Riding Takuma In The Backseat Of The Car

dryhumping with takuma, i need it my wife

i need it please im begging you

"babe, i can't ruin these pants i just washed them."

takuma keeps whining as if he isn't the one on top of you, rutting against you fully clothed. he's peppering kisses all over your face, moaning against your ear, just to complain some more.

"i have nothing else to change into, can't—god—can't cum like this."

you can feel the hard ridge of his cock pulsing against your heat even through both of your clothes. he's biting down on his lip in this awkward desperation that makes you only want to buck your hips up against his even more than you already are.

"then take them off and fuck me, takuma," you try, but he's shaking his head like he's already weighed the pros and cons of doing so.

"can't stop," he sounds like he's tearing up. "feels too good, can't stop to undress, baby, need you now."

fingers dig into your hips as he pulls you up to press even harder against his constrained cock. he's rutting against you like he's in heat, rolling his hips and hissing our harsh noises of pleasure with each and every single movement.

it's not like you can blame him—you'd probably cry if he stopped now to undress the both of you, even if him finally sinking into you would feel like heaven. the pressure against your clit is ungodly, just a little longer and—

"fuuuck, holy fuck, nevermind im cumming," takuma is screwing his eyes shut and stalling his own mind by pressing his lips to yours in a messy kiss that send you over the edge as well. you can feel him tense, his dick throbbing against your clothed core as he spills into his pants in concert with your own orgasm.

"worth it."

“i am going to fuck you!”

“i am going to fuck you!”

that particular clip from lucifer’s fight with the first ever man to walk the planet—adam—had been playing for what seemed like ages now. it’s become background noise at this point, drowned out by the sinful whimpers of the king himself alongside the occasional creaking of the mattress.

“you were supposed to say— ‘fuck you up,’ my king,” you murmur close to his ear, peppering kisses down to his neck. lucifer was writhing beneath you, his knuckle almost turning white from how hard he’s holding onto your hand.

the intimacy during this heated session almost made him want to cry, if he wasn’t already getting ahead of himself.

“because the latter means something different, yes?”

lucifer nods to your question, struggling to meet your gaze. “y—yes— fuck—sorry, ‘m sorry—“ he doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for; maybe he knows that he made the mistake in the delivery of his message adam, which lead to you getting slightly jealous.

barely.

“don’t apologize,” you hush his apologies by picking up your pace a bit, eliciting a reaction so erotic that you might mistake lucifer for a pornstar. his back arched, drool pooling on the corner of his lips—too cockdrunk to even care how he looked in front of you.

“just enjoy yourself, yeah? you deserve it after the show you put on, my king.”

“uh huh. yes, aha—..! yn, i’m gonna—“

instead of lucifer doing the fucking, he’d prefer to be on the receiving end, not that anyone who heard him on the battlefield during the early extermination would ever know.

imagine husband!nanami who can’t say no to you when you say “please?” with the most heart melting, unfathomably precious, pleading look ever.

“only because i love you so much.” he sighed. because he only loved you.

his hand patted the back of your thigh, before gently kneading the skin as you stood between his legs applying the pink clay mask to his face. “you almost done?” he asked, his gaze following your eyes deeply. if you hadn’t known any better, you’d think he was trying to fluster you on purpose. but really, he just adored you so much. how pretty he thought you were, and all his.

nanami truly thought you were the perfect one for him. not once had he ever thought he could meet someone as lovely as you. yet here you are, filling the hole he once had in his heart. you never needed to beg him for anything, he was always the one who begged you to let him take care of you.

“almost done, ken.” you murmured, your tongue subconsciously poking past your lips in concentration. a low chuckle rumbled from his chest, his hands moving to hold the plush of your hips. “i love you, sweetheart.”

oh. . . how much he loved the pink tint that grew on your cheeks when the words lovingly roll off his tongue, oozing out like warm honey.

you averted your gaze shyly, a habit nanami both adored and disfavored, until his thumb ran across your bottom lip to coax you into looking at him again. “i love you.” nanami repeated, a faint smile adorning his tired features. you could never get enough of him. just like how he couldn’t get enough of you.

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strained

Choso 💭 *matchy-matchy = fated brothers*

credits to the original artist @yakult9_chim on X & ig

WOOF OH MY GOD

I hope I don't bother you, and yes, it's 4:45. I have work in the morning but ..

You said sum about Ellie, yk she's hot, don't get me wrong but Abby is just my type. But Ellie?

Id have her wrapped around my finger. Have her on her knees asking and pleading for me to let her suck my cock, her to feel good.

Have her back arched, ass in the air, face buried in the pillow as I'm fuckin her, those beautiful eyes rolling back to the point I have to pull out and tell her, " Cmon girl.. open those eyes for me." Before I continue fuckin her, making her look back at me and keep eye contact.

' Please - Please Dev.. I-Please I'm so close. '

" Oh cmon.. can't handle it anymore? "

' N-No please.. I'll be g-fuck.. I'll be good! I promise, please.. '

" Yea, cum for me you nasty little slut. "

Having her body spasming, slowing the thrusts before continuing without giving her a break, making tears start flowing out of her eyes.

((ok I'm going to bed 😴))

I love how everyone here can agree that Ellie's a damn bottom 😂

For me, it's imagining her squirming and whining while in her computer chair, on call with her friends on the other end of her mic and you're currently on your knees in front of her, eating her out and she's trying her best to hold it together.

She's got one of her feet up against the desk to keep her legs apart, her fingers rapidly moving over her controller as she bites her lip hard enough to draw blood. Your tongue is perfect on her cunt, and it teases at her clit, making her thighs tremble against your face.

Dina and Jesse are on the call and they're asking if she's okay because of her pathetic noises.

"N-no, no I'm okay. M'fine, just kinda t-tired, fucking hell..."

she looks down at you and the smirk hidden in your eyes is obvious. She mutes herself for the smallest second.

"Y-you are f...fucking infuriating, you k-know tha-- hooooly fuck..."

You speed up, lapping at her pussy with vigor and reach up to unmute her mic, paying attention to her clit and watching as she gasps and whimpers against her headset, trying so hard to keep her sounds contained but the more you suck on her clit, the harder it gets.

"Fuck, yes... l-like that baby, oh God, m'so close, don't stop!"

She's crying, and genuinely forgets that her mic is still on. Dina and Jesse don't say anything, not until she's cumming and groaning into her gaming chair, nearly yanking out your hair.

She's gone when you slip your fingers inside of her and she drops her controller on her desk, grabbing your head and grinding into your face. She dies in game, but she doesn't give a single fuck because it feels too good.

Ellie feels like dying when Dina snaps her out of her trance by saying "say hi to your girl for me."

She's so subby that it's precious. No apologies, bother me at all hours of the day! I love it!

ᯓ★ JJK MEN PORN LINKS^᪲᪲᪲

this is pt.2, pt.1

Toji, Kento, Satoru, Geto

TOJI

good fuckin slut

sweet little honey on the road

“Daddy will be home soon, baby...”

virgin killer

KENTO

all yours

bounce on your husband's cock, baby

making you feel good

after a long day

SATORU

the strongest bouncing you on his strongest

distracted in the kitchen

gift after a mission

take it then

GETO

you're so perfect...

my perfect fucktoy.

fucking the teacher for a better grade

turning you into his little cockcrazy monkey

sub!vi who can’t look at you when you eat her out, cus the sight of your tongue teasing her clit while your half-lidded eyes burn into hers will make her cum embarrassingly fast… muscular arm strewn over her eyes as she pants hoarsely and lets out these pathetic, staccato whines, hips as restless as her squirming thighs, trembling like a trap about to spring.

“look at me, baby,” you croon against her cunt between licks, fingers delving through her slick, pink happy trail.

“can’t. i’ll cum- fuckkk,” groans, powder-blue eyes tipping skyward beneath her forearm as your lips close around her clit, warming it in your wicked mouth.

Yeah I’ll drink to that