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đ⨠Just a yandere woman CEO obsessed with her adorable assistant <3 â¨đ
[â ď¸WARNINGSâ ď¸: Not proofread I just wanted to post something because I miss you guys :3, LESBIANS this is a woman loving woman fic! Reader is portrayed as a female, đ gets a little raunchy 18+ near the end with some kissing and touching but you donât go too far, yandere, some talk of an affair but not regarding Reader or our lovely Ms. CEO]
Imagine an incredibly strict older woman who has learned to leave love and men in the past. Sheâs been running this company all on her own for several years now, itâs her lifeâs work and her pride and joy. Sheâs married to her work since she wouldnât want to be married to anything else at the moment. Men only disappoint, so what's the point of even trying to form a relationship with one. After all, she's so well known now that anyone who is trying to form bonds with her now is after her fortune or her estate. A waste of time.
Then, she met you.
You came to her agency one afternoon for a meeting of your boss' company and hers, something about collaborating together to build up the value of both of your stocks. Whatever, it wasn't like she needed extra cash in her pocket, but she was willing to listen if he proved to be entertaining.
Though she wasn't really looking forward to creating a partnership with the obviously money-hungry man, her eyes widened when he brought you into the room after their introductions. You were his assistant at the time, and he made sure to get good use out of you. She could tell he ran you ragged from hell and back. You slouched a little and you looked quite uncomfortable in the scarlet red stiletto heels he no doubt required you to wear. However, through the exhaustion, she could see your bright eyes, gorgeous smile, and beauty beyond it all. It was more than beauty though. She felt like she'd seen you before in a dream, like she's known you for a lifetime and more. You're so familiar, yet she knowns she's never met you before.
Despicable. To force such a stunning woman such as yourself run ragged around the town. She could provide so much better for you, she would make you see that.
During the meeting all she could do was stare at you. How you fixed your hair back out of your face as you wrote notes on your laptop, how you answered you boss' questions with hesitancy and a sort of weak tone. She wanted to snap his head off when he barked at you to speak up and "show some respect for your employer". Yet he acted like the perfect, charming gentleman towards herself. She couldn't take this anymore. She called a 15 minute break and said she needed a moment to think over his "compelling" proposition.
As you walked off, she discreetly trailed behind. You headed to the restroom and she made a point to hang outside by the communal coffeemaker. When you came out, she came up to you with a Styrofoam cup and a gentle smile. Just seeing the way your pretty eyes brighten up at the kind gesture made her heart soar, and the shiver that raced down her spin when your fingers brushed against her made her feel electric.
You two chatted for the remainder of the break, and she strategically dropped the question over you and your boss' situation. She provided her shoulder to cry on as you lamented your woes over you boss, how he's...nice yeah right but he can be a little tough at times. The position pays well enough and it's nice to not have to work in the hot sun all day as your income, but it would be nice to not have to run around the town and retrieve miniscule things as his little lap dog all the time.
She simply slipped you a her card and gave you wink (you couldn't help but notice there was a strange, darker look in her eyes as she scanned you up and down) and told you to stop by whenever you felt the urge, but to look at the back of the card when you head out. As she walked off to go deny that selfish bastard's shit of an idea, you looked down at the card. On paper was a date and time for two days from now right below her name and the address of her agency.
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It had been three months since that fateful day and she couldn't be happier.
She held a private meeting, just the two of you she can't wait to start calling these meetings a date, those two days later. She offered you a position as her personal assistant at her company instead of your current employer. When you thought of declining, she passed a piece of paper over to you that read a number with more zeros than you could process. She said this is what you would make a year with full benefits and plenty of opportunity for growth as it would be the base amount you'd make. It was easily triple your current salary.
With little hesitation, you put in your two weeks with your company, and with a swift call on from her side, you never had to go back to that company to fulfill those two weeks. She said he owed her a favor of some kind and he would repay it through letting you be free she actually found juicy blackmail material of him and one of his employees for a scandalous affair against his wife, but she would never tell you that.
In no time, you begun being her little pet. The job was great at first; she treated you with great respect, patience, and the tasks she gave you weren't even that difficult. It was like a dream come true. Then, it begun to change.
Suddenly, she enforced a dress code policy that felt like it only applied to you. It was mandatory for "all women or female presenting" read just for you workers in her establishment to done pencil skirts, sleek high heels, and a blazer that cut down deep into the cleavage. Don't worry about not meeting the dress code, she'll help you out! When you explained you didn't have many clothes of this variety in your closet, she quickly cleared her day and went on a shopping spree with you. Luxury brands, private fitting rooms, tailors and seamstresses all around took your measurements and were sent off to construct a dozen and more outfits for you to wear in the office. All the while, Ms. CEO sat and watched you model the attire. If the skirt wasn't short enough, she'd direct them to hem a few inches higher. If the cut wasn't deep enough on the blazer, she'd come in close and open the blazer to her desired bust viewing. You couldn't help but heat up tremendously as she worked her way around you, staring at your everything, and touching what felt like all of your intimate parts.
After that was done, she took you to a decadent lunch at a high class restaurant where the waiters and chefs seemingly all knew her by first name. She finished her small portion rather quickly, but she made a point to move her chair next to yours and chat beside you. You felt uncomfortable with her being so close and not eating, but she insisted you continue your food, saying she liked to watch you eat as the expressions you made at the exquisite food filled her more than any other meal could. She kept it to herself that it was mostly because it fueled her desire to know that she could provide for you. To feed you and clothe you. It was paradise to finally have someone to spoil.
At the end of the day, she took you back to your home in her private limo with her driver at the helm. She walked you to your front door, thanked you for indulging her and for such a wonderful day, and bid you a good night. She kissed the back of your hand, leaving behind a bloody red mark of a lipstick kiss as she marked you as hers. Her cute little assistant. She couldn't wait to make you her wife, and that joy carried her home the entire drive home.
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One last idea: Our lovely Ms. CEO needs to attend a super ritzy, widely news pressed, gala of some sort, but she needs a partner to go with her! Everyone else is bringing a date, she'd be mortified she's could care less what the press thinks to be sent alone for the seventh year in a row.
So, she asks you to go with her as her sexy arm candy date. You reluctantly agree since you're just that nice and would hate her to feel humiliated going alone. :((
She's got you right where she wants you, darling~
So, you two go. She picks you up the day before, takes you to get a custom dress made personally for you. Skimpy and tight for her to eye fuck you and devour you all night, but still classy enough that you'll be the most elegant person attending.
You two walk in with the interviewers dotted around going nuts for her showing up with a date this year. You flush and make a point to clarify you aren't dating, but she pulls you along with a scoff at the newscasters.
She pulls you inside, and you two mingle, you never being allowed to stray from her side. She takes you over to the fancy bar, and loads you up with drink after drink, saying she wants you to enjoy the evening and have fun. However, with every drink she pushes on you, you realize too late that she's hardly even nursed the first drink she got an hour ago. You feel light headed and are no doubt way past tipsy.
She pulls you off with a grin, coddling you and holding your face, asking if you were alright in a babying tone. After meekly nodding your head, she yanks you over to the dance floor. She pulls you in close, and since she's at least a head taller than you, she makes sure that you rest your head on her breast. She sways you back and forth on your wobbling knees and you feel hot. You can feel every part of her body smooshed up against yours.
You whine at her hand gripping your hips as they drift lower to your thighs and ass. She whispers sweet nothings in your ears, pressing her red lipstick-covered lips against your ear when she nibbles.
You can't stop her as she pulls you away from the crowd and back to her limo. Once inside, she's kissing you senseless and maneuvering one of her hands to keep you shoved deep into her open-mouthed kiss. All you can acknowledge is her tongue stroking yours in a sensual curl and her other hand shimmying up the deep slit in your fancy dress to dance her fingers around your cute white panties.
You're starting to wonder if the money is really worth it anymore.
Can you guys tell I have no idea how big companies or money work? Lol, no, this was in no way, shape, or form meant to be a realistic view of how CEOs or big companies run. I just want a sexy dominate woman to adore me obsessively, pay for my wants and my desire for pretty dresses, and screw me senseless til I see stars.
Teehee~! â¨đ
Love,
Kraken đ
#x reader#yandere x reader#yandere ceo#yandere woman#yandere lesbian#yandere ceo x reader#yandere lesbian x reader#yandere woman x reader#yandere wlw#random character can be applied to anyone you want#but mostly just a fictional woman in my fanatsy teehee#smut#yandere smut#female reader#yandere x female reader#female x female reader
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Genre: fluff
Warnings: none
Character: Kocho Shinobu x fem reader
Notes: established relationship, she might be a little ooc, you're a butterfly girl
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Shinobu is a dedicated and hardworking Hashira, constantly tending to the wounded, slaying demons, training other slayers, and crafting poisons. Her relentless commitment to her duties leaves her with little time to rest, and the exhaustion begins to take its toll. Despite the growing fatigue, Shinobuâs stubbornness keeps her pushing forward, refusing to take a break or get the rest she desperately needs. Sheâs always busy, always moving, and the weight of her responsibilities never seems to let up.
You being her girlfriend you continue to take care of Shinobu, even though she insists sheâs fine. Her stubbornness doesnât stop you from making sure she stays nourished and hydrated. You bring her meals and snacks, slipping in moments of gentle care whenever you can, hoping to ease her exhaustion. Despite her refusal to rest, your quiet determination to support her never wavers.
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âCmon babe it wont hurt to take a small break you been working like this all weekâ
You gently voice your concern, telling Shinobu that sheâs been working non-stop all week and itâs clear sheâs exhausted. You try to convince her to take a break, just for a little while. But once again, she shuts you down, insisting sheâs fine. Her dismissal doesnât surprise you, but it doesnât stop the worry that continues to gnaw at you.
Despite her words, you decide not to take ânoâ for an answer. As you watch her work on her poisons, you quietly walk up behind her. Gently, you take whatever is in her hand and set it down, making her pause. You then take her hands in yours, giving her a soft smile. Leaning in, you place a tender kiss on the back of her palm, hoping to convey just how much you care.
âYou need to let yourself rest its not going to kill you, ya knowâ
Shinobu lets out a soft, almost tired sigh as the corners of her lips curve up into a small smile. The warmth of your concern washes over her, making her feel truly appreciated. Even though sheâs exhausted, the love and care you show her bring a sense of comfort she canât ignore.
âYes dear I know but I'm fine I don't need-â
You cut her off before she could finish her sentence your voice firm and serious.
âStop lying it pains me to see you work yourself like thisâ
You gently cradle her face, your thumb brushing softly against her cheek as you give her an almost pleading look. Your eyes meet her tired ones, silently begging her to take a moment for herself. The weariness in her gaze tugs at your heart, and you hope she can see how much you care for her well-being.
âYou're taking a break and that's final we both know you need it and I'm not taking no for an answerâ
Shinobu sighs, recognizing your determination and realizing that she wonât win this time. She gives a small, resigned nod, finally agreeing to take a break and rest for a bit. Her stubbornness melts away, replaced by a gentle appreciation for your persistence.
âAlright you winâ
She softly chuckles putting her hand over yours.
âIll take a breakâ
Hearing her agree brings a relieved smile to your face. Determined to ensure she gets the rest she deserves, you take charge of the day, making sure she isnât distracted by any more work. You politely inform anyone who seeks her out that she isnât available and handle any minor tasks yourself. As night falls, you prepare a warm, relaxing bath for her, gently washing her hair and helping her unwind. When sheâs finally ready for bed, you lay down beside her, grateful that sheâs taking time to care for herself with your help.
As soon as her head hits the pillow, with the soft sheets pulled over her, itâs as if sheâs been put under anesthesia. Her eyes immediately begin to flutter closed, the exhaustion of the past week finally catching up with her. You lightly chuckle at the sight, pulling her close and enclosing her in your warm embrace. Shinobu tilts her head up to look at you with half-lidded eyes, a small, content smile appearing on her face. Thereâs a silent exchange of gratitude and affection between you, her tiredness melting away in the comfort of your arms she softly mumbles but being so close you can still hear her.
âThank youâ
You smile and place a kiss to her forehead as her eyes finally close.
âAnything for youâ
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#demon slayer fluff#kny scenarios#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#kimetsu shinobu#shinobu kocho#shinobu x reader#fem reader#fluff#kny fluff#kny kocho#female x female reader
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(Y/N): I'm fine, I don't need protection.
Arlecchino: You don't understand; it's not about you needing protection... it's about me wanting to protect you.
(Y/N): Ehm... thanks?
(Y/N): [In mind; At least don't glare at everyone that approaches me...]
Eula: (Y/N), who was that you were talking to?
(Y/N): Oh, I was just talking to Lisa to retrieve stolen books!
Eula: Hmm, I'll take care of that. For now, you are coming with me.
(Y/N): Huh? Honey wha-
[Shows flustered reader in bed with Eula, naked in bed. Eula was softly breathing & sleeping while the reader was just yelling at the pillow.]
#gender neutral reader#gn reader#male reader#x male reader#x gn reader#x gn y/n#x reader#female x reader#female x male reader#female x female reader#Eula x Reader#Eula x Male Reader#Eula x GN Reader#Eula x Female Reader#dumb scenarios#fanfic#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#Eula#eula x reader#eula x gn reader#eula lawrence
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hi !! could i request hcs about kafka with an s/o who's easily flustered ? ty ! đŤś
SWEETIEPIE HAI
Hmm ofcourse
Tho I warn you I haven't written for a lot of women but I'll try my best
I tried alright (â ・â â˘Ěâ ︿â â˘Ěâ ・â )
She has a flirtatious nature so reader will be blushy so often â˘Ěâ  â  â âżâ  â ,â â˘Ě
I'm telling you this right off the bat, TEASE.
She will randomly do things just to see you get all embarassed and shy she finds it so adorable and will tease you about your reactions
Another thing she likes to do is just randomly in conversations add something flirty and then just look at you waiting for you to get it
She also gets kinda surprised when you get flustered over the smallest things that she considers normal
For example making you breakfast or holding your hand or buying you stuff she thought you would like
She doesn't understand why these small gestures make you so blushy but she enjoys seeing you happy so
She will also see it as a challenge like try out things from time to time to see your reaction
NICKNAMES NICKNAMES she will get really creative if she has to just to see that tiny little tint of red on your cheeks
Also will set up romantic dates for you
She goes out of her way to remember every single thing about you so she can always make a nice suprise and then pat you on the head when you sob out on how amazing she is
#hsr kafka#kafka x reader#kafka honkai star rail#kafka hsr#honkai star rail kafka#honkai star rail x you#honkai star rail x reader#honkai x reader#honkai star rail#curvy and cute#female#female x male reader#female x reader#female x female#female x female reader#nct fluff#reader x character#beauttiful girls#kafka quotes#i dont know#awooooo#full moon#hsr icons#hsr spoilers#hsr x reader#hsr x you#hsr#aaaaaa#bored af#read my story
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You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. âRyo.âÂ
âHm.â He doesnât look up.Â
âMay I ask what you are doing?âÂ
âThe little brat is staring,â Sukuna says matter-of-factly. âI am simply staring at her in return.âÂ
Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyesâexactly like her fatherâsâglitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. âShe thinks youâre playing a game.âÂ
âI am doing no such thing.âÂ
You flip a page. âPut a hand over your face for a few seconds.â He doesnât respond, but you know he listens. âMâkay, now lift.â Thereâs silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles.Â
Sukuna rolls his eyes. âI do not understand what is so entertaining about that.â When you look up again, you see that heâs covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.
âItâs called peek-a-boo. Itâs a game most babies love to play.âÂ
The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. âI have no idea what youâre talking about.âÂ
You snicker. âOne: Youâll figure out what sheâs saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.âÂ
He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her fatherâs eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. âWhat is it now, you brat? Iâm already carrying you.âÂ
He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. âShe wants to touch your face,â you say.Â
âWhy?âÂ
âBecause sheâs a baby, and sheâs curious.âÂ
Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. âHmph. You have your motherâs smile.âÂ
â â â â
The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her.Â
â...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.âÂ
The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. âHa, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you arenât even a year old, brat?âÂ
Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. âHmph.âÂ
You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. âGreat. Your motherâs smile, and her attitude.â
#more sukuna fluff bc why tf not#lol I just love making this evil villain a big softie#girl dad sukuna#sukuna fluff#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#sukuna x reader#sukuna x you#jjk fluff#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen x reader#sukuna x female reader#sukuna x y/n#written by rey <3#sukuna ryomen#ryomen sukuna#ryomen sukuna x reader#ryomen sukuna x you
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đđ B- BIRTHING HIPS ?!
â sum. no one expects the pretty sweet wife ( you ) to have such good birthing hips! not even him. gojo, toji, sukuna, nanami, choso, geto.
wc. 5.9k
warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, established relationships, ex-husband! toji, semi-public (nanami), brÄeding, riding him âtill he breaks, cowgirl + reverse, cÄrvix kissing, reader with the STAMINAAA, (1x) usage of "mistress", squÄŤrting, ass worship, spÄŤt, shotgunning (toji), size kinks.
SATORU â
GOJO.
âh- hah, ooh sweets,â satoru would swallow thickly, every sticky digit on his fingerprints tightly gripping into the bare soft flesh of your fidgeting ass.
you swerved in seductive circles, maintaining direct eye contact while heâs stuffed inch after fat inch inside of you.
as hurried, shallow pants leave his glossed lips, satoru gives your ass a playful little spank, encouraging your tempo to accelerate with quicker hits against his lap.
âwhen you said you.. had a birthday present for me i-â and his voice sheepishly lowers, feeling an incoming moan travel its way up his parched throat at you suddenly surprising his face with a barrage of open-mouthed kisses. âi didnât think yâmeant your ah- hips..â
âyou complaining, âtoru?â youâd cheekily hum, combing a few fingers through his perfect hair. your ears instinctively perked at the cute, small sound of satoruâs mewl just from you running a few digits down his overly tender scalp.
your cunt was just sooo unfair-
it swallowed each inch, feeling your gripping walls wring him tight like a vice every single time..
you even spot sparkly tears glossing on his glittery lashes from the immense, raw pleasure.
ân- no! no, âm never complaining, promise,â heâd speak in a rush, melting right as your lips sneak a wet kiss against his mouth. a string of saliva cowardly runs away from both pairs of shimmery lips before you feel him shiver underneath you.
you were perfect- and satoru was the one who thought he had the most stamina. in reality, though, it was you. the two of you ended up losing track of timeâand itâs probably been hours upon hours of you riding your husband into straight blissful oblivion.
youâre so up close that you had a clear view of him, drinking up his pretty, vocal moans as you attack his lips once again with a three-second kiss. âa- ah, i justââ he stammers, pawing sweaty palms at your ass.
you were just so ruthless- your rear, your hips, your fuckinâ knees⌠you just knew no bounds..
you rolled your waist in a way where it gave him a plethora of shivers. you moan, feeling the prints of his sticky fingertips dig into your skin as his tip thrashes its way around your cunt. âi.. i forgot- forgot- what i was gonna,â heâd whine, whitish brows curling into an arch. âmy god-â he hiccups.
just as your hips dip inward, proudly taking in every fat inch inside of you deeply, he knew that this was it.
satoru was seeing whiteânot only seeing white, but he was shooting it too.
creamy gooey wads that drizzled inside of your cunt, filling you to the very brim with his lustrous knot. his cum pours inside of you oh-so sloppily and you gasp as your jittery legs forcibly cling onto his thighs like paste.
sharp pounds of skin were rough - barbarically slamming against each other at full speed even while he was still cumming.
with the sole help of your hips, youâd turn the strongest into the whiniest..
heâs whining once he continues to spray such thin ribbons inside of you, filling your cunt to capacity with seed as his right thigh grows limp.
satoruâs flushed- and his jaw was cutely dropped with his eyes bulging wide out of their sockets. it was as if your ass moved in slow motionâyou were still riding him but the temp was much, much slower..
his long limbs slowly spread themselves apart as you straddled over him, staring intently into his eyes with an impish smile. satoruâs panting just as much as you. you peer at how his snowy-white hairâs all ruffled - nearly matted as he awkwardly runs a hand through.
âaw,â youâd press another kiss against his twitching mouth, feeling his naturally glossed lips tremor beneath yours. it was so, so much- and your cunt stored every velvety drop. satoru felt your ass greedily rounding itself back onto his leaking cock as you planted your palms on his chest.
his heart-
itâs racing, and he could barely even look you in the eye. satoru was embarrassed, but he didnât want you to stop. not now - not ever.
you knew that for a fact because a small pout started to crease against his thin pink lips once, he felt your hips coming to a devastatingly slow. âwhyâs the pout, birthday boy? still not satisfied?â
âh.. how can i not be with those unfair hips,â satoru moans, taking pauses for each gulping breath as if was going to be his last.
strong, brawny arms wrap around your waist before he pulls you close, feeling a bubbly white ring coat its way around his thick base. satoru grunts at your hips coming to their final concluding stop, and he smacks a hand against your ass.
he looks down between the white mess that paints between thighs, moaning at the sight of your stuffed cunt before sighing deeply. âmhm- so perfect. h- happy fuckinâ birthday to me.â
as you writhe around his cock thatâs still languidly emitting out such thick ropes from the gummed inside, you pepper his face with kisses. satoru moans at your touch as his hands reel your hips back into him.
âyâknow, for the strongest, you really gotta work on your stamina,â you tease, watching that same pout gloss against his lips. satoruâs groaned silently as he pumped you full of chalky amounts that forevermore continued to ooze down the sides of your legs. you hovered over him, brushing a soft thumb over his cheek before leaning in to whisper against the shell of his ear. âhow âbout we do every round for every year you turned, including today?â
âheh- sweets,â satoru tilts his head, doing the quick math in his head for about a millisecond before he pulls you into his beefy chest. a scarred hand guides a warm path down your arched back as he inhales your scentâhuskily grunting into your neck before chuckling. âthen weâd be goinâ for like.. thirty-four rounds.â
âexactly,â you coo, and satoru ogles as you remove his blindfold that lazily hung just above his eyes. bawling it into your first - you put it into his mouth and he lets off a muffled groan. satoru falls back against the satin-covered pillows of the bed with the flesh of your bare ass still in his hand before he blinks thrice.
oh.. you looked so pretty..
towering over him like this when itâs usually the other way around.
satoru leans into your touch once you tenderly cup his face, winding up your bucking hips by introducing that beloved teeth-shattering thrust that never failed to drive him crazy.
ângh- lie back,â and satoru starts to moan continuously with his blindfold clogging his throat before you start to ferociously slam your hips onto his lap. âletâs s.. start from the beginning though, round one, birthday boy.â
TOJI â
FUSHIGURO.
bleary-eyed and hazed, toji groans, staring at how perfectly your ass effortlessly tossed itself back against him..
in the background of the dimly lit room with a few exceptions of lit candles, some old western movie played in the ambience. he couldnât keep his attention on the vintage film anyway, not when you were riding him so so good.
âfuckinâ shit, babygirl,â heâd lean back, hooking a beefy arm around your waist. as you lean in close, your soft right cheek tickles against his prickly growing stubble. a stubby rolled blunt sticks out between his teeth as grassy eyes his continued to droop from his erotic high.
your hips were insane - and every gruesome swerve of your ass gives him whiplash. âremember when youâŚhah- used âta ride me like this on our honeymoon? heh, donât tell me yâer still in love.â
âmmng- shut up, toji,â youâd moan, clawing a hand at his dingy white tank. toji feels your eyes lingering on him and you can visibly see that haughty smirk wickedly trying to carve its way against his crooked lips.
oh, how you loathed him.
you told yourself it was supposed to be the last time, but the last time always turns into one more, then two more, then three..
but that of course never happened.
the abnormally thick tension between you both forever grew. as you leaned against his hairy chest that was protected with the thin fabric of his tank top, you took the blunt from his lips before faintly inhaling the pungent smell.
âjust shut up,â youâd whisper against the shell of his ear. toji grunts once the ruddy crown of his cock sloppily rams its way deeper further. your hands meet his chest and toji drops back, staring at you with a raised brow as you pin his beefy arms over his head. your hips continued to be robust, creating such vigorous thrusts that it made him clench his teeth in longing desire. ânâ let me ride you.â
âyâŚyes, maâam,â toji breathes, his voice shifting more raspy from each direct hit of your deliciously springy hips. your cunt was just so precise, and his swollen tip repeatedly mashed its way thoroughly into your pulsating g-spot. it uses that pretty spotâimagining itâs a target and he hits it perfectly, bullseye every time.
the lightning-shaped veins ran through his bare arms as you held them over his head, dragging your bouncy ass back ân forth until he groans.
it was just something about your body that hypnotized him. your hips practically rolled into toji, moaning against his lips until hot smoke poured between the pried open cracks of his lips.
it lands against your tongueâand itâs flavorless, but you playfully lick the corner of his lip, feeling him shiver underneath you. âgoddd- those fuckinâ hips. work âem, girl, fuuuck . . me.â
the way your pussy was just so sloppy too. the mere definition of wet. your slick clings against tojiâs hefty sack like there was no tomorrow.
you had a watery grip that always made toji loll his eyes in lewd elation. the bed was almost louder than the combined moans of you both, and it even seemed like its constant groans and yelps were trying to compete.
ânot so cocky now when youâre close, hm?â youâd airily whisper, feeling tojiâs arm trying to flop itself back down. you grab his wrist, hearing the cute stubborn smack of his lips at your abrupt hold. âahhh- touch, but no looking, baby.â
âbratty girl,â toji cocks his head, the lump in his throat nearly having him gasp for air. your hips were simply not fair - and pretty soon, he was coming close. your cuntâs wetly swallowing the entirety of his stout cock, twirling around his lap before viciously slamming down on his cock repeatedly.
your sweet, harmonic-like moans were pitchy and loud, but between your legsâyou were far far louder. you swerved in erratic arcs, and each squelch that left from your pussy sounded wetter every time. you watched how tojiâs defined abs bleed through his tank. âfine then. make me fuckinâ cum - câmooon,â and he sharply brings a hand toward your ass. âmake yâer lovinâ doting husband proud, yea?â
âand you call me the brat,â youâd grumble, leaning back in to swap the rest of the puffed smoke that lingered in his mouth. toji snickers, feeling your ass than its way in each ân every direction. your rhythm was just⌠perfect!
youâre moving in circles, youâre moving forward, hell, you even toss your ass backward just to watch his leafy eyes roll to the backs of their sockets. your cuntâs just profusely dripping wet, and he could feel you soaking from the inside at each sloppy bounce of your berserk hips.
tojiâs trying to keep up his cocky façade, but with your unpredictable movementsâhe was screwed. âheh- atta girl, thatâs my girl. âm all yours ân yâknow know it,â he grunts, bruising your cervix repeatedly with smooch after smooch with the help of his plump tip. tojiâs got your hips firmly by the palms, bouncing you harder on his hardened cock to make you babble out his name like it was its own sort of chant.
âtoji toji toji!â was all you could whine out with your head empty and dumbed down from putting your hips to work.
âmhm- even if divorced, this pretty pussy always knows who it belongs tâ fuck!â
mid-sentence, toji ends up cumming at that beautiful sharp smack of your ass that makes him nearly choke on a hoarse grunt. his grip against the fat of your ass loosens and his cockâs growing weak and soft, trying to retreat itself out of your pussy. itâs thin, slimy ropes that end up tangling with your treacly juices create a lewd cobweb that glues against both fleshy mounds. âmhm, soo fuckinâ good, toji,â youâd moan, slowing the rocking of your unsteady hips as he finally succumbs to his high.
the movie still quietly plays in the background, and you lean inâsnatching the blunt out of his lips before kissing him. the taste of earthy, spiced smoke lands on your tongue once he returns the sloppy gesture, groaning into your mouth as heâs dumping load after hot load into you. âmmph-,â toji shivers, feeling your arms run down his beefy biceps, feeling all over his ripped body.
you couldnât lie- you kind of missed him. kind of..
your hips still buckled and the friction makes him hiss against your teeth. âgoddamn, i canât.. feel my legs, baby girl,â he grumbles, tilting his head back slightly once your hips dip forward. âcanât stop . . cumminâ fuck-â
âseems like we gotta work on that stamina, old man,â youâd sneer, wriggling your ass once the last final spurts of cum fill inside of you. tojiâs eyes then suddenly narrow at you, and you grin before he sits up. âwhat?â
âold man?â he repeats.
âyeah, old m-â
and itâs almost comical how you were literally straddling his lapâand now, youâre laid flat on your back with your knees rudely shoved up to the top of your chest. thereâs a carnal look in tojiâs eyes, and you gulp once you glance down at his feverishly hot cockhead thatâs weeping with pearly droplets of dried cum.
âyeah, okay,â he grouses, earning a sweet moan from you once his tip harshly smacks against your tender opening.
toji spits on his palm before spanking your pussy, feeling you writhe in anticipation before he pulls your legs further back. his body hovers over you before he sticks his slick-covered fingers in his mouth for just a second to get a tasteâaligning his fat tip before snickering at how eager you were to open up for him again already.
âletâs see just how quickly this âold manâ can break his pretty wifeâs pussy then, hmm? just like old times, baby.â
NANAMI â
KENTO.
if it was anything nanami kento despised more than constantly working day ân night at the office on constant repeat, drowning in piles of paperwork and getting his ear talked off by calls was leaving his pretty horny wife unsatisfied.
âsweetheart-â nanami timidly groans, slouching back against his rickety office chair. you were just nasty with your hips, slapping your ass against his cock thatâs repeatedly reaching deep deep deep angles with little to zero effort.
it makes nanami pull on his checkered tie thatâs a tad bit loose, tapping his heel against the wooden-cold floor. â âm stillâŚon the job,â and his voice pitches huskier from each languid stroke. your gaping cunt was hungrily sucking him in, flawlessly bruising your cervix with a multitude of french kisses. âbut actually, this is . . better than staring at a computer screen all day.â
âyeaah?â you whisper, sneaking your spit-glossed lips near his chin. your body was straight-up sensual. nanami couldnât keep up with the constant bouncy reel of your hips and the way you grind so lovingly against him.
the buckles of nanamiâs belt clang as you rut against his lap, rubbing against the slim fabric of his pulled-down slacks.
as the office chair turned and swiveled, so did your hips. every few seconds, nanami would peek through blurred peripherals and hope no one would walk by his secluded cubicle.
âso paranoid, baby. hey, look at me, hey-â and as your hands crawl their way toward nanamiâs chiseled cheeks, fawn eyes lock against yours within an instant. heâs sweating bullets, and you moan at the feeling of his cold watch band ghosting down your skin. âmhm, good. eyes up here, all on me. eyes on your poor wife who hasnât been touched alllll day.â
âhah- more like.. you touch yourself by video calling me while showinâ off the toys i buy you,â nanami sighs, preventing himself from eye-rolling at the cunning grin thatâs trying to compress against your lips. he was right though, whenever nanami was at work and you were at homeâyouâd call him, sometimes video call.
sliding your hands down your body⌠touching yourself while wearing his work clothes⌠purposely making a bit of a mess on his side of the bed too.
âcanât help it when my husband looks like you,â you whisper, leaning further forward so that your tummyâs pressed up against his tailored button-up. his cologne was always loud, he was wearing one of your favorites too.
it always smelled like a mixture of dirty cinnamon and rich, seductive chocolate. nanami quietly grunts, low eyes peering at his bright computer screen that had dozens of tabs open.
so overworked..
but he couldnât lieâyour hips always knew how to relieve his stress, make him forget all about his important tasks and documents he had to go over. your cuntâs just so greedy though.
every pump of his cock hastily drives through you at high speed, hips steadily forming such rough collisions with each crashing thrust. with the way you were riding him, he started to have thoughts of getting you pregnant. âf- fuuck.â heâd groan, sexily tilting his head to the left once your lips made their way onto his skin. youâre soft- creating a trail of invisible kisses as you rode him so good that he didnât even notice his phone was suddenly ringing.
brrrriiiiiiinnng!
itâs the office phoneâand itâs the same, high-pitched ringtone like always that was merely akin to nails on a chalkboard. âmmh- important phone call, âken. must be important,â youâd teasingly moan, bringing your rocky hips to a brief pause. nanami groans in annoyance at the interruption, stretching his split knuckles one by one. with a lively hum, you playfully pout. â âs okay, i can alwaysâŚwait-â
âno- no,â nanami grumbles, soft brown eyes nearly rolling back due to the thick gaping stretch of his cock mending your insides with such ease. he pulls you into him, giving your ass a needy squeeze. lowly whispering into your ear, nanami sighs before answering the phone. âbe a . . good girl ân keep those hips movinâ sweetheart. iâll be quick.â
âyes, sir.â youâd play along, feeling his dick twitch between your saturated foldsâand oh, you knew that made him hard. secretly, you knew nanami always did have a sir kink.
your ass slammed into nanamiâs lap violently, and heâs feeling himself grow weaker and weaker the more your weight presses on top of him. ânanami, speaking,â heâd gruffly answer, trying to conceal his pantingly deep breaths.
you couldnât really hear much except gibberish, but you started to get louder the more his mushroomy tip vertically drags its way down your sopping cunt. âmmph!â after âmmph!â would come out of youâand you were so vocal that he had to put a palm over your mouth.
nanami deadpans, clearly knowing what you were up to. âuh.. uh huh, i see,â he continues, groaning once his cock slides its way near your clit, tapping near your slick entrance before sloppily âpopping!â itself back out.
you bring a hand toward his veiny cock, slipping it back in before you then realizeâyouâre drooling all over his palm. ânasty.. girl,â he whispers under his breath, forgetting that he had someone on the other line.
the colleague on the other line said something along the lines of âwhat theâŚâ and nanami quickly backtracked. âahem- i mean, yes. that sounds good. i should be free⌠monday.â
with the conversation coming to a close after a few overly prolonged seconds, nanami ends up cumming mid-conversation. the phone ends up dropping against his desk, and nanami groans, wrapping his arms around you while spewing out hot masses of cum.
âfuck- fuck sweetheart, oh, m- my,â heâd stammer, blond brows twisting together at the feelings of elation. itâs fiery hot - seeping deeply into your core so much that it even dribbles down your thigh. your cuntâs all puffy â prettily glistening with remnants of bubbly cum tearing from your folds before you kiss him. nanami moans against your wet, quivering lips as clashing teeth battle with each other.
as your grinding hips earn out a soft moan from him, he swallows your whines, tucking you underneath a sleeved arm before spanking your ass. âgod, m- might have to propose to you again. âm still cumminâ.â
and as youâre still straddling him with both sweaty bodies smushed against each other, your ear twitches at the quiet mumbling sounds of the phone that were never hung up.
âmr. nanami, what⌠on earth⌠did i just listen to.â
SUKUNA â
RYĹMEN.
sukuna gravelly groans, huffing out low âfuckâ âs and âughâ âs after each spongy bounce of your ass.
the wholly cruel stretch of his cock buries itself deep within you making him click his tongue. sukuna was always a perfect fit â sometimes it took a bit of stretching, but he always knew he was around and inside. his cock knew each and every route, studying every slippery orifice and corner of your gummy, squeezing walls.
sinister, red eyes trail down your bouncing frame before he snickers at the cute taunting thrusts of your hips. âsome . . nerve, woman,â he huffs, his lungs failing to keep up with your barbaric stamina. a sleazy grin tries to tug against both corners of his lips as he firmly grips your ass, spanking you again to encourage you to go faster. ângh, ridinâ me while wearinâ my kimono? must hah- have some kinda death wish.â
the fabric wears your entire body loosely, and sukuna canât help but gawk as you jerk your hips at such a sloppy tempo.
your pussyâs overwhelmed with all the fat inches of sukunaâs cock that mercilessly bullies its way into you. like always - he knew the exact layout of your pussy, and you moan once he presses a hand on your tummy.
âactuallyyy, they look better on me,â you quietly mumble, licking a stripe up his neck. sukuna inhales a sharp breath, scarlet eyes knocking further to the very back of his tilted skull. he was always a fool for your touch. âdonât you agree?â
âsuch a smart mouth,â sukuna grabs your entire chin, steadying your hips with another. out of the many enemies heâs facedâyour hips were the far brutalist heâs ever been up against.
you didnât know when to quit.
you moan at the soft pricks of his honed claws nipping at your skin, hearing the loud, pitchy sounds of both sharp rutting hips clashing in sync.
sukuna canât help but stareâstare at you, at your body, and especially at the way you continuously threw your ass in circles, circles galore.
âthink my wifeâs gettinâ a âlil too spoiled,â he growly murmurs, tracing the claw of his thumb over your lip. your cuntâs never felt so full - his tip was just as mean as he was. it drags its way through a lewd pattern, caressing through every part of your gummy walls before seeing your eyes bulge to the size of saucers. âaw, look at that face. âs too big for you again, like always, hm?â
âs- shut up, âkuna.â you moan, pushing him back against the wobbly throne that sounded like it was about to snap into two within seconds. with a stubborn âhmmph!â he lands on his back, eyeing you with a quirked pink brow.
with your knees bent to a certain degree, you started to guide your hipsby rocking it back against his lap. you knew how to swerve and grind. making the curse groan continuously from each slap of your hips, he spanks your ass while scoffing angrily under his breath.
sukuna didnât have a weakness - besides you.
you had a type of arch that was killer.
all sukuna did was lie back while he watched you work. your ass bounced and bounced as skin against skin relentlessly ricochets onto each other. he didnât even realize how his jaw was tightening. your grip was enticingâyour cunt was slick as ever, drowning the entire shaft of his thick cock with your dripping sap. âg- goddamn, woman,â sukuna groans, his voice softening a bit.
who knew something as such as hips was enough to put the sukuna ryomen in check?
the penetration ended up turning sloppy within each ân every round that progressed, and sukunaâs tip was practically making love with your sensitive g-spot.
the stimulation had you moaning into his neck before you gasped, feeling him grab your hips. sukuna glances at you, feeling your sturdy hips nearly slowing down before he tauntingly tsks his tongue at you. âhah- donât slow down now. you wanted âta fuck me, so fuck me with those pathetic- hah, hips, girl.â
heâs just so big - you couldnât help but whine out repeated inaudible whimpers. his custom made kimono loosely flows over your body as you continue to move with the constant creaks of his throne groaning from each bounce of weight. âf- fuck, âkuna,â a gargled moan bubbles out of your throat as you press a sloppy kiss against his lips.
sukunaâs jaw easily goes slack, and the rough slams of your ass left him spacing out in no time. your cuntâs so powerful that he gets transformed into another dimension for a split second. milliseconds pass and the demon sees nothing but pure white, and thatâs when he cums.
sukuna lets out a gruff battle-crying groan once he releasesâpouring such a gluey batch of cum into your cunt. itâs hot - messily oozing its way into you, a few spurts dribbling down his fat base thatâs a blushing pink. a gravelly grunt leaves from sukuna as he grips your ass, making your hips circle their way slower against his pelvis.
âugh- the audacity of this w- worthless pussy,â he stutters, shakily chewing on every word from the elated pleasure that comes from his finish. sukunaâs crimson eyes roll, and he bares his fangs deep into your neck as his creamy knot deepens inside of you. âfuck.â
âoh, donât tell me youâre gettinâ tired already, mâlord,â youâd tease, saying that title, knowing how heâd always get hard whenever you addressed him in formal manners. sukunaâs faintly trembling underneath you, and he hisses at the sticky sight of his own cum that starts to paste against the undersides of your nearly numb thighs. eagerly, you buck your hips into him again, watching his eyes carnally widen. âone more round, âkunaâyeah?â
with a quirked pink brow and lowly hooded eyes, heâs panting heavily. sukunaâs cock twitched inside of you, practically creating a bulge just from how ridiculously thick he was before he sighs.
ây- yeah, one more.â
âone more what?â
sukuna shoots you a glare but it soon falters once your ruthless rocking starts up again.
youâre rough, burying your knees into his thighs as your ass smacks against his cock - making him groan out a needy whine.
âfuck- one more round.. mistress.â
CHOSO â
KAMO.
every time you rode choso, he canât help but fall in love with you - again.
it was just something about your hips. something about the way you moved, the way you stared deeply into his eyes, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. your voice alone was enough to make him finish, pumping you full of viscid wads that swam their way right into your warm, welcoming womb.
âs- so fuckinâ hot,â heâd whine out, studying each hop of your hips with bleary half-open eyes. if you squinted just enough, youâd spot how his pupils were gradually turning heart-shaped. you sensuously rolled your hips in a way where choso was at a loss for words.
âmmh- baby,â heâd groan, feeling your thighs lift before slamming straight back down. your cunt sloppily clamped down on his cock tightly, wringing choso dry and milking him for all that he was worth. âdonât- donât stop, please- donât stop, fuuuuck.â
flimsily, you threw your arms around over his shoulders that were so tense-slacked.
as youâre right next to his face, chosoâs frantically pantingâpuffs of air leaving from his parted lips with greasy black strands sticking to his forehead. chosoâs just glossed with sweat, and his hands start to slowly creep their way to the bottoms of your plush thighs. âtouch me more, âcho,â youâd moan, grinding yourself against him in circular motions.
chosoâs cock was hard - so so hard. you felt it, and itâs as if time stood still when it happened.
the blushing crown of his shaft securely squeezes its way through your pinching walls, introducing itself to your convulsing g-spot.
âchosooo, chosâoh!â youâd shriek, your thighs immediately collapsing against his. the stimulation of his crowned head smearing around the spongy texture makes you short-circuit for a moment.
you probably looked cartoonish. nothing but white painted the insides of your rolled eyes with your jaw goofily dangling open, furrowing brows curling up in such bawdy pleasure..
âa.. are you okay? does it hurt?â choso stammers, awkwardly cupping your face with big, roughly textured palms. your cheek falls into his hand as you smile, bringing a kiss toward the tip of his nose while leaning into his gentle touch.
âbaby, âm fine,â you reassure him, watching chosoâs shoulders sag. chosoâs hands snag at your ass as his head falls back. the adamâs apple that bobs in his throat never stops bobbing, and he throatily groans once he starts to feel your wobbly hips pick up again.
âo..ooh! keep hittinâ there- yeah, right there,â and choso sucks his teeth as he not only hears but feels your pussy slickly slide on his cock. ravened eyes of his eventually flicker down at your neglected, bouncing chest and choso cutely sighs.
humming, you hold his chin while rubbing the pad of your thumb over his sheeny pouted lips. âgo ahead, choso. feel âem.â
heâs touched you probably dozens of times. the two of you were married, and yet he was always hesitant, waiting for your approval. right when you gave it though, choso couldnât contain himself anymore.
you gasped once choso quickly sank his face in between your chest, cupping his mouth around one of your bare nipples. âmmp-â heâd let off a muffled moan against your skin, the muscles in his face relaxing as he felt you patting his head.
you were still riding him, strenuously smacking your hips on top of him - each squelch from your cunt never failing to pitch higher and higher.
the arch of your back stretches further, and you feel his hand swat against your ass. chosoâs tongue sloppily swirls around your tender nub before it turns into wet suckles. âf- fuck, jusâ like that, choso,â youâd whine, hearing each loud âpop!â sound away from his lips once your tit occasionally slides out his mouth.
chosoâs weakly rutting into you too, but one of his arms wraps around your hips - pulling you closer. youâre rocking back and forth, hearing him moan against your skin before he starts nipping. â âm gonna c.. cum,â his eyes widen, digging slender fingertips into the right cheek of your ass.
and his voice shook at each pounce of your hips. youâre riding him until he breaks - literally.
the split of chosoâs tip rummages its way through your tight, clenching walls, steadily jackhammering its head toward the hood of your clit. your thighs nearly snap together shut at the long-awaited pressure, and you wrap your arms around his slim torso.
âfuck, oh f- fuck âm gonna cum too, choso,â youâd whimper in his ear, feeling his body underneath you cutely shudder. your hips were just delicious.
heâs nearly forgetting to breathe with how damn good you rode him - with how you rotated your ass, rocking your waist, barreling all of his inches. chosoâs heart thumped straight out of his chest, and one glance of you was all it took for him to realize he was falling in love with you again.
âugh- fuck me, babyâuse me, oh f- fuck,â heâd start rambling, the sweaty prints of his thumbs swirling circles around the occasional dents in your back. he found it so attractive how each time you moved or rocked against him, your muscles would cutely tense at the excessively wide stretch of his cock. âneed you. iâŚhah- needâŚyou,â heâd murmur between pauses of sharp breaths, and chosoâs entire body slumps back within seconds.
one final thrust and heâs cumming - hard.
you end up finishing too â gushing straight out, poor trembly thighs collapsing right over his meaty thighs that were the mere definition of ânumbâ.
youâre whimpering as heâs filling you up with satiny ropes that tangle with your syrupy slick that soaks the head of his cock. âfuck, âcho, thatâs it. r- relax,â youâd swerve your hips around, watching chosoâs abs clench underneath you. youâre riding him so good that he thought he was gonna get pregnant.
youâre drenched - bringing two fingers toward your cunt, coolly spreading your pretty entrance apart. your clitâs pulsing, and youâre moaning once you see small masses of cum spilling down your clit. âyouâre always so messy.â
âhah- for⌠you,â choso sighs, a sleazy grin forming across his lips. his hand still remains glued to your ass and he grunts, sneaking a hand between the crack of your thighs. âmmh- i think.. i want you to do that again, baby.â
âwhat?â you bring a chaste kiss toward his lips, swallowing the incoming whine that leaves from chosoâs lips. heâs never tasted sweeter - and you could feel his body quiver at the feeling of your hands sliding down his chest.
choso moans against your lips, pressing his forehead against yours. âs.. squirt,â he purrs hoarsely, and you gasp once he lifts you, making you lie back this time. darkened eyes fall toward between your sprawled-out legs and he nearly drools â taking in the pure sight of his cum wetly streaming down your pearled nub. choso whines against your cunt, taking one long lap of his tongue, relishing at the messy taste of both mixtures of arousal - yours and his.
with a pout, choso starts to clean you up, smearing the bridge of his nose against your twitching cunt before meeting your gaze. âsquirt again, pretty girl. i.. i wanna taste it this time,â and he gives your swollen heat a wet kiss.
âpretty please?â
SUGURU â
GETO.
geto could practically feel his mouth watering once he saw that sweet, perfect arch of yours.
heâs used to seeing you in front, up close ân personal but no.. you wanted to try riding him in reverse. not only that, but you decided to ride him in reverse while he was still very much sensitive.
âooh, p- princess,â heâd grunt hoarsely, tasting the treacly sweet stream of saliva pooling into his mouth. the buds that live on his tongue ached at the hot, comforting squeeze of your cunt. getoâs still getting over his recent orgasmâglobs of cum still sticking against his cock and glossing wetly between your quivering legs. âugh- youâre killinâ me here with that pretty fuckinâ arch of yours, yâknow that?â
âmhm, good,â youâd reply in a hurried tone, feeling his lust-like gaze lock against your ass. you werenât even going fast and yet, your hips already had him on a leash.
geto couldnât stop staring - nor could he keep his strong, callused hands to himself.
you moaned, planting your hands against the crumpled-up sheets before gasping. geto makes you arch more, getting a pretty fogged-eyed view of the way your backside curves over his lap right before his eyes. âhah- suguru, donât stop touchinâ me.â
âdidnât . . plan on it, pretty,â he rasps, trailing his eyes down at the rocking curvature of your waist. youâre fuckinâ moving, and with your hands gripping onto his kneesâyou threw your ass back against him time and time again. geto groans, feeling his reddened tip that was still leaking swab its way around your clit like a q-tip. your ass had a grip that made him nearly choke on the treacly saliva that sticks near the back of his tongue. âgod- so perfect, look at you, girl. so hah- damn gorgeous when youâre on top, fuck.â
âmhm,â youâd bite back a moan, the sensual rolling of your hips turning more intimate by the second. his dick coarsely stretches through your slavering insides, sloppily pumping you full with each âpop!â squelching out from between your thighs. geto keeps his gaze locked on your ass the entire time, and thatâs when you start to bend your knees.
you arch lower, zealously wriggling your ass before bouncing on his cock and thatâs when you hear him starting to whine. âfuck- so big,â youâd gasp, taking control of the tempo by steadily veering your hips like a boat. âhold my hips, sugu. hold âem while i fuck you.â
geto lets off a guttural groan, swatting a clammy palm against your backside before both hands attach near your rotating waist thatâs raining with sweat from all angles. youâre merely glowing and itâs just so pretty.
âtch- youâre gettinâ cocky, princess,â heâd mumble, his voice turning shakier as your ass frantically ruts into him at full force. his sweltering hot tipâs on the verge of splitting you open and you moan each time you feel its overly vast curve delve straight inside your pussy, nastily dragging its way down your sopping valley. tossing his head back, getoâs abs instinctively clench through his shirt before he whines again. â âm only lettinâ you take charge âcause iââ
and geto pauses abruptly, violently clenching his teeth at the slick pasty feeling of your pussy trapping the entirety of his thick length. breath snatches out of his chest before he groans loudly, spanking your ass with the corners of his lips twitching into a pout.
âo- oh fuck, âm gonna fuckinâ cum again,â and the words whine out from his lips oh-so prettily, grunting each time you slam your ass back down against his cock. his bulbous tip deepens its angle inside of you, rolling his eyes from the sudden pressure arising.
heâs never felt hotter â and geto nearly blacks out completely once you start to purposely slow down, sneaking a hand back to smack your ass right in front of his face while craning your neck. âyeah, give it tâme then, baby. donât miss a fuckinâ drop.â
âsuch a s.. slut,â geto groans, nearly getting hypnotized by how good youâre dragging your hips in figure eights. they gradually shift into circlesâand heâs buried deep deep deep, pounding into your cunt rawly until he ends up shooting blanks again. you end up finishing too, and it feels like a deep sigh you are finally letting go. shockwaves and electricity pierce through every nerve and vein through your body, and your mouth drops openâfeeling your teeth chatter once your hips back their way up against him in reverse.
getoâs body underneath you immediately shudders and oh- heâs whimpering, feeling the weight of your rickety hips steady.
as his mouth grows dryly arid, geto lets off a weary âphewâ as the core muscles in his abs tighten.
viciously thin ropes of cum shoot into you. globs of it seep deep inside of you, watching as your cunt sloppily spits remnants of it on its tipâcoating the shriveled-up base of his cock thatâs been perfectly milked. âb.. baby,â he hoarsely groans, hands still stuck to each side of your hips.
it was such a pretty sight â your cunt remained stuffed full with buttery ribbons of cum that ran down your thighs before he spanks your ass.
âjusâ . . gimme a minute. think your pussy really hah- broke me,â and geto gives the right of your ass cheek its final needy squeeze before sighing in defeat. âf- fuuuuck, girl.â
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Thinking of sleeping next to your husband Kento, feeling needy and horny
Grinding your ass back on him, where he's resting behind you, you feel the bulge in his loose shorts.
"uuh-" you start whimpering in your sleep, with your pussy starting to throb and trickle over your panties.
The little moaning noises you're making and the way your plush ass is rubbing on his cock rouses your husband from his dreams.
And he finds you, flushed and hot, worked up and sooo sleepy.
He sees the look of agitation on your face, like you can't quite get what you want.
"shh," he comforts you, stroking your hair, "shh, sweetheart, let me make it better"
Slipping your panties aside, he pulls down his shorts and starts rubbing you with the head of his cock.
Right where you need it.
Your body responds, letting out a relieved sigh as your face gets that beautiful peaceful expression.
"is that what you want, honey?" He murmurs, his voice deep with sleep, while you're not fully awake yourself.
"mmmh mm--" this is one amazing dream.. your mind can't quite figure out if it's real, but you nod and moan and push back on him like the neediest little thing.
"adorable" he kisses the back of your neck and takes your hips in his hands, pushing his cock into you slowly.
"kenn- Kento~" your body starts to wake up with the feeling of being filled.
"keep going.. please.."
"shh, I've got you, sweetheart," he coos in your ear, "just relax and let me take care of you"
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simonâs not a virgin by any means, but the first time he sinks his thick cock into your tight, sweet little cunt, he absolutely loses it.
the sugary tone in which you gave him permission to fuck you after he asked, begged you so nicely, like he was even deserving of it.
how he has to bite down on the rugged knuckle of his fist when he presses the head of his cock to your soaked cunny, failing to stifle down his groans but already too fucked-out to care whatsoever once he bottoms out (or at least as much of his cock heâs able to fit in).
the way his name spills from your puffy lips when he finally starts to move, just barely an inch in and out with each âthrustâ because youâre just so fucking warm and welcoming and he doesnât want to separate from you for even a split moment.
how your fingertips lightly graze between the divots of his flexed, pronounced abs, nails raking over his skin with a softness no one has ever shown him. heâs turning greedy for you; needs more and more.
you turn dumb in a matter of seconds. so dumb, in fact, you havenât even noticed he finished inside you the instant his cock was fully sheathed within your tummy, and how heâs already coaxing out his second load to join the first one fucked deep into your womb.
and you canât even blame him, considering he was fucked utterly stupid from the moment he set eyes on you :(
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pls pls pls 𼚠older bf! gojo fucking the attitude out of his gf
âđđ đđđđđđđđ. satoru picks you up after your lecture to spend quality time with you, only to realise you got an attitude that needs some fixing.
tags. dom older bf!gojo x female reader. smut, pwp but also with plot. age gap (reader early 20âs, satoru early 30âs). rough. hints of degradation. p in v -> unprotected. standing doggy. semi-public. spanking. hair pulling. name calling. creampÄŤe. nicknames âprincess, babyâ. wc: 3.2k
âmind telling me who that was, baby?â satoru asks while he fixes his sunglasses. he pushes his hair back a little, walking beside you through campus. you had just finished your study session with a boy whoâs in your statistics class. your lovely boyfriend offered to pick you up and take you back home after that.
though, despite the kind gesture, youâre still visibly stressed after revising the material. your mind is occupied with all sorts of stuff you need to know before your exam on thursday.
âjust a classmate,â you respond curtly, not even looking at satoru. youâre speeding ahead of him, wanting to rush home already. you nibble on your bottom lip and your brows are furrowed due to the distress, âwhy do you care?â
that sentence came out harsher than you had expected it to. you donât mean to be bitchy, but youâre under too much stress at the moment. your body reacts before you can withstand it.
satoru is silent for a few seconds. heâs surprised by the tone of voice you used. he keeps on following you, however, not letting your little comment ruin the conversation. heâs there to help you, not to make you even more upset.
which is why he tries to lighten the mood.
âoh?â satoru chuckles, his dimples showing. he easily keeps up with you, his long legs carrying him around quite fast. the white haired man pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear ever so gently, âdid someone upset my little princess today?â
you donât answer him. youâre focused on your phone, hurriedly texting your friend back while speeding past all the other students. you donât even notice how the girls are gawking at your manâwhispering about how handsome he is and who he might be.
satoru doesnât pay them any mind. his sole goal is to gain your attention back. he frowns after his question is met with silence. the clicking of his dress shoes increases as he tries to get you to stop and face him.
âcâmon,â your boyfriend sighs and stands in front of you, stopping you to an abrupt halt. he holds your wrist tenderly yet firmly, letting you know that he wants to properly communicate with you, âyâ canât ignore me.â
you yank your hand back, your irritated attitude visible in your actions. you look up at satoru, not caring about what he thinks or wants at the moment. you just want to go home and relax. everything is overstimulating you.
âi can and i will,â you huff before stepping aside to continue your journey out of the universityâs terrain. your boyfriendâs frown only deepens. youâre not the only one whoâs currently getting agitated. you push past a group of students who stood in your way, âletâs just go home.â
satoruâs eyes narrow. he doesnât get upset fastâhe rarely feels any kind of angerâbut right now he can feel something itching inside of his chest. heâs tried not to let the jealousy get the best of him at first, but now with all the other emotions coming into play, itâs nearly impossible to hold himself back.
satoru considers himself a fairly mature man. heâs always been one, yet when it comes to you he canât help but feel like he doesnât have any control over his emotions. his body and mind act on their own.
âaht aht. not so fast, little lady.â
you suddenly feel yourself being dragged to the side. satoruâs grip around your arm isnât harsh, but it sure is enough to make you stumble along with him. you click your teeth in slight annoyance after the initial shock settles in. you know thereâs no fighting it; you donât want others to witness your little squabble.
âhey, where are we going?â you ask, a slight whine leaving your throat. you simply want to go lay in your bed and avoid everything and everyone else. your eyes are focused on the back of satoruâs head as he guides you along. he doesnât bother to face nor answer you.
you sigh and simply allow yourself to be dragged away. if youâre going to get a scolding, you donât mind. youâre just going to hear him out and nod along so you can go back home faster.
you raise an eyebrow when satoru arrives at the bathroom on the second floor. âwhat theââ youâre confused as to what your boyfriend is trying to achieve. you quickly look around to see if anyone has seen you.
no one seems to be close. this part of the building has always been empty around this time frame anyway.
youâre pulled into the menâs bathroom after satoru made sure that the coast was clear. he gently pushes you into an empty stall and locks the door. âsatoru, whatâs up with you?â you sigh as you stumble back against the bathroom wall. itâs a hypocritical comment considering your own nasty attitude.
you try to push him aside, only for your boyfriend to force your arms around his neck, pulling you flush against him. your eyes lock into his and thatâs when you notice how . . dark they are. the usual playful look is nowhere to be found.
âiâm just thinkinâ that yâr attitude needs some fixing, hm?â satoru whispers. a ghost of a smirk appears on his faceâitâs a twisted one. wicked, with the thoughts of what heâll do to punish you for your actions. he rarely has that expression when heâs with you.
he tips your chin up with quite some force, âi can help with that.â
everything else happens at a blink of an eye. one of satoruâs large hands slithers up your back to tangle in your hair and yank it back, exposing the column of your throat for his hickeys to take shape on. his other hand swiftly makes work of your pants and undergarments.
his jaw is clenchedâthe usual hint of gentle love in his eyes is replaced by lust fuelled by jealousy and frustration. satoru is not playing around either. instead of taking his time like he usually does when it comes to intimacy, heâs quick to discard both your clothing.
âfuckinâ tease,â the white-haired man mutters under his breath, panting with desire. he zips down his pants and frees his big cock from his boxers. âalways pushing my buttons. isnât that right, baby?â
satoru lets out a breathy, mocking chuckle. he fists the shaft slowly while his blue eyes roam over your body caged against him and the wall, âbut i guess thaâs part of the reason why i love youâhah.â
youâre basically in shock at the sudden switch. your jaw is slack and your eyes are wide, but thereâs an undeniable feeling in your chest that tells you youâre loving this change. you canât deny the fact that youâre turned on. extremely turned on.
ââtoru, i donât think itâs smart to do this here,â you murmur in a small voice. youâre trying to have some dignity, even now, when your panties are soaked and the scent of your obvious arousal is driving your man crazy.
âdonât care,â satoru shakes his head with a smug grin. his long fingers hook around the waistband of your underwear before flimsily tugging them down to your ankles. his eyes darken the second he sees the webs of sticky, translucent slick clinging from your panties to your puffy folds.
he grunts, his cock twitching painfully in his hand. heâs thinking of simply jerking off to the sight of you in front of him, but he decided otherwise. satoru smacks your clit with his fat tip, âshouldâve thought about that before catchinâ an attitude with me.â
suddenly, he turns you around so youâre facing the wall. your nails dig into the flat surface of the tiles, catching onto nothing. youâre hoping that no one will walk into the bathroom. last thing you need is everyone knowing that you were getting your back blown out by your boyfriend on campus.
not that satoru would mind those rumors. itâd only fuel his (already) huge ego.
âoh, yeahâ shit. you need this âs much as i do,â satoru groans as sinks his cock into your pussy, agonisingly slow, inch by inch. you shudder and hold in your moans as your velvety walls make part for him.
his hands spread your pert asscheeks, smacking the full globes before kneading them to soothe the pain. he continues in a low, dangerous voice, âyou wouldnât be so stuck up if yâ didnât need this fuckinâ dick to shut you up.â
satoru doesnât stop pushing in until his heavy balls are resting snugly against your bottom, warming his sack full of cum thatâs aching to be released in your dripping cunt.
ângh, âtoru,â you bite your lip and try not to orgasm just from the feeling of being fullâ so full of cock that it makes you see stars, âjust like that.â
the white-haired man responds with a satisfied grunt, sweat forming on his forehead from how hot and wet it is inside of you.
âoh, there she is,â satoru coos once he hears your whiny voice, that sweet voice he cherishes and loves. it isnât cold nor avoidant anymore like before and thatâs really all he wanted to acquire. he licks a stripe from the tip of your ear to the lobe, voice husky, âthereâs the girlfriend i know. moan some more fâ me.â
you shiver as satoruâs lips connect with the back of your neck. after wetting the skin with his saliva, he bites. not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave a mark. you clamp around his dick in response and he curses under his breath.
âplease, fuck me,â you breathe. you need more stimulation, need him to absolutely ruin you. the shallow and slow thrusts heâs giving are nothing but torturous.
satoru grins and rests his chin on top of your shoulder, large hands rubbing around your hips and lower abdomen, teasing your clit every now and then to get you even more pent up.
âfuck you?â he tilts his head, as if contemplating. he clicks his tongue and gives your ass a firm slap that nearly sends you over the edge. âhah, you should be grateful for what iâm givinâ you.â
but satoruâs weak for you. even if heâs trying to be the âmeanâ and âcoldâ dominant guy. his cock is aching to plunge in and out of your wet hole, to see you come undone and feel your juices coat his balls and thighs.
âfine. iâll fuck you,â satoru relents with a roll of his eyes, acting like he isnât desperate for you too. he grips your hips in a bruising manner and bites your shoulder, ââfuck you like the brat you are.â
your hands save your face from making contact with the wall as your body suddenly jostles back and forth in a speed you canât even process.
âsatoru!â you nearly scream his name out of pure surprise. the pleasure comes crashing down in waves, your pussy uncontrollably spasming around his girthy cock.
satoru grumbles something incoherent as he pistons his hips, ramming in your sloppy cunt while his eyes are fixated on your bouncing ass. white locks of hair stick to his forehead as he splits you open on his dick.
âso pretty,â the older man sighs. he turns your head sideways so you can look him in the eyes while he fucks you silly. he caresses your cheek gently, a contrast to the mocking grin on his lips and the rough thrusts against your ass, âtoo bad yâ got such a potty mouth on you.â
satoru pushes his index and middle finger between your lips to muffle your noises, ââŚbut donât worry, iâll fix that for you. gladly.â
you eagerly suck on them between quick gasps of air, saliva trickling down his hand. your boyfriend redoubles his efforts, the fat tip of his dick hitting that special spot deep inside you.
his free hand reaches down to circle your clit. the double stimulation sends you into a state of pure bliss. your pupils are dilated as you struggle to find satoruâs gaze, head lolling back and forth with each powerful stroke.
perhaps this really was all you needed to help destress and forget all about your responsibilities. it feels good to not think about anything at allâ your head empty except for the feeling of your cunt being filled.
satoruâs cock twitches inside of you with the urge to release a load in your womb. âgive me it, please,â your voice is muffled as you plead with him. your hand sneaks downwards, trying to find his balls, âw-want your cum.â
your fingers toy with his sack once you find it. his pre-cum and your own juices now coat your skin as well, your hand enclosing around his balls, massaging them. itâs like youâre trying to coax his potent semen out of them and that alone makes satoru throw his head back in ecstasy.
âlittle cumslut. . .â satoru growls, brows furrowing as he tries not to shoot his cum inside of your greedy cunt right that second. the hand that was keeping you quiet quickly snatches your wrist and pins it against the bathroom wall.
âare you that desperate to get filled? yeah?â your boyfriend huffs, not stopping to catch his breath at all. his hips pound faster against your ass with renewed passion.
your lips are parted and they move, but not a single answer comes out of your mouth. youâre unable to think or talk because of the pleasure.
satoru takes that as a yes. the erotic sight of you being so lost in sin is enough to fuel his desire to fuck you harder. his hips never falter as he scoffs at your pathetic self, âtch, so addicted to my cock yâ canât even answer me.â
you shake your head and search for your words. however, you fail, and all that youâre capable of communicating is what you need, âfuuuuck, yes i amââtoru, need your cock ân cumâ more.â
satoru lets go of your wrist to grab your jaw. he forces your head back again before he captures your lips in a bruising kiss. his tongue plunders inside your mouth, exploring every inch.
he pulls back to gasp for air and releases your jaw with a slight shove to grab your hips again. âmore? hah,â the white-haired man lets out a haughty chuckle. he gives a particular hard thrust against your butt, tip kissing your cervix painfully yet deliciously, âyâ think you deserve more after that shit you pulled?â
satoru yanks your head back by your hair. the stinging sensation makes your scalp itchy, but it also increases your pleasure. he lowers his lips to your ear, his voice dangerously low, ânah, you gotta make this work.â
you could. you can make it work and thatâs the truth. he could fuck you with just his tip and youâd be able to cum a couple times in a row.
jolts of pleasure run down your spine as satoru drives into you harder, the force of his thrusts rocking your entire body. youâre seeing stars and the words roll off your tongue, âplease, mhh, almost there!â
satoru groans. he can feel the delicious fluttering of your cunt around his cock, the telltale signs of an orgasm building. he has half a mind to pull out completely and let you writhe and beg him some more.
he contemplates it for a few seconds. the second your eyes start to roll back, signaling your impending climax, his cock slips out of your pussy. you whine and push your hips back in search for his dick- to fill the void he left.
satoru jerks himself off at the pitiful sight. he rubs his veiny shaft between your slick folds before slapping the tip against your cunt, letting it catch onto your entrance for a few times.
âbegging like that isnât going to get you anywhere. yâ can do better,â your boyfriend encourages in a sultry tone. one of his hands rest on your tummy, fingers splaying over your clothed skin. another filthy smack of his tip against your slit makes you shiver, âcome on.â
you bite your lip out of frustration. you arch your back each time the fat head of his cock catches onto your gaping hole, hoping to slip it in, but you can't. you tilt your head back and lock eyes with satoru close up behind you.
âplease let me cum, 'toru. i'll be good, i promise,â you beg with a lewd pleading expression. one that make satoru's balls tighten with the urge to cum as well.
with a low groan, satoru snaps his hips forward, burying his dick inside of you once more, âthere ya go. good girl, knew yâ had it in you.â
the praise and familiar feeling of his dick stretching you open is enough to push you over the edge. you nearly black out as your cunt spasms around him, your juices gushing out to coat his length and balls.
satoru grits his teeth once he feels your tight cunt clench viciously around his throbbing cock. your orgasm has a domino effect on your lover, causing him to hastily chase his own release. âshit! take it, princess. take it all inside this greedy fuckin' cunt,â he hisses and grinds his pelvis against the fat of your ass.
satoru buries himself to the hilt before his cock jerks and pulses, emptying his balls deep inside of you. his fingers dig into the meat of your butt, holding you in place as he grinds against you, making sure every last drop of his seed is nestled into your waiting womb.
âthere yâ go, mhmâtaking my load so deep,â your lover sighs and lowers his head, resting against your back. he hugs you tightly to his chest while you both catch your breath. he rides out his orgasm slowly, still grinding against you while he leaves lazy kisses on your nape.
a minute passes before you've regained your composure, somewhat. you smile as satoru kisses your temple lovingly, praising you for taking him so well. the switch back to his usual gentleman personality is much needed after such an intense moment.
âthank you, babe. i needed that,â you giggle as you rest back against his chest. thick, pearly globs of cum escape your pussy, dripping around his cock and onto your thighs, but neither of you could care less. the clean up is a problem for later.
satoru chuckles back at you as he leaves another loving kiss against your cheek. âi knew you did,â he murmurs and pets your head, âmy poor girl has been working so hard on her assignments, hm? poor, poor baby.â
you playfully roll your eyes at the overexaggerated concern in your lover's voice, however you appreciate it.
satoru doesn't bother to pull out. first things first; he needs to get you all comfortable again and give you the aftercare you deserve. his hands massage your hips as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, acting all lovey-dovey like he hasn't just shown you a more dominant side of him.
âhow âbout we go home and order some food? we can cuddle and watch a movie together, âkay? iâll take care of you, princess.â
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toji hates waking up early. he especially hates when you try to get up in the morning.
âtoji, i need to pee.â you earn yourself a low grunt from the man, his arms tightening around you with your face squished between his forearm and bicep. his other arm is firmly wrapped around your waist, showing no signs of letting you go.
âhold it in.â
you try wiggling out of his arms, only to be stopped when he practically rolls on top of you, his chin resting on the top of your head. âstop moving, brat,â toji mutters gruffly, moving his hand down to your stomach and splaying his fingers across it, feeling the soft skin beneath.
with a resigned sigh, you reluctantly stay still, letting him pull you back against his chest. a satisfied hum rumbles from his throat. âbetter.â
âseriously, toji,â you huff in response, the warmth from his body enveloping you, making it difficult to focus on anything else.
he finally concedes, his arms tightening around you for a few more seconds before he loosens his grip, clicking his tongue in annoyance. âsuch a pain in my ass, woman. iâll give you a minute before iâm dragging your ass back to bed.â toji grumbles, stretching out beside you as you get up from the bed.
once youâre done, you step back into the room and crawl back into bed where toji conveniently has one arm draped across the pillows. âtook you long enough,â he scoffs lightly, shifting slightly when you settle back in his embrace, face nuzzling against the crook of his neck.
despite his attitude, you know toji cares deeply, even if he pretends to be grumpy about it. you can feel one of his hands wander to the plush of your hip.
âyeah, yeah. i know.â you reply with a hint of a smile on your lips.
âgood,â he murmurs, burying his face in your hair. ânow stop talking and go back to sleep.â
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đ đżđ¤đŁ'đŠ đđđŁđŠ đđ¤đŞ đđđ đ đ đ˝đđ¨đŠ đđ§đđđŁđ [ 2 ]
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x f!Reader Themes: Friends to Lovers. SMUT: Touch Hungry Bucky, Kiss Hungry Bucky, Bucky just not getting enough of you, fingering, cunnilingus, Oral [M&F], unprotected piv, creampie. Just PURE making love, no kinks. Summary: It's only been a few hours since you've become official and Bucky want to show you just how much you mean to him. A/N: 2 of 2. And I must say. . . JAYSUS. BON APETITIDDIES.
Part One
You were stiff. You were sore. Your arm was asleep. And you felt fucking fantastic.
Maybe in the movies people woke up entwined in each other's arms after a night of spirited lovemaking, but for you, reality was much more awkward. Your head had somehow become wedged behind Buckyâs shoulder, and both his legs were about to slide off the couch altogether. You untangled yourself as best you could, looking down at him as you moved his limbs out of the way.
Bucky was sleeping peacefully, his dark lashes lying flat against the skin beneath his eyes. They fluttered slightly as you pulled free of him, and he stirred.
"Five more minutes," he mumbled, and turned over so he was facing the back of the couch, still caught in mid-slide towards the floor.
You tried not to laugh. God, he was adorable.
You sat up, arching your back to stretch out the sore muscles. Then your breath caught. What time was it? Holy hell, Iâm going to be late.
You stood up quickly, and was seized by an ache between your legs so unfamiliar that you nearly sat back down again. Holy crap. It had been way too long. You almost felt like a virgin again. You rose again shakily, noticing that your whole groin felt sore, and so did your hipsâprobably from throwing your legs up around his waist. God, what a wanton hussy you were, you thought happily.
You went quietly towards the bathroom, checking the clock on the stove as you walked by. It was nearly eight-thirty. Crap. You were supposed to be at work by nine, or nine-thirty at the latest. you'd have to make the shower a quick one.
You stood under the hot water, letting it pour over your sore muscles. You washed out your hair, lathered up your body and massaged your sore hips as random images from last night invaded your thoughts. Even now you weren't entirely convinced it hadn't all been a dream. Has it really happened? The soreness was real enough. And so were the images flashing through your mind.
Buckyâs body on yours, looming over you, holding your wrists, kissing you with abandon. Taking each breast in his mouth, teasing you with his fingers. Sliding into you, tilting your back and thrusting deeper, faster, harder.
Suddenly a blurry figure appeared on the other side of the glass door. The door slid open and he stood there, looking disheveled from sleep but adorably sexy. And naked, too.
"Hi," he said, a seductive smile curving his lips. His eyes traveled down your naked body, pausing at your breasts and then sliding down to the between your legs where rivulets of water coursed and ran together.
You flushed at the frank inspection but willed yourself not to try to hide from him. You shifted your weight, jutting your hip out provocatively and smiled.
His eyes returned to yours, desire glinting in them. "May I join you?"
You pushed the door back and invited him in. Bucky stepped in and crowded you, not unpleasantly, until your back was up against the tiles. He braced his hands on the wall behind you, and let the water flow over him as he leaned down and kissed you.
You opened to him and kissed him back, winding your hands around his waist and sliding them down his ass, squeezing appreciatively. He smiled into the kiss, enjoying your wandering hands, then pushed forward so your bodies were pressed together, the water slick and warm between you.
"So," he murmured in your ear, his voice barely a whisper above the sound of the water. "So much for that idea."
"What idea was that?" you whispered back, kissing his ear.
"The idea that we could ever be just friends," he said, catching your jaw with his lips as you turned your head. He covered your neck with slow, lingering kisses, trailing his mouth down your and cupping your breast with his hand.
"Oh, I don't know, I think it's a great idea so far," you said coquettishly. "Besides," you joked. "I do this with all my male friends."
He mocked a scowl at you, and gave you that smile that had always melted you. "Well, that's going to have to stop. You're mine now."
He kissed you slowly, his tongue tangling with yours as he teased and tasted, enjoying your mouth.
You kissed him back, licking and tasting and enjoying him until you felt rather than heard a hum of desire, of pure carnal lust, vibrating through him. He was growing hard against your belly, his cock pressing against you urgently.
He lowered his head further and took your nipple into his mouth, licking the soft nub until it grew hard beneath his tongue. Pleasure shot through you, and he turned to lavish the same attention on your other breast. You writhed against the cold tiles at your back, arching into him and sinking your fingers into his hair to hold him to you. He smiled as you moaned with pleasure, and laughed softly when he took your nipple between his teeth and made you suck in a sharp breath.
His cock was as hard as it had been a few hours ago, and it surged in your hand as he took your breasts. You gathered some suds into your palm and grasped him again, feeling the iron-hardness of him beneath the silky skin. You began to stroke, gliding fast and smooth, and he groaned from the pleasure of it, collapsing against you and kissing you between his soft, low sounds of pleasure and need.
You kept stroking and teasing, gliding over him in a steady rhythm, and felt yourself growing warm and slick at how hard he was beneath your fingers. You loved that you were doing that to him, making him want you so much. He groaned, his breath jagged and shallow. He tried to kiss you through his mounting pleasure but he had to break off to breathe, to lose himself in the sensation.
"God, baby," he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. "So good."
You tried not to focus on him calling you baby, knowing it was only his arousal talking. You focused instead on the intense pleasure that was making him say it. You continued stroking him, changing your hand position so that you pulled up with each stroke, teasingly pulling his skin up over the head each time and sinking down to the base, pleasuring every inch of him. Your other hand cupped his balls and caressed him, gently rolling him around in your fingers as he tensed and surged and seemed to fight against you, against the unbearable pleasure you were causing him.
After a few torturous moments he stopped your hand, his breathing so fast and ragged that he could hardly speak.Â
âYouâdon't wantâthis to end too soon, do you?â he warned, kissing you in between breaths. âBecause, my God, you could make me come in seconds if you wanted to.â
âThat might be fun,â you said, kissing the edges of his mouth, licking at his lips and his tongue when he opened his mouth to you again.
âFor me, yes,â he breathed, breaking away from you. âBut I'm not nearly finished with you yet.â
He slipped his hand into your hair and held your head, kissing you with such raw passion, such naked need that you felt a surge of warmth flood between your legs in spite of the cooling effects of the water. He had wrung a soul-shattering orgasm out of you just a few hours ago and yet here you were again, eager for him again. Wanton hussy indeed.
"Do you remember that night, two years ago?" he asked, his voice low and deep. "At the party, when I played that song on the guitar for you, and you asked whether it hurt my fingers to play the steel strings?"
He was watching his own fingers trail over your breasts, over your tightened nipple, down past your navel, as the water trickled over you both.
"Mmm hmmm," you murmured, your eyes closed, lost in the sensation of the water coursing down your body and his hand moving over you.
âAnd you touched my fingertipsâŚâ
Of course you remembered; you'd run your fingers over the roughened pads of his fingertips, and had watched in delight as he'd twitched a little, and then trembled, just a little, at your touch. You'd kept your touch feather-light and soft, drifting over his fingertips and down his fingers a little, feeling the shiver of heightened awareness in your own hands.
Maybe you'd been a little too suggestive, a little too lingering, whispering-touching those parts of him that were supposedly hardened against such sensationsâbut you'd been unable to stop yourself. His hands had been warm and strong and eminently male, and when he'd stiffened and held his breath, as if willing himself not to react to your seductive touch, you'd felt that shiver of awareness deepen into an intense desire.
Such a seemingly innocent touch, just a friend examining the time-worn calluses of a guitar player's fingertips. . .and yet in that moment, even amongst their friends, even with the music playing loud and the laughter soaring above it, you'd felt like it had been just the two of you in that room, touching each other intentionally for the very first time, your hand tentatively reaching out for his, and his reaching to meet your half way.
âYou drove me wild.â he said, leaning to kiss your neck. âI got so hard, I was afraid to move. And after that, I kept thinking of all the things I wanted to do to you with these fingers.â He slipped his hand between your legs and caressed your folds, parting them gently and sliding inside you. âLike this, for instance.â
You moaned and leaned your head against his shoulder, letting him touch you wherever he wanted. His fingers explored you, caressed you, possessed you, expertly as though they, too, knew you were his.
âI just had to touch you,â you breathed against him. âAnd believe me, this is what I was thinking about too.â
âYou stopped me last night,â he murmured, dragging his mouth along your neck. âI wanted to feel you come for me. To finish what you started that night.â
You groaned at the sound of his voice, so low and sexual, so heated with his own desire.
âLet me feel you come for me, baby,â he whispered into your ear, licking your earlobe. âPlease.â
He gripped your hip and lifted you up against the wall slightly, positioning you so he could slide his fingers deep inside you. He held you firmly around the waist, bracing you against the wall, and thrust into you gently, with first one finger, then two, sliding deeper and deeper each time, stretching you, mimicking the size and power of his cock. His thumb played over your clit, sending shocks of pleasure through you as he pressed his forehead to yours and gazed down into your eyes. You gasped and cried out from the overwhelming pleasure of it even as you squirmed beneath his fingers and ached for more.
He braced you against his thigh and pressed against you while his arm steadied you from behind, holding you completely in his grasp. Bucky had such a way of holding you, letting you know that you were going nowhere, making sure you had no desire to be anywhere but in his arms. You felt safe, and secure, and above all, worshiped.
Bucky bent down and kissed you, sliding his fingers into your with a wild, sensuous rhythm that matched the increasing speed of his thumb as it stroked and rubbed and swirled around your aching clit. His hand was so strong, his fingers curving inside you to caress you, to find that super-sensitive inner spot even as he plunged and drove and took. With his thumb circling your clit in a relentless rhythm and his fingers deep inside you, stretching you, claiming you, you felt completely owned by him, by the hand that possessed every inch of you.
His tongue slipped into your mouth, matching the rhythm of his fingers, swirling, tasting, mutely revealing that he had had another fantasy, too. The thought of his mouth on you, his tongue tasting you, torturing you, swirling over your clit as you writhed beneath it made you go weak in the knees.
Bucky broke away from the kiss and began trailing kisses down your neck, your breasts, lowering himself to his knees in front of you while bracing your hips against the tiles with his strong hands.
"Did I mention what it did to me the first time your tongue touched mine?" he whispered devilishly.
He looked up at you so intently, his beautiful blue eyes blazing as the water streamed over his shoulder and down the contours of his chest. You gazed down at him, and for the second time this morning questioned whether all this could actually be happening. This gorgeous, virile man gripping you, kneeling before you, gazing at you like you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. It couldn't be real, could it?
Then he lowered his lips to your and you knew it was.
Sensation tore through your touch, so delicately gentle at first, and you arched against the wall with a startled cry. You reached down and gripped his shoulder, steadying yourself on one foot as he brought you to your leg up slowly, gently and eased it over his shoulder. The sight of it alone nearly made you come. He moved so languidly, so sensuously, positioning you better so he could enjoy your all the more.
He closed his mouth over your clit and kissed it luxuriously, his lips moving as though he were kissing your mouth. His tongue swirled over you in large, sensuous circles and he groaned against you, tightening his grip on your hip as you moaned against the sudden overwhelming pleasure of it. The tip of his tongue darted out to flick against your rapidly as he looked up at you again, watching your pleasure, his eyes smiling at you as if he knew precisely how good he was making you feel. Then he fell on you again, his tongue roaming over you, tasting you, luxuriating in your folds and dipping to lap at your entrance.
âOh my, g-god. Buckyââ
You bucked against him and cried out as his tongue slipped into your and pulsed there, gently, savouring you. Your hand sank into his wet hair and as you gripped his head, you were rewarded with a muted chuckle and a more intense forward surge of his tongue inside you. He liked the moans he wrought from you. He liked being able to make your cry out and seize him, your head thrown back in agonizing pleasure.
And fuck did you like it, too.
"Oh God," you breathed, your heart thundering in your chest. "My God, that feels so good..."
He withdrew from your and slid his tongue up to torture your aching clit, and just when you began to miss the feel of him inside your he gently pushed his fingers into your again and began to thrust.
Pleasure soared through you and you cried out even louder, and the leg draped over his shoulder began to tremble. His tongue circled your clit again, deliciously slowly, as his fingers slid into you over and over again, a sensual, primitive rhythm that made you want to grind your hips against the pleasure.
âI'm coming,â you whispered urgently. âYou're going to make me comeâŚâ
His fingers thrust deeper and faster and he began to lick you so quickly, with such a throaty groan of pleasure that you felt your orgasm rise, terrifyingly fast and sharp, making you cry out in increasing, panting breaths until you shattered, coming violently around his fingers and that sensuous, irresistible tongue. You shuddered with an aching cry and trembled from the spasms he sent rippling through you. Your body curled forward as you gripped him tighter, your fingers pulling on his hair from the pressure.
He removed your leg from his shoulder gently as you continued to shudder, feeling aftershocks of pleasure shiver through you. He got to his feet and helped you stand, pressing himself against your and nuzzling your neck.
âHoly shit,â you whispered, your voice shaking. your whole body shaking. âThat was incredible.â
âThat...was just the prelude,â he whispered, kissing you. âI haven't even started pleasuring you yet.â
God, he was going to kill you. Death by orgasm, you thought happily. What a way to go.
He leaned to turn off the water, but he stilled his hand. He looked back at you with a questioning expression, and then understood. You pulled him back towards yourself and he went willingly, stepping back under the stream of water, kissing you deeply, his hands roaming greedily over your body.
You weren't done with him. He had made you feel like a goddess, worshiped, cherished, adored.
You broke off the kiss and began trailing your lips down his neck, his collarbone and chest, enjoying the warmth of the water trickling past your mouth. His chest muscles tensed as you kissed them, and as you moved your lips slowly down his abdomen you felt his whole body go rigid with anticipation. You sank to your knees in the tub and brushed kisses along his navel, his hip bones, and he put his hands on your shoulders to steady himself. Water coursed over both of you, and you delighted in it, closing your eyes against the spray.
âBaby,â Bucky said softly, barely audible above the water.
You opened your eyes and looked up at him. He was about to say something but you smiled and glanced away, focusing instead on the head of his cock, hard and urgent in front of you. He was thick and beautiful, and still as hard, maybe even harder, than he had been when you'd teased him with your hands.
âI want to taste you,â you said playfully. âAll of you.â
You leaned forward and gently licked the swollen tip of his cock. He inhaled sharply, his whole body tensing, and you smiled up at him, letting him know this was for your pleasure as much as for his. You swirl your tongue around the head, taking it into your mouth and suckling gently, teasing it. The skin was soft and smooth, stretched deliciously tight from the hardness of his erection.
You let your tongue play over it, dipping into the opening, making him moan. You drifted your tongue along the ridge, and down to the sensitive skin just beneath the head, licking and tasting, nipping and kissing.
You looked up at him, and his dark eyes were wild with desire. You smiled, and ran your tongue up and down the length of him, ending at the head and flicking at it delicately, teasingly. He moaned softly, his breathing starting to grow rapid. You rose up slightly to take the whole length of him into your mouth and sucked him, long and hard.
He let out a gasp and braced himself against the wall with one hand, his other hand gripping your shoulder.
âOh fuckâBaby...â
You slid your mouth over his shaft, deeper, deeper, and slid back up the length of him. Your hands came around and gripped his ass, pulling him towards you. He staggered forward slightly as you took him into your mouth again, luxuriously taking in his entire length, sucking, licking, tasting as you went. The sensation of him in your mouth was almost as overwhelming as his first entrance into your body had been, so unfamiliar but so right at the same time.
You caressed his balls with one hand as you played your tongue over his cock. He groaned, his breathing jagged now, his cock harder than ever. His hand moved from your shoulder to sink into your wet hair, and he gripped your head with barely restrained urgency. Gently he guided your head closer to him as you sucked. You lowered yourself onto him and slowly sucked your way back up, your mouth gripping him, your cheeks hollowing, as your tongue slid over him with each pass.
His hips began to move as he started to match your rhythm, thrusting into you, meeting your mouth. Bucky gripped your head more firmly and held your head still, driving into you gently.
You let your hand fall and you sat back on your haunches, enjoying the feeling of him sliding in and out of your mouth, controlling his own pleasure, taking what he wanted, and what you were so willing to give. Yet you could tell he was holding back, wanting to thrust harder and faster but restraining himself and settling for a smoother, slower pace.
For you. Bucky was holding back for your sake. This passionate, soulful, virile man was holding back his own pleasure because he wanted to be gentle with you.
The very thought of it excited you, and you increased your own rhythm, encouraging him, moaning with pleasure as he drove into you. You sucked harder, faster, turning your gaze up to him with an urgent plea in your eyes. Faster. Deeper. Now, my love.
And he understood.
Bucky groaned, and stepped forward. His hand clenched in your hair and he began to move, faster and harder, plunging deeper, holding your head as he thrust into your mouth with urgent, rhythmic strokes. He slid in and out of your mouth as if through warm honey, and you felt and heard his pleasure mounting with every ratcheted breath and every desperate moan that escaped his lips.
His eyes watched your with rapt adoration and abject lust, and you could tell that the sight of your taking him fully into your mouth, of your sucking him with pure, greedy abandon and complete acceptance, was pushing him closer to the edge as much as the intense pleasure of your tongue on his cock was. Or more.
He tensed as his rhythm grew faster, his breathing harder, until you felt him tighten and strain so much that you felt certain he was going to spill himself into your mouth. But at the last moment he cried out and pulled back, his cock slipping out of your mouth quickly. He stood still, breathless, his eyes closed as if willing his orgasm to retreat. Water sliced down his neck and chest, and finally he let out a slow, jagged moan of a breath and opened his eyes. He looked down at you wildly, and reached for you,helping you to your feet.
âJesus,â he said breathlessly, staring at you as he tried to catch his breath. âI can't...I can't believe how goddamn good that felt. You brought me so close, so fast, I almost couldn't stop it.â
âWhy did you?â you asked, running your finger along his jaw. âI wanted to feel you come for me.â
He groaned against you, his hands roaming over your body. âI told you, I'm not nearly done with you yet.â
He kissed you hungrily, his cock surging against your violently as your bodies met. you could feel him moving against you, his cock rubbing against you,and you knew how badly he wanted to be inside you again.
As badly as you wanted him inside you again.
He stepped back, his breath still ragged, and pressed his forehead to yours as he closed his eyes and tried to breathe.
âYou're not done yet, huh?â you teased gently, letting your fingers sink into his wet hair as you kissed his neck.
âNot nearly.â
âBut I have to go to work. Maybe if I'm lucky you'll be here when I get home?â
âI'm not going anywhere.â
He reached to turn off the water and stepped out of the shower, turning to help your step over the wall of the tub. You threw your robe on and cinched the belt as he dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist. You caught him grinning at you, and it was so clear what he was thinking that it made your laugh.
âWhat?â you demanded, squeezing the excess water out of your hair with a hand towel. âWhat are you smiling at?â
Bucky wetted his lips with his tongue, âFuck it. You're just going to have to be late for work. Come hereâŚâ
âHey!â your eyes widened playfully, jumping away from him. âAre you trying to kill me? Stop!â
Bucky untied your robe and you yelped, trying to slap his hands away. He just kept advancing on you, grinning devilishly. You turned and scampered away from him with a squeal of delight.
He followed behind, still grasping for the robe. You shrieked and laughed and ran towards the bedroom, and he followed, catching up to you and pushing you onto the bed with a resounding crack of the bed frame.
You laughed as he tumbled on top of you, but he silenced you with his mouth, kissing you hungrily as he impatiently pushed your robe aside. His breath was ragged as he nudged your legs apart with his knee, his need too great for the slow, sensual lovemaking of last night. He held his cock against your entrance and smoothly thrusts into you and moaned against your mouth, and you wrapped your legs around him to draw him deeper.
He plunged into you, covering your body and your mouth with the same hungry possession. You were still so warm and wet, so exquisitely ready for him that he filled you easily, driving you relentlessly as he tasted your tongue, your lips, your neck, and groaned from the pleasure your body was giving him.
You tensed around him and he moaned breathlessly, a throaty, male sound of pure ecstasy. He pounded into you, falling into a steady rhythm born of raw, primitive need. Your body tightened around him with every thrust, and waves of pleasure rippled through you, building in intensity up to an almost unbearable pressure, a delicious heat that made you moan into his mouth as he kissed you.
He rose up, his arms braced beside you, to look down as he stroked and withdrew and breathed out his pleasure while his eyes glowed pure heat. He grabbed your rear, tilting one hip up towards him, entering you on such an angle that a new kaleidoscope of pleasure bloomed throughout you. He gripped you possessively, driving you deeper and faster and harder. His eyes burned, glowing like obsidian, hot and wild and almost frenzied with desire.
âBaby,â he groaned, his eyes pinning you, claiming you, as though he were branding you with your heat.
You're mine...
You're mine...
Your first time together had only been hours ago, but it was as if you had been lovers for years...every fluid flexing of his hips against you hit just the right spot, every deep, powerful thrust of his cock stretched your pussy with a familiar, almost expected surge of pleasure.
âYesâoh god yes, Buckyâfuck me,â you breathed.
Two simple words and suddenly he was on the edge...buried so deep inside you, thrusting, plunging, your breasts pressed against his chest, the pleasure roaring through his body.
Suddenly he wanted to take you, hard. He wanted to fuck you with abandon, the eyes-closed, head-back, moaning-out-loud kind of sexual abandon that he had so rarely experienced in his life, but which was crashing through his body and mind right now.
He wanted this woman...he wanted to own you, to take you, to claim your body as his....he wanted to fuck you until he'd emptied his balls into you, feeling your pussy clenching and spasming in orgasm around his cock as he came, as you came, as you came together.
He withdrew from you quickly, barely able to catch his breath, and, as if you could read his thoughts, you turned onto your stomach just as his trembling hands guided your hips over. Your hair spilled over your bare back and your ass curved out so seductively it was all he could do not to cum right there, all over your smooth skin. But his cock knew what it wanted, and he pulled you forward to slide into the heaven of your pussy, so wet and tight and swollen for him.
He cried out when he took your again, his cock parting your folds and filling you so completely. The feel of him stretching you, the crest of his head pressing against your from this new angle...you felt a tremor of pleasure ripple through you and knew you were close, as close as he was. When he leaned over you and began to kiss your shoulders you shuddered, and when he began to thrust you buried your face in the pillow and moaned.
Your moans of pleasure filled the room and he squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to last, begging his aching cock not to explode just yet. . .this pace, these quick short strokes as his hips slapped against your ass, your body moving with his every thrust. . .It was almost too much to bear. Bucky buried his faced in your sweet-smelling hair and let his cock plunge as it would, faster and faster, making him shake, making him breathless, making him feel like nothing but a desperate cock as he fucked you.
And fucked you. And fucked you, as you had begged him to...
You could only whimper now, lost to the pleasure of his man taking you like this, fucking you so wildly, almost savagely. The pleasure he was taking from your body, his moans and groans and the growls of pleasure you could feel against your back and in the warm breath at your ear. . . it was pure, primal lust.
You felt worshiped beneath him, as if every thrust of his hungry cock was a tribute to you, every growl and sharp breath an oath. He was fucking you, mindlessly, and yet every part of him was attuned to you, touching you, adoring you.
As his pace grew even faster, his thrusts shallower, you could sense he was about to come, and you felt your muscles tighten around him to heighten his pleasure and hers. His thrusts were so powerful that you felt the orgasm rising in you and you closed your eyes, lifting your head back so he could slide his hand into your hair, gently holding your neck and kissing your jaw with breathy, open-mouthed kisses.
âOh, God Bucky...I'm coming,â you moaned. âI'm coming.â
âYes...cum for me baby....cum on my cock.â
âCum with me....please....I want you to cum inside me, please....please....â
And he could withstand it no more.
Pleasure detonated through him as his orgasm spasmed throughout his body, wracking him with wave after wave of euphoric release. He cried out your name as he thrust and bucked against your flesh, driving his cock deeper and deeper as he came and came and came. It felt like he would never stop cumming, and when he felt your orgasm tear through your pussy and clench his cock in waves, he thought he might black out from the sheer ecstasy of it.
You slammed back against him as the first spurts of cum began to fill you, and felt your ravaged pussy begin to spasm again and again, milking his cock, pulling his cum deeper into you, flooding you with ripples of pleasure. You moaned and writhed, riding the crest of one orgasm only to feel a second one begin to climb and then crash over you. Breathless, almost sobbing from the pleasure, you let him hold you as he continued to pound into you, draining his balls into you at his will, lost in the utter bliss of a man taking a woman in the most primal way.
When he could bear it no longer, when his exquisitely sensitive cock throbbed within you and the pleasure bordered on pain, he stilled, finally, and shuddered. Sharp spasms of pleasure shot through him as his cock surged one last time within you, his aching balls emptying every last ounce of come. Bucky was almost lightheaded, his chest heaving, sweat glazing his skin as he withdrew his hand from your hair and ran it down the center of your back, needing to touch you, needing to feel your heated skin. You were breathless too, your back moving beneath his hand as you lay your head down and tried to catch your breath.
You felt him withdraw from you, and your pussy rebelled, clenching to keep him there, as if pleading with him not to go. Bucky groaned softly against your ear as he pulled out and fell on the bed beside you, his arms surrounding you and pulling your back against him. You fit perfectly together, and every muscle in your body relaxed as you snuggled into him and breathed out a contented sigh. You felt his lips on the shell of your ear, kissing softly, felt his slowing breath against your skin as his soft sounds of contentment and pleasure hummed in his throat.
This is heaven, you thought. Pure heaven. your pussy twitched and tingled as you felt his warm come beginning to slip down your inner thighs. His strong arms surrounded you, his soft lips murmured and whispered and kissed, his spent cock nestled against the curve of your ass.
âThere was something I wanted to tell you, remember?â he murmurs, his words brushing warmly against your skin as he kisses a path down to your shoulder. âLast night⌠something I wanted to say to you. Something I wanted you to know.â
You shift slightly, turning to look at him, your heart pounding as you search his eyes, barely able to breathe.Â
âTell me,â you whisper, your voice almost a plea.
His gaze softens, an unmistakable warmth filling his expression as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your cheek.Â
âI love you.â
The words settle between you, simple but perfect, like they were always meant to be there. Your heart feels like itâs soaring, every nerve in your body alive with the thrill of it, of finally hearing what youâd been aching to hear.
You break into a smile, biting your lip, feeling giddy and light, and without a second thought, you lean forward, kissing him softly, your hand finding his as you whisper back, âI love you too.â
And as he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you with a tenderness that feels like home, you realize that, for the first time, everything feels right.
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when simon wakes up in a hospital, the last thing you expect is for him to grab your hand, pull you close, and say, âhey, there you are, love.â his voice is so soft, so sure, it leaves you speechless. you stare at him, half in shock, because this is ghostâsimon riley, the one person whoâs kept every feeling locked up.
âsimon, do you⌠do you remember anything?â you ask, testing the waters.
he blinks, looking at you with confidence. âof course, i remember. youâre my wife.â
you freeze. his wife? this is new, and youâre not sure where he got the idea, but before you can correct him, johnny walks in, taking one look at the two of you and biting back a grin. he leans in, whispering to you, âmaybe just⌠go with it for now, eh?â heâs got that teasing glint in his eye, and something tells you thereâs no harm in humoring simon for a bit, if it can be helpful for his recovery.
so, you go along with it. and to your surprise, simon doesnât act confusedâin fact, heâs more open with you than heâs ever been. suddenly, heâs holding your hand like itâs the most natural thing in the world, always looking for you, keeping you close, calling you âloveâ or âdarlinââ in front of everyone. heâs even got that soft smile every time you catch his eye, one that makes it hard to remember this isnât real.
the teamâs amused but supportive, playing along with the whole story. simon keeps asking you little things, like what your favorite meal is, or how you usually spend your days when heâs away, as if filling in gaps in a life he believes you share. you find yourself answering with things that feel so genuine, and the way he listensâfocused, attentiveâfeels more intimate than anything youâve shared before.
one day, youâre patching up a minor scrape on his hand, and he just watches you, eyes soft, like heâs memorizing every detail. âi donât know what iâd do without you,â he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper. itâs so genuine, so open, that for a second, you forget itâs all just part of his memory loss.
then, one night, he pulls you close, resting his forehead against yours, eyes serious. âdo you ever think about us?â he asks softly, like heâs trying to get at something just out of reach. âhow weâd be if things were⌠different?â
youâre not sure how to answer because thereâs no script for this. âsometimes,â you admit, feeling a pang of something deep and unspoken. and for the first time, youâre almost grateful he canât rememberâbecause maybe, just maybe, itâs the only reason heâs letting himself be this vulnerable with you.
as the days pass, you start catching little glimpses, small things that make you wonder if he knows more than heâs letting on. he catches you watching him once, and instead of asking why, he just gives you this little smile, one that feels like heâs in on the secret. and just when youâre starting to think this is all some kind of twisted dream, he pulls you aside.
âi know iâm supposed to remember,â he whispers, âbut i donât want this to end. not yet.â
itâs in that moment you realize the truth. heâs been aware all alongâheâs been pretending just as much as you, holding on to this fragile, temporary illusion because, maybe, he needs it just as much as you do.
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husband!simon riley follows you around like a lost dog 24/7.
whether it be in the comfort of your own home, or out in public, the man is basically your shadow. like a moth to a flame, he is the moth and you're his flame.
it doesn't matter where you saunter off to, chances are, he's stomping right after you. Around your house, he's following you to every room.
need the bathroom? keep the door open, he'll lean against it with his arms crossed over his chest, either watching you silently or tapping away on his phone.
cooking in the kitchen? he's hovering over your shoulder. you can't count the amount of times on one hand you bumped into his broad, brutish chest, stepped on his foot, or, definitely not on purpose, whacked his groin with a small pan. still, he never learns.
watching TV in the living room? you best bet he's going to sit his big ass right next to you. even if you're on the single person armchair, he'll squish you into the armrest if it meant being next to you.
showering? not without him because he'll join you, and find a way to release pent-up need at the same time, that is if you aren't already stressed that day, then he'll just wash your hair and run a relaxing bath for you to soak in peace afterwards.
In public, people give him weird side glances, numerous occasions where you've had concerned folks tap you on your shoulder and give a small point over your shoulder, to which you reply sweetly with the biggest smile on your face, "oh, that's just my husband!"
he keeps a thick finger hooked into the waistband of your pants, or shorts, or looped in one of your belt loops to keep you near him. since you're much smaller than him, it can be easy for you to get lost in big crowds, and this just assures simon that you're never out of reach.
it's a funny thing to watch for the guys to watch, observing their lieutenant follow you around aimlessly like a big puppy, eyes soft as he gazes down at you, sharpening when another person approaches or observing.
you think it comes from never being able to control his surroundings, his obsessive need to keep you safe, more so now that you have a wedding ring on your finger, forever tying you to him. not physically, but he wouldn't hesitate to if it meant keeping you safe.
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Imagine you start dating John Price when you already have a protective dog at home
You have a girl dog and the first time he homes over she just side eyes him the whole time and whines like, âwhy is there a man in our home???â
She wonât let him near her or you without growling or barking. You try and apologize to John, explaining that sheâs just protective and doesnât like men, but Johnâs not offended, saying heâs glad you have her looking out for you.
Once the dog gets more used to having him around and realizes heâs not going to kill and eat you, she calms down a bit, but sheâs still very protective.
You canât play wrestle with him without your poor puppy going crazy thinking heâs attacking you, and if he slaps your ass she gets pissed, barking and growling because, âhow dare you hit my mommy!?!?â
And god forbid he raises his voice at you during an argument.
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simon riley AND reader who are absolutely terrible at dating.
he ghosts you after the first date. you thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime connection with unmatched banter and crackling physical tension. guess not. you lose a couple of nights of sleep over it and chalk it up to men ainât shit and move on.
simon who canât stop thinking about your date as he gets shipped out the next day. runs through an op quicker than ever, barking at soap more than usual, toeing the line of unprofessional. every day that passes is a day he canât touch his personal phone, leaving your text thread abandoned.
you get a text a month later. âyou around?â have to check the thread to remember who it was, finding yourself absolutely shocked, struggling to remember the hulking mass of a man who made you giggle so much over that one dinner.
simon shows up to your picnic date with apology flowers and a new leather jacket. explains why he was gone without prompting, a gruff monologue as you find yourself getting distracted by the new scratch on his eyebrow and the scruff on his face. unconsciously, your fingers brush it barely, wanting to make sure it was real.
simon stops mid-sentence, gripping your wrist in an iron hold. the shock of what you did hits you, profuse apologies spilling from your lips as you try to explain and tug your wrist back. he wonât let you though, keeping it in place, your soft skin against his worn calluses.
ââs okay, love. jusâ ask next time. still jumpy from work.â you finally snatch your hand back, embarrassment warming your body as you nod your head in acknowledgment. he thinks about letting the awkwardness settle and take roots, adding a string of failed dates to his black book.
instead you make the choice for him, attention catching on a nearby curious toddler. you give the little bugger a wave with your biggest smile, sticking out your tongue to make the kid laugh. simon decides then and there that heâs going to keep you.
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â DICKMATIZED !? â
â sum. dick ⢠matized. [dehk-mah-tized] verb. when heâs rearranging your guts oh-so good that youâre just left utterly dumb ân stupid! toji, sukuna, gojo, geto, nanami, choso, ino.
wc. 5.8k
warnings. fem! reader, dick-drunk reader, balls⌠cum ⌠balls, pwp, unprotected, dumbification, tf! sukuna, feral pĂşssydrunk men, implied multiple rounds, backshots, mating press, cowgirl, nerd! nanami - college au, pĂşssy talk, size kink, first time squÄŤrt, mirror sÄx, cervix mentions, spÄŤt, tummy bulges, âtill the bed breaks, breedÄŤng kink, spanks, petnames.
an. elaborating more from this ask :p
⊠ËË . SUKUNA RYĹMEN.
his dick? literally life-altering. life changing.
not only was sukuna ryomen the king of curses, but he was also the king of dumbing you down with just a few deep vulgar strokes. âattaaaa girl,â heâd grumbleâone hand gripping your hip, another clawing near the top crown of your head. but as heâs raising your head, all you see is your dumb, drooling reflection through his stained century-old mirror.
through murky hazed peripherals, you spotted sukunaâs sly grin, with fangs poking through each lip⌠sinister red eyes zeroing down your body. he was mean but his hips were even meaner. as his hips relentlessly bucked into you, you let out a shrilling shriek once you feel his bulging tip swab its away around the insides of your slobbering cunt. he reached each ân every spot, pinpointing every slick dribbling orifice and you could barely even formulate words let alone proper sentences.
âthatâs it, look at yârself,â and a puddle of drool waters past the corners of your lips once sukuna grabs your chin. âhah- look at how dumb you get,â and you let off a moan once sukuna starts to thoroughly punctuate each individual thrust against your aching core. âallll. because. of. me.â
you glance at yourself in the mirror once more, peeking at the notoriously cursed silhouette thatâs stood directly behind you. sukunaâs unapologetically ruthless, driving such sharp hips into you with little to no mercy and you only wanted more.
âsuh- ooooh! sukuna,â you moan, getting whiplash from the vicious sharp pounds of slamming-ridden flesh. each pap stung against your skin and youâre just trying to keep up with his crazed pace. once his angered cockhead bullies its way near the fluttering opening of your cervix though, your eyes prettily roll. âo- oh my god, r- right th-â
âyeaaah, i know,â he replies gruffly, cutting off your tone by placing an enlarged palm over your wet-glossed lips. followed by a cute muffled, âmmmpfâ he scoffs in disgust once he feels you damping the center of his hand with treacly saliva. âkeh. how repulsive,â and you whine once sukuna makes your back arch even more against his velveteen-made sheets. trailing a whetted claw gently down the slope of your back, he grunts. âwonder whoâs nastier. youââ and he pauses, surprising your cunt with a brutal ricocheting thrust. ââor this sloppy worthless pussy. hnnnm.â
youâre tremoring underneath him, heedlessly trying to count each loud slap of clashing bodies in your head but you end up losing count anyway. his cockâs just as mean as he was, but his girth was far more rude. sukuna ploddingly runs his nails down your spine as heâs just impaling his weighty dick inside of your clamping, sopping walls. âmng- âs fuckinâ good. âkuna fuck me, fuck mâmmph,â and you moan against a palm that now smacks over your mouth again.
you could hear sukuna scoff behind you, feeling the wetness of your tongue slither its way around his bare hand. âyâer a nasty one,â he groans, glancing at your stupid reflection in the mirror. it was almost cuteâhow your eyes were all hooded, barely even open but visibly crossed. youâre seeing galaxies of stars as he pounds into your pussy, invading his way past the tight tight ring of your entrance. youâre so wet that your cunt sobs on his length, creating sticky globs of slick that glue against both fleshy mounds. âmhm. keep that pretty mouth shut. all i wanna hear is how fuckinâ messy you get under here,â and you let off another muffled whine once sukuna spreads your knobbly thighs further apart.
heâs so fast, his speedâs as quick as lighteningâ
and your hand cups over the one thatâs currently placed over your mouth. sukuna feels your saliva starting to spill between your lips, wetting down his wrist and he titters. âspitâs supposed to stay in your mouth, dumb girl,â and you could feel yourself reaching closer and closer toward your blissful orgasmic edge. fuck- it was right there, literally arms-reach away and you were already starting to short-circuit. your thighs struggled to stay open and you were sureâjust one more single hard thrust and youâd probably break. âaw, your legs are gettinâ weak. tappinâ out, princess?â
â âkuna, âm cumminâ,â youâd blurt once he removed his hand from your slick mouth. strings of glowy drool depart from your lips, sticking against his fingers before he thrashes the swollen pink head of his cock against your pussy.
repeatedly, itâs not just once or twiceâhell, not even thrice!
itâs dozens of times. you let off a plethora of sweetened whines as his reddened tip scrapes its way through your gummy walls before you abruptly squall. âf- fuuuuck!â
a pretty, shiny geyser sprays out between your thighs, and your expression is priceless.
sukuna remained inside as he watched you whine out those needy raw sobs with his shaft still stuffed inside. you couldnât think straightâyou could only taste the treacly sweet tang of your release on your buds as your head flops onto the bed. âo- oh my god,â youâd puff, feeling your wobbly thighs soak with slimy molasses of your sweet. âagain,â you moan out, looking up at the mirror to see sukuna staring straight at you.
heâs amused - and your eyes widen once he brings a hand underneath his heavy cock that was stacked with not only one but two..
he was only fucking you with one of his shaftsâbut now that you see his barred hand wrapping around both, you gulp once he nips his sharp fangs near his teeth. âfine,â he grumbles, and sukuna starts to align each between your sappy opening. sooo wet- itâs a pearly coat that runs down your cunt and he growls under his breath, bedaubing both creamy tips against your tender folds.
âbut while weâre at it, little one. letâs see if you can squirt with two of me in you.â
⊠ËË . INO TAKUMA.
first time inside and not only does he make you dumb but he ends up making himself dumb too.
âholy . . shit angel,â ino would lowly moan, reclining fully back against the couch. youâre gradually hovering over his lap while heâs got a clammy hand sneakily creeping at the left side of your waist. âg- god,â and darkened eyes lazer near your cunt. you were so slick. your entrance prettily sobbed with such dewdrops of sap that it had him whipped. ino wanted more, and the more he witnessed your pussy swallow his cock, the more his mouth grew drier than the sahara.
ârelaaax, baby,â you invade the corner of his mouth with wet kisses. with how soft your voice was, the sound of your voice alone was enough to make inoâs dick throb â and it did.
his abs tense through his white tank as he feels one of your palms leisurely slide up his sculptured v-line. your touch - it was one of his many, many weaknesses. his first weakness being you . . second, your pretty dripping pussy. âah, look at me. eyes up here, ino.â
âmhm-â ino grunts, nearly melting at the sickly sweet pounds of flesh clashing amongst each other. once your body started to move, it was game over. slosh after slosh and it only gets louder. inoâs nose cutely wrinkles the second he hears that squelching âpop!â
now, heâs bottomed out and it was just a few lengthy seconds after heâd eased himself all the way in. ino was snug - nicely snug and timid heart-filled irises meets yours right away. âyouâre sâŚso gorgeous,â heâd slur, watching his chest deflate at each sloppy thrust of your unsteady hips. âm- might just cum from lookinâ at your face, angel.â
fuck- you rolled your hips in such a way that it had gears turning in his empty, hollow brain.
inoâs flushed, and eventually, two hands grip your waist tightly. heâs trying to reel you into him but you playfully give him a shove, staring as his back collapses back into the pillow. ângh- ino, there baby. there,â youâd weep out in a sweet whimper. his dick greedily explored through your insides like a maze. almost like it was lost - desperately trying to find its way around before eventually smooching near your cervix. âa- ah!â youâd moan, feeling a vein that ran down his cock throb inside you merely milliseconds later.
the movements of your rutting hips hypnotize ino.
youâre tossing them around in a circle as your arms throw over his broad shoulders. the entire time, heâs getting lost in your eyes. his tipâs an angry red, blushing inside of your tight gripping walls as you sloppily bounce on his lap. perspiring hands squeeze against your waist before you watch as his dark mousy brows crease into a furrow. âbaby-â he grunts hoarsely, tilting his head fully back.
itâs cuteâand a bit attractive. you spot his neck muscles tense before you suddenly feel inoâs impatient fingers crawl at the pretty curvature of your ass. with a firm grip, he grabs a nice handful of your jerking flesh before hissing under his breath. âo- oh fuck, âm gonna cum. keep ridinâ me, ride me goodâuse me, fuh- fuck me,â and inoâs voice pitched whinier the more your wet cunt sucks him in - vacuuming each ân every inch.
the noises were just sloppy. each âplop!â and âpap!â that echo from both bodies sends a wave of chills down inoâs spine. it was a feeling heâs never experiencedâand you might have just made him fall in love with not only you but your slickly, wet cunt.
â âs okay, ino. you can c- cum inside,â you whisper breathlessly against the crook of his neck. ino wraps his arms around you, holding you close as your hips rut into him quicker. both bodies moved against each other rhythmically, dexterously twirling your ass back and forth against his lap. inoâs just as dumb as you wereâand if you squinted, you could see heart eyes forming in his dilated pupils.
âgod- âm cumminâ . . fuck- âm cumming,â he hiccups, and his entire body erupts.
ino grows limp the minute he feels his leaking tip spurting out rope after rope. itâs hot - you slow down as heâs finally pumping you full, spurting out such thin, miry amounts.
ribbons drizzle inside of you and ino gets quiet, burying his face into your shoulder. babbles of whine fall into the crack of your neck and you smile, skimming a finger down his undercut.
tender, fawn eyes lock onto yours before ino grabs your chin softly. with a pout, he bedaubs a thumb across your wetly parted lips before sighing. heâs in love. âs-soooo . . what are we?â
⊠ËË . TOJI FUSHIGURO.
âawwwh, is the pretty girl gettinâ shy on me?â toji would gruffly croon, feeling your dripping cunt clench tightly around him.
youâre bent over and chewing on the bottom of your lip like candy whilst heâs going in and out of you. masses ân wads of milky knots ooze out of your pussy and he takes a moment to gawk at the mess he gifted you. âfuuuck- look at âer, âm floodinâ her up so good,â and toji grunts, his flushed tip smearing shapes around your runny entrance. âya take it well every time too, baby.â
âhnng- toji,â youâd whimper, cutely trying to shimmy your hips against him. you always loathed how right after heâs dumping you with the nth load of the night, toji just has to tease you.
with a wide hand, he slaps his fat cockhead against your slobbering slit three times. in a dirty, carnal way thoughâitâs pretty.
with wrinkles creasing underneath his leafy eyes as he squints, toji drags a thumb down your swollen puffy folds. itâs a loud wet splat! that resounds through his perked ears and you could hear that smug snicker as clear as day. your tummy was already heaving - you wanted more, and toji hummed at the sight of you arching further for him. âdonât stop- fâŚfinish fuckinâ me.â
âhow cuuute,â heâd gruff, and you moan once he re-aligns his sweltering hot tip. itâs freshly coated with splotches of cum that was still gradually seeping from the center. messily, it leaks out, and you gasp once he starts to insert his way back in. itâs a sloppy pop! that sends you carnal chills and even a bit of throb. doing so makes you nip a few teeth near the inside of your cheek.
and oh- tojiâs so thick.
heâs fat from the inside, along with his girth that delves deep inside of you - disappearing between your folds like an unrevealed magic trick.
every bulky inch that enters inside of your cunt makes your toes shrivel up into a cute, aching curl. every time, youâre left utterly speechless as you hear his husky rasps from behind you. toji runs a hand through his oily scalp before brusquely grunting. âhah- take it then, open nice ân wide for me, pretty. letâs see that biiiig stretch one more fuckinâ time,â and a cold sweat races down your back. one thrust! just one cruel, mouth-watering thrust, and youâre left stupid.
dewy remnants of cum streamed out the corners of your thighs and he was practically fucking his cum back into you. loads of it, creamy milky loads that pumped you full, keepinâ you warmâalways.
the slanted hooking curve that his dick had swerved its way through your pussy, bruising your g-spot lovingly. but oh- toji doesnât just fuck nasty, he fucks you stupid with a capital âSâ.
âfuuuuck, right there, r- right hng- thereeee,â and the way youâd drag your words were so cute. tojiâs hips were oh-so mean though, harshly snapping into you and each time the friction whams into youâyouâre dumbfounded.
toji spots you trying to crawl away and he raises a brow, hooking a hand near your hip. âgoinâ somewhere, girl?â and you moaned, feeling him drag you right back toward his cock. with your mouth idly hung openâyou start to feel the slick muck of syrupy juices that globs down the flaps of your cunt. youâre soaked, and toji grunts the second you end up squeezing around his dick. measly thick fingers roam through his scalp as he watches your ass weakly buck back into him. âmhm- thatâs it, park that pussy allll on me,â and he leans up close against your back.
you could feel his faded bushy happy trail tickle against your ass as heâs drilling into you deep, splaying your legs further apart with a single hand. toji wraps a hand around your throat, feeling every whiny syllable die out of your throat before he lifts your hips.
âsuch pretty hips. look at âem go,â and you moan, feeling his palm hit against your left ass cheek. itâs sharp, and the brief sting makes you get dumber whilst his mushroomy tipâs just tapping its way against your tender clit.
youâre at a loss for wordsâthe lazy downward curve of tojiâs cock runs all through you, and he feels your body underneath him cutely growing weak. heâs got the type of dick that makes you get a bit woozy, drooling for more and more inches until youâre stuffed to capacity. you were through, and tojiâs just sternly slamming his hips into you so good that you donât even hear the poor splitting wood of the headboard.
with a husky crack! it ends up splitting into two, falling right before your eyes and the boxspring ends up collapsing. toji doesnât even flinch though, and his callused fingertips remain deep into the prints of your back. âheh. shit,â he mumbles, still buried inside of your puffed cunt.
you were still panting - heavily, but you crane your head around to a certain degree and glare at him.
âwhat? oh, donât look at me like that, doll,â and you moan, facing back in front of you once he pulls out, smacking his cream-coated tip over your weeping sleek-covered cunt. â âs her fault. isnât that right, messy baby?â as youâre whimpering, toji grows mute at the sounds of your sloppy squelches.
his round tip smears itself in and out between your slobbering hole before he nods as if he actually understands what your pussyâs saying. âsee. she even said sorry,â and toji leans down, spitting right on your cunt before giving it a praising pat.
âgood giiiirl. seems like ya got more manners than yâr messy owner.â
⊠ËË . SATORU GOJO.
âahhh- donât hide that gorgeous face, i wanna see ya,â satoru pouts, grabbing your hands.
you were utterly stupid, whimpering as you continued to mindlessly bounce on his lap. his shaftâs ridiculously thick, expanding throughout your walls like a domain whilst attacking your cervix with individual kisses.
it scratched an itch in your brain that makes you gaspâfeeling his bare washboard abs rub against your back. satoruâs hot, but the sweltering pounds of flesh that smack and crash into his meaty thighs from your unpredictable movements were even hotter.
he leans right up against the left side of your cheek, pressing a wet chaste kiss near the corner of your twitching lip. âi wanna see my wifey get all dumb ân stupid while sheâs ridinâ me, heh.â
ângh- satoru,â youâd moan, feeling one of his hands sneak up your blouse. lanky fingers roam up your body as heâs mercilessly slamming you back down on his cock. satoruâs flushing capped tip swirls its way through your cunt, churning effortlessly rearranging your guts and your jaw dramatically drops.
itâs cute the way your mouth freely dangles, pink tongue lolling fully out as satoru presses a hand near your bare tummy. there, he could feel the ongoing stretch and so could you.
itâs a tiny bulge that wholly prints its way through you, and you could hear his breathy snicker air against your earlobe. âwell look at that. such a pretty good girl takinâ allllll of me. look at that cute âlil tummy bulge,â and satoru runs a free hand through his hair. with tight clenched abs, his entire core was squeezing upâyour moving hips had him gnawing the inside of his cheek.
but itâs a long deadly silence between the two of you that suddenly occurs. satoruâs icy bright eyes shine into yours as you cup his face, weakly trying to keep up your grinding.
timidly, satoru strokes your bottom lip gingerly. âkeep starinâ at me like that ân i might getâcha pregnant, sweetheart.â
âdo it.â you whine. âmake me p⌠pregnant, âtoru.â
famous last words,
because not only does he fuck you stupid until youâre chewing on your own sweet, pathetic whimpersâsatoru ends up dumping load after load into you. buttery wads of cum tear their way out of your folds as heâs now got you folded in a nasty mating press.
satoru overflowed your cunt, panting heavily as he watches the hefty, velvety masses of cum ooze down between your stuffed entrance.
with a single hand, he spreads your legs wide to get a better view and he kisses his teeth. âfuck- what a mess,â heâd groan, and heâs still deeply inside of you. your brain was empty â and all you could even register let alone think about, was the ropes of hot cum that flooded deep into your womb.
youâre still moaning, feeling satoruâs hungry gaze peer into your soul before he snickers. âwould be a shame if this all hah- went to waste.â
and as heâs still trying to catch shallow breaths, satoru leisurely wipes a thumb down your leaking pussy. immediately, his digit gets coated with milky remnants of cum. âs- satoru,â youâd whimper, watching as he pressed a soft kiss to your ankle. you remained in the same positionâ
he had your legs spread wide into an eagle âvâ shape before bringing his finger up to his naturally glossed lips. satoru laps up his own mess right off his thumb whilst his cockâs plugging you utmost full. âyouâre s- so nasty.â
ânot nastier than this sweet girl,â satoru whispers in a raspy tone, taking out his dick before watching as his cum freely pours between your folds. velvety loads and loads sob between your folds and he hums, leaning in for a quick kiss.
satoru rocks his toned body against you, pinning both arms above your head before a hand placed on your tummy. you moan into his lipsâwrapping a feeble leg around his slim waist before his free hand grabs at your neglected tits.
âmmp-â he muffled between kisses, feeling your hand trail a path down his sculptured abs. satoru presses his forehead against yoursâdevastatingly pulling away before whispering against your lips.
âgot a feelinâ itâs gonna . . be a girl.â
⊠ËË . NANAMI KENTO.
âfun fact sweets,â nanami grunts as a bare palm wraps around your throat. his grip was soft - the mere opposite of his accurately shaped thrusts.
your moans harmonically sing and bounce through the thin walls of his office as labored breaths continue to snatch out from the pits of your lungs. heâs big, easily allowing the bulbous head of his cock to run through every part of your gummy walls. he nudges through every corner, pounding into your core so good that it makes you choke on inaudible sentences. âweâre burninâ about probably hundreds of calories right now. hah- all from me bending you over my desk like . . . this.â
you let off a sweet whine, gasping as heâs just leisurely reaming your insides. nanamiâs dick dragged its way through each slickly wet nook perfectly, studying every orifice like an equation before solving it with a single thrust. âf- fuck, âken,â youâd mewl out a sweetened sob, the scent of freshly printed review papers filling up your nostrils. never in a million years would you have expected the campus nerd to fuck so nasty.
heâs rigorous - just drilling his honed hips into you until youâre entirely stupid with that pretty pink tongue of yours fully lolled out of your mouth.
his dick was insanely long too, and he grunts at the feeling of his plump tip rudely thwacking against the opening of your cervix. âsuch a pretty thing. even prettier inside, âs like sheâs trying to answer for you,â and the wooden worn-down desk continued to rumble from the rickety pounds of weight. the stability of your hips was far too weak.. and nanami brings a hand toward your waist. his touch was soft, and you moaned at the feeling of his stubby fingers dancing up and down your skin before a single strenuous thrust reels you back into reality. âhah- tell me, pretty,â he moans between thrusts, the slickness of your cunt glossing down near the lower base of his full shaft. âwhy is a woman orgasm important, hm?â
âu- um,â you moan, your brain completely fried. his hits were so good - too good, and youâre just dumbly wordless.
nanamiâs hips went askew as he made you arch further into his desk, deepening his angle. your face is lightly planted against the papers and you could hear him sneer from behind you.
one second turned into two . . then three . . then seven . .
a weeping whine rips out of your throat once he pivots even deeper, guiding a big hand between your legs. a thumb swirls around your sopping stuffed cunt and he leans in to kiss near your shoulder. â âumâ isnât a valid answer, dummy,â and your eyes were already mindlessly rolling to the backs of your empty skull.
but oh- the stretch.
heâs jabbing his hips quicker ân quicker as greedy hands grab at your bare skin. âcâmooon, use that pretty brain. my smart girlâs gotta be in there somewhere,â and nanami playfully knocks at the top of your head. âat least i hope she is.â
ât- the woman orgasmâs important because it helps out with the uh- pelvic floor muscles and activity.â
âand.â
âand . . it helps boosts fertility.â
âaaand?â
âa- and âm cumming!â
âwha- oh,â nanami lowly chuckles, feeling your cunt tighten around him. the clingy wet claps of skin grew louder - violently ricocheting against both pounds of flesh as he scoots your ass up further.
heâs deep, jackhammering his thick cock into you while occasionally fixing his glasses. every few seconds, theyâd slide down the bridge of his nose. it irritates him, and youâd hear him scoff under his breath while heâs still ramming into you senseless. âcâmooon then, show me how orgasms help strengthen pelvic floor muscles, sweetheart.â
as youâre just being fucked stupid into the countless marked sheets of your papers, you gasp. stuffed at the very hilt - at least. a single tap of his cockhead against your cervix and thatâs a wrap for you. within a blink of an eyeâyouâre shamelessly creaming down his cock with a wide shaped mouth.
heâs still thickly stretching through your walls, kneading at every compressing wet corner as youâre releasing and you start to whine. âfuck- fuuuck,â youâd whimper, feeling his jagged hips abruptly halt against you. the cold metal buckle of nanamiâs belt rubs against your skin as you moan, seeing nothing but mere stars. competing to catch your breath, you huff out a sweet genuine, âdid . . did i pass?â
âhmm,â he kisses near your shoulder blade, readjusting his glasses. glancing down, nanami looks at your panties that were lazily pulled to the side and he makes you arch further.
as youâre still panting, nanami clicks his tongue. â âm afraid not. i think we need to learn more about the clitoris,â and nanami takes off his glasses, bringing them towards your slick opening, witnessing it fog from your dripping mess.
with a low titter, he brings them back up to his curved lips before licking the wet lenses, giving your pretty pussy a âlecturingâ spank. âspecifically yours.â
⊠ËË . SUGURU GETO.
if itâs anything nastier than suguru getoâs tongue, itâs his thick fat cock.
itâs the epitome of sloppy, especially with how it rummages through your insides, roughly circling his tip around the opening of your slick cunt. prone bone would almost always be his favorite too. it was just the way his crushing body weight would hover over yoursânearly suffocating your backside with just a bit of pressure. âsugu- ngh. suguruuu,â youâd croak out, each stinging slap of skin sending swarms of butterflies inside the inner pits of your tummy.
âquiet, doll,â heâd groan, curling a few fingers around your neck. getoâs thumb traces down your exposed nape before he licks at your ear. âfuck- what did i tell you about speakinâ out of turn?â and as your eyes start to wander to the dark abyss depths of your cranium, you whine. heâs in so deep, massaging every sloppy orifice as his fat tip drags its way through your spongey insides. âyou speak after she gets a word in,â and you let off a needy sob once geto gently lift your leg. heâs still pressed into you as youâre being rammed into from behind, and thatâs when he slides a hand between your legs. gurgling sloshes leave your pussy once he starts to maneuver circles around your entrance and you whine. âuh huuuh. listen to that pretty back talk with me. i know- i know.â
getoâs palm instantly got moist from your dewy juices spurting on his handânot that he even minded anyway. you were just perfect like this, and each snap of his hips made you lose your mind ten times quicker. youâre already drooling from the mouth too, lazily sticking out your tongue as your arms start to grow feeble. âf- fuck, suguru. spank it. hng- spank it.â
âmyyy, isnât my girl beinâ extra dirty today, hm?â geto huskily purrs against the lobe of your ear. his rhythm was purely ruthless. your eyes were bulging, akin to the size of pinballs once your mouth started to pry open wider once the stretch continued..
his dickâs so fat - from all curving angles, stuffing you entirely with all nth inches of cock. geto could hear your airy pants grow more breathy and he gutturally sighs, smearing faster shapes against your dripping cunt. âohhh- donât shy away now,â he snickers, making you raise your head from the pillow you rested on. ânot when youâre so fuckinâ wet. repeat what you want me to do, sweetheart.â
heâs a mere tease. you werenât even facing him directly, but you could tell from just his smug tone alone that he was cockily grinning ear to ear. with a belting whine departing from your lips, you moan out a needy, âs- spank it suguru.â
âpretty please.â
âp⌠pretty please.â
geto brashly hums, running his free hand down your spine that glosses with sleek sheets of glistening sweet. his cockâs got you arching perfectly, and every inch pumps its way inside of you with occasional wet âpops!â squelching from both sloppy mounds.
âgood girl,â he gruffly whispers against your neck, feeling your hectic hips sensually rock back into him. âyeah- like that, princess. throw that cute ass against m . . me, fuck-â and seconds later, you feel the sharp brief sting of a slap against your teary folds. youâre so wet, wetting up his palm as your moans fill the entire room.
one slap turns into two, then three, then four.
you lost countâit was probably around that number, but you were far too dumb from his dick thatâs currently got you in such a trance.
â âm gonna..â you gasp out, the bucking of his hips getting more and more nasty. getoâs body rubs off against you and you then feel his palm swat against your ass. smack! and you hear him groan from behind. your cuntâs sucking him in and spitting him out â and the view was godly. all he saw was a pretty, slick mess as you start to dribble clear syrupy sap between your thighs. âcum- gonna cum suguru.â
âyou remember how?â geto teases and your chest heaves once he gives your wet pussy a squeeze. not a single thought was in your mind, just how he was destroying your insides inch after fuckinâ inch. .
the flat of your tongue starts to salivate and you whine, nodding cutely before feeling getoâs thrusts deepen. âsilly girl. bet you forgot how- should see your face right now,â he huffs, covering your spit-glossed mouth with his wide palm. you end up drooling on his hand and he tchs, smudging your saliva all over your mouth with his palm.
âcâmon then, gimme a show,â he grouses, slowing his hips down for you. geto does this purposely so you could physically feel how much of a stretch heâs barreling inside of your cunt. itâs huge - and you donât even realize that after you finally came, you were even stupider.
cottony fuzz coils at both of your ears from the inside as your mouth remains open. youâre just whining, babbling out sweet âthank you'sâ â even though you donât even know exactly why youâre thanking him.
âhah- youâre welcome.â geto cunningly coos against your neck, planting a thumb on your throbbing clit. youâre so tender, shaking underneath him as youâre still seeing splotches of utter white. his dick had you unable to create coherent words, and geto brings his thumb up to your mouth before dragging it across your lips. âmmh. messy girl. still gotta work on that mouth.â
⊠ËË . CHOSO KAMO.
âo- oh fuuuck,â heâd swallow, peering his eyes down toward your wet cunt.
itâs pretty - drippinâ with masses of slippery slick that soaks the entirety of his cock.
sucking in a sharp gasping breath, choso grabs onto your hips before flashing a sheepish grin. he wasnât in fully in and chosoâs already a mess. lazily leaning back against the futonâwarm, drowsy eyes meet yours with darkened bags hanging underneath his pretty eyelids. choso canât keep his eyes off you. his eyes flicker from up to your face, then back between your thighs. âmngh- youâre squeezinâ down on me, baby. donât think âm gonna last.â
âyou can last, âcho,â you whisper, letting off a sweet moan yourself once his cock smugly barrels itself between your puffed folds. you leave a lustrous shine that glimmers over his aching shaft. with achingly slow hips, you start to jerk forward and you can already see chosoâs adamâs apple bobbing. âmmh- thatâs it, hold me. touch me choso, âs okay.â
with choso thoughâhe didnât realize just how big he was. his dick stood tall, and its height expanded throughout your gummy walls entirely.
piercing the honed edges of your nails into his shoulders, you whine out a breathy gasp. his cockâs rude, sloppily towering inside of your pussy before starting to puncture a few delicious hits into your slick-flooded core. youâre rocking back ân forth, staring into his half-open eyes before burying your face into his neck. ânono-donât do thaaat. wanna see you,â heâd pout, lifting your face.
chosoâs already sweating â dewy droplets face down each side of his forehead before he feels the elastic stretch. he could almost taste it, the sugary sweet stretch. the way chosoâs mushroomy tip drags its way up down and round your cunt leaves a tender feeling arising in your tummy. precisely, he marks an âxâ through your goopy insides with the crown of his dick like it was some kind of sacred treasure. a far more lewd kind though.
and not only did your hips make him stupid, but your pussy did too. âc- chosoooo,â youâd belt out a three-second whimper, sliding a few fingers down his bare chest. heâs hot, and the more your touch ghosts down his skin, the higher his body temperature rises. âright there- ooh! k- keep fuckinâ me there, baby.â
âgod- when you whine my name, âs so hot,â heâd sheepishly admit, clawing a hand through his black loose strands. chosoâs entire abdomen tightens at the sudden quickening speed of your hips. youâre frantic, slamming your ass up and down on his veiny cock while swerving your hips in a plethora of addicting swerving circles.
a beefy arm of his reaches for the headboard and he grabs onto it tight. you moan, staring as the veins and muscles flex through chosoâs bicep. youâre riding him so good that heâs literally got to hold onto the bed for support. â âm gonna fuckinâ cum. s- shit, your pussyâs gonnaâŚ..fuck.â
the loud paps of jerking skin only increase, and once you lean in to kiss chosoâhe submissively leans into your touch.
right away, teeth violently clash together as tongues hungrily delve into each mouth, competitively fighting for their fair shares of dominance. choso moans, sliding a palm toward the edge of your jolting ass. youâre riding him to straight oblivion, and heâs already rolling his eyes back. âmmpf-â heâd let off a gargled moan, bringing a swatting smack towards your rear. âfuckmefuckfuckmeee,â heâd whine into your ear, and now heâs got both hands clinging onto your ass. chosoâs dragging you firmly back against his pelvis, making sure you feel him deep inside of your compressing walls.
oh- he was entirely pussy drunk, with you being dick drunk.
choso could see the sleazy smile forming against your lips as your back started to arch. heâs damn big, and you moan the second his fat tip keenly thrashes its way against your pulsating g-spot. that was all it took for you to squeal out a needy âah!â before your legs ended up locking around his waist.
languidly, heâs digging his fingers into your hips before you end up nibbling on his bottom lip. â âm cumminâ baby. hah- cum with me, be my messy girl. câmon,â and as heâs rambling, choso wraps his strong arms around you. heâs giving you a gentle bear hug, cutely whining into your chest as his head buries itself in between your soft tits. âmmmph.â
as your hips continued to roll, you eventually ended up finishing - hard. your orgasm had you sobbing out wantons of whimpers as his dickâs plugged you very, very full. glittery ribbons spray into you at the same time, and itâs fiery hot.
chosoâs shivering underneath you, still having his arms wrapped around youânever wanting to let go. âf- fuck, choso,â youâd breathe out, hearing his tremoring sighs aerate between your tits. choso rolls out his tongue, licking a stripe down the valley of his chest as heâs still pumping you with miles ân miles of sultry hot seed. you hum, coddling his head with one arm as your ass slowly comes to a stop.
a clammy hand of yours grabs at your ass as you turn around, glancing at the ivory oozing clods of cum that dribbles down your pudgy opening. ânot . . done,â choso heavily huffs, and you moan once he pushes you to lie on your back. with a soft thud! you land against the cushioned furniture before looking up at him.
choso looks hungrier than ever, and before you knew it â heâs slowly sliding your knees up toward your chest. âf- fuck,â he whines, taking a peak at the strings of cum that continue to race down your lustrous-coated slick.
so pretty,
but in chosoâs mind, it could be even prettier.
choso leans in, pressing a kiss between your breasts before sliding a thumb down your cunt. a wet psh! shrieks out of your pussy and he lets off a quivering breath. âyou can be a little messier, baby,â heâd whisper, and his toneâs a bit more hoarse now. choso hears you gulp, and once he starts to shove your knees up to your chest, he re-aligns his leaky cream-glossed tip. â âm gonna stuff you fuller,â he pressed his final wet kiss against your lips.
âmaybe even give you a baby . . or two . . six, h- heh.â
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