#plus-size long tops

[cupidclothing]

Stay Cozy in Style: Plus-Size Winter Long Tops for Curvy Women

At Cupid Clothings, we believe every woman deserves to feel confident and stylish, regardless of size. That’s why we’ve created a collection of plus-size long tops for women, offering the perfect blend of comfort, style, and functionality. Whether you’re dressing up for a casual day out or need something cozy for the cooler months, our tops for plus-size women will meet all your needs.

Designed with heavy GSM cotton, these tops provide extra warmth while remaining breathable, ensuring you stay comfortable no matter the season. Our tops for chubby women are available in sizes M to 7XL, catering to curvy women who value both fashion and comfort.

Premium Cotton for Superior Comfort

When it comes to XXL women's tops, comfort is key. Our long tops are made with premium cotton, providing extra softness and warmth, perfect for cooler weather or mild winters. The cotton fabric has a natural stretch that ensures a flattering fit for all body shapes, allowing for comfortable movement throughout the day.

Not only do these tops offer comfort, but their thigh-length design provides full hip coverage, making them a go-to choice for curvy women who want both style and practicality.

Flattering Design with Full Sleeves and a V-neckline

Fashion-forward yet functional, our plus-size tops for ladies are designed with full sleeves for added coverage and a V-neckline that gives a touch of elegance to the top. These design elements create a flattering silhouette, making these XXL tops for ladies perfect for everything from casual outings to more dressed-up looks.

Whether you wear them with your favourite jeans or pair them with trousers for a formal outing, this versatile design makes it easy to style women's plus-size trendy tops for any occasion.

Thigh-Length with Side Slits for Easy Movement

Our sexy tops for plus-size women feature carefully crafted side slits, allowing for easy movement while adding a stylish, flattering touch. These slits ensure you feel unrestricted in your clothing, whether you’re at home or out and about. The thigh-length design also ensures ample coverage, making it ideal for women who prefer a bit more length in their curve tops.

Functional Side Pocket for Added Convenience

Practicality meets style with the addition of a side pocket. Whether you need to carry your phone, keys, or other essentials, this functional feature makes these tops a perfect fit for busy women on the go. Stay comfortable and stylish without sacrificing convenience.

Available in a Range of Timeless Colors

No wardrobe is complete without a few timeless pieces. Our formal tops for women come in a variety of sustainable and classic colours, from neutral shades to bold hues, ensuring there’s a perfect option for every style. These colours are designed to be versatile, so whether you’re dressing up for a casual day or need something to layer in the winter, these tops will fit seamlessly into your wardrobe.

How to Style Your Plus-Size Long Top

These tops for chubby women are versatile enough to be styled for different occasions. Here are a few ways to make the most of your new wardrobe staple:

Casual Look: Pair your tops for plus-size women with leggings or skinny jeans for an effortless, everyday outfit.

Formal Look: Tuck the top into tailored pants or trousers, add a belt for extra shape, and you’re ready for a more polished look.

Layering: In colder weather, layer it under a plus-size jacket or coat for both warmth and style.

Designed for Curvy Women

Our tops are designed with plus-size women in mind. The natural stretch of the fabric and thoughtful design elements like side slits, a V-neck, and full sleeves ensure a flattering fit that makes you feel confident. With sizes ranging from M to 7XL, you’re sure to find your perfect fit with Cupid Clothings.

Why Choose Our Plus-Size Long Tops?

Comfortable and Stylish: Made from high-quality cotton, these tops offer a comfortable fit without sacrificing style.

Flattering Design: Features like full sleeves, a V-neckline, and side slits are designed to flatter every curve.

Inclusive Sizes: We offer sizes from M to 7XL, ensuring every woman can find her perfect fit.

Timeless Colors: Our tops come in a range of classic colours that will remain stylish season after season.

Q&A Section

Q1: What sizes are available for the plus-size long tops?A1: Our plus-size long tops for women come in sizes ranging from M to 7XL, ensuring a comfortable and perfect fit for women of all shapes.

Q2: Are these long tops suitable for colder weather?A2: Yes! Made from heavy GSM cotton, these long tops provide extra warmth, making them ideal for winter and mild winter weather, while still being breathable for comfort.

Q3: Can these long tops be styled for formal occasions?A3: Absolutely! The V-neckline and sleek design make these tops perfect for formal events. Pair them with tailored pants or accessorize with a belt for a polished, elegant look.

Q4: What makes your plus-size long tops different from other brands?A4: Our tops are crafted from premium heavy GSM cotton and designed with thoughtful details like side slits for easy movement, functional pockets for convenience, and are available in a wide range of sustainable colours. They’re perfect for both casual wear and special occasions.

Conclusion: The Perfect Addition to Your Wardrobe

If you’re looking for plus-size clothing for women that offers both comfort and style, our plus-size long tops are the perfect solution. With sizes up to 7XL, high-quality heavy GSM cotton, and timeless designs, these tops are versatile enough to be worn for any occasion. Whether you need a casual look or something more dressed up, these tops will become a staple in your wardrobe.

[mayakern]

in case you guys didn't know, we have a ton of super cute long sleeve crop tops that are perfect for the fall weather!! 🥰

you can find them on my store now!

[rachymarie]

Dressed like a normal girl my age for once i guess 🤷‍♀️

felt a bit fancy

[magicalshopping]

♡ Bear Button Up Top (XS-3X) by Teddy Fresh ♡

[pinktinselmonstrosity]

GOOD NEWS the expensive pair of jeans i impulse-bought last week (bc my current jeans make me actually angry to wear) don't fit me, so i can return them and get a refund 😊

[hazeltailofficial]

ST. PATRICK’S DAY FLASHBACK

Striped Cold Shoulder Fitted Tee from Torrid

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[ace-and-ranty]

I gained some weight over the pandemic. As a result, I lost most of my wardrobe. Being a Body Positive Girlie(TM), I thought, Well, that's fine, I will save some money and do a big shopping trip and redo my wardrobe!

I just came back from the first attempted shopping trip and I couldn't find one plus-size tank top I liked.

Knowing the issue is the fashion industry, and not my body, isn't helping much right now

[andromedasummer]

hav used my birthday money 2 buy clothig :)

[mayakern]

our long sleeve crop tops are perfect for the winter weather! they'll keep you warm, comfy, and VERY cute 🥰

[cherrychapati]

bought the cutest bright lime green asymmetrical top + lacy white bra w my birthday money feeling on top of the world

[magicalshopping]

♡ Magic: The Gathering Cinderbones Velour Polo (XS-3XL) ♡

♡ by Teddy Fresh ♡

[call-me-lemon]

Im still thinking about that shit my boss said like legit how dare she

I was on my hands and kneese that day scrubbing her crusty ass shelves for her yucky ass bisuness, I followed her and my managers instructions to the fucking letter and took the heat whenever the instructions conflicted with eachother

Its legit not even just a me thing, since I started working there less than a year ago shes had to replace her entire wait staff and half of her kitchen staff.

She legit hired new guys for the pizza station instead of just finishing my training. She knows Im a fast learner but she insists she cant trust me for some fucking reason. Like is she fucking stupid?

After she intruded in my personal life, asked invasive questions, and tried to mother me.

Not to mention she hasnt even been sending me pay stubs since fucking august so I cant even confirm shes been paying me the right wages. Minimum wage in my area got bumped up by a dollar in september.

[cupidclothing]

Celebrate Your Shape: Trendy Long Tops for Curvy Women in Sizes M to XXXXXXXL

Finding stylish, comfortable, and affordable clothing in plus sizes can challenge many women. But at Cupid Clothings, we believe that fashion should be inclusive. Whether you're looking for trendy casual wear, comfortable nightwear, or stylish tops, we’ve got a solution for all your needs. Our range of products, including plus-size long tops from XXXL to XXXXXXXL, ensures that every woman feels confident and beautiful, regardless of size.

Cupid Clothings: The Plus-Size Fashion Solution

If you’ve ever faced any of these struggles, you’re not alone. Thousands of women just like you have shared these frustrations with us, and that’s why we’ve made it our mission at Cupid Clothings to provide a solution. Our collection is designed to meet the specific needs of plus-size women, offering stylish, comfortable, and affordable clothing from XXXL to XXXXXXXL.

Sizes That Go Beyond the Norm: From XXXL to XXXXXXXL

One of the biggest ways Cupid Clothings stands out is by offering sizes up to 7XL. Most brands stop at XXXL or XXXXL, leaving women who need larger sizes with few options. At Cupid Clothings, we ensure that every woman, no matter her size, can find clothing that fits well, looks great, and feels comfortable.

By offering sizes up to XXXXXXXL, we make sure you never have to compromise on style. Our long tops, track pants, and nightwear are designed to fit your curves while giving you the freedom to express yourself through fashion.

100+ Products with Vibrant Color and Design Choices

Gone are the days when plus-size women had to settle for dull, shapeless clothing. At Cupid Clothings, we offer a wide range of long tops for women, including long cotton tops for ladies, ladies' full sleeve tops, plus size long tops. With over 100+ designs, whether you’re looking for classic black long tops, a white long top for ladies, or a red full sleeve top, we have it all.

Our collection includes a variety of long sleeve tops, full sleeve summer tops, and V neck long sleeve tops in vibrant prints, patterns, and cuts, so you can create the perfect outfit for any occasion. These designs aren’t just scaled-up versions of smaller sizes—they’re crafted specifically for plus-size women, ensuring a flattering fit and comfortable wear. Affordable, Fashionable, and High-Quality

One of the main challenges plus-size women face is the high cost of clothing. At Cupid Clothings, we make sure our plus size tops for women are affordable without sacrificing style or quality. Our selection includes everything from basic long sleeve tops to sexy tops for plus size women, and we offer regular discounts and promotions to make it easier to build a fashionable wardrobe on a budget.

Whether you’re looking for plus size going out tops, plus size party wear tops, or workout tops for plus size women, you’ll find stylish and high-quality options that fit within your budget.

Fabrics That Fit the Indian Climate

At Cupid Clothings, we understand how important fabric choice is for comfort, especially in India’s hot and humid climate. That’s why we use breathable, lightweight fabrics like cotton and lycra in our designs. Our cotton long tops for women and plus size cotton tops are perfect for keeping you cool and comfortable all day long, whether you’re at work, running errands, or relaxing at home.

No more sweating in uncomfortable synthetic fabrics or feeling restricted in clothes that don’t breathe. With Cupid Clothings, you’ll feel as good as you look in every season.

Best-Selling Long Tops at Cupid Clothings

Here are some of our best-selling long tops for women that our curvy customers love:

Classic Black Long Top

A classic black full sleeve top is a must-have for every wardrobe. Our black full-sleeve top pairs perfectly with jeans, leggings, or a skirt for a polished and minimalist look.

Printed and Solid Tops

Our collection includes a variety of printed and solid full-sleeve tops for ladies, made from breathable fabrics like cotton and designed with stylish patterns and simple designs. These are wardrobe staples, perfect for every season. FAQs

Q1: What sizes does Cupid Clothings offer for plus-size women?A: Cupid Clothings offers sizes from XXXL to 7XL, ensuring that every plus-size woman can find the perfect fit, whether for casual wear, workwear, or nightwear.

Q2: How does Cupid Clothings ensure that plus-size clothes fit well?A: Cupid Clothings designs clothes specifically for plus-size women, ensuring tailored fits that complement curves while offering comfort and style. Our sizing is consistent across the board, so you always get the right fit.

Q3: What makes Cupid Clothings’ fabrics suitable for plus-size women in India?A: Cupid Clothings uses breathable, lightweight fabrics like cotton and lycra, which are perfect for India’s hot and humid weather, making them comfortable for all-day wear.

Q4: Are there stylish options available for plus-size women beyond the usual black and neutral tones?A: Yes, Cupid Clothings offers over 100+ designs in vibrant colors and trendy patterns, so plus-size women can enjoy fashionable options beyond basic black and neutrals.

Perfect for All Body Types: From M to XXXXXXXL

At Cupid Clothings, we celebrate all body types. Whether you're looking for long tops for fat ladies, plus size party wear tops, or formal tops for women, our collection ensures that every woman feels confident and beautiful. We offer a range of sizes, including XXL tops for ladies, 2XL tops, and plus size tops for women, making sure you always have options that suit your needs.

Are you ready to upgrade your wardrobe with trendy long tops that are stylish, comfortable, and affordable? At Cupid Clothings, we offer a wide variety of plus size tops for women, catering to every occasion. Whether you’re looking for casual wear, party wear, or something chic for work, you’ll find everything you need in our store. Shop today and find the perfect pieces that make you feel as confident as you look!

[catboyelimgarak]

Self indulgent shit like OCs for a story in my head

[jonquilandlace]

hey genuine question for plus size clothing brands, when did we decide short sleeves weren't cute anymore—

[toji-bunny-girl]

bartender toji fucking the living daylights out of us after a nasty breakup ? also have a nice day

ON THE H★USE !!

#𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐆 ⟢ bartender!Toji Fushiguro x fem!reader #𝑺𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝑰𝑺 ⟢ riding the hot bartender after a break up is the least expected thing you’ll ever think of #𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⟢ alcohol, pet names, foreplay, fingering, teasing, grinding, pre-cum, no protection, creampie, car sex, nipple play, squirting, size difference, big dick toji papa, alpha toji with xxxxxxxxl dick, multiple orgasm, one-sided drunk sex (?), power play, I’m so lazy to do tags, who even reads content warnings tbh #𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑻 ⟢ 4k #𝑨/𝑵 ⟢ don’t let this flop guys I spent way too much time on this when I should be studying for my exam 😭

“Plus, he literally had to beg me to act like I was cummin’ when he stuck his sorry excuse of a dick in me!” your eyelids hung heavily over your eyes as you exclaimed, brows shooting down in a frown. “Get a load of that guy, am I right?”

“He doesn’t pay for your stuff, and he can’t fuck good?!” Toji teasingly mirrored your tone as he manoeuvre behind the bar, uniform taut from the way he natchly flexed his arms; the bottles clinking as he worked deftly to craft out the beverage you ordered. “What a man.”

It has been 2 hours since you’ve been rambling on about your ex-boyfriend, and the ravenette felt like he’d known this stranger for years—all of his secrets and traits aired into his ears. Albeit, it was getting a bit boring, with the same repeated stories tumbling out of your voluble mouth. But still, he enjoyed chuckling at your adorable insobriety, fuelled by drunken mania. 

“Here you go, princess,” a small tug lifted the ends of his scarred lips when your eyes patently glimmered at the newly served alcohol. “It’s the last I can give you, we’re closing…” Toji’s eyes momentarily flickered to his watch, “in 7 minutes.”

“Oh, okay!” you deliriously yawped, downing the beverage into your liqueur-brimmed system before handing him your card, which you aimlessly threw at him, not even lucid of your motions. “Just swipe it.”

Toji simply brushed it off, taking it towards the other side of the counter. He's used to unintentional antics like yours, as long as the tab was paid off he has no problem with them. 

15,900 yen. 

The digits flashed past his eyes like stars, igniting a luminous glint in his dark emerald orbs. Hell, was it a sum to casually splurge on at some mid-high bar? He’s got a pretty girl with probably an equally pretty amount of personality in her wallet, sprawled on the bar top wailing about her broken heart. 

Oh, how he would love to play saviour. 

“Here, princess. Time to go home,” he tapped your card onto the counter after the successful transaction. His gruff voice was low as you drifted further from your haywired consciousness and towards a delicious drowse. You didn’t move when he neared your face, attempting to marshal up your scattered coherence by calling into your ear. 

Toji sighed as he leaned back onto his feet, and crossed his bulky arms, pondering the ways to get you out of the otherwise empty bar. 

It was 12:58 am and the other inebriated customers had gone out by themselves or with their friends dragging them along. Except for you, softly snoring on the sticky counter. 

His coworker shrugged at him when the ravennette glanced at the shorter male for help. “Just get her out of here. I’ll clean up the rest, and you owe me this one,” always so kind—how Toji wished he could smooch that man right then. 

“Thanks, man,” Toji’s eyes curved in moon crescents, before settling his sight onto your dozed frame. His finger pressed against your temple, and your head lolled to the side in suit of a light push; a trail of drool slipping past your plump lips. You were completely and utterly out of it, huh?

Grasping onto your arm, the male lightly shook you awake, the warmth from his calloused palm stimulating your nerves vivified. “Hey, Mr. Bartender…” you had an uneven smile on your crooked lips, sleepiness bubbling into the air with every laggard blink as you breathily chuckled. “Are you gonna bring me home?”

“I don’t know about that, princess,” his tone was syrupy sweet and it licked the ends of your lips upwards into a velvety grin. “But we gotta go now. Come on,” Toji’s hands came to yours, gently pulling you off of the bar stool. You followed after his guide, slipping your card into your pocket before frisking behind him like a lamb to the door. 

The burly male turned to his wrist after the door swung close in the wake of your exit, checking his watch; it read 1:04 am. The train station is closed and it’s going to kill his conscience if he leaves you by the streets like he always does with intoxicated male customers. He has no idea where you stay anyway—best to call a friend of yours to take you home. 

“(Y/N)?”

A grating, vexatious voice called. The two of you swivelled your gaze to the source to find your cheating, insipid creature of an ex with an arm thrown over some chick’s shoulders, chortling at the unstable mess you were. Your eyes were puffy and tumid from the hours of crying slash ranting session, and you were anything but lucid from the way you looked. 

How fucking lucky.

“What you got going on here? Getting kicked out of a bar?” your ex taunted, nearing his face to yours as you narrowed your eyes at him. 

“Y-You…as—”

“Have the lady some of her space, buddy,” Toji’s authoritative voice prevailed over yours as he pushed the male away, rendering him to helplessly stumble backward into a fall. The woman in his arm hid her giggle with a gasp before helping his fuming ass up, his face beet red from his ignominious tumble. 

“Who are you?” he barked, eyelids flying open to show the hidden whites and teeth bared in belligerence. 

“A man who can make her cum, without begging her to fake it,” the woman burst into a half-concealed snicker when the ravennette broke the air with his unanticipated words. Your face grew to be saturated with ardent red, from both the intoxicant that coursed through your veins and the sentence you thought you had heard.

“I call it bullshit,” your ex spat with his upper lip pulled up in disrelish. There’s a flash of humiliation in his glare—he knew Toji seemed better than him and it killed him to know you’ve got suitors who are way out of his league. 

“It’s true,” you tapped Toji’s metallically stiff chest with a twisted, satisfied smirk on your rat-arsed face. “He toootally didn’t just stick his dick in me and call it a day, y’know?”

“Fucking whore.”

“What d’ya say?!” you screeched, ready to pounce on the asshole. “I sent you to the ER once, and I’ll do it again!”

“Alright, that’s enough, princess,” Toji tenaciously held onto your arm, and you’re stuck by him even without him using much strength. “We don’t want you dirtying your hands, do we?” 

A nasty shove met the male’s chest, knocking the air out of his lungs when he hit the ground. It was merely a fraction of Toji’s force, and it already had the male choking to breathe on the ground. 

“Speak to her like that again, and it’s not going to be just a push,” you could hear the rise of a dour, serrated threat in his tone, and it begot the asshole to cower back in trepidation. 

Pussy, Toji grimace. Albeit he was no saint himself but he absolutely despises the ilk of guys your ex filtered into—boisterous and a bully to women, yet nothing but a trifling mutt in front of men.

A tug of his arm, and your limbs wrapped around his wretched him out of his state of visceral contempt. “Take me home!” you ineptly exclaimed, a gruntled grin on your adorable, roguish face. 

Briefly riveting his baleful gaze onto the splayed male on the bitumen, Toji steered you uphill towards the parking lot as you clumsily tottered aside him. 

The encounter with the small-dick fucker sure rendered him more understanding of your evening of outburst. Plus, for you to be cheated on that piece of work was truly the icing on the cake. “Poor you, huh?”

“Forget ‘bout him! You were so cool I almost cummed right there and then,” you teasingly giggled as you peered at him through your heavy eyelids. 

Fuck—it’s no good for you to be saying that with that look on your face. 

His eyes rest ahead the road as you soon come to near the bright red C8 Corvette the woman he’s estranged with had previously gifted him, the car standing out amongst the parked vehicles like a sore thumb. 

Your eyes scintillated in awe when the car luridly flashed and beeped in the night, “That’s yours?!” you cried aloud, frisking all the way to the car, before stumbling over thin air and nearly jolting forward into a fall. Luckily, Toji was quick enough to catch you by your arm, saving your knee a painful event of bloody excoriation. “Oopsie daisie.”

Cute, Toji chortled. 

Jumping into the vehicle, the potent roar of the engine cut through the midnight air after you’ve settled neatly in the passenger seat, the only thing missing was the safety belt that was supposed to secure your form. Reaching to your side, Toji’s hand briefly brushed over your exposed thigh, the hem of your short dress riding up to merely cover your panty. 

A soft, almost inaudible noise fled your lips, and his eyes laid on your face, the faint, intimate gold beam from the street lamp illuminating your glowing features. Your orbs were luminous through the dark, and it roused an innate lasciviousness that lay dormant in his core. 

The liquor that flowed through your blood vessels had not quelled through the lapse of time, but it did not take away your clarity to feel the tension that electrified the air molecules into sweltering magnetism. And gosh do you want to snatch the constriction in the atmosphere and tear it through your canines. 

“Touch me,” you whispered, so soft and vulnerable Toji could seemingly snap you in half with just a touch. 

“You’re drunk, princess,” he reminded, yet he remained unshifted over your smaller frame, his hand merely a molecule from your tempting flesh that sang for his warmth. 

“No,” you were firm. Something in you purled, bubbling a heavy, demanding need to have him devour you. “I want you,” your breath was hot, scorchingly so; airy and desperate. 

“You want me?” his hand fell to your wrist, grasping your soft skin under his heavy hold, and guiding you over to his seat, straddling his lap. His gaze cut through your eyes, daubing pressure against your jumbled nerves, his intensity threatened to slice through the silky jugular of your vulnerability. And you nearly moaned under his eyes.

You gingerly nodded at him, and you thought the knit between your brows was enough to speak for your neediness. 

His grip on your wrist tightened a fraction before you missed the heat radiating from his palm. “Careful, princess. You might regret this,” he had paved a way out, it’s a leave it or fuck it situation served beneath your fingertip—and all the atoms in your body leaped into the growling blaze in the abyss residing in his essence. 

“Please,” your voice was barely a note above a mumble, yet the weight of your single word mitigated any marshalled resistance in him. 

His hands slid up your thighs, inching under your dress, sending tingles to your throbbing core. The intensity that radiated from him ceased to waver as he leaned against your neck, brushing against your skin as you gulped. Dark, ashen clouds drew above the emerald forest of his before he spoke, almost threateningly against your throat, “I want you to remember every single detail of this in the morning.”

With a breathless nod, you had swung the floodgates of your amenability open to his guttural thirst. The heavy, rapacious waves of your desires crash into superposition. You were the fuel and he was the fire, together the air detonated into space. 

His wet lips met yours in a whim, sucking onto your flesh until it stung, greedily tasting every crook and cranny of your wet cavern with the bumps of his tongue. You moaned into his mouth as your hands flew to clutch onto his head, deepening the kiss to reach his insides while his rough fingers sank into the plump flesh of your ass. 

Your lips burned with his saliva, and his tongue fluttered with yours. The atmosphere felt all-consuming, gripping onto your throat and restricting the air from flushing down your windpipe. Yet, your core pulsed between your thighs, an excited blaze slowly roaring into something bigger than you could handle. 

Your chest rose and fell in a quick tempo when you snatched your lips away from his, grasping as much air as you could within a second before you dove right into him. Albeit your sight was hazy, you caught sight of the luminous flush that panned over his cheeks. 

Pretty, pretty. You chanted in your head as your hands slid down to his clothes, clumsily popping the buttons off of the garment that kept the warmth of his skin away from your touch. You want him, you want him. 

Your fingers nearly melted when they met his hot, sinewy chest, and Toji’s teeth sank a little too hard into your bottom lip when you teased his nipples under your touch, innervating them hard with every flick. The salient bulge in his pants rolled against your folds, merely separated by an annoying piece of your underwear, and your moans jumbled into each other’s mouths

“Fuck, princess. You’re driving me crazy,” Toji breathily groaned when your sloppy lips sundered apart, a hot string of mixed saliva connecting your swollen, red lips together. His large hands lifted your ass up into the air as he palmed them, the warmth from him sending a snuggly sensation through your body. “It’s no fun when only you get to tease.”

Your eyes playfully gleamed, before the light shot out of the crater of your orbs—his finger pressed against your sodden panty, damp with arousal. The tingles shyly reached through your belly as he rubbed your hardening bud, and your body shuddered against his. 

“You’re not playing fair,” he murmured against your jaw, leaving trails of bruised kisses down your jugular. His hand left your heat just as the high came close to your clutch, leaving you with nothing but the lingering cold touches of his. 

With a defeated sigh, you ground your knee against his growing hardness, your finger shyly rubbing against the clothed tip of the constrained mount, the spot slowly growing dark from amativeness. 

Toji sunk deeper into the headrest as you touched him, his exposed chest ceaselessly rising and falling. His breath hitched in his throat when you twirled his sensitive nipple between your fingers; your heated exhales warming the side of his neck as his grip almost painfully firmed onto the fat of your ass. 

You didn’t allow his peaking orgasm to come through, forcing yourself off of his sore, throbbing erection, and your teeth bared into a dirty smile. “I am playing fair.”

“You want to test me, princess?” he chuckled, the bassy timbre of his scratching the knot of an itch inside your ears. A gasp leaped out of your throat as your body jolted forward, his seat clicked backward to its maximum taut, “I’ll make you cry for more.”

You found your back nestled in his stead, your thighs spread open with his calloused hand slipping down your supple flesh. His fingers tapped nearer and nearer to your heat, before slipping off your soiled panty. 

“So fuckin’ wet,” Toji sucked an inhale through his teeth as he leered at your dripping sex—thick, rough thumb fluttering friction on your clit once again. Your eyelids flitted shut as you softly moaned against the air, the smell of your arousal filled the confinement of the car; the scent nearly making him growl when it panged hard against his nostrils. 

You watched as Toji slipped a thick finger into your velvety folds, feeling it trodding past your walls. Your heat snugly enveloped him as he filled your inside with another digit, his two fingers pressing, and running themselves over your slick cunny. “Gotta stretch you good for me, princess.” 

Your back inched into the seat with a contented sigh, enjoying the build-up of ticklish pressure stacking up your tummy. Toji was ridiculously dexterous with his fingers—deftly stroking your cunt, and quick to find the spot in you that innervated your pure senses with a ting. 

“S-Shit—” your body was subservient to his touches; your spine curved into an arch, your toes curled tight and your fingernails dug into the flesh of his arm. “M’feel so good. Toji—fuck,” it was as if his fingers were gilded in Eros’ heavenly blessing, the godly grace spilling into your pleasure. Tears began prickling at the sides of your eyes from how hard you were squeezing them, your flailing legs kicking against the dashboard of his car. 

“So pretty when you cry,” Toji groaned under his breath, his damp restraints painfully throbbing from the way your squelching walls tightened around his fingers—oh, how he fucking wish it was his cock in you right there and then. 

His touches were singing your walls into melting squirts of drool, pearls of arousal weeping between your thighs in the wake of his careful strokes. Never were you touched in such a way, and you felt like balling from how good it felt. “M’ close! M’gonna cum! Oh my gosh—!”

“Come on. Cum for me, princess,” you could hear his smirk in his voice as pleasure kissed your senses, fluttering through your electrified nerves and sending a jolt of tingles all over your body. Your mouth was lax open into an ‘o’, nails marking his skin as they sank deeper into his arm, and your walls tightly spasmed with a wave of rough euphoria cracking your bones weak. You fucking came from his mere fingers. 

Your eyes bat open with your lips sundered from your pants, your face ardently glowing from your subduing high. “Fuck…” your wet thighs quivered from the sheer force of your orgasm, and you blinked in disbelief. 

Over 2 decades of living and it was the first time cumming from a real man, not your fingers nor toys. But the brawny, sex-dripped male slipping your dress off of your spent body. 

You almost fell in love. 

Pushing him down the driver’s seat, you crawled over Toji’s firm thighs, running your finger from his chest to his muscle-packed abdomen, then down to the wristband. You were flickering to take charge, and he sank down to your guidance, rough palms resting on your hips. 

Your dress was off, divulging the bare curves of your body, sweat-glazed skin iridescent under the moonbeam and your sex-flushed features were begging for him. You look so, fucking, perfect that he had to bite down the need to ruin you on the spot. 

His hips impatiently thrust upwards into your sticky cunt, grinding his pack against you, urgency in his essence demanding your heat. “Don’t keep me waiting now,” he purred, with a silent warning tagging behind his words. 

Your fingers tugged the waistband of his pants along with his briefs, a drive in you matching his pacing hastiness. His shaft sprang out of its painful confinement, and your eyes nearly popped out from the sheer look of his cock. 

He was oozing with sticky pre-cum from his angry, red tip, throbbing veins ran from the base of his length to the curved head—the size of him bigger than any you’ve seen. The smell of his masculine essence hit your senses and a new pool of arousal began drawing in your tummy, your pussy walls squeezing in empty neediness.

“There’s no backing out now, princess,” Toji’s fingers firmly gripped onto your ass, lifting you over his cock, hovering.

“Who said I’m backing out?” you gulped, before lowering yourself down, his fat cockhead kissing your pussy lips before your hips greedily sank down his length, oblivious to the crackle of tingles it would send to your nerves.

“Careful there,” he teased with a chuckle as you let out an instinctual gasp from the way his girth stretched past your velvety walls, the slick sound of your arousal-dripped cunt, and his heavy shaft bubbled into the air, and scorched your cheeks red.

“M-My gosh…” you cried as your hazy gaze fell to the bulge jutting from the inside of your tummy, your walls taut with his heavy cock buried inside you. “I’m s’full, Toji.”

“Mhm,” he cooed, brushing his hands over the sides of your smooth thighs. “But you gotta start moving, baby.”

Gingerly, you lift your hips up before slowly inching them down his length. Your walls clenched as your sex rubbed friction, and you could feel every pulsing vein of his just as he could feel your fluttering warmth.

“Feel good, princess?” Toji asked breathily, your head faintly nodded, but there was a hint of a dubious glint in your fallen gaze, your knees lifting and sinking your weight.

“I need your help…” your voice cracked in disappointment as you paused, tears of frustration edging by your eyes. You couldn’t seem to grasp a steady pace no matter how long you painfully rode.

“What d’ya say?”

Your orbs looked as though they were melting off of your sweat-glazed skin, blinks of fervourish plea clawing from your drunken gaze into his. “Please, Toji,” your voice hitched, and you’re humping his pelvis. “Please…I want to feel good.”

Aww. How fucking adorable.

You yelped when you felt yourself being raised and slammed down his cock, your folds burning with every stretch of your walls. And it feels so good. “Y-Yes…” your eyes closed shut, fingers scrambling to grip his locks. “T-Toji—mhaa!”

“You’re so fuckin’ cute screaming my name,” the curve of his tip perfectly kissed your g-spot with each piston of his hips, and every time the twitching head of his meat met your gummy part, it sent a flash of electricity up your spine.

“S-Sho good—” you slurred through your words, weighed head lolling idly to every thrust of his fat cock.

“No one can get you dripping off their cock like this, huh?”

“Mmh—yes!” the space between your brows was crumpled into a tensed frown, your hips bouncing up and down his thick girth with his hands guiding your pace. “I love it! I love your cock!”

Toji let out a low groan when you cried, bucking himself deeper into your sloppy mess of a cunt and kissing the surface of your cervix. “Fuck—I love an honest girl.”

Your muscles nearly melted off of your bones as he continued to fucked himself deeper than you’ve ever felt, reaching the parts you didn’t know could be touched and your features dropped with his touches on your deep intimacy. A fierce sear of heat burned through your tingling womb, and it threatened to consume your body whole. “M’ cummin’! Toji—!”

“I know, I know, let it out f’me. Come on,” he grunted, keeping his grip firm on your arms as he fucked himself hard and deep into you. He could feel your squelching cunny clench, so tight as for the purpose of milking him on the spot. “Keep bouncin’ on my cock, yeah?”

“Nngh—No more!” you squealed. “N-No—” his thumb drew between your shaking thighs and greedily swiped over your blushing clit. Your fingernails sank into your palms as you gripped for dear sanity, his cock continuously violating your fluttering spots until they grew sore.

“I can make you feel better, princess,” he mumbled tinglingly against your neck, sinking his teeth down your flesh to hold back a shaky moan. His pleasure was inching to fly to release, and your tight clutch onto his shaft was nothing but a catalytic lure.

“S’ hurts—please!” your babbles were almost indecipherable as he rammed into your sore cunt, his fingers digging into your soft flesh holding onto you tenaciously; pushing you right to the edge of oblivion as he clung onto his nearing release.

“Cum f’me again, baby?”

“M’can’t! Still sensitive—!” you cried before another orgasm shot through your core. You felt as if you were sent up into the ether, stars teeming through your body as the waves of pleasure sent you on a vertigo ride. Your gasps dragged through your lips, your eyelids hung heavily over your bleary eyes, with tears slipping down your hot cheeks.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—M’close too, baby,” Toji swore through his bared teeth, his cock painfully twitching as thick semen surged through his tip—his hips rolled as your cunt squeezed his remaining sanity, popping them like fireworks before they burst into nothingness.

Your essence squirted out of your tensed cunny, shooting with his mixed cum that dripped down his belly. Your breaths shaky and hot with heightened senses, your sticky sex pulsing in overstimulation.

Exhausted, you fell prostrated on top of his hard muscle-built body, head undulating with the ups and downs of his heaving chest. And slowly, your cognisance drifted back into your mind, the aftermath of everything—the alcohol and the sex, pummelled into you like a heavy truck. Unforgivingly so.

“Toji…I really feel like pukin—”

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