Minji was already dripping when she shoved me against the hotel door. She didn’t say hello. She just grabbed my belt, yanked it open, and dropped to her knees like she’d been thinking about my cock all day. Her black hair fell over her face as she pulled me out, spit on the head, and swallowed me in one wet gulp. I groaned and fisted her hair, feeling her throat squeeze around me.
“Fuck, that’s it,” I growled. She looked up with those dark eyes, mascara already threatening to run, and moaned around my shaft like she lived for it. Her tongue worked the underside while she pumped the base with both hands, jerking me into her mouth. Saliva ran down her chin and onto her small tits, soaking the thin white tank top she hadn’t bothered to take off.
I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the desk.
The city lights of Seoul glittered outside the window, but I only cared about the view between her legs. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips puffy and shiny with juice. I slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint and she pushed back, begging without words.
“Put it in,” she hissed. “I need that thick cock stretching me.”
I lined up and drove straight in. She was tight, hotter than hell, and so wet I bottomed out on the first thrust. Minji cried out, fingers clawing the desk. I didn’t give her time to adjust. I fucked her hard, hips slapping against her ass, the wet sound of her cunt taking me filling the room. Every time I pulled back her pussy clung to my shaft like it didn’t want to let go.
She reached back and spread herself wider. “Deeper. Wreck that Korean pussy.”
I grabbed her hips and pounded harder, balls swinging against her clit. Her moans turned into broken little sobs of pleasure. I felt her start to shake and knew she was close. I reached under and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles while I kept slamming into her. Minji came with a sharp scream, her walls clamping down so hard I almost lost it. Her juices ran down my balls and dripped onto the floor.
I didn’t stop. I pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the desk, and shoved back inside. Her legs went over my shoulders and I leaned in, folding her in half. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I spit on them and squeezed, pinching her dark nipples until she whimpered.
“Harder,” she begged. “Use me like a fucking slut.”
I gave her exactly what she asked for. The desk shook. Pens rolled off. I fucked her until her eyes rolled back and she came again, squirting around my cock this time. The mess splashed my thighs and the floor. I pulled out, dragged her off the desk, and pushed her to her knees again.
“Clean it,” I ordered.
She licked her own cream off my shaft, moaning like it was the best meal she’d ever had. Then she opened wide and let me fuck her throat. I held her head with both hands and used her mouth until spit and pre-cum ran in strings from her chin. When I was ready I pulled out and painted her pretty face with thick ropes of cum. It landed on her tongue, her cheeks, one eye. She swallowed what she could and scooped the rest into her mouth with her fingers.
We weren’t done.
I carried her to the bed, dropped her on all fours, and took her ass next. She was even tighter there. I worked my cock in slowly at first, then faster once she relaxed. Minji buried her face in the pillow and pushed back, taking every inch. I reached under and fingered her pussy while I reamed her ass. She came again, clenching so hard I had to grit my teeth to keep going.
By the time I filled her ass with another load, we were both soaked in sweat and cum. Minji collapsed forward, breathing hard, a satisfied smile on her messy face. She looked over her shoulder at me, eyes glassy.
“Round three in the shower?” she asked, already crawling toward the bathroom.
I followed, cock already twitching again. The night was just getting started.
