Milk Straw

Doggy

Hakkai loves to hit it from behind. He loves to watch your cunt clench around his cock as his hips rock in and out. It drives him crazy. Of course he would fuck you in any and every position BUT he is so embarrassed. He doesn't want you to see the fucked out faces he makes. He pretends to be stoic and strong but when he's balls deep in your womb he looks like a needy baby.

Pehyan relishes in the sound of his balls slapping against your pussy. His thrusts are sporadic and rough. He likes to grab your arms behind your back and use them to pull you back onto his cock. His favorite part is the view. His cock making a mess of your cunt, but even more so, the sight of your cute little asshole just begging to be stuffed.

Cowgirl

Draken is so large. He loves that he can pull you onto him to straddle his hips. He thinks it's cute that you're trying your best to roll your hips and bounce on his cock. He loves the way you think you're in charge but we all know Draken favors this position because he's truly the one in charge. When you tire yourself out from squirming on his dick, his hands squeeze your hips and roll them himself. When he's close to the edge he holds you in place as he feverishly ruts up into you.

Pah Chin, I wouldn't call Pah Chin lazy but the man sure does love to sit back and enjoy the view of you using his cock as your personal dildo. The type of dude to lay flat on his back with his arms behind his head, totally chillin as you rock your hips in circular motions. When you flip around to reverse cowgirl, you can feel his cock twitch and hear his labored breathy moans. Congrats, you have successfully caught him off guard and he doesn't know what to do with himself except drool at how appetizing your backside looks. You've made him hungry and now he might actually have to put in some work.

Kazutora seems so inexperienced but he really just loves when you take control. He loves the way your hips grind on him. When he looks up at you, his eyes meet your face before trailing up and down your body. Watching you lift yourself up before sinking back down on his cock makes him squeeze his eyes shut, worried that if he catches another glimpse of your delicious body he's gonna bust.

Missionary

Mikey's expression is difficult to read. His face almost looks blank as he's railing you, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like to watch yours. The way your face looks so needy and embarrassed under his gaze drives him mad. He likes to watch your body move and your back arch with each thrust. He can tell you're close when you begin to squirm, encouraging him to quicken his pace. As he feels your cunt clench around his cock, he lowers his body on to yours, planting his arms firmly next to your head and fucks you hard into the mattress.

Chifuyu loves watching your flustered face contort as you take his cock. His hungry eyes feast on the sight of your naked body below him. The way your body reacts to his touch and how each thrust is met with a cute mewl off your lips strokes his ego. Making you feel good makes him feel good.

Sitting on their lap

Smiley is a sadistic fuck. He's not satisfied until you're a begging, needy mess. He'll be seated on the couch as he motions for you to come sit on his lap. With your back pressed against his chest his hands squeeze your hips as you grind them down on his erection. He stays seated with you in his lap while fucking you. As your hips pick up pace, he likes to tease you with his fingers, rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves. He won't let up until you're begging.

Mitsuya loves the slow intimate image of you sitting on his lap, chest to chest, throwing your head back in ecstasy as his tongue swirls around your neck and collarbone down to your sensitive nipples. His strong arms across your back holding you steady as you passionately grind your hips on his cock. His breath gives you goosebumps as he whispers sweet encouragements about how good your tight pussy makes him feel.

Laying down from behind (spooning)

Angry is such a cuddly boy. He loves wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in close. However, he can't contain himself when you rub your ass against his cock, teasing him as you spoon. His hands find their way under your shirt to knead the soft skin of your breasts as his erection grows. He loves this position because it feels intimate, going from cuddling to this. He loves the way you shift your position and slightly move your leg allowing him to bury his cock inside you.

Mating press

Baji is a fucking animal. He wants your legs behind your head as he's sinking his cock into you. The way he manhandles you and positions your body in the perfect angle for him to reach the deepest parts of your womb is thrilling. His messy hair sticks to a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The look in his eye has you at his mercy.

Pehyan is included in the mating press for my own selfish reason. I just want him to breed me so bad.

On your stomach

Takemichi is a horny horny dirty boy. He tries his best to quell his heat but when he sees you there laying on your shared bed, fresh out the shower, he loses his fucking mind. Your muffled moans as your face is pressed into the pillows makes his cock hard. He palms the supple flesh of your ass as his hips pound against it. The way your legs are close together makes your pussy squeeze him tighter. Watching as your pussy grips his cock as he slowly drags it out and shoves it back makes him lightheaded.

THE AMAZON

Kisaki has a dom façade but he can't get enough of the feeling of your cunt milking his twitching cock. Kisaki doesn't fuck you, you fuck him. Kisaki favors the amazon position for 2 reasons. 1. He adores spewing obscenities and degrading remarks at you all while you look down on him towering from above. 2. Although he's still buried in your cunt, you're the one in charge, rocking your hips and grinding down on him, using him as a tool for your pleasure.

LAP SITTING

Makoto sits criss cross apple sauce before dragging you into his lap, facing him. His hands grip your hips as you begin grinding on his lap. With your arms placed behind you for support, he loves to watch your head fall back in clouded pleasure, as his hands glide up your body to grope your breasts. The reason he prefers you in his lap, facing him, is because when he feels his cock starting to twitch in cunt, his strong hands take over and controls pace of your hips.

BENT OVER FROM BEHIND

Yamagishi wants to bend you over. Over the edge of the bed, the kitchen counter, a desk, he’ll have you face down anywhere. He wears a dazed expression as he looks down and drools at the sight of his cock retreating and slamming back into your wet cunt. The sound of his hips impacting your backside, his hands kneading your plump flesh of your ass, the way his arms stretch out across your back pushing you further into the surface. His hands grip your shoulders, hands snaked around your neck as he pulls your body back onto his cock before coating your walls with his cum.

TAKE HIM FOR A RIDE

Rummaging through your closet for something suitable for the night's festivities, you pull out a dress that hasn't seen the light of day since you were newlyweds. Everyone needs a little black dress. It's flattering on your shape. The plunging neckline littered with black feathers is elegant but with a pop of drama. It was short but not too revealing. This dress has seen many dates with Peh, and if you have any say in it, it'll see many more.

Hair? Curled. Lips? Plumped. Eyes? Lined. The startling sound of your phone ringing pulled your attention away from your reflection in the mirror.

"Hello…My Love. How much would you hate me if I said rain check for tonight? This new client is kinda in a rush to get the process going and there just aren't enough hours in the day." Your husband is on the other side of the phone, holding his breath waiting for your reaction.

"Ummmmmmmmmm, okay. Gotta do what ya gotta do, right? I think I'm gonna be fine." To be honest, you were kinda relieved. High end restaurants and hotels? Too much pressure. Of course you're not gonna tell him that though, you'll let him make it up to you later.

You didn't get all dolled up for nothing. You're not gonna let this outfit go to waste god damn it. You wrap yourself in an overcoat and head for the door. Walking through the town, you can only focus on the sound of your heels against the pavement instead of the heads turning as you walk by. A short while later, you have reached your destination.

"Mrs. Hayashi, good evening." The security guards on the lower level bow as they greet you at the door.

"Please, stop being so polite. You make me feel like a stuffy old lady." You laugh and reject their formalities.

Elevator music dances through your ears on your trip up to the 18th floor. The highest floor in the building. This floor has two offices and a full kitchen stocked with only cup ramen, coffee, and the random bottle of ketchup.

"Ah, look who decided to grace us with her presence." You turn around to meet a very tired Pah Chin, holding a cup of coffee on his way back to his office.

"Oh shut up!" You scoff with a smile on your face. "I brought something you might liiiike!" Pulling a neatly prepared bento from your bag you offer it to Pah Chin "You guys really need to eat something other than cup ramen and take out."

"FOR ME?? OH YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO, YOU'RE SO GOOD TO ME. HOW DID THAT DUMBASS LAND SUCH AN ANGEL!" He's nearly tearing up at this point. You stand on your toes to wrap your arms around Pah for a hug and kiss on the cheek. Pah Chin has been a loyal friend, even the best man at your wedding.

"What're you doin kissin my wife?" Pehyan's arms are crossed, leaning against the door frame of his own office.

My wife. You could hear him say that a million times and it would still make your heart race.

You speak as you make your way across the floor, "I came to make sure you guys are fed. Plus, I got all cute and shit for our date, I'm not gonna let it go to waste." You look up to meet his eyes. His smile is so soft as he leans down to press a gentle kiss on your forehead. "…. And, we need to talk.." His smile transformed into confusion as he recounts every action he has done recently that may have upset you.

On that note, Pah Chin, who is currently shoveling fried rice into his mouth, stops, turns around, walks into his office, closes the door and is minding his own business.

"Please, step into my office." He gestures through the doorway leading you in. "soo… what did I do this time?" inquiring about your last statement.

"Babe, please, you gotta stop threatening to fire the security guards if they don't address me as 'Mrs. Hayashi.'"

"Ahahaha, that's what you wanted to talk about? You are Mrs. Hayashi aren't you?" His voice converts to a deep whisper.

"Yeah… but…still! It's too formal." you contest.

"Hmm, maybe I'll think it over. But ya know, I can't think on an empty stomach." His index finger pressed to his lips as if he’s thinking.

Sorting through your bag, you remember the bento you made for him, "Oh yes! That's right. I bro-"

"I had something else in mind." He cuts you off.

Without skipping a beat, his hand grasps the back of your neck, fingers tangled in your hair and tilts your head upwards. He meets you halfway in a long awaited kiss. It was surprisingly sloppy. The way his tongue caressed your lips asking for entrance caught you off guard. He's been so caught up in work that seeing you done up in a sexy little dress, just for him, made him hungry. With your lips still locked, his arm wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to him. He guides you backwards until you feel his desk press against the small of your back. A little hop is all it takes until you're seated comfortably on the edge. He towers over you, leaning in more and more with each kiss until he has your back flat against the top of the desk. Situated between your legs, his chest presses against yours, face is buried in your hair at the crook of your neck.

He leaves a trail of wet kisses from your neck to your collarbone. The cold air mingling with the small plots of saliva left from his lips sends shivers down your spine. Not even your sensitive nipples are safe from the goosebumps he gives you. He notices the way you arch your back into his touch. He knows how your body reacts. Still adorning your body with love, the pad of his thumb swipes over your pert, clothed nipples. His teasing touch is still effective even over layers of clothing.

He leaves you feeling needy. Pulls away from your kiss and removes his hands from your chest.

"Peh, what's wr-"

"So about dinner, I was thinking...maybe tonight, I would….eat out?" He smirks at his own joke. His strong hands grip your knees as he spreads them apart. Talented fingers dip between your bodies. Without taking his eyes off you, his fingers trace circles around your lace panties. His head disappears between your legs, marking the supple flesh of your thighs with his gentle love bites. A sudden rush of embarrassment courses through your veins when you feel the warmth of his breath on your core. Your hips rise allowing him to discard the barrier of clothing.

"..fuuuck." was the only word his brain could mumble out as his eyes feast upon your pretty pink pussy. The sounds of his fingers deep in your wetness fills the air. One digit fully sheathed, teasing you. Your breath catches in your throat as his tongue swirls circles around your most intimate parts. Peh is a very generous lover. He's addicted to the way his name rolls off your lips when you're moaning from his touch. The pair of you have spent many late nights as he maps every inch of your body and marks the spots that bring you pleasure. His tongue is making a sloppy mess of your cunt. Your legs close around his head as you begin to squirm. His fingers leave you empty, using his hands to hold you still so as to not interrupt his meal. His lips close around your hooded bundle of nerves, making the heat in your stomach almost unbearable. You clench his hair in your hand, bracing for impact. Peh's tongue induces leg shaking pleasure that racks your entire body. Fingers still tangled in his sandy blonde locks as you enter the comedown from ecstasy.

"Thank you for bringing me a delicious meal as always, Mrs. Hayashi." Peh rises from the floor and adjusts his tie. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have-"

"oho, no no no, we are not done here."

Although your legs are still weak with pleasure, you rise to your feet. Wobbly knees move forward as you approach him. You can see his lips are wet from your slick, and his sultry eyes watching every move you make. It’s at moments like this where you can’t help yourself. You just have to have him. In one fell swoop your arm extends as you clutch his tacky tie. Like the center of gravity you draw him in close. Lips crashing like thunder, you can taste yourself on the tip of his tongue. The boner in Peh’s pants grows harder as the wet, sloppy kisses grow rougher. You can feel your pulse racing in your swollen lips. Peh’s head becomes clouded as you palm his erection through his pants, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

You kneel on a cushion from an office chair, getting comfortable on your knees. You peer up at Peh with sinful eyes, tongue visible, mouth agape, practically begging to be stuffed. His cock twitches at the sight, shoving his fingers in your mouth. The way your tongue glides across his digits causes him to shiver as he imagines how your tongue would feel on his cock.

“Hm, you’re being a needy girl aren’t you? Here baby, why don’t you taste daddy’s cock?” It never fails to shock you how his entire demeanor shifts when he has you on your knees. Releasing his throbbing cock from his pants, the tip of your finger strokes his swollen head. He’s leaking precum. Swiping your tongue across his slit before swallowing his cock all the way up to the base. You trace the vein on the underside of his cock until he starts to rock his hips. It begins as a gentle rolling of the hips, until the suction has his hips thrusting frantically, ramming his cock down your throat.

“Oh baby, don’t cry, daddy is gonna make you feel real good.” He notices the tears in your eyes and decides his baby has worked hard enough for a break.

Peh extends a hand to you and pulls you to your feet. Escorting you back to the edge of the desk.

“Turn around.” His voice stern. Being a good girl, you do as you're told. His boner is nudging your lower back. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up, exposing his forearms. Loosening the neck of his tie and pulling at it until it’s unfastened. Instead of discarding it on the floor with the majority of your clothing, he’s got something else in mind. He catches your hands and guides them behind your back, securing them in place with a tie. To ensure you’re being good and not wiggling around, he gives the tie and extra pull to make it nice and snug. Unable to resist, He bunches the skirt of your dress above your waist. A firm hand against your back lowers you down until you’re fully bent over Peh’s desk, with the man himself standing behind you. Going from a late night visit to your hubby’s office, to being bent over his desk, at his mercy. The thought of this very situation makes you squirm. The head of his cock teases your entrance as he coats it with your love juice. The way he stretches your walls feels painfully slow. The build up of him filling you up is agonizing. You fight the urge to back your hips up onto his cock. Once fully sheathed, his pace quickens. He pulls on your bound hands forcing your body to lift from the desk. A hand squeezes at your neck, giving you thrilling pleasure. His back arches as his thrusts penetrate the depths of your womb.

“Now baby, tell me again, who is Mrs. Hayashi?” Now really wasn’t the time for conversations Peh.

“Really, are we really gon- mmmff” your retort was silenced when his cock retreated all the way out just to slam it back in.

“Mm, good girls answer the question. Let me ask again, who is Mrs. Hayashi?”

“M-mme” resistance was futile.

“That’s a good girl. Every time you hear them call you “Mrs. Hayashi,” let it remind you that you belong to me. No more fussin over it.” Peh’s possessive side turns you on even more.

“Yes sir.” The sudden halt in his thrusts has you dazed and confused.

Your skin stings as your chest is pressed against the cold glass. What’s this? Your body is on full display against the window. It’s quite fortunate that his office building is located in a fairly quiet region, but it doesn’t exclude the possibility of an audience.He only freed you from your bindings so you could steady yourself against the glass. You belong to him and he’ll let it be known to anyone that crosses his path. The view over the shops and the fluorescent neon lights is beautiful, but your vision is blurred. The thought of Peh’s cock deep in your guts, in his office, pressed against the window makes your walls clench around him.

“Mm, does being on display excite you? I can feel your cute little cunt getting tighter.” His breath is labored but gentle. His fingertips encourage the euphoric feeling by teasing your swollen clit. The window fogs as the heat rises in your body. TCircular motions of his fingers synchronize with the thrusts of his hips. “Fuck, fuck, you’re so tight.” Peh’s member is about to erupt inside your womb.

“Stuff me with your cum daddy. I want to feel you cum inside me.” You weren’t lying. The way you beg for Peh to unload his seed in your wet cunt, and the way his fingers caused your walls to contract around his cock made it impossible to resist breeding your pretty pink pussy.

As he pulls out, the sticky white liquid drips down your leg. Peh wraps your overcoat around your shoulders as you get dressed. Collecting your remaining clothing items, you reach for your panties. Peh swats your hand away.

“I’m keeping these, …. And you...” He says as his fingers trail up your thigh, collecting his cum and shoving it back inside you “can keep that”

You almost forget to place his bento on his desk before bidding farewell.

“I shall see you at home my dear” you leave with a peck on the cheek and descend down the elevator.

“Have a good night, Mrs. Hayashi!” The security guards bow as you make your exit.

Mrs. Hayashi, that title alone makes you feel flustered as you recall the events that just occurred.

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