God Why Did I Want To Start Writing Again IM SO BAD
god why did i want to start writing again IM SO BAD
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warnings: somnophilia, dub con, non con? (you don’t know who’s actually between your thighs), nsfw🔞 (megumi is aged up to 19) this is a long one~
dating a man in his early fourties’ who has a nineteen year old son can be difficult, being that you’re in your early twenties and closer to megumi’s age than his dad. but when toji wakes you up with his head between your thighs, you think maybe it’s not so bad.
you can feel his shaky, deep, hot breath fan against your bare pussy, he likely yanked your panties to the side before you woke. but oddly, he’s not even touching you or licking at you. he’s simply lying between your legs with his two flat palms pressed softly into your inner thighs to keep them open, you blink your tired eyes open at the buldge of his head under the blanket with confusion.
“baby? what are you— ” you question tiredly, cutting yourself off with a soft gasp when you feel a single finger press against your nub. he doesn’t even swipe it or circle it, he just presses down on it like a button
your brows furrow a bit and you grip the blanket to see what he’s doing but before you can lift it, his finger starts to circle your clit agonizingly slow causing you to let go of the blanket and breathe deeply in soft pleasure, eyes closing and brows raising slowly
“mmm— so gentle” you coo at him with a slight teasing to your tone, grinding your hips into his finger which seems to motivate him to add another to swipe slowly against your throbbing nub. toji’s never so gentle, usually ravishing you with his tongue or slamming you against his fingers or cock. not to mention, he’s being so quiet, normally he’d be teasing you by now
“why are you being so quiet— f-fuck!” as if he’s intentionally cutting you off, he quickly presses his flat tongue over your clit in place of his fingers. but he doesn’t move it, he simply adds pressure. you feel so pent up, likely because he’s been toying with you long before you awoke, that the soft natural shake of his tongue is driving you crazy
“stop teasing me, toji,” you whine pathetically, still half asleep, attempting to grind your hips against his tongue. but you don’t get far because he wraps his arms around your thighs and holds you down with such strength that it hurts
you sit up with a hiss, leaning on your elbows and adjusting your hips as much as he allows, to get more comfortable
his unmoving tongue begins to make slow basic licks up against your clit, ignoring your attempt to adjust your position. it seems like he’s not using any technique, like he’s just gliding his tongue over the entirety of your clit instead of targeting the underside of it or the side. it works to stimulate every nerve within your little bundle softly, and gently.
“s-shit— that feels really good,” you coo between deep breaths, head tilting back and hands gripping the sheets. little moans start to escape your throat, your legs beginning to subtly shake in need. it’s like he’s teasing you intentionally, that or he doesn’t know what he’s doing. but forty-one year old toji is experienced to say the least so it can’t be the latter.
you whine after minutes of this taunting, wanting more. “toji, baby, this is sweet and all but i need more.”
and as if punishing you, he nips at your clit, causing you to jolt and squeak in surprise. it’s as if he’s silently saying, ‘you’ll take what i give you.’
you pout and whine dramatically in protest, but that quickly turns into a confused tilt to your head, eyes peeking open at the bulge of his head when he pulls his tongue away and uses one hand to spread your lips apart. you wait for some kind of touch, his tongue or his fingers but it doesn’t come. it’s as if he’s analyzing your pussy, he’s most definitely just looking at it because he’s not even stimulating you now.
you’ve only ever been insecure with toji when you first started getting intimate, but that quickly changed as toji praised your body relentlessly the entirety of your first time together. but now, heat arises on your cheeks as he just stares at your throbbing pussy. it definitely doesn’t help that you can’t even see his expression or know why he’s doing this
“what’s gotten into you, toji? quit it,” you whine, reaching to pull the blanket up once again but before you can, he harshly takes hold of your wrist with the hand connected to the arm wrapped around your thigh and holds it against your lower belly as to stop you from moving. it’s so dark that you can barely see his hand around your wrist
you tsk, pouty and irritated as he continues to stare. before you can say something else, he suddenly closes your pussy lips until they touch each other with the same fingers that were holding them apart. you gasp softly in surprise, only becoming more confused when he opens your lips again, it feels weirdly good and extremely teasing. he continues to slowly repeat the motion a few times over, and you can’t help but feel awkward and embarrassed as your squelching fills the room. it’s like he’s curious how pussy folds and lips work. you aren’t sure if this is due to his age, maybe something guys of his time used to do? but it confuses you
“toji, i swear to god,” you groan at him, impatiently. and it’s like he just doesn’t care because even though he stops opening and closing your pussy like an accordion, he starts to brush his fingers through your small patch of hair above your pussy instead. he does it like he’s brushing his fingers through the hair on your head. and it’s just too weird to feel pleasing. toji had told you he liked when you grew out a lil patch for him because when he sheathes his cock completely inside, your pubes combine and he thinks it’s romantic. you don’t question it, he’s an older man after all, there’s a lot of things he prefers that you don’t quite understand.
you pull against his grip on your wrist frustratedly and when he doesn’t relent, grip instead becoming harsher, you use your free hand to reach under the blanket in attempt to grip his hair and push his head down to -get to work, so to speak.
frankly, you’re exhausted, it’s gotta be something like one or two am and you had a long day yesterday. it seems like he just woke you up to toy with you and you genuinely have no idea how he has the energy to pull this shit when he’s been working his ass off at work recently. you guys hadn’t even had the chance to fuck the last few days.
just when your fingers feel the tips of his hair, his hand that was brushing through your pubes snaps up and brings it down to join your other hand in prison. it happens so fast that you feel like you have whiplash. he transfers both of your wrists to one hand, his one hand being large enough to encase both. he uses his now free hand to keep your thigh open for him.
“so mean,” you whine loudly, “you know i like to touch you.” you grumble, pulling sharply against his hand holding your wrists in resistance. it’s not unusual for toji to be controlling or demanding in a ‘mean’ way but he’s never kept you from touching him, especially when he’s between your thighs. and though your intention was to push his face into your folds, it’s not like you don’t wish to simply touch him too.
then, you feel a cool breeze of air blow against your wet folds, causing you to shiver and hiss in mild relief. your chasm clenches and your nub twitches from the stimulus and after a moment of seemingly watching your pussy react, he does it again.
now, you’ve never growled in your life and why would you? but you find your fed-up self growling in annoyance. your growling threat does make him move on, but not to what you need. you gasp as he uses two fingers to pull the hood of your clit back to expose your sensitive nub.
embarrassment is bursting at the seams but not as much as confusion is. and just when you’re about to say fuck this and utter your safe word so you can finally go to sleep, he lays his tongue against your exposed clit. it feels as though electricity shoots through your body. a shockingly loud whimper strangles out of your throat and your eyes clench shut when he starts to kitten lick it.
“w-what the fu- what are you doing- too much!” you shout at him, head tossing back and forth with eyes clenched shut as your toes curl. it hurts just as much as it feels euphoric, half of you wants him to stop and half hopes to god he doesn’t. your thighs close and open around his head sporadically in futile attempt to cope. if you weren’t in such a distraught state, maybe you’d have noticed how his hair feels a bit different on your thighs, shorter layers on the top that are sticking out in all different kinds of directions.
after he seems to have his fill of torturing you, he lets go of your hood and allows it to cover your exposed nerve again. you sigh deeply in relief, taking deep breaths and relax your clenching eyes into gently closed, relaxed ones. you throb painfully as arousal leaks from your hole, trials down your ass, and pools on the sheets— it’s as if your pussy is crying and if it could cry, it would be.
then, after just a breath of a break, you feel one of his fingers make contact with the lowest part of your pussy. your brows twitch in confusion as he attempts to push it inside, quickly realizing your chasm curves up a bit when his fingertip push against your bottom wall as your other walls cling to him
he twists that finger into you slowly and awkwardly, opening you up and working you open as the room fills with gasps and wet mushing sounds
but even though you’re moderately wet, it still stings when he tries to add another finger before even getting the first one in all the way. you hiss, hips attempting to jolt away from his insertion.
“ngh—hurts,” you whine, hinting to stimulate your clit while he fucks his fingers into you to ease you into the intrusion but instead, he freezes. a beat passes as you await his next move. but he doesn’t do anything.
it’s not the craziest idea that toji is just teasing you intentionally but something feels off. but you’re so tired and he’s been taunting you this entire time, so you help him.
“your tongue, wan’ your tongue,” you coo at him, impatiently. instantly, he takes your advice.
but you aren’t prepared for the speed he fucks his fingers into you when he finally starts sloppily making out with your clit. you practically scream at his force, back arching off of the bed, it’s not harder than he’s ever fingered you but its definitely faster. and it’s odd because the way he’s finger fucking you is so sloppy, no direction and no technique. it reminds you of your high school boyfriend when he finally got his fingers in you, toji can be so impatient sometimes. you assume he’s just fingering you to prep you for his cock and not for your pleasure.
so when one of his jabs push against your top wall where your sweet spot is, you moan loudly.
“there! right there! please!” you beg, whining and legs now shaking something violent.
you can’t help but babble ‘thank you’s’ over and over like a prayer when he listens, immediately focusing on your g-spot.
you get so loud that you start to bite harshly on your bottom lip in attempt to stay quiet.
“m-megumi! he’s sleeping, can’t stay quiet— s-slow down!” you slur out, eyes rolled back and thighs basically crushing his head with force. the morning breakfast with megumi after an intimate night with toji is always awkward to say the least. he’s kind enough to act as though he didn’t hear anything but you know he did
and for the first time all night, he moans against your pussy from your words. you can barely hear it over your desperate moans and squelching. the only reason you know he did is because the vibrations of it rip through you.
your high sneaks up on you so harshly and quickly that you feel as though you black out for more than a few moments as tears fall from your eyes.
“c-cumming!” is all you can grit out, and it’s not like you had to tell him that, he can feel your pussy tighten around his fingers like a vice. somehow you’re not so out of it as to not notice the stutter in his movements, the way the bed creaks where he lies on his stomach, and how he pathetically groans louder than ever. you’re not an idiot, he just came in his pants.
and maybe it’s the fact that he jizzed his pants from just eating you out, his sounds, the abuse of your g-spot, or the painfully annoying teasing he conflicted on you leading to this but you cum harder than you have in weeks. your orgasm lasts minutes and you see fucking white.
as you come down, you whimper as you grind your hips against his face. he catches onto what you’re doing and sticks his tongue out eagerly, slipping his fingers from your sticky, slippery hole to allow you to focus on his tongue.
“oh baby, you’ve gotta start teasing me more often. that was— fucking amazing,” you praise, catching your breath and slowing your grinding. even though it was a little too slow sometimes, it was nice to feel toji being so gentle and taking his time with you for once.
he again, stays quiet to your dismay but he collects the cum escaping your chasm with his eager tongue, making you whimper in overstimulation.
“jesus. you really missed me, huh?” you breathe out deeply in relief and he pecks your clit one last time in affection, as if silently saying ‘your welcome,’ before letting go of your bruised wrists and readjusting your panties to cover you again.
and though it’s a bit odd that he’s been so silent tonight, when his silhouette crawls out of under the blanket and slips out of the dark room, you think nothing of it. toji’s always getting up to get water or a snack after you fuck. “hurry up— wan’ cuddle” you slur out, groggily as your heavy eyes fall closed
you’re so tired from the day before that you allow yourself to close your eyes and drift to sleep, the post orgasm relaxation taking over. toji will wake you up if he wants to fuck or cuddle when he comes back, you assume he will so it’s no big deal
waking up the next morning, you turn on your side and cuddle into toji’s bulky body lying beside you, nuzzling your head into his chest before opening your eyes to look up at him.
“wow~ goodmorning, little one. what did i do to earn such a cute greeting this morning?” toji’s deep voice inquires as he wraps an arm around you and squeezes the fat of your ass, he’s likely been awake for a few minutes before you.
“can’t a girl just be happy to wake up next to her sexy boyfriend for no reason?” you tease with a playful smile, big doe eyes gazing up at him, subtly grinding your panty-clad pussy into his thigh. the gusset of your panties are still a bit damp from having not changed out of them last night
he smirks down at you and lays a long kiss onto your lips, humming into you before parting and peppering your neck with kisses that make you giggle as he holds you deep into himself.
“how lucky am i? you still find this old man attractive, sweetheart?” he mumbles into your neck and you giggle.
“i don’t know.. you’re getting a bit slow these days, old man.” you tease, biting your lip as you smile up at him playfully.
you squeak when he flips you over and pins you down by your wrists. he leans into your ear and nibbles on it. “careful, this old man is getting real close to fucking that attitude right out of you, girl.”
you nudge the side of your head against his affectionately and hum, seductively. “oh yeah? you all talk or are you actually gonna do it?” you wrap your legs around his hips and lift yours to grind against his hardening cock through his sweatpants.
he chuckles and pulls away from your ear to look you in the eye, gaze flickering down at your unrelenting hips with a clench to his jaw. “fuckk, i wish i could baby.”
and immediately you whine, a pout forming on your lips. “noo, again? you’re really gonna go to work now?”
you love being toji’s little housewife but he’s been so busy lately. the only company you have is megumi and his friends while he’s away and it gets so awkward since you’re all around the same age
he gives you one last peck to your lips and you chase his lips as he parts from you. he sits at the edge of the bed before stretching and grunting, loudly.
“sorry, sweet girl. wish i could say i’d be back later but ‘fraid it’d gonna be a long one. i’ll be back in a few days.” he sighs as he stands and enters the master bathroom to brush his teeth
you groan to yourself dramatically, pouting as you lay back with your eyes closed. “shiu might as well be your girlfriend at this point.”
“i’ll make it up to you when i get back, baby.” toji shouts to you as the faucet turns on. you know he hates leaving you like this too but someone’s gotta pay the bills, he’s got you and a kid to support after all
you sigh, there’s no use in making him feel worse than he already does so you put on a playful smile and press your thighs together.
“oh really? i’m still sad you didn’t wake me up to fuck last night after you ate me out like that.” you sing at him, seductively causing him to chuckle deeply.
“last night? you want this old man so bad that you’re dreaming about my tongue now? i was at work last night sweetheart, didn’t get back till late.” he shouts back at you, you can tell he’s speaking with his toothbrush in his mouth.
you immediately shoot upright with blinking eyes, suddenly wide awake. you chuckle, nervously as your face drains of blood. there’s just no way that was a dream, it was so vivid. you quickly check your wrists and sure enough, you have slight bruises forming on them of finger prints— but they’re not prominent enough to be sure.
“a-are you sure? it felt so real,” you gulp, almost speaking more to yourself than him.
“very sure. got here like three hours ago, was wondering why your panties were so wet. naughty, naughty girl.” he teases you, thinking nothing of your dream
you look down at your panties and your brows twitch in confusion. your pussy feels all kinds of sensitive, like it always is the morning after getting sexy with toji. can wet dreams get that vivid to where you can feel the after effects of it?
you shake your head and stand up before changing your panties and slipping on some sweatpants. there’s no use in dwelling on it, it’s not like someone broke in last night to eat you out and then left, right?
“pancakes this morning?” you inquire as you open the bedroom door.
“eh—too sweet, toast? kind of in a hurry,” toji calls back as the shower turns on.
“okay, baby.” you call back before leaving your bedroom and entering the kitchen.
as you put on the coffee pot for toji, you hear megumi walk in with a yawn behind you before he takes a seat at the kitchen table. you clench your eyes shut briefly in embarrassment. you aren’t sure if he heard you having a wet dream last night or if you even made any noise at all
“good morning, megumi.” you greet him, kindly as you lean your back against the counter to face him.
he hums groggily and offers a small smile. you exhale in relief, usually megumi won’t make eye contact after a night of hearing you and toji fuck so you figure you’re in the clear.
“i’m making toast for your dad but i’m down to make whatever if you’re craving something specific.” you cheerfully offer as you throw some bread in the toaster.
“uh- no it’s okay. i’ll make my own.” he voices as he turns on his phone to scroll on it. megumi’s always rejecting your offers to make him food, do his dishes, or his laundry. you can tell he thinks it’s weird that you’re only a year older than him and acting like his mom while fucking his dad. but still, megumi is hard to read, he’s even more bitch-faced than his father is.
you sigh and put on a small smile. “okay, let me know if you change your mind.”
and then it’s pretty silent until toji comes in, showered and holding his work bag.
toji downs the coffee you offer him quickly and shoves a piece of toast in his mouth before he pulls you in and slaps your ass then grips it, making you squeak and blush with megumi just feet away on his phone.
“t-toji!” you gasp at him, futilely pushing his chest away as he chuckles and finally lets go of your ass but he still holds you close.
“oh hush. he doesn’t care, do ya, kid?” toji nonchalantly asks megumi as he takes a long wiff of your neck.
megumi simply sighs, clearly annoyed with his father like usual.
ignorant toji kisses you deeply before reluctantly letting you go and snatching the other piece of toast you made him.
“be back soon,” you pout lovingly, following him to the front door before he opens it and turns to you.
“i’ll miss you too, sweet girl. i’ll call you.” he looks down at you with affection and sighs as he finally exits with a wave.
you watch him pull out of the driveway and leave as you chew on the inside of your cheek.
you fiddle with the lock on the front door and it seems to be working fine.
once you’re back in the kitchen, you sit at the kitchen island and lean your chin onto your palm as you watch megumi cook for himself, back facing you by the stove. you just can’t drop the idea that your ‘dream’ wasn’t just a dream. the way toji poked and prodded at you like a teenage virgin was so odd— not to mention how he didn’t speak or let you touch him.
“how’d you sleep?” you inquire and megumi stops moving the spatula around in the pan when you speak briefly before clearing his throat and then continuing.
“good. why?”
“just wondering, do you know for sure if i locked the door last night before we went to sleep?” you ask, obviously not wanting to scare him into thinking someone broke in— but at this point it’s a possibility.
“uh- i think you did, what happened?” megumi inquires, not even turning to face you as he stirs his eggs
you sigh and blink down at the counter top, “nothing, nothing.”
now, he turns to you with his natural lidded eyes and indifferent face but he seems more observant of you right now.
“you think someone broke in or something?” he huffs out of his nose but he doesn’t even smile, as if he’s more focused on how you react.
you gulp. “i- probably not. i’m being ridiculous.” you wave him off.
and he simply hums before turning back to his eggs.“something happen?” he asks after a few moments of thinking to himself.
it’s not like you can just flat out tell your boyfriend’s son you think someone broke in to eat you out and left.
“just didn’t know when toji came in last night.” you utter, as if that’s a plausible explanation for thinking someone broke in.
“think it was four.” megumi hums, turning back to face you once again with his natural, bored gaze.
you blink at the counter and then up at him with a confused twitch to your brows. “you.. you were up last night?”
and you gulp as you gaze at his hair that sticks out from all directions, unlike his father.
he hums in confirmation, the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips as his gaze flicks down to your bruised wrists, his smile so faint that you’d believe it wasn’t actually there. lips that make you think about if you ever felt toji’s scar on your pussy last night.
your breathing begins to quicken but you’re deep in denial, your mind protecting you by forcing yourself to deny the idea that megumi could have been the man between your thighs last night.
“o-oh, couldn’t sleep?” you inquire, attempting to steady your voice and hold a normal looking smile. honestly you couldn’t care less that he couldn’t sleep, but at this point, you’re trying to continue the conversation like normal so he doesn’t suspect that you know anything.
“yeah, i had a sweet tooth.”
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lowkey already have pt 2 planned out🙂↕️
+ MESSY THREESOMES + GOJO x READER x TOJI + double penetration (m + v) + blowjob, + facial + doggy style + cum-eating + spit + gagging + mouth fingering !!!! + slapping / impact play (very light) + based on this nonnie’s ask ♥︎ 18+ ONLY ♥︎ MDNI ♥︎
The minute Satoru feels himself nearing his climax, he pulls his cock out of your mouth before bucking his hips into his fist, heavy cock in hand spilling out so much cum with every pump he’s almost milking himself dry.
"God, you're so pretty." He bites onto his lower lip, shit eating grin revealing his pearly whites as he watches his cum explode on your face and open mouth, all while Toji pounds into your pussy from the back.
Toji wraps a loose hand around your neck, soothing your throat, urging you to swallow Satoru's load. You flash Satoru a sweet smile, singing a little hum to your boys after you gulp, giggling at the taste of the lewd substance that went down your throat.
Satoru swears his heart melts at the sight of you looking so pliant, so obedient he just can't help but give you a little kiss, tasting remnants of his own seed in your mouth.
"My turn." Toji strokes your back and you take that as your cue to make the switch, your boys taking turns on your two holes- Toji now with your mouth and Satoru with your pussy.
Cock still hard, Satoru kneels behind you as he slides into your pussy, warmed and stretched out by Toji's cock. "Mmff," you purr, gripping onto the sheets after being stuffed full by two cocks in a row. Your face almost plants to the bed when Satoru begins to move, head of his cock hitting you deep, but Toji tilts your chin up with his finger before tracing your cheeks with his own cock, leaking tip leaving a shiny film where it trails.
"Open wide."
With your tongue out, you fully expect him to shove your mouth with his cock only for him to lean in closer, spitting in your mouth just before two fingers push your tongue back in. And you suck on them, lips popping sloppy sounds when his fingers exit and reenter your mouth, your puppy dog eyes looking up at Toji hissing through his teeth with a carnal grin on his face. He cups your jaw with his free hand, thumb wiping off the drool dripping to the side of your face.
Your pussy clenches around Satoru's cock in sync with you sucking on Toji's fingers. "Fuck!" Satoru growls, fingers digging into the fat of your ass.
"Fucking love that look on you," Toji hisses, fingers coated with your own saliva smearing slick across your cheek before landing a light blow, impact spreading your saliva all over your face. "Oh!" you cry out at the most welcome surprise, making Satoru groan and chuckle at the tight coil of your insides. "Easy there."
Your mouth instinctively opens and Toji's fingers are back to pumping your mouth, curling and pressing against your tongue, free fist stroking his hard and throbbing cock as he slides his digits in and out of your mouth.
quick sketch
includes: f! reader, aged up! boys, double pen, 3sum, ooc 100%
yuuta & toge using you ( ๑॔˃̶◡ ˂̶๑॓)
toge rutting into you with all his energy while your back is against yuuta’s chest, your asshole cockwarmimg him.
toge is an absolute feind, slamming into your cunnie like if he slows down you’ll disappear. yuuta, on the other hand, isn't even moving. his arms are wrapped around you, one hand tracing over the appearing and disappearing bulge of toge’s cock inside your tummy while the other is cupping your boobs.
your whole body is shaking and writhing, legs turned to complete jello. it's too much, far too much.
“so good,” yuuta whispers against your cheek, pressing a kiss on the flushed flesh. toge nods in agreement; if he could talk he’d be far too pussydrunk to.
yuuta can feel you clench around him with each slam of toge’s hips. he can feel the shorter boy’s cock against his. you feel so full, too full, like you might die.
yuuta trails his hand down from your tits to play with your swollen clit. your moans grow louder, the sensation of yuuta’s big hands rubbing circles on your clitty while inumaki bruises ur poor cervix is just too much (⋟﹏⋞)
yuuta can't help it anymore. he knows you're struggling, but he needs you. he rolls his hips up into your ass, ripping a moan from your pretty lips.
“taking us so well, so so well,” he coos.
family man (choso x reader 18+)
summary: choso needing to stuff you full of his cum <3
warnings: afab!reader, gender neutral terms, degradation, creampies, breeding, cunnalingus
w/c: 540
a/n: I DONT REMEMBER WRITING THIS BUT I FOUND IT IN MY NOTES TODAY APPARENTLY I WROTE THIS IN AUGUST 2024 AT 6 AM ENJOY THIS RAUNCHY SHIT
family man choso who has nothing else in his mind other than to stuff your cunt full of his seed.
he thinks it constantly, when you’re cooking dinner, folding the laundry, scrolling on your phone, etc. literally any time you’re in his vision he thinks of his cum dripping from your hole as you’re recovering from his relentless load after load.
just like today when he came home from his brother’s school after training yuuji. you were in the kitchen finishing up the dishes in your lounge wear. which usually consists of one of choso’s t-shirts and a pair of undies but that was more than enough to get him worked up and thinking about your blissed out expression when he first pushes his cock past your tight entrance.
which explains how you got to this point:
“one more load baby please,” choso grunts under his voice into your ear.
his hands grip your thighs tightly while pushing them further and further into yourself as he fucks his cum back into your cunt.
the mess of two loads already pumped in your willing pussy with the mixture of your own releases now making a mess on the kitchen counter below you.
“pussy so wet for me, made to take my cum — fuuh-ck!”
he reaches between you two to rub at your clit again, wanting to feel you clench and spasm all over him. choso loves when you cum around his cock, the way you squeeze him like you depend on it.
“cho, it’s— ah mm— it’s too much,” you gasp over your words at the intense overstimulation.
“hmm, i don’t think so,” he thrusts into you hard, making sure you can feel the tip of his dick pressing against your sweet spot, “you can still talk so my job isn’t done yet.”
“nng, c—cho!” you tell out, not sure when your orgasms start or end at this point but all you can feel is the overwhelming pleasure the half curse is giving you.
you wonder if his insistent need to stuff you so full of his cum has something to do with him being a death painting but you couldn’t care less. this man knows what he’s doing either way so it doesn’t matter. he has your feet on top of his shoulders now and his free hand now around your throat.
“t—take it, i know you can. take it for me, slut,” he groans out in between pants of him catching his breath, “f—fuuuuck need you to cum around me again! feels so gooood.”
his hand speeds up against your clit in just the right way for the otherworldly almost stinging pleasure to rush from the tips of your fingers to the bottom of your toes. your eyes roll so far back that you lose your vision, clenching around him while he fucks his seed back into you.
your pure unadulterated indulgence was cut short when choso pulls out of you suddenly. before you could even finish letting out a whine you couldn’t even control, his tongue was cleaning the immense amount of cum he unleashed in your cunt.
“gotta clean up my mess to fill you more,” he mumbles in between licks, “need to make sure it takes.”
Merry Christmas
FORGIVE ME FATHER!
⌗synopsis ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚 ── father suguru is always here to help, especially when a sweet little congregant says she has something to confess.
⌗cw ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚 ── TABOO CONTENT AHEAD. sacrilege , older priest!suguru , oral sex (m receiving) , dirty talk , daddy kink , religious talk , praise , creampie , spanking and dumbification.
─── ⋆⋅ 𝜗𝜚 "FATHER can i talk to you please..?” your brows were furrowed, plump lips forming a pout as you looked up at your priest, standing by the door of his office.
“of course.”
suguru gave you a soft smile, moving from behind his desk, ushering you into his office, closing the door behind you.
“what can i assist you with?”
you nibbled on your glossy bottom lip, hands fiddling with the skirt of your dress. the dress you wore just for him. you could feel his eyes boring into you, waiting for you to say what was clearly bothering you.
“i wanted to..confess”
you whispered, eyes meeting his, staring at him, getting lost in his gaze. the older man nodded, smiling at you as he held his hands together, his rosary squished between his calloused grip.
“of course my dear.”
his smile was warm, staring at you curiously as your body sank to the floor, sitting on your knees in front of him, your eyes dragging up his body, finally landing on his face, suddenly feeling hot. you clasped your hands together, closing your eyes, brows still furrowed.
“f-forgive me father for i have sinned..it’s been a week since my last confession..”
suguru peered down at you, specifically at your lips as you spoke. he noticed your demeanour, wondering what you would say next. your senses were being overwhelmed with the scent of his cologne, your mind feeling foggy.
“i have been struggling with..obscene thoughts, they continue to play on my mind, i fear that i won’t be able to control these desires any longer..”
your eyes were still tightly shut, your thighs squeezing together as those same thought continued to plague your mind. sinful images of father suguru bending you over, taking you from behind, or with him between your legs, lapping at your pussy. you kept your eyes closed, your body reacting to the wild scenes playing in your mind.
“p-please…please help me father suguru..”
suguru’s hand softly caressed your face, pushing your head forward before you were bet with something hard pressing against your cheek.
“of course my dear.”
he cooed, your eyes fluttering open, met with he sinful sight of your priest. his bulge was evident, poking though his robes, tempting you further. he was still smiling down at you, patting your head gently while pushing your head through the slit in his robe, your head pressing against his bare cock, pre-cum oozing out from his fat tip.
“your penance my dear.”
he groaned as your tongue dragged along the underside of his cock, your clit throbbing as you slobbered over his girth, pressing kisses along it while your tongue coated the length in your spit. your lips wrapped around his tip, his hand on the back of your head slowly pushing you down, helping you take more of his cock even though he was already touching the back of your throat.
groans slipped from suguru’s lips, his hands gripping your hair slightly as he started to thrust into the warm cavern which was your mouth, the cold metal of his rosary pressing against your wet cheeks as he kept your head still. he cursed under his breath, brows furrowing as he looked down at you; tears welling in your eyes, grazing your cheeks as the fell, saliva dripping from the sides of your mouth to coat his cock, plump lips wrapped around his girth like a perfect doll.
“God’s perfect creation.”
he grunted out, cock hitting the back of your throat, bruising the soft flesh as you gagged and choked, eliciting moans from the man above. he yanked your head back, breathing hard as his cock leaked with pre-cum and saliva, his eyes dark, filled with a carnal need and desire. suguru pulled you up gently before finally getting a taste of you, his lips moving against yours, tasting himself on your sweet tongue. his hands busied themselves with sneaking up your dress, roughly ripping your panties off, his fingers desperately getting a feel of your dripping cunt.
“so wet for me my angel”
he mumbled, sucking on your bottom lip as he pushed you back into his desk, turning you around and bending your over, lifting your ass up as he bunches the your dress up to your waist, finally getting to see your glistening pussy. he groaned lowly at the sight, his thumb pressing against your clit, rubbing quickly while his other hand slipped two fingers in, pumping them in time with his thumb, his fingers making a scissoring motion to stretch you out while also hitting your g-spot, needy moans and whimpers erupting from your mouth.
“d-daddy- i”
suguru’s ministrations sped up, his cock twitching at your words.
“what is it my angel? i’ll make you feel better soon, all your sins shall be forgiven in no time.”
he pulled his fingers out, his sticky hand grabbing your face from behind, lining his cock to your drooling cunt, his tip prodding as your hole while he kissed your cheek, smiling down at you as you both maintained eye contact. suguru revelled in the power he had over you, his cock slowly slipping in, stretching you out further, making you take every thick inch.
“hngh..oh god..”
you whimpered out, your eyes threatening to close but he made you look at him, a shit eating grin etched onto his lips as he looked at your blissful expression, pleasure and lust swirling in the brights of your eyes.
“don’t take the lord’s name in vain angel.”
he reprimanded, hand coming down to land a harsh spank to your ass before slamming the rest of his length in you, the painful stretch causing a cry to leave your lips, soon followed by the pleasure of being so full. suguru didn’t wait much longer after that, his thrusts turning quick and fast, his tip abusing your g-spot while his girth continued to stretch your slopping hole out beautifully.
the sounds of your moans and his groans mixing together to create a sinful symphony was more than you could bear, your mind already starting to feel empty, struggling to speak as incoherent blabber left your mouth.
“‘s soo good daddy..!”
“yeah? daddy’s cock making you feel good angel? keep going with your penance..”
he whispered in your ear, biting the shell of it as he felt your gummy walls tremble around his cock, sucking him in deeper, your eyes tearing up as you panted and gasped.
“‘m gonna cum daddy-! hngh!”
“that’s it, let me make you feel good. only i can get you like this…the power of the lord..”
tears rolled down your cheeks, drooling as you took suguru’s cock like a champ, panting as you came all over him, juices squirting against his robes and dick, the action bringing the older man even closer to his impending orgasm, eyes rolling back as he fucked you through your orgasm, your mind going blank, the only thing on your mind being the white hot pleasure he gave you, stars filling your vision as he got deeper, thrusts getting harder and more erratic, clearly close to cumming.
“that’s it angel, you’re gonna make daddy cum so hard.”
he bit your shoulder, moaning as he spilt his cum into your quivering pussy, painting your slippery walls white, making sure to give you every spurt of his cum as he let you go, your body weak against his wooden desk. he slowly pulled out of you, groaning as he watched his cum slip from your pussy in chunky globs. he took his thumb, gathering some of his cum on it, drawing a cross on your forehead before kissing your cheek.
“you have been absolved of your sins my dear.”
