.”
“So hard,” you tease right back, squeezing around him. You feel full that way and you can tell Hyunjin likes the sensation around his length.
“It would be a wonder if I weren’t,” he whispers at you, eyes not moving away from yours, the weight of his body comforting and warm. It’s definitely a change from the sex you’ve had with the rest of them. Maybe a part of you is old-fashioned, too, but sex is sometimes better when you’re this close to the person. “Been staring at you all night, wanting to be inside of you… You look so hot taking dick, figured you’d look even hotter taking mine.”
The tone he uses makes you clench around him, body yearning for more, for him to start moving and satisfy you. Still, the moment is a lot more intimate than the ones you’ve shared with the others, mostly because he’s on top of you, his face an inch away from yours, eyes glued to your mouth.
“Do you just look at pretty faces from this position or do you kiss them?”
Hyunjin smirks and leans in to kiss you, and you let yourself get lost in it. He’s probably one of the most attractive men you’ve seen, and his lips are plusher than you thought possible, so you really want to kiss him. Plus, he’s fucking you in missionary and why not kiss while you’re already there?
Your soft kiss gets interrupted by Felix who walks into the room with the cloth in hand and stops dead in his tracks, head leaning to the side so he can look at the two of you. “I brought this,” he announces a minute too late.
“Just give it to Jeongin,” Minho tells him, pointing to his friend on the chair. “They’re a bit busy.”
“Hyunjin wastes no time,” Jisung adds with a chuckle.
“I’m gonna go shower, too, and then I’ll be back.”
You don’t get to say anything to Felix because Hyunjin’s mouth is still on yours, his tongue gently rubbing against yours while his hips move at the same pace over and over again. When he pulls away from the kiss a couple of minutes in, you ask him, “Do old-fashioned guys know how to fuck hard?”
Hyunjin tongues his cheek before chuckling. “That’s what you want?”
“Yes.”
“I thought I’d take it easy on you, seeing as they weren’t exactly gentle. Well, except for Felix,” Hyunjin notes and then pushes himself up on his elbows, moving his chest away from yours.
Your legs instantly wrap around his waist, keeping him in place because you’re sure it’s about to get hard, just like you asked. “Fuck me hard, Hyunjin.”
He does—the very next second, his hips change the angle and pace completely, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head. Your loud moaning gets muffled by the tongue he sneaks into your mouth while he’s still fucking you relatively gently. But, the harder he thrusts, the less he can kiss you.
So, eventually, Hyunjin gives up on kissing you and just gives it to you hard, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the room, your grunts loud and clear, his a bit lower.
“You like being watched, right? That’s what this is all about?”
He is right. Tonight is all about watching. Otherwise, you would have fucked all of them separately and still had fun. “I don’t mind it. I just want to fuck.”
Minho chuckles and moves in closer until he’s down on his elbows next to you, his hand caressing your cheek. “She likes fucking. Watching is just a bonus.”
You nod and look at him, wondering why he looks so proud of you. Maybe Minho is more into sharing than you thought. Maybe that’s why he wanted all of this to happen, even though he seemed jealous more than a couple of times tonight, possessive even. Maybe that’s why he’s shown your pictures to his friends, probably bragging about how many times he fucked you, how many times Jisung and he took their time with you and played out their fantasies, allowed you to do the same with yours.
Even if he’s talking about sex and you fucking his friends, his touch on your cheek is gentle, and you wonder if he’s worried about you because you aren’t talking that much. You are getting a bit tired, but who wouldn’t in your position?
“Oh, so that’s why you like Minho,” Hyunjin concludes, which makes you look at him with a chuckle.
“What’s there not to like?” You reach for Minho’s cock and he lets you play with it, his hand still on your face, thumb caressing your cheek. He’s still really hard, even though he’s come down your throat earlier.
“He told me he loves fucking you…” Hyunjin lowers his voice like he’s letting you in on a little secret, like the guy you’re talking about isn’t kneeling next to you, caressing you. “I can see why. Who wouldn’t?”
“Yeah? Good.”
Both Hyunjin and Minho laugh, and then the room falls relatively silent, save for the sounds of sex and moaning. Hyunjin gives it to you rough, his elbows right above your shoulders on the bed, so your body doesn’t move up and away from him with every harsh thrust. Soon enough, his moaning gets more frequent, eyes close and eyebrows furrow, and you know he’s close, so you encourage him, “Come for me, Hyunjin.”
“I will, so close—”
When he comes, Hyunjin leans in and kisses you gently, his movements slowing down drastically, cock just dragging across your walls to get all the cum out and inside of you, his hand on your other cheek. “So fucking tight still… Perfect pussy. Thanks for the treat.”
“Thank you,” you whisper back and peck his lips before he moves away, pulling his cock out of you as gently as he can. But, a bunch of cum still seeps out of you and onto the cover.
Hyunjin excuses himself and goes shower, leaving the three of you alone. You’re lying on the bed, limbs splayed as you try to calm your breathing down. Every muscle aches, but it’s the good type of ache, the kind that reminds you of just how much fun you’ve had.
Minho is next to you, caressing you, chuckling when you exhale loudly. “All good? Need a break?”
“I should clean up before we continue,” you tell him, your eyes still closed. “I can feel it all dripping out.”
Minho leans over and checks your crotch out with a grin on his face. “Now, that’s hot.”
“Get her the cloth,” Jisung says, throwing a pillow at Minho, who throws it right back.
In the meantime, Jeongin walks over to the bed. Your eyes are still closed so you can’t see him, but you hear him getting up, the chair squeaking when he gets up, his footsteps on the carpeted floor until he reaches the foot of the bed.
“Want me to clean you up?” he asks, his voice barely a whisper, but you hear him loud and clear now that there’s five less people in the room, now that there’s no sound of sex filling your ears, no moaning distracting you.
“Yes, please,” you say and finally look up at him, finding him towering over the bed with the cloth in his hand, a small smile on his face when your eyes meet.
You get up in a sitting position and scoot down to the very edge of the bed, spreading your legs for him. He’s a mystery, mainly because he hasn’t said a word or done anything that could help you make assumptions about him. This is the first thing he’s doing, and it makes you think that he’s either a very sweet, caring guy or that he just loves creampie, especially when it’s other men’s cum he’s staring at.
Whatever it is, you decide to not pry and ask about it. Jeongin seemed uncomfortable earlier, and you don’t want to scare him away by asking questions. This is a one night stand for the two of you, so you don’t have to know everything about him. He kneels and gently wipes the cum away, taking his time to get all of it. The warmth of the cloth paired with how gentle he is definitely make you feel better, so you hum happily.
When the cloth rubs against your clit, your hips buck towards him, and he pulls his hand away. “Sorry, too much?”
“A bit sensitive,” you tell him, keeping your voice down. “But it feels kind of good.”
At this point, Minho and Jisung are talking about something else, and you get that they don’t want to make their friend uncomfortable, which is why they’re not acting like you two are the center of attention. Them being distracted will make him relax, probably.
“It does?” he asks and brings the cloth down to your crotch again, gently rubbing your clit again. “Want me to, uh, continue?”
“You can do whatever you want, Jeongin,” you simply say, wondering why he said yes to this in the first place.
All the other guys, you get. Their friends said they have a fuck buddy—or whatever term they used—that would be down to fuck, so they agreed to it. If Jeongin is too shy to fuck in front of an audience, you don’t get why he said yes to this. He could have gone home with a girl and fucked her in the privacy of his own room, with no one else staring.
He nods at you and continues wiping just as gently as before. When he gets all of it off, Jeongin leans in further. You think he’s just trying to get a better look and make sure he got everything off, but he surprises you by pressing his mouth against your clit, which gets you to buck your hips into his face. “Fuck!”
“I’m sorry, too sensitive?” Jeongin lifts his head and asks, face scrunched apologetically.
“No, no!” You shake your head. “Feels great. Keep going, if you want to.”
“I want to.”
You’re surprised, but you can’t even think about all of that when he starts eating you out. Your legs fall open on the bed and you let Jeongin do whatever he wants with you. At first, he’s sheepish, just kissing around your mound and slit, wet lips pressing into your skin.
Then, he focuses on sucking. He sucks your clit, your labia, licks around your hole and then sucks his way up gently. You can feel yourself get wetter, can feel the tingling sensation in you grow, the type of sensation that can only be silenced by a hard cock or a finger or two.
“Fuck, Jeongin,” you encourage him with a moan, hands traveling down, tangling in his hair. “More!”
He takes that as a sign to give you a finger, which gets you to moan again. The more you do, the more relaxed he gets, which is why a couple of minutes in, he’s drooling all over himself, his tongue just flicking your clit up and down while his fingers curl inside of you. You give him pointers here and there—no one knows how to touch someone the way they prefer the first time they see them—but he’s doing a good job.
“Don’t be scared to move those fingers faster,” Jisung adds from behind you. “She likes it hard.” Jeongin hums and listens, which is what gets you to come not even a minute later.
“Shit, that was good,” you manage to huff out when your breathing calms down, when your heart stops beating so loudly you can hear it. “How do you want it?”
There’s a chance this is all Jeongin wanted, and you’re prepared to take no for an answer. He doesn’t have to do anything with you tonight, but judging by the way he looks up at you, chin covered with your juices and his spit, you’re kind of sure he wants more.
“Like you wanted to earlier?”
You realize Jeongin wants you to ride him on a chair, so you decide to give him the best ride of his life even though you’re swollen and absolutely spent. Jeongin doesn’t stop moaning from the second you sit down on his cock in the chair and start pushing yourself up and then slamming your hips down. You try to do it as graciously as you can, but you’re turned on, your body is buzzing at this point, and the guy under you is breathing heavily and looking up at you like you’re making all his dreams come true with your pussy.
You hold onto his shoulders for support and ride him hard and fast, earning a couple of compliments from the two guys behind you who are awfully quiet. You’re sure they have a lot to say, but don’t want to make their friend uncomfortable. So, they only direct the comments at you, telling you how hot you look when you ride dick or how they want to smack your ass and fuck your throat. It’s dirty, but it makes you feel so good, makes you ride Jeongin’s cock faster, feel him all big and hard inside of you.
His hands roam your body, groping everything from your ass to your face, fingers playing with your nipples and grabbing your face so he can kiss you to try to hide his moaning. “Let me hear you,” you whisper against his lips, eyes looking right into his. “You sound so fucking good when you moan… Really sweet. I knew you would.”
Jeongin looks to the side sheepishly but continues moaning instead of trying to muffle it. When his grip on your ass gets tighter, you realize he’s close, so you give it your all to go as fast as possible. “Where do you want to come?”
“Your mouth?” Jeongin suggests in a low tone. A second later, he hisses. “I’m close, really fucking close.”
When you hear that, you push yourself off of him and get down on your knees, taking his cock in your mouth instantly. It’s tangy and salty, your juices mixed with his precum, but you don’t mind the taste, not when he rewards you by grabbing your head and moaning, hips gently bucking towards your mouth, cock sliding against your tongue. Soon enough, warm cum shoots into your throat and Jeongin continues moving until he gets every single drop out, moaning a lot more compliments than he’s given you all night, calling you hot and sweet and warm and tight and so fucking good.
When you move away and go sit on the bed, Jeongin continues sitting there, panting and looking at you. “That was… Wow.”
Jisung gets up and walks over to him, patting him on the back. “Go take a shower.”
It must be a signal of some sort because Jeongin practically jumps up, puts his clothes back on, and thanks you before sprinting for the door. When he leaves, Jisung locks the door and looks at you.
“No more fun for me?” you ask with a pout and turn to face Minho. “You didn’t even fuck me for real.”
“Babe, your eyes are barely open,” he notes, and Jisung agrees with a hum. “Why don’t we go take a shower and go to bed? We can continue in the morning.”
“The three of us?”
“If you want us to call one of the other guys over…” Jisung shrugs and lets his voice trail off while he walks over and takes your hand, helping you get up. “Think about it and then let us know in the morning, alright?”
With Jisung’s arm around your shoulder and Minho’s around your waist, you walk to the bathroom, excited about the prospect of getting to do this all over again tomorrow.