The dressing room door slammed shut behind you, the lock clicking loud in the sudden quiet after the roar of the crowd. Felix’s hands were already on you, yanking your shirt up and off before you could catch your breath.
“Been thinking about this the whole fucking show,” he growled, voice low and filthy. His mouth crashed into yours, tongue pushing deep while his fingers worked your jeans open and shoved them down your hips.
Chan leaned against the mirror, watching with dark eyes, hand already palming the thick bulge in his stage pants. “Strip her the rest of the way. I want to see that pretty cunt before we ruin it.” Hyunjin laughed from the couch, already stroking his long cock, slow and lazy. “Look how wet she is already. Bet she’s been dripping since soundcheck.”
Felix dropped to his knees and spread your thighs, dragging his tongue straight up your slit in one filthy lick. You gasped, grabbing his hair. He didn’t tease. He ate you like he was starving, sucking your clit hard, two fingers shoving inside and curling straight against your front wall. “Fuck, Felix—right there,” you moaned, hips jerking.
Chan stepped forward and pulled his cock out, thick and heavy. He tapped the head against your lips. “Open.” You did, and he slid in deep, fucking your mouth in steady thrusts while Felix kept devouring you. Spit ran down your chin. Every time you gagged, Chan groaned and pushed deeper.
Hyunjin moved behind you, hands gripping your ass, spreading you wider for Felix’s tongue. “She’s shaking already. Think she can take all of us?” He spat on your hole and rubbed his thumb over it, pressing just enough to make you clench. “We’re gonna find out.”
They moved you to the couch. Chan sat and pulled you onto his lap, sinking you down on his cock in one smooth thrust. You cried out at the stretch, but there was no time to adjust. Hyunjin knelt behind you, working two slick fingers into your ass while Chan fucked up into you. “Relax,” Hyunjin murmured, voice rough. “Gonna open this tight little hole so we can both wreck you.”
Felix stood on the couch beside you, feeding his cock into your mouth again. You sucked him greedily, tasting the salt of his skin while Chan’s hands held your hips and Hyunjin’s fingers scissored deeper. When Hyunjin finally pushed his cock into your ass, the burn made your eyes roll back. Full. So fucking full.
They found a rhythm fast—Chan thrusting up, Hyunjin driving in from behind, Felix fucking your throat. The wet sounds were obscene: skin slapping, your choked moans, the filthy praise pouring out of all three of them. “Take it,” Chan snarled. “Such a good fucking slut for SKZ.” Hyunjin’s hand came down hard on your ass. “Gonna fill both holes. You want that?”
You tried to answer but Felix’s cock was too deep. Your body answered instead, clenching hard around both of them. The orgasm hit sharp and sudden, making you shake and sob around Felix’s length. He pulled out just in time to paint your tongue and lips with hot ropes of cum.
Chan and Hyunjin didn’t stop. They fucked you through it, harder, chasing their own release. When Chan came, he held you down flush, pumping deep inside your cunt. Hyunjin followed seconds later, groaning as he emptied in your ass. You felt every pulse, every hot spurt.
They didn’t pull out right away. Chan kissed your shoulder, still buried inside you. “Round two in ten,” he said against your skin. “We’re not done with this pretty body tonight.”
Felix wiped cum from your lips with his thumb and pushed it back into your mouth. “Swallow. Good girl.” Hyunjin’s hand stroked your back, almost gentle now, but his cock was already twitching again inside you. “Next time we bring the others. You think you can handle the whole group?”
Your answer was a broken moan as Chan started moving again, slow and deep, already getting hard inside your used cunt. The night was just starting.
