Chapter 1: The visit 💸
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The clock had already struck past midnight when the sharp buzz of the doorbell sliced through the silence of their tiny apartment. Jiho flinched, guilt crawling up his spine. He already knew who it was.
Tae padded over to the door, hips swaying under the tight, low-cut dress she had slipped into earlier that evening just to tease her husband. The thin fabric clung to her curves — her plump ass visible in every step, her full breasts pressing against the neckline as if they’d burst out any second.
When she opened the door, two tall men filled the doorway. Jungkook and Yoongi. Heavy shoulders, dark eyes that raked down her body without shame. Tae froze under their stare, her lips parting slightly.
Jiho hurried forward, voice shaky. “Come in, please. Sit down.”
They stepped inside, their presence overwhelming in the small living room. Jungkook smirked first, his gaze dragging from Tae’s breasts to the hem of her dress.
“Didn’t know Jiho was hiding such a slutty little wife,” he muttered, loud enough for both men to hear.
Yoongi chuckled darkly. “No wonder he’s broke. Must spend everything just keeping her dressed like this.”
Jiho’s face burned, but he said nothing. Tae bit her lip, cheeks pink, caught between shame and a sudden, forbidden thrill at the way they looked at her.
She scurried into the kitchen, poured cool drinks, and brought them back with trembling hands. The men didn’t bother hiding their stares. When she bent forward to set the glasses on the table, her cleavage nearly spilled out, and both Jungkook and Yoongi groaned softly.
“Why don’t you sit with us, sweetheart?” Jungkook said, patting the empty spot between them.
Tae looked at Jiho in disbelief, silently begging him to say no. But Jiho, swallowing hard, gave the smallest nod. “Go ahead.”
Her stomach flipped. Obediently, she lowered herself onto the couch between them. The men spread out on either side, thighs pressing against hers. The heat from their bodies made her dizzy.
“Damn,” Yoongi whispered, leaning close enough for his breath to tickle her ear. “Your wife smells like a whorehouse already.”
Her nipples tightened under her dress.
Jungkook chuckled, reaching to toy lazily with the strap of her dress. “Bet Jiho never told you he was in debt. Maybe you could work it off for him.”
“Please,” Jiho blurted, desperate, his voice cracking. “I just need more time. I’ll get the money together, I swear.”
Yoongi leaned back, sipping his drink. “We already gave you time.”
The air grew tense. Tae’s thighs pressed together, her pussy wetting shamelessly at the filth in their voices.
Finally, both men rose from the couch. Jungkook smirked down at her one last time, eyes glinting.
“Better pay fast, Jiho. Otherwise, we’ll find… other ways.”
Yoongi winked at Tae as he stepped out the door. “Goodbye, doll. Sweet dreams.”
The door clicked shut behind them, leaving silence in their wake. Tae sat frozen, chest heaving, her cheeks flushed hot. Her panties clung to her, soaked.
She had no idea why her body reacted like that. But when she dared glance at Jiho, she saw the same wild, guilty fire burning in his eyes.
Chapter 2: The suggestion 🤤
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The apartment was quiet after Jungkook and Yoongi left, but the air still vibrated with their voices, their smirks, their filthy laughter. Tae sat on the edge of the bed, hands fisting the hem of her dress, her thighs pressed together, still wet from how openly the men had ogled her.
Jiho paced the room, running a hand through his hair. His chest rose and fell fast. He finally stopped, staring at his wife with an intensity that made her squirm.
“They liked you,” he said suddenly, his voice low and rough.
Tae’s eyes widened. “Jiho—don’t.”
“They did,” he insisted, stepping closer. “Did you see the way they couldn’t take their eyes off you? The things they said? They… they wanted you, Tae.”
Her cheeks burned. “That’s disgusting. They were humiliating me, Jiho. Calling me names like I was some cheap whore.”
But her voice faltered, betraying her. Because deep inside, the way they called her slut, doll, whore had made her nipples ache and her pussy drip.
Jiho leaned down, his lips almost at her ear. “What if… what if that’s how we repay them?”
Her breath caught. “W-what?”
“You heard them. They’re tired of waiting. They want something else. Tae…” He swallowed hard, ashamed of the words spilling out, yet unable to stop. “What if you give them what they want? Just once. Let them… fuck you. In exchange for more time.”
Tae jerked back, gasping. “Jiho! How can you even say that? I’m your wife!”
“I know, I know,” he said quickly, grabbing her hands. His palms were sweaty. “But think about it. You saw how they looked at you. They’d pay anything to have you. And maybe…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “…maybe it doesn’t stop with them. Maybe we could make money. A lot of money. We could turn this apartment into something else. A private house. Exclusive. Just you, my gorgeous slutty wife, taking men and making them pay.”
Tae’s heart slammed against her ribs. Her mouth opened in shock. “You… you want me to be a whore?”
The word hit her harder than she expected. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to scream. But her thighs rubbed together, betraying her, because her panties were already soaked.
Jiho cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. His voice was low, hoarse. “You’re so beautiful, Tae. You’re made for it. The way they stared at you tonight? You loved it. Don’t lie. You were wet. Weren’t you?”
Her lips trembled. “N-no—”
But Jiho’s hand slid down her thigh, fingers pressing against the damp fabric of her panties. She gasped, caught.
“Liar,” he whispered. “You’re dripping.”
Tae let out a shaky moan, torn between outrage and arousal. Her husband’s words were filthy, degrading — and yet the idea of being desired, of being watched, of being used like that… it lit a fire deep inside her belly.
“Think about it,” Jiho murmured, kissing her ear. “One night with Jungkook and Yoongi. Then more. Men lining up, paying for a taste of you. You’d be worshipped, slut. Desired. Our debt gone. And we’d be rich.”
Tae closed her eyes, trembling. Out loud, she whispered, “You’re disgusting…”
But inside, her pussy clenched at the thought.
Chapter 3: The first night 🍆🍑
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“Well, well,” Jungkook drawled. “So it’s true. Jiho’s turning his little apartment into a whorehouse.”
Yoongi chuckled darkly. “Bet his wife’s dripping, waiting for us.”
Jiho forced a nervous laugh, motioning them toward the bedroom. “She’s ready.”
When he opened the door, Tae was sitting on the edge of the bed, thighs pressed together, chest heaving under the lace bra. She looked up, her face flushed, lips parted — the picture of nervous temptation.
Jungkook’s eyes widened. “Fuck…” He let out a low whistle. “Jiho, you’re telling me this slut has been sitting at home all this time and you’ve been keeping her to yourself?”
Yoongi grinned. “What a waste. Look at her. Built to be fucked.”
Tae gasped, clutching at the sheets. “Don’t… don’t talk about me like that—”
But Jiho stepped behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “They’re right, baby. You were made for this. Show them how perfect you are.”
Yoongi stepped forward, his gaze glued to the dark stain between her thighs. “She’s wet already. What a filthy wife.”
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Chapter 4: The morning whore 💦
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Her gaze flicked down and her breath hitched. Jungkook’s thick cock was still buried inside her swollen pussy, twitching against her walls, locked in place even in his sleep. She moaned softly at the stretch, her hips giving the tiniest involuntary roll.
The sound made Jungkook stir, his eyes cracking open. He grinned lazily. “Fuck… this whore’s already grinding on me in her sleep.”
Yoongi yawned, then smirked when he caught sight of her flushed face. “Of course she is. Look at her. Jiho’s wife was born to be a cock-sleeve.”
Tae whimpered, shivering at their filthy words, her pussy tightening greedily around Jungkook’s cock.
“God, she’s still wet,” Jungkook groaned, thrusting his hips up suddenly, slamming deeper into her. Tae cried out, clutching the sheets as the cock buried inside her hit all the right spots. “Hear that, Jiho? Your wife’s begging cock to wake her up.”
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Chapter 5: The Bath & The Plan 🛀🫧💦
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When Jungkook and Yoongi finally left, the apartment felt strangely quiet. The sheets were ruined, the air still thick with the smell of cum and sweat. Tae lay limp on the bed, her body trembling from overstimulation, her pussy still leaking from being stuffed all night.
Jiho stood over her, his chest rising and falling, eyes dark with lust and pride. Then he bent down, scooping her up carefully into his arms.
“You’re a mess, baby,” he whispered, kissing her temple. “My perfect, ruined little slut.”
Tae hid her face in his chest, blushing furiously even though she was glowing with satisfaction. “You’re so mean… calling me that…”
But her thighs squeezed together at his words.
Jiho carried her into the bathroom, setting her gently into the tub. He ran the water warm, the steam filling the space, then climbed in behind her. Tae leaned back against his chest, eyes fluttering shut, exhausted but aroused all over again from his closeness.
His hands slid down her stomach, between her thighs, to her swollen pussy. She gasped when he touched her — her lips puffy, clit aching, juices still sticky.
“Fuck,” Jiho groaned, rubbing her folds slowly. “You’re still soaked… still open from their cocks. You loved it, didn’t you?”
“N-no…” Tae whimpered, but her hips lifted into his hand, betraying her.
“Yes, you did,” Jiho growled into her ear, his fingers circling her clit. “You loved being their little whore. You loved the way they called you names. You loved having your pussy stuffed full of cum.”
Tae’s nails dug into his thighs behind her. “I… I loved it,” she admitted in a broken moan.
“That’s my girl,” Jiho whispered, sliding two fingers into her sloppy hole. “My beautiful slut wife. You’re mine, and I get to share you however I want. Doesn’t that make you wet?”
“Yes!” Tae cried, her body convulsing.
Jiho pumped his fingers harder, curling them, his palm grinding her clit. Water splashed everywhere as Tae writhed in his lap. “Squirt for me, whore. Show me how bad you need it.”
Her back arched, a strangled scream ripping from her throat as clear fluid gushed out, spraying over his hand and into the bathwater. Jiho held her tight, still fingering her through it, his cock hard against her back.
“That’s it, baby,” he praised darkly. “Make a mess for me. You’re my perfect fountain whore.”
Tae collapsed back against him, panting, her pussy twitching and leaking around his fingers.
After washing her tenderly, he carried her back to the bedroom and laid her on clean sheets. They cuddled close, both breathing heavily, and for a long moment it was quiet.
Then Jiho broke the silence. “We need more money. More than what two guys can give.”
Tae looked up at him shyly, chewing her lip. “What are you saying…?”
Jiho smirked, brushing her hair from her face. “I’m saying we could make this permanent. We could turn our apartment into something else. A private house. Exclusive. Just for men who can pay. You’d be the star, Tae. The whore they all come for.”
Her eyes widened, but her cheeks flushed pink. She squirmed under his gaze, her pussy already clenching at the thought. “Jiho…” she whispered. “You’re really serious?”
“Dead serious,” he murmured, kissing her. “You were made for this. Look at you — slutty, gorgeous, dripping for cock. They’ll line up just to taste you. And every time they use you, we’ll get paid.”
Tae hid her face in his chest, giggling nervously. “You’re terrible… turning your wife into a whore.”
But when she looked up again, her eyes were dark with lust, her lips trembling. “And I… I think I want it too.”
Jiho’s cock throbbed at her words. He grinned, gripping her chin. “Then it’s settled. This house becomes a whorehouse. And you, Tae… you’ll be the greatest whore they’ve ever known.”
Tae moaned softly, her thighs pressing together. She was shy, turned on, and completely his.
Chapter 6: The first client night 🍆🔥
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Namjoon smirked, cupping her chin. “Now… be a good whore and show me what I paid for.”
He kissed her roughly, his tongue forcing into her mouth as his hands gripped her ass hard, kneading the flesh. Tae moaned, melting against him, her body already giving in.
“Fuck,” he groaned against her lips. “You’re dripping, aren’t you? Just from a kiss?”
“I… I can’t help it,” she whispered, embarrassed.
“Good,” Namjoon said, stripping off his shirt to reveal his toned chest. “That’s how a proper slut should be.”
He pushed her down onto the couch, his large hands spreading her thighs. He tugged her thong aside, exposing her glistening pussy lips. “Look at this. Pink, puffy, and begging to be filled. Jiho’s lucky I don’t buy you from him permanently.”
Tae gasped, heat flooding her cheeks as he leaned down, licking a long stripe up her slit. Her back arched, a loud moan spilling from her lips.
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Chapter 7: The rich old client 💸👅
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Jiho came home the next morning whistling, a spring in his step. Tae was still sprawled on the bed, her hair messy, her body sore, her pussy leaking cum from last night’s ordeal. She tried to cover herself shyly with the blanket when she saw him.
But Jiho only grinned, climbing onto the bed and cupping her face. “You were incredible last night, baby. Do you know what Namjoon said to me?”
Her eyes widened. “He… he called you?”
“Mm-hm.” Jiho kissed her softly, then laughed. “He said you were the best whore he’s ever had. That you’re worth every dollar. He wants to see you again.”
Tae flushed bright red, hiding her face in his chest. “Don’t call me that…”
“You are that,” Jiho whispered darkly, kissing her neck. “My perfect little whore. And I couldn’t be prouder.”
Her thighs pressed together at his words, her pussy throbbing.
Jiho pulled back with a grin. “Which is why today, I’m rewarding you. We’re going shopping. You deserve to look like the luxury slut you are.”
Tae gasped, eyes sparkling. “Shopping? Really?”
“Of course. Get dressed, baby. Wear something slutty. I want the whole city to know what’s mine.”
Tae giggled, hopping off the bed. She picked a tight, short white dress that barely contained her breasts, her nipples visibly poking through. The hem stopped just below her ass, her thighs bare except for high heels that made her legs look endless. She checked herself in the mirror, biting her lip. She looked like temptation itself.
Jiho nearly drooled when she stepped out. “Fuck, Tae. You’re going to make every man in that store hard.”
“That’s the idea,” she teased, kissing him on the cheek.
The luxury boutique sparkled with chandeliers and glass displays. Designer dresses, shoes, and jewelry lined the walls. Tae strutted through the aisles, her ass swaying, men’s eyes following her every move. Jiho walked proudly behind her, grinning like a pimp showing off his prize.
Then she noticed him.
Near the jewelry counter, an older man stood — heavyset, with a round belly under his expensive suit, a thick gold watch gleaming on his wrist. His eyes lingered shamelessly on Tae’s breasts, his tongue wetting his lips.
Tae smirked, deciding to tease. She bent over slightly near him to look at a display, her dress riding up, her tits spilling forward.
The man’s breath hitched, and before she could move away, his hand reached out and squeezed her breast through the thin fabric. Tae gasped, her knees almost buckling.
“Oh—” she moaned softly, biting her lip.
The man smirked. “Soft… just as I thought. What’s your name, darling?”
She straightened slowly, her cheeks flushed. “Taehyung. But… I have a husband.” She pointed across the shop at Jiho, who was pretending to browse watches.
The man chuckled, completely unfazed. “Good. I like husbands. Name’s Bang Si Hyuk. And I want you for the night.”
Tae’s heart raced at his boldness. “You can’t just… I’m not…”
But before she could finish, he strolled over to Jiho, pulled a thick envelope from his jacket, and slapped it into Jiho’s hand.
“Ten thousand dollars,” Bang Si Hyuk said coolly. “I’m taking your wife with me tonight.”
Jiho’s eyes went wide at the sight of the cash. He nodded quickly, his grin stretching ear to ear. “Of course, sir! She’s all yours.”
Tae’s pussy clenched at the transaction. The way her husband had just sold her off, proud and eager, made her thighs tremble.
Bang Si Hyuk turned back to her, extending his hand. “Come along, darling. Let’s see if you’re worth what I just paid.”
Tae’s face was hot, her body buzzing, but she slipped her hand into his. She glanced back at Jiho, who winked and mouthed, “Be a good slut.”
Her stomach fluttered, and her pussy dripped as she followed the older man out of the store.
Chapter 8: The night with Mr. Bang 🍆🍑💦
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Tae coughed and swallowed frantically, her face a mess, her jeweled bra wet with streaks.
Bang smirked, slapping his cock against her cheek. “Wear my cum like the whore you are. Now get on the bed. I want to ruin that tight pussy.”
He stood, stripping out of his clothes, his belly round but his frame still powerful. Tae lay back on the silk sheets, her legs spread, her jeweled thong pulled aside to reveal her dripping pussy.
“Please, Mr. Bang…” she whispered. “Fuck me.”
He climbed over her, pressing the fat head of his cock against her entrance. “Say it louder, whore.”
“Fuck me!” Tae cried, desperate. “Fuck your paid slut!”
With a growl, he slammed inside, stretching her wide. Tae screamed, her back arching as his cock bottomed out.
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Chapter 9: Insatiable Mr. Bang 🥵💦
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“Where do you think you’re going, whore?” Bang’s voice was still husky with sleep, but his eyes burned with hunger.
“I-I thought… maybe I should go—”
“You’re not going anywhere today,” he growled, rolling over her, his heavy body pinning her to the mattress. His cock, thick and hot, pressed against her pussy, still leaking from last night. “I paid for the night, but now I want the day too. You’re mine until I’m done.”
Tae gasped, her pussy already dripping. “Mr. Bang…”
“Shut up,” he snapped, shoving inside her with one brutal thrust.
Tae screamed, her nails raking down his back as his cock filled her again, even rougher than last night.
“Fuck yes,” Bang groaned, slamming into her. “So tight again. Your pussy was made for my cock. Jiho’s wife, spread out in my bed, dripping like a common whore.”
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Chapter 10: The facetime whore 📱🍆🥵
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Bang grinned, ramming deeper. But then her phone buzzed on the nightstand.
He glanced at it — the screen lit up with an incoming FaceTime call. Jiho.
A wicked smirk spread across Bang’s face. He yanked Tae’s hair back, making her cry out. “Answer it.”
“What—?” She panted, eyes wide.
“Answer it. Put him on. I want your husband to see what ten thousand dollars buys.”
Her pussy clenched hard at his words. With trembling fingers, she grabbed the phone and swiped, the screen filling with Jiho’s smiling face.
“Baby?” Jiho’s voice came through. “How are—”
Then his smile froze. His eyes widened, his jaw dropping. On his screen, his wife was on all fours, her tits swinging, Bang Si Hyuk’s fat cock slamming into her pussy from behind.
“Holy fuck,” Jiho whispered, his face flushing.
Bang grinned, spanking Tae’s ass, making her squeal. “Enjoying the show, Jiho? Your little wife’s a perfect whore. She’s moaning like a bitch in heat for me.”
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Chapter 11: The yacht whore 🛥️🫦
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The morning sun streamed into Jiho’s modest apartment. He sat at the table with his cheap laptop, sipping coffee when his banking app buzzed. His eyes went wide.
+$20,000 credited to your account.
A second later, a message popped up on his phone.
Bang Si Hyuk: I’ll be keeping your wife for a few more nights. Sending her on my yacht today. My friends will be there too. Don’t worry — she’ll be well taken care of.
Jiho’s cock stirred instantly. He nearly laughed at how easy it was. Twenty thousand dollars in one morning — just for letting his wife be used. He whispered to himself, grinning: “That’s my good little whore. Earn for us, baby.”
On the other side of the city, Tae stirred awake in Bang’s massive bed. Her body was sore, her thighs sticky with cum from the endless night before. She moaned softly, stretching like a cat, her tits rising and falling beautifully.
Bang leaned over her, his large body heavy against hers. Without a word, he kissed her, wet and sloppy, his tongue invading her mouth. She whimpered under him, instantly wet again.
“Mmm,” he growled against her lips. “Morning, slut. You’re not done. Not even close.”
“Mr. Bang…” she panted, already trembling.
He pulled back, smirking. “Get up. Shower. Then dress in something slutty. I’m taking you on my yacht for a few days. My friends will be there.”
Her heart skipped. “Your… friends?”
Bang chuckled, slapping her pussy lightly, making her yelp. “Powerful men. Rich men. Men who like to share. You’ll be fucked by all of them. Every hole. Every way. That’s what I paid for.”
Tae’s pussy throbbed, her cheeks flushing as she whispered, “Yes, sir… I’ll be ready.”
She dressed in what Bang chose for her — a micro-mini dress so short her ass cheeks peeked out, with no panties, and a thin jeweled bra that barely covered her nipples. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor as she followed him out, her body screaming “slut” with every step.
The limousine dropped them at the pier, where Bang’s yacht towered like a floating palace — all white marble decks, multiple levels, crew bustling to prepare. Tae gasped, her eyes wide.
“W-wow… it’s beautiful…”
Bang smirked, gripping her ass possessively. “Not as beautiful as my whore.”
Onboard, the air smelled of salt and expensive liquor. Several men were already there, lounging with cigars and champagne. Older, powerful, suited — all with hungry eyes when they saw Tae.
“Gentlemen,” Bang announced proudly, pulling her forward by the wrist. “This is Taehyung. Jiho’s wife. My personal whore for the week.”
The men chuckled darkly, clinking glasses. One whistled low. “Goddamn, Bang. You always bring the best. Look at that body… those tits.”
Tae flushed, her nipples hard under the jeweled bra. She tried to look down, but Bang tilted her chin up.
“Show them, slut,” he ordered.
Tae bit her lip, then slowly bent over, her ass barely covered, her breasts spilling forward. The men groaned in approval, adjusting their trousers.
“Perfect,” one muttered. “I can’t wait to split her open.”
Bang grinned. “And you will. All of you will. She’ll be our yacht whore.”
Tae’s pussy dripped at the words, her body burning with shame and excitement.
As the yacht sailed, Bang paraded her around the deck, naked now, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. Crew members pretended to focus on their duties, but their eyes darted to her bouncing tits, her glistening pussy.
Bang didn’t care. He made her straddle his lap on a lounge chair, bouncing on his cock as the ocean breeze whipped through her hair.
“Wave to the crew,” he ordered, gripping her hips.
Tae moaned, lifting her hand weakly, waving while Bang slammed into her from below. Cum dripped down her thighs as she obeyed, her body on display for everyone.
Later, Bang pushed her into the jacuzzi where two of his friends were waiting. She gasped as their eyes devoured her.
Bang leaned down, whispering filth in her ear. “Tonight, slut, you’ll be fucked by every man here. They’ll use every hole you have. You’ll be the yacht’s whore.”
Tae whimpered, her pussy clenching hard. “Y-yes… I’ll be your yacht whore…”
The men laughed, pouring champagne over her tits, licking it off as she moaned.
Bang sat back, lighting a cigar, watching proudly as his jewel was prepared for her first gangbang at sea.
Chapter 12: The yacht gangbang 🛥️🍆🍆🍆💦💸🔥
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“Gentlemen,” he announced, voice booming. “Your entertainment for tonight. Jiho’s wife. My personal slut. A pussy worth twenty thousand.”
The men roared with laughter, glasses raised. Tae blushed hard, her nipples stiff, her thighs slick.
Bang slapped her ass, making her yelp. “On your knees, whore. Show them what your mouth is for.”
Tae obeyed, sinking to her knees on the polished wood. One of the men — tall, broad, with a gold watch — unzipped his pants and shoved his cock in her face.
“Open wide, slut.”
She wrapped her lips around him, gagging slightly as he pushed deep. The men cheered, some stroking themselves as they watched.
“Good bitch,” Bang said, exhaling smoke. “Look at her choke. Perfect fucking cocksucker.”
Another man stepped behind her, slapping her ass before shoving his cock into her pussy from behind. Tae moaned around the cock in her mouth, her body used at both ends.
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Chapter 13: The staffs whore 🌶️🔥
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Down in the kitchen, she found a bottle of water. But as she lifted it to her lips, she noticed three yacht staff frozen in place, staring at her.
They were young men in uniforms, supposed to be cleaning or preparing food for the next day. But their eyes were glued to her body, wide and desperate.
Tae blushed faintly, realizing — they had watched her all day, serving and cleaning, but never allowed to touch.
She tilted her head, her pink lips curving in a mischievous smile. “You boys… you’ve been staring all day, haven’t you?”
They swallowed hard, one stammering, “M-Ma’am, we didn’t—”
She walked closer, hips swaying, her bare tits bouncing slightly. “Don’t lie. I can see your cocks.” Her eyes flicked down — their trousers bulged shamelessly.
They looked panicked, ashamed. Tae’s pussy throbbed at the sight.
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Chapter 14: The husband’s gift 📹💦🤤🥵
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“Baby…” he whispered, cupping her face, then kissing her hard. His tongue dove into her mouth, tasting Bang’s remnants still on her breath.
Tae whimpered against his lips, clutching him weakly. “Jiho… I-I’m filthy… I didn’t wash…”
“Good,” he growled, his hand sliding down to her soaked slit, feeling the cum still dripping. “My slutty wife, coming back to me full of another man’s seed. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
Later, they sat together on the bed, the laptop open. Tae handed him the pen drive with trembling fingers. “Bang said… this is for you…”
Jiho slid it in. The screen lit up with her image — Tae bent over the yacht’s dining table, two cocks inside her, cum streaking her tits. The audio filled the room: her screams, the men’s laughter, Bang’s commands.
Jiho’s cock strained painfully against his pants as he watched.
“God damn, Tae,” he groaned. “You’re… you’re such a whore. Look at you. Loose, stretched, sagging tits from men grabbing you all night.”
Tae hid her face in shame, her thighs squeezing together. “J-Jiho… don’t say that…”
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