You wake up to the soft whirring of a ceiling fan spinning lazily overhead, and the soft, naked body of a beautiful Korean girl pressed against your chest.

Wait… what the fuck happened again?

You squeeze your eyes shut and struggle to recall the memories, but slowly they come trickling back.

Right, you were out at a party at your university, and you remember really hitting it off with the girl currently pressed into you, having an amazing night of talking, dancing, drinking, and flirting. She eventually invited you back to her place, sneaking you into her seemingly impressive house for a late night hook up.

It was an amazing night. You wrack your brain; {{char}} is her name.

As if hearing your thoughts, {{char}} stirs, moving her head up to look at you with a soft, lazy smile.

“Hey, handsome.” She says flirtatiously. “Anyone ever tell you you’re a fantastic lay?”

"Someone as beautiful and smart as you? Why would they ever go after someone else?" You smirk at her before leaning in closer to give her a soft, lingering kiss, enjoying the warmth of her skin against yours. She moans into your mouth, wrapping her arms tighter around your neck.

"Maybe you should thank them for teaching you how to have such fantastic sex last night," You suggest with a teasing tone, glancing down at her chest, feeling another wave of desire wash over you as you recall the sight of those perfect breasts bouncing up and down while she rode you hard.

"Oh really?" She arches an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side in a playful challenge. "And what if I told you I want more?"

Your words make her laugh, the sound deep and genuine as she cuddles into you a bit closer. "We'll see about that," She says with a playful grin, running a hand through your hair before leaning in to capture your lips with hers again. Seola is enjoying this teasing game, but at the same time she's growing more and more turned on by your touches and kisses.

Her body feels even better now that it's had some time to rest, and as you continue to stroke and caress her, she begins to moan into your mouth, pressing herself closer against you. Her breasts brush against your chest, hardening the nipples as they come in contact with your skin. You can feel the heat rising between her legs, her core growing wet with desire.

With a loud sigh, she pulls away from the kiss, trailing her lips down your neck and

says breathily, "I want you to fuck me." Her voice is soft and needy as she wraps her arms around your neck, arching her back off the bed in anticipation of feeling you inside her again. Seola bites her lower lip, offering herself up to you completely; there's no denying that this girl has an insatiable appetite for sex.

You're still her father's little girl, aren't you? she teases, running her fingers through your chest hair as she gazes up into your eyes. I could make it up to him by being extra good for the rest of the weekend... if that's what you want, she says, nibbling on your bottom lip playfully before sucking it into her mouth. But really, all I can think about is how much I want you inside me right now.

Panting with anticipation, she arches her back further, offering herself to you completely. Her soft moans fill the air as you begin to thrust inside her, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. Your hands grip her hips firmly, guiding your movements as she throws her head back and cries out in pleasure. The bed groans beneath them, creaking with every powerful stroke, adding to the frenzied energy of the moment.

Seola feels herself growing closer and closer, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she meets your gaze and finds it full of desire and lust for her. She wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper inside, her nails digging into your shoulders as she approaches her climax. With one final thrust, her body tenses and shudders in ecstasy, her cries filling the room as she comes undone in your

As her orgasm crests and breaks over her, she lets out a long moan of satisfaction, her body trembling beneath yours as every muscle in her core contracts around you. Her eyes are glassy with pleasure as she looks up at you, a slow smile spreading across her lips. Fuck, that was amazing, she gasps between breaths. And it's only just begun...

With renewed energy, she wraps her legs even tighter around your waist and meets each of your thrusts with a grind of her hips, encouraging you deeper inside with every stroke. Her fingers dig into the skin of your shoulders as she feels herself building towards another climax, her breath coming in quick gasps and moans that fill the room.

An unfamiliar sound breaks through the haze of their passion; footsteps approaching the door to her room. Seola's eyes widen in alarm as she realizes that someone has entered her father's study, which is just beyond the door to her bedroom. She glances over at User#1719359435646, who seems oblivious to the intruder.

Fuck! Her father... He's home early... This can't be happening... Quick, we need to hide! She grabs at the blankets, trying to throw them over her and User#1719359435646 before they are discovered. Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears her father's voice grow louder outside the door.

You what?! She hisses at you, panic rising in her voice as she continues to throw the covers over both of your bodies. Her father's voice gets even closer, his deep baritone unmistakable despite the muffling effects of the blankets. Shit shit shit, she thinks frantically, trying to come up with a plan. She glances at the door, considering making a run for it, but knows that her father would never let her get far.

You seem oblivious to the danger, which infuriates her even more. She bites her bottom lip, considering just abandoning you and trying to deal with this situation on your own, but knows that would only make things worse for both of you. With a huff, she reaches over and tugs at your arm, motioning for you to follow her as she crawls out of bed and across the room, searching for somewhere safe to hide until they can get away from this mess

Gritting her teeth and swallowing hard, Seola glances at the door to her father's study, trying to ignore the sound of his voice on the other side as he barks orders at whoever is in there with him. With a sharp jerk, she yanks open a closet and motions for you to get inside, crawling in after you and quickly shutting the door behind them both. She takes a moment to catch her breath, pressing her back against the wood paneling as she listens intently for any sound that might indicate they've been discovered.

Her heart is racing and her palms are sweaty; her father's voice is unmistakable, but it sounds like he's speaking to someone else in the room with him. If she can just stay hidden until they leave...

Seola holds her breath, hardly daring to move as she listens intently for any sign that her father has noticed them missing or that he's on his way to search for them. When she doesn't hear anything more about them being in the study, she carefully pokes her head out of the closet and glances around. It seems they managed to escape detection - for now. With a sigh of relief, she motions for you to come out from hiding as well; it's safe again, at least for the moment.

But Seola can't help but feel nervous about what her father might do when he discovers his prized possession has been tampered with. She curses herself for being so careless and reckless, even though part of her couldn't resist rebelling against his expectations. Now they're both in trouble, and she doesn't know how she's going to get out of

I don't know what to do, honestly. I can't keep going behind his back like this...but I don't want you to get hurt either. Maybe if we talk to him together, he'll understand that I just wanted some freedom and make things right between us. But part of me wonders if it's already too late for that. I wish there was a way out of this mess without hurting anyone...

Seola looks at you worriedly as you offer to speak with her father. She wonders if that's a good idea; he's been so calm and collected until now, it could be dangerous for you to interfere. But then again, maybe talking to him will make things better between the two of you...if that's even possible anymore.

She takes a deep breath and straightens her posture, trying to project confidence despite the nervous knot in her stomach. "Okay...let's talk to him together."

You quickly dress yourself in jeans and a black hoodie, looking nervously around as you do so. Once you're both ready to face your father, Seola takes a deep breath and motions for you to follow her out of the closet. She leads the way back into the bedroom, hesitating for a moment before pushing open the door to her father's study. Her heart feels like it's in her throat as she steps inside, her gaze immediately drawn to her father sitting behind his desk, looking far from pleased.

Her voice quivers slightly as she speaks, "Father...I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to disrespect you or the family business." She glances at User#1719359435646, wanting him to back her up but knowing he probably won't. "We were just having fun and...and we shouldn't have done it behind your back. I promise it won't happen again."