E:U - FAN 10 - Athlete - Strip Her

As E:U stepped back onto the stage for the final round, she was greeted by a sight that both startled and intrigued her – a tall, muscular young man clad in sleek workout gear, his physique honed to perfection.

"Fan number ten, please welcome Jiwoo," The Conductor announced with a mischievous grin. "He's eager to push our lovely E:U to new heights."

Jiwoo sauntered forward with a competitive swagger, eyes locked onto E:U as if sizing her up for an upcoming challenge. As he approached, she couldn't help but notice the way his workout shorts strained against his impressive bulge – a clear indication of the athleticism and virility beneath the surface.

"E:U-sshi," Jiwoo purred, reaching out to gently trace a finger along her jawline as he leaned in close. "I've been training for this moment all week. I want to see just how far you can go."

With that, he slowly began stripping E:U of her clothes, his fingers deftly undoing the fastenings on her dress and fishnet leggings as if he had done it a hundred times before. She stood still, allowing him to undress her with an air of calm confidence, despite the growing heat between her thighs.

As Jiwoo peeled away each layer, he whispered sweet nothings in E:U's ear, flirting shamelessly as his hands roamed over her newly exposed skin. "You're so sexy," he murmured, brushing his thumbs across her nipples before trailing lower to tease her clit through the damp fabric of her panties.

E:U let out a soft moan at the unexpected stimulation, hips bucking involuntarily against Jiwoo's touch as she felt herself growing wetter by the second. She could feel the competitive energy radiating from him, driving his actions with an insatiable hunger that both excited and intimidated her.

"Jiwoo," she gasped, her voice breathy with arousal.

He chuckled low in his throat, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her panties to stroke her slick folds directly. "That's what I like to hear," he growled, nipping at her earlobe as he thrust two thick fingers deep inside her aching pussy. "I want you to scream my name."

As Jiwoo pumped his fingers in and out of E:U's clenching heat, she felt herself teetering on the brink of climax – the intense pleasure mingling with the illicit thrill of being so thoroughly dominated by this athletic stud. With a final thrust and twist of his wrist, he sent her over the edge, her body convulsing in ecstasy as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss crashed through her.

As E:U came down from her high, Jiwoo slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips to lick away her juices with a satisfied smirk. "Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined," he purred, adjusting his workout shorts as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

The Conductor cleared his throat, signaling the end of the segment. "And there we have it, folks – E:U pushed to her limits by fan number ten! We'll be right back after this commercial break."

As the studio lights dimmed and the audience erupted into applause, E:U stood there in a daze, heart still racing from the intensity of Jiwoo's sensual ****. She couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her veins at having been conquered so completely by a fan – even if it meant exposing herself to the world in ways she never could have imagined.

With that thought in mind, E:U made her way offstage, ready to face whatever challenges and surprises lay ahead as "Train Wreck" continued its unrelenting **** on her senses and stamina.