EP8 - Wonyoung (IVE) / Seulgi (RED VELVET)

In the dimly lit studio of "Train Wreck", the air crackled with anticipation as the camera panned across a sea of eager, young faces - the devoted fans who had won the chance to participate in this week's episode. At stage center stood the imposing figure of The Conductor, resplendent in his black suit and crisp white shirt, his sharp gaze surveying the crowd like a predator sizing up its prey.

"My dear viewers," he boomed, his deep voice echoing through the sound system, "Welcome to another thrilling installment of Train Wreck! Tonight, we have the privilege of testing two extraordinary young ladies - the talented Wonyoung from IVE and the seasoned Seulgi from RED VELVET."

As he spoke, a hush fell over the audience, their eyes fixated on the petite, blonde-haired girl in the sparkling red dress and the statuesque woman in the sleek black ensemble. The contrast between their youthful innocence and worldly experience was palpable.

"Both of these beautiful souls have agreed to endure our rigorous test of stamina and devotion," The Conductor continued, his words dripping with a sinister undertone. "But first, let's meet the brave men who will be putting their love to the ultimate challenge."

With a flourish, he gestured to the crowd, revealing ten eager faces for each girl - young, hungry, and clearly enamored with their idols. The camera zoomed in on Wonyoung's wide-eyed expression she tried to process the daunting situation before her. Seulgi, ever calm and collected, stood stoically, her gaze fixed straight ahead.

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As the countdown began, the young fan who drew the first spot eagerly approached Wonyoung, his hands trembling with excitement. The idol stood frozen, her wide eyes reflecting a mix of apprehension and anticipation as she felt his gaze roving over her petite frame.

In a display of tender devotion, the fan presented a small box and slowly unwrapped the delicate red bow, revealing the dainty silver charm. He wraps it around her wrist, adorning her slender arm. His fingers traced the intricate design as he gently kissed the metal before placing it to his lips for a reverent kiss.

"Thank you for this beautiful gift," Wonyoung managed to say through her nervous smile as she accepted the gesture. "I'm so touched by your love and support."

The fan's hands then found their way beneath Wonyoung's short skirt, fingertips dancing over the smooth skin of her thighs before gently caressing the soft fabric of her panties. He leaned in close to whisper sweet nothings in her ear between tender kisses, his breath hot against her delicate skin.

"I've waited so long for this moment," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "You're everything I've ever dreamed of, Wonyoung."

Wonyoung let out a soft gasp as the fan's fingers began to explore more intimately, stroking and teasing her most sensitive areas through the thin barrier of her lingerie. She thrived on this intense attention, her body responding with increased arousal despite the initial shock.

"I... I'm so grateful for your love," she stammered, her voice growing breathy as pleasure began to course through her veins. "Please, don't stop..."

The fan's hands moved with increasing urgency, his fingers delving deeper into Wonyoung's panties now, stroking and circling the engorged bud of her clitoris with expert precision. Wonyoung's head lolled back, her mouth parting in a silent moan as she surrendered to the intense sensations.

As the final seconds ticked away, the fan brought his hands to rest on Wonyoung's hips, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles over the delicate skin there. He leaned down to capture her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all of his love and desire into the embrace as the countdown reached zero.

Wonyoung's eyes fluttered closed, a soft whimper escaping her throat as the fan reluctantly pulled away, leaving her breathless and trembling with need. The studio erupted in applause as The Conductor declared, "And that's a wrap for our first contestant! Wonyoung, you handled that like a pro!"

The young idol managed a dazed smile, basking in the praise even as her body cried out for more of the intimate attention. As she stood her ground to prepare for the next fan, it was clear that this was only the beginning of Wonyoung's tumultuous journey on Train Wreck.

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As Seulgi stood poised and stoic amidst her swarm of admirers, an older fan stepped forward, his gaze filled with a mix of adoration and reverence. She remained calm and collected as he reached out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from her face.

"Seulgi-ah," he murmured, his voice soft and husky, "you're an inspiration to us all. Your music has brought so much joy into my life."

His hands then drifted down to the curves of Seulgi's hips, fingers splaying possessively over the smooth fabric of her black dress as he pulled her close. She let out a small sigh, her body relaxing into his touch as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The fan's lips found hers in a slow, sensual kiss, his tongue delving deep to taste her sweetness. Seulgi's hands came up to rest on his broad chest, accepting his affection without protest even as she felt a spark of arousal ignite within her.

As the commercial break approached, Wonyoung and Seulgi had each endured intense minutes with their devoted fans. The studio was filled with the sounds of moans, gasps, and heavy breathing, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire.

Wonyoung thrived on the constant attention, her petite body writhing and bucking under the relentless touch of her admirers. By the end of their time together, she was a panting, trembling mess of pleasure and exhaustion.

Seulgi, on the other hand, had maintained a calm exterior despite the increasing intensity of her fans' advances. She accepted their affection without fully engaging with it, but as the moments ticked by, there were hints of growing arousal in her responses - subtle tilts of her head, soft whimpers that escaped her lips.

As The Conductor announced a commercial break, Wonyoung and Seulgi were led offstage, each girl's face flushed and eyes glazed with lust. It was clear that their Train Wreck journey had only just begun, and the true test of their stamina and devotion was yet to come.

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As the camera cut back to the stage after the commercial break, The Conductor greeted Wonyoung and Seulgi with a warm smile. "Welcome back, ladies! I hope you enjoyed the first half of our show as much as we did."

Wonyoung flared up at the question, her petite frame squirming with excitement as she replied, "It was incredible, sir! My fans showed me just how much they adore and worship me. Their love and devotion are truly inspiring."

Seulgi, on the other hand, maintained her calm demeanor, approaching the topic with a detached sense of duty. "I found it to be an intense and challenging experience," she said, her voice even and measured. "But I'm glad I could provide pleasure for my devoted fans."

The Conductor nodded approvingly at their responses before asking, "Now, let's talk about your personal feelings - did any particular moment stand out to you during the first half?"

Wonyoung thought back to her encounters with each fan, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she recalled the intensity of their interactions. "I have to say, I was really touched by how much my fans opened up to me," she admitted. "I felt their passion and sincerity in every touch, every kiss... it was truly overwhelming."

Seulgi, too, reflected on her experiences, a hint of surprise flickering in her eyes as she considered the depth of connection she had forged with each fan. "I'm impressed by how eagerly they engaged with me," she said, "and how willing they were to explore new sensations and boundaries together. It was... enlightening."

The Conductor smiled knowingly at their candid responses, sensing that this was only the beginning of a deeper exploration into the complex dynamics between idols and their devoted followers. "Ladies, I hope you're ready for the real challenge ahead. In this next round, each of you will have two minutes to bring your fan to finish one by one. And let me warn you, these men are quite... insatiable."

Wonyoung's eyes lit up, her competitive drive urging her to excel in this task. Seulgi, on the other hand, maintained her calm and stoic demeanor, as if she were just fulfilling her duty as a K-pop idol.

The Conductor signaled for the first fan to approach Wonyoung, who eagerly knelt before him, her petite frame trembling with anticipation. Her small hands reached out to fondle his erection through his pants as she looked up at him with wide, eager eyes.

"Please, let me make you feel good," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. With a deft motion, she unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard, throbbing cock. Wonyoung's pink tongue darted out to lick the tip, savoring the salty tang of pre-cum before taking him into her warm mouth. She reveled in the attention, her petite body moving with practiced ease as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, taking him deeper with each stroke. Her soft lips wrapped around his cock like a velvet vice, the gentle suction of her mouth driving him wild with pleasure.

Wonyoung's hands moved to cup his heavy balls, gently rolling them in her palms as she picked up the pace, her eager moans vibrating against his sensitive flesh. She could feel his body tensing, his orgasm building, and she redoubled her efforts, determined to bring him to climax before time ran out.

With a few final, aggressive thrusts of her head, Wonyoung felt her fan's cock twitch in her mouth as he reached his peak. She swallowed every drop of his seed, her throat muscles milking him for all he had, until finally, he went limp in her grasp. With a satisfied sigh, she released his softening member and looked up at The Conductor with a triumphant grin.

The Conductor nodded approvingly before signaling for the next fan to approach Seulgi. As the older man knelt before her, Seulgi remained calm and professional as she gazed up at him with an almost clinical interest.

Her slender fingers wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it in a slow, deliberate rhythm that belied the growing heat in her core. With a soft moan, she leaned forward to take him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head before sinking down to wrap around his shaft.

Seulgi's technique was more measured than Wonyoung's, each movement precise and controlled as if she were conducting an orchestra rather than pleasuring a man. Her small hand cradled his heavy balls, fingers gently massaging them in time with her mouth's movements.

As the clock ticked down, Seulgi felt her fan's body tensing beneath her ministrations. She increased the pace of her strokes and sucks, her own arousal building as she sensed his impending climax. With a final thrust of her head, she felt him erupt in her mouth, his hot seed flooding her taste buds as he rode out his orgasm.

Seulgi swallowed every drop with practiced ease before releasing his softening cock and looking up at The Conductor with an almost imperceptible hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

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As the frenzied pace of the challenges continued, two particularly passionate fans found themselves overcome by burning desire for Wonyoung and Seulgi. With no regard for time constraints, they each seized their favorite idols in a passionate embrace.

The young fan who had earlier fondled Wonyoung's delicate thighs now dropped to his knees before her, his hands roaming over the soft curves of her hips as he yanked down her panties. Wonyoung embraced the sudden loss of control, her body arching back as she felt the warm breeze on her exposed sex.

The fan's mouth descended upon her dripping folds, his tongue lapping at her juices with wild abandon. Wonyoung's head fell back, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips as she gripped his hair, urging him on. Her slender fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving faint red marks in their haste.

Meanwhile, Seulgi found herself pinned against the stage by an older fan who had been worshipping her from afar. His hands roamed over the sleek lines of her body, squeezing and groping her ample breasts through the fabric of her dress before deftly unclasping the back to reveal her naked torso.

Seulgi's managed to keep calm despite the sudden intimacy, but a flicker of arousal sparked in her eyes as she felt the cool air on her exposed skin. The fan's hands then moved lower, his calloused fingers dipping into her slick folds from behind, stroking and teasing her sensitive clit.

"Please," Seulgi whispered, her voice husky with need, "I need you inside me."

The fan obliged without hesitation, freeing his hard cock from his pants to press it against Seulgi's dripping entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within her welcoming heat, stretching and filling her in ways she had never experienced before.

As the fans fucked their idols with reckless abandon, Wonyoung and Seulgi found themselves lost in a haze of pleasure, their bodies moving in sync with their lovers' frantic pace. Wonyoung's petite frame writhed beneath the young fan, her nails scoring his back as she met each of his thrusts with equal fervor.

Seulgi, on the other hand, remained statuesque against the stage, accepting the older fan's dominance even as she felt a growing sense of control. Her hands came up to grip his shoulders, guiding him in and out of her tight cunt with measured precision.

As the heat of their passion reached its peak, both fans found themselves on the verge of climax. With a few final, brutal thrusts, they buried themselves deep inside their idols, flooding Wonyoung's and Seulgi's cunts with hot spurts of semen.

Wonyoung let out a loud, wanton cry as she felt her fan's cock twitching inside her, his seed filling her up to the brim. Her own orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body shuddering and convulsing in ecstasy.

Seulgi's expression remained calm and composed even as she felt the older fan's cock pulsing within her, marking her insides with his essence. A soft moan escaped her lips, more a product of relief than pleasure, but deep down, a part of her reveled in the primal act they had just shared.

As the fans slowly disengaged from their idols, Wonyoung and Seulgi stood before The Conductor, their bodies still trembling with aftershocks. Their faces were flushed, eyes glazed with lust, and the evidence of their passionate encounters was still evident on their skin.

Despite the intensity of what had just transpired, both girls maintained an air of professionalism, their training as idols guiding them through the aftermath of each encounter with grace and poise.

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As the challenges continued, Wonyoung found herself straddling one of her most enthusiastic fans, his hands gripping her petite hips as she impaled herself on his hard cock. She savored the power and control she had with each downward thrust, her body undulating in a primal dance above him.

Her fan's fingers dug into her soft flesh, marking her skin as he lifted her up and slammed her back down onto his throbbing member, driving himself deeper with each stroke. Wonyoung's head fell back, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips as she rode him with wild abandon, her inner walls clenching around him like a vice.

"Wonyoung-ah, you're everything I've ever wanted," he murmured, his voice trembling with emotion.

Wonyoung's flared up at the praise, her petite body arching back as she felt his hot breath on her skin. She gazed down at him, her wide eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and gratitude. "Thank you so much," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "You make me feel so special and loved."

Meanwhile, Seulgi was engaged in a more sensual encounter. As he knelt before her, his hands roamed over the sleek lines of her body, mapping every curve and contour as if to commit them to memory.

"Seulgi-ah, you're a goddess," he breathed, his eyes drinking in every detail of her naked form. "Your beauty and talent inspire me to be a better man."

She accepted the intimate touch without protest even as a growing heat built within her core. She stepped closer to him, her hips swaying in time with his hands as she felt the bulge of his cock pressing against her through his pants. "Thank you for your kind words and unwavering support. It means the world to me,” she replied.

With a coy smile, she reached down to free his member, her slender fingers wrapping around it as she began to stroke him with languid, sensual movements. Her fan's eyes widened in awe at the sight of her naked body, his hands coming up to cup her ample breasts as he guided her hips closer.

Seulgi sank down onto his cock with a slow, deliberate motion, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his size as she began to ride him in long, sensual strokes. Her fan's fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back to expose the column of her throat, which he attacked with hungry kisses and bites.

As Wonyoung and Seulgi rode their devoted fans with passion, their bodies moved in perfect sync with theirs, each thrust and stroke designed to bring them to the brink of ecstasy.

Wonyoung's fan let out a strangled cry as she sank down onto him one final time, her pussy clenching around his cock as he filled her with his hot seed. "I love you so much, Wonyoung-ah," he gasped, his hands gripping her hips as he held her close. "You're my everything."

Wonyoung's head fell back, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips as she rode out her own climax. "I'll always cherish your love and devotion," she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure.

Similarly, Seulgi felt her fan's body tensing beneath her, his fingers digging into her hips as he buried himself deep within her welcoming heat. "Seulgi-ah, you're my dream come true," he groaned, his eyes filled with adoration as he looked up at her. "I'm so honored to be with you."

Seulgi rode him through his climax, her own orgasm building like a slow-burning fire until it finally consumed her, her inner walls rippling around his cock in waves of pleasure. As she collapsed against him, panting and spent, she whispered, "Thank you for sharing this moment with me."

As the challenges continued, both girls found themselves lost in a haze of lust and desire, their bodies moving with practiced ease as they pleasured their devoted fans. Wonyoung's petite frame writhed and bucked, taking every inch of her admirer's cock with a wanton abandon that left him gasping for air.

Seulgi, on the other hand, maintained an air of sensual control, guiding her fan's hands and body as she rode him to new heights of pleasure. She accepted their worship without fully engaging and losing herself to it, but deep down, a part of her reveled in the primal act they shared.

As the show entered its final commercial break, Wonyoung and Seulgi had each endured multiple encounters with their devoted fans, their bodies wracked with pleasure and exhaustion. It was clear that nothing would ever be quite the same again for these two idols - not after their unforgettable journey on Train Wreck.

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As Wonyoung and Seulgi stood alone backstage during the commercial break, they found themselves lost in thought, their minds replaying the intense encounters from the previous segment.

Wonyoung's couldn't help but analyze every detail of her experiences, searching for clues as to what had made each fan's cock so uniquely pleasurable. She recalled the young fan who had first fondled her delicate thighs had possessed a cock that was long and lean, sliding deep inside her with ease. His thrusts had been fast and frenzied, driving her wild with desire as she rode him towards climax.

There was also an older fan had a more substantial member that had stretched Wonyoung's inner walls in ways she hadn't experienced before. His pace had been slower and more deliberate, allowing her to savor every inch of his girth as he filled her up.

As for the another fan who had impaled her with such primal intensity, Wonyoung remembered how his cock had been hot and throbbing, pulsing against her sensitive flesh in a way that sent shivers down her spine. His thrusts had been deep and forceful, hitting all the right spots inside her as he brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

Seulgi, meanwhile, also found her mind wandering during the break, reflecting on the experiences with a sense of detachment. She thought back to each fan's touch, their kisses, and most importantly, the sensation of their cocks inside her.

One fan who had groped her breasts and thighs had possessed a cock that was hard and thick, pressing against her skin in a way that made her feel desired and wanted. His thrusts had been deep and forceful, driving into her with a primal intensity that left her breathless.

Another one had a cock that was longer and more slender, gliding smoothly inside her as he brought her to climax with deliberate, measured strokes. Seulgi had found herself drawn to his gentleness and control, appreciating how he respected her boundaries even as he pleasured her.

Finally, the older fan who had been so eager to claim her had a cock that was hot and throbbing, filling her up in ways she hadn't experienced before. His thrusts had been deep and hard as he rode out his climax with abandon.

As Seulgi stood there, lost in thought, Wonyoung approached her with a curious look on her face. "Hey, are you thinking about the fans?" she asked, driven to analyze and compare their experiences.

Seulgi nodded, a thoughtful expression crossing her features. "Yes," she replied. "Each of them felt so different from the last... it's like they each had their own distinct flavor or texture."

Wonyoung grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the prospect of further exploration. "Maybe we should brainstorm some ways to enhance our fans' experiences next time," she suggested. "After all, as idols, it's our duty to make sure they get the most pleasure possible out of every encounter."

Seulgi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flickering in her gaze at Wonyoung's suggestion. But then a slow smile spread across her face as she considered the possibilities. "You know what? I think that's a great idea," she said, her voice tinged with a newfound enthusiasm. "Let's do some research and see if we can come up with some new techniques to try out on our fans for next time."

And so, as the commercial break drew to a close, Wonyoung and Seulgi stood backstage, their minds already racing with ideas for how they could take their fans' pleasure to even greater heights in the future.

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As the cameras returned, The Conductor greeted Wonyoung and Seulgi with warm smiles, his eyes gleaming with excitement over the night's events.

"Wonyoung, you seemed to be in your element during that second round," he commented, leaning forward for a better view of her flushed face. "Did riding your fans bring out a new side of you?"

Wonyoung giggled, "I guess it did! I just couldn't help myself when faced with all of my eager fans. It was like my body took over and started moving on its own!"

Seulgi's response was more measured. "For me, it was about connecting with each fan on a deeper level. I focused on savoring every moment, both for them and myself. It was a truly intimate experience."

The Conductor chuckled, clearly amused by their responses. "Well, let's see how you both fared in terms of satisfying your adoring public." He turned to the camera and announced, "After tallying up all the scores, our winner with a total of 8 successful climaxes within the time limit is... Wonyoung from IVE!"

Wonyoung's eyes widened in surprise at the announcement, swelling with pride as she accepted the accolades. "Wow, thank you so much!" she exclaimed, beaming at the camera. "I'm thrilled to have pleased my fans so thoroughly."

As The Conductor declared that Wonyoung would now receive a bukkake, or "train wreck," as the credits rolled, the studio erupted in applause. Wonyoung's petite frame trembled with anticipation and excitement, her body still tingling from the intense encounters she had just endured.

Seulgi, meanwhile, maintained her stoic expression, accepting the outcome with grace and poise, even as a flicker of disappointment sparked in her eyes. Yet deep down, a part of her couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having pushed through such a challenging experience.

As the camera panned out to show Wonyoung standing alone on stage, a sea of eager fans approaching her from all sides, The Conductor's voice rang out once more, his words echoing through the studio like a promise of untold pleasure. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our final act of devotion - a true Train Wreck in every sense of the word."

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Wonyoung's couldn't help but gasp as she saw the expectant looks on the faces of her eager fans, the bulges in their pants straining against the fabric as they closed in around her.

The first fan to reach her was young and lean, his cock hard and throbbing as he pressed it against Wonyoung's lips. Without hesitation, she parted them, welcoming him into her mouth with a moan of appreciation. His taste was clean and slightly sweet, the sensation of his cock gliding over her tongue sending shivers down her spine.

As more fans joined in, their cocks rubbing against each other and Wonyoung's face in a dizzying array of heat and hardness, she found herself lost in a haze of pleasure and desire. Each splash of cum that landed on her skin was unique - some warm and thick, others cold and sticky, each with its own distinct flavor and texture.

A particularly enthusiastic fan near the back managed to aim his shot directly into Wonyoung's open mouth, coating her tongue and the roof of her mouth in a salty, tangy mess. She swallowed it eagerly, feeling the warmth spread through her chest as she looked up at him with adoration.

Another fan, older and more experienced, took his time aiming for her breasts, each splash landing with perfect precision on her pert nipples until they were stiff and throbbing with arousal. The coolness of his cum against her heated skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

As the "train wreck" continued, Wonyoung found herself drowning in a sea of semen, each new splash eliciting a gasp or moan from her lips as she reveled in the sheer intensity of it all. Her petite frame writhed and bucked beneath the onslaught, accepting every drop with unbridled enthusiasm.

In the end, Wonyoung stood before the camera, drenched in cum and panting with exertion, her expression one of pure ecstasy. She knew that this experience would forever shape her understanding of desire, intimacy, and the depths of human connection - a testament to the power of raw passion and the unending devotion of her fans.

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As the camera panned back to The Conductor, he held up a tablet with an eager smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Now, let's dive into the results from our male participants' survey," he said, his voice dripping with anticipation.

On screen, statistics began to roll by in bold, red font - each girl's pussy rated on texture (soft vs firm), tightness (loose vs snug), and overall pleasure (1-10 scale). Wonyoung scored an average of 8.5/10, her petite frame concealing a surprisingly accommodating canal that "hugged my cock like a warm embrace," according to one fan's testimonial. Seulgi clocked in at 7.8/10, with many praising the slickness and heat of her inner walls, which "clenched around me like a vice" when she was aroused.

Next, the camera cut to close-up shots of each girl's tits as described by their fans - Wonyoung's were "perky and perfect, just begging to be sucked and fondled," with nipples that "hardened into pebbles at my touch." Seulgi's were "voluptuous and alluring, with areolas that darkened in the heat of passion," her breasts "swaying hypnotically as she rode me."

The men's accounts of their time exploring the idols' bodies added further detail: Wonyoung's was "petite but packed with curves in all the right places - a perfect hourglass figure that fit so snugly in my arms." Seulgi's was "sleek and statuesque, a work of art carved from porcelain skin and taut muscle," her long legs wrapping around his waist like a silken shroud.

Finally, The Conductor revealed each girl's scores in the categories of seduction skills, oral techniques, and receptivity/response. Wonyoung dominated the seduction category, as she effortlessly commanded attention with her provocative dance moves, teasing glances, and suggestive whispers. One fan raved about how "she made me feel like a king, showering me with affection and praise until I was putty in her hands."

Seulgi, on the other hand, excelled at oral, her experienced tongue and lips bringing her fans to new heights of pleasure. Many praised her ability to take direction, asking for specific techniques and responding eagerly to each new sensation. As one fan put it, "She knew exactly how to use her mouth to drive me wild - it was like she had a direct line to my cock."

As for receptivity/response, both girls impressed their male counterparts with their ability to take direction and accept affection without hesitation. Wonyoung's more demonstrative nature earned her a slight edge in this department, with many fans noting how "she threw herself into every moment, giving herself completely to the pleasure." Seulgi, while equally receptive, tended to maintain a more detached air, focusing intently on the task at hand rather than indulging in overt displays of emotion.

"I do want to emphasize, that even though Seulgi appeared detached and not as passionate as Wonyoung, her male fans described their experience with her as 'immersive' and felt 'connected' to her on an entirely different level, one that 'couldn't be captured on camera.' It may not be everyone's cup of tea, but judging from the fan feedback, it was exactly what some of them needed tonight. All of those years of perfecting her performances on stage have prepared her well for this kind of intimate training session!"

With the statistics displayed on screen and a wink from The Conductor, the episode drew to a close. "And that's a wrap for another thrilling installment of 'Train Wreck'!" he declared, his voice echoing through the studio as the credits rolled. "From Wonyoung's seductive charms to Seulgi's oral expertise, these idols proved once again why their fans adore them so deeply."

"Speaking of which." The Conductor walked back on stage to meet with Seulgi. "We can't let this moment pass without acknowledging an incredible milestone - ten years since Seulgi debuted with RED VELVET! That's an impressive feat in the ever-changing landscape of K-pop, and we're thrilled to have had you participate on our show to celebrate this achievement with your fans."

He paused for a moment, his gaze meeting hers warmly. "You've built a loyal fan base over the years through your hard work, dedication, and undeniable talent. And now, it's clear it has served you well in your interactions with your fans tonight."

The Conductor extended a hand to Seulgi, offering congratulations as he continued, "So here's to many more years of success for you and RED VELVET!"

Seulgi's eyes widened slightly at The Conductor's words, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she took in the sincerity behind his praise. "Thank you so much," she said, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. "It means a lot to hear that my hard work has paid off over these past ten years. And I'm truly grateful for the opportunity to share this milestone with fans like the ones on Train Wreck tonight."

She glanced around at the audience, her gaze meeting her admiring stares with a quiet smile of her own. "I hope that by being here and pushing myself in new ways, I can inspire others to embrace change and growth - both as artists and as individuals."

The audience cheered as the ten fans returned onstage applauding. They chanted Seulgi's name as they lifted her onto their shoulders. Then, a sudden burst of colorful confetti rained down from above, showering the stage in a festive explosion. Wonyoung, still covered in cum, squealed with delight, while Seulgi smiled serenely, tilting her head back to allow the delicate pieces to settle gently on her hair and clothes.

The Conductor grinned, throwing his arms wide to embrace the joyous chaos surrounding him, "Tune in next time for more unforgettable encounters between idols and their devoted followers - you never know what surprises we might have in store!"