Hwang Mi-Yeong (Tiffany)

Talking about it, Tiffany is the first bias which stolen my heart; in younger day with beautiful eye smile on the screen. Still fresh on my mind the cute girl with short hair dancing in white furred costume in candy paradise set on a music video. Now she has grown into a full lady with harmful body for my heart to take.

This girl had hyper personality and kinda easy going act. Being close to her was quite easy. Tiffany really like to be treated nice, especially treated as a special girl. To be closer, intimate level, I needed to be patient and kept treated her well. When the thing went smooth, the skinship was the first thing which boundary could be crossed; actually she loved to be touch. First was grabbing each other hand but from there the progress went in sonic speed. In a week, she was already brave enough to sit on my lap, across me, with erotic stare. Kissing came after that; her lips was springy and sour, easily dry so when we kiss she often put out her tongue between our kiss to humidify it.

Unfortunately she was so busy so we met not so often for a date. To make her check, I often gave her a call. Easy job to make her laugh, she actually laugh for every joke people could make. Tiffany actually like when we had dirty talk; often, we had sex phone for many nights.

Ears sensed something was coming. That was sound of click, thought someone opened my door. I could hear sound of chuckling and a heel putted on the floor; sounded cheerful and kinda drunk. The first person I could relate was Tiffany.

Analyzing her nature, vaguely I could guess what she was up to. So here I kept my eyes close and as I heard the sound of her feet stepped the floor and getting closer to my room, I smiled like a baby-my momma was coming.

Caught the door-opened-voice, I pretended to sleep. Now I could hear her breathing. Next sound I heard was opened zipper. Taking a glance by my lust, with minimum focus I could see a gorgeous girl, standing and backing me, revealing her treasure.

I was back to my pretending sleep. Soon after, I sensed a weight came on my bed and someone was staring at me.  

Suddenly a sensation came; it’s warm; it’s erotic, I felt hot. Something pleased me down there. Soft-marshmallow like-meat pushed hard onto my chest and it started to rub me. Lick, one, two and repeat; and repeat, somebody was slurping my inner mouth.

Her scent was nice; lips tasted sour and sweet; her saliva dripping on my right side of my face. Every single finger my hands had kissed her soft skin. I could hear her slightly moaned when the first finger landed on her neck. The journey begun, I scanned her body and drawing her on the blankness of my imagination. Up to her hair, thick and long; her chest, my favorite thing gave me a soft bounce when I groped it; waist, the s line was smooth; ass, the best I ever had.

Opened my eyes, I saw, from up-close, a shouted eyes as she mesmerized deep inside my mouth, playing my tongue, swirling it; intertwined it with her. “You’re awake” she said.

As I got my consciousness back, I saw us naked. Tiffany was riding on me, mildly rubbed her ass line on my crotch; clamping my bloated meat between her ass. That was a nice surprise. She actually snuck into my house and giving me heaven happiness.

Both my hand pushed her head down to my crotch and she happily swallowed my cock. Tiffany was good with her tongue as her hand squeezed my ball with both her hand. Her play made me stuffed, as near as claustrophobia. Clenching my teeth and she made me locked her head with my legs.

My drowsiness kinda faded and I was humming between my gasps. “A-ahhh slowly (gasp) just like th-(gasp)-that. Yes, ahh you’re so good now.”

“Am I (slurp) good now?” she said, eyes on me; mouth down there.

“You’re the be-best ahhh.”

“You teach me well, oppa.”

Brightly, she moved actively; standing above me and then came down fucked my penis. Up, down, her movements were heavy. When her bootie slammed down hitting my crotch, it gave me a slap inside my mind and every time she went down, she took my life away, repeatedly.

She happily riding me and enjoying torturing me in pleasure; she knew how to act submissive toward her partner sex. Tiffany laughed and I just watched her hopping her hip on my lap. Then, when the time came we groaned together.

“You naughty, oppa. Tell me if ahhh tell me if (moaned).”

“Why? You don’t like it?”

“Of course (gasping slowly) I like it when you come inside me.”

What we did next was flirting to each other; told her how beautiful and great she was on the bed that night; also a cheesy line like “I missed you”.

“You missed me? Uhm?” Tiffany standing and baring her naked body on me. “Look at me as much as you missed me” yeah I missed her body; short but gorgeous. Light was off and the beam of the moon showed her nice figure silhouette.

My face came forward and ate her pussy. “Deeper” she said. I knew exact position of her soft spot. Within a minute she fall for my play, few times within that minute her body trembled; within five minutes, her energy was depleted and her cum starting to flew and exploded soon later. I still sunk on her crotch, slurping on her labia.

From her face she told me she enjoyed it too much. “Ohhhh please break me, oppa.”

“But I’m sleepy right now.”

“So just close your eyes and let me do the job.”

“Just don’t mess with it.”

Head was back and I tried to sleep-figured it would be thousand fold harder after knowing a pretty woman was about riding my cock. The second I closed my eyes she pushed her hip on mine; the warmness, the tightness, I could feel it all at once. My penis was going too deep than I thought and it so damn good; so good that it made me swearing toward her.

“Huh? I thought you’re going to sleep” she said, half voice half moaning.

“I’m trying, honey. I’m-AhhhhhHhh F*ck.”

“Try to sleep then” she went full throttle. Seems that I could cum every second by the way she moved her hip. “Oppa, watch me” she said but I told her that I was too tired for this late night sex. She told me to watch her once again, but I told her the same answered. “Then, imagined me doing this in your mind.”

“I already did” I said.

“How is it?” she sounded curious.

“Damn you destroyed me. Your hair is in mess; your face is too happy as if you’re a nymphomaniac. Tits are shaking in gorgeous way; it looks good, your figure looks good. I think you hit gym often these days. The sweat slide down in great quantity; the light from the outside makes them sparkling. Damn, you’re beautiful.”

“You make me wet.”

“You already are.”

Tiffany was laughed; we laughed. Her pace became faster and faster “(gasping) ohh it feels good oppa.” I didn’t answer her back. The rest was constant, she pumped me like a crazy and I was keeping my mind cool about it, until I reached my climax later.

As she finished damaging my soul, Tiffany leaned on me, surrendered her body; willingly to become my personal pillow. Finally I could sleep at peace with a gorgeous naked angel in my arms.

In the morning, we woke up together; having a breakfast together and also showering together. I stepped aside, clung on the shower room wall and watched her showering. Tiffany put up a show and foamed herself with soap. While she took a second to clean other part of her body, but she made detail moves in cleaning her sensual part; honorable mention: boobs, butt and pussy. When she did that, I knew she just tried to make me hard and then asked me to clean them with my own hand. If that went on, it would end in morning sex, but it happened anyway.

She made me started the day brightly.

Tiffany Mi-Hwang is hyper. It scared out of me if somebody did anything while I am asleep. To describe her for her wild side, she was a battery, sex battery; she filled me with energy as she pumped my penis, forced me to stay awake. But when I opened my eyes, she is just cute a cheerleader of my bed.