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I’m working on a larger smut piece with a female idol, but would love to do some shorter pieces in the interim for practice and inspiration. A few rules/disclaimers:
1). I am a busy adult. Your request may take some time.
2). I reserve the right to deny any request for any reason.
3). Only 18+ idols.
4). Male idols can be involved.
5). Reactions/drabbles only.
6). These are written for adults only.
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Passenger Princess | Sana
Genre: smut, established relationship (kinda), afab reader, fxf pairing Warnings: smut Minors DNI, car sex, thigh riding, oral sex, scissoring Synopsis: On your third date, you and Sana decide to take it to the next level. A/N: I'm thinking about doing more fxf drabbles/imagines. They will all be female idol x reader/OC and probably primarily smut. I won't do smut for idols born after 2001. Feel free to send requests to my inbox. No guarantee on when/if I'll write them, but I'd love some inspiration.
You weren’t sure how you managed to convince the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen to go on a date with you. Especially after you made a fool of yourself in the dance class you met in. Yet, here you were, on your third date with Sana.
“This is kinda cliche,” she said. “An overlook of the city at night and making out in the car.” Sana straddled your hips, her skirt contrasting with your jean-clad legs.
“Mm, it’s not usually two girls though,” you said, smirking as you brought your lips down to the soft and supple skin of her neck. Sana responded with a small whimper.
When she first agreed to go out with you, she’d admitted that she’d never gone out with a girl before, but had always been curious. It seemed that she liked it so far, having been the one to initiate the straddling.
You were dying to take it further; wanting to feel and taste every inch of her body. But you didn’t want to scare her. Though, you’d never know she was new to dating women, her confidence seemed to ooze out of her at times, seemingly surprising even herself.
“Will you give me more, sweetheart?” you asked, your hands gently wandering down to where her pleated mini skirt covered her ass. “Stop me if I go too far.”
Sana nodded her head and her breath hitched in her throat as you slowly began to lower the thin straps of her silk camisole. The jacket she’d worn over top long discarded. When the straps wouldn't go any further on their own, you tugged the shirt down over her breasts, feeling yourself grow increasingly wet as you realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Of course, she wasn't that shirt left little room to.
"Fuck," you said, taking in her chest. Immediately, you palmed one, causing Sana's head to fall back toward the steering wheel. Her little whimpers and moans only encouraged you to bring your mouth down to one of the nipples until you felt it harden beneath your tongue.
Sana began to grind down against your thigh. You could feel her wetness even through your jeans. To help her, you gently pulled up the hem of her skirt until just the bottom edge of her panties were visible.
"Fuck yourself on my thigh, Princess," you said, leaning back comfortably, flexed your thigh, and held her hips to help her balance. Ever eager to please, Sana placed her hands on the back of your car seat and began to grind her clit against your leg.
"Such a good girl," you said, reaching down to pull the hem of your shirt up over your head and reach behind you to unsnap your bra, letting her take you in as well. The car windows were beginning to fog up and you were certain the car shook.
Sana's breath hitched, and she was close to her first orgasm. But, she was holding back, her fingers digging into the seat.
"You wanna touch me?" you asked, grabbing her chin with your head and forcing her shy gaze to meet yours. "Don't be afraid, Princess. Touch me wherever and however you want." Gently, you guided one of her hands to your tit and allowed her to play around with it for a moment before you grabbed her hips. The signal to begin riding you again.
"You know, the first time I saw you dance, I couldn't stop thinking about what these hips could do." You left a mark just above her collarbone and felt her come from a combination of the delicious friction and your words.
As she caught her breath, you gathered her hair in your hand, twisting it around your wrist and letting it fall again and again. Sana had never looked more gorgeous and you were certain none of her past boyfriends managed to give her an orgasm like that with their dicks.
"You want to try eating my pussy, Princess?" you asked, reaching for the button of your jeans and pulling them down your thighs.
"Yes," Sana said. "Just tell me if I'm doing it wrong."
You smiled. "Don't worry about that." It was honestly cute how worried she was about pleasing you. You went into this knowing she was new to dating women and--if you were being honest--knowing you were the first girl to get her in this state of undress turned you on even more.
You moved your seat back all the way to make room for Sana to crouch in front of her. Sliding off your panties, you tossed them aside and spread your legs for her. Now that you were fully naked for her, a darker look took over her normally sweet brown eyes.
Sana wasted no time diving into your pussy. It almost surprised you the veracity she went in with. She started off by sucking on your clit; her hands clawing down your thighs. You let out a moan which seemed to only make her want to go harder.
Replacing her tongue with her fingers, she brought her tongue to your slit, drinking in your wetness and tonguing your slit like an absolute pro. You took her hair into your fist and used it as leverage to grind up into her tongue and chase your high.
"Fuck, Princess, you sure you've never done this before? You're a natural." Sana barely seemed to register what you'd said, too drunk on your pussy. It only took her a few more minutes to get you cumming.
When she pulled away and look at you, your juices covered her lips and--in your opinion--there was no sexier sight when she swooped her tongue across her lips to clean you off of her. But, it also had you already rearing to go again, needing to fuck her properly now. Without your normal supply of toys, it left you with one option.
"Lay back," you said, moving from the driver's seat and helping her lean the back all the way down. Pulling off her skirt and panties, you looked down at her pussy, nearly groaning just from the sight of it swollen and throbbing; needing a release.
Situating yourself above her, you brought your pussy down onto hers, grinding hard and fast against her. You groped at her chest and let your eyes sweep over her entire body and where you connected.
"Fuck, I'm going to make you into such a pretty little slut, Princess," you said, biting your lip as you felt your orgasm approaching.
"Yes, use me for your pleasure, please," Sana cried out. It was the encouragement you needed to get you both cumming and collapsing on one another at the same time.
"I cannot wait to get you home."
Sapphic K-Pop Masterlist
All are written for an 18+ audience. MDNI. All are female idol x female reader.
One Shots
Soyeon (G-idle)
Exceptions: voyeurism, bi-curious Soyeon, smut You’ve wanted Soyeon from the moment you saw her. But after seeing her hook up with guy after useless guy, you’d given up on ever getting to have Soyeon yourself. That is, until she asks to watch you with another lady.
Sana (Twice)
Passenger Princess: established relationship (kinda), car sex, smut On your third date, you and Sana decide to take it to the next level.
Hey, I've been reading your stories for a while now and I really like them. I would love it if you could do a shy male reader doing it for the first time with an experienced G!P Chaeyoung or anyone of your choice.
Let Me Teach You
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Paring: Top!GP!Chaeyoung x Bttm!Inexperienced!Male Reader
Genre: Smut
Requested
More: Masterlist
A/n: First Twice fanfic!
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The afternoon air had the scent of autumn leaves, a faint chill hinting at the season's approach. In a quiet apartment complex, the soft hum of a distant radio melded with the rustling of the trees outside. Inside a cozy room, a young man named M/n, his eyes glued to the screen of his phone, read through a series of messages from his new girlfriend, Karina. They had been chatting all day, sharing jokes and stories, and with every exchange, his heart fluttered. He had never felt so alive. Suddenly, the texts grew spicier, more intimate. Karina, it turned out, was feeling adventurous.
M/n's cheeks flushed as he read her words, the blood rushing to his face. She had suggested he come over to her place for the night, hinting at an experience she wanted to share with him. He had always been a bit shy around girls, but with Karina, something was different. Her confidence was infectious, making him feel like he could conquer the world. Swallowing his nerves, he typed out a message agreeing to meet her later that evening.
Everything was fine except one thing, he was virgin and she was not. The thought of this filled M/n with fear. He had heard stories, seen movies, but never experienced it himself. His mind raced with questions about what to expect, what to do, and what not to do. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that his roommate, Chaeyoung, had offered to help him out with the nerves. He had always been curious about her, but their friendship had remained purely platonic. Chaeyoung, with her black hair and piercing eyes, exuded an aura of confidence that could make anyone feel at ease.
M/n gathered his courage and approached her door. He knocked lightly, his heart hammering in his chest. The door swung open, and she greeted him with a knowing smile, her long fingers toying with the neckline of her shirt. She stepped aside, allowing him to enter the room that was a canvas of her artistic soul, filled with paintings and drawings scattered on the floor and walls. She knew what he was about to ask and she nodded before he could even utter a word.
They sat on the bed, her legs crossed comfortably. Chaeyoung spoke in a gentle tone, "You know, everyone's first time is special, and it's okay to be nervous." She took his hand and gave it a comforting squeeze, her grip firm and reassuring. "But remember, communication is key. Ask Karina what she likes, what she wants."
M/n nodded, feeling a bit more at ease. He took a deep breath and looked into Chaeyoung's eyes, "But what if I don't…you know…please her?"
Chaeyoung chuckled, a warm sound that filled the room. "Don't worry," she said, her voice a comforting purr, "Pleasure is about more than just the act itself. It's about connection, about making each other feel good." She leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But if you want some hands-on experience before the main event, I can give you a little crash course."
M/n's eyes widened, and he felt a thrill run down to his member, which was already standing at attention. Chaeyoung had always been open about her sexuality, but this was the first time she had ever offered something so personal. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should accept her offer. But the thought of being more prepared for the night with Karina was too tempting to resist.
"Okay," he murmured, his voice shaking slightly. Chaeyoung's smile grew, and she leaned in closer. "Just remember," she whispered, "This is just practice. It's nothing more, nothing less."
With that, she began to unbutton her shirt, revealing her toned stomach and the faint outline of something unusual beneath her pants. M/n's eyes followed the movement, a mix of curiosity and anxiety. When her shirt was open, she reached down and unzipped her pants, pulling them down to expose her girlcock. It was soft and pink, a stark contrast to what he had seen in the porn videos he had secretly watched. She noticed his surprise and chuckled, "It's a bit different, I know, but it's all part of the fun."
Her hand wrapped around it gently, giving it a stroke. It began to swell and harden before his very eyes. M/n couldn't help but stare, his own cock now straining against his jeans. Chaeyoung noticed his gaze and gave him a playful wink. "Ready to get your hands dirty?"
He nodded, his breath hitching. Chaeyoung scooted closer, straddling one of his legs. "First things first," she said, taking his hand in hers, "You need to learn how to touch it." She placed his trembling hand on her growing member, guiding him through a series of strokes. "It's all about the rhythm," she coached, her voice low and sultry. "Find what feels good and stick to it."
M/n listened intently, his thumb tracing the velvety skin. The warmth and weight of it in his hand was surprising, and he found himself getting lost in the sensation. Chaeyoung's breath grew heavier, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Good," she murmured, "Now, let's try some different speeds and pressures."
As he explored her, she began to move her hips, setting a rhythm for him to follow. She was patient, correcting his grip when necessary and praising him when he hit the right spot. M/n's nerves slowly melted away as he focused on the task at hand. The room grew thick with anticipation, the air charged with a tension that was both electrifying and terrifying. His own cock was now painfully hard, begging for attention.
"Remember, it's all about the journey," Chaeyoung breathed, her voice a gentle guide in his ear. "The build-up is just as important as the climax." She leaned back, giving him more space to work. His strokes grew bolder, his confidence swelling with each passing moment. Her skin was smooth and soft, and the way her member responded to his touch was mesmerizing.
He watched as a bead of precum formed at the tip, glistening in the soft light. Chaeyoung took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her chest rising and falling. "You can kiss it," she suggested, her voice barely a whisper. He hesitated, unsure if he was ready for this level of intimacy, but her encouraging gaze spurred him on. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the sensitive tip. The taste was faintly sweet and salty, and she let out a soft moan that sent a bolt of excitement through his body.
M/n's strokes grew more confident, and Chaeyoung's hips began to rock in time with his movements. She reached down and began to touch herself, her other hand resting on his shoulder. "This is what you do to get someone ready," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "It's all about making them want more."
Her hand slid down his back, her nails lightly digging into his skin. He could feel her breath on his neck, and it sent shivers down his spine. He leaned in closer, his mouth closing around her cock. The sensation was strange at first, but the way she gasped encouraged him to continue. He took his time, exploring with his tongue and teeth, learning what she liked and what she didn't.
The room was filled with the sound of their combined breaths, the rustling of fabric, and the occasional slap of skin on skin. Chaeyoung's moans grew louder, and she began to thrust into his mouth, her movements more urgent. He could feel her body tensing, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to release. It was a powerful feeling, knowing he had the power to make her feel so good.
Encouraged, M/n's strokes grew faster and more deliberate. He could feel her cock swell in his grip, and he knew she was close. He increased his pace, his tongue flicking against the sensitive underside. Chaeyoung's breath hitched, and she threw her head back, her grip on his shoulder tightening. "O-oh, M/n~," she breathed, "That's…that's so good."
Her hips bucked upward, and she let out a low growl as she came, her warmth filling his mouth. He pulled back, watching as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her chest heaving. She looked down at him, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. "Good job," she said with a soft smile, her voice hoarse. "Now, it's your turn."
M/n felt his cheeks redden as she turned her attention to him, her hand reaching for his erection. She undid his pants, her movements deft and practiced. "Relax," she murmured, "Let me take care of you."
Her hand wrapped around his cock, her thumb circling the sensitive head. He couldn't believe this was happening—his best friend, the person he had confided in so much, was now touching him in such an intimate way. But as her hand began to pump, the sensations overwhelmed him. It felt incredible, and all he could do was lean back and let her guide him.
"Turn around baby," Chaeyoung murmured, her voice thick with desire. "I'll show you how to get fucked right."
M/n felt his heart hammering in his chest as he did as he was told, turning to face the bed. He couldn't believe this was happening with Chaeyoung, of all people. But the way she looked at him, with hunger in her eyes, made him feel like he was the only person in the world who mattered. She grabbed a bottle of lube from her nightstand, the sound of the cap popping open echoing in the silence. He felt her slick fingers against his skin, spreading him open gently. He gasped at the coldness, but it was quickly replaced by a warm, burning need.
Chaeyoung's hand worked him expertly, her fingers delving into his inexperienced body. He squirmed, his eyes squeezed shut, as she found that special spot that made his toes curl. "Just like that," he heard her murmur, "You're going to feel so good." His breaths grew ragged, his body betraying his nerves as he grew more and more aroused. He felt her shift behind him, her legs straddling his.
The pressure against his hole was sudden, but not painful. Chaeyoung's member nudged at him insistently, and he took a deep breath, preparing himself for what was to come. "Relax," she whispered again, her voice a gentle caress. He felt the head of her cock push into him, and his body tensed. It was strange, but not unpleasant. The sensation of being filled was something new, something he hadn't anticipated.
He could feel her muscles flex as she pushed further, her cock sliding inch by inch into his tightness. He bit his lip, the pressure building until she was fully seated inside him. He took a moment to adjust to the fullness, feeling a mix of discomfort and excitement. "Okay?" she asked, her voice thick with lust. He nodded, his eyes still shut tight.
"Good," she whispered, her breath hot against his neck. She began to move, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm that made his body quiver. M/n felt like he was being split in two, the sensation overwhelming, but he didn't want her to stop. He reached down and took his cock in hand, stroking it in time with her thrusts.
Chaeyoung's grip on his hips tightened, her nails digging in just enough to sting. She started to pick up the pace, her movements growing more demanding. He could hear the wet sounds of their bodies meeting, a symphony of pleasure that was music to his ears. "Harder," he whimpered, his voice barely recognizable. She complied, her thrusts becoming more powerful.
M/n's hand worked in time with hers, the friction on his cock matching the rhythm of her hips. He felt a pressure building within him, a storm gathering strength. Chaeyoung's breath was hot against his neck, her teeth grazing his earlobe. "You're going to come for me," she said, her voice a command and a promise. He couldn't hold back, the feeling too intense. His hand flew over his shaft, his body tense and shaking.
With a final, desperate push, M/n's orgasm hit him like a tidal wave. He came hard, his eyes flying open as he shouted her name, the release so intense that it left his vision spotty. Chaeyoung's movements grew erratic behind him, her breath hot and ragged against his neck. He could feel her cock pulsing inside him, her own climax approaching.
"Fff-uck! C-an I cum inside you?" Chaeyoung's voice was a needy rasp, her grip on his hips tightening. M/n nodded, too overwhelmed by the intensity of his own orgasm to form coherent words. She took that as consent and picked up the pace, her thrusts growing more erratic. He felt the warmth of her seed fill him, her body shaking with the force of her climax. For a moment, they stayed like that, connected in the most intimate way possible, their bodies entwined and panting.
As the aftershocks of pleasure subsided, Chaeyoung pulled out and collapsed beside him, her chest heaving. "How was that?" she asked, her voice a mix of pride and concern. M/n rolled over to face her, his cheeks flushed and eyes glazed with satisfaction. "It was… amazing," he finally managed to say, his voice hoarse.
They laid there in silence for a moment, the only sound in the room their ragged breathing. Chaeyoung leaned over and kissed his forehead, her lips lingering there. "Remember," she said, her voice gentle, "What we did here was just practice. It's okay if it feels weird at first. It's all about finding what feels good for you."
M/n nodded, still processing the overwhelming experience. He had never felt so vulnerable, yet so alive. He turned to face her, looking into her eyes that now held a hint of tenderness. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
Chaeyoung smiled, her hand brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. "You're welcome," she said softly. "Now you know what to expect, and I'm sure Karina will love it." Her words were meant to reassure him, but they also stirred a cocktail of emotions inside M/n. The intimacy they had just shared was something he had never expected with her, and it left him feeling both closer and more confused than ever.
Should I make a part two with Karina???
hi baes, pls send in some requests <3 (preferably g-idle, blackpink or twice pls)
her abs….
like grinding on her abs- she would look so cute whining that she wants to taste u, but no. she was teasing u on stage and now she has to learn. pouty face [:(] bc she just wants u.
“mommy pls!! need to taste u” “should have thought about that. now shhh” as u keep grinding, holding her hands above her head so she can’t touch u (meanie)