Koo was three fingers deep in her dripping cunt, hips rolling in slow, filthy circles on her bedroom rug, when her phone pinged once.

Then twice.

She whined in frustration, eyes half-lidded, pussy squelching loudly around her fingers as she kept pumping. “Mmm… not now, baby, I’m so close…”

But curiosity won. She pulled her slick fingers out with a wet pop, brought them to her mouth, and licked them clean while reaching for the phone with her other hand.

First message: Suho 💕

“did u sleep baby? miss u already 😘”

She smiled softly, still tasting herself, and typed back quickly: “not yet baby… thinking about you 🥺”

Then she opened the second message.

Her own three nudes stared back at her.

And below them, one line:

Unknown number: “Show me more.”

Koo froze.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. She sat up straight, tits bouncing heavily, pussy still throbbing and leaking onto her thighs.

“No… no no no…”

She scrolled up frantically. Checked the number she’d sent to.

It wasn’t Suho’s.

It was one digit off.

She’d sent her naked tits, her spread pussy, her ass-up whore pose… to a complete stranger.

And that stranger had replied.

“Show me more.”

A broken little moan tore out of her throat.

“Oh fuck… oh my god…”

She should have been horrified. She should have blocked him. Deleted everything. But instead her pussy clenched hard around nothing, a fresh gush of wetness sliding down her ass crack.

She was so fucking wet it was embarrassing.

She stared at the photos again — her own fat tits, her dripping cunt, her jiggling ass — and felt a rush of pure, filthy pride.

Some random man had seen her like this… and he wanted more.

She bit her lip so hard it almost bled.

“Fuck it,” she whispered, voice shaking with need. “I’m such a slut… such a dirty little slut…”

She spread her legs wide again, knees bent, feet flat on the rug, pussy angled straight at the camera. She hit record on a new video.

Her voice came out breathy, high, and dripping with desperation.

“Mmm… you want more, stranger? You want to see how wet I got sending my pussy to the wrong person? Look…”

She used two fingers to spread her plump lips apart, showing the camera her glistening pink hole and swollen clit.

“See how fucking soaked I am? My pussy’s drooling… all because some man I don’t even know told me to show him more…”

She slid three fingers back inside herself, fucking herself slow and deep, letting the camera catch every wet squelch.

“Daddy… fuck, I’m calling you daddy now, okay? Because that’s what you feel like… some older man who just saw my whore body and got hard for me…”

She curled her fingers, hitting that spot that made her thighs shake.

“Ahh— fuck! My pussy’s so tight… but it wants to be stretched… wants a big fat cock ruining it… not my boyfriend’s cute little dick… he’s too nice… too gentle… I need to be used, daddy… I need to be treated like a free-use cumdump…”

She started rubbing her clit hard with her other hand, fingers pistoning in and out of her cunt.

“Look at my fat pussy clenching… it’s sucking on my fingers like it’s starving for cock… I’m such a nasty little bitch… sending nudes to strangers… moaning for a man who could be anyone… maybe you’re married… maybe you have a son my age… and you’re still jerking your big dick to my slutty holes…”

Her breathing turned ragged, voice cracking.

“I’m gonna cum for you, daddy… gonna cum all over my fingers thinking about you stroking that cock to my pictures… please… tell me you’re hard… tell me you’re leaking for my fat tits and my dripping cunt… fuck— I’m cumming—!”

Her back arched violently. Her pussy gushed, squirting a little onto the rug as she came with a loud, broken cry, fingers buried deep, clit throbbing under her frantic rubbing.

She kept the camera rolling through the aftershocks, letting it catch her pussy pulsing and dripping.

Then she stopped recording, panting, tits heaving.

Without thinking twice, she attached the video and sent it to the unknown number.

Across the city, Tae’s phone lit up again.

He opened it instantly.

The video started.

And his cock throbbed so hard he groaned out loud.

He watched every second — the way she spread her fat pussy lips, the way she called him daddy, the filthy stream of words pouring out of her mouth while she finger-fucked herself senseless.

When she came, squirting and moaning, he nearly lost it.

“She’s a born slut,” he muttered, voice low and rough. “A perfect little cock-hungry whore…”

He quickly forwarded the video to his laptop, locked his office door, and opened it full-screen.

Then he yanked his zipper down.

His cock sprang out — thick, veiny, nine inches of heavy, angry meat, already leaking pre-cum in thick strands. He wrapped his big hand around it and started stroking slowly, eyes glued to the screen.

“Fuck yes… look at that greedy little cunt,” he growled, voice deep and filthy. “Spreading yourself open for a stranger… calling me daddy like a desperate bitch in heat…”

He jerked faster, thumb smearing pre-cum over the fat head.

“You want daddy’s cock, baby? You want this thick married dick stretching that pretty pink hole? I bet your boyfriend can’t even make you squirt… but I would. I’d fuck you raw until you’re crying and begging me to breed you…”

He spat on his hand, lubed his shaft, and stroked hard, balls tightening.

“Such a nasty little slut… sending videos of your cunt to a man old enough to be your father… I’m sitting here in my office with my wife asleep down the hall, jerking my fat cock to your whore pussy… and you love it, don’t you? You’re probably touching yourself again right now, hoping I send something back…”

He hit record on his phone, angling it down so the camera caught his massive cock in his fist, veins bulging, head purple and swollen.

“Watch this, you filthy girl… watch how hard you made daddy’s cock…”

He started talking straight to the camera, voice low and commanding.

“That’s it… stare at daddy’s big dick… this is what your slutty body does to a grown man… I’m gonna fuck my fist thinking about pounding that fat pussy… gonna imagine choking you on these inches while you gag and drool… gonna breed you so deep you’ll feel me for days…”

His strokes got brutal, fist flying up and down his shaft.

“Cum for me again, baby… I want to see that cunt squirt while I paint my laptop with my load… fuck— you’re such a perfect little cumrag… daddy’s gonna use you… gonna ruin you… gonna make you my secret whore—”

He came with a guttural groan, thick ropes of cum shooting across his abs and chest, some splattering onto the laptop screen right over the frozen image of her spread pussy.

He kept stroking through it, milking every drop, panting hard.

Then he stopped the recording, attached the video, and sent it straight back to her.

Koo’s phone pinged again.

She opened it with shaking hands, still naked and dripping on the floor.

The video started.

She watched, eyes wide, mouth open, as a huge, thick, veiny cock filled the screen — bigger than anything she’d ever seen — being jerked hard by a strong hand.

The man’s voice was deep, rough, commanding.

She heard every filthy word.

Her pussy clenched violently the second she heard “daddy’s big dick” and “ruin you” and “make you my secret whore.”

By the time he came, shooting thick white ropes all over himself while moaning about breeding her, she was fingering herself again, moaning out loud.

“Fuck… oh my god… it’s so big… so fucking thick…”

She came again just from watching him cum, whimpering his name she didn’t even know yet.

Both of them — miles apart — were left panting, hearts racing, bodies spent and still aching for more.

The wrong number had just become the most dangerous thing in their lives.