Chapter 3 - Night with Miyoung

“Hey, uh, Kkatamina?”
 
“If you’re looking for Aria or Toast, they’re doing their own things. I’m just looking around the con on my own right now.”
 

The short and lean woman swiped away at her phone without even batting an eye at him. 
 
“Sorry? No, I actually, um, kinda wanted to talk to you.”
 
Miyoung turned away from her phone, looking up at the person speaking.
 
“Talk to me? Why?”
 
“How should I say this,” he mumbled for a moment, “Well, I think that you’re very pretty and I was wondering if you’d like to walk around the convention together. You look like you can use someone to help you with that.” He gestured at Miyoung’s phone and back to his camera.
 
She looked down at it and realized he meant her vlogging. She deliberated. Although it was true that it’d be useful if there was someone vlogging her for her while she did things, it wasn’t helpful enough where she wasn’t suspicious of the guy.
 
“Ok buddy, you telling me you just wanted to go on a date? I’m finding that hard to believe.”
 
He was flustered for a moment, talking about oh I dunno about a date and stuff so Miyoung continued on.
 
“You’re probably just trying to use me to talk to more famous people huh, how’d you even know my name? That’s my Twitch handle.”
 
He gestured to her chest. Miyoung looked down and remembered that as a streamer, she had a special badge that had her Twitch channel name on it for all to see.
 
“Oh.”
 
“Yeah.”
 
Miyoung was embarrassed for a moment, covering her mouth with her hand, but now that she knew that he was being serious she took the moment to give him a quick lookover. He had about half a foot on her and was, most noticeably, very clean. Most of the male fans that went up to her didn’t know basic hygiene, so this was already a very welcome surprise.
 
“What’s your name?”
 
“Jason.”
 
“Hm. Alright, Jason. I’m down.”
 
Jason brightened up immediately. He did not have a poker face whatsoever. 
 
“Oh, great! Which exhibits were you looking to visit?”
 
“We,” Miyoung emphasized particularly instead of using “I”, “Are going to visit all of them. And you’re going to be stuck with me the entire time.”
 
Over the course of several hours, the two of them had a provocative time at the convention, touring through numerous art galleries, speaker panels, and photo ops with famous people or fans. Jason followed her around and took as many shots of her as he could, video and photos. He didn’t know how much material her editor needed to churn out a video, so he decided to keep on the safe side and get as much as he could. Miyoung enjoyed the ease of burden he provided. She also grew a bit fond of his personality. He had a respectful, golden retriever energy that meshed with her wit well. Admittedly, she felt a unique bond with him.
 
Eventually, they had done all which they could do and decided to call it. The building turned out as closing hours arrived, and they were quickly both shunted onto the streets. 
 
“You sure you don’t want to call a cab?” He offered, walking alongside her.
 
“Nah the walk is pretty short so we can get there in like 5 minutes, no cyap!”
 
“Please stop saying that.”
 
Miyoung laughed. They had been traveling along a deserted pavement lit with streetlights and stars, night veiled with glitter. Her prediction was right on the mark as they arrived at her hotel in only a couple of minutes. 
 
“Where are you staying?” She asked as they began to climb the steps upward to the lobby doors.
 
“Oh, I’m not too far away from here. I’m at the Four Points.”
 
“What the, that’s in the opposite direction!”
 
“It’s alright. A small sacrifice to escort my lovely lady back to her humble abode.”
 
They stopped in front of the entrance and both glanced in. There was marble tiling, chandeliers, and a staff member playing a grand piano to greet everyone coming in. They looked back at each other and Miyoung began to laugh. 
 
“Pfft!”
 
Jason smiled. Miyoung had an infectious joyous feeling to her that you couldn’t help but be swept along by. 
 
When she finally stopped, they both locked eyes. Miyoung tilted her head and smiled, taking his hand. Neither of them really wanted to leave just yet.
 
“So how’d I do on today’s, uh, date? Think I got a shot for a second one?”
 
“Mmm, you were alright, I guess,” Miyoung said charmingly, “I think you should have read my mind better at some moments though.”
 
“Oh, my bad.” He mocked. 
 
She laughed. Jason was growing attached to her laugh. It had an entrancing quality to it, as though it were someone who was discovering how to be happy for the first time in their life.
 
Miyoung looked into the building again. Then she turned back to him. 
 
“I don’t normally do this but… you want to come in for a cup of coffee or something?”
 
“You don’t normally offer people a cup of coffee?”
 
“Ok, dude. You know what I mean,” she said, playfully hitting him on the shoulder, “Don’t make me spell it out for you.”
 
He smiled. “I’d love to.”
 
—
 
* oomph!* 
 
Miyoung landed against the mattress, on her back, with a soft, cushioning willow. She had taken off her outfit for the day, revealing a set of plain, black undergarments. 
 
“Let’s take things slow ok? I don’t really do stuff like this– mmM! ”
 
He climbed onto the frame and interrupted her with a deep kiss, using one hand to keep him up and the other to hold her chin. Miyoung balled her hands together on her chest, unsure about what to do with them, while returning the gesture with her lips.
 
He got ended the lock and looked into her clouded eyes. 
 
“We can do things however you want.”
 
Miyoung blushed with a scarlet hue as she brought both of her hands to cover her face. 
 
“This is so embarrassing…”
 
He laughed as he brought a hand down and reached into her panties. Miyoung tensed slightly and Jason stopped for a moment, wondering if she was going to say anything. “Can I continue?” He asked. She spread her fingers apart slightly to show her eyes looking at him and gave a curt nod. 
 
God, she’s so cute, he thought with a grin as he brought his fingers against her folds and began rubbing them. 
 
Miyoung’s eyes widened immediately as she moved her hands away from her face and onto the sheets. She brought one overhead to clutch at her pillow and the other one to his arm, gripping it.
 
“O-oh my god!” She exclaimed delightfully. “Oh my god!”
 
He took it as a good sign to continue. Slowly, he inserted a finger and began probing against her inner walls. 
 
“ Nngh!” 
 
Miyoung was busy moaning with her face turned to the side, so Jason took the opportunity to pepper her neck with soft kisses. 
 
Eventually, he found a spot that caused her entire dainty figure to shudder. Miyoung startlingly brought her hips up, much to both of their surprise, and rocked into his hand, trying to get him to hit the right spot over and over. 
 
“I’m gonna– I’m gonna cum!” Miyoung whimpered. 
 
Right after finishing her sentence, she wrapped both of her arms around his neck and hugged it tightly as she began to spasm uncontrollably. A small stream of her liquids erupted, dampening the white sheets under her in short, successive waves. Each little fit cause her to tighten her hold and raise her hips.
 
As she finished, falling upon her wet sheets, her head fell to the side, panting. Bits of her hair were stuck to her forehead and parts of her body glistened due to sweat. She released her grip on him, allowing her hands to fall back down onto her eyes and bed. 
 
She moved her hand slightly to look at him with lust-filled eyes. He gave her a quick peck on the lips, which she returned. 
 
Letting her rest, he got up and opened up his backpack to take out a pack of condoms. As the sound of the tear filled the room, Miyoung turned over and spoke up.
 
“Oh, um, I’m already on birth control for my period.”
 
“Ok, but what about STDs?”
 
Miyoung got up on one arm and looked at him with a slant, unbelieving expression.
 
“I don’t think either of us are getting any play.”
“Ouch. I pull plenty of hoes, if you must know.”
 
Miyoung giggled at how dumb he sounded and fell back onto the bed, still catching her breath.
 
He put the glove on regardless and returned to his position on top of her. Miyoung fiddled with her hands a bit, unsure of how to get things started, so he took the initiative to take her undergarments off, starting with pulling her panties down. She moved her legs to help him get it off, giving him a good look at her wet, little honey pot. As she brought her body back down, Jason began to rub his rod against her linings to let her know he was entering soon. 
 
Miyoung looked nervously down, bringing her arms to his shoulders. 
 
“Hold on to me, ok? Let me know how you’re feeling.”
 
She nodded in response. 
 
He slowly started to insert it in, relishing in getting the tip through.
 
“Ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyy god!” 
 
“You alright?”
 
“Y-yup.”
 
He resumed and slid the rest of it in, practically kissing her womb with the tip of his member due to the size difference. 
 
Miyoung’s eyes rolled up as she clawed gradually at his back throughout the entire process. Once it was finally in, he paused for a moment, letting her get used to the feeling. 
 
Miyoung bit her lip and closed her eyes, grimacing slightly.
 
“How are you feeling? We can do something else if you’re not up to it,” he said anxiously.
 
“N-no, I’m fine. Just give me a moment.” She insisted. After a couple of seconds, she talked again. “Alright, you can move now. Slowly, ok?”
 
He nodded and began to slowly ease back and forth inside of her. Even if he wasn’t going at the pace that he wanted, just the feeling of being able to penetrate Miyoung and slide his cock inside of her made things incredibly pleasurable. Her high-pitched squeaks and jagged moans only added to the experience. 
 
They continued in missionary as he pressed down on her, slowly leaning more and more pressure into his strokes. 
 
“ Mm, ah!... ah! Ah! AH!” 
 
Her walls were tight, warm, and inviting as though coaxing him to cum.
 
“God, you feel so good Miyoung.”
 
“ Mm – mmhm!– ah! ” She murmured back in confirmation, a bit out of it from her carnal pleasures.
They increased the pace of their movement as they approached a soon-arriving climax. 
 
“I’m, I’m gonna cum soon.” He warned.
 
“Me, nngh , me too!” 
 
He pounded at her with full force, nearly bruising her cervix, which Miyoung eagerly received. The rapid pace of the incoming strokes alerted her as to what was going to occur as she clamped up and wrapped her legs around his back. With a final thrust, he burst and spilled a hefty load into the rubber, expanding it within her pussy. She similarly began to orgasm, practically vibrating on him with the rate of her spasms. 
 
He fell on her, pushing her deeper into the mattress, as they both regained their stamina. 
 
“Fuck, that was good. You don’t normally do this?” He asked, slightly unbelieving. 
 
“N-no,” she gasped, “You’re a great fit for me too.”
 
She pulled the condom out of her snatch and brought it up so that both of them could see it. The force of the spunk had caused some of it to spill out onto the covers, but for the most part, it was nearly filled to the brim. Miyoung gave an immodest smile and opened her mouth, letting her tongue spill out. 
 
“You wouldn’t.”
 
She poured the contents onto her lapping tongue, using her fingers to squeeze out any remaining bits as though it were a popsicle sleeve. She showed off the warm spunk with eyes upturned before swallowing it all in one go. Her lips smacked with a satisfied ah! as she opened her mouth again to show the contents completely swallowed. 
 
He got hard again, ready to go for round two. 
 
“Ugh. So gross.” She said, laughing. 
 
“Why do it then?” He asked, bewildered. 
 
“‘Cause I thought you’d like it,” she responded, “Want you excited for one more round.”
 
It worked. 
 
“Could you um… indulge me in something,” Miyoung asked.
 
“What’s up?”
 
“I’ve always had a little thing I’ve wanted to try out and you make me feel comfortable enough to try it.”
 
It was really a turn of the dice what she meant here but Jason was so in over his head at this point that he would do anything to spend some more time with her. 
 
“Of course.”
 
She got off the bed and began rummaging through her case. After a couple of moments, she found what she had been looking for and attached it to her neck. It was a leash.
 
She returned to the mattress and offered the handle to him in an open palm. “I’ve always wanted to be, um, choked like this while someone stuffed my holes with their cum.”
 
He had lucked out big time. He grabbed ahold of the rope, twisting it around his hand once to shorten the length, and pulled Miyoung up with a yelp from her. 
 
“We can work with this. Snap if you need air or want to stop, alright?” It was important to have these safety actions in place before starting, especially since Miyoung had put so much trust in him.
 
“Yeah– eep !”
 
Miyoung’s nod was cut short as Jason pushed her onto her stomach. He pulled the leash up while resting his body on her legs, forcing her head to come up while keeping her bottom half pinned. Immediately, without any foreplay or insertion at all, Miyoung squirted a small bit out onto the already-dampened cloth. She simpered ear to ear with a bit of a craze as her hands came up to claw at her collar, the wind knocked out of her. Taking this opportunity, he lay down on her and inserted his dick into her slimy orifice, already stretched out to accept his girth. 
 
He rode her fiercely while keeping a tight grip on the leash. Miyoung ecstatically begged and pleaded for him to continue with what little air she had left.
 
“Please… yes! Ah! ...”
 
This was his first time doing anything like this too, but he was quickly growing fond of it. Miyoung tightened like a clamp whenever he pulled her head up, and it felt like she was a toy he was controlling to squeeze his cum into. Her legs would flop up every time he pulled at the rope, too. 
 
Despite the ecstasy, he kept half a mind open to see how Miyoung was reacting, especially taking great care to notice what her hands were doing. He kept amping things up and up for his own pleasure and was worried that it was negatively impacting her, but the snaps never came. In fact, Miyoung would continue to spasm and cum all over herself as they continued. 
 
“I’m gonna fill you up Miyoung, fuck, I’m nearly there.”
 
Miyoung pushed her ass into him upon hearing that, inviting him to continue with her body instead of with the words that were failing her. With this invitation, Jason was brought over the edge. He shot out rope after rope of fresh, piping-hot semen all over her inner walls, painting them white. Some of it spilled out to mix in with the droplets of liquid that Miyoung herself had squirted out earlier. 
 
They held onto their orgasm for as long as they could, with Miyoung holding her breath throughout the entire duration. Once they had come down from their dopamine high, he let go of the leash to let Miyoung fall onto the bed, chest heaving up and down incredibly for air. He crashed next to her and held her body with an arm. After he was sure she was alright to respond he spoke up.
 
“How was it?”
 
“Everything I’ve hoped for and more.”
 
“Think I can get a second date then?”
 
She turned to him and locked eyes. “Maybe.” She gave him a quick peck.
 
“Gross,” he complained, “Your breath stinks.”
 
She let out the same harmonious laugh as always and hit him playfully. 
 
Well, the odds of the second date were looking pretty good at least.
