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STEPBRO GOJO CODED

So what if Gojo is a porn addict? At least he’s watching it as inspiration for all the different positions he can fold you into later.

At least when he’s ignoring your story because he has twitter open on his phone and he’s watching some girl take a cock so deep her stomach bulges he’s thinking about how he could get even deeper inside of you.

At least he’s responding to your cute memes, albeit with links to porn he wants to recreate with you. It’s his love language.

At least once he starts recording you taking his cock to the base and posting it online, it turns into a homemade porn addiction. He gets off on sharing you with the public eye—putting you (and the way he fucks you until you cry) in the spotlight for any guy to jerk off to—knowing he’s the only one who really gets to fuck you.

At least he’s not edging himself to some random internet couple anymore. He’s spending hours on his own twitter page scrolling through the movies he’s made of the two of you. Fucking his fist as he watches thousands of likes and comments rolling in on your homemade movies.

At least he’s jerking off to people commenting about how they wish they were him. Hoe they’d fuck you so well you’d leave him—he laughs at those ones as he squeezes his cock tight and prolongs his pleasure so he can get through the new ones rolling in before he cums.

At least he’s talking directly to you as he fucks you, even though his phones recording the way your greedy hole swallows his length. He rambles on and on to you, about all the girls and guys on his page wishing they were him. How he’s the one who gets to feel you from the inside out—who gets to fuck his own cum back inside of you with his fingers once he’s done.

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hii grandmama, its my bday <3 ty for inspiring me sm!! - 🦭

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NONNIE :3 i hope ur day was soooo good :((( ilysm

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idont know if my ask was sent but i need to know if u fw shiu kong pleas 🙁

EEEEK!! yes i luv shiu so much omg omg omg

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wait a gen question, like i mean no harm why r you saying youre 69?

bc i’m very funny and have a joke that i’m a grandma :p if i wasn’t a grandma i’d be 19

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choso twt p links ☁️

: choso loves sloppy head

: 69 with choso

: choso never feels deep enough

: choso will get off in any way you allow him

: leaving lipstick stains on chosos dick

: taking turns eating ass

: blindfolding and restraining choso

: choso sucks the strap

: keeping his mouth busy

: how he plays with tits

: breeding kink + choso

: riding cho for all he has.

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Ive been to Italy few times before and liked my trips very much but now I like Italy even more knowing it gifted us YOU and this brilliant mind of yours 💜

hhhehehehe grazie MWAH im glad u liked it here! it can be very pretty <3

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Stop SLEEPING on mean!Nanami: he works a very stressful job, man has to take out that aggression on someone, right?

Sure, he can be a sweetheart. Recently bloomed flowers on dates and whispering sweet nothings into your ear when he notices your smile slipping. He's the embodiment of warmth, and he loves good- but when he's mean, he's mean- and fucks hard.

"Filthy," he would bite. "Filthy fucking whore, am I right? You like this?"

Your body pressed sharply over the surface of whatever desk was closest to bend you over; your hands would ache for purchase. Though his rough hand would press you down, keep you still and compliant for him. And as you try choke out a strangled moan of affirmation; Kento just hisses and drives his hips harshly into yours.

"Stay still- be quiet."

His cock stretches you out and with it comes a searing ache that beckons hot tears to your eyes and a dull warmth in your core that likes the pain. Kento's rough grip molds you into the perfect little doll for him to use and reuse- his touch your opioid, his pleasure your reward. His thrusts quick and heavy and forceful; a man driven by an obsession with pleasure and an unrelenting need to satisfy it through pain.

He will fuck until you come undone beneath him, your nails digging into the wooden edge of the desk and eyes rolling back in a blinding pleasure. And when you're fucked out and overstimulated he will fuck you again, driving you wild with his touch and thrusting into you so deeply and powerfully that it sends tremors racing up your spine. It takes everything in you to stay conscious at times, and even then he will take full advantage of the weakness in your mind and breath and soul.

"Dumb puppy," he taunts your state of mindlessness as he edges closer to orgasm. "Fucked stupid, hm? My sweet thing, all you're good for."

And when he cums, it feels more like he's trying to mark you as his own than actually reach fulfillment. With the marks left littered across your skin, cum spilling out of you in ropes as your legs shake and his breath falters. He takes in your ruined state, commits the sight of your submission to memory; and then manhandles you around to look at him.

A tender kiss to your forehead, and a cheeky smile that overrules the bloodlust still in his eyes. "Perfect, my angel, you're so perfect. Let's clean you up, yes?"

And despite the pain and the exhaustion and the shame of his touch prior, there's a warmth in his presence that affirms everything good. He spills words of love from his lips, checks in on your every last need as he cleans you up and graces your sore skin with the most gentle of kisses. Because, even when he fucks you like he hates you, there's nothing but love left to hold you close afterwards.

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one thing about satoru gojo is that he's a freak.

he'll try anything once, and then three more times for good measure. anything! as long as it ends with him emptying his balls, prefer on or inside of you, he's a very happy man to entertain your weird requests.

this, though, is too weird!

"you want to have vanilla sex?" he gawks at you.

you're laying back on his bed, bare and smiling up at him as he climbs over you. he's hard, sure, but he's not flooded with the excitement of your usual ideas.

"why don't i put the collar back on?" he suggests tapping the tip of your nose. "oh! or we could play with those candles again... or you could make me squirt... no? roleplay? anal? some music, at least?"

you shake your head, and if you weren't so damn cute satoru might be more upset than he is. "you know," you start, "plenty of couples have plain sex regularly. i just want to feel you."

"we aren't like most couples," he grimaces. "im the strongest. and you're the sexiest. i don't think she's physically capable of having boring sex with you, baby."

"stop calling your dick a she," you stare up at him. "please? you said you'd try anything."

satoru kisses your lips gently, as boringly as he can do without getting too worked up. you are naked underneath him, after all. "i said that hoping you'd propose pegging me. or letting me put that dildo of yours down your throat while i—"

"just fuck me," you whisper.

and because satoru is secret a lover before he is a freak, he complies. with a gentle nod and a few seconds to line himself up with you, he pushes inside and lets you lock your legs around his waist before he starts a gentle pace with you.

it feels good, of course, it's you. but there's something sweet to the way he fucks you— no, makes love to you, that isn't there when gags and blindfolds and candle wax are in the way. it's just you and him, eyes locked as he becomes whole with you in the most intimate way possible.

he realises, when your eyes flutter shut and you pull him impossibly closer to whisper sweet nothings in his ear, that he might just like boring sex.

"i love you so much," he coos. "like having you like this. just us. god i love you, baby. i think i needed this."

the two of you cum in sync with eachother. you shake and tighten around his cock and he spills into you with sweet moans that sound a little more raw and vulnerable than they usually do. he kisses you silly, peppers his lips all over your face until you're laughing underneath him.

and he pulls back to look at your face, and nods to himself. you smile, and push his white hair out of his face with a gentle tilt of your head.

"what's that look for?" you ask.

and that's when you notice the tears welling in his eyes. the tremble of his lip as he recognises a million different feelings at once. and with a sniffle, and a shaky breath, he grins.

"let's get married."

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"i don't think you know just what you do to me."

stepdad!kento's hands on your body are searing hot and desperate,, to say the least. he has you on the dining table, your half eaten dinner pushed aside to make room for you to sit back and accommodate your stepfathers large frame between your thighs. he's so hard it hurts, but you only have so long before your mother finishes up in the shower and comes down to join the both of you for desert.

little does she know, her sweethearted kento is having his fill of desert early. he gropes you with large hands, tweaks at your nipples as he kisses down whatever exposed skin he can find until he's face-to-face with your pretty pussy: his favourite sight. but you're needy and impatient and despite having been licked and worshipped by your stepdad for weeks now he still hasn't stretched you out on his cock.

"you could just fuck me," you whisper, as if your mother could somehow hear you over the running water of her shower upstairs. "im already wet for you..."

he shakes his head, blond hair messing a little as he presses a kiss to your inner thigh. you reach down and take his glasses off to avoid any obstacles between your sensitive clit and his eager mouth.

"you know i won't fuck you, sweet thing."

"why-" you gasp as he licks a stripe through your folds up to your clit- "why not? i want it."

"i'm your step-father. it's wrong," he presses a kiss to your clit. "improper," kiss, "an abuse of power."

"you're literally eating me out right now," you whine. "it's wrong anyways. you want it too, i know you do."

"more than anything," he hums against your pussy. "bet you feel as sweet as you taste, but it's not happening. you need to start respecting the ground rules i lay down, so shut up and let me make you cum before your mother comes back down."

you groan, but lean back on your elbows and let your legs drape over his broad shoulders. kento eats you like he hasn't just indulged himself on your mothers cooking; with needy moans pressed against your clit and lots of spit and tongue and enough kisses to tell you this isn't just sex to him. he digs his fingers into your thighs to pull you impossibly closer to his greedy tongue, but you gasp when the cold of his wedding band presses against your heated skin.

of course, he moves to take it off, mostly out of guilt, but you manage to catch his wrist in your hand before he can. you can feel his sharp exhale against your pussy as you shake your head, something filthy playing behind your eyes. "don't take it off."

your stepdad frowns and you slowly guide his hand to your heat. you mould hiring and middle finger out and press the rest against his palm and tease your own entrance with his hand as if he were only a toy. his wedding band glistens with your sweet nectar, and he can't manage to pull his hand away like he should. "you're cruel," he whispers.

"i know," you sigh and lean back, letting go of his wrist and trusting him to know what you want. "stop if you want to. go join mom in the shower, maybe you could get off with your—"

"don't." kento pistons his fingers into you with a pace that makes you dizzy! your head is falling back and he's reattaching his lips to your clit and showing off that added experience that being so much older than you gives. your fingers drag through his hair, messing up the delicate blond strands in a way you almost hope he doesn't remember to fix before facing your mother again.

and before you know it, he's bring you to the edge of your climax and pushing you over into ecstasy with an ease that makes it feel like you're the one who he should be claiming with jewellery instead! you cum hard around his fingers and greedy kento nanami laps up every last drop of your release like a thirsty dog.

he rests his forehead against your knee and closes his pretty eyes tight. he's trying to will his erection down.

"i can fix that," you offer, already knowing he'll shake his head and tell you that this is for your pleasure, not his. though you know if you had the time for a second round that your taste alone could make the man cum in his pants: it's happened before.

but before he can protest and you can push any further, the sound of running water from upstairs halts and you hear the shower door opening and shutting as your mother finishes up. it's an almost comical race to get your clothes back on and your appearances tidied up, but by the time she's dressed and rejoining you both in the dining room, you're sat in soft chatter about... the economy.

that's okay, though! because your mom quickly gives you a new subject to discuss when she tells you she's going to spend the summer abroad on a business exchange! she hates to leave you two alone like this but it's the opportunity of a lifetime.

and you'll be damned if you get a whole summer alone with your stepdad and don't get him to fuck you properly within the first week :)

pt 2 soooooooon

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MY SHAYLAAAA IS HOMEEEE

kento has a wife at home... a beautiful wife whom he loves very much. he's so in love, he wouldn't ever consider having an affair, the idea is so foreign to him, so unthinkable... until you start your internship at his work.

he's happy in his marriage, he really is! but there's something missing. once a week, sometimes less, kento is granted sex in missionary for as long as his wife allows it. he loves being close to her, but she wont even let him go down on her anymore. she's a busy woman... a tired one, one with no time for foreplay or dirty talk or a proper orgasm.

poor kento is left... pent up. as he's made good on taking care of himself. he fucks his fist in his morning showers, and maybe sometimes he parks his car down a quiet road to relieve himself on his way home. never to porn, always to his imagination or some old pictures he has saved of his wife....

until you 'accidentally' text him a picture of your tits instead of some files he had asked for! and sure, he thinks of deleting it. but he also thinks about how the skirts you wear are so short that every time you bend over he gets to see what colour panties you put on that morning. sometimes, if you've been teasing him a lot that day, he can also see the wet patch forming from how needy you are to be bent over his desk and—

no. he can't. he has a wife! he deletes the pic and brushes off the mountain of apologies you give him the next day.

until a few weeks later he notices your accidents become more frequent, and you start ditching the panties in favour of being able to drop a pen by his desk and bend over to show him just how pretty your pussy looks when she's able to breathe :(

and can he really be blamed? he's only a man at the end of the day, lust driven and deprived at home... he deserves some relief! at least that's what he tells you when he drags you into the employee bathroom and pushes your pretty face up against the mirror while he drives into your wet and gooey cunt over and over again. he's so big and strong and pent up after so long since having a good fuck that he manages to make you cum twice on his cock before spilling his load into you, pulling your skirt down a little and sending you to fetch some papers with his cum literally leaking down ur thighs...

he picks up some flowers for his wife on the way home <3

pt 2

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!!!!!

choso twt p links ☁️

: choso loves sloppy head

: 69 with choso

: choso never feels deep enough

: choso will get off in any way you allow him

: leaving lipstick stains on chosos dick

: taking turns eating ass

: blindfolding and restraining choso

: choso sucks the strap

: keeping his mouth busy

: how he plays with tits

: breeding kink + choso

: riding cho for all he has.

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The internet was awfully quiet without you im glad you are back on <3 i like your side of the the internet the mooooost

hehehe the internet is boring without granny :3 ILYSM

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YOURE BACK IVE BEEN WAITING FOR U TO POST SINCE I HAVE YOUR NOTIFS ON I WAS GENUINELY SO SAD WHEN YOU DISAPPEARED!! HOW R UUUU - 🦭

MY ACCOUJT GOT BANNED!!!!!!! i got it back tho hehehe MWAAAH i missed u sm 🦭nonnie omg i’m good!!!!! how r u my luv

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Your blog is back!

EEEEEK!!!!

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I MISSED U OH EM JAY 😇😇 how are u!!🩷

i’m good!!!! i missed my account :( ilysm

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YOURE BACKKKKKKK I MISSED YOU SO MUCH GRANDMA NEED MORE WEIRD FREAKY ASS JJK SMUT MWAH MWAH MWAH

EEEEEEEK IM SO HAPPYYYYY

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moechies is actually a creep wtf.. even if u were a minor WHY DO THEY FUCKING CARE?? ur not their child or anything to them and assuming someone has been groomed is actually weirdo behavior and NOT OKAY!! Sorry about what u have to go through.. and that bitch telling her followers to mass report you is crazy! :/

sigh i think it’s out of concern which is fiiine but all it’s done is send roves of r*pe and incest stuff in my inbox pfft mission failed successfully

ilysm if my account gets deleted remember ur fav grandma pls 👵🏼