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Assistant: Title: champagne coast
        Author: yuizzang yuizzang 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: riki tries to f@ck sunghoon’s step-sister but how will sunghoon react when he catches him?
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              riki tries to f@ck sunghoon’s step-sister but how will sunghoon react when he catches him?
            
        

        
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      i’m a minor so i don’t wanna hear nun abt riki and his age.. enjoy my first fic ever lolol (not proofread)
    

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          instead of spending your night rotting away in your bed, you find yourself lounging around sunghoon’s small apartment, sprawled out on his couch while your eyes focuses on the random movie playing on the tv. “i need to run to the store. think you two can hold it down for it bit?” sunghoon’s words made you groan inwardly. your eyes quickly shifts over to riki, heeseung’s younger brother who was also sunghoon’s friend. you’ve known riki for a few short years— only seeing him when heeseung was around. now he was older and frequently with your step-brother. you hated riki though. not because he was an @ssh@l@, because he surely wasn’t. but because he was a perv, and it only got worse as he got older. and sunghoon knew. he knew that riki was a b@n@r popping, pantie stealing, nasty, little creep who spends most of his time trying to get into your pants but why should he care? besides, you’re just his little step-sister. so you wanted nothing more than to flick your brother on his forehead for even thinking about leaving you alone with that boy. but sunghoon was already gone and the air suddenly got thick between the two of you. you could feel riki’s eyes roaming over you in a way that made your stomach churn. you continue trying to focus your eyes on the tv instead of giving him attention by calling him off like you’ll usually do. but why was it so hard all of a sudden? well.. because riki looks good. he grew well. he’s notably tall now, his voice low enough to make your stomach rumble when he spoke. thick hair styled nicely, sitting in his loose black t-shirt and gray joggers. “so it’s just me and you, huh?” riki speaks first. his voice deadpanned but you could hear the hint of taunting in his voice. you swallow hard with a sigh, trying to ignore the fluttering in your stomach at his words. “behave yourself while he’s gone.” you meet his dark eyes once before quickly looking away. “you think i’m scared of sunghoon?” he chuckles, shifting his position with a amused expression, “let me eat you out.” you try to ignore him, but his presence was too d@mn suffocating and you could feel his gaze burning into you. you blush, feeling a foreign surge of arousal at his words. “are you gonna ask me that everytime we’re alone?” you question, shifting nervously on the couch. riki nods, dark bangs falling over his eyes that made him look more attractive than usual. as someone who could probably pull any girl he wanted, you wondered why he was so dead set on wanting to get into your pants instead. riki scoots closer to your tensed body, massaging your exposed thigh with a grin. “such a shame,” he cooes, “i can really make you feel good.” “don’t you got other girls to play with?” shoving his hand away, riki jokingly frowns at your words, tsking. “is that what you think of me?” nodding, part of you hoped to be wrong. “ah, Y/N. you really hurt my feelings..” his hand made its way back on your thigh and squeezes the flesh again, slender fingers tracing against it as he speaks, “you gonna make it up to me?” and then he asks, “can you sit on my lap?” “if i do it, would you hush and let me watch my movie?” you snap, shocked at your own words. and that was how you found yourself straddled on riki’s lap, his tongue probing forcefully into your mouth. you pull away, breathing hard. and riki smirks, chin covered in the combined salvia from the kiss. “keep moving— just like that.” his voice warms the pit of your stomach as you continue rocking your hips, core aching. unintentionally, now intentionally chasing after that sweet pleasure he’s granting you, his large bulge pushing at your clothed heat. “feel how f@ck@n’ hard i am, Y/N?” riki grunts and grabs the flesh of your ass. your stomach churns at his lewd words and your body refuses to ignore the excitement it’s causing to course through your veins. “s-shut up.” you force out, a sudden gasp leaving your lip when the grip on your ass tightens before being pushed onto your back. riki sits up, knees digging into the soft couch beneath him as he holds your thighs apart, squeezing them and licking his lips, “let me eat your p@ssy,” riki speaks, “for real this time.” you would be a fool to deny this boy who’s been begging to have his tongue inside you for a while now. especially when he looks this good right now: thick lips slightly bruised, hair sticking out with a huge bulge in his sweatpants. “hurry.” you utter, taking a short second to glance over at the door. sunghoon could walk through any minute, and you’d rather die than have your brother walk in on you with his friend in between your legs. “keep your eyes on me.” he yanks your pajama shorts off and positions his face in between your thighs. instead of pulling your panties off, he pushes his nose again your clothed c@nt, taking in your scent. your expression dulls as you watch the young boy, “riki, don’t..” your useless words trails off with a wince when he tightens his grip on your soft thighs. pulling away, “hm? should i steal these too?” riki speaks to himself, rolling out his tongue to lick at the small wet spot of your panties. you whine at his semi-confession to being the one that was stealing your panties, “you little perv..” riki chuckles at your comment. “none of that, open your legs.” he says, slightly sitting up to pull your thighs closer to his face. he pulls the center of your panties aside and licks a fat strip of your soaking c@nt. his wet, warm tongue flicks over your cl@t, a spring coiling tightly in your core. but he didn’t stop there, taking long drags of his tongue from your pulsing hole to your cl@t and rolling the tip of his tongue over it. “riki. f..f@ck..” you whimper, eyes squint while watching his dark roots shake as he absolutely devours you. looking up, he meets your eyes, chin glistening with your wetness. “spread it f’me” hesitantly, your hand shifts to spread your lips and he continues licking your cl@t, plush lips wrapping around the small, sensitive bud and sucking. his teeth slightly grazes over it and your back arches. “oh my god, f-f@ck..” where the hell did he learn this at? no guy has ever made your body react this way. not one. and feeling his slender finger slipping into you had you sure. pulling his mouth away, he licks his lips. “keep your legs open. don’t make me tell you again.” “i..i am,” you say, mewling when he pushes a second finger in. he finds a rhythm, curling his fingers and f@ck@ng you with them. he adds his thumb to rub your swollen cl@t, and you swore you were seeing stars. you’re dissolving into the pleasure. that was until you turn you head away and meet eyes with sunghoon. he stands by the door he came through, a few bags in his hands. you push riki away and sit up, your mind taxing with different ways to explain yourself.  you couldn’t read sunghoon’s face. his sharp eyes move from riki to you, eyebrows furrowing and you quickly look away. “you started without me, riki?” wait.. what? sunghoon drops the bags and walks towards the couch, standing over your tensed body with a smirk, hands in his jacket’s pockets. you were expecting sunghoon to absolutely lose it. even make you leave his house. “hoonie-“ “what’s this? now you’re f@ck@ng my friends like some cheap wh@r@?” sunghoon tsks after his question. your stomach churns at his words. you were already feeling guilty but the disgust in his voice makes you feel worse. “‘my underaged friend, at that.” squatting to meet your eyes, “open your legs.” you panic, eyes averting over to riki who’s palming himself through his sweatpants, rubbing his thick bulge. you couldn’t believe this was happening. “i can’t-“ “open your legs, b@tch.” your brother spits. you open your legs, and sunghoon’s arm reaches to touch your dripping core. he wipes your hole with his finger, bringing the drenched digit to his mouth. your stomach churns as you watch your brother taste your juices which makes riki perks up, groaning at the sight. “s’gets wet so easily. had her dripping all over me just from kissing.” “ah, but i told you to wait til’ i got back.” sunghoon cooes. he pushes his hair back from his forehead, eyes never leaving your flushed face. “hyung, she got on me as soon as you left.” you couldn’t believe they were talking about you as if you weren’t even there. “no i didn’t. he-“ “knew m’ sister was a f@ck@n’ sl@t. always in my room rubbing her p@ssy like i can’t hear or some sh@t.” sunghoon smiles at you while he confesses his biggest secret. one of many. it was f@ck@d up. this whole situation was f@ck@d up. it was f@ck@d up, but why did you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter? although sunghoon’s not your real blood brother, he was still your brother by law, and it was wrong. it was all wrong. you couldn’t respond, throat dry and hard to swallow. “isn’t that right, Y/N? always rubbing that nasty p@ssy in my house.. in my room.. on my bed. you some sl@t or something?” he teases, cold hands gently tapping your heated cheeks. “i used to.. i did..” you admit, feeling your eyes burn with tears at his words. sunghoon smiles at your confession, standing and pulling his jacket off, tossing it across the room. he sits above you on the couch, resting your head on his lap. “you think she knows how to suck d@ck?” sunghoon asks riki, a small chuckle leaving his lips at the thought of you struggling to suck d@ck. “probably sucks c@ck for a living.. for these expensive ass panties.” wrong. you worked hard for your money, and with hard work came rewards. you feel your heart snap into two when riki pulls off your most expensive panties from your ankles, stuffing them into his loose pocket. sunghoon laughs with the younger, hands snaking towards your clothed br@@sts. your hardened nipples pierces through the fabric. “eat her p@ssy.” sunghoon demands, lifting and bunching your shirt to your neck. pulling your, also, expensive and valued bra down to squeeze your t@ts. riki pushes your thighs apart, leaning forward again to wrap his lips around your cl@t. sunghoon leaves your nipples to hold your thighs against him, watching riki absolutely devour your throbbing c@nt. “feels good.. so good.” you moan, clenching around nothing, and sunghoon hums at your words before speaking again. “eat her ass.” and riki obligates, moving his tongue to your rim, licking at the puckered hole and pushing his tongue hard against your entrance. sunghoon fingers prod at your tight, clenched hole, pushing into your entrance as your slick gushes out with a single push, curling his finger and pushing at your gushy walls. “riki, no!” you squeal, back arching from sunghoon’s lap and he forcefully holds you down. “shh, just take it.” sunghoon adds another finger and thrusts them into you, the sounds of your wetness filling the air as you whimper in your palm. “you dumb sl@t, like having both your holes played with? huh?” riki taunts, going back to licking at your rim. “yes! yesyesyes, f@ck— i love it..” you moan, grinding your hips to meet sunghoon’s fingers. the older yanks his finger away, slapping your sticky c@nt before shoving them into his mouth, tongue rolling around the digits. riki follows and pulls away, climbing towards you to kiss your plush lips. it was disgusting. nasty. filthy. but it made you so wet. “so f@ck@n’ soft, shiiit..” sunghoon groans, massaging your t@ts while his thumbs flick over your nipples. you whimper into riki’s mouth, pulling away to groan again. sunghoon raises his hand to slap your c@nt again, earning a squeal from you, laughing at your reaction. “you gonna f@ck her first?” the older questions, and riki stands to his feet, kicking off his sweatpants. “turn her around.” taking a few seconds to get undressed along with sunghoon, you position yourself onto your knees, your face near sunghoon’s crotch. groaning, he pushes your face further onto his crotch, bucking his hips. “lick.” now, you’re licking at his bulge through his boxers, the fabric sticking to your tongue with each lick until it’s sticking to his bare c@ck and drenched in your spit. “m’ gonna f@ck her raw,” riki says, more to himself. you feel the couch dip behind you and suddenly you start to panic. “riki, you can’t.. w-wear a condom, please.” “did i say stop?” sunghoon tightens his fingers in your hair, shoving your face back onto his clothed c@ck. you whimper and continue licking at his bulge. riki pumps his c@ck a few times before lining it to your entrance, rubbing the head on your cl@t. your moans were muffled, clenching your eyes shut as the first teardrop falls down your cheek. “drooling all over me. is my d@ck that good?” sunghoon taunts, lifting his hips to pull his boxers down, his fat c@ck slapping against his stomach. riki pushes his c@ck into you, bottoming out immediately without warning. you gasp out, hand reaching behind you to push at his stomach. “waitwaitwait, riki.. f@ck-“ you gasp, immediately getting your arm bent and held against your back. “shut up and suck.” sunghoon said, slapping his c@ck against your cheek. you were grunting out every time niki pounded his c@ck into you, the grip on your waist enough to bruise. parting your lips, you slip your brother’s c@ck into your mouth, bobbing your head while moaning. “hyung— she’s so tight, so warm..” niki whines, raising his hand to slap it against your ass, hard. you groan around the older’s c@ck, jaw going slack from the overwhelming pleasure. sunghoon laughs at how your little mouth’s being stretched past its limit and tears forming in your eyes. “fuuuck, she’s so pretty. been wanting this for years..” sunghoon cooes, gripping your hair tighter, and you gag around him, pulling away quickly to cough. “riki.. i, i can’t.. i can’t.. pleaseplsaseplease!” the younger boy was pounding into you, his thrust making your thighs shake with each thrust of his hips. “hoonie..” you cry, holding onto his thighs. “what? can’t take underaged d@ck?” sunghoon taunts, using his thumb to wipe your tears. you could tell niki was close from his sloppy thrusts, and you wanted absolutely nothing more than to c@m, squeezing around him while chasing your own @rg@sm. “bend over, b@tch.” riki grunts out, pushing the center of your back and forcing you to arch it more. now all you could do was take it. “worthless.. can’t suck d@ck, can’t take d@ck. i’m getting soft.” sunghoon hums to himself, his grip still tight in your hair. you sniffle again, slurring out a pathetic apology only for your brother to laugh at you. but you could care less because your @rg@sm is near. you’re on the edge of c@mm@ng. c@mm@ng so hard, harder than you’ve ever came in your life. harder than what your fingers or toys could do. you were feigning after that knot in your stomach to snap. riki’s hips stutters and he comes deep inside you, painting your soft walls with his thick load. your own @rg@sm follows, making you silent scream and your body shake. you fall limp on the sunghoon’s legs, trying to catch your breath. riki mutters a curse word under his breath, pulling out and leaving. it was over. finally over. that was until you feel the man beneath you yank your arm to pull you on top of him. “h..hoonie. i a need a break.. please don’t do anything-“ you beg, eyelids heavy with tiredness. every single thing in you was drained. “you gonna try to leave me out like that?” he pulls you onto his lap, hands roaming your waist, his aching c@ck sitting hard and leaking in between your bodies. “hm?” he hums again, “you were so quick to get on a kid’s d@ck but not mine?” sunghoon grabs your cheeks with his hand and squishes them together. “m’ sorry!” so, you lift your hips and line his thick tip with your entrance, slowly sinking down onto his c@ck with a pained whine. “that’s it.” sunghoon grunts through clenched teeth, eyes never breaking from your c@nt being stretched as you bottom out, shaky whimpers leaving your pretty lips. you hesitate before grabbing his shoulders, using them to balance yourself. he takes the opportunity to make out with your neck, teeth grazing over the sensitive skin. riki was already back but with something in his hand, hovering over the two of you. “look at the camera.” he says, pointing his phone’s camera at you. f@ck f@ck f@ck. no.. your hands immediately goes to cover your face, the guilt and shame crushing you all of a sudden. “nuh-uh. move your hands.” sunghoon tsks, yanking them down while laughing at your tense expression. “don’t record, please.” you ask weakly. “riki, show the camera how much she likes taking my d@ck.” with the camera closer to your p@ssy, you rock your hips harder, his c@ck hitting the sweet spot within you repeatedly. your walls flutter around him. “f-f@ck.. hoonie!” you bite back your bottom lips,, hips stuttering at each drag of his c@ck, sending your juice gushing out of you with each thrust. “yeah.. keep moaning for you brother’s c@ck, f@ck@n’ sl@t.” sunghoon tightens his grip on your waist, sliding it down to smack your ass, the fat jiggling against him. still bouncing, nails digging into his shoulders. “look, riki. shes drooling. creaming all over me like some dumb b@tch in heat.” you swallow hard, his words rushing straight to your c@nt. a white, creamy ring forming at the base of his c@ck. riki pushes the camera into your face, laughing like a child before pointing it at your body again, your t@ts bouncing with each rock of your hips. you were a f@ck@ng mess, f@ck@ng yourself trying to chase that sweet pleasure, having sunghoon grunting out moans beneath you. “hyung. you gonna c@m in her? get your little sister pregnant?” riki asks. sunghoon nods, swiftly pushing you onto your back, his c@ck still buried deep inside you. “she loves it, squeezing me so tight.” he pounds into you, his skin repeatedly clapping against yours. crying out moans, you reach to grab his wrists, tears spilling down your face from the overwhelming pleasure. “c..can’t- i c-can’t, sunghoon—“ you push at his wrists, earning a laugh from both of the guys. “stop running and take it, Y/N.” he holds you down by your throat, ramming himself into you until you were screaming out none-sense. “getting my g@dd@mn couch wet.. know you love this d@ck.” the younger, still recording, points the camera at his hand and reaches to slap your cl@t a few times, your hips jerking. “i’m- i’m close!” you cry out, feeling that familiar knot forming in your stomach. and sunghoon pushes your knees against your chest, completely folding you in half while ramming his c@ck deep inside your abused, puffy c@nt. “c@m then, sl@t. c@m all over.. fuuck- your brother’s c@ck like a dumb b@tch.”that knot in your stomach finally snaps as you c@m hard around sunghoon, clear liquid following which makes your whole body shake. he comes shortly after with a grunt, filling you with his seed. “shiiit—“ riki says, squeezing your t@ts while you come down from your @rg@sm. “record this.” sunghoon tells him before pulling out, and riki shifts to record both his and the older’s c@m leaking out of your fluttering hole. “she’s loose as hell. is she even worth f@ck@ng again?” riki stops the video, laying at the end of the couch. “not when you’re eighteen. she likes em’ young.” sunghoon sits up, laying back on his end of the couch. ever since that day, you’ve been letting your step-brother and his friend have their ways with you.  “our friends love our videos.” sunghoon tells you while you were on your knees, his load dripping down chin. your face flushes with heat, embarrassment filling you at the thought of his friends watching you f@ck your own brother. you thought his friends were sweet. heeseung, jay, jake, jungwon, sunoo, and riki, were all cool guys. that was until you learned that they were all pervs too who enjoyed watching you get tortured by their friend. he stuffs himself in his boxers, opening his mouth, “what you think about taking a few dicks at once?” sunghoon rubs his thighs as he spoke, looking down at you. “i.. dunno, hoonie.” you knew your words were gonna go through one ear and out the other. the mere thought of having to deal with more than two guys made your stomach churn. he hums at your words, standing to a halt and walking towards the nearest bathroom. “you dunno..? too bad cause they’re on their way.” “what? right now?” “mhm.” “hoonie.. please don’t make me do this..“ “calm down. it’s just heeseung, jay, jungwon, riki, and me.” he speaks as if this was a normal thing. you could barely handle the two guys you have to f@ck almost everyday, and now he’s trying to bring three more guys in? would they be as harsh as riki and sunghoon? all you could do was swallow hard when you heard a few knocks at the door.'
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