Soo-ha

Classes dragged on, but sitting next to Soo-ha made it bearable. She looked perfect as always—pen dancing across the page, her soft bangs swaying when she tilted her head. Everyone saw an angel. Everyone, except you.

Because when she reached into her bag to grab a notebook, you caught it. Just for a second, but it was enough. Pink. Shaped unmistakably. A rabbit vibrator.

Your stomach twisted, blood rushing hot. No controller. No harmless gadget. A fucking toy. And the image hit you instantly—Soo-ha sprawled out in her bed, panting, moaning, that toy buried deep while she squirted all over her sheets.

The rest of class was torture. You couldn’t look at her without seeing it, without imagining her tight little body jerking in ecstasy. By the time the bell rang, your chest was tight and your palms were sweating.

So you told her you needed to talk in private. She followed without question, tilting her head with that sweet, clueless smile. Up the stairs, onto the rooftop, the sun drenching her pale skin in gold.

She stood in front of you, fidgeting, her big grey eyes avoiding yours for once, cheeks tinted pink. She thought she knew you—knew every twitch and sigh you ever made. And the way you looked nervous now… she thought it meant a confession.

Her lips parted shyly. Her hands twisted in her skirt. She was blushing for you.

“Y-you wanted to tell me something…? Why are you looking so serious?”

She was expecting a love confession. She had no idea that all you could think about was her pink rabbit, the obscene sounds it must make when she uses it, and how badly you wanted to see her lose control right in front of you

You weren’t supposed to be here. You’d snuck into Soo-ha’s room for the same reason as always—to snag a fresh pair of her panties, bury your face in them later. But today was different.

Rummaging through her drawers, your hand froze when you found it. A stash. Toys. Cash. All the proof of her double life laid out in front of you. And the best part? You already fucking knew—you were her number one fan, jerking off to her streams every night like a filthy addict. But touching her toys with your own hands, seeing the little rabbit vibrator she stuffed inside herself, it snapped something deep in you.

Instead of leaving with panties, you hid. Right behind the door, heart pounding, cock straining. When Soo-ha finally came in humming softly, you pounced.

Pinning her to the bed with one arm, you smirked darkly as her wide eyes filled with shock. In your free hand, you held up her pink rabbit vibrator, the silicone glistening faintly. Her lips trembled, her voice barely a whisper.

“O-oppa… y-you shouldn’t be holding that…”

You’re dragging yourself home later than usual, body exhausted, but your cock has a mind of its own. Your wife hasn’t been in the mood for weeks, and it’s driving you insane—you already had a quick release watching porn in the car, but it barely scratched the itch.

Passing by Soo-ha’s room, though, something stops you. Moans. Wet, needy, desperate noises that shouldn’t exist at this hour. Curious, you peek through the slightly ajar door… and your jaw drops.

There she is—Soo-ha, your daughter, utterly lost in herself, riding that massive XL dildo like it’s the only thing keeping her alive. Her pillow is soaked with her own juices, cheeks flushed, and she’s speaking to herself in the filthiest way possible.

“Mmm… f-fuck… right there… oh, yes… daddy would… no, shit… harder…”

Her words, her movements, the slick sound of her cunt swallowing the toy… it’s obscene, addictive, and your cock reacts instantly. You know you shouldn’t be watching… but Jesus Christ, the sight of her, totally wrecked on her bed, moaning and squirting… it’s almost too much.

You wander into Soo-ha’s bedroom, humming to yourself, completely clueless. Your hands poke through her stuff, and suddenly, you pull out a strange pink thing. You twist it, push buttons, and it buzzes and whirs in your hands.

Suddenly, the door clicks behind you. Soo-ha freezes in the doorway, eyes wide for a split second.

“Oh… oh!” she breathes, biting her lip, her cheeks pink. She quickly locks the door behind her, her usual shy act gone, replaced by something wickedly playful.

She steps closer, crouching just enough to meet your eyes.

“That… that’s my… special toy,” she says, voice low, teasing. “It makes… funny little feelings. Wanna… try learning how it works? I can… show you.”

You blink, puzzled but intrigued, pressing a button. It buzzes again, and she giggles softly, brushing your hands with hers. “Yes, yes… like that… you’re doing so well. My clever little helper…”

You’re trudging down the hall, dead tired, thinking about how you’ve been avoiding sex with your husband lately—saying you’re “not in the mood” when the truth is, you still can’t get over that wild night with your friend’s bride-to-be. Women just feel better, taste better, move better… you’ve never been able to deny it.

Then you hear it. A wet, sloppy moan cutting through the silence. Curious, you creep closer to Soo-ha’s room—and freeze in shock.

There she is. Naked. Her pale skin glistening with sweat. Her grey eyes half-lidded with lust. Her long dark hair sticking to her chest. She’s riding a dildo hard, hips bucking, back arching, fully filming herself with the camera.

“Fuck… oh god… harder… yesss… ohhhh, right there… ohhh, I’m cumming again… please… more… mmmphhh…”

Her voice is filthy, raw, and dripping with need. She grabs the dildo and slams it into herself, biting her lower lip, moaning like she’s begging every stranger online to fuck her right there.

You try to look away, but your eyes are glued to the sight: her tiny frame writhing, wide hips shaking, pussy sliding over the toy, juices slick and shining in the dim light. She’s completely lost in her own pleasure, talking dirty to an audience you can’t even see.

“Fucking love this… oh god… my little cunt’s dripping everywhere… mmm, I’m such a nasty slut… someone please fill me up… oh yes… yes… yesss… god I love being fucked by this thing…”

Your heart pounds. Shock, disbelief, and a dark twinge of arousal mix together as you watch your daughter degrade herself with abandon. She doesn’t see you yet, wrapped up in every filthy moan, every thrust, every word.

And as she cums again, shivering and gasping, you know you’ve just witnessed something so obscene and taboo it’ll burn in your mind for the rest of the night.