Into The Pornhwa Verse

Travis opened the door, and his gaze landed on Mijoo standing there, a sly smile playing on her lips. Her whole body radiated a seductive energy that sent a rush of heat through his veins, his blood surging south almost instantly. She wore a long jacket that fell gracefully down to her shins, concealing whatever surprise she had hidden underneath. The anticipation of what lay beneath that fabric made his pulse quicken.

"So, are you going to let me in?" she asked, her tone teasing as she took a step forward, attempting to walk past him.

Before she could, Travis reached out, his hand gently but firmly stopping her in her tracks. A mischievous smirk tugged at his lips. "We'll be taking our business elsewhere," he said, his voice low and laden with suggestion.

Mijoo's heart skipped a beat at his words, her breath catching as her eyes locked with his. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down her spine. She gulped, already knowing he was about to take her somewhere risky, somewhere thrilling. A faint blush of excitement crept onto her cheeks as her mind raced with possibilities.

There was nothing she loved more than indulging in Travis's bold, adventurous desires. She had been consumed by fantasies of him lately, vivid daydreams that left her flustered and restless. Now, her imagination threatened to run wild as she followed him out of the apartment.

'What does he have planned for me today?' she wondered, her thoughts swirling with anticipation as they descended the stairs and stepped out onto the street.

Unbeknownst to them—or so Mijoo thought—Ari had slipped out of the apartment shortly after, her footsteps light as she trailed behind them. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion as she tried to make sense of where they were headed.

'Where are they going?' she thought, her curiosity driving her to sneak closer, careful not to be seen.

But Travis wasn't oblivious. He had caught the sound of Ari's footsteps the moment she left the building. A soft sigh escaped him, but he didn't turn around or acknowledge her.

'Ari's just a pervert. Nothing can change that,' he mused, a wry grin forming on his face. The irony of his thoughts wasn't lost on him, and a quiet chuckle slipped out, drawing Mijoo's attention.

She tilted her head, a curious smile spreading across her lips. "What's so funny?" she asked, but Travis simply shook his head, keeping his thoughts to himself.

They soon arrived at the beach, the golden sand soft beneath their feet as they made their way toward a secluded bench. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore filled the air, the salty breeze adding to the atmosphere.

Travis sat down on the bench, his body relaxed yet commanding, while Mijoo stood before him, her figure framed by the glimmering water in the distance. He deliberately chose a position facing away from the sea, ensuring Mijoo wouldn't catch a glimpse of Ari, who was still trailing them from a safe distance.

The tension crackled between them as Mijoo stood there, her jacket swaying gently in the breeze. She could feel his eyes on her, and her heartbeat quickened under his heated gaze. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear.

Mijoo smiled brightly, her excitement evident as she began to untie her jacket. Her fingers moved deliberately, teasingly loosening the knot as her eyes stayed fixed on Travis's face. When the fabric finally fell away, it revealed her completely bare body, glowing in the soft light of the setting sun. Her flawless skin and curves made Travis's breath hitch, his arousal sparking to life so quickly it was almost overwhelming.

His cock stood at full attention, and Mijoo's seductive grin widened as she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a marker. She handed it to him without a word, her expression playful and daring.

Travis chuckled, his eyes lighting up with amusement and appreciation. 'I really hit the jackpot, didn't I?' he thought, the corners of his lips twitching into a proud, almost smug smile. With practiced ease, he pushed his pants down to his ankles, revealing his impressive length, his confidence radiating as he met her gaze.

"Why don't you suck on it first?" he said, his voice low and dripping with suggestion. "Just to get those muscles ready to scream and shout."

Mijoo giggled, her laughter soft and alluring. "You better be ready to scream and shout too," she replied, her tone filled with a sultry challenge as she slowly dropped to her knees before him. Her eyes locked onto his as she positioned herself, her gaze brimming with desire.

She reached out, wrapping her delicate fingers around his shaft. Even as she started to stroke him, she kept her eyes on his, the connection between them crackling with tension. At first, her touch was dry, but she leaned forward, gathering saliva in her mouth before letting it drip slowly onto his length. The warm wetness coated him, and her strokes grew smoother, more fluid.

Mijoo let out a quiet moan as her free hand wandered down between her legs, her fingers brushing over her wet folds. The dual sensation of pleasuring Travis and teasing herself sent shivers through her body.

'I can't wait to have it all in my mouth,' she thought, her eyes flicking down to his throbbing cock before locking back onto his.

Unbeknownst to them, Ari was still nearby, hidden just far enough away to avoid detection. Her breath caught in her throat as she peeked from her hiding spot, her cheeks burning as she watched her mother pleasuring Travis. Ari's mind raced, a mixture of envy and fascination swirling within her.

'I'll have to learn how to do that,' she thought, biting her lip. 'If I want him to love me more, I need to be just as good.'

Meanwhile, Mijoo, oblivious to Ari's presence, leaned closer, her warm breath ghosting over his skin. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth wide, her lips parting as she took him in. In one smooth motion, she engulfed his cock, her throat stretching to accommodate him.

Travis let out a low groan, his hands instinctively reaching for her hair as she moved, his fingers threading through the silky strands to guide her pace.

"Mmp…" Mijoo moaned softly, sealing her lips tightly around his shaft. Her head bobbed rhythmically, her cheeks hollowing with each deliberate suck. Her eyes never left his, brimming with both lust and submission, as she worked him with precision.

"Mmp, glmp, schlrp…~" The wet sounds of her efforts filled the quiet air, her tongue gliding along the underside of his cock, tracing the thick veins and teasing the sensitive ridge.

"Fuck…" Travis hissed, his grip on her hair tightening slightly as his pleasure surged. He tilted his head back, savoring the way her warm mouth enveloped him, her tongue dancing with practiced skill. His hands moved instinctively to her head, steadying her movements as his hips began to push forward slightly, meeting her eager mouth.

Her left cheek bulged as he pumped his cockhead against it, the stretch of her lips leaving a lewd sheen of spit trailing down her chin. The soft, wet squelches of her mouth echoed with every thrust, each noise driving Travis closer to the edge.

Mijoo, undeterred, reached her hands up to cradle his heavy balls, her fingers caressing them tenderly as they pulsed in her palms. She massaged them lovingly, her touch soft and deliberate, coaxing even more arousal from him. Her own quiet moans vibrated around his shaft, sending jolts of pleasure through his body, her enthusiasm unwavering.

Her movements remained unrelenting, her lips and hands working in perfect harmony, her passion evident in every deliberate stroke and suck. Her gaze flicked up to meet his, her eyes filled with a mix of adoration and raw desire as she took him deeper, the moment charged with intensity.

TO BE CONTINUED