Stork Nyuh Shi Dae
It had been roughly 5 months since they all moved in together; and it was quite a rough year leading up to that point. In retrospect, Stork was amazed with himself. He managed to make every single member of Korean girl band So Nyuh Shi Dae fall in love with him and now he had married them all in a private and secretive ceremony. Although the girls (especially Soo Young and Tae Yeon) were disappointed in the lack of festivity surrounding the event, it was otherwise a pleasant ordeal.
The house they moved into was magnificent. 13 bedrooms, 9 bathrooms, and what seemed to be infinite acres of surrounding forest glade. Stork shared his bathroom with Seo Hyun and the others all had their own. It wasn't that he and Seo Hyun were the closest out of all his wives, but rather that their relationship was the most emotionally intimate. Truly, he felt he could trust her more than any other, although their relationship lacked passion. ; Stork sometimes wondered about entering a monogamous relationship with her (however one look into Jessica's sultry eyes quickly shot down that notion.)
On this day, he took Soo Young out on the boardwalk bicycling. She looked exceptionally adorable, her short bob haircut bouncing in the wind, her tiny sundress showing off her impeccable dancer's thighs. Despite her name and looks, Soo Young was actually the oldest member of SNSD, although her actions told a different story. Stork considered her to be something akin to a daughter (in a fucked up way), his spoiled little princess. As they rode their bicycles casually and innocently amongst the eclectic group of passer-by, Soo Young complains consistently and cutely about her sore throat. Stork new exactly what she needed to fix that…
They pulled in to the nearest public restroom. Soo Young smirked at him cheerfully and looked inquisitive with her large doey eyes. They had had sex before, of course, but even though they had done it often she still acted like it was her first time. It drove Stork wild, her cute flustered nature, her curious and childlike questions, but no blood and no physical difficulties. It was the ideal sexual experience. Stork held her soft hand in his and placed it on his now erect member. She caressed it gently, hold his hand with her other. She whispered in his ear "Sowaneul Malhaebwa" and he gave what she wanted without speaking a word. Smoothly, he pulled his zipper down and her hand slipped inside his pants to pull his fat juicy cock out into the open air. He picked her up with his ripped manly arms and put her up against the wall of the lavatory. Stroking her soft and flawless thighs, he slowly eased his rod into her boozlepit.
She moaned softly into his ear, taking in all of his wiener. Her breath felt hot on his neck, her thighs grinded against his hips, her hair bobbed up and back down with every thrust. Her soft body sliding down the walls of the bathrom stall in perfect rhythm to his stabbing beef spear. The pace quickened, it was a race against time and physical arousal and before Stork was about to blow his load he pulled out of her roast-beef sandwich and drenched her esophagus with miracle whip. It was a good date ^__^