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“mmffhh—” haerin says, her voice muffled by the older woman’s hand. she keeps thrashing around, trying to break free from the woman’s grip, but it’s useless against how tightly minji is holding her.
minji clicks her tongue. “tsk, come on, don’t make it hard for unnie. you know you want it. that's why you're all dressed up like a little slut to meet up with me.”
haerin feels the park bench digging into her back through her thin skirt. minji’s other hand slides under her thigh, hiking the fabric higher until the cold air hits her bare skin. “hnghh—stop—” haerin chokes out against minji’s palm, her eyes darting toward the empty playground across the path, hoping someone could just walk towards their way to ask for help.
with tears forming in haerin's eyes, the poor girl couldn't even do anything. the older one is so much stronger and taller than her that even running away won't help. “ahh—! ” she cried out when minji suddenly slapped her thigh hard as she tried to kick her legs.
“stupid bitch! stop fucking moving so we'll finish fast!” minji snarled, trying to stop haerin from kicking her legs. she pinned haerin's thigh against the bench with her knee, the cold metal digging painfully into the girl's skin. tears ran down to her chin, feeling hopeless and terrified.
one of minji's hands squeezes her thigh; haerin could feel minji's hard nails digging into her skin. “stop crying,” minji hissed, leaning closer over haerin's ear. “you're the one who agreed to meet a stranger at night, dressed up like a fucking slut.” her free hand slid higher, fingertips tracing the edge of haerin's underwear. “see? already wet for me.”
haerin let out another muffled sob against minji’s palm as the woman’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her underwear. haerin doesn't want this. she just wants to go home, run to her mom, and cry. she should be doing her math homework right now. maybe it is all her fault. her older brother, jungwon, warned her about meeting up with someone she met online. she watched a documentary about the same situation she is in right now. she could be dead after this.
suddenly, she heard someone walking towards their way. haerin snaps her out of her terrified thoughts.
minji stops, looking around and seeing a drunk man walking their way. she felt haerin trying to sit up straight, trying to call out for help. “hmmf—help—” pressing her hand harder over haerin's mouth, minji hisses, “shhh.”
the drunk man is walking so slowly; he's just shuffling his feet and humming a song. haerin's heart pounds against minji's palm, her muffled cries growing desperate. “shut the fuck up,” minji whispers sharply, digging her nails into haerin's thigh until the girl whimpers. the man pauses near the playground, swaying as he stares blankly at the swings. haerin tries to kick the bench to make noise, but minji slams her knee down harder, pinning her leg and making the girl let out a whimper, which is muffled by her hand.
“stop fucking around and shut the fuck up. we're going to stand up so we can go to my car. you won't say a word. you won't move or try to call attention to yourself. if you do as i say, you won't get hurt. but if you try and ask for help, you don't want to know what will happen,” minji breathes against her ear.
haerin doesn't have enough time to process the words when minji's fingers dig into her arm, forcing her to stand up. “stand up.” minji pulls haerin upright with force. the girl stumbles, her legs trembling beneath her skirt. minji keeps one hand clamped over her mouth, the other gripping her bicep so tightly it'll bruise later. “walk.” she commands, steering haerin toward the parking lot where minji's car is parked. the drunk man is pissing against the slide now, completely useless.
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“h-hnghh— h-hahh~” haerins too tired to struggle anymore, making it easy for the older to slowly thrusts into the girl, “so tight” she mumbles, a soft groan leaving her at how tight the teen is. haerin lets out a sob when minji suddenly slams hard into her cervix, blood dripping down minji's cock, a smirk forming on her lips as she feels the blood coating her cock, “you're bleeding,” she says softly, “does it hurt?” she asks softly, “does it hurt, baby?” she asks again, “mmphh~” haerin nods weakly, tears running down her cheeks as she looks at minji with pleading eyes. minji didn't care at all, slamming into her again, making haerin scream against her palm.
minji’s way too big for the teen’s tiny hole. minji can tell haerin's struggling, which turns her on even more. fucking disgusting freak.
she feels so full. she's never had anything inside, not even her own fingers; she just watched a few porn videos before out of curiosity, but that's it. she feels disgusted with herself by how much it feels so good. it feels so good that she can't help but moan. she bites her lips to contain her noises.
minji notices and clicks her tongue. “tsk, don't hold it in. let me hear you.” she pulled haerin's lower lip down with her thumb. haerin's breath hitched as minji thrust harder, the wet, squelching sounds filling the car's cramped backseat. minji watched haerin's face twist in pain warring with shameful pleasure. minji grinned. “see? you're already a natural slut for a fifteen-year-old.”
haerin immediately lets out a whine in pain when minji starts pounding into her at a brutal pace. “nnghh! unh—unh—!” each sharp thrust knocks the air from her lungs, her small body jolting against the leather seats with every snap of minji's hips. minji's hand leaves her mouth to rub on haerin's clit, making the girl gasp and arch despite herself. “that's it,” minji murmurs, watching haerin's eyes flutter shut as unwanted pleasure coils low in her belly. “you're taking it so well, baby. such a good little fuckhole for unnie.”
minji feels haerin's cunt tighten around her, making minji smirk and hasten her pace. “fuck—” minji groans, gripping haerin's hips tighter as she slams deeper. the metallic scent of blood mixes with sweat and arousal. haerin whimpers, her knuckles white where she clutches the car seat. “please—” she gasps, her voice cracking. “stop—hurts—” minji laughs softly, grinding her hips in a cruel circle. “hurts?” she taunts. “but you're dripping all over my cock, baby. look at you.” she pulls out slightly, showing haerin the slick, pink-tinged mess, only for minji to slam her cock back hard.
haerin feels embarrassed. she has been resisting all this time; she still wants to resist. but she can't control her own body. she keeps convincing herself she doesn't want this, but her cunt gets tighter around minji's big cock.
minji's free hand slips beneath haerin's thin top, fingers cold against her flat stomach before roughly palming her small breast. haerin flinches as minji pinches her nipple hard, twisting it between thumb and forefinger until haerin lets out a sharp cry. “o-ouch—! hmff—” she gasps, tears welling fresh as the pain radiates through her chest. minji just hums, rolling the stiffened bud cruelly while her hips keep up their relentless pounding.
minji knows the teen is close by how tight she’s clamping down—a desperate, involuntary pulse around her cock. “hmm? is haerinie gonna cum?” minji breathes, grinding deeper, harder, her thumb circling haerin’s clit with bruising pressure. “do it. cum on unnie's cock like the slut you are.” haerin shakes her head, biting her lip until it bleeds, fighting the coil of heat spreading through her belly. “no—” but her hips jerk upward anyway, betraying her.
minji coos, rubbing on haerin's clit faster and also thrusting fast while her left hand is groping one of haerin's tits, making it harder for haerin. “a-ahh—! fcfugjkkk—s-stop! “c-cant—hngghhhh—” minji’s about to make another degrading comment when she feels a different kind of pressure against her dick, trying to force her out, so she tries to push in more deeply, only to groan as she looks down and realizes the teen is squirting around her cock, soaking minji’s thighs and the car seat beneath them with a rush of hot fluid. “fuck,” minji breathes, feeling herself also close to cumming at the sight, not stopping and even going faster, not caring about haerin's gripping on minji's back, scratches on the older's back, still sensitive from her orgasm.
her body shakes, the force of her orgasm too much for her to handle. she has no choice but to cling to minji, arms around minji's neck as she trembles uncontrollably. “a-ah... hahh…” the poor teen is tired, she has no energy to move or fight back anymore. minji groans, hips stuttering as she feels her own climax building.
minji grabbed her jaw and forcefully kissed haerin, groaning and moaning in haerin's mouth. with one final thrust, she shoots ribbons of cum inside the teen’s young cunt, filling her up so good. “fuck,” minji hissed against her lips, hips grinding deep as she pulsed inside her. haerin whimpered, overwhelmed by the feeling of hot cum inside her for the first time. minji pulled back, breathing heavily, a satisfied smirk curling her lips as she watched her cum leak out around her cock, mixing with haerin’s blood and slick. “look at that,” she murmured, dragging a finger through haerin's pussy, which is dripping with her cum.
when minji looks at haerin, the girl has already passed out.
minji pulled out slowly, the slick sound loud in the sudden quiet. she wiped her cock clean with haerin's discarded skirt before tucking herself back into her jeans. haerin lay limp against the leather seat, tear tracks dried on her cheeks, legs splayed open and glistening with fluids. minji clicked her tongue, roughly pulling haerin's panties back up over her swollen cunt. yanking the girl's skirt down over her trembling thighs. she buttoned haerin's blouse with brisk, efficient movements, fingers lingering just a moment too long on the bruise blooming above her collarbone.
the car door creaked open to the empty parking lot's silence. minji hauled haerin's limp body over her shoulder like a sack of rice, the girl's head lolling against her back. she carried her across the damp grass toward a large oak tree near the playground, its shadow swallowing them whole. minji dropped her unceremoniously onto the roots, arranging haerin's limbs into a slumped sitting position against the trunk. she stares at the girl’s pale face, patting haerin's cheek once, hard. the girl didn't stir.
minji walked back to her car, like nothing happened. she slid into the driver's seat, adjusted the rearview mirror to avoid the wet stain on the backseat, and started the engine. she turned on the radio, humming to some songs. her phone lit up.
hanni 🐰🌱
flashing across the screen. she answered her wife's call. “hey min, where are you? hyein fell asleep waiting for you.” hanni’s soft voice filled the car. minji smiled, pulling out of the parking lot. “hey, baby. tell hyein that i just left the office now. client meeting ran late."
“is that daddy?”
their daughter’s sleepy voice heard from the background. minji chuckles, “hi, hyeinie. why aren't you still asleep?”
“i miss you,” hyein says softly.
“i’ll be home soon, baby. go to sleep.”
“drive safe, min! love you,” hanni says. “yeah! drive safe, daddy! i love youuuu mwamwaa,” hyein adds, copying her mommy. minji smiles softly.
“yeah, i love you too, my girls.”