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🔞⛔️ the horny thought for this monday morning is namjoo and jimin being best friends & roommates. everything is going spendidly until jimin comes home earlier than expcted and finds hwasa, one of namjoo's friends, eating her out on their couch.

up until this point, all feral,horny thoughts about namjoo had been concretely pushed into a box in jimin's mind labelled: you have no idea if she likes girls so Shut It Down!
watching her now, throw her head back in pure bliss as hwasa licks her clean is making that box explodes

the other two women are so lost into themselves that they don't notice jimin and she can't bring herself to move. she knows it's wrong to stare, it's creepy and horrible but she can't look away. she can't stop staring at namjoo as she experiences pure pleasure. she's gorgeous.

the visual of her naked body, her string thick thighs, her heavy tits, her hair sticking to the side of her face with sweat, the long, elegant line of her neck, her tummy plissing in perfect squishy rolls that jimin wants to bite and kiss and worship... all of that combined with

the small sounds that from from her parted lips; little vunerable whimpers.
she is a masterpiece and jimin is the art student who wants to spend hours upon hours studying her.
she squirns in place when she feel a dollop of want fall to her panties. blushing, she tries to retract

but she stumbles on one of namjoo's snickers and almost falls flat on her ass. she grabs the nearest object to steady herself, unfortunately it's the table that is covered with random knick-knacks. several of them fall, making too much noise.
hwasa and namjoo both look up.

jimin feel the skin peel off her face from embarrassment. the women on the couch are frozen, two identical stunned expressions on their faces.
jimin's legs feels like leed but she finds it in herself to start moving. she mumbles several apologies before running to her room.

once there, she stands frozen in the middle of her room. she wants to crawl under the bed and die there but another part of her is vibrating with lust.
it doesn't help that a moment later, namjoo starts moaning again, meaning the other women resumed their activites.

jimin is aware that this is a turning point in her life as a roommate. she knows that if she sucumbs to her desires and slips a hand into her panties to get herselff off as she listens to namjoo getting eaten out, things will permanently change and the easy going friendship she

shares with her roommate will be shot to hell. she is aware of what's at stake but she figures that boat sailed when she lurked in the doorway to watch as they fucked.
so she spreads her leg and slips her hand into her wet underwear.

the relief is almost overwhelming. shivers wrack her frame as she presses down on her clit with several fingers.
time is not for subtlety, so she frantcally rubs her pussy, leaning against the door to better hear them.
namjoo's moans have turned into broken sobs.
jimin leaks.

her finger soaked, her heart in her throat and her blushing cheeks would make the perfect picture of embarrassment but she feels too good to care. she's aflame with the kind of lust that she rarely ever gets to feel with men.
no one is touching her but it feels like both hwasa &

namjoo are tonguing at her clit.
"such a needy little slut," jimin hears hwasa say. "look at you licking because you know we have an audience. awww so cute," hwasa coos with a slightly mean tone. namjoo whines so loudly that jimin feels it vibrate against her cunt.

jimin covers her mouth with her free hand, desperate to muffle the sounds coming out of her own mouth. though, she doubts they would hear over the sound of hwasa furiously fingering namjoo.
jimin can hear it, that particular sound of a pussy getting beautifully abused.

she would give anything to be there now. spreads her thighs over namjoo's face and ride it until she could no longer think. then she would leand down and lick away her own juices from namjoo's face before kissing hwasa, making her taste namjoo on jimin's tongue.

the thought is so incredibly hot that jimin can easily slip three finger inside of her while pressing with her thumb against her clit.
she comes with force of a small tsunami, barely holding back a moan.
next door, namjoo shouts and soon the rest of noise dies down as well.

her heart is beating like a drum and her legs are about to give out on her.
she can't believe she fingered herself standing up like when she was a teenager and she couldn't bother to get on her bed.
her fingers are still inside of her. the wetness in her palm is starting to feel

uncomfortable and gross. the rest of the world is coming back into focus. shame creeps up on her, especially when she hears namjoo and hwasa murmuring in the other room.
they must think she's a freak. she can never show her face again anywhere.

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thankfully her bathroom is ensuite so she quickly jumps into a shower, pulls on her short pj set and faceplants into the bed where she pretends she doesn't hear namjoo laughing at whatever hwasa is saying to her in that velvety sultry tone of hers.

the shower helped loosen her a little but nerves and shame still linger.
how is she going to ever face namjoo again knowing what she did tonight? matter of fact, how is she going to face hwasa too? she's a good friend (ha!) of namjoo's and often comes by the apartment.

they must think she's a monster. a perv. just any other gross man spying on woman.
jimin groans and punches the bed in anguish. she is going to have to move.
the worst part is that she wants to pull out one of her sex toys and ride it while she replays the images of hwasa on her

knees, a smirk playing on her lips as she sloppily eat namjoo out.

she doesn't listen to her urges. instead she pulls out her phone and dials taehyung her best friend.

an hour later, she comes again while riding her best friend's cock.

he pretends she's thinking of him.

she does the same.

taehyung slips out in the middle of the night so when jimin wakes up the next morning, she's alone in a stuffy room that still smells of sex.
there's a dull throb to her heart and her stomach twists at the idea of facing namjoo but if there's one thing jimin is not, it's a coward

so she washes her face and heads for the kicthen. in the doorway, separating from her morning coffee is hwasa. her long black hair is cascading down her back and she's only wearing one of namjoo's large white t shirt. the sight of her smooth, golden thighs makes jimin yearn.

she clears her throat and hwasa startles. she turns to her and it only takes half a second to complete the move but jimin's entire life flashes before her eyes in that small moment.
but hwasa's expression melts into a warm, soft smile.
"morning mimi," she says.

jimin's heart eases a bit and she waves. "hi."
"sleep okay?" hwasa asks. her tone suggests that she knows jimin had a visitor last night.
she blushes and shrugs, clearing her throat again. she strides to the coffee machine but before she can make it, hwasa grabs her wrist.

they look at each other for one suspended moment before hwasa starts to guide jimin towards the counter and cages her there.
"why didn't you come out last night?"
jimin's heart skips a beat. "what?" she asks roughly.
hwasa grins, flatening one of her hands on jimin's belly.

jimin's breath hitches in her throat and her body is once again too hot.
hwasa shifts closer, leaning her face so that they're basically breathing the same air.
"you should have stayed, we could have...," hwasa lets the sentence hang unfinished. a myriad of possibilities dance in

jimin's mind.
"could have what?" she asks throat dry.
hwasa arches an eyebrow, her dragon gaze capturing jimin's sanity. "i'm sure you know."
licking her lips, jimin tries, "show me?"
hwasa laughs and without a second of hesitation she drops to her knees in front of jimin.

"oh god," jimin utters, feeling herself get damp.
"wanna play, kitten?"
"fuck yes, please."
so hwasa hooks four fingers in the waistband of her sleepinh shorts and in one swift move, she slides them off jimin's legs.
"no underwear? oh i love easy access," hwasa grins.

she cups the back of jimin right knee and hooks it over her shoulder. when her breath hits jimin's cunt, time stops and all of jimin's control goes into not pushing her down on it.
insteads she fists the counter & waits patiently for hwasa's next move, which ends up being a kiss.

jimin shivers, her grip on the counter tightening. they lock eyes as hwasa brings out her tongue. she doesn't make contact yet and the anticipation is killing jimin but she kind of enjoys the teasing glint in the other woman's eyes. she knows it will only bring good things.

"jimin-ssi?"
"yes?" she arches an eyebrow.
"do you consent to me eat you out, licking and drinking every drop from your sweet pussy with the option of having you cry and or beg?"
jimin can't help but grin. "i'll hold you to that. and yes, i consent hard."

hwasa winks before burying her nose into her cunt and swiping her tongue over folds.
jimin's knee buckle at the sensation that courses through her, from the roots of her hair to the tip of her toes. she's all shivers and pleasure.
hwasa takes her time, licking deeper this time.

a breathy moan escapes jimin's lips and she can't help leaning fully back against eh counter and tilting her hips up; allowing hwasa better access. she takes full advantage, lapping at her pussy with abandon.
jimin sees stars.

it doesn't seem to bother hwasa at all that jimin is literally dripping into a mouth. fat dollops of wanton needs directly in this woman she's had maybe 5 conversations with.
it might be the horniest she's ever been.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, hwasaaaaa," she whines when the other woman

tongues at her entrance. a fat swipe of her tongue at first but then her movement gain precision until she's hooking her tongue into jimin, slowly fucking into her.
her clit is throbbing so jimin brings her fingers to it but hwasa slaps the back of her hand in silent reproach.

"can i help?" a deep voice comes from the doorway and jimin startles with a moan. hwasa pulls away and together they watch as a fluffy haired, barely awake namjoo comes into the kitchen.
"of course, babe! jimin-ssi?"
jimin stares atnamjoo, her roommate, her best friend.

namjoo gives her a small shy smile, her sleepy eyes filled a kind of hope jimin's can't help but recognise & understand.
"i'll be good,i promise," namjoo says and jimin's heart melts.
she smiles. "how good?"
namjoo comes closer and leans to whisper "at least 3 fingers deep good."

jimin has to swallow before answering. "please proceed," she utters, voice low. namjoon curls her index finger under jimin's chin and tilts her face up for a kiss that she anticipates to be soft and sweet but is surprisingly deep and unbridled. by the time she pulls away,

jimin is breathless and dizzy. she lets out a long sigh anf namjoo grins. "i've been dying to do that for a while," she says.
jimin's heart skips a beat. "me too."
"ahum!" hwasa clears her throat rather pointedly. jimin grins and leans forward, hwasa strains up & they meet in

the middle. jimin gasps, tasting herself on hwasa's tongue. meanwhile namjoon's hands thravels from her neck to the hem of her t-shirt. she slips her fingers under it and caresses jimin's waist, her tummy before cupping her tits and thumbing over her nipples.

jimin whines in hwasa's mouth and they both reward her with pinches to her nipples and a bite to her lower lip.
jimin pulls away suddenly overwhelmed. she leans back against namjoo's chest and the feeling of her braless tits against her own back is making her head spin.

"you're so... supple... and soft," namjoo whispers against her neck. she pulls jimin's earlobe into her mouth and punctuates that gesture with a squeeze to her breasts. her nipples are so hard that they hurt but jimin loves it.
namjoo continues to stroke her body while hwasa

resumes licking her dry. a challenge if there ever was one since jimin keeps leaking profusely.
"shit jimin-ssi," hwasa says awed before kissing her clit. "unnie, she gets even wetter than you do," she teases namjoo who just purrs a praise into jimin's ear.

"here," hwasa says, stroking two fingers through jimin,collecting wetness on her way. jimin jolts at the gesture so namjoo rubs roughly over her already sensitive nipples, making her whimper.
hwasa gets on her feet and brings her wet fingers to namjoo's mouth.

she sucks them while squeezing jimin's tits.
jimin who is on the verge of passing out.
namjoo moans around hwasa's fingers, then pulls away and steals a deep kiss from her. hwasa gets on her tiptoe for better access, moaning when namjoo licks into her mouth. in the middle,jimin

stands, at loss as to what to do where to start. she has so many ideas, she needs too much all at once. she goes for the first thing that came to mind and spreads her hands over hwasa's rear, bringing her closer.
hwasa whimpers in namjoo's mouth and jimin trails her fingers down

her ass until she can reach in between her legs.
"fuck," hwasa grounds, pulling away from namjoo to soreads her legs. jimin immediately shifts gears, brings a hand forward and slips it inside hwasa's lace panties. they stare at each other as jimin reaches her folds.

meanwhile namjoo brings her hand to jimin pussy and as if sharing one mind, jimin pushes into hwasa while namjoo breaches jimin's entrance. hwasa and jimin's mouths fall open in a silent moan, tiny gasps escaping them.

hwasa is drenched and warm and tight. she feels perfect and jimin takes her time with her, fingering her slowly, taking the time to stretch her. alternating between thrusting into her, teasing her clit and stroking her folds. it's intoxicating, watching lose her cool and melt for

jimin. she rolls her hips to follow jimins fingers which only makes the urge to tease her stronger. namjoo on the other hand chooses a direct approach in destroying jimin's sanity. three fingers buried inside her cunt (it was easy even with namjoo's thick fingers because of how

turned on and wet jimin is) and a finger from her other hand teasing her rim.
jimin has always loved butt stuff. she's never been able to explain it but she's lost count of how many times she dreamed about getting her ass eaten or pounded.

"do you still think about getting your sweet tight little peach destroyed, sweets?"
jimin gasps. "h-how do you know that?"
namjoo strokes deeper inside of her, on both ends. "i know what kind of porn you watch."
"fuck," jimin mumbles but can't find it in her to be ashamed.

"it's fine, you're good," namjoo coos in her ear, gentle and sweet. jimin wants to bathe in her. "we can try that if you want. we can try anything," she assures, roughly fucking into jimin's pussy and gently massaging one finger into her ass. it's exactly what she needs.

her face contorts as her pleasure bubbles into something scorching. she deals with it by fisting a hand into hwasa long hair and pulling her into a messy, rough kiss. the other woman falls into it as falling into grace, giving as much as she gets while riding jimin's fingers.

she throws her head back and tilts her hips up invitingly when jimin circles her tweet. the pleased moan she lets out when jimin gives it a little slap will haunt jimin's day for many weeks. now, she feels herself wet namjoo's fingers even more, panting as she bears

the force of her thrusts. sweat makes the fabric of her tee stick to her skin and she cannot stand it anymore.
"unnie, please take it off."
misunderstanding, namjoo pulls back to take off her own chemise. jimin laughs. "not that i'm complaining but i was taking about my own top."

"oh," namjoo in that soft, adorable, confused tone of hers. "yes, of course," she smiles bashfully before her gaze turns heated again. "i can't believe i get to see your tits," she breathes before reverently bringing her hands to jimin's hem and slowly peeling the tee off.

there's a suspended moment when no one moves as jimin is revealed to their hungry eyes. then hwasa leans down & flattens her tongue over one of jimin's nipples. the new position locks jimin's fingers inside her and hwasa squeezes them in with a smirk. following her friend's lead,

namjoo cups jimin's other tit and leans over to swallow her hardened bud.
jimin closes her eyes, acute desire swallowing her whole. it's almost too much to bear. or at least she thinks so until namjoo finds her pussy again, this time from behind and thrusting four fingers inside.

"ah, ah, ah," she chants, trying to get close to everything all at once. grinding down on namjoo's hand, arching her back for their hungry mouths, spreading her own fingers inside hwasa. "this is the single hottest moment of my life," this one breathes, licking a path up jimin's

neck.
jimin presses her thumb to her clit and hwasa jolts with a yelp. when jimin smirks at her, hwasa laughs and pulls into a lush kiss, spreading her thighs to grant jimin mobility. she starts thrusting into her with more vigour, drinking in every aborted noise falling off her

mouth.
namjoo works her fingers in out of her with ease, playing her like a fucking violin. the new angle is so perfect, every time she fucks into her, jimin sees stars. she's gentler with jimin now, taking her time stretching her out.
jimin's knees weaken with each thrust.

"i'm going to come," she warns.
"don't hwasa," yells suddenly. "i don't want this to end," she elaborates.
"we have all day, babe," namjoo purrs before pulling out of jimin falling to her knees to spread her ass and lick into her.

jimin comes suddenly, the breath knocked out of her, mouth open in a silent scream as waves of unbearable pleasure wash over her.
hwasa kneels too, mirroring namjoo and together they lick jimin until every bone in her body has melted.

"stop, stop," she whines when it becomes too much.
both women immediately relent, falling back. "hwasa, on your back," she orders and doesn't have to do so twice. hwasa lays on the cold kitchen floor, her crop top rising, uncovering half of her breasts.

jimin immediately follows her, spreading her thighs apart and settling between them.
"come on," hwasa crooks her index finger to call namjoo closer. jimin is too distracted by the beauty of hwasa's pussy to notice namjoo has settled over her face, caging hwasa with her thighs.

she looks up when namjoo groans and the image that meets her eyes is enough to send anyone into a coma. she is facing jimin, her cheeks flushed, her hands teasing her own nipples as she rides her friends face. hwasa has her hands on namjoo's ass, spreading her further.

jimin stares for a long while, feeling her arousal leak down her walls again. she licks her lips wondering if she should help but then hwasa nudges her back with her foot, reminding jimin that she can help indeed.
with namjoo's moans as soundtrack, jimin leans down and licks

over the folds of hwasa's cunt. her tongue flat against her soaking, heated sweetness, jimin takes her time tasting her. and oh does she taste sweet. she curls her tongue under her hood and laps at her clit. both hwasa and namjoo moan at the same time but jimin isn't deterred.

she starts slow but soon, their noises turn jimin sloppy. she slobbers over her, curling and uncurling her tongue, leaving no crevices untouched, making sure to circle back to her clit after every thrust inside her. it doesn't take long for hwasa's thighs to start shaking.

feeling hwasa's orgasm building through her shivers, jimin pulls back to rub over her pussy furiously. when she comes, hwasa showers jimin's hand and the kitchen floor with the force of her pleasure. she sobs into namjoo pussy. the latter falls forward on all four, head bent.

jimin hurries to her side cups her face in her hands and pulls her into a languorous, slow kiss.
"i'm so close," namjoo sobs between kisses. "fuck, i'm so close!"
hwasa is still whining behind her but jimin sees the moment she thrust three fingers inside namjoo.

she groans, throwing her head back and grinding down on hwasa's hands while jimin pays close attention to her tits. she takes one into her mouth and pulls on the bud until namjoo's entire body erupts in goosebumps.
"again," she whimpers. so jimin repeats the motion with the other

tit.
that does it. namjoo's body locks, every muscle rigid as she rides the waves of her pleasure, eyes rolled back and her tits in jimin's hands.

they all fall back to the floor. namjoo in between her roommate and her friend.
silence reigns for a while as each of them takes the time to sit with what just happened.
eventually, just when jimin started to feel really cold and self-conscious, hwasa speaks up.

"so, unnie, when you said we had all day..."
namjoo looks at her sideways. "i meant, call me captain america because i can do this all day."
"i don't remember captain america being this hot, or horny" jimin comments.
"well, he never met either of you."

later, they will jump in jimin's small shower together but for now, they lay on the hard, cold kitchen floor and exchange sweet kisses until they can feel their legs again.

- the end -
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