"Force me and Choke me till I pass out"

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What?

What did you say?

Repeat, for my holy mother's sake?!

No way!

Wake up, Hana. You're again having a wet dream. Wake up wake up!

Will you stop overreacting, now?

I really want you to stay silent, Mr. Brain. We're having a very horny situation here. It isn't very holy. It's better to come back to my senses.

Why would you want to come back to your senses, now?

Because I want to be a good girl and get on my knees for him, just to please him! And I've never done anything like this before.

When I was in relationship with Mingyu, we never got much physical. I never wanted to, though he was always on my back urging me to do something with him. I got with him because he wanted me to be with him at first place. I tried dating because I wanted to do normal teenager things that everyone used to do but I got nothing in it. In fact , I got attached to him and he just wanted to have sex with me.

Sex has never intriguid me like that, to be honest. I read smutty books and mangas but not once had I ever thought of doing it. To be very precise, it disgusted me to a big extent. I tried watching porn but ew, the most horrendous thing I've ever watched.

I crave intimacy than sex. Small touches, making out and doing stuff like that. Never had I ever in my eighteen years of existence thought that I'll be cornered by a hot dude from my university and he'll ask me to get on my knees for him and for the surprise banger here! I want to do it!

For the first time in my life, I want to do something that I've always found disgusting in real life.

I'm stuck in my place, not saying anything and not moving a inch as I look up at Jungkook. He's looking at me with same intensity. His eyes dark and chiseled cheekbones look prominent now.

I gulp before I say, "I've never done this before."

My heart beats in my ear, the blood rush into my cheeks giving them a crimson Colour.

He smiles at me before his hand comes up to my cheek. His finger graces my cheekbone and I swear to God I feel like I'll combust into flames.

" I'm glad, "he whispers and comes near my face.

He's so close. I'll faint right now. Oh my holy mother, I'm coming to you. This is too hot for me and my heart will just burst at how fast it is beating.

I take in a shuddered breath and inhale in his minty smell mixed with his dark cologne. He even smells hot, oh God. I'm doomed. Why did I walk in here? Can I disappear now?

I want to do it. Like cmon, it's first time I've felt like doing something dirty and the man in front of me is so looking forward to it too.

"What about your girlfriend?" I ask him. I'm not doing something bad just because my hormones are getting out of hand. I don't want to be the woman who came between two people.

Jungkook scoffs, "I don't do girlfriends. You don't have to worry about it."

His thumb comes to touch my lip and I jump at my feet.

I'm dying. I'm dying. Too much already.

He softly grazes my lower lip and some erotic sound leaves my throat. Did I just moan?

Jungkook is everything. He's a bad news, yes. But after this he'll go on his way, I'll be on my way. He doesn't do girlfriends like he said, which probably means that he prefers one night stands and stuff. It'll be great. It'll be a one time moment. He won't even remember me tomorrow!

I stay frozen at my place as his eyes falls down on my lips where his thumb is softly touching me. I close my eyes as I feel myself getting wet down there.

OH my holy mother, I'm dead.

"Will you?" he asks me and my eyes snap open.

I nervously nod and Jungkook's hand goes on top of my head. I look at his face as his hand puts a pressure on my head, forcing me to get on my knees.

You're really going to do it?

Shut up and let me. I may regret it tomorrow but hasn't life been a little too boring lately?

I bite my lip as I lower down, my body slides down by the door as I slowly get on my knees. My breathing hasn't come down a little bit, I'm panting like I'm on top of the highest peak on this earth.

I look at him through my lashes. The way he's looking down at me, his hair shadowing his face and his body towering my whole existence, I felt a shiver run down my body.

"Oh God," I whisper under my breathe.

Jungkook is so hot. No doubt girls die over him.

He pushes his legs open a little and again rests his large hand on top of my head, caressing hair. I feel like I'll mewl.

My vagina starts to ache as I rub my thighs. I don't know what will happen next and how I'll do it, but adrenaline inside me is telling me to make some bad decisions. Well here I am doing it.

The faint music and hoots from the party going on downstairs is audible. Though the only thing that's loud and clear to me right now is my fast heartbeat.

"Open my sweatpants," Jungkook orders me and I just nod, looking into his dark hooded eyes.

I gulp loudly and take my shivering hands up. Why am I shaking? It's OK, nothing bad. I'll do it. Let's be normal for once.

I manage to reach up to the waistband of his sweatpants. My fingers curls inwards and I hold the fabric. Am I really going to pull it down?

With my parted lips, drawing in gushes of air, I look up at him. He cocks his eyebrow at me, anticipating me to pull it down.

I sigh and look at my hands holding the waistband of his sweatpants. Then I force it down till his knees. His black Calvin Kleins come into my view.

That's not the view that I wanted to see when I stepped a foot into this apartment but here I am seeing a whole man standing in front of me with only his Boxers on.

Gawd damn he's huge.

OK, I'm getting nervous. And yes, it's outline does show that it's huge.

"Pull it down, Hana," his voice makes me whimper.

You still have time, run away.

I don't want to.

You'll take his thing in your mouth?

OK, that's gross. But look at this godly man. He wants me to do it. And what's the worse that can happen. It's just a blow job.

Who are you? And what have you done to the prude Han-

I'm not a prude! I just never wanted to do it before. Now I do, so why can't I? Why shouldn't I? Nothing will matter after tonight. He'll probably forget me and I'll feel like a normal college student.

"What are you thinking?" he asks me at my immobility.

"N-Nothing. I'm just.. Scared..?" I reason out. How do I tell you that there is a voice in my head?

He bends down a little and holds my cold hands into his big warm ones.

Code red. Code red. Having a seizure right now!

I gasp when he makes my fingers go to the waistband of his Boxers. He tells me to pull it down and that's what I do.

His Boxers come off and his dick springs up.

"Oh my...," my eyes bulge out at what I see. This isn't a dick, this is a monster. No really. This is so big. And what makes it even more intimidating is the two tiny shinning balls on the tip of it.

Yes, he had dick piercing.

He's huge, both in length and girth. I don't know how he'll get into my mouth. The golden brown shade with veins protruding out of it, I don't even know how any girl bear him. This type of size will hurt inside, tearing you apart. I can't handle it, I know I won't be able to.

"I can't... This won't... It's too...," I fumble against words as I look at it standing tall and hard as wood.

No, I'm out. I can't do this.

"You can do it and you will. Open your mouth," he commands and I look up at him.

Sweat trickles down my back. I feel the room spinning at his straight order like he does that everytime and girls do it for him.

I shake my head. No, it'll hurt.

His hand grabs my haw, not so harshly, making me look up at him. His eyes lack any emotion. It's just lust. He'll do anything to make me suck him off.

"I'll make it fit. Just open your mouth," he says like a desperate man, like he has always wanted me on my knees with his dick stuffed inside my mouth.

My hands are on my knees and they ball into fists as I blink at him, my eyes tearing up at frustration between my hormones, my brain and my core is aching badly.

I open my mouth for him and he brings his dick near to my face. The skin of it touches my lips, making them twitch for a moment before he tells me to open wider.

I do as he says and the tip enters my warm mouth. Slowly, he enters in inch by inch, forcing me to open my mouth wider.

He let go of my jaw to keep his one hand on the door behind me while his other hand goes to hold my head from behind.

I use my one hand to grab his shaft and push in more deeper. He's halfway in and has already touched the back of my throat.

Jungkook sighs above me and I look up at him. I've read much smut to know what to do but when you're actually in a situation like that, you go numb. I know what to do but I'm too stuck in my place to do it.

"Yeah. Use your tongue..," he whispers and I swirl by tongue around his length that's inside my mouth.

"Fuck... Like that," he praised and I start to pump his length that is out of my mouth with my hand. He's warm in my touch and the inches inside me, I'm trying my best to coat it with my saliva to start bobbing around it soon.

As I get used to his size, Jungkook grabs my hair harshly in his tight hold and brings his length out of my mouth. It's coated with my saliva right now. My tongue swirls around his head, right where his piercing is. He gets even harder after I did that. I guess he's sensitive over there.

Without any warning, he thrusts back in and I gag very loudly. Tears sting my eyes as he pokes at the back of my throat again.

"Tmff Bmmmff," Too big I try to say but I can't. He is blocking my air supply at this point.

My saliva drips down to land on my thighs as he doesn't seem to care much about me struggling. Instead, he brings his dick out of my mouth again, letting me breath in a little but then again he thrusts back in.

I scream out but it's muffled. He's huge, my jaw is already hurting.

"Suck."

One word. His order is straight.

I hollow my cheeks and suck his thing, quite hard. I try my best to not let my teeth hurt him. He groans and his grip on my hair tightens.

I whine out as I cry. He's too harsh, I can't take it.

As I try to bob my mouth around him, I can't do it much efficiently. I'm not used to doing this and he's too difficult to manage. I'm unexperienced and totally on the verge of passing out because of how intense this is.

He scoffs when he notices my sloppy attempts, "Your attempts of sucking my cock is adorable. Your lips look fucking hot around it but right now, I'll do it."

I don't know what he means. Not until he forces my head backwards so that it's touching the door behind me. His hand still grips my hair and he starts thrusting in on his own pace.

I splutter and choke on my own saliva. Drool and snot comes out of my mouth and nose. I grab his bare thighs and claw on his skin, digging my nails in. My eyes close tightly as he abuses my throat.

His thrusts are rough and savage, making me gag with every snap of his hips. The way he's fucking my throat, he feels dominant, who likes doing things the way he wants, using them for his pleasure and it's brutal.

I open my eyes to look up at him only to meet his gaze. My teary eyes urge him to slow down but he does it the way he wants.

His gaze remains on me as he watches me cry, tears running down my face and mouth making very lewd sounds. My face must be so red, almost the Colour of some tomato.

His piercing hits the skin behind my throat and I feel it's strength up in my brain. I close my eyes as I struggle to breathe. My nostrils flare to intake some oxygen. He notices it and stops with his thrusts, pulling out his dick.

My saliva runs out with it, coating my chest. It runs down between the valley of my breasts. I inhale loudly, taking in as much oxygen I could. I start coughing and sniffling in between.

After a few seconds, when he thought I was getting a little better, he again pushes his length inside my mouth, making me gag again.

"Your mouth was made to suck my dick. It fits perfectly," he groans and starts with his thrusting again.

This time, it's faster and harder. My throat hurts and I choke every now and then. My insides are hurting too and to my shame, I can feel my own arousal running down my legs.

I try to shift on my knees but it's difficult. I seem to have no control on my body.

He's quite the whole time then. I can only listen his groans and grunts. Just when I think I can't, at any moment, take it anymore, I feel salt explode in my mouth.

He has cum inside my mouth.

The thick warm liquid shoots my warmness and I taste it's saltyness. I jerk in my position as he twitches and moans loudly emptying his load inside me.

It's too much that some of it drips down the corners of my lips to fall on my dress.

Jungkook slips out of me and my instinct tells me spit it all out but he covers my mouth with his hand and shake his head. He forces my head to tilt up to look at him.

"Open your mouth," he breathes out, he's panting too.

I do as he says. He looks at his cum inside my mouth and smirks at how much he has filled me.

"Gulp," he says and I close my mouth. Looking right into his eyes, I gulp it down like he said.

I look down at my knees to see my dress stained and my chest dripping from my saliva. What also takes me off guard is that I'm shaking, badly. My knees shiver with goosebumps flaring on them.

What have I done?

Before I slip into my mind again, my phone in the pocket of my dress rings. I startle as I reach into my pocket with shaking hands.

Da Eun.

My heart drops into my stomach and brain goes numb.

OH God, Da Eun! I... I...
No, how could I do it?!

My hands starts shaking even more. How could I?! This is insane! I'm a traitor. I shouldn't have. How did it not come into my mind?!

I can't pick the phone up. Tears form into my eyes as I look down at the screen getting blurry. I'm the most terrible friend ever!

I'm still on the floor as I clutch my mouth and a sob passes through my lips. What would she think of me?

The phone stops ringing as the screen turns black again.

"You shouldn't feel guilty 'cause of her," Jungkook tells me.

He's still standing in front of me, though he has hid his nakedness. He's the last person I want to consol me right now. I want to get out of here. I can't stay in his proximity anymore. This is killing me alive already.

" I need to go back," I try to stand up with my shaking legs. I then adjust my stained dress before I push past him but he blocks my way.

I look at him through teary eyes, "Let me go, Jungkook."

"You shouldn't feel guilty 'cause of her," he repeats, this time he puts more pressure on each words he says like he knows what the thing is.

"You don't kno-"

"I do. I know that friend of yours likes me but I'll never fuck her."

"It's not about... Forget it, just let me go. Pretend that this never happened," I push him and he sides away.

I reach the door but before I could step out, something catches my attention. I clench my fists as my heartbeat fastens again.

Please God.

I turn towards his dressing table and see it. Yes, it's that.

The ghostface mask.

I look at it with wide eyes and then at Jungkook who's already watching me. His crosses his arms in front of his chest. His long wavy hair are a whole mess as he glares at me.

"You.. You," I can't bring it out.

No he couldn't be. It shouldn't be.

I point at him and then at the mask as I try to form words. Please no, not him. This is wrong.

"I'll visit you again, peach," he says and his lips turn up into a sinister grin.

My knees wobble as I clutch the door tightly. He was the one in my house that night? He broke into my house like that? Why would he do that? And to me?

Nonononono!

"Keep your doors," he starts waking towards me as he continues, "and windows locked."

I don't wait for him to reach me as I turn around, slamming the door shut and run down the hallway to the stairs.

What have I gotten myself into?!

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