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step-brother! choso who takes his thumb to circle your clit, forming a wet patch on your panties. he eventually gets fed up with the barrier and rips your panties apart.

step-brother! choso who inserts a finger into you using your slick, earning a moan that sounded euphoric to him.

step-brother! choso who inserts another finger, then another, muttering, “if your future boyfriend doesn’t prep you like i do, leave him.”

step-brother! choso who pistons his three fingers into your folds again and again until tears form, in which, he decides that you’re ready for his cock.

step-brother! choso who grabs a bottle of lube in his desk drawer, purposefully leaving the condoms to remain idle.

step-brother! choso who unzips his pants, revealing his huge cock that made you gulp. he positions you missionary-style, wanting to see your pretty face as he fucked you. he coats his cock in lube, teasing your clit by rubbing against it. you whine, “choso—ah! i’m not ready.”

step-brother! choso who swears he’s, “not gonna put it in,” but you feel the tip slowly pushing into your folds.

step-brother! choso who responds to your protests by saying, “just the tip, princess—fuckkkk- i swear—just the tip.”

step-brother! choso who sees that you’re beginning to relax, in which he begins to push the rest of his shaft into you.

step-brother! choso who nearly cums by how much your walls were clenching his cock. “c-choso, i think we should stop….” you pant out.

step-brother! choso who doesn’t want to scare you, but can barely restrain himself when he’s in your pretty pussy. he gives you a thrust, making you yelp. “sorry, princess, but you need to be softer,” he whispers as he covers your mouth. “we don’t want mom to hear, do you?”

step-brother! choso who starts to thrust faster and faster, struggling to keep himself quiet as he pounds you. “fuckfuckfuck, can’t believe i got to take your virginity, princess.”

step-brother! choso who rubs your clits as he fucked you, making you shudder. “mmngh—ah! t-too fast!” you moan.

step-brother! choso who doesn’t even hear you, his thrusts getting harder. “can’t believe i’m your first kiss—your first fuck,” he growled. “you’re a natural. maybe next time i’ll teach you how to give a blowjob.”

step-brother! choso who pins your arms back as he feels you reaching your climax, body shaking. he didn’t know that your pussy could get tighter. “you like that? yeah? you like getting fucked by your brother while mom’s in the other room?”

step-brother! choso who feels you orgasm, but doesn’t stop, your pussy clouding his mind. “i make you feel good, right? m-maybe you shouldn’t get a boyfriend—maybe i can be your boyfriend. no one else can make you feel like this. only me.”

step-brother! choso who continues to rail you until he dumps a huge load into you, hot spurts of white filling you as his cock throbs.

step-brother! choso who takes a step back as he watches his cum spilling out of you. he begins to regret taking advantage of you, but when he hears your sweet, sweet voice calling his name, he can’t help but bring himself to fuck his cum into you.

step-brother! choso who whispers, “fuck, i’m so sorry—i’m really sorry-“ as his cock is buried deep in you <3

sukuna blinked as you buried your face into his chest. “pleasee.” you dragged your words out.

now, how could he say no?

sukuna would never reject a pretty girl like you. and he had to admit, he noticed you during his classes. you were one of the smartest students he had, always at the front, and always answering questions.

who knew you were such a slut?

here you were, clinging onto your ‘boyfriend’ with your boobs pressing into him. the opportunity was too good to pass up.

so he took you to his car.

he was losing his mind as he drove to the dorms. i mean, who wouldn’t? you were palming him like there was no tomorrow! the tent in his pants was growing fast, and his cock ached. “i need you, yuji,” you babbled. if you kept this up, he might actually cum.

by the time you reached the carpark of your dorm building, sukuna was fed up. he grabbed the hand you were touching him with.

“oh yeah?” sukuna drawled. “you need me?”

“yes, yuji! i need you-“

that was all sukuna needed to hear.

his lips crashed into yours, hands grabbing your waist hard. you grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer. sukuna’s placed kissed along your jaw, then your neck, then your chest.

he freed your perky tits, flicking your nipple as his mouth returned to yours. your moans were like music to his ears. he needed more.

sukuna got out of the car. you whined at the lack of contact, but soon enough, sukuna opened the passenger door, undressing you. “no panties either?” he scoffed. “you’re begging to get fucked.”

before you knew it, your clothes were missing! half of your naked body was outside the car, your elbows supporting you on the passenger’s seat.

you heard ‘yuji’ unbuckling his belt, the belt soon clanging onto the ground. you looked up outside the window. was that… your dorm building?

“baby, why are we outside-?”

“quiet, slut. you don’t want anyone hearing you, right?” sukuna growled into your ear.

you shook your head weakly. after a moment, you felt his cock push between your folds. “yuji!” you moaned. you don’t remember him being this big! it felt like your pussy was going to break.

“don’t worry, i’ll make sure this pussy works for next time,” sukuna chuckled. crap, you said that out loud? “fuckk, you’re tight. yuji not fucking you good?”

“wha-?” he cut you off by thrusting, shaking the car.

with each thrust, your whines got louder. he wasn’t even fucking you anymore, he was railing you. and yes, there was a difference. sweet yuji never pounded you! he was always gentle with you. “yuji, slower-“

sukuna sped up. “shut up, slut.” he grabbed your neck from behind. and he took note of how your pussy clenched when he called you ‘slut’.

“yujiyujiyuji-“ you moaned.

you whirled your head back, tears in your eyes. you wanted to look at your boyfriend’s face but…. holy crap, why was your professor railing you from behind?!

“s-sukuna?!” you stuttered out, his cock pounding harder into you.

“you finally got my name right, slut.” sukuna smirked, taking in your shocked face.

“sukuna, why-?” your eyes rolled back, his cock hitting a sensitive spot. “sukuna! oh my- sukuna~”

he chuckled, grabbing your bare ass. “doesn’t this feel so much better when you’re moaning the right name?”

“i have a boyfriend-!”

sukuna didn’t respond. well, he did—by fucking you harder than before. he pulled himself closer to you, and you could hear his ragged breaths against your neck. he littered your neck with hickeys. you were in for a treat tomorrow.

“does your boyfriend fuck you like this?”

you mumbled out something incoherent, shaking your head. “that’s what i thought,” he teased.

he continued to rail you, your orgasm close. you swear you saw a few students pass by the car, quickly walking away in embarrassment.

“sukunasukunasukuna!” you moaned aloud, not caring if anyone heard you. his cock was too good, making your eyes roll back even further, and your tongue hang out like a dog.

your professor was really close too. with how hard you were clenching, sukuna wouldn’t be surprised if you broke his dick off.

after a few more thrusts, you reached your climax, your body shaking as juices flowed out of you like a fountain. your legs were weak, and you would’ve fallen if it weren’t for his hands on your hips.

you felt sukuna slowing down, and soon enough, you felt his release enter you, coating your walls. “fuckkkk-“ he pulled out, panting, but not before thrusting fully into you, wanting to keep his cum in you.

your eyes fluttered as you turned back to your professor. he was out of breath, and his face was full of relief. soon enough, you got sleepy, and the sex lulled you.

you felt someone putting your tight dress back on, and you were carried somewhere. you were fucked out, so your eyes were closed, but you were pretty sure you heard a conversation:

“professor?” yuji was taken aback. “what are… why is ‘____’ with you?”

“i saw her at the carpark, kept calling your name.”

“shit, i knew i should’ve looked for her at the club….”

“whatever,” sukuna sighed. “can i bring her in?”

“y-yeah she can stay in my dorm tonight…”

when you woke up the next morning, the memories of what happened the previous night embarrassed you. did you really fuck your professor?

you looked down, seeing yuji lie on the floor worh a pillow. you were in his bed, weren’t you? yeah… you didn’t have sex with sukuna, it was yuji. right…

you picked up your phone that was charging, only to see a post-it note on the back of it. your eyes widened as you read:

good luck for the exam, hope i didn’t dick you down too much - S.R.

well, crap.