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megsssshie · 2 years ago

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Ms. Perfect

FEATURING: fratboy!gojo satoru

CONTENT: nsfw,me,fingering,unprotected sex,name calling, rough sex, kinda non!con at first, mean mean gojo, my personal opinion on frat boys

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

A/N: this was kinda at little too personal when it came to frat boys! 3 days left thooo and i never thought id degrade myself like this what i do for myself-

I was invited by my dumb college friends to some stupid frat party for Halloween. I hate parties, I hate people. I would much rather be in my apartment reading, or watching some cheesy horror movie where all the characters die in absurd ways.

But here I was, standing in front of my full body mirror dressed in a way too revealing dark angel costume I managed to string together at the very last minute.

Apparently, the party was some grand event where stupid teenage girls went as an excuse to “let off steam” or ‘live a little’, which roughly translated to ‘i want an excuse to be a slut ,get drunk, and hook up with a random horny frat boy and catch god knows what from him!’ all enthusiastically. That could never be me. Out of all the people in the world, the ones I hate the most were frat boys. the list could go on and on about the reasons I hate them so much. but the most important was the biggest reason of them all.

they’re all idiots.

if hating frat boys was first on the shit list, idiots were the second.

I facetimed my best friend Emma, to check in on me when she would pick me up. she was the one who managed to convince me that going to this lame party would get me out of my shell, if there was a shell to be broken that is. to me, I didn’t have a ‘shell’, I was just introverted.

she picked up. “hey shorty— oooo you look so sexy, i bet all them sexy bitches are gonna foam at the mouth looking at you!” she geeked. I fought a smile. she’s always managed toget me in a better mood. “ugh, you bitch. you’re the one who wanted me to go to this dumb ass party. you know i hate the weirdos that host them.” I replied half joking.

she knew that I was slightly serious about what I was telling her, but she also knew deep down in her heart that I would have a good time. “oh come on Ash, you have to live sometime in your life. what would you even been doing right now? reading some stupid ass book while you could be getting laid?” I scoffed at her comment. “hey! books ARE better than boys. you know i hate the guys in the frat, i'm not going to have a good time.” I rolled my eyes. “when are you getting here”

“im basically outside your house, come outside dummy”

“ i’ll be out in a minute”

I hung up. ran to get my charger, headphones and everything else a girl needs to go for a night out.

I arrived at the party with my best friend Emma and she practically had a flock of 27 billion men approach her within the first 3 hours. she dragged me to the dance floor for a couple of songs we both enjoyed every once in a while. Though I would never admit it but I was enjoying myself. “aren’t you glad you came tiny?” she asked excitedly. I put my phone down and crossed my arms. “eh not really it’s kinda meh for me, but the guys sure seem to love you” I smiled. I was definitely happy for her, it just kind of stung to not have anyone look at me the same way they did her. I wasnt’t ugly that’s for sure, but my bestfriend happened to be the definition sexy asf . So that unfortunately made me look less attractive by comparison to other people. but I just had to suck it up, right?

“you’re not the only one shorty, someone’s been eyeing you up all night.” she smirked. “WHAT?!” I yelped, probably a little too loud for anyone’s liking. I felt the stares of at least a dozen people on you, but its not like the reaction was disingenuous. I never had been attractive to guys. so the surprise of the comment was indeed genuine. I would have never thought in a million years that a man would look at me next to your best friend.

in a hushed tone loud enough for only her to hear I asked “who?” she giggled.

“the cutie in the ghost face mask”

I turned in the direction she was nodding in. I saw a very attractive man in the mask. she wasn’t lying when she said he was cute. but it was kind of an under-exaggeration. he was hot. like extremely hot. not like I could see his face with that damn mask on but just by his demeanor he was hot. but that doesn’t excuse the fact that he looked like a man whore in that black tank top and grey sweatpants.

“fuck me”.

I shook my head violently. me and a man? never. I also hate men. that was probably the second reason I hate frats. but I definitely couldn’t deny he was for sure attractive. the way the tightness of the black cloth around his chest was almost just as sinful as the budding warmth in between my legs.

I was probably staring for a second too long because I heard “cutie approaching right fucking now.”

“oh shit”. I mumbled trying to calm myself before he gets to me.

why the fuck am I so nervous? I should be even giving this man the time of day, and yet here I was nervously sweating at the thought of him. I don’t get to finish my thoughtshoughts before you hear a “hey”

oh.my.fucking.god

his voice. his fucking voice. oh my god. you could of turned to mush at the sound of it. I would just love to hear how he sound when he’s inside of-

“sorry, did my beauty stun you darling?”

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at him. ‘ugh, great’ you thought. ‘another man ruined by opening his mouth’. third thing on the shit list was. cocky men.

“um, no. hi” I managed to get out, though it was barely audible. “i can’t even see how you look, how do i know your not lying to me about your ‘beauty’” I teased, a lot more confidently than before. I could see my best friend practically jaw dropped at the interaction from the corner of my eye.

what she and him didn’t know is that I am absolutely shitting my pants right about now.

he leaned in closer and gripped my chin. holy fuck was I trembling? ‘yeah, he’s hot’ . I was sort of scared and excited all at the same time. and I was sure he knew it too. he tipped my head around, almost like he was studying me. I couldn’t be more thrilled and disgusted at the same time. why was I letting this complete stranger touch me, let alone a frat boy. who even was I right now?

he essentially engulfed you with his shadow, standing so tall it was unfathomable. “you don’t have to see my face to know im gorgeous, angel. just know that i am and take it as fact”

“im gonna get a drink, you two have fun” your best friend chimed. I glared at her and then giving that ‘don’t leave me here, help me bitch’ look. “have fun~” she repeated walking away from the two of us. I was tempted to yell after her to not to leave me with this total stranger. ‘that fucking bitch left me with this asshole’, I internally grumbled. he seemed to notice my change in body language. “hey, don’t worry darling, i’ll take great care of you while that little friend of yours is gone.” he purred in my ear.

I replied sarcastically. “yeah because all of you frat boys are just incredible at taking care of girls.” he paused for a moment. “wow! honey, you think that low of me? i’m hurt” he stated dramatically, one hand on his chest, and the other snakes around my waist gripped tighty.

“well, my my angel, i’ll show you just how good i can treat you. maybe then it’ll shut that mouth of yours”

I grew nervous. what was he going to do to me? the thought of everything that simple sentence had me spiraling in arousal. I knew I shouldn’t have even been considering the possibility of what he would be doing. I knew damn well what he wants out of me. and frankly I didn’t care. I squeezed my thighs attempting to relieve the rapid thumping in between my legs.

“you don’t have to squirm darling, let me help you” he forces his knee up against the wall in between my legs . I whimper trying to keep all attention off of me at this very moment. the last thing I needed to do was be caught with someone like him. I attempted to push him off of me but he was too heavy for me. he left a trail of kisses from my jawline all the way to my collarbone. biting harder with each kiss. I wriggled around trying to push him off of me, scared to get caught.

“nuh uh, no resisting my love. you know just as well as i do that you want this” he purred. he was right I did want this. I wanted to be taken advantage of in front of all these people. the thought of it making the wet spot in my panties grow bigger and bigger. “shut the fuck up.” I muttered. he slightly backed away for a second.

“really now? is this what we’re doing now honey?” he sighed. “i bet your fucking hideous under that mask. maybe this is the only way you can even have a girl even slightly attracted to you-“ before I could even finish the sentence I jolted toward and felt his big hand gripped around my wrist. “hey! what the fuck are you doing asshole?! get the fuck off of me!” I yelped.

“i tried to be nice to you darling, but you just couldn’t be good for me huh”

I continued to hit and curse at him until I reached a bed room. he practically flung me to the full sized mattress on the other side of the room, before locking the door and marching towards me. that small mix of excitement and fear suddenly rushes back into me. I decide to be bitchy, not like that hasn’t worked for me before.

“what the actual fuck was that for you dickhead? that fucking hurt” I whined.

he suddenly gripped my jaw, your panties are sopping. “i tried to be nice with you doll, but you just had to ruin it with your bratty mouth. if you want to act like a bitch, i’ll treat you like one”

something about that threat scared me, but at this point I absolutely destroyed any type of common sense I may have had before entering the party was surely abandoned. so before I know it a statement I'd learn to soon to regret slips out of your mouth.

“so do it then, mother fucker”

without any sort of hesitation he pushes me hard, deeper into the bed and forcefully chokes me. I can’t even breathe and yet I hear yourself moaning. something about being treated like an object was doing it for me.

“you like being treated like a filthy whore,baby? yeah?” I nodded frantically, almost begging for him to continue.

his knees were on either side of me, keeping you from resisting. its not like I was going to anyway.

he removed his hand from my throat, and made his down into that black little mini skirt that went with my costume. he felt around a little bit until he found your clit and slowly rubbing it in circles. “ah fuck” I whimpered. “yeah? you like that baby? tell me how much you love it” he spoke, in an extremely demanding tone. “i love it when you touch me,baby” I said trying my best to hold back the noises trying to escape my mouth.

“tell me everything you want me to do to you and i’ll do it to you if you’re good” he said picking up the pace with his fingers, earning a low gasp from me.

“i want you to slap me. i want you to spit on me and call me a whore, daddy. make me your bitch” I said pleadingly. at this point, I didn’t give a damn how pathetic I sounded. he was too good at making me feel good. I may or may not regret it in the morning, but that’s a problem for future me.

“that’s my good girl, don’t your worry your pretty little head. i’m gonna make you feel real good tonight babe” he removed his finger from my clit and I whined at the lack of stimulation. but it was replaced with a sense of fullness. he inserted two of his lengthy fingers inside of me. lubed up with my slick and juices. he used the pad of his thumb to continue circling my clit.

I gasped loudly this time not holding back any of the noises I made. My eyes rolled back from the pleasure of him. he curled his fingers inside my pussy, carefully and slowly as if he was looking for something.

“OH MY GOD” I threw your head back, gripping the sheets. my tits bounced in response to me back arching and me squriming. “yeah? looks like i found your g-spot, take it bitch, take my fucking fingers inside of you”

he finally took off the mask and put it on the top of his head. I hate to admit it but he was right. he was gorgeous. he had those aquamarine blue eyes. god, it would look even more gorgeous looking up at me.

I couldn’t really pay attention to his features for too long before he took both of my legs over his shoulders, his hands having a heavy, almost painful grip on both of my thighs and started eating me out like it was his first meal in decades. his tounge was like magic. he was lapping my cunt up so good he had me staring. I was a moaning mess. I kept loudly rambling about how good it felt, my quivering legs clasped together with his head it the middle of my thighs.

“you’re being so good for me baby, you taste so good” the praise only made my moans grow louder. he moved his hand onto one of my tits squeezing my nipple and simultaneously sucking on my clit, having me practically screaming.

“baby, fuck, i’m gonna cum. please can i cum”

“cum for me darling”

soon I was seeing white and sobbing thank you’s

but that didn't stop eating me.despite my cry’s of pleasure and overstimulation. I was babbling about god knows what before he finally stopped.

I feel relieved but the relief is broken quickly by his words.

“we’re not done yet darling, i have so many more things i need to do to you.”

he hikes my skirt up and pulls your thong down to my ankles. then pulls my shirt down just enough for both my breasts to be exposed, he removes his shirt and sweats to expose his long hard cock. it was definitely big, scary big. I didn’t even know how it was possible for it to fit inside of me but I was dumb and painfully horny so it’s not like that was important right now.

“open your mouth” he demanded. I was confused but I didn’t question it. I obliged and I feel his saliva reach my mouth. you swallowed and opened your mouth again to show for it.

“good fucking girl” and with that he rammed his dick inside my sensitive pussy. I screamed “YES” with my eyes rolling back and pulling his body closer to mine, my nails clawing on his back. he bit my neck while he bottomed out and rhythmically thrusted in and out of me , his hand making its way around my neck. I hear his quiet moans in your ear, that was almost enough to make me climax right then and there.

he pulled out of me and flipped me on my stomach and grabbed my hair, pulling me towards him, forcing an large arch in my back. the wet slapping sounds continued to get more and more frequent. “who’s pussy is this?” he growled. “yours!” I exclaimed “say my name bitch” he moaned. “it’s yours daddy” I screamed. “that’s a good little slut. taking daddy’s dick like this? you like that yeah?”

“yes!” I sobbed, coming close to my orgasm. “please pound my pussy like the whore i am, pleasepleasepleasePLEASE” I rambled. he moaned, slapping my ass. he flipped me back into missionary, I whined at the loss of contact.

“i want to see your face when you cum” he said, putting the mask back on. he slammed himself into me, and thrusting much quicker than before. he spit on my face and his fingers made it back to my clit.

“oh my god, im gonna cum”

he didn’t go any faster or any slower, he just kept ramming his hard cock inside my dripping pussy. “cum for me angel, cum for me.”

my legs were shaking as the overwhelming sense of pleasure washed over my entire body, my babbles and tight cunt added onto his high. he didn’t stop thrusting, making me overstimulated and screaming. my brain turning into mush.

“fuck i’m gonna cum too baby” he moaned.

like he said, he did indeed cum. his semen spilling inside of me, me spamming from the feeling of his warm cum inside of me. I knew after this, there’s no way in hell I wasn’t pregnant after this.

he pulled his cock out of me, his cum dripping out of my pussy. he seemed mesmerized by the sight. I took my finger and scooped up some of the cum and put them inside my mouth.

he rushed around the room looking for a towel and cleaned me up.

“i hope whoever’s room this is, isn’t going to be too upset about this” he chuckled.

“this isn’t even your room???”I half laughed.

“nope,but on another note, i think i might of gotten you pregnant which is kind of hot” he said nervously

I laughed and said something even more embarrassing

“and this is probably way too late to ask, but what’s your name again?”

"Gojo Satoru, Gojo."

"Well Satoru Gojo, I had fun." I say winking.

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