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Shopping - ARTMS Jinsoul

"Hey there." Jinsol's voice floats into your ears as you wake up from your nap on the sofa.

"Oh, you're back. How was shopping with Yerim and Jungeun?"

"Good." Jinsol drawls in that airy tone of hers. "We got a lot of new stuff."

"Did you get your Air Force One sneakers?"

"Mmhmm, we got the last pairs!"

"That's great, anything for me?" You joke, getting into a sitting position and stretching with a satisfied sigh—it was a good nap! You smell the faint scent of Jinsol's shampoo as she leans over the sofa and wraps her arms around you.

"You got meeeeee~" She peppers you with kisses.

"I know I know. Do you need any help with the bags?"

"No no, I have it all sorted out." Jinsol gives you one last peck before leaving you to sink back into the sofa. You're back to lying on the sofa and scrolling through your phone before you hear Jinsol call out.

"Oppa, can you come over here?"

"Coming!" You push off the sofa and go to the bedroom, and you're glad you left your phone in the living room, because you would have dropped it. Jinsol's wearing the tiniest little black dress.

"I got this for you, thought you might like to see it." She poses, bringing her hands behind her back, and you see just how tightly the night-shaded fabric hugs her figure. The thin straps contrasts her skin perfectly before it slightly stretches around her chest. It tapers back down her toned tummy, flares around her hips, and ends shortly after, perfectly not hiding her thighs. Dorky as she normally is, Jeong Jinsol can be downright lethal. "How is it?"

"Umm, umm, ummm..." Your mouth is dry as she walks towards you alluringly. "G-Good?" you croak your answer in the form of a question. Jinsol takes your hand and brings to her shoulder—almost naturally you slip it underneath her strap.

"Do you want to try taking it off me?" She reverts to her teasing playful tone, and you look to play in a different sense. You wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close—Jinsol dangles her hands off your neck, but she curves backwards against your arm, keeping just a little distance yet.

"Jeong Jinsol, what are you doing?" you ask her rhetorically, your hand already sliding a strap off her.

"Jindori wants to play~" She squishes your face between her hands, but actually she's pulling herself to you for a kiss. The two of you are laughing and kissing at the same time, easily bouncing on to the bed. As she slips her arm through one side you are removing the strap from her other shoulder.

"You got this while thinking of me?" You whisper, sucking on her earlobe before leaving a mark on her neck. "Naughty girl."

"Ah! It was right there, just hanging in the shop. It looked so small, yet it fit me! I wondered how it would look hanging in our wardrobe, in which case... What would I be wearing then?"

"Nothing," your voice escapes you as a growl, and as you pull the dress off Jinsol you are proven right—she was wearing nothing underneath. "Really?" Jinsol smiles and takes off your t-shirt before removing your shorts, and soon you are just as naked as she is. You kiss and moan into her ear as she runs a nude leg up and down yours, lightly wrapping around your hip.

"I also got some lingerie from Victoria's Secret, but that's for next time. It's very revealing." She tickles your ear with a kiss. "And it was on sale too."

"God I love you." You give her a peck before kissing down her delectable neck, taking extra time on the spots you know she likes—you were going to treat her extra nicely.

"Ah haha it tickles, mmm!" Light kisses on her breasts go from ticklish to pleasurable quickly as you palm and squeeze them at the same time. The low husky breath she releases when you take a nipple into your mouth is heavenly, and you play with it a bit more before moving down. Jinsol's tummy twitches as you plant kisses down her midriff—ticklish at first, they quickly become pleasurable as you inch closer to the apex between her thighs. Slowly you spread her blooming lips with your tongue, licking one side and then the other. Soft husky moans escape her, her body heat increasing by the moment—you feel it all too well as her thighs close around you, long legs crossing around the back of your neck.

Your tongue coaxes her nub out, shortly followed by her juices on the flat of your tongue. Jinsol's moans come in hitches and gasps, as if trying to keep up with you. You watch her fall back on the bed, her hands finding yours on her hips—it is another gauge for you to use, to figure out how good she's feeling. As far as you can tell, she's feeling pretty good, her nails digging into the back of your hand and her heels doing the same on your back. She humps herself slightly on your lips, so you delve into Jinsol just a little more.

"Ah ah oppa, gonna— mmph!" She muffles herself on the pillow as you instantly switch to her clit, kissing and sucking on it. The jolt of pleasure throws her off and over the edge, a low moan followed by delicate breaths as her thighs tremble around you. Her groans' loudness match the intensity you apply on her nub, and slowly they soften into satisfied mewls.

"Thanks oppa—"

"I'm not done." Reluctantly your hands push her thighs to the sides—you wouldn't be trapped between them anymore, but it did give you a better angle to tonguefuck her. Jinsol bites her lower lip, your tongue twisting and thrusting inside her a prelude to what would happen later. She sighs and gives in, sinking into the bed as she reaches for her own breasts, titillating herself a little more with kneads and squeezes. You eat Jinsol eagerly, tonguing her just deep enough that she tries to push herself further on you. When you think she's had enough teasing you replace your tongue with your fingers, feeding her something more substantial.

"Oh, oh mmm!" You rotate your fingers in her and Jinsol rotates with them, twisting her hips into the bed. She spreads her legs just a little more, urging you to go deeper—you curl your fingers inside her, and now she's letting out small whines. You try to keep your lips attached to her, but her wild movements make it hard, so you settle for kissing her thighs where you could, sucking her skin and leaving marks all over the insides of her thighs—she'll have to wear a longer skirt tomorrow. Her hips begin to jerk in rhythm with with your fingers, and you keep them plugged, allowing Jinsol to hump your hand, grinding her clit on your palm. With a loud husky moan she comes undone swiftly, bucking herself, trying to throw your overstimulating hand off to no avail. You keep your hand pressed firmly between her legs until she whines and slaps the bed in delicious agony—the pressure is released, and Jinsol sighs and goes limp on the bed, her pussy weakly clinging to your fingers as you remove them.

"Good?" you ask her, laying next to her.

"Mm very good, give me a moment." Lazily she reaches down your body, rubbing your erection slowly, almost massaging your cock to warm it up. At first her smile is sweet—Jinsol is glowing as the chemicals of orgasm run through her brain, but eventually the smile turns naughtier and cheekier as she strokes you, lips curling at your breaths and gasps. "I want to be on top."

"Sure." You roll to her side and lay down, ready for her to mount you, but surprisingly Jinsol turns around, giving you the best view of her ass rather than her pretty face as she backs herself up a little and sits on your hips. You can't see what she's doing, but you certainly feel her wrap two hands around you, pressing your shaft against her slick folds.

"Mmm, mm..." You hear yourself moan as your tip pushes her open, and Jinsol sinks down on your cock, each inch disappearing at a slow rate until you're fully sheathed inside her.

"Good oppa?" Jinsol emphasizes the question with a squeeze of her muscles.

"Yeah, you feel so good." She giggles before fixing you with a deadly gaze.

"I hope you can hold on then." You are mesmerized as Jinsol begins to move, half bouncing, half twerking herself on to top of you, up and down and back and forth. Her cheeks jiggled only lightly at first, but soon they intensified as the clash of flesh on flesh became louder, as did your moans. Soon her thighs were flexing too, trying to throw herself on your cock harder, to throw herself off the precipice faster.

More, more, more! That is the only thought going through Jinsol's head, but try as she might she can't quite get there—gravity can only do so much for her. She begins to feel the burn, her legs complaining—it's one thing to squat and flex on stage, it's another to repeat it thoroughly, all while filling herself with cock. Her riding slows down, her slams reducing to bounces and grinds. Her hands brace on your legs, and you wrap an arm around her waist and pull her backwards.

"I can take over."

"Are you close?" Jinsol turns to kiss your jaw, asking you in her slow sexy pace. She spreads her legs further, and squirms a little, sinking deeper on to your cock. You hold her more tightly, one hand on her breast, the other on her midriff to keeping her steady.

"Yeah, very." She takes your hand and slides it down her body, and her voice is low and needy, her hand pressing yours into her skin, just below her cute bellybutton.

"Make me cum with you, I want to cum together..." Jinsol buries her face in the crook of your neck, and her moans vibrate in time with your rhythm. She's even tighter around you as you press her hips to yours, but she's just as wet as she is tight, and you slide in and out of her easily. Your hand drifts down a little lower, finding her clit and rubbing it, and Jinsol begins to contract around you, squealing and whining at the odd circles you rub around it.

"C-Cum for me oppa, ahh! I'm going to cum!" Jinsol can barely hear the sound of your bodies coming together once more, her senses filled with your loud moans and her own vocals. You're thrusting up into her wildly now, and with a rough rub on her clit and a solid thump at her womb she cries out and arches her back. It is an intense orgasm, and it burns through her pleasure quickly, her mind floating back to reality even as you are still moaning in her ear. It allows her to discern one thing—the gooey liquid that's spurting and gathering in her.

"Oh! I can feel you cumming in me!" she gasps, but no one's there to hear it as you're still tense and rigid, going through your own climax and continuing to fire your load in her. Jinsol trembles in primal glee, gripping the sheets as the heat grows in her. She's limp, powerless on top of you as you continue to rut and grind.

"It's so much!" she moans and giggles, and all she can hear is your heavy breaths, your heartbeat pounding against her back. Her eyes roll slightly in her head as she is introduced to a new sensation. "Oh fuck, you're leaking out of me..." Your thick seed leaking out the sides tickle her sensitive skin, and if there was a mirror opposite the two of you it would show Jinsol in an utterly lewd position—her thighs open wantonly, marked with your kisses earlier; cum leaks from her thoroughly creampied hole, now flowing freely as you soften and slip out. You tighten your grip around her waist possessively, two lovers finally satisfied.

"Good?"

"Yeah, you came so much." Jinsol whispers as she feels herself leak with a finger. "You must have liked my black dress."

"Mm, I guess so." Jinsol turns around and the two of you kiss and cuddle in bed, your load slowly leaking on to her thighs and the sheets, but neither of you cared.

"Shower?"

"Sure, oh I should wear that lingerie I bought after!"

"Please no, maybe next time."

"Okay! Next time you can fill me up like this again! Carry me! Jindori can't walk because you went too hard on me!" You sigh and laugh at her cute-toned dirty talk before scooping her in your arms and taking her to the shower. Both of you would agree that Jinsol's shopping trip is definitely a success.

A/N: Something simple for a simple dress, their outfits look so good! Glad the members are landing on their feet. Thanks for reading!

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