#cw.thigh riding

[honeymaki]

All I can think about is how reactive Itto’s cock is. He’s reactive anyway, he can hardly hide the facial expressions, the body language, the noises and ticks day to day. And he’s no different underneath you, bottom lip gnawed raw, eyes flushed with desperation, chest heaving. He’ll look at the way your nipples harden as you adjust yourself on his thigh, and his cock will twitch so violently you pause for a second. Pointed black nails pinch at your swollen flesh and the noise of submission you give out spits globs of precum over the flared mushroom tip, angry and growing redder with every squirm your body gives.

“I’m gonna move - I gotta move Itto,” you dont give him much choice in the matter, hiccuping when his stomach clenches and you swear you can see the veins along his length swell even more.

“Yeah yeah sure,” a huge hand digs into the fat of your hip, hurrying you into a frenzied grind, “I got you doll, g’on,” fangs glint in the low light, bared at the feel of his cock throb from one thigh to the other, smearing and dripping all over the place. You’re sticky against his skin, slick and sweet riding his thigh like a docile little lamb, rutting hard enough for your tits to bounce, reflected in his wide and dark eyes. Itto can’t control the way his dick kicks and jumps and curves against his hip with every gooey pass of your sex over his leg, one hand still gripping your hip and the other hovering over his groin, unable to decide whether to contain his jumpy desire or yours.

Smaller fingers grasp his much larger and longer ones, and bring them to your chest, urging him to fondle and play like he was so eager to earlier. Itto can’t escape the shiny drool of precum staining his skin, hissing as your flesh fills his palms. He can barely concentrate on the sensitive pulsing of his cock, jumping and bouncing at your crying out of his name. Your sudden orgasm has him snarling and sitting up, clawing into your cheek and spreading you apart over the sinewy muscle of his thigh, cock trapped between the two of you and positively vibrating when he saw swallows your euphoria with his tongue. He doesn’t even need proper stimulation, not when he’s throbbing and spasming and pulsing against your soft quivering belly,

“Jus’ stay like that doll, like this - can feel you all sticky, so cute aren’t you ?” Gnashing his teeth, Itto noses along your hairline, holding you closer, squeezing you tighter, hips rutting ever so slightly, “looked so cute riding my thigh, gonna make you do that every time now, every night, nd you wanna do it dont’cha? Bet you won’t be able to stop thinking ‘bout it till next time, I won’t - gonna feel your wet cunt on my thigh for weeks,” his cock pulses and grows impossibly harder, flaring ever so slightly at the base and he cums with a whimpered snarl, cock flexing with every rope of cum against your belly and chest. He doesn’t stop twitching for a while, half hard over his hip, still dribbling precum with every languid kiss you press to his lips.

It’s a blessing really, how reactive and how pretty his cock is, how jumpy and twitchy it is, how it pulses and flares and throbs and grows hot when he’s close. Feels specially good when it’s inside you, heavy and thick and filling you out with every reaction to you begging for him cum just once more.

[mooni-bunni]

Armin definitely likes thigh riding. He likes sitting you down on his lap, knee pressed against that pretty heat of yours, and your hands gripping at his shoulders. The way you shamelessly grind against him, mewling soft obscenities any time you take a second to pause yourself right where it feels the best. You look so fucking cute when you lose your composure. He’ll tease you by bouncing his leg for a few seconds then drink up the whine that leaves those plump lips of yours. If you’re shy, he loves waiting until you’re just about to finish so he can grab your face and whisper, “look at me. Fucking look at me while you cum on my thigh. Don’t you dare look away.” Lord, the way your pretty eyes roll right to the back of your head when you finally climax should be in a picture frame. When you come to, he’s making you look down at the bulge in his tightened pants. “Look at what you did, bunny. All that grinding you did got me this hard. Guess you’re going to have to fix it now, huh?”

[honeymaki]

Listen………pretty girls who act masc. it’s still on the brain. Maki with the packer, Sasha who manspreads. Momo who squeezes behind you and cants her hips to press her crotch against your ass. Maybe it’s not a bulge but you’ll still feel it gAWHd.

Warnings: packing, strapon, oral (f→toy), slight body description, throat fucking, fingering, breast worship, mommy kink, thigh riding.

MAKI

who takes you on dates in those tight jeans, a little baggy round the crotch but you know what's hiding there, what she subtly squeezes in the darkness of the booth while you're sat plastered to her side, sipping a beer or a cocktail, listening half heartedly to what Mai is saying. You can feel her tense, feel her smirk and reach down, hand drifting up your skirt and tracing over the pudge of your thighs, daring you to look down and see her dance over to her own thighs, then her crotch and then what's at her crotch. She can feel the heat bursting over your cheeks, the way you stutter and fidget and suddenly need to find the toilets because "m not feeling too good guys, i'm sorry, be right back,"

and Maki follows, as the perfect caring girlfriend who's packing heavy silicon in her trousers that she stuffs down your throat the second she locks the door behind you. Unbuttoned, zip tugged down, shaft and matching balls hanging out, and frothy with your saliva, thrusting to the back of your throat with every pitched moan. Hand cupping the back of your head, guiding you up and down, up and down, "Use you're tongue too angel, you know I love it,". God she wishes she could feel it, feel the way you're lathing her cock with kisses and swallowing so tightly and so thickly around it.

SASHA

has some of the fattest, thickest thighs you've ever seen and the way she spreads them, even unconsciously stirs something deep in your gut. It's even better thought, when she man spreads while you're on top, wearing her little rugby shorts that are too tight over the fat of her pussy and cut deep into her muscled thighs. Knees parted, hips pitched in just the right way so that you're spread as much as her, tendons screaming and body struggling to buck into her teasing. Sasha has one hand over your hip, snaking round behind you, spreading your ass more than it already is, dipping into your parted folds and hissing, "You got some nerve spreading yourself like that," even though she's the one spreading you out nice and wide, nice and open.

She can stay like this all day, spread and locking you open, fingers deep in your fluttering hole and knuckles knocking hard against your clit that is exposed no matter how much you squirm and writhe. Sure, you're perched a little higher than her, on your knees and whimpering into the crown of her head, but Sasha loves it, adores this position cause not only are you spread out and immobile for her to play with; her face is also mashed into your tits and there's no place she'd rather be than biting and sucking and nuzzling your engorged flesh.

MOMO

she's so cheeky, in a graceful way? It's your fifth date, the first time you were sleeping over, and only the second time you two had touched intimately. Sure, the night went uneventfully, a few heavy kisses on the sofa with some even heavier petting, Momo rolling you against her thigh and swallowing your desperate little whines with every throb of your clit. But - nothing else happened really, you two said goodnight, kisses again, you touched her tit with a muted, sleepy 'm-mommy please' and parted ways. Easy.

Except for the next morning, when you had the audacity to enter the kitchen wearing dusty blue panties and a top with her face on it, some half assed hero merchandise you must have found in the guest room drawer. And god - the way it hangs on your body, clinging and swaying and crinkling, and the way you yawn sleepily? accept her offered glass of orange juice and ask what she wanted for breakfast? as if - as if she hadn't been up all night thinking about the way your lips formed the word that plagued her dreams of you? "W-waffles? There's a press in the cupboard, I'll get it," because she's so much taller than you, and it means she has to squeeze past, grab your hips, run her nose along your exposed shoulder and - grind her crotch into your ass. It's quick, it's dirty, filthy almost, but you squeal and gasp and fall forward against the counter, shaken when Momo moves away, gathering ingredients, grinning to herself when you shakily ask "w-what? what was that?" - she's gonna have to show you now huh? show you what mommy does when her little angel looks so enticing?

[honeymaki]

jock!Sasha sitting you on her lap and grinding you on her thigh in-front of her teammates😣

Jock!sasha who’s a lil bit tipsy at the team meet and can’t get over the tight little dress you’re in, clinging to you perfectly and so so short it’s sinful:(( no one would mind right? They all know you’re hers? No one would stop her if she sat you down on her thick, bulging thigh and kissed you hard and sloppy, missing your mouth a few times and licking down your jaw? Course they don’t, cause they’re strewn around the room on couches and on the floor watching Sasha grip your fleshy hips and start you grinding on her thigh, ignoring your mewls and embarrassed yelps. You’re her good girl right? You’ll cum for her? Make a mess of her thigh that’s got shadowy fuzzy hair on it and is so so fucking thick and hard🥺

Sasha wastes no time flipping your dress up over your ass, digging her fingers into your cheeks and spreading you so her teammates can see how wet you are and how slippery you are gliding over her thigh:(( and with every pass, every dip and roll of your hips, you expose your fluttering little hole to them and they can help but moan and praise you for doing such a good job, some of them shoving their hands down their pants or touching each other - wishing it was you:(( Sasha can see, can feel when the vice captain sits down next to her and watches the way your hard lil clit shines in the low light when you go faster nd a bit harder:((

“You can touch her if y’want - she’s a good girl, she deserves a reward,”

And suddenly your tits are flopping from your dress and there are two mouths on your nipples, tugging and sucking and slurping, and fingers lace with Sasha’s over your ass to make you hump faster nd it’s too much, too much pleasure nd too many hands and lips and bites:(( but you cum and you sob and you turn to the vice captain who’s got the prettiest black hair and dark eyes….