you were just trying to make sure everything was okay, you swear! but checking bsfwb!toji's phone doesn't go quite the way you planned...
bsfwb!toji 💚 f. reader 🩵 ft. sukuna, geto, and gojo friend group 💚 p in v 🩵 pet names (princess, baby, sweet cheeks, daddy) 💚 light degradation 🩵 no use of y/n 💚 squirting 🩵 consensual recording 💚 only h0rny thoughts live here 🩵 honestly this is just all yummy filth 💚 late bday gift for @blkkizzat
in your defense, this wasn’t your fault. bsfwb!toji’s phone kept buzzing when he went to the bathroom and you thought there was an emergency or something, so really you were just trying to do your friend a favor and make sure nothing was wrong.
well…it was an emergency alright. except not exactly the kind you’d had in mind. toji’s gc with his friends — bros sometimes before hoes — were blowing up his phone after toji sent a pic of your barely covered ass from just moments ago when you’d bent over the arm of the couch to grab the remote that you’d knocked over.
you hadn’t even realized toji had taken a pic let alone sent it to his stupid gc.
you nearly jumped out of your skin at toji’s question. for someone so damn big he’s light and quiet on his feet so you hadn’t heard him come back in the living room and you certainly hadn’t realized he was looking over your shoulder watching you read through the gc. as it was you’d dropped his phone on the couch like it was suddenly on fire, a startled squeak escaping your lips at being caught red handed.
“n-nothing,” you managed to say as you struggled to not look like a deer caught in the headlights.
your back is still facing toji, but you can just hear the smirk in his voice.
“sure doesn’t look like nothing. looks to me like you’re snooping around.”
you open and close your mouth a few times like a fish out of water before you manage to regain your composure and turn to face him, chest burning with the fire of indignation.
“you’ve got a lot of nerve, toji fushiguro! how dare you take a pic of my ass and send it to your freaky ass friends?!”
completely remorseless, toji had the audacity to just smirk — the scar on his lip pulling in a way that was distracting you from your anger.
“can ya blame me, sweet cheeks? sukuna’s right. you do have prime ass and pussy. is it so wrong that i wanted to show my friends how fuckable you look?”
the absolute nerve of this man. sometimes you question why you’re friends with him.
“and i didn’t lie. you do squirt like a geyser.”
you tried to ignore the aching throb his words sent through your pussy.
the incessant buzzing of toji’s phone against the cushion interrupted you. moving from where he stood to sit next to you on the couch, he reached for his phone with one hand, the other wrapping around your waist to lift you and sit you on his lap.
the effortless strength was hotter than it had any right to be.
“hmph…looks like the guys are threatening to make me buy drinks the next time we go out if i don’t deliver that proof.”
“would serve you right. asshole.”
“ah c’mon, doll, don’t be like that.” leaning in, toji presses a kiss to your neck — right against that spot that he knows makes you weak — dragging his lips along your sensitive skin before speaking right against your ear.
“help me show them how good my best girl is, yeah?”
toji’s phone was propped up on the coffee table, the front facing camera showing a clear view of you — naked, face down ass up, the phone’s mic picking up the clear sound of moans pouring nonstop from your sweet parted lips as toji fucks into you at a brutal pace.
“what’s that, baby? you wanna show the guys how wet this slutty pussy is?”
toji breathes out a laugh, but you can barely hear it over the sound of skin slapping against wet skin, the loud squelching of your dripping cunt nasty and obscene.
“t-toji—fuckfuckfuck too much…’s too much…’m too full.”
your whining did nothing but make toji’s thick cock twitch inside your throbbing pussy so hard you actually felt it against your pulsing walls.
“aw don’t get all shy just because the camera’s rolling. we both know you can take this and more.”
you hated that he was right and you hated even more that just the thought had you tightening around toji’s cock on the next thrust.
“ooooh fuck do that again, baby. love it when you squeeze me like you can’t get enough.”
over and over toji rammed into your aching pussy, his long thick cock stretching you out and kissing your cervix on nearly every stroke. you know you should probably feel embarrassed that his friends are gonna see you all fucked out like this — lashes fluttering as your eyes roll to the back of your head, drool dripping down your chin from parted lips that plead for more more please ‘ji more, skin slick with the sweat of the relentless pounding toji is giving you — but you just can’t find it in yourself to care. not when toji is fucking you this good, like he has something to prove.
“alright princess,” toji says as he manhandles your boneless body into a new position. “i think it’s time to put on a little show for the guys.”
toji easily maneuvers you both so that he’s sitting on the couch with you in his lap once again. except this time, your back pressed against his damp chest, your legs resting over his spread thighs so that the camera has a clear, centered view, of your swollen thoroughly fucked pussy. toji scoots forward to the edge of the couch so that the only thing in frame are your lower bodies, your wet stuffed pussy the main focus.
“perfect,” toji says as he leans in to give a quick nip at your neck. “now be a good girl for me and show the guys just how much wetter this needy cunt can get.”
you thought toji’s thrusts were brutal before, but they were nothing compared to the ones you were taking now. it was like he was on a mission to carve out a space for his dick in your womb. the living room was filled with a filthy symphony of toji’s grunts, your whiny pleas and moans, toji’s heavy balls slapping against your clit on each upstroke, and of course the deliciously lewd wet squelching of toji’s cock fucking your desperate dripping cunt.
“look at how wet you are, baby. i just know the guys are gonna be begging for a taste of this juicy cunt when they see this.”
somehow you manage to peel your eyes open enough to look at the camera.
the sight alone has another wave of heat burning low in your stomach.
toji wasn’t exaggerating about how wet you were. you were leaking so much you could actually see in the camera the way toji’s cock glistened like a fucking glazed donut with your juices. and it just…wouldn’t stop. your eyes followed one particular wet trail as it blazed a path down toji’s balls all the way down to the couch where it joined the puddle underneath you guys — the dark spot on the cushion evidence of just how wet and needy your pussy was.
“c’mon baby—fuck you feel so good— time for the main event.”
before you could even think to respond, toji picked up the pace — something you didn’t even think was possible. his strokes were positively vicious, each one churning your insides into wet molten heat.
“give it to me, princess. give daddy what he wants. show them what this filthy pussy can do.”
you’d felt that heavy pressure building and building the more toji fucked you. it had taken all you had not to just cum earlier, holding out so that you could be a good girl for toji. but now? now that feeling of fullness was too much to hold back.
“show them,” toji growled, one hand moving to wrap around your throat. his firm swift slap to your wet clit with his other hand was the final straw.
“FUCKFUCKI’MGONNACUM I’M GONNA CU-”
your scream was cut off as the intensity of your orgasm robbed you of your voice. black spots in your vision, white noise filling your ears — you weren’t aware of much as the tension in your stomach finally snapped. the only thing you did know was that you were gushing hard. so much so that the sound of you squirting broke through your senses, the torrent of fluid splashing — on the couch, the floor, the glass coffee table, and even toji’s phone — seemed to echo like thunder in the space of the living room.
“oh fuck you nasty little slut.”
the harsh words were uttered with awe. this was the hardest and most you’d ever squirted for toji.
“fuck princess you were so good for daddy. gonna fill you up…make a real mess of you.”
you couldn’t even respond, too blissed out to form a coherent thought. you just went limp against toji’s chest and enjoyed the way his thrusts turned erratic, his hips losing rhythm as he neared his own end.
“gonna fill you up so good, baby,” toji promised, that hand still sitting heavy around your neck. “whaddya say?”
“t-thank you daddy.” the words were hardly more than a moaned whisper, nearly drowned out by the almost feral groan that vibrates through toji’s chest as he finally cums, painting your swollen walls with rope after rope of thick white cum.
you don’t have the energy to chastise toji when he finally moves to pick his phone up off the table and bring it closer to zoom in on your drenched cunt, your slick mixing with his cum that’s leaking out around his cock.
rivulets of your pussy juice running down the screen make the shot somewhat blurry.
toji, asshole that he is, gives your pussy a couple of wet slaps before he ends the video.
later, once toji has the living room back to being presentable, he gets you both cleaned up and in bed. you’re out like a light not even five minutes after he pulled the covers over you so you don’t see him do a quick, rough edit of the video before sending it to the gc.
its my breedable week and i'm making it everyone else's problem. happy belated bday kali! hope you enjoyed your man being a nasty filthy freak!!! 😚🫶🏾 (the way i have two more parts for this floating around in my head...lmk if yall want more of these freaks 🤪)
hey so don't steal, plagiarize, or translate my work and def don't feed it through any AI! 'kay thaaaaanks!!! also...reblogs, comments, and asks are much appreciated!
