Loving A Triple Threat

<NSFW and some homes>

"Where – are – we going?" Gi asked.

Ren replied, "It's a surprise."

Ren drove his father's SUV down the highway.

Gi looked at the sat nav and Ren quickly covered it with his hand. "No cheating," he said.

"I can see the basket with food in the back Ren," Gi stated.

Ren focused on the road and answered, "So? I like to save money on food. Eating out isn't cheap."

"Since when!" Gi protested his ridiculous claim. He was obviously lying.

Ren just laughed, but Gi didn't push him further. The surprise was his way of being romantic and adding spice to their last Sunday date before the new school term started.

The trip didn't take long.

"I know where we're going!" Gi exclaimed, "Bukhansan!"

Ren chuckled, "I guess the mountain gives it away. Want to walk to the top or drive?"

Gi looked at the basket, "Walk." She said, "You can carry the basket though."

"Pfft," Ren said, "you are way fitter than I am. You carry it."

"I'm a lady, and ladies don't carry baskets. That's the man's job," Gi declared.

Ren clicked his tongue, "Playing the man card are you. Very well, you'd probably eat the contents on the way up anyway. Then I'd have nothing for lunch."

"Ren!" Gi exclaimed. She sounded offended. Food was always a sticking point with the idol hopefuls. They had extremely strict diets; they couldn't be too thin, it looked unhealthy and they certainly couldn't be overweight. That would be the death of an idol.

They pulled into the lower car park. Gi took the basket before Ren could grab it and she ran to the steps. He chased after her.

"Give me that," he said breathing heavily after only a few steps.

Gi laughed, "You're out of breath already. No." And she kept running ahead of him.

Ren discovered the best type of fitness training known to man. Or men. Chasing a hot girl, who had a great a.s.s and was wearing tight fitting yoga pants. A girl who was faster and fitter than the man. If every man could partake in such exercise there would be no obesity amongst men in the world.

He wasn't sure about women.

"Wait!" he called.

"No, run faster!" Gi did not stop. It was a 3km hike up the stairs, not one for the faint-hearted if completed at a run.

Ren marvelled at her fitness and her behind.

His l.u.s.t rose, he just wanted to catch her and throw her into the tall grass, and rip those yoga pants off. Perhaps not rip them off, that may prove an issue later when they had to go back to the car. But horny Ren did not care so much, that was future Ren's problem.

He stopped and texted Gi. 'Stop, there is a secret path I wanted to show you.' He put his phone away and headed to the path.

Gi ended up running back to him, "Why didn't you say?" She was referring to the little path that wound around the mountain rather than up.

"Um," Ren tried not to sound harsh, "When? Like, before we exited the car, or when I yelled stop ten times?"

Gi smiled apologetically and shrugged.

She took a single step up the path and Ren grabbed her a.s.s.

She jumped and yelped, "Waa?" It was a firm grab with both hands.

"Sorry, been wanting to grab that since you ran ahead of me," he didn't sound sorry.

Gi shook her head at him and skipped around the path.

"Here," Ren called and pointed to a crack in the rocks.

"There?" she quizzed him.

"Yeah, let me go in first. Just in case someone is in there," Ren replied.

He turned on his side to squeeze through and held out his hand for the basket. After she handed it to him he slid through. Gi followed slowly.

"All clear," he called.

After she slid though the crevice Gi could see that it was a cave, only the entrance was tiny, it was massive inside. There was plenty of light coming through from above, it was only partially covered in rock.

"Is it safe?" Gi asked.

"I guess so, no one has died yet," Ren chuckled.

He pulled the blanket out of the basket and flicked it out. When the large picnic blanket was over the sandy floor of the cave he went around and picked up a few large sticks and put them in the crack.

"What are they for?" Gi asked.

"To let others know we are in here," Ren replied.

Gi peered at him wondering what sort of place this was. "Ren?" Gi asked quietly.

Ren began to unload the basket onto the blanket, "One sec." He replied.

He pulled out two lunch packs his mother made, some drinks, some buns for dessert and finally, three c.o.n.d.o.ms landed on the blanket in front of Gi.

She squeaked. "Here?" she didn't sound confident.

Ren grinned at her. "Do you want to eat first?"

"Do you?" she asked tentatively.

"Ahuh," he said eyeing her.

Gi was gorgeous. Beautiful enough to drive any man crazy. But her flexibility and fitness sent her over the top. It was all Ren could do not to jump on her and start tearing her clothes off. They had been close on a couple of occasions, but today was the day.

"Eat what?" she asked.

He didn't answer, he threw the food back in the basket and pushed it aside. He turned around to face her. He grabbed her feet and pulled her over the blanket.

She fell onto her back, fortunately, the sand was soft and her head didn't hit a rock.

"Ren!" she squealed.

"Gi," he said in a much deeper voice.

"Oh you," she said as he climbed on top of her.

He kissed her forehead a single time, she was expecting him to kiss her lips but he just placed his index finger on them as he moved his head down and his body backwards away from her.

His arm was outstretched in front of him, still with his finger on her lips, and his head was near her groin. Her cherry.

Gi tried to talk, but Ren pressed against her lips with his finger, it wasn't enough to stop her, and she could have easily pulled his hand away, but she allowed him to have his way.

Ren slid his hand into the top of her yoga pants and grabbed the thick elastic band that circled around her h.i.p.s. The one which held her yoga pants in place.

"I love these pants," he breathed and as he pulled and announced, "but they have to go."

Gi squealed again and almost bit his finger as he yanked her pants down. She decided to lift her b.u.t.t in the air to assist his endeavour. She used one hand herself, behind her back, and she wiggled as her yoga pants came down to her feet.

"Off? He asked.

She nodded.

And off they came.

It was then she noticed he had pulled off her p.a.n.t.i.e.s at the same time.

She was b.u.t.t n.a.k.e.d from the waist down, literally.

"Oh my god," Ren breathed. She was almost clean shaven. Another reality of dancewear.

"Ok, I'm hungry," Ren said before he threw one of her legs over his left shoulder and repeated the action with her other leg and his right shoulder.

He tilted her back, using her t.h.i.g.hs as a lever as his head descended on her p.u.s.s.y. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue straight in. He didn't even test it with his finger. He began lapping her l.a.b.i.a like a puppy, before bringing his index finger around.

"No," she breathed.

A muffled, "Yash," could be heard from between her legs. His finger landed near her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s and began to push it around like it was joystick paddle on a PS4.

"What – are – you – doing?" Gi asked in ignorance. Unlike most of the boys and girls her age she had rarely watched any p.o.r.n and nothing more than a few seconds before she switched it off.

She began to gush.

Ren was skilled. Too skilled she thought as paranoia crept in. But she couldn't think much more right now as his tongue and finger worked away in earnest.

Gi thought she was in heaven. Then she worried someone would intrude right now and he would have to stop.

"Don't stop!" she ordered.

Ren stopped. Poked his head up, "Huh?" he asked.

"Don't stop!" she yelled too loudly.

He dived back in as ordered and after another twenty minutes he finally repaid her for finale night.

"Phew," he said wiping his head. "That was hard work."

"Do you think I came?" she asked.

He nodded.

She shook her head.

"What?" he asked.

"Don't worry," she said, "we're not finished." She returned the favour and pulled down his pants.

Now they were both n.a.k.e.d from the waist down.

She looked at him and he wasn't hard.

Ren shrugged, but as Gi reached out for his p.e.n.i.s it went hard before her hand touched it.

"How?" she asked.

"It's the thought that counts," he said. "Just the thought of you touching me sent him off."

She looked at him sceptically.

"Shutup," he said in a kind of harsh way, "less talk, more action." He fiddled with the c.o.n.d.o.m wrapper and opened it finally with his teeth.

He handed her the c.o.n.d.o.m.

She raised an eyebrow but did as he requested and slid it on and rolled it down.

Before he could act she then pushed him back and it was Ren's turn to yelp.

She straddled him.

"You," he said. Ren could feel the sand through the blanket, and there was the odd rock. He smiled, "I guess I am the man. Climb aboard milady," he joked.

She laughed and as she fiddled with his p.e.n.i.s and her v.a.g.i.n.a she said, "I thought we weren't talking?"

Ren had been fairly patient up until now, but as soon as his tip was in he thrust upwards.

Gi squealed in surprise for the third time that day.

Ren grabbed both her h.i.p.s as she rocked forward and backwards sliding grown towards him and away.

Ren dug in his heels and shoulder blades into the blanket and pushed up, forcing Gi into the air, he then held her there with his hands on her h.i.p.s.

All the pent-up l.u.s.t unleashed.

He hammered away, penetrating her as deeply, and as fast and hard as he could.

It was hard work, but Ren was in heaven, she was wrapped tightly around him and he was giving her everything.

Gi began to groan and m.o.a.n in delight.

He was finally getting to her.

The c.o.n.d.o.m was dulling his sensitivity but did nothing to her enjoyment, with it on he could go for much longer. Which was fortunate, because she was wrapped so tightly around him, and he wanted to last more than half a minute for her.

Then something dawned on him. She never bled. Wasn't she a v.i.r.g.i.n? He stopped.

"Gi?" he asked.

"What are you stopping for moron!" She seethed it was the second time he had stopped.

It wasn't like Gi to get angry and lash out, she must have been close.

He reached up and pulled her torso down on top of him. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts hanging enticingly in front of his face.

He grabbed her a.s.s firmly and banged her as hard as he could until he ran out of steam. He lasted five more minutes.

"Oh god," she breathed. "You stopped again."

Ren was incredulous, he had given her everything, perhaps he needed to run daily to get his fitness up for her. The thought made him laugh.

She didn't know why he was laughing but she did too, as she began to bounce on him since he was out of breath. Lifting and lowering her h.i.p.s in a fluid rhythmic motion, her b.r.e.a.s.t brushing his face lightly as she moved.

"Let me show you what seven years of daily dance practice can do," Gi declared.

Ren died a happy man.