#⚠️.pussy eating

[neo-nomatrix]

EAT IT UP !

HOW THE JJK MEN EAT P*$$Y

Multiple x reader

-> GOJO, NANAMI, TOJI, GETO, SUKUNA, CHOSO

warnings ⚠️ smut… duh. pussy eating… duh. 69 in getos. talks of bondage. talks of choking (on dick) overalll smut idk

GOJO SATORU AKA “kid in a candy store”

On his tummy, feet in the air, humming. His legs are swaying back and forth but you’re way too busy to notice. He’s looking up at you with those unmistakable eyes watching you fall apart on his skilled tongue. His hand use your thighs as handles and makes out with your sloppy, cute cunt. He’s trying to tease you but the words come out as gurgled mumbles since his mouth is basically superglued to you.

You’re throbbing on his lips and he slurps it up like honey. Sometimes he dips his fingers in but usually sticks with his mouth. Fucks his tongue inside of you and he’ll probably start gagging because of how far he gets. He has to hug your thighs when you cum because of how squirmy you get. Nips at your clit when it’s all sensitive and giggles.

“You’re so fucking cute squirming”

“Oh wow… feels that good huh?”

“Is this how it feels when you gag on my cock?”

NANAMI KENTO AKA “use me like a chair”

Wants all your weight on his face or else he’s not happy. And no- it’s not an option. Maybe you’ll suffocate him, but who’s to say that’s not the goal? He cups his hands around your thighs and pulls you down on him, immediately getting to work. He’s so sensual and romantic about it. Slowly licking from your entrance to your clit. Definitely kisses your clit before starting anything.

Gathers a whole bunch of spit before and globs it onto you. There should literally be bubbles when you get off of him. Tries his best not to snake his hand down his pants so he can focus on you. As much as he loves you grinding down on his face he always stops you. This is for him to do all he work, he should be making you feel so good you don’t need to think about grinding down.

“Let me do all the work, just sit there.”

“I know i’m hard, sweetheart. I’ll get to that later.”

“Stop hovering, do i need to tie you up?”

TOJI FUSHIGURO AKA “this is for him”

Even though it’s an activity meant to pleasure you, it’s for him. For him to melt away his worries into your sweet cunt. He uses it as a stress reliever, massaging your ass like a stress ball. will literally ask you why you were squirming so much, it disturbed his peace.

Never stops after you come. More flavor for him. Has you on your tummy, he’s spreading you apart and eating it. His hands are never still. Always running up and down your back or playing with the skin of your ass. Moves up to grope your tits and play with your sweet nipples.

“Put your face into the pillow and bite if it’s to much”

“You take my cock every day but my mouth is too much?” oh wait, that’s also too much

“Maybe i should leave some marks on this ass too.”

GETO SUGURU AKA “34 + 35”

SixtyNine KING. Can’t decide between being on bottom or top. On bottom he can get the pleasure of you sitting on his face. The only downside is your squirming with so much pleasure that you forget to suck his cock. He doesn’t care that much, eating you out is plenty of pleasure, but it would be nice. But he does hate it when your strokes get sloppy and they become borderline teasing.

On top he gets the added bonus of fucking your face. Thrusting in and out of your moaning mouth as much as he pleases. He loves hearing you choke while slurping you up. He just doesn’t like the blood going to his head while eating you out. He’s pretty simple when it comes to pussy eating. Loves to suck on your clit and use his fingers. Definitely makes you lick your own cum from his fingers. Finger fucks you until his hands are pruned.

“C’mon baby, at least stroke me baby. Look how hard he is for you.”

“I know it’s so much, huh?

“That’s fine, i’ll just throat fuck you with my cum soaked fingers,”

RYOMEN SUKUNA AKA “stop running”

Eats you out until you’re rolling around on the floor. And still keeps going. He hates it when you squirm, but also doesn’t do anything to stop it. Locks his arms around your thighs and presses a hand against your tummy. Sloppily eats your cunt with no technique. Spits soo much on it. The noises that come from your cunt and his mouth are insane. Dips his tongue real deep into your mess to get every drop.

Has you on the verge of passing out when you cum. And you guessed it, still won’t stop. He definitely pushes your thighs to your chest and wraps his arms around your whole body to keep you still. Loves it when you push on his head in desperation. It makes him so much harder.

“You keep fucking running and I’ll go for longer.”

“You’re only making it worse for yourself by squirming.”

“Fucking take it or I’ll make you.” yeah he definitely makes you

CHOSO KAMO AKA “kitten licks”

He eats you out like he’s scared. He’s so fascinated by your slippery pussy that he unintentionally goes super slow. Giving soft kisses to your clit and licking at your entrance like a popsicle. You have to tell him to go a little harder so it feels better. and once he does, no going back.

Starts to eat it like a starved man. He gets so mad he’s never done this before because he’s in heaven. Ruts his cock into the sheets because it feels so amazing. Moaning like a slut into your pussy. So much spit and his tongue is going wild on your pussy. He’s definitely making this apart of your routine.

“Oh my god it’s so wet baby.”

“Faster? but when i go faster with my cock you cry…”

“It feels good right, baby? Am I doing good?”

[omkookie]

Face-Fucked Toji

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, face-fucking/pussy eating, Toji likes being your dumb whore and toy

Face-fucking Toji because he deserves to eat your pretty pussy, until it creams all-over him. Imagine making a mess out of his face, and having his eyes roll back while his tongue delves betweens your folds, licking your pussy clean and massaging your clit.

He eats your pussy out like a starved man, getting your juices and his saliva all-over his face. You're a dripping mess on top of him, And your hips keep on rutting against his tongue. With how you're face-fucking him, you look like you're almost smothering the big man under you.

Your fingers grip his hair to pull his face up, pushing him closer to your dripping core, and making him suck on your clit until you cum again. His dick gets harder and throbs the more you fuck his face, and use him for your own pleasure.

Toji might even reach down to stroke his dick over his boxers, just to get some more friction while you're fucking his face.

Who knows? You might decide to use him as your living dildo after he makes you cum again. He always has to be ready for you to use him as your pathetic man-whore.

His big hands reach up to squeeze and cup your breasts, trailing down to roam over your soft thighs which continue to straddle his face. You were squeezing his face with your thighs, and he was ready to throw in the towel, and beg you to let him cum! at least once while you're fucking his face.

His dick is so hard, and he's so turned on by you using him, he can't hold it in any longer. He needs to cum, and he needs to cum badly. He doesn't want to stroke himself, he wants YOU to stroke him, literally turn around and let him keep licking you while you finally stroke his fat dick.

He's a loser of a man- Completely pussy-drunk.

The best kind of man though.

[ariestrxsh]

⚠️ content warning: ⚠️ smut, mentions of porn, mentions of masturbation, corruption of innocence, oral, praise, slight daddy kink, manipulative!matt, manipulative!chris, innocent!reader

📝 author's note: 📝 this is part two of 'playground love.' 💖 you can read part one here, and i'll be adding more parts to this storyline soon. :)

✍️ Summary: ✍️ You're an innocent virgin who has fallen into the hands of Matt and Chris, who decide to have a contest to see who can eat you out the best.

playground love part two 💖

The next day, you floated into seventh period, and Matt greeted you by glancing you up and down, giving you a look that said I know what you did last night. You wore your hair in two braids while a few loose pieces framed your bright smile. You were blushing and having a hard time looking into his eyes while you elegantly placed your textbooks on your desk and slung your backpack over your chair.

"Hi, sweetheart. You're glowing," he complimented you, grinning and taking in how pretty you looked. "Thank you," you whispered, smoothing out your sundress and taking your seat. "I'm dying to know. Which video did you cum to, darling?" Matt quietly wondered, fidding with his pencil. "Cum?" You'd never heard that word before, but you had an idea as to what he meant. "It's a fancy word for that really good feeling before all the tension goes away," Matt explained, giggling at your innocence.

"Oh! I know what feeling you're talking about," you smirked at him, recalling the way you came all over your fingers the night before. You started to describe the video to him, and he immediately knew which one you were talking about. "Yeah? What was it about that one that you liked so much, princess?" Matt asked, reaching over and stroking your cheek. You bit your lip and peered down. "Well, I loved how gentle the guy was and how much he focused on making the girl feel good for her first time. Plus, I liked that he kind of looked like you," you admitted, looking back up at Matt to study his reaction.

"That's so flattering, darling. Did you notice the girl in the video kind of looked like you?" He asked, biting his lip. You shyly nodded. "That's why I sent you that one, princess. So you could imagine me and you together," he whispered, making really intense eye contact with you. You felt yourself growing wet at his words.

"Matt, you're making me all horny again," you quietly whined, reaching under your dress to soothe the sensation arising. "What are you doing?!" Matt asked in a loud whisper while he watched you starting to rub your clit in circles over your panties. "I'm masturbating," you quietly answered. "Sweetheart, not here," he said, looking at you with wide eyes and an embarrassed smile. "Why not?" You moaned quietly while you continued to touch yourself under the skirt of your dress. "I'm serious. You could get in trouble! Stop that," Matt responded in a hushed voice while he felt his jeans growing tighter around the erection forming in his jeans as he watched you.

"Oh," you naively answered him, stopping what you were doing and discretely removing your hand from under your clothing. "Is it bad?" You asked, wondering if Matt had taught you something he shouldn't have. "No, it's not bad. It's just something you do in private, that's all. Not at school," he explained to you. He was so turned on by your innocence that he almost wanted you to keep going, but more than that, he was looking out for you. "Oh, okay," you said, growing red with embarrassment. "Don't worry. No one saw," he assured you since the two of you sat in the very back corner of the class.

"Hey, are you busy this afternoon? I want you to meet my brother Chris. Do you think we could all go over to your house after school?" Matt hungrily licked his lips while he imagined all the things they were going to do to your sweet, innocent, little pussy. You knew of Matt's brothers. You had a class with Nick the year before, and you'd seen Chris around, but you'd never spoken to him.

"Okay, sure. I'm not busy. What are we gonna do?" You eagerly asked. "Well, Chris and I are gonna hold a contest, and we want you to be the judge," he smirked at you. "What kind of contest?" You wondered. "It's gonna be a surprise, okay, princess?" Matt replied with a mischevious glint in his eye. "Sure. You guys can come over," you eagerly nodded at him. "Okay, sweetheart. Your parents working again today?" Matt inquired. "Yeah, my mom's pulling a double at the hospital, and my dad left town this morning for a business trip," you responded. "Perfect. Let's walk to my car together after class, and I'll have Chris meet us there," he smirked.

"Meet me at my car after school. Her parents are both gone all night.. Operation Tag Team is on," Matt quickly typed out and sent to Chris. "Oh, the things we're gonna do to her.." Chris texted back immediately.

You and Matt walked to his car after class was dismissed. It was another cloudy, spring afternoon, and it wasn't raining today, but the humidity lingered in the air like it could start at any moment. Matt opened the passenger door for you. "We're gonna wait here for Chris," Matt smiled at you once he'd gotten into the driver's seat and started up his car. The faint smell of lemon and gasoline filled your nostrils while you felt the rumbling of the engine beneath your seat. You were starting to grow extremely comfortable and safe with Matt, but you were nervous about meeting Chris. You didn't know what he would be like.

Before you could imagine the qualities of his personality, Chris was pulling on the handle of the backdoor of Matt's car and jumping into the middle seat. "Hi, I'm Chris," he grinned at you breathlessly from having run across the parking lot. "Hi," you smiled back, picking up on his scattered and playful energy. "Matt tells me your parents got a big house," Chris smiled at you. "It's a decent size," you humbly responded. You studied his blue eyes that were the same shade as Matt's, the rosy color in his cheeks from being out of breath, and his sharp jawline. You felt a bit guilty, because you really liked Matt, but you couldn't deny how cute Chris was.

"She's being modest, Chris. It's like a mansion," Matt smiled at Chris through the rearview mirror while he threw the transmission in drive and started to pull away from the school. "Matt tells me you're a good girl. Never get into trouble or nothing," Chris seductively spoke, eyeing you like he was hunting you. You picked up on his dark stare, and it made you feel a bit uneasy, but at the same time, intrigued. His demeanor reminded you of an excited dog, but one whose bite was just as mean as their bark. "I guess you could say that," you responded to Chris, dancing over his lips with your eyes.

"Matt told me he showed you some videos yesterday," he smirked at you. "Chris!" Matt exclaimed, knowing his comment might make you shut down. "He did. I really liked them," you mumbled under your breath, growing nervous at the subject change. "You know what Matt forgot to tell me? How cute you are," Chris cooed while he gently poked your button nose with the tip of his pointer finger, teasing you. You blushed. "Did you touch yourself to them?" Chris deviously smiled at you. Your defenses went up. You became a little more red and hesitantly nodded your head.

"Did you have an orgasm, princess?" Chris inquired, reaching out and gently running his fingers along your braid while you were turned around in your seat looking at him. You nervously shot a look over at Matt, who had just stopped at a stop sign and was turning on his blinker. "Is that the same as cum?" You bit your lip. Chris' cock twitched at how innocent you were, how you didn't even know what the word orgasm meant. "Yes, princess. Good job," Matt praised you.

You turned back to Chris to answer his question. "I did. It was my first one," you replied, your eyes twinkling. "First ever?" Chris raised his brow and his lips fell slightly open while he imagined you experiencing an orgasm for the first time. You nodded at him. "Tell me how it felt, baby. How did your body react?" Chris eagerly asked, leaning in closer to you. You noticed the bulge in his sweatpants while he spoke to you.

"It felt like the end of a firework show, where they have to use up the rest of the fireworks, so it's just a bunch of colorful explosions in the sky," you said getting really excited. "And my whole body was shaking I couldn't control it, and I had to try my best to be really quiet. Then I got this gooey stuff on my fingers. It felt really amazing, and it's all I've been able to think about all day," you smiled at Chris, wondering if maybe you'd overshared, but both Chris and Matt seemed to like the details you gave.

"Wow, princess. That sounds lovely," Matt whispered, glancing back and forth between you and the road. "I'd kill to see you like that," Chris gnawed on his lip. You blushed and let out a nervous giggle. Matt glared at Chris in the rearview to let him know he was coming on too strong.

Finally, the three of you pulled up to the house, and Matt parked in your driveway. "Wow," Chris whispered, taking in the view of your home while he stepped out of the backseat. "Wait until you see the inside," you whispered, dropping the humble manner your parents trained you to speak in for just a moment.

When Chris walked in, he ogled at the high ceilings, the big windows, the spiral staircase, the bookshelf built into the wall in the main room, and the few pieces of expensive art on the walls. "Not bad," Chris replied with a look of disbelief on his face at how gorgeous and fancy your house was. "I'll show you my room," you told them, starting up the spiral staircase. Chris and Matt lagged behind you, eyeing your legs, your curves, and your perfectly-shaped ass as you led the way.

"Wow, princess. Your room is almost as pretty as you," Chris told you once the three of you were standing in front of your bed, and you swooned at his comment. Chris and Matt both soon turned their attention toward you, undressing you with their eyes and hungrily licking their chops like begging dogs. "What was the contest you were talking about earlier, Matt?" You asked, taking a seat on your bed and looking up at the two brothers.

Matt walked up to you and started carressing your face. "We wanted to start by making you feel really good," he whispered, looking down at you. "Really? How?" This sparked your curiosity. Matt and Chris both sat on either side of you. "Well, first, we were gonna get you out of this dress," Matt said, pushing up the hem of your clothing and seductively tracing circles on the inside of your thigh. "And then we were gonna take turns putting our mouths right here," Chris cooed, his voice dripping with lust while he took his pointer finger and placed it on the wet spot on the front of your pink cotton panties. You gasped and bit your lip. Chris and Matt both delighted in how responsive you were to their words and their touch.

"You wanna put your mouth there?" You asked, shocked that anyone would want to do that to you. "Only if you're okay with it, princess," Matt whispered, his hands wandering from your thigh to your perky breasts. You gasped as he flicked his finger over the smooth fabric, stimulating your nipple and making it hard under your soft sundress. "I think I'd like that," you nodded in agreement. You watched the way the girls in the videos reacted when they that done to them, and it made you curious about what it was like.

"So, we're gonna take turns licking your pussy, and then after we both make you cum, you're gonna tell who was better at it, okay?" Chris cooed, rubbing your clit through your panties. You moaned and nodded at their request, dying to know how each of their tongues felt. Their hands all over your body had you in a trance.

Matt tilted your head towards him and locked his eyes on yours before leaning in and passionately kissing you. His lips were smooth and soft, and his kiss was gentle and sensual. He cupped your face and moaned against your bottom lip before slipping his tongue into your mouth. Once he pulled away, you were left with a warm, tingly sensation all over. Matt started to remove your dress. "Lift your arms, pretty girl," Chris whispered as his lips bumped your earlobe and sent goosebumps all over your body. Matt pulled your clothes off over your head and tossed the fabric to the side.

At the same time, they both locked their soft, wet lips onto each of your nipples. You let out a moan while their mouths engulfed the little bumps on your chest. You were pleasantly surprised by how wonderful of a feeling it was. Their tongues swirled around delicately while they each looked up at you, longingly, to see your reaction. "Who do you want to go first, hmm?" Matt cooed, moaning with your sensitive bud between his lips.

"You, please," you responded quietly, still getting to know Chris and not feeling quite as comfortable with him yet. Chris pulled his mouth from your sensitive nipple and started kissing your neck. His kisses were rushed and aggressive, and you felt his teeth gently sink into you, causing you to whine from how nice it felt.

Matt got down on his knees in front of you and started leaving pecks on your knees and the tops of your legs. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, spreading you open and leaving wet kisses on your inner thighs. His eyes flicked up at you, and your breath hitched in your throat while he teased you through your panties with his mouth, making your pussy drool. He motioned for you to lift your hips while he took off your underwear, and he spread open your lips, admiring the way your vulva looked up close.

"You're so wet," he whispered before slowly lowering his mouth onto you. You felt your whole body begin to buzz with pleasure. It was unlike anything you'd ever felt, even better than your fingers the night before. Matt was gentle, and he licked you slowly and tenderly, taking his time and flicking his tongue thoughtfully over your swollen bundle of nerves. He closed his lips around it and hummed. "Oh," you softly moaned while you felt the vibrations against your clit.

While Matt worked his skillfull mouth below your waist, Chris continued running his hands all over your breasts, and he continued leaving sloppy kisses and love bites on your neck, your collar bones, and on your nipples. You were feeling rather shy by sharing such an intimate moment with the two brothers, so you closed your eyes and went to block your face with your hand. "Sweetheart, I wanna see you. Look at me while I lick you. Please," Matt pleaded with you. "Don't get shy on us, darling," Chris hummed against your chest.

Despite how self-conscious you felt, you removed your hand and peered down at Matt while he worked wonders with his tongue. You watched as he made slow circular motions with it while he held intense eye contact. "Good girl," Chris whispered in your ear while he watched Matt. Matt pulled away for a moment and started rubbing you with his fingers.

"How does it feel, baby?" He asked you, his chin glistening with your wetness. It was the best feeling in the world. "I know why the girls in the videos like this so much," you cried out while he went back to work with his mouth. "Mmmmm. Good," he hummed against your folds again. This time, he moved his lips down further while he started to tease your hole, gently prodding it with his tongue. You let out a few less controlled whimpers while Matt slurped up your juices and sensually explored your sex.

You felt a familiar feeling welling in your lower belly, but before the feeling could build up, Matt pulled away and said, "I want you to sit on my face." You'd seen this in one of the videos Matt sent you, but you didn't think you'd ever be sitting on anyone's face, much less the boy you had a crush on. "Are you sure I'm not going to hurt you?" You nervously asked, worried you'd break his neck or suffocate him. "I promise, princess. I can handle it," he giggled, laying back on the bed.

You put your knees on either side of his head and lowered yourself onto his tastebuds. He enveloped your thighs with his arms, pulling all of your weight onto him while he amorously drank from your center as if you were a sweet piece of fruit. "Oh, Matt!" You cried out while his tongue methodically fluttered all around your most intimate spot. You started to relinquish control of your movements, involuntarily rolling your hips forward and riding Matt's face while his lustful blue eyes peered up at you.

Your eyes began to roll back, and your lips fell open while you lost yourself in a euphoric, climactic sensation that drained all thoughts from your mind and momentarily altered your consciousness. Your pussy throbbed against Matt's tongue as you came undone, every nerve ending sensitive to the highest degree. Matt delighted in the taste of your sweetness, the cute sounds you made while you came, and the way your body jerked against him.

"Good girl," Matt whispered in your left ear after it was over and you were sitting at the edge of your bed drinking a cold glass of water Chris had brought you from downstairs while you caught your breath. Sitting on your right was the other brother, eagerly waiting for his turn. "I can't wait to make you finish all over my tongue, princess," Chris whispered, kissing the side of your face and trailing his lips down to your jaw.

"Look at me," he demanded, and when you did, his lips crashed into yours. His kiss was needy and demanding. Matt took the cup of water from your hands while his brother ventured the inside of your teeth with his tongue. Despite having just had a mind-shattering orgasm, Chris' wet, plump lips engulfing your own sent waves of pleasure throughout your nervous system, and you felt a nagging sensation between your legs, begging to be taken care of once again. "How do you feel, princess?" Chris asked, after pulling back from the kiss and looking at you.

"You're making me all tingly again," you whimpered to him. "Where? Right here?" Chris said, delving between your legs with his hand and gently rubbing your pussy. "Mhmm," you purred. "Tell me what you want, pretty girl," Chris whispered, taunting you with his fingers dancing between your thighs. "Put your mouth on it," you responded in a sultry sigh. "Beg for it," he smirked at you. "Please put your mouth on my pussy," you whined, growing needier by the second. "How bad do you want it?" He murmured into your ear. "More than anything. Please. I need it," you cried out, growing increasingly more impatient. "Of course, princess. Daddy's gonna give you what you need," Chris whispered, descending to his knees.

He pulled your legs apart, grabbed you by your waist and pulled your pussy closer to his face. You let out a squeal as this pulled you from a sitting position to a reclined one. Matt adjusted, so you were leaning up against his chest while you eagerly watched Chris as he started eating you. Matt caressed your arms and whispered into your ear how beautiful you looked. The second Chris' lips wrapped around your clit while he flickered his tongue across it fervently, your head fell back against Matt and you let out a moan. He smirked up at you, admiring your responsiveness, your eagerness, and your innocence.

His velvet-like tongue slithered around your folds, sloppily teasing your clit. "You like when daddy eats your pretty pussy?" Chris cooed, taking your vulva into his mouth once more. He adored the way you couldn't help but nod and bite your lip while you suppressed a whimper. You didn't know why Chris referred to himself like that, but for some reason, you kind of liked it. He devoured you, urgently exploring your heat, tweaking your clit with his tongue at such an incredible rate, it felt like his mouth was vibrating against you. "Oh, Chris," you moaned, bucking your hips and grinding against his tongue.

"You're mad cute when you can't get enough of my tongue," he whispered right before he took your little bundle of nerves between his lips and started sucking on it. The suction sent an electric current throughout all your extremities, causing you to pathetically writhe around while Matt supported you.

"Can you believe we just met an hour ago, and I already have you squirming around, moaning my name while I give you head?" He snickered, delighting in how special he and Matt must have been to you for you to feel safe enough to let them have you in such a way that no one else was worthy of up until now. You shook your head, nibbling on your lower lip and wondering how they'd talked you into this, but extremely thankful they did.

The way he spoke to you and watched you while he did such incredible things to you was almost enough to make you cum, but he drew back and stopped for a second, leaving you craving more. "I want you to turn around and stick your ass in the air for me," he demanded. You scoffed at the absurdity of his request. You weren't sure what he meant or why he wanted that, but you reluctantly followed his direction.

There you were, your face buried in a pillow, your knees beneath your hip points, and your bottom sticking up. Suddenly, you felt his wet mouth attacking you from the back. "Oh my god," you cried out while Chris worked magic with his remarkable tongue, swirling it about your pussy, leaving nothing untouched. He hungrily licked, picking up the pace, drawing faster and tighter circles around your clit while he spread you open with his fingers, causing you to lose all composure. "Chris, I think you're gonna make me cum," you cried as something took over your body. You began to shake, the muscles in your core began to twitch, and you could no longer see or think straight.

Your orgasm hit you like a wave, cresting and cascading over you, pulling you under, and leaving you breathless while you drowned in pure satisfaction. Chris cleaned you up with his tongue, slurping up your sweetness and not drawing back until he fully finished you off. "You taste so good, baby girl," Chris whispered, lapping up the last of the mess.

Once you regained your composure, Matt handed you your glass of water again, and they sat on either side of you at the edge of the bed again. "So? What did you think?" Matt questioned, fiddling with your braid and caressing your cheek while he admired your flushed expression and your glazed over eyes from the high you were still riding. "I can't pick who was better. You were both so good for different reasons," you pouted looking between the two of them, knowing they wanted a definitive answer but unable to give it to them.

"What did you like about it, princess?" Matt wondered, dying to hear your answer. "Matt, I loved how you were so slow and gentle, and the way you looked at me the whole time. It was also really fun to sit on your face," you responded, a bit embarrassed to admit that.

"And Chris," you said, turning to the other brother, "I loved the way you talked to me, and the way you moved your tongue so fast.. I didn't even know that was possible. And I really liked it when you called yourself daddy," You bit your lip, also a bit embarrassed to admit that.

"It's okay that you can't choose between the two of us, princess. It's flattering, really. We're just so happy we could make you feel good," Matt smiled at you. "We have a couple more things we want you to judge us on if you're up for it," Chris sneered, giving you a mischevious look. "Yeah, what else?" You eagerly wondered, hoping it would feel as good as what they'd just done.

"Well, we want to know which one of us you think has the prettiest cock."

part three posted here 💖

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𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔭𝔲𝔰𝔥 𝔦𝔱

+18 Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader

Summary: I fantasize about it all the time; if you were mine, I’d give this pussy to you nine to five by tonight.

You never wanted to go to work; you just wanted to get to work. After Miguel gets a haircut and gets something new, you decide to test it to see if you can still get a good grip.

Trigger Warnings ⚠️: switch!Miguel (duh), a bit of praise (from Miguel), size kink, cunnilingus (f! receiving), humping, Miguel breaks a couch 😏, breeding kink towards the end, unprotected p in v sex, and wrap it before you tap it. (OOC MIGUEL) if I missed any, let me know!

Word Count: +1.6k words

Author’s Note: Hi, hi, hi! I am somewhat notoriously bad at writing smut, but here we are! I want to improve on it and give you all a well-cooked meal, which is switch! Miguel. (I think the man is a submissive; this is my headcanon that I believe in.)

To my girlies who love submissive men who have the prettiest moans and groans 💌

Miguel didn't want to admit it but damn it, he loves it when you ride him. The way your legs trembled, the way you slammed your weight down into him, feeling his bulbous tip getting bullied into your cervix. The man loved it when you took control.

He loves it when he holds you; you are light, but the moment you're on top? The man caves in and begs for more.

This unlocked something in him by simply trying something new on a lazy, rainy Thursday evening…

“The barber did well with your hair…” You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling how soft it was under the pads of your fingers. “Why the taper fade?” You adjusted yourself on the couch where the two of you cuddled and shared a blanket. “It just became a nuisance to deal with after a while. So why not? Something new.”

As you spoke, you could feel a sense of longing. "Imma miss it; I'm not gonna have any leverage to grab when you're eating me—" You expressed, but suddenly stopped when you realized he was staring at you intensely. You could feel his gaze piercing your soul, focusing mainly on your eyes. Feeling embarrassed, you cleared your throat awkwardly and shifted your attention to the TV, which was playing softly in the background. “Sorry.”

Miguel shrugged nonchalantly and focused on the dramatic telenovela on the TV screen. "You never really were the type to grab onto my hair," he admitted. "You always seemed to prefer grabbing onto a pillow, or sometimes a blanket, maybe even your shirt, but that's about it." You lifted your head from his chest, surprised at how observant he was. "How on earth do you know that?" you asked incredulously, a tone that sounded forced. "I just do," he replied confidently. "I can tell you that you tend to whine a lot before you finish."

“Please, I don't whine when I come.” You scoffed before you covered yourself with the soft blanket you two shared.

“Yeah, you do, cariño.”

“Don't push it.”

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You rolled your eyes back in ecstasy, feeling the wet muscle against your entrance, lightly giving it kitten licks, making it a point to flick at your clit. The man lapped at your juices and slurped up the clear arousal like it was the final meal of his life. Your hands grasp onto his hair, grinding your clit against his nose, moving your hips down towards the top of his nose.

“You're so cute, even with that little clit waiting to get suckled on…” You felt him grab your hips, and his thumb ghosted against the bundle of nerves, immediately feeling something slip out of your entrance. He pulled away from your warm and wet entrance and slipped his ring finger in, feeling your gummy walls flutter at the sensation.

“There you go, you're doing perfect. Take deep breaths.” He hummed, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“Spit on it…” You demanded, squirming your hips. “Not just yet, cariño.” He shushed you, pulling his fingers out and licking the clear arousal off. His tongue lightly probed at your fluttering hole a bit and slowly pulled away. The way your walls contracted, begging to be filled with his length, was enough for the man wanting to cave in.

“We’re going to do something different, cariño.” He breathed to you before he managed to toss you around on the couch, eventually with you on top and him below you. “Come on, put yourself to work.” He demands, feeling your soft, wet pussy against his aching cock.

Reaching down, your hand finally found his length, and you felt yourself playing with it more than anything. You tapped the tip against your entrance, excited to sink into his girth. “No, no, I don't think you understand. I don't want it to be inside just yet.” He pauses for a moment before he moved his hips away from your needy, wet entrance.

“I want you to grind on it.” He breathes out.

You hesitate before you let his cock go, allowing his length to land against his happy trail and lower stomach. Adjusting yourself and placing your hands on his shoulders, you slowly moved your aching core up and down his cock, feeling your clit get the right amount of friction. A quiet moan escapes your lips while the veins down his cock rub against the pearl of nerves. “There you go, cariño…” Miguel groaned out, feeling your arousal coat against his aching length.

“Put your whole weight down; none of this squatting bullcrap.” He grabs you by the hips and pushes you down; you feel his dick in between your folds, causing a gasp to escape. Before even having the time to get yourself comfortable, the hold he had on your waist while he moved you up and down against his length felt as if you were withering under his control. A familiar, warm, tight sensation builds up in your lower stomach before you erupt out a loud, whimpering moan.

“Does that feel good? Do you like that?” He heaves, still guiding you closer and closer to your orgasm. The way you trembled and made a whimpering sound was an indicator for Miguel. “All you gotta do is feel good for me, understand?” You nod, dumbed down by the arousal. The tension was almost palpable and thin, like a threading needle waiting to be snipped off by the sisters of faith with their sharp scissors.

“Aww, you can't speak? Is my girl getting dumbed down by grinding herself on my cock? Qué sucia. Dímelo, ya lo quieres?” His words sounded like venom—sweet but intoxicating venom escaping from his tongue and lips. The only response from you was a moan while you moved your hips after Miguel seized his movements. “¿Lo quieres?” He groans out, feeling his cock lubricated by your arousal.

“¿Quién te hace sentir bien? Dímelo fuerte, cariño. Quién.” He seizes your movements, not letting you reach your first high for the night. “You…” You breathed out. “Fuck, damn right you are…” Your fingernails dug into his shoulders, creating little crescent indents on his skin, but the man didn't care.

Slowly, Miguel sat up from where he lay down and decided to help his girl. “Here…” His hand reached down to his length, with his fingers holding onto the base of his cock. “Spit on it.” You demanded once again. “Eager, aren't we?” He mused before he spat down, and you felt it land on your clit, causing him to rub his thumb against it slowly, allowing your clit to be doused in his spit.

“C’mon, ride me. Ride me the way I like it.” You felt him tap his now-doused tip against your entrance before you grind yourself into his length, earning a moan for the both of you. “Jesus, your so fucking tight and small.” He groaned out. “Are you trying to make me come—” You felt your knees immediately regret the position, knowing that you're going to be the one to do a lot of cardio for this overstimulated man.

While bouncing on his cock, you felt his grip on your hips tighten, almost as if you were going to slip away from him. “There you go…” Miguel heaves out, soon pulling you into an embrace. “Let me fuck it in you, stay still…” He breathes before you slow your movements down to a halt.

The sound of skin slapping and your loud moans crescendo filled the living room space while being held onto a tight embrace and feeling his cock pumping inside you. Your whimpering cries became more noticeable as your cries went in sync with his harsh thrust. “More…” You whined out, feeling your fingernails dig into his skin; the fast-paced thrusts soon turned sloppy, with his cock sliding out of you every once in a while. “You're killing me, neña…” Miguel groans quietly, keeping up with the rapid, uneven pace, creating a wet, slapping noise.

“C’mon, let's finish together, make me proud.” Tears began to form, and some rolled down your cheeks while you kept up with the overstimulation and with how his tip aggressively bullied at your cervix. “More…” You demanded, moving in sync with his harsh thrusts.

As you were getting your guts rearranged on the couch by Miguel, you couldn't help but notice the creaking sounds coming from underneath the both of you. It seemed to be getting louder by the minute as if the old piece of furniture couldn't bear the weight of two people anymore. Just then, a sharp crack echoed through the room, causing you to jolt and lose your balance. Miguel, however, seemed unfazed by the noise and rolled his eyes as if he was used to it. He continued to keep up with the rapid movements, brushing his happy trail against your lower stomach. “I'll get a new couch soon…” You wanted to laugh at how nonchalant he was being bit the only sounds you can produce is a loud, needy moan instead.

The sounds of whimpers, moans, and cries were palpable; knowing that the two of you would get a noise complaint from neighbors, you didn't care. “Yes! Yes!” You squealed, feeling your climax slowly building up. Clear liquid gushes out, while a loud moan is the last sound you can produce deep into your chest. “Please let me breed you, fuck, I'm gonna breed you, cariño.” He pants to you, thrusting his cock into you, earning another orgasm from you and a splash zone on the already collapsed couch. “You feel so good…”

The way you felt him twitch inside you, along with his rapid rhythm slowly coming to an end. The pullout was swift, with some of Miguel’s remnants seeping out of your fluttering hole. “Good girl…” He rubbed his hand on your hip lovingly, seeing his semen oozing out and onto the fabric of the couch. A kiss to your lips brought you back to your senses as you happily returned the kiss and calmed down from your high.

“The couch…”

“I needed a new one anyways.”

[creepypasta65]

Hi can you do EJ eating out fem reader?

Hi! Thanks for the request :)

⚠️Warning NSFW content below⚠️

Eyeless Jack eating out Fem Reader:

Jack loves eating you out and treats it like he hasn't eaten in weeks.

He has 8 tongues, and his tongues can reach places your fingers can't reach. Jack will tease you by constantly rubbing your clit with his tongue.

Jack loves it when you squeeze his head between your thighs and finds it adorable knowing he's the only one who can make you feel good.

Try to close your legs and push his head away from your pussy; he will force them open and will not allow you to push his head away from your pussy. Jack will overstimulate you making you cum five times and squirt at least two times, all over his face.

Jack will praise you, telling you sweet things like, "This beautiful pussy is mine and only mine", "Your pussy taste so delicious, love", "Please cum again all over my face, I know you can do it", "look at this pretty pussy clenching on my tongue", etc.

He loves hearing your moans, whimpers, begs, and pleas.

Jack loves biting your thigh when he finishes eating you out.

Have a nice day or night :)

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

OP smutty headcanons

Warnings: ⚠️no minors pls ⚠️

Just some fun headcanons I have for some of the OP men ☠️

OP men: Zoro, Sanji, Law and Luffy.

pt. 2

Roronoa Zoro:

- he’s gonna be rough with you (are you really surprise???)

- but his aftercare is actually thoughtful. If thoughtful means getting you a wet nap to clean up and putting you to bed because he practically ruined your body

-he’s gonna be smirking pridefully when he sees you walking funny the next day

- degrading (receiving) tell him you think mihawk would be a better lover or that sanji’s stamina is stronger - he’s gonna be so pissed but he’s gonna dick you down harder. Call him weak and you’re done for, might as well save up for a new pussy.

- oral (receiving) he’s gonna sit back and relax while you do the work. Arms crossed again his chest the entire time, he’s not gonna let you know he’s enjoying himself -that’s for weak men.

- thigh kink: his favorite way to watch you get off is by riding his enormous thighs and you’re eyes have to be on him the whole time.

Black Leg Sanji:

- Praise kink (receiving) tell him what a good boy he is!

- Hand kink (giving) he only uses his hands for two things - cooking and fingering you until your juices are all over his fingers.

- Food Play (giving) he wants to feed you chocolate covered strawberries while fucking you. If you allow it, can he please lick chocolate off your nipples???

- Nipple sucking (giving) His favorite thing is to lay his head upon your lap, your fingers in his hair as he sucks on your nipples. He can cum in his pants if allowed enough time. He got mommy issues yall.

- Missionary King: he wants to see your face at all times and he wants to treat you like a Queen. And queens don’t have to lift a finger! He’s gonna take good care of you and make sure you cum first before him.

- Aftercare includes cleaning you up himself, drawing a bath for you and making sure you have enough food and water.

Trafalgar D. Water Law:

- you have to take the lead, he’s kinda shy….

- but once the ball gets rolling…he tends to be a little more assertive but polite. “Is this fine?” He’ll asks when he starts to move faster in you.

- he can’t handle how cute you look when he’s inside you that he asks if you guys can do doggy style instead. He can’t focus, so that’s his favorite position.

- he’s needy and stalks you around the ship. He won’t outright say it but he’s always down to fuck. Or maybe some foreplay? He has no problem sending you two to his room with his power, he can have you naked on his bed in seconds!

- praise kink (giving/receiving) he likes when you tell him how good he’s making you feel and in return, he will (under his breath, he’s shy!) how good you make him feel.

- aftercare includes telling you to use the restroom right after. He’s a doctor ya’ll he doesn’t want you to get a UTI. But then he’ll beckon you back to the bed because he likes to cuddle. Cuddling is mandatory for at least thirty minutes. He’s the big spoon.

Monkey D. Luffy:

- he’s a little complicated, but he’s an eager lover.

- he’s a “I need it now and I don’t care where we’re at or whose around” kinda guy. There’s been enough times where the rest of the crew has come to recognize the look in his eye and quickly leave the two of you alone.

- he likes eating…so eating you out is his favorite thing to do. His head digs into your thighs and he acts like he hasn’t eaten all day. “You taste really good!”

- praise kink (receiving/giving) tell him he’s gonna be the king of the pirates and he’ll do whatever you want. Every time you make him cum, he always is thankful and rewards you with a kiss and a pat on the head. But you tell him he needs to do more than that! He does lol

- his stamina lasts forever. He can raw dog you for hours if you allowed it but most of the time you have to beg him to finish - your body can’t handle it!

- aftercare really is just him bringing food for you and him to eat in bed. Then a really long nap, his arms wrapped around you - even if you wanted to leave, you couldn’t!

……………….

Send me more characters to headcanon!

[marksbear2]

Hi Bear!!! I hope your doing good and having a nice day. I would like to request a ftm Ghost x top male reader!! I think he will look so pretty overstimulated.

FTM- SIMON GHOST RILEY X MALE READER

Hii!! I didn’t know if you wanted a fic or Imagine so I just made Headcanons so hopefully you don’t mind!!

⚠️Warnings!! Pure smut, ftm ghost, pussy, cunt mentioned, fingering, thigh and pussyjob, trembling. Mentions dom Ghost a few times. Semi like public, anal, and more ETC.⚠️

— He was very unsure about you two having sex. He was a bit nervous but still had his guard up. He was worried that you’ll see him less of a man.

— He soon realized that it was far from the case.

— You easily get him wet, rubbing and pulling onto his clit while rubbing your free hand over his bare stomach.

— In a middle of a meeting you would sometimes bury your hand in between his legs rubbing his clothed cunt to pry an reaction out of him. 

— When he doesn’t feel like having full sex, he’d let you rub your dick up and down on his pussy. He’d squeeze his thighs together and squirm around from you thrusting and sliding your cock against his cunt.

— He’d let out deep grunts and hard breaths whenever your fingering him secretly. He tries not to be loud or draw in attention.

— He loves missionary, he loves feeling your cock pound into him. He likes being forced to look at you while you drill your cock into his cock. It drives him insane.

— He also likes doing it pinned against the wall. He tries to cover himself mouth while you drive your cock deep inside him holding his leg up against the wall.

— The first time you ate him out he was shocked. He began putty when your tongue played with his clit.

— He often doesn’t moan instead groaning and grunting, but whenever you eat him out he’s moaning and whimpering. He’s easily overstimulated whenever you eat him out. He would tug and pull your head closer to his cunt so. 

— The first time he squirted, he did it all over your cock, his mouth dropped during the process as he was moaning from the new found pleasure. You both kinda froze as with the only thing that broke the silence was Simon’s heavy breathing starting at one another.

— You would tie his legs apart and dive your face in his pussy eating it out like it was no tomorrow. He would struggle and squirm around in the restraints as he couldn’t do anything.

— He is very open to trying new things out with you. 

— He would you vibrators and dildos to please himself whenever your gone. He would smell one of your clothes while he rode the dildo.

— His secret kink is that he loves it whenever you two mutually masturbate. He would finger himself matching the pace and rhythm of you jerking off your cock.

— He still likes to be dominant and having control. 

— He’d bounce and ride your cock, he would treat you like his own personal dildo. He would edge you while he rode you pulling himself off your cock every time you were close. 

— He would be very down to fuck you with a strap.

— He would force you to only fuck with your tip. Or whenever he was in a really bad mood you’d only get to fuck his thighs. You’d be like a dog behind him humping and grinding your cock into his thighs. He loves holding power over you with his pussy.

— He would dirty talk and mock you while he held your cock as he pushed himself on and onto your tip causing you to squirm and moan.

— His other secret kink is that he is very into dry humping. He loves the feeling of your clothed hard cock grinding and thrusting into his own clothed cunt.

— He loves the feeling you cum deep inside him. Even more whenever the condom either broke or slipped off.  

— Pulling and tugging on his mask while you fuck him from behind has to be one of his favorite things. Pulling his gear while you pound your cock into him merciless while he either is standing or on his knees.

— He likes taking it while you two are in the spooning. He loves the feeling of your cock pushing into the side of him while your free hand played with his cunt. 

— Accidentally one time while he was riding you, he lost balance and took all of you inside him causing him to let out a deep and primal moan. He usually gets himself warmed up but that time he took all of you inside at once causing him to cum. He squirmed and trembled.

— Whenever you have boner he would rub his clothes cunt onto your naked bare cock. Teasing and humiliating you about your desperate and needy you are.

— You two often going at it like rabbits.

— Him sucking your cock with his mask resting above his nose while he bounced on dildo. 

— He rides your face. He looses himself to pleasure as you dig your tongue inside him. 

— He gets instantly wet whenever you just lay your cock against his pretty pussy. He gets off seeing the size of your huge cock compared to his pussy.

— When he’s too overstimulated he would sometimes cuss you out, especially whenever he’s close to cumming. His accent will get all weak and croaky.

— Whenever you two are in a secluded and hidden spot in a mission you would pull his pants a bit down and thrust your cock inside of his pussy holding his waist.

— He takes it in both holes, so he didn’t react crazy like whenever you accidentally pushed your cock in his ass. He moaned and kept told you to keep moving.

— Filling up both holes with your cum. First his pretty cunt then his other hole. You’d keep going back and forth until he’s leaking out cum from the both of them. He likes being a mess afterwards.

— He would let you fuck him deeply and roughly as he finished up paperwork. It really doesn’t distract him. 

— He gets flustered during aftercare. It surprises you since you two probably just got done doing the most nasty and porn like things. And he only just got shy from you taking care of him. 

THE END

[ashwhowrites]

No cash, no problem

Summary- Y/N can't afford to pay Eddie for the night, but he has a different payment in mind

⚠️smut- oral sex and fingering ( age gap but it's all legal )

Single milf!reader x babysitter!Eddie

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Eddie struggled to find a job, he did his dealing but he also wanted a job so Wayne could know where the money came from. But based on his appearance and reputation in the town, not many gave him the opportunity.

Then he met a stressed-out mom in a store. Way in over her head and struggling to keep her three kids in check. He helped that day and now months later, he found himself their babysitter.

Eddie adored Y/N and her kids. He met her ex, he was a total dick and a shitty dad. The kids loved him, he got along the best with the two boys. They talked about movies and video games. He got along with everyone and he had a good relationship with Y/N.

Eddie had all the kids down for bed by the time Y/N arrived. He sat on the couch as he watched the TV low. He watched as she bent over to take off her heels. She sighed deeply and ran her hand through her hair.

"Stressful night?" Eddie asked, his voice causing her to jump and turn around. A relieved smile as she noticed it was Eddie. He muted the TV as she walked over. He eyed her dress, the way her body looked amazing. Her curves are more at notice with the tightness of the material. Her perfume smelled amazing and she looked gorgeous.

"You have no idea," she groaned, she began to dig around in her purse. Eddie assumed for cash for the night.

"Tried a date, right? Complete asshole, who didn't even pay for dinner. Then doesn't drive me home so I had to take a cab," her voice got more stressed as she dug around in her purse faster. "Which now I realize I gave the last amount of my cash to the driver and now can't pay my fucking babysitter." She groaned, throwing her purse on the floor.

Eddie held back a small laugh at her mini meltdown. "It's alright, Y/N. Don't worry about it." He said.

"No! You do so much for us and deserve to be paid. I mean you got Ben an A on his project, and Kasey won't shut up about you. I think she's in love. And Jack adores you. I mean you do more than their father." She ranter, steering away from the topic. "Can I double it next time? Or I can write a check?" She struggled to find a solution and she was so frantic about it. Eddie couldn't help but watch her fall apart.

"Those are all fine. Or honestly, it can be on me. It sounds like a shitty night." Eddie offered, he stood up, his body up close next to hers. He felt his fingers inching towards her before his brain knew.

"I need a bath then I'll be fine. But I'm still paying you some way." She smiled gently at him as she touched his arm. A short way to show her affection and a promise. She went to move away but Eddie moved faster. His hand grabbed her arm, and he brought her hand up to his mouth. He watched as she froze and sucked in the air. Her mouth slightly opened.

"I think I know a way you can pay me. A slightly different method." He whispered, then he took her ring finger, one that used to have a band around, and slowly put it in his mouth. He was crossing a huge boundary and he prepared for the slap across his face. But instead, she moaned and zoned her eyes in on his mouth as he sucked her finger.

"What's that?" She whispered, her voice cracked and she coughed to try to fix it. Her eyes never left his mouth as he let her finger go with a pop.

"Let me eat," he started, yanking her arm to bring her body smack against his. She stumbled into him but he kept them in balance, "that pretty pussy, momma." He whispered against her lips.

She wasn't sure if she got drunk off her glass of wine or if Eddie was truly hitting on her. He was an attractive boy, but he was just in his twenties and she was ten years older than him. It was way too wrong to feel this turned on.

"The kids." She mumbled, turning her head to look up the stairs. Eddie grabbed her chin and brought her face against his again. His lips were right on top of hers.

"Then you'll have to be quiet then, huh?" He smirked, raising his eyebrows as he challenged her.

"But..." She trailed off. She tried to wrap her brain for an argument but she felt like her brain shut off.

"You say stop, and I'll stop. Let me make you feel good, take away your stress. Feast on you like you've never felt. Not by that loser ex-husband and not that loser from tonight." His dirty words made her submit. A little pleasure wouldn't kill her and he was of age. And based on the hardness she felt against her thigh, it was something he wanted.

She nodded and allowed his lips to smash on hers. She gasped as he slammed her against the wall and his hands immediately slipped under her dress. She moved her tongue into his mouth and her hands went in his hair. She was rough and tugged. Harder each time she heard the growling sound he made.

She moaned against his tongue as his fingers moved her underwear aside, and his fingers fucked into her. Her head fell back and his mouth latched on her neck. She cradled his head as she began to ride his fingers. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep quiet, not trying to scar her children for life.

She gripped his hair harder when his thumb rubbed her clit and his teeth sunk into her flesh.

She got her breath back when he pulled away, but her break didn't last long. He dropped to his knees and pulled her leg over his shoulder. He growled at the sight of her wet pussy, pulsing and asking for more. He didn't need the extra wetness, but he still spit right on her clit. A way to mark her as his.

She threw her hand over her mouth the second his tongue was on her clit. He knew just how to suck and flick. He made her knees shake. His fingers were back inside of her as he sucked on her clit.

Eddie loved the taste of her on his tongue. She was sweet and way better than he imagined. He couldn't deny the amount of times he thought of doing this. And the many nights he craved to taste her just like this.

He didn't care to be clean, he was messy and sloppy. His tongue moved between her folds to taste every inch, removing his fingers just to circle his tongue inside. Her body arched off the wall and he could feel her digging at his roots.

Eddie moved his tongue back up to her clit, and his fingers entered her again. He went fast and slipped in three fingers, and then slipped in a fourth one. He felt her snapping before she even made a sound. Four fingers deep as he fucked her and spelled his name with his tongue on her clit, sucking harshly at the very end as she came.

Her body slumped against the wall but he kept his mouth on her, shoving her against the wall and he held her up as he finished tasting her. She was sensitive and shaking but he made sure to lick up every single drop.

She tried to catch her breath when he gently placed her leg back on the ground, he moved her underwear back in place and pushed the underwear against her sensitive clit. She bit back the whine, the material soaked up her wetness. He pushed her dress back down and cleaned off his mouth.

He smirked as he took in her fucked off state. "no cash, no big deal."

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[grunkle-lover]

Pent up/thigh man/rough Ford (?)

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⚠️VERY NSFW MDNI!⚠️

■Not proof read bc idgaf■

♡Contains: chubby female reader, thigh kink, biting, pussy eating, overstim, kinda perv Ford, SEX!!!

♡minors, not my fault if you get traumatized♡

《Idk what happened, this ended up being like three times as long as I was planning... but oh well I guess, I think it got a little unhinged and lost a tiny bit of plot but oh well. Much more than half is just straight smut so who cares!》

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You and Ford have been together for about a year now, and he's very open with with you. Except when it came to his newfound fetish, your thighs. He couldn't take his eyes off them, all he wanted was to be crushed between them while eating you out.

Little did he know you've caught on to his staring, and have decided to silently tease him by wearing more clothes that expose your thighs.

Tonight was your one year anniversary and Ford was taking you out for a fancy dinner, you had splurged a little on a new dress yesterday that you knew he'd like.

pretty much this but with slits up both thighs and stop just before your underwear.

(mini skip)

You had just finished getting ready, and was waking down the stairs when you saw Ford standing by the front door in a suit with a matching red tie.

"Wow..." Ford looks breathless as he checks you out "you look gorgeous darling" he says unable to hide his smile.

"And you look as handsome as ever my love" you walk up to him, dusting off his shoulder and giving him a peck on the cheek.

Ford's cheeks get a dusting of pink at your actions "shall we?" He holds out his arm for you, and you take it smiling a at him as the two of you walk out to the car.

(After the date)

You had been teasing Ford throughout the date with small touches and mind games which were driving him crazy.

Once you both were inside he had locked the front door while you took off your heels. Suddenly you felt Ford's large hand on your waist pulling you backwards against his chest, and his warm breath on the back of your neck. He was leaving small kisses along your neck while his hands traveled lower to your thighs slowly hiking up your dress to expose your black lace underwear.

Ford had now turned to around so you were facing him as he slowly pushed you backwards, your lips connected with his he pressed your back against the counter.

"Do you know what you were doing to me back there?"

His voice is low and gravelly, his lips leaving small hickeys on your neck. You could feel his strained bulge against your thigh, you decide to tease some more to see how much he could take.

"Maybe, why don't you remind me"

You whisper into his ear nibbling slightly, while you grab his ass to keep him in place and rub your thigh against his growing bulge.

Ford responds immediately to your touch by stifling a moan and throwing you over his shoulder carrying you to the bedroom. He kicks the door open and practically throws you on the bed and starts undressing.

"Such a brat."

Ford mumbles as he crawls towards you now only in his boxers, he's sitting in between your thighs while he works the dress up your waist and pulls it over your head.

Ford whistles when your matching black lace underwear and bra. His hands start wandering up your waist to your upper back pulling you up into a sitting position on his lap. He groans quietly when you rub against his painfully hard dick and begins to unhook you bra while sucking on your neck.

"Need you to ride me"

Ford mumbles against your neck, his hands on your now exposed boob's pinching your nipples. You moan softly at the sensation, grinding down on his clothed bulge, your hands combing through his silver hair.

He moved so he was leaning against the head board and you were at the end of the bed. He had removed his boxers while he moved, his dick standing straight up and shaded red with a bead precum dripping down the base.

You're practically drooling at the sight as you slide your underwear down your thighs and off your legs.

"God you look sexy like that"

He blushes at your words not quite registering when you started to crawl towards him. You then place one leg on either side of his hips straddling him, and gently grabbing the base of his cock pumping slightly to spread the precum.

"Oh fuck baby, just like that"

Ford moans throwing his head back onto the pillow behind him, a six fingered hand gripping your waist. Once you've deemed him lubed up enough you lower your hips slightly and tease his overly sensitive tip through your wet folds.

Ford's eyes snap open at the feeling and a gasp escapes his lips which turns into a low drawn out moan, his hips bucking.

"Getting impatient are we?"

You tease. sucking on his neck before biting down, not hard enough to break the skin but just enough to leave a mark. Your kisses still down his neck to his chest eventually landing on his right nipple, circling it with your tongue.

The sound Ford emits is somewhere between a scream and a moan, while his hands are still on your waist. He finally lifts his head giving you a dirty look as if your playing unfair.

During all this you've been teasing his dick by rubbing your slick all over his lower half making sure he'll fit. Even after a year of being together and the countless times you've had sex, he's still just so thick that it's taken this long to be able to take him without much prep.

"Aww does is someone upset I know where youre sensitive?"

Your voice is almost mocking, but it turns him on anyway knowing that you can make him melt so quickly. Ford's getting even more needy now his hips bucking more often than before and his moans get whiner.

With a few more hickeys and some hand pumps you start to slide his tip inside your practically dripping hole. Both of you moan in sync at the feeling, and you slowly slide down farther till you have him fully stuffed inside you.

Ford's hands start wandering your body and over your stomach where there's a noticeable bulge in the shape of his dick. He presses on it causing you to moan loudly and arch your back, you're pussy squeezing around him.

"Ah my love you're so tight"

He manages to speak through his moans, his hips trying to buck into you but he's using all his strength to hold back as to not hurt you.

"If you don't move soon I'm not gonna be able to hold on much longer"

Ford's practically sweating from how much it's taking him to hold back from fucking into you like a mad man. His hands are helping your hips so tight you'll definitely be having dinner shaped bruises tomorrow.

You experimentally roll you hips causing you both to moan, and Ford's hips to buck into you which makes you gasp and grab his shoulders for support. You start a steady pase lifting about half way then gently letting back down, which was almost torture to Ford.

Despite liking slow sensual sex there are times where he's just so pent up he needs to release it somewhere, and why not into you?

Suddenly Ford loses his control and lifts you just to the tip before shoving you back down meeting you in the middle with a harsh thrust. His actions cause you to scream his name, nails digging into his shoulder muscles while all you can do now is accept your fate.

Tits bouncing and head resting in the crook of his neck, Ford fucks his rock hard dick into your pussy. Without warning Ford flips you onto your stomach and pulls your ass up into a doggy position. Holding your wrists above your head he lines back up and shoves his dick back into you hitting your deepest spot making you cum.

You're screaming his name as Ford fucks you through your orgasm, and keeps trusting with the same power. At this point you've been fucked stupid and all you can do is moan and try to move your hips back against his own.

After a few more minutes you notice Ford's thrusts start to get shallow and slower, which meant he was close to cumming. You do your best to squeeze around him and your actions don't go unnoticed, infact that was the last push he needed to spill his hot thick cum inside you.

"You did so good for me dear"

Ford says breathlessly, as he rolls you over to see your sweaty hickey covered body this sight alone makes him want to go again. He restrains himself by silently laying his head between your thighs leaving small kisses along them, and the occasional small hickey.

"Ford, what are you doing?"

Your voice is quiet and tired from your session earlier, however your hands make their way to his summer gray hair tugging slightly.

"Shh dear, let me take care of you"

Ford leaves a few more hickeys as he inches closer to your core, his hand wrapping around your hips again gently this time. Once he reaches his goal he licks a stripe from your entrance to you clit, the mixed taste of yours and his cum making him moan softly.

When he starts sucking your clit a shudder rips through your body, your pussy being overstimulated hightened your sensitivity to his touch. You start to squirm at his actions when he dips his tongue into your hole that's dripping your mixed cum.

"Taste so good"

Ford's mumbles against your pussy pulling you back to him when you try to wiggle away, he practically shoves his face into your pussy. He's now eating you out like you're his last meal and god do you love it, your hands are gripping his hair pulling him as close as possible.

The pleasure starts to build up getting closer to your orgasm, your legs start to close around Ford's head thighs pressing on either side of his head. His hands move from your waist to your thighs gripping and fondling them as he continues to eat, moaning into your sensitive pussy.

"Ford! Can't take anymore"

You practically scream as you cum on his face, your thighs having a death grip around his head. He doesn't really notice though, because he's too busy slurping up your fresh cum not caring of he suffocates between your thighs.

When your legs relax he lifts his head, his hands still on your thighs, his whole loose face is glistening with cum and saliva. He gives you a doped or face like he's gotten high of your pussy, leaning his face into your right thigh he sucks a small hickey.

"I've wanted to do that for so long my love"

He speaks like it wasn't already obvious he had some sort of fetish for your thighs. You laugh at his words smiling down at him, you squish his face with your thighs.

"Oh I know honey"

You let him go and let your legs fall flat along with the rest of your body.

"Let's get you cleaned up darlin"

(After he cleans you up)

(Aftercare king)

He had picked out your favorite pair of pajamas and made sure you wouldn't be sticky in the morning. You both were now cuddled up with each other, you being the little spoon and Ford being the big spoon, you had said your goodnights and drifted off to sleep.

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[polyestercleaner]

hello! Can i request dom Joost and sub reader with s degradation kink?

Thanks for the request >U<♡

|Summary:You had an argument with joost and instead of leaving you end up fucking.

|Content Warning⚠️: P in v, fingering, degrading, joost being a little rough on reader. Argument turns to sex if that's not your thing.

You've never been good at controlling your anger or your pain. Always letting those tears slip past your eyes when you couldn't make someone know what you feel, when you realize that maybe, no one will ever get you. "I thought you'd be there." You've asked joost to come by to hang out with you,

you wanted to show him some cool stuff You've done for your work. But instead he ditched you and went out with his friends. You felt hurt. Rightfully so. "Oh come on I'm sorry it's just... I mean is it that big of a deal schat?" He never raises his voice at you. Never. But tonight you felt like if you tried to get your point across any further he's gonna snap. And you won't like it. He never hits you.

Ever that's not who he is and it never will be. But he does get pissed much like any other person. You cross your arms as you walk towards your bed, sitting down as you look at him. He's starring at you, standing with a confused expression. He shrugs. "So what now your just gonna be pissed forever? I'm tired of this. I'm tired of you-I mean. I just can't right now" your eyes go wide as you register what he says. "Come again?" "NOT like that.You know that. I just don't get how it's a big deal."

You scoff at him. He's so ignorant sometimes you just wanna punch him. "I've never missed your concerts or when you get an award. I know im not at as high status as you, but I still achieve stuff." He groans as he turns away from you. "Oh fuck off here we go again with the status" your tears continue to fall as you grip the sheets underneath you.

How could he. You got up, walking towards him. Forcing him to look at you. He hates to see you cry and you know that. He rolls his eyes. But you knew he meant that as a way to get his eyes off of you. "Whats wrong with you" "Listen I AM sorry but I'm just trying to understand you here? How can I fix this ja? What's up whats going on I just don't get you sometimes." Anger is expressed in many forms, and you've been there in every form. Punching things. Yelling. Screaming and crying into a pillow.

But you've never done this. You pull him by his shirt and kissed him, your lips and his attached as you made out with him, he hesitated for a minute before kissing you back. Usual kisses with joost are soft, their sweet and sensual. But this was a kiss of pure hunger and anger. Your hands roamed his shirt as you helped him pull it off, exposing his chest as he slowly pushed you back towards the bed, shoving you ontop of it as he watched you quickly take off your skirt and shirt, your bra following along leaving you in thigh highs and your panties.

He hovered over your body as you made out on the bed. His mouth traveled everywhere on your body. Your neck. Your tits. Lapping at your nipple as he gently puts pressure with his teeth. You gasp as you both continue eating away at eachother roughly, "let me show you how sorry I am. Being all fussy and rude." He shoved your panties to the side before teasing your pussy with a finger, "wet enough for me yeah? You slut. All that fighting got you this horny? You like seeing me pissed? God your pathetic"

His words got to you. Making you even wetter by the second You groaned in response to the feeling of his finger sinking into your pussy, another finger following along, his pace was harsh and fast, his fingers long enough to hit that little sweet spot you never seem to reach to. You whimpered as you threw your head back, your hand grabbing at his wrist, you weren't pulling him off, you just wanted to feel a bit of his flesh since he was hovering over you. Simply watching with amusement.

"Your all gooey on the inside, need my cock inside of you liefde? Yeah?" You nodded quickly as you continued whimpering out his name in such a needy manner, your hips rolling to gain friction each time u felt his fingers slam fully inside of you. "Close.. m'close" you whimpered as joost kept starring at you. Nodding before speaking up. "Yeah? So close right? You wanna cum? You wanna cum around my fingers? Well..." your eyes widen as you felt him pull out of you. Leaving you empty as you watched him unbuckle his pants. "W-wha..." he smirked at the dumbfounded look you had on your face. He pushed himself between your legs before shoving his cock inside of you, joost usually gives you time to adjust.

To take in his features but neither of you were up for that. You tried your best to hold back your moan. If he was gonna tease you this way you were gonna atleast try to aswell.. he looked at you confused. A stiffled whimper leaving and he could immediately tell what you were doing. "Whatever your doing it won't work, you know how much I make you feel good. Just accept it. That's what you get for acting like a cunt."

You didn't care how much he insulted you. You loved every bit of it and you knew he didn't mean it, he knew it aswell. He gripped your hips before slamming his cock into you. His pace rough and harsh as you continued to try and stiffle your moans, "Let's see how well you hold up." He continued pounding into you. You threw a hand to your mouth as you stiffled the noises that urged to come out.

Letting a whimper slip by every now and then but ofcourse it wasn't pleasant enough as hearing your noises loudly. He frowned at you. Watching as you continued to try your best to tease him back. Whatever your technique was it was failing. You squint one eye shut as you suddenly felt joost pull out and slam back inside of you,

skin against skin noises echoing through the room. That was enough to break you. You let out the loudest and most lwedest moan you've ever let out. Shrieking as he began laughing at what you did.

"God you just never fail to be pathetic sometimes schat" he kissed your forehead before placing his hands underneath your arms and pulling you into a gentle hug as he grunts in your ear. You on the other hand, lost it all. All you could think of was joost. You couldn't even be mad anymore. He continued fucking you as you felt your orgasm approaching you.

You shrieked and whimpered like your life depended on it. Suddenly with a string of "Ah! Ah!" Noises you felt him cum inside of you, your orgasm taking over you, everything flashing white as you let out a pathetic helpless whimper. Your clit pulsing and burning as you held joost. "Dont let go...wait" you held him as he panted into your ear.

You heard him gently speak. "I'm sorry.. really liefde. I promise I'll be with you when you need or want me next time." You nodded. Shutting your eyes closed as you both took in eachothers embrace. Panting and grunting as he slowly pulls out of your pussy....

|THANKS FOR THE REQUEST YHEHE O_O

[luvie-42]

Plush Thighs: Toji x Reader

ᥫ᭡💋its abt time i write of this handsome dilf 😔

ᥫ᭡⚠️WARNINGS: Biting, pussy eating, ass spanking, slick mention, smut below line.

~ ᥫ᭡🩷CONTEXT: Toji loves readers thighs!

ᥫ᭡🎀 MINORS DNI

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-Where could he start?

-All of you was practically perfect for a man like him, he loved and desired you almost every second off every day. He sometimes wondered what he did in his past life to deserve you.

-The calloused hands rub over your flesh, his shaggy hair tickling the base of your thighs, his head resting on your stomach with both thighs on his shoulders.

-He didn’t wanna leave here, it was equivalent to two soft, lush pillows wrapped around his head. His eyes flutter, day dreaming and most likely about you.

-You look from your phone, smiling lightly at the sight below you, you move a hand down, raking your fingers through his hair, earning a purr like noise from him.

-You look back at your phone for only three seconds, feeling a sudden sharp pain on your right thigh, looking down at your mischievous boyfriend who has a chunk of your fat against his lush lips, the scar on the corner of his mouth turns up, a smirk playing his lips. “Too rough, doll?” He coos, giving your thigh a light swat.

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-You gasp and sigh, gripping the sheets tight, feeling the sensation of his skilled tongue catching all of your slick dripping from your hole.

-One hand holds your hip gently, the other holding your thigh and occasionally smacking your plump ass. “Don’t ‘cha try runnin’ from me baby…” He says muffled, landing a wet kiss mixed with your fluid on your thigh before going back to work.

-“Tojiii… ‘M close..” You whine out, fisting his hair lightly. “Go on dolly.” He instructs, you obediently cum on his tongue, letting him swallow it all down.

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-You sleep secure in your boyfriends arms, your head snug in his chest with your limbs attached around his torso. The familiar feeling of those calloused hands rubbing in an up and down motion from your ass to your thighs, grasping them every once in a while.

-He’d never let you leave, he’d try pay rent, or pick up Megumi from school, and even wash the sheets after fucking you dumb.

-Anything just to have you in his arms and those thighs in his hands at the end of the day…▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

mfmgmgmfmmggm giggling n kicking my feet at my our big tiddy dilf who can’t pay child support

[ariestrxsh]

🖤 content warning: 🖤 smut, blackmail, establishment of safe word, begging, teasing, humiliation, degradation, praise, eating pussy, fingering, heavy BDSM, choking, slapping, spitting, knife play (kinda), leash play, dacryphilia, rough face fucking, facial, rough unprotected sex, creampie, mean!roughdom!chris, i think that's it?

🖤 author's note: 🖤 this is part two of closer, and you can read part one here. just a reminder to practice BDSM safely.

⚠️ don't use belts as leashes, please. it's so dangerous. it's only included in the story bc i figured it was more believable for chris to have a belt on him at work rather than a BDSM grade collar and leash. ⚠️

🖤 summary: 🖤 your manager chris has given you an ultimatum: either he outs you to your boss at work for giving away free expensive drinks or he gets to use all of your holes.

closer part two

You felt goosebumps arise all over your body as his lips brushed against your earlobe, his words leaving you with an insatiable need for him.

You couldn't believe the choices Chris had presented you with. Basically, either get fired or let him use you however he wanted. What was even more unbelievable was how turned on you were by being blackmailed by your manager. You bit your lip to hold back a smirk. Option number two was becoming more and more desirable to you the longer Chris teased you in subtle but effective ways.

"Chris.. the cameras," you whispered, pointing up at the camera in the corner of the office that got a view of the whole room. "Trust me, sweetheart. The one in here doesn't work," Chris looked into your needy eyes. Your expression softened, and you became overcome by lust. It was the perfect excuse to give into your desires for him without letting him know how desperately you wanted him.

"The second option," you whispered. "What was that, princess? Speak up," Chris ordered you, pushing you up against the door. "Second option," you cleared your throat and spoke a little louder. "Tell me what you want," Chris taunted you. "I want you to use me," you confidently told him, looking into his eyes, disgusted with yourself.

He grabbed your wrists, forcing them above your head and rolling his hips into yours while you let out a soft whine. A few tears of humiliation formed and stung as they fell and rolled down your cheeks.

"Naughty little slut," he smirked, his soft lips melding into yours. His kiss was gentle, but dominant at first. His tongue begged for entrance into your mouth, and you allowed it. His kiss slowly became rough, more demanding, and merciless. He took you between his teeth, nibbling on your sensitive, pouty lips and leaving them bruised and swollen.

His left hand fell into your hair, and you moaned as he grabbed ahold of it, yanking it down to reveal your throat to him. His mouth moved to your neck, biting and sucking on your sensitive spots while he pushed up the hem of your skin-tight black t-shirt with his right hand.

He took in the sight as he pulled up your top to reveal your lacy black bra you had on underneath that showcased your voluptuous breasts beautifully. "Look at these," he groaned, leaning down and teasing your tits with his teeth through the fabric.

He pulled your shirt off over your head and reached behind you, unhooking your bra with one swift movement. He delighted in the way they bounced around as he set them free. You chewed on your lip and watched as he bit, kissed, licked, and sucked on your breasts. You couldn't believe you were letting Chris do this to you, and even more than that you couldn't believe how thoroughly you were enjoying his tongue flickering across your hardening nipples while his blue eyes were locked on yours.

"Such a little slut, aren't you? I bet you're dreaming about what else I can do with my mouth," he moaned against your bosom, and you threw your head back against the door, confirming his suspicions.

He unfastened your belt and pulled it swiftly from your waist through each loop in your waistband. "Turn around," he sternly stated through gritted teeth. He slowly pulled your jeans down, revealing your ass. You stood in front of him, wearing nothing but your black thong.

Without warning, he delivered a harsh whip across your left cheek with the belt, and his cock twitched at the surprised yelp that passed through your lips. He whipped you a few more times, eliciting a few more pleasured sounds from you.

Your stomach turned as you felt him fasten the belt around your wrists. "Try to get out of it," he smirked. You tugged at the belt, trying to pull yourself free, but he had synched you in well. Neither the belt nor your wrists budged.

"Good," Chris chuckled behind you into your ear, sending excited shivers down your spine. "I'm a bit of a sadist, but I'm not a monster. I want you to enjoy this, so let's establish a safeword first. Just say red light if I get too rough with you, and I'll stop, and there will be no consequences," he promised you.

You couldn't wait for Chris to use you to your limits, and honestly, you didn't think you had any for him.

"Turn around," he ordered you again. He fell to his knees in front of you as you faced him, his mouth watering as he parted your legs and propped your knee up on his shoulder. His gaze left your eyes and fell between your thighs. He hooked his two fingers into the black lace and pulled your panties to the side.

"So pretty and pink and all wet for me," he snickered, running his long, thin finger along your slit. You moaned in delight as he gently toyed with your clit. "Such a whore, letting me have you any way I want," he grinned up at you while he tore the flimsy fabric of your underwear with his bare hands, causing your eyes to widen.

He slipped his two fingers into your pussy. "You're disgusting," you whimpered while he pumped back and forth, getting them all wet. You bit your lip as he picked up the pace and leaned in to take your swollen bud into his mouth. His tongue fluttered around on your favorite spot while you tried to keep your composure. He closed his lips down around on it and softly moaned against it, sending a vibration through you and making your legs weak.

"It's hard for you to be an uptight bitch while I'm eating you, isn't it?" He snickered. His comments made you even wetter. "At least you know how to use your mouth and your fingers, or else you'd be completely useless," you hissed back, throwing your head back against the door.

You wanted to reach down and tug on his hair, but with your arms restrained, all you could do was roll your hips forward into his tongue. He gently nibbled on your clit, causing you to whine some more beneath his commanding mouth.

Before you could get too comfortable enjoying the feeling of his fingers penetrating you and his tongue running along your sensitive nerve endings, he pulled away and stood up. "Get on your knees, bitch," he ordered you, his eyes filled with darkness and desire as he delivered a nice, hard slap across your face. You cried out in delight.

You kneeled down, arms bound behind your back, looking up at the glorious man before you. He leaned down and grabbed your jaw with one hand, and with the other hand, he shoved his fingers down your throat, the same fingers he'd just had inside of you, forcing you to taste yourself.

He removed his shirt, and as you admired his build, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it off through his belt loops. Then he took his belt and began to synch it around your neck. "What are you doing?" You asked as he pulled it tight and fastened it. "Whatever I want," he casually responded.

He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight. You'd never been with a man as big as him before. His perfect mushroom tip stared back at you. "Open up, little slut," Chris barked at you while he grabbed ahold of the belt, using it as a leash.

First he spit in your mouth, laughed at how pathetic you looked, and then he sunk his cock into you. Once his length disappeared behind your lips, he let out a delicious sound. He tugged on your leash even harder until his swollen tip was hitting the back of your throat, causing you to make gagging sounds that made Chris melt.

"That's it. Choke on my big cock, you little whore," he rasped, thrusting his hips back and forth and using the belt around your neck to anchor him. You secretly loved having Chris treat you like nothing more than a collection of holes for him to use.

Due to the extreme force he was using when he fucked your face, more tears started streaming down your face, smearing your makeup. "So pretty when you're crying for me," he groaned, staring down longingly at you.

The sounds that poured from his lips were intoxicating. You could practically feel his pleasure through him while you delighted in his guttural moans and the expressions of lust and greed overcoming his face. You'd never seen Chris so passionate about anything before, and you found it so hot.

"Good fucking girl. Letting me use your pretty little mouth," Chris cooed, pounding your throat. The belt around your neck was the perfect accessory. It was tight enough to restrict your breathing just barely, but not so tight that it was hurting you, and you loved the way Chris was yanking you around with it.

Chris pushed himself into your throat all the way and held you there for a few minutes, delighting in how well you took his cock. "Atta girl, princess," he whimpered, fucking your face harder and gripping your makeshift leash tighter. His thrusts became messy, jagged, and uncontrolled before he pulled himself out of your mouth.

He admired a string of saliva hanging from the head of his cock that was still connected to your lips. "Stick out your tongue, princess. Gonna cum," Chris began fervently jerking himself off until his load shot out on you, painting your face and leaving a mess on your tongue that you eagerly stuck out for him.

He didn't stop until he milked every last drop from his cock while his groans filled the air. "Pretty girl. All covered in me," he delighted in how you looked. You felt dirty, having him finish on your face, but you secretly loved it.

He admired you for a few minutes before using his shirt to wipe the cum from you. Then Chris was pulling you to your feet by the leash. "Come on, angel. We're nowhere near done," he asserted, yanking you around like a disobedient dog.

He spun you around and bent you over the desk with your wrists still tied behind your back and the belt wrapped around your neck that he gripped tightly to hold you up. He teased your wet folds with his swollen, sensitive tip while you waited in anticipation, a few desperate moans escaping your mouth. "I get it now. You hate me so much, because you want me," Chris speculated.

"Bullshit," you whined while Chris' cock hovered right at the entrance of your hole. "You could've said our safe word the second we started. But you didn't, because I think you wanted to get fucked by me," he snickered. You didn't respond. You had only just admitted to yourself tonight that you really wanted to fuck Chris. You couldn't admit it to the man himself.

"Chris.. please," you begged. "Please what?" He smirked, still taunting you. "Please put it in," you quietly asked. "How bad do you want it?" He responded smugly. "You really gonna make me beg for it?" You inquired, sounding more annoyed and desperate by the second.

"You know, I changed my mind. I think I've had enough fun. I won't tell the boss man, and you don't have to fuck me," he sneered at you while he removed the tip from your opening. "What?" You asked, sounding extremely disappointed. "Unless you want me to fuck you," Chris whispered into your ear from behind you.

"Chris, I'm fucking begging you. Please put it in," you pleaded with him, completely humiliated at how pathetic you sounded. "Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you," Chris chuckled. "Fuck Chris. I want you to fuck me so bad. I'll do anything," you cried out, your pussy aching and needing to be filled.

"Good girl. That's all you had to say," Chris cooed before roughly shoving his cock into your wet cunt, and he wasted no time before thrusting into you hard and fast. You responded with a delighted squeal at how he perfectly filled you up and how he found your gspot immediately and with ease.

You reveled in the moans that poured from Chris' mouth while he used you however he pleased. "So tight," he managed to whisper. "Chris, you treat my pussy so good," you whimpered. You absolutely hated boosting his ego, but you couldn't help the words that slipped past your lips while in the throes of ecstasy.

Every time he slammed into you, the head of his cock rutted up against your cervix, sending waves of pleasure through your core. "Such a naughty girl. Begging me to fuck your dripping wet pussy," Chris growled, loving how it felt and sounded every time he thrusted into you, the way he was stretching you out while you squelched around his girth.

He was surprised at how wet he made you and how much you liked the way he was treating you. "You must fucking love this. Juiciest pussy I've ever had," He growled, yanking the belt around your neck again while you uncontrollably whimpered and writhed beneath him.

"I wanna see your pretty face," he breathlessly told you, unfastening the belt from around your wrists and pulling out of you long enough to turn you onto your back. Your arms were so sore, and it felt like a breath of fresh air to have them set free again. He loosened the belt around your neck, but he didn't remove it because he loved the way it looked.

Your parted lips were bruised and swollen, your bedroom eyes were red from crying, and your dried mascara was streaked down your cheeks. "Fuck, you look so fucking gorgeous," Chris whispered while he reached into the top desk drawer beneath you and pulled out a fancy letter opener, the metal catching in the light.

He took the object and started tracing your jawline with it, running it along your collar bones, and dragging it down to your breasts. He gently grazed your nipples with the cold metal, and you sharply inhaled while goosebumps covered your body from head to toe.

He traced a line with it down your rib cage and then your stomach. He skipped over your heat, running the edge along the insides of your thighs, teasing you relentlessly. He set the tool on the desk and stuck his cock back into your hole, watching intently as your pussy graciously swallowed his pink tip.

He reached up, grabbing ahold of your full head of hair and tugging on it while he drilled you. He fucked you nice and rough, breaking you while you moaned his name over and over again with your eyes rolled back into your head. "So fucking pathetic. You'd let me do anything to you, huh?" Chris cooed, slapping you across the face a few times.

He loved how well you took everything he wanted to do to you, and he fucked you harder and faster as you both neared the finish line. "Fuck, princess. I can't take it. I'm gonna cum in that sweet pussy of yours," Chris whimpered, fucking you mercilessly as you started to cry again due to all the overstimulation.

"Fill me up," you begged through your tears. "Good girl. Keep crying for me," Chris whispered in a rasp as he pulled on your hair harder. "Fuck! Chris!" You screamed as the knot in your stomach snapped while a familiar sensation devoured you.

Your pussy started rhythmically clenching around his girth at the same time that his cock twitched inside of you, intensifying his orgasm and leaving you full of his mess. Your legs shook and your core tightened while you finished onto him, and as he drew out the last few seconds of his sweet release, he watched his seed spill out of you and onto the desk as he delivered a few final thrusts.

"Oh, that's it," he smirked, looking down at the collaborative artwork you'd made. Both of your fluids mixed together, coating Chris' length and decorating your hole. He loved that despite how much you hated him earlier, he still had you screaming his name and creaming on his dick.

"Good girl," Chris whispered, slowing his thrusts way down until he pulled out of you, watching even more of his essence leak from your slick sex. "My little fuck doll," Chris whispered breathlessly, running his thumb across your pretty, beaten lips.

"Wow," was all you could manage to get out as you looked at him wide-eyed and panting. You'd never admit it, but Chris was the best fuck of your life, and you didn't have to say it out loud, because he already knew. The way your body reacted to his touch had said it all for you, and he looked down at you with his ego pumped up even more than before.

He removed the belt from your neck, assessing the bruises he'd left on you, relishing in how he'd marked you and made you all his. He put his pants back on and almost his shirt until he chuckled, remembering it was covered in his cum, and he helped you back into your clothes.

He walked through the empty bar with you shirtless and came with you to the bathroom to help you clean the left over make up off your face.

After the two of you locked up, he walked you out to your car, his cum-stained shirt slung over his shoulder. As he was leaning in through your rolled down window, he reached into his pocket. "Oh, I almost forgot. Professor's phone number," Chris slipped you the napkin, and you'd forgotten as well.

"Thanks," you responded, narrowing your eyes at him and smiling as you snatched it from his hand. He was a little jealous you still even wanted it. "Make sure you give me a call when that pompous asshole leaves you unfinished, and I'll come close the deal for you," he winked at you, caressing your pretty face. You rolled your eyes playfully at him, but you secretly loved his words.

He watched you pull out of the parking lot and onto the main road, and once your car was out of view, Chris slipped back into the store.

He collected the footage from the camera in the office he'd lied to you about being broken, stealing the evidence of the rough fuck the two of you had shared, so he could play it back and enjoy the special time you guys had together anytime he wanted.

He'd never put it on the internet or show it to anyone, but he'd never dream of letting such a beautiful video go to waste when he could keep it for himself and get off to it again and again.

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[omkookie]

⌕ Birthday with Mammon

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, kind of size kink, cum kink, oral. PIV

"Happy Birthday, MC." Mammon hums as he kisses your thigh. His lips latch onto your soft skin, gently sucking and leaving a trail of marks. His large hands grope your tits, and he buries his face is into your pussy.

You squirm as his tongue runs over your clit, your legs trembling around his head.

"Already so wet." He remarks, running his tongue up your pussy, "And so turned on for me" His usual grin is on his face, the corners of his lips turned up smugly. He looked like he was enjoying his favorite meal, sucking and licking between your legs.

His erection was so hard it was begining to feel painful. Still, he ignored it for you, until you reached for his horn, pulling his head up to kiss him.

"Mammon, I want you to fuck me already" you huff after the kiss, pulling away from him to nip at his Adam's apple.

"Are you sure you're ready for me?" He asks, his deep voice sending pleasant shivers up your spine.

How sweet of him. He was still checking if you're ready, even after he'd been eating you out for the last 20 minutes.

He slipped a finger into you as if to check whether you've loosed up, and you nodded at him, "Mhm"

He kissed your lips before unbuckling his belt, stroking his cock and watching how your eyes hungrily stared at him.

Mammon felt his face heat up, his cock throbbing in his hand as he lined it up with your entrance, pushing its big head into you as he rubbed your clit.

"My lovely master..." He rasps out, pushing inside inch by inch.

Despite how ready you are, you still feel the stretch, your eyes almost rolling to the back of your head because of the sensation. Mammon was filling you up, and rubbing your clit. You clutched his horn, squeezing it tightly.

Something wet fell on your face, almost like a drop of rain. When you looked up, you could see his horn was wet. As you continued to squeeze his horn, More of the sticky white fluids dribble down onto your cheek, and you raise your head to lick them.

"...so fucking good. Mammon, keep going" you moan, feeling him slam his hips into yours. His cock hitting all the right places to make you feel good.

Mammon groaned, his face flushed red as you licked his horn. He pulled his hips back before thrusting them forward, watching as you mewled under him.

His fingers dig into your soft hips, feeling your tight walls clench around him with every thrust.

"You feel so good" He moans into your ear.

He kisses your lips again, his body pressing into yours as he ejaculates inside you, filling you up with all his cum.

He thrusts into you a few more times, making sure you're all filled up before he gives you a sweet look and says, "Happy birthday, Master"

You watch as his cock disappears back into you, and It's so fucking hot. His massive cock fucking you, Mammon stuffing you with his cum.

Best birthday present.

You melt against his body, wrapping your arm around his neck as you kiss him, "Thank you"

[creepypasta65]

Hi I saw your ej eating out fem reader and was wondering if you can do Toby eating out fem reader?? pls and thanks

Thanks for the request :)

⚠️Warning NSFW content⚠️

Toby eating out Fem Reader:

Toby loves eating pussy.

He is very sloppy when eating pussy and drools a lot because of his gash. Usually, he puts a towel underneath because of how messy it gets.

He loves gripping your hips and ass when he's eating you out.

Toby is obsessed with how you taste and the noises you make when he's eating your pussy. Please don't hold any noises cause all the noises are a reassurance of how good he's doing.

He loves sucking your clit and rolling his tongue over your clit.

Toby gets so horny when you squeeze his head with your thighs or pull his hair, he loves it.

Toby overstimulates you until your legs are shaking.

He loves making you squirt and tasting all your juices.

Toby loves giving praises every time you cum. He will say things like, "Good job love, you did so well", "Please suffocate me with your thighs", "Your pussy juice taste so good", and "Please clench on my tongue, love".

Toby also loves leaving bite marks and hickeys around your inner thighs.

Have a nice day :)

[jojikawa]

Beauty and the Beast

art by ilameys

-Part One-

⚠️: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT ♥ Manhandling, Slight body horror descriptions, descriptions of blood, himbo!doppelgänger!Francis Mosses, Yandere Behavior, Mentions of Stalking, sexualization of the female MC by Fake Francis, double SMUT(CNC and consensual separately =), and monster cock, Shibari

I write for free, but if you wanna further support me > Ko-Fi 🎀

Care for typos!

Francis decided he wanted to take things slow with you. He heard through the grapevine that your encounter with a doppelgänger was more than just a simple attack. He heard that it had violated you. Now you were being moderated by the D.D.D. It wasn’t his fault but he still felt bad and used those feelings of guilt to be good to you.

The man was kind enough to take you to the local dress store so that you could pick out something new as a gift from him. You were worried that your incident with the doppelgänger would make you less desirable to Francis. At some point, you’d have to tell him that the creature took the form of him.

“Here, let me.”

You felt the presence of a large man behind you. He tugged the back of your dress, straightening it so that he could zip up the new dress. You couldn’t help but blush at the contact. This is the closest the two of you had ever been. Years went by, and you could only meet him at your door or neighborhood events. Now, he was in your dressing room, touching your body.

Wait—touching your body…?

You felt his hand lingering on your back, slowly traveling lower and lower…

“Excuse me~!” You whipped around to face him. He was as red as a tomato with a surprised look. “You haven’t even gotten me a drink yet!” You joked cutely. It wasn’t common for a woman to be forward the way you were, but you often got away with a lot of things because of your pretty privilege.

“S-Sorry, I was just straightening the fabric.” His rather deep voice was quite adorable when he was flushed. Your grin widened. It felt best to help him move things along…just a bit.

You stepped closer to him, grabbing both of his arms and ushering him to place them on your waist. He obeyed, wrapping his large hands around your midsection and pulling you closer.

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” You brought your bodies close enough to touch. Francis didn’t say a word. You could tell that he was rather shy, but he didn’t seem to be rejecting you.

You stood on your toes to place a kiss on his lips. His hands traveled from your waist to your ass, lifting you so that you wouldn’t need to try as hard to reach him. The contact made you gasp and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. 

You moaned at how aggressive he was, your voice sending blood rushing to his cock. You immediately felt him grow and his hard dick brushed against your leg. Your thigh touched it, causing him to react even more to the situation. 

Francis let go of you and broke away from the kiss. “Not here.” He said, quickly remembering that the two of you were in a public dressing room. 

At first, you were confused but your face quickly lit up when you realized what was about to happen.

The milkman took you by your hand, leading you out of the clothing store and bringing you to his car. You didn’t acknowledge it earlier, but he had a newer model. Perhaps, being a milkman paid well.

Just a month ago, you had felt as if you had no chance with this man. You thought that despite being the ideal woman a man desired, you simply weren’t his type. It got to a point where you felt as though you were bland. Men were easy to you. Always. When they saw how pretty you were, they’d easily fold and become easy to read but because everything was so easy, reading a man like Francis was hard.

But here you were, straddling him in the driver's seat of his car. The man was pretty timid but he knew what he wanted and he wanted you.

You ground your pussy on his bulge. You bit your lip and hummed at the sensation. You wanted to look as attractive as possible and your panties quickly became wet. Although he was hungry, he was really gentle. He left wet kisses on your collarbone, going up to your neck and face. His hands tugged at the thin fabric of your dress, threatening to tear it if he were too rough.

Your nipples hardened and you squeezed your eyes shut. Words couldn’t describe how happy you were right now. All the pining paid off. But it was just more than sex. The marks and bruises left by Franz were still there and Francis didn’t think any less of you. He still loved you all the same. Such traits are rare among men these days.

You felt his hand slip under your dress. His fingers grazed themselves over your damp fabric.

Snap!

“F-Francis?” You ceased your movements and looked him in the eye. Your face was hot with pleasure and embarrassment. He looked somewhat surprised as well. “I-I’ll buy you new ones.”

He used his strength to tear the fabric of your bottoms under your dress. His forwardness took you aback but it turned you on even more. His being quite unsure of himself only added to his attractiveness. It made you want to guide him. 

“Of course,” You licked your lips. “And I want a new pair of shoes as well.” You chirped, happily. Your hands were already resting on his chest. They traveled down and you made the mental note that you hadn’t seen him in anything else but his work clothes until today…but he still decided to wear a white T-shirt. White suited him well.

Your free hand tugged at his trousers. You were ready to finally have him. “Are you sure?” You heard him say with uncertainty but his actions communicated otherwise. He helped you free his cock from his pants. You didn’t know why but you thought of Franz and how big he was. You were grateful that Francis has a normal size—no, above average size.

His tip was shiny with precum, it was already smeared on the abdomen of your newly purchased dress.

“I am sure.” You reassured him. “If you want, I can lead.” You offered. You felt him squirm beneath you. How long has it been since he was with a woman?

He shook his head. “No, it’s fine.” He told you. “I just don’t want to mess this up.” His face was as red as a tomato and his eyes were filled with lust.  Your face grew warmer. He could be so hot without trying. You eased yourself and allowed him to take control.

You felt Francis’ hand creep up behind your neck while the other subtly slipped up your dress. You didn’t even know until you felt his palm and fingers gripping your plump ass cheek. Upon taking you in his hand, he bit his lip, jiggling your ass meekly. His cock pulsated and leaked from the tip due to his actions. You blushed too, your panties getting wet from being touched in such a way.

“F-Francis—Mmm…” His large hand guided you down to his lips, silencing you in the prettiest way. His kisses were short and hurried, it seemed like he was more concerned at feeling you up from the back. In the midst of it all, he pulled and tugged at your bottoms until he was able to pull them to the side. You grabbed his dick and pushed it between your lips. You almost jumped when you felt his warm tip in your folds. 

“Mm!” You tried to pull away but his grasp on the back of your neck wouldn’t let you move as freely as you desired. His tongue forced its way inside, exploring the warm, wet cavern that was your mouth. You have no idea how many times he’s imagined doing this to you. A part of Francis thought that this was a dream. One that he didn’t want to wake up from.

When Francis pulled away, you saw how his breath hitched. His skin flushed red while he huffed for air because of all the kissing. 

His hand moved from the back of your neck to your hips. He liked the way you felt on top of him. Your sexes were so close that he could probably slip his dick inside without you even realizing it at first.

“(y/n), let me put it inside.” He muttered, lowly. It almost made you laugh. Was he still asking for consent this far in? What a gentleman. “Franci—“ You opened your mouth to speak but his muttering continued.

“Please, please please, let me put it in. I want to feel you.”

Your abdomen burned with delight.  You never thought you’d be able to get Francis of all people to beg to fuck you. Having his attention made you feel sexy.

“Of course, my love.” You smiled attractively before having your pelvis brutally slammed down on his cock. The way he entered you was so perfect. He was just the right size for you.

You began to take part with him, moving your hips on his groin as best as you could. All he could do was moan your name, not caring that at any moment someone could hear him and know exactly what you were doing to him.

“Franc–ah!” You pleasured yourself on his cock and you could feel yourself heating up. Your juices mixed, causing the slick to drip from inside of you onto his pelvis. It was so close to getting on his clothes.

“Mmm.” You hummed in delight. “Just like that.”

At that moment, it felt like the two of you were perfect for each other. You couldn’t believe how reserved he always was with you and it was so much to the point where you didn’t even think he liked you. Now, here he was, fucking into you like a dog in heat, moaning your name like the two of you weren’t still in public. The riskiness made things so much better!

“Fuck, I’m gonna c-cum, sweetheart!” His voice was so delightful! The way he squirmed underneath you was so satisfying.

“Go on then~ Cum for me.” You leaned forward so that your torsos touched. Your nose brushed his and his warm breath hit your face. “Just make sure to pull—”

A rush of his liquid filled you up and painted your walls.

Out.

In one large motion, Francis slammed into you, forcing you to stay on his cock whether you wanted to or not. A warm feeling filled your hole so much that it leaked from your womb, down his shaft, and onto both of your clothes. It made you climax as well. You rode your high and tried to push yourself off of him to get him to pull out but your legs were too weak from the sexual activity.

The next few minutes that followed were awkward, to say the least.

You were sitting in the passenger seat of his car again, feeling the leftover cum pooling inside of your panties. You hadn’t spoken a word since the two of you finished but you could tell that Francis was getting a bit antsy.

You had occupied yourself by looking out the window as he drove. Through the reflection, you could see him glance at you from time to time as if he wanted to speak but was too nervous to. 

The two of you were almost at your apartment when he finally gained the courage to address the elephant in the room.

“I-I’m sorry for, uh, finishing inside of you like that.” He muttered quickly. You raise your hands slightly. “Oh no! It was just a heat of the moment thing, I understand—“

“If you get p-pregnant, you know, I can provide for you…”

Your heart clenched. You’d hate for your motherhood to begin because of some split-second decision to have sex but you’ve been pining after Francis for the better part of a few years. 

The car came to a slow and what awaited to the side of you was your apartment complex. You only blinked, a delayed response just on the tip of your tongue. How would you be able to tell him that you could already be pregnant…?

“…I’d like that very much.” A subtle blush warmed your cheeks. Your brain made you feel better by imagining what it would be like to start a family with him. He was a father of one already so he should be familiar with being a husband and parent.

Your expression caused him to blush as well. You felt like a teenager again, doing risky things like sex in a car with your long-time crush. 

Francis informed you that he had planned to take his daughter and some of her friends from school to the carnival. You wished that you could’ve accompanied him but it might’ve been too awkward with the daughter of his ex-wife.

Upon exchanging a kiss goodbye, you exited his vehicle and went to check yourself in so that you could rest. The new attendant was a young man that you hadn’t seen before. He seems to enjoy his job regardless. You submitted your paperwork and you were quickly identified as the real deal.

It wasn’t the first time but you couldn’t help but get the looming feeling of being watched every time you had gotten to your door. When you reach for your doorknob, you can still feel the huge figure of Franz standing behind you. It was like you were still experiencing that horrible tragedy…

Even if it felt good.

You mentioned it to your therapist immediately and she just told you that the trauma would linger a while longer since it was so fresh.

You entered your home, quickly making your way to your room to change out of your clothing and freshen up in the bathroom. Post-sex self-care is extremely crucial for a high-value woman like yourself. There was nothing you could do if you were pregnant but cleaning up did make you feel better.

Now, all that was left was to cook yourself dinner and begin planning your next week with Francis.

Yet, those thoughts of happiness left your mind when you caught a glimpse of red in your peripheral vision. You hadn’t noticed it when you came in but now it was painfully obvious that something was terribly wrong.

As you began to approach the doorway that led to your kitchen, you ended up slipping on something wet. The force pulled your legs from under you, causing you to fall on your bottom but before you could actually hit the ground—you were caught.

When you registered what was going on, you saw that your savior had glowing eyes, pale skin, and brown hair. His white attire was covered in a very red substance that made you fall. The irony crimson coated your legs and bare feet. The figure before you was now smearing it on your clothes as well.

“F-Franz…!?”

Your eyes darted downward. His free hand was the one that was able to catch you, it was large and cradled your bottom. But in his other hand was one of your kitchen knives. It dripped with blood and it was fresh too. 

Behind him, you caught a glimpse of what he was doing. Your refrigerator was wide open with a trail of blood leading from underneath you to whatever it was that he put inside. 

Memories fill your mind of the past, sending you into panic mode. How did he get inside? How has he not been caught? Was he going to ravage you again?

“Wh-What are you doing? Why are you h-here?” You could already feel your eyes welling up with tears at the sight of him. He was already terrifying but in both encounters with him, he killed someone.

“I live here now.”

The knife dropped to the ground with a loud metallic tone and you felt his bloodied hand grip the back of your head. “Where have you been?”

The creature took a deep whiff of your hair. It enjoyed the natural scent of you, even catching a bit of your slick that you washed away. It was faint but still there. Your vaginal juice was so potent that it would know it anywhere. 

“I…” Your voice cracked before you could get out another word. You weren’t ready. 

“…I-I just went out—“

“Where?”

“It was a local dress shop…”

His strong body enveloped you, picking you up from the spot where you were hovering above the floor. In his arms, he held you as if you were a princess, cradling you by the back of your knees and lower back.

Franz took you away from the kitchen before you could see what he was up to.

“With who? And don’t lie.”

Your eyes went from left to right. “What reason would I have to lie?” You secured your arms around his neck, coyly playing along for the sake of your safety. He might act like he wants you but he is still an it, a Dopple.

“I know what you look like when you lie. I’ve studied you. I can become you...” The corner of his mouth raised into a smirk. “…but I like the taste of you better.”

Your cheeks warmed at his perverseness. You weren’t used to such a handsome man acting this way towards you. It was always the men with no self-care or dignity that would catcall you in the evenings but never someone so…attractive. Would it be wrong to say you felt that wanted? 

Could you make Franz behave like a normal man…?

“I was…with a friend.” You answered somewhat nervously, your mind instantly going to your time with Francis. Your pupils shifted and your mouth instinctively curled into a smile. Franz didn’t seem to catch that you were lying. Perhaps, he was bluffing as well to get you to tell the truth. He was somewhat aware of the effect he had on you.

“Hm.” You felt his chest rumble with a hum. He took you to your bedroom where he placed you on your bed.

You gripped the sheets with anticipation. Meeting like this was so odd. He was covered in blood and it made you even more frightened that he refused to elaborate on what he was up to exactly. “Just a friend?” He repeated, leaving the room for only a moment. He didn’t go far as his steps didn’t fade at all. This was the first time you’ve ever felt unsafe in your own home like this.

Moments later, he returned, a thick rope in hand. On his face was a dark look that you recognized all too well, so much so that it triggered your memories of the day he ravaged you. 

“Wh-What’s that for?”  You questioned.

“You.” He replied. 

You blinked. “Me? What—“

“I don’t believe you.” 

The two of you stared at each other for a moment. Then he began to get closer. He was planning to tie you up in your room forever, wasn’t he?

“What do you mean?” 

His half-smirk turned into a cold line and silent anger washed over his features. His lifeless eyes were fixated on your smaller form, clinging to the bedsheets like a scared little girl. “You see, I don’t believe you.” He answered. You bit your lip in anticipation and fell silent. You thought he’d be gone for good so you were completely unprepared for today. You let him continue as it looked like he had more to say. 

“...there’s this thing you do when you lie. You don’t even know that you do it, but I know it.” He grew closer like a predator stalking its prey. The bed sank from the weight of him climbing onto it with you. “And, I can smell him all over you!” His large hand grabbed the back of your head with a fist full of your hair. You cried out as he jerked you around like a ragdoll into whichever position he pleased.

No matter how hard you fought against him, he never budged and you couldn’t stop him from tying the thick rope around your neck and limbs. You struggled, thinking that he was chaining you to your bed but that didn’t seem to be it. His hands bloodied various parts of you. The clothes you just had on before he tore them off of you, more of your hair along with your arms, hips, and ass cheeks. 

Your arms were tied behind your back and your legs together so that you could no longer push him away or run. “F-Franz, come on—“

“Shut up!” Franz snarled, silencing you with a loud smack to your ass. It would’ve hurt if it didn’t feel so right. You felt your head being pushed into the mattress as a warm, thick, fleshy, hard object rubbed itself between your thighs. The contact made of his pulsating shaft was soon slick in your juices. Its potent smell of femininity made him feel like he wouldn’t be able to control himself any longer.

His mouth attached to your behind, right between your cheeks. The wet muscle of his tongue went between your folds before entering your pussy.

“Franz please!” But your cries only fueled his need for your fluids. His slimy monstrous explored your innards, consuming any juices you made just as they produced. The pleasure and roughness were too much. You tried to inch away but it was like his mouth was attached to your backside. 

You could tell that he was really into it. He kneaded and fondled your ass to his liking, making sure you felt good to maximize the amount of vaginal fluid that could be made. Like an animal, his salvation dripped and wet the bed and his calloused fingers dug into the soft flesh of your cheeks. 

The overstimulation caused you to reach your high so quickly. Before you could even warn him, you squirted all over his face and lips. His growling intensified like he couldn’t get enough, slurping all of your juices. When he was done, he didn’t bother to wipe his mouth. He grabbed the decorative rope that kept you restrained for a sloppy kiss.

“So good.” He muttered on your lips before using his strength to push you on your side. “P-Please, Franz, not so hard this time…” You sputtered out. Your legs were numb from pleasure so all of the movement from this point on was up to you. “Don’t tell me what to do.” His dick slid in between your closed thighs. He gave it a few thrusts before moving to your hole slick with his saliva.

Slowly but surely he pushed himself inside. He relished in the sound of your cries as you struggled to take his size and length, proud that he could say he was the biggest you’ll ever have. No human man could match him in any way, shape, or form. Every stroke sent butterflies to your stomach. The noise filled the hallway outside of your home and you were sure that your neighbors could hear. You felt so embarrassed that you squeezed your eyes shut and tried to endure until it felt like he finished.

But it felt like it went on forever. The inside of your pussy was sloshy and constantly leaking onto the bed but Franz didn’t want to let up. His beautiful body was glistening with sweat after he had removed his top half through his session. His cum shot into your womb and he slumped on top of you.

The sweat, juices, and remnants of blood made you feel icky. You were still tied up and couldn’t move.

“Franz.” You called.

“Franz.”

No answer.

You nudged him a bit. You needed to get cleaned up. Everything was leaking from your holes and your face was a mess from the crying and kissing. “I need to go to the bathroom.” You whined, wiggling beneath him. He was so big and heavy.

Without a word, he rose to free you from the Shibari rope. Once again, your whole body was sore despite being the bottom from how relentlessly he was. You were surprised that he seemed to be somewhat experienced with aftercare. Last time, he left so abruptly, that you felt like he would’ve left you there.

But today was different. He carried you to the bathroom when you needed to go. He helped you clean up and put on some fresh clothes. It saddened you that the new dress Francis got you was now soiled with…everything. But life goes on. Perhaps, you could salvage what was left of the dress. You could hand wash it and use your skill in sewing to repair anything else if needed. You just didn’t know how you’d break the news to Francis that the gift he got you on your date was ruined at the hands of another man sucking and fucking your holes. 

Franz seemed to exert himself. He was sprawled out on your bed while you just stood there, wondering what was supposed to happen now. You decided to finally go look at what he had been doing in the kitchen all along.

The crimson smell hit your nose again as you approached the dark room. You hit the light to see that gore covered every inch of your kitchen. A trail of blood that started from your doorway led to the fridge where Franz had been standing when you walked in on him.

You investigated further to see that inside was a man you had never seen before, freshly murdered and stuffed into the back. “Oh my—!“ You covered your mouth in a desperate attempt to prevent yourself from vomiting at the sight.

In a fit of anger, you stormed to your bedroom where Franz was still sleeping to confront him about it. 

“Excuse me!”

He didn’t budge.

“Franz!” 

Your foot made contact with his side, knocking you off of your own feet and stumbling to keep balance. He was like a rock.

“I saw what you did in my kitchen. Who was that?! Why did you do that?!” Your soft voice firmed and wavered with emotion. You finally got him to respond but it was a mumble and the only things you could make out were “some guy.” And “hungry.” 

“I can’t house you if you’re bringing bodies into my home.” You told him. “They’ve installed new cameras since last time when you first showed up. What am I supposed to say when the D.D.D. comes to investigate?”

“They won’t come.”

“They will.” You pressed on. “I’ve been getting watched ever since you—“

“The D.D.D. won’t come because that rat was already stowed away when I got here. I did you a favor.” He then turned over so that you could only see his back. “He wants to be me so bad.”

“Wh-what…?” You blinked. “Someone was in my house while I was away? Doing what?”

And then he dozed off to sleep. He no longer reacted to your calls and kicks to the side. He didn’t wake. He didn’t budge. 

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matt eating reader out whenever he's bored

Lost

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: After a boring day with Matt, the reader and him decide to have some fun….📞

Warnings⚠️: SMUTTTTT. Matt eating that coochie🤭. Matt being a munch fr fr😋

Song for the imagine: Planez- Jeremih, J. Cole

⚠️This is an 18+ imagine so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Munch

Verb

Someone who’s only use is eating pussy without getting anything in return.

My jaw was hung open so wide it was beginning to ache. The back of my head roughly rubbing against the sheets. Thank god for his silk sheets or my hair would be a knotted mess right now.

My right hand interlocked with Matt’s left hand while my left hand was tugging at the roots of his hair. My neck stretched back as pants left my mouth and tears brimmed my eyes.

My heels digging into his mattress so hard the soles of my feet were white. My toes curled inching closer to giving myself a cramp.

My back arching off the bed occasionally as my nipples stood against the fabric of my tank top burning to be touched.

The vibrations of Matt’s hums send shockwaves through my body, his nose occasionally bumping into my clit. His stubble burning my thighs everytime my thighs clamped around his head

Flashback

I was currently laying in Matt’s bed after showering and simply relaxing while reading my book. He has gone to shower and I decided to wait for him

Today was such a boring day, just sitting in his house watching movies and playing Fortnite. Matt was so bored he decided to take a second shower of the day….he was a bit weird.

I laid on my back with my legs propped up and bent, not paying any mind to my position as I flipped to the next page.

Matt came back into the room and shut the door behind him

“It’s not lady like to sit with your legs up dear” he said stalking over to me

I shut the book and immediately put my legs down

“Matt” I said blushing and rolling my eyes

“Some might get the wrong….idea” he said whispering and looking down at me

“Oh might they” I said placing the book on his nightstand

“They might think it’s an invitation” he said kneeling onto the bed

I slowly lifted my legs back up and propped them open a bit more

“Oh man that would suck” I said playfully looking around

Matt laid down next to me and looked at me with lazy eyes ghosting his hand over my thigh

“Will my pretty girl let me eat her out” he asked looking at me through his lashes

“I’m not sure your brothers are home” I said looking at him

“They’re in nick's room and plus I’m bored and this will help pass the time” he said running his fingers up to my knee

“Mmm okay” I said licking my lips

Matt began to kiss me, rubbing his hands up my stomach and to my breast squeezing them as I let out a low moan

His lips trailing down to my neck as he left small pecks all the way down to my collar bone.

“You just have to be quiet, can you do that for me?” He asked looking at me

“Yes” I whispered back

“Good girl” he said winking

He got up and walked to the end of the bed motioning me over with his finger. I slid down towards him and laid propped up with my feet on his torso…teasing him

He grabbed my left leg and began to kiss from my ankle down to my inner thighs before repeating it on the right side.

I closed my legs as he got down on his knees in front of me

Rubbing his hands up my shins

“Open up for me dear” he said licking his lips

His looks and his words alone sent me spiraling, and I complied

Opening my legs for him, his hands running up the sides of my torso

He ran his hands down my thighs ghosting his fingers over my underwear.

His lips kissing my stomach and my thighs

“Pleas Matt I need more” I whined out

“I know baby” he said looking at me

Placing his lips on my clothed pussy kissing and licking as my mouth fell open

“Fuck” I moaned out

“Remember quiet” he said shushing me

“I’m sorry” I said looking down at him

He hooked his fingers into my waistband and began to slide my underwear off. The cold air hit my cunt as I shivered.

“So pretty” he said tossing my underwear behind him

He kissed my hip bones and then the top of my pussy slowly tracing his mouth down to my clit

Spitting gently before attaching his mouth to my clit

Merry hand hooking into his hair as my right hand interlocked with his left hand

“Mattttt” I moaned out lowly

His tongue swirling around my clit as he looked up at me through his lashes. Bringing his tongue down through my folds and lapping at me like a starved man.

Flashback over

I was nearing my orgasm as his tongue worked magic on me. His pointed nose bumping into my clit as he slurped against me.

Flattening his tongue against me as he licked back up to my clit. Sucking and letting go with a pop

“MATT” I moaned out loudly

Looking down at him

“I said you have to stay quiet” he replied releasing his mouth from me

Lifting up to come up to me, my arousal and his spit coating his mouth and chin. Making my pussy clench around nothing

Attaching his lips to mine as our tongues fought for dominance. Matt was such a slut when it came to making out. Nothing my tongue and spit. It was messy and it was hot…. Fuck

“I’m sorry baby but I have to do this” he said after pulling away

He lifted my tank top up and put the bunched fabric in my mouth. Running his hands over my breasts as he brought his head down to suck on my breasts

“Now you can stay quiet” he said going back down to my pussy

Attaching his mouth to my clit as his hands hooked under my knees and pushed my thighs back and open.

Swirling his tongue against my clit as I bit down on my shirt letting my heavy breathing take over me.

Groaning and throwing my head back as I bit down hard on my shirt.

“Come on baby I know you’re close” he said against me

Causing my back to arch and my thighs to squeeze shut

Violently sucking on my clit as I began to shake against him

My orgasm washed over me as my thighs began to shake and I moaned against the fabric in my mouth. Thrashing against the bed as Matt held me down to continue lapping at me.

Groans came out of me as I came all over his mouth and my body shuddered against the bed.

Helping me ride out my high before pulling away from me and standing up.

Matt pulled the shirt from my mouth as I laid there breathing heavily with my eyes shut.

“You okay there baby” he asked me rubbing my cheek

“Yeah…very okay” I said opening my eyes and smiling at him

“Here lets get you a new shirt” he said helping me up and lifting my tank top off of me

Using my shirt to wipe his mouth and chin before tossing it in his laundry and bringing me one of my other shirts and new pair of underwear

I got dressed and laid on the bed, Matt coming over and snuggling into me

“Now I’m not bored anymore” he said kissing my cheek and pulling me close to him

“Me neither” I said giggling

We laid there in the dimly lit room talking as he rubbed his hands through my hair and down my back. Eventually we dozed off….

The End

IDK why I struggle with ending a story this is badddd, but hope you enjoyed and the rest of the stories will be out tomorrow smoochies🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽