#🥧atsumu.skirt

[iwaasfairy]

omg can i just say it took so much courage to send in the ask about iwa in egirl skirt and u in white and being corrupted,,,, ur such a good writer im so relieved that u liked the idea :ccc i feel so honoured to have a reply thank u sm <3

can i also talk about atsumu in ur prev post? saying that u cant get his new pretty white tulle skirt dirty but fucking into u so hard that u cant help but squirt all over it and him,,, then he just fucks u harder as punishment, since the front is already dirty anyway why not go for the entire tulle material til its dripping?? <3 (also im not sure if u take anons who identify by emojis :( but if you do could i go by 🌼?)

🌼 nonnie, it’s nice to meet you!! and please i loved it so much, i live for the guys in skirts. thank you a million for this sweet message too, i hope you have a good day/night!! please never be shy to talk to me or anything, it’s literally why i’m here and as long as you follow my rules pretty much anything is a-go here ♡(｡•ˇ艸•)

tw teasing, squirting, lil darcyphilia, degradation

The way your arms are wrapped around your own knees, keeping them nicely in place as he curls his fingers in and out of you, over and over again until you can’t possibly think of anything but the press of those rough fingertips and the heat swelling in your lower belly. Atsumu grunts, rubbing his tongue over your puffy clit as your legs twitch, trying your very hardest not to just lock him there and ride out your coming orgasm on his face already. “Tsumu, please,” you cry, digging your own nails into your skin, “just fuck me, I wanna -ah, wanna cum on your cock, please.”

“Yeah?” He grins when dipping back down to wrap his lips around your clit and sucks, making your entire body spasm and tremble with pleasure. Moans falling out of your mouth, breathing even heavier. He stands up to really pump his fingers into you a few more times, curling them into your plush walls without mercy.  But the accomplished grin on his face when you cry out a string of incoherent swears says it clear enough. He doesn’t feel like playing by your requests today. “Gonna cum on this pretty cock like the desperate, messy slut ya are? Cum all over, hah, get me all wet?

“Yes, I want to. Just,” you oblige when he urges your legs down and to rest around his narrow waist, looking so perfect between your legs, “just fill me up already. Want you so bad.” He lifts the fabric of the piece of clothing that started this whole thing with a little grin, hard cock twitching against his stomach for attention before he grabs it and runs his slicked up fingers over his cock to let more precum drip out. “Tsumu!” you full on whine now, locking your legs around his glutes and forcing him closer. But when you reach for the white skirt to have something to cling to, he grabs your wrists and pushes them down next to your head with gleaming eyes.

“Don’t think so, dumb girl,” he coos, before reaching down to lift the tule enough again not to get in the way. It’s so visual, any time the flushed cockhead appears from under it your pussy clenches desperately to be filled with him. But he grabs your leg to spread them a bit further, before he lines up. At your whines and moans he leans down to kiss you, tongue melting with yours and making you taste yourself on him, before he pulls back to look between your bodies at the way your slick pussy waits for him. “Yer gonna take it how I give it to ya. Such a filthy fuckin’ cockslut, wet even from seein’ yer boyfriend in a skirt.”

The warm tip rubs over your gushing pussy a few times as he grunts, and you reach up to wrap your arms around him to urge him in already. When he resists a little by flexing his thigh muscles against you so you can’t move him, you throw your head back, tears welling up at the frustration of being teased like this. “God, fuck, Tsumu! Please just fuck me, I can’t wait anymore.” The press of your nails in his pretty skin and the tears welling up must be enough to finally convince your bully of a boyfriend. “I’m so close, p-please,” your voice so soft and little, “I want to cum s-so bad.”

“Aww, my baby’s gonna cry? Guess I’ll give in.” With one smooth push he slides into your soft cunny, grunting at the tightness as you bite through your tears at the stretch of taking him so fast, whining at the mean tactic. He grabs your face to pull you into another kiss, then letting his hand slide down your throat to hold you in place. “Just bought this, so ya better not get it dirty,” he says, but the way he starts snapping his hips into you, angled right into the spot that’s guaranteed to make you cum quickly, there’s very little truth behind it. His free hand moves between your two bodies, roughly rubbing your puffy nub that makes your eyes clench shut and toes curl.

“Wait,” you cry, holding onto his shoulder, “w-wait! Tsumu! T-Oh, fuck! Hold on, I’m gonna make a mess like that!” He doesn’t, the rhythmic pounding into your sensitive walls only going faster. “Ahh- w-I gotta—”

“Want ya to ruin the sheets,” he cuts in, heaving himself over you more so you’re stuck entirely in the heat of your two bodies. He clenches his teeth, continuously stroking your clit until you try to push his hand away, but he’s stronger. “Do it, I know ya can. Fuckin’ cum.” That’s sadly not a doubt with his relentless motions. Your muscles clench before you even have the chance to tell him, feeling a rushing sensation from your belly before your knees lock and your back arches off the bed, cumming with a loud moan.

“Holy— fuck, Atsumu!” Everything goes black and you shudder as a different sensation makes your muscles shake, gushing out and pushing his cock out of you by sheer force. Everything feels so wet and sticky, but his rubbing doesn’t stop until you really have to hiss and push him away from your clit. You take deep breaths, before opening your tear-filled eyes to his surprised expression, one that quickly changes to a smug grin.

“Ya got me all dirty and wet, slut.” He peels the ruined, white skirt off his skin with a hiss himself, stroking his hard cock still. He didn’t cum yet, but looking at the mess you made on him, he’s not far off. “Look at what yer squirtin’ did, huh?”

His cock twitches as he looks back up at you, even more when you pout. “I’m sorry.”

But he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead and then your mouth, before grinning. “No need. Yer gonna make it up to me.” Then he slides the leaking head of his cock back between your legs and into your still-sensitive cunt to slide it in and out a few inches, only fucking you so shallowly. “Gonna cum inside ya first, and then we’re gonna see if ya can do that again.”