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I was 23 at uni. An Asian guy in a one bedroom apartment near the campus. My white buddy “Chad”—6’1”, gym rat, crashes on my couch when he’s in town. We pre-game with cheap whiskey, shots burning, music loud. By 11 p.m. we’re buzzing and head to “Lotus”, the neon basement club packed with Asian internationals—Chad’s hunting ground. Cover’s $20, but he flashes a grin at the Korean bouncer and we’re in.
Bass thumps, strobes slice through haze. Chad’s in a tight black tee; I’m in a plain white tshirt, trying to look less nerdy. He orders four soju bombs, hands me two. “Drink fast, talk slow.” I spot “Ji-yeon” first: 27, Korean, yoga instructor. Tiny black dress hugging a sculpted body—long straight hair, small tits, silver cross necklace. She’s with two girlfriends, giggling. I am not a bad looking asian guy so i get to start talking to her. She says she’s a “good Christian girl” dragged here by friends. Chad circles, buying rounds, but her friends cock-block him. He sulks at the bar while Ji-yeon and I cram into a booth, her thigh glued to mine.
Lights up, sweat and spills everywhere. Chad’s struck out—some Japanese girl laughed in his face. Ji-yeon’s glassy-eyed, clutching her cross. Chad leans in: “My boy’s got whiskey at home. One last drink?” She bites her lip, glances at me, nods. Taxi is silent; she’s between us, my hand on her knee, Chad’s arm behind her.
When we get home I kill the main lights, leave the kitchen bulb glowing. Chad cracks a $12 red, pours plastic cups. Around 3:30 a.m. she yawns, says she’s leaving. I walk her to the door, heart hammering. Cup her face, kiss her soft. She freezes—then devours me. “Stay.” “Your friend’s right there…” but her hips grind. I tug her into the bathroom, lock it. She drops to her knees on the bathmat, blows me slow, eyes up, cross swinging.
Then I sneak her in to my bedroom. Chad’s a dark lump under a blanket, or so I think. Door shuts with a soft click. Bedside lamp on low: orange glow on her golden skin. She strips, climbs ass-up, face-down on my cock. Wet slurping fills the room.Door creaks—slow, deliberate. Chad’s silhouette slips in. Shirtless, his jeans low. Finger to lips: shh. Closes the door soundlessly. Ji-yeon’s oblivious, cheeks hollowed around my 4”. Ass high, pussy lips parted. Chad drops his jeans. Soft, his cock already dwarfs my erection. One stroke—veins pop, 7 thick inches spring up. He locks eyes, tilts head: Cool? I nod, throat dry.
He steps forward—no words. Palms her cheek, thumb tracing her slit. She jolts, my dick pops out with a wet schlop. Twists to look—eyes wide, drunk, cross twisted between tits. Chad freezes. She stares at me: Is this okay? “It’s okay,” I croak. Chad doesn’t hesitate. No condom. Lines up, sinks in—one slow, raw push. Ji-yeon’s back arches, a sharp gasp as he bottoms out. Slaps start immediately—deep, wet, rhythmic. She dives back onto my cock, sucking frantic, moaning around me. Mid-thrust, Chad leans over her back, reaches past her head, and high-fives me hard—our palms smack while he’s balls-deep doggy and she’s gagging on my 4”. The sting of his hand and the squelch of her pussy sync up.
I last another 90 seconds—explode down her throat, hips bucking, moaning like a bitch. Chad never slows. “You done, bro?” I nod, dazed. He pulls out with a wet pop, scoops Ji-yeon up like she weighs nothing, throws her naked over his shoulder. Her tits bounce, legs dangle, pussy dripping down his chest. His rock-hard cock—glistening with her cream—points straight at me like a sword. “Good work, man,” he smirks, and carries her out, leaving my bedroom door wide open. She looks helpless, hair swinging, but giggles with pure joy.
I’m on my bed, soft cock with undies back o, listening. First: loud, sloppy sucking—gagging, wet gluck-gluck-gluck, her moans muffled. Chad groaning: “Fuck, you’re sexy….” Then silence—couch springs squeak. Fucking starts. Grunts, skin slapping, couch frame banging the wall. She’s screaming now—raw, broken “Yes, yes yes” Fifteen straight minutes. I stroke myself soft, jealous, hard again, soft again. Final deep grunt—Chad nuts. “So fucking sexy.” Wet sounds, heavy breathing. Five minutes later: soft footsteps. Ji-yeon slips back in, closes the door. I pretend to sleep. She crawls in, kisses my lips—I taste Chad’s cock on her tongue—then passes out beside me, reeking of sex.
I wake alone. She’s gone—no note. Chad’s snoring on the couch. After he leaves, I find a used condom under the couch, tied off, swollen with a massive load. Never saw Ji-yeon again. Chad later brags: he railed her three more times in her dorm while her roommate slept next door—same “good girl” act, same raw creampie finish. Anyone else watch their buddy steal the girl mid-BJ?
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