#sucker4vy's kinktober 2024

[sucker4vy]

EVERY NIGHT. . .

SYNOPSIS: For some strange reason, Choso can’t stop dreaming about you. Sometimes it’s innocent, other times it’s not, and most of the time it’s the latter. Tonight is not any different.

CONTENTS: perv!Choso, fem!Reader, nsfw, smut, p in v, riding, cowgirl, groping, spanking, praise, wet dreams

NOTES: Kinktober 24’ Masterlist

You ride Choso like you were fucking born for it. Like you were born just for the purpose of bouncing prettily up and down his veiny cock.

It stretches you out perfectly as you move up and down his shaft. The feeling has you moaning and gripping at the sheets behind you.

His mushroom tip prods as your womb every single time. It rubs your against your insides so good you believe that you were made for it. You believe you were made for Choso.

A harsh slap is delivered to your ass. It has you rolling your eyes back into your head screaming his name, your tongue lolling out as well.

“Fuck! Choso, Choso, Choso,” you chant his name. Your voice becomes quiet as you do so, savoring his name on your tongue.

“Ride my cock, baby, just like that.” His hand meets your ass once more, gripping onto his to force you down his cock.

You were starting to slip out so Choso took things into his own hands. He slams you down on his cock, guiding your hips with his smooth touch.

You begin to whine and Choso encourages you by saying, “You can take it, I know you can.” His words have you creaming on his dick for the fourth time by now.

Choso takes him time to savor the moment, the feeling of your pussy. It’s all just too much as Choso doesn't think he’s going to come anytime soon.

*BEEP*

*BEEP*

*BEEP*

Huh?

Oh. It was just a dream.

Choso’s eyes flutter open, feeling a little uncomfortable. He looks down at his pants to realize he came. In his sleep.

Great.

[sucker4vy]

Fight or Sex Flight

SYNOPSIS: Your ex has come to your home multiple times in the middle of the night just to beg you to give him a second chance. You are so fed up with him disturbing your peace! So, when he shows up at your doorstep again you snap.

CONTENTS: ex boyfriend!Choso, fem!reader, smut, p in v, sexual tension, foreplay, a little fingering, praising, hate sex, unprotected sex, creampie, toxic relationship, mentions of cheating

NOTES: Kinktober 24’ Masterlist

“Choso,” you laugh dryly, “Can’t you just fuck off?”

“But, baby, I came all this way,” Choso smirks at you and your face can't help but wrinkle in disgust.

It was too late for this. You were already falling asleep and dressed in your pajamas, your lacy short-shorts pajamas that you picked out at the mall the last time you went (Choso is totally digging it by the way).

He’s just standing on your front porch like some idiot in love because he is, in fact, an idiot in love. He can’t help but just listen to you yell at him in your sexy little pajama set.

Choso has never seen you wear something like this before, all pretty and sexy. He doesn’t even think you wore this type of stuff around him when you guys were together. He can’t help but overthink it.

Were you perhaps dating someone else already? Is that why you’re dressing like this? Because he’s better than Choso?

Nah, you’d never see someone else knowing Choso would show up at random times during the night. That’d be embarrassing and your boyfriend would get the wrong idea.

Choso would probably scare your boyfriend off either way because you're his. And even if your boyfriend didn't back off at first, Choso would still try and try. You two are meant to be together and Choso wouldn't let anyone else get in the way.

The fact you still open your front door, probably knowing damn well who it is proves that you’re his. He loves the way you never slam the door in his face even though you’re clearly upset and getting the urge to.

He loves your attention, even while you guys were dating he’d want all of it. If it wasn't on him he’d get angry and you guys would get into a big fight.

He was obsessive, very much so, but you kind of like him that way. It was toxic and it was part of the reason you guys broke up but you kind of liked how he liked you so much.

Even when you listened to your friends when they told you to just ghost him, he showed up at your doorstep like a little puppy, begging for you to talk to him again.

But then it just got very toxic when you gave him a second chance and he got possessive instead of obsessive.

You called him insecure for always thinking you were into other guys when you barely glanced at them. Claiming, “You like them, huh?” He’d yell at you in public and you’d get into big fights afterward.

It felt like you didn't know him at all when that would happen. Even now when he’s showing up at your doorstep just to beg you to get back together with him he’s still thinking you’re into someone else, like you’re still his.

You are, in his head.

—

You’re already on your back, Choso’s fingering you so good. He knew how fast or slow you wanted him to go, he’s set the right place.

His finger dip in and out of your cunt, getting all of you’re good spots that makes sense you moan aloud, you’re both pretty sure that you’re waking up your neighbors.

He doesn't stop though, he loves hearing you moan. Loves your little mewls, squelch, loves the way you scream every time you cum, squelch, and he especially loves your broken moans.

“I fucking hate you,” you say, a moan following.

“Yeah? You do?” A smirk filled with evil intent (in your eyes) on his face. “That’s why you’re beneath me right now, right?”

You do your best to shake your head no but the pleasure is too much and you can feel your back arching off the couch. “Shut up,” you mumble.

Choso curls his fingers in your cunt, moving upwards. "You still mad at me baby?" He asks.

"You fucked her—" You're cut off by your own moan. Your insides tighten, practically sucking Chosos's fingers in. It's almost like your sweet, pretty cunt doesn't want Choso to stop.

Your cunt searches for Choso's fingers when they slip out a little because you won't stop squirming around. The intrusion and the fact that you haven't played with yourself in a while surprised you.

His fingers fucking you just right as he watches you so intently. Your reactions and the sexy expressions you make turn him on so much. It's hard not to just ram his dick in and out of you, feeling your warmth and your velvety walls.

He needs you. He needs you right now.

Choso doesn't even let you cum before he just completely bottoms out, hitting your womb. He knows you so well, he hits all the right spots and has you screaming his name.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whines. "I missed you so much, baby. Missed this pussy too."

You can only moan in response and he just chuckles. You're so cute.

He really has you now as he fucks you like he's never fucked you before. Thrusting, hitting your womb each time, you screaming as he does so.

You may hate him but he doesn't hate you, even if he fucks you like he does. He's so rough with you and you hate to admit it but you love it. He fucks you like he hates you but you know that's far from the truth.

"Still hate me?" You nod with no hesitation, mewling. "Yeah? Well then why are you letting me fuck you?"

Choso leans down to kiss you passionately, a kiss filled with nothing but love. "Would it help if I said sorry?" He says in between small pecks.

"No." His thrusts slow down for a split second before he shoves his cock into your hole. The nastiest sounds make its way to your ears as you clench up.

"Now, baby? Will you forgive me?" If his plan was to just fuck it out then it wasn't going to work is what you thought, but it was working a little too well.

He's chanting the word sorry into your ear as he hovers above you. He looks down at you like he's still in love with you and you can't help but swoon a little.

You cum when he looks down at where you pussy and his cock meet, watching the way your puffy cunt is taking him in so well. The juices form a ring around the base of his cock.

He's almost there, he feels. "Gonna cum," he mumbles, panting. "You gonna take it, baby? Take it. Take all of what I give you."

"Mhm," is all you respond with. You're too fucked out to say or do anything. it feels like you're blacking out with all the pleasure he's giving you.

“Shit,” he says almost breathlessly. He’s panting, ramming into your cunt a few last times as he comes down from his high.

You’re left breathing heavily, a little tense. This motherfucker came inside.

The come Choso has poured into you, seeps out of your hole. He watches it ooze out like a pervert, smirking and proud of himself.

“So, does this mean you’ll get back together with me?”

[sucker4vy]

“CAN WE SKIP DINNER, TONIGHT?”

SYPNOSIS: Nanami is always getting home late from work. You both haven't had any time for date night! He was supposed to take you out to dinner tonight actually, but you in that tight dress has him wanting some dessert first.

CONTENTS: Husband!Nanami, Fem!Reader, date night (gone wrong?), praise, dry humping, cum in pants, groping, manhandling

NOTES: Kinktober 24' Masterlist

You pat down your dress while looking at yourself in the mirror.

You wanted to make sure it fit perfectly. You didn't have time to try it on at the mall since you were in such a rush this morning. You still had to do your makeup, your hair, and a bunch of other stuff.

“Everything needs to be perfect,” is what you tell yourself every five seconds because it did, in fact, have to be perfect. Nothing could go wrong.

It's been so long since your last date with Nanami. You both just haven't had the time.

He’s always working and by the time he gets home you’re already asleep or you’re tired and getting ready for bed.

But today, Nanami told you he would be getting off work early today. “I’ll be home by six,” you recall him saying.

At first, you were thinking of lying in bed until it was time for you to get ready but the longer you laid down, the more impatient you grew. You felt antsy, beginning to do random chores around the house.

You did the laundry, you washed the dishes from last night’s dinner, afterwards you cleaned the rest of the kitchen, leaving everything spotless.

Even then you felt impatient. So you just finished cleaning up one last thing in the kitchen and you somehow ended up at the mall.

You bought your dress and a couple of other things you’ll probably use later in the week. It was a refreshing trip, to say the least.

—

You're almost done getting ready by the time Nanami arrives home. He walks upstairs to your shared bedroom and knocks on the door but you shout, "Five more minutes, Kento!"

He scoffs and shakes his head. Figures. You always take a long time to get ready, it's no surprise what you tell him.

Usually, he'll wait for you downstairs on occasion like this one, but he, for some reason, gets the urge to open the door instead.

He hesitates when his hand reaches for the doorknob, hesitating for a second, then proceeds to turn it. Behind the door lies you who's sitting so perfectly, a heavenly glow surrounding you at your vanity.

You look so pretty, so good, so pure it makes him want to ruin that a little. All of a sudden, his pants feel tight around his crotch.

You glare at him complaining, "I said five more minutes." Your bottom lip pushed forward in a pout.

Nanami pays no attention to your words and simply smiles at you, a strange yet familiar look in his eyes. He walks forward, hand placed on your shoulder.

There's a lovely smile on your face instead of a pout now. You could never stay mad at this man for long.

His hand slides down your shoulder, down your torso, stopping at your waist, and then his other hand mimics that same action.

A soft gasp can be heard from you when he picks you up, and a brush you are holding falls out of your hand. *Thud*

You're gently placed on the bed. Nanami stares down at you for a moment before joining you, his head meeting your chest.

“You look too good in that dress, darling,” he says.

His hands slide up your waist, back down, and back up again. He repeats that same motion a few times before he just stops completely, staring down at you with such hunger in his eyes.

He could devour you, right here, right now, but he takes his time with you instead. He’s so gentle with you that the look in his eyes doesn't match his actions.

“Can we skip dinner tonight?” He moves one of his hands to your stomach, patting and rubbing.

He doesn't notice but he’s pressing his bulge into your thigh, and when he shifts around you can feel it growing. Although, you can tell he’s not just getting “comfortable” but also trying to relieve himself.

He’s moving his hips, almost unnoticeable but you still catch it. It's completely out of character—everything he’s been doing today has been completely out of character for him.

“Sure.” You smile.

You are slightly disappointed because you spent so long getting ready to go out, but you do feel a little exhausted.

Nanami smiles but it quickly falters, closing his eyes and sighing. His head is resting against your chest, innocently, like he isn't rubbing his cock up and down your thigh.

“N-Nanami,” you stutter. He hums against your chest, the sound vibrating.

You feel a little embarrassed about what you want to say, it’s difficult to explain but it's not at the same time. It’s blunt, to say the least.

“Yes?” You begin again then stop, it has Nanami tilting his head upwards at you. The way you hesitate to speak has him intrigued.

He drags his bulge up your thigh, your eyes fluttering shut. He watches you open your mouth again, “That—”

He moves around so that his clothed bulge is pressing against your pussy, wet and soaking with your arousal. Funny how he hasn’t even done anything and you’re soaking.

“That,” you finally say.

He tilts his head back down, more down than it was before to take a look at his cock. It’s so hard that it’s painful for him to even be humping your thigh like this, like an animal in heat.

"Fuck, I can't take it anymore, Darling," he mumbles.

He repositions himself, now steadying himself with his arms, looking directly down at you. And instead of your thigh, he's dry-humping your pantie-clad pussy.

You find your soaking pussy clenching around nothing, nothing at all. Little moans escape from the back of your throat as your fingers make their way to your pussy, but they don't.

Nanami quickly grabs your wrist, bringing it up to his face to suck at your fingers. His eyes are low and filled with lust as he does so. The action is so simple yet you find it to be so hot, especially with the way he holds eye contact with you while he lightly bites your fingers.

He lets your wrist go, letting it flop down to your side. The same hand he was holding your wrist with now creeping up your torso, finding one of your plush tits. He fondles your boob, squishing and massaging it.

Your moans grow even louder with that. Your hand wrapping around his other one, staring so seductively up at him.

He starts humping you faster, listening to your soft, sweet moans. He could listen to those little sounds forever.

His breathing becomes fast, with short inhales. He knows he’s close, but he tries to hold it in. He doesn't want to cum when he hasn't even done anything to you yet. What kind of man would he be then?

You know he’s about to come. You encourage it by saying, “C’mon, Kento, come for me.” His hips move faster at your words and his eyes shut in ecstasy.

A loud groan echoes throughout the room when he cums. A damp spot forms in his pants, it's small at first but then progressively grows bigger as the moisture spreads.

His pants feel uncomfortable after what he just released into them. Wet, soggy, you name it. He just wants to pull them off already.

His hand quickly works at his belt but you stop him by grabbing his wrist like he did to you earlier, moving around to where you’re on your knees like Nanami currently is. You move your head down, keeping eye contact with him as you do so, licking at the damp spot on his pants.

“We’re not done yet,” you mumble. You move your hands to his waist, slowly sliding down his pants.

He just watches you, looking right down into your eyes. “Okay,” is all he says, watching as you begin to pull down his boxers as well.

“Guess, I’ll just have to get comfortable.”

[sucker4vy]

HIS PRETTY LITTLE CAM STAR

SYNOPSIS: Higuruma has just gotten off of work and lucky him, you’re online and streaming.

CONTENTS: perv!Hiromi, fem!reader, nsfw, fingering, cum, voyeurism, mutal masturbation, cam star, sex toys

NOTES: Kinktober 24’ Masterlist

The squelching sound that echoed around the room was nasty. The way your fingers abused your puffy clit was downright sinful, but it felt so good.

The moans that came from your throat were so sweet. They were the most pleasant sounds to ever bless Higuruma’s ears.

Oh, God. How he wishes he was in the room with you right now. How he wishes he could touch you himself, his fingers would feel so good on your dewy clit.

His fingers would be covered in your juices as he pleasured you. Oh how he would lick your juices clean off your fingers. He would moan at the sweetness of your pussy coating his tongue.

If only he were there with you. The things he would do with you.

He would put you in so many positions and fuck you like there was no tomorrow. Maybe he’d even come up with a few new ones while he’s at you.

Higuruma would pleasure you with way more than just his dick and fingers as well. He would use his tongue, licking up every single drop. He’d eat out out for hours if he could.

He’s almost there when he sees you moving around to grab your vibrator out of one of the drawers of your nightstand.

The little buzzing from the vibrator can be heard from through the screen. Your lips form a pout as you moan even louder now that you’re using your toy.

He cums. He doesn’t think he’s ever came this much before today. The white streaks on his stomach and globs of his cum on his hand.

He breathes heavily, shutting his computer off.

*Clack*

[sucker4vy]

KINKTOBER

┆◛° Open // Close ?

OPEN — Welcome to Kinktober 24'! Go door to door to get a special treat!

HOUSE 01 — Satoru Gojo

┆Fuck Me, Fuck You: Yandere!Gojo x NerdFem!Reader — Yandere

╰—➤ You're his one and only. ONE and ONLY. You may not know it, but he's obsessed. He may hate to admit it but he is. So, what happens when you end up catching Geto's attention?

House 02 — Kento Nanami & Toji Fushiguro

┆“Can We Skip Dinner Tonight?” : Husband!Nanami x Fem!Reader — Dry humping

╰—➤ Nanami is always getting home late from work. You both haven't had any time for date night! He was supposed to take you out to dinner tonight actually, but you in that tight dress has him wanting some dessert first.

“I’ll Be Good, Just For You”

Toji Fushiguro — Edging

He won’t let you cum

HOUSE 03 — Multi

(Hiromi, Shiu, Ino)

┆His Pretty Little Cam Star : Perv!Higuruma x Fem!Reader — Voyeurism + Mutual Masturbation

╰—➤ Higuruma has just gotten off of work and lucky him, you’re online and streaming.

My Bride To-be

Shiu Kong — Exhibitionism + Public Sex

He can’t resist you in your little shorts

Yeah, Right, In Your Dreams!

Hiromi, Shiu, Ino — Somnophilia

He knows you’re sleep but he can’t help himself

HOUSE 04 — Choso Kamo

┆Fight or Sex Flight : Ex-boyfriend!Choso x Fem!Reader — Hate Sex

╰—➤ Your ex has come to your home multiple times in the middle of the night just to beg you to give him a second chance. You are so fed up with him disturbing your peace! So, when he shows up at your doorstep again you snap.

┆Every Night… : Neighbor!Choso x Fem!Reader — Wet Dreams

╰—➤ For some strange reason, Choso can’t stop dreaming about you. Sometimes it’s innocent, other times it’s not, and most of the time it’s the latter. Tonight is not any different.

HOUSE 05— Ryomen Sukuna & Suguru Geto

Work in progress...

A/N: This masterlist is still incomplete but I assure you it'll be finished up soon! Thank you for your support !