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I fucking LOVE when men get turned on from random things. I was bending over to make the bed today and next thing I know, my bf is grinding his cock against my ass. I just love when he sees me and NEEDS to put a load in me <3
going to sleep ungroped my waist ungrabbed and my pussy unrubbed through my panties what a sick and twisted world we live in what is society planning to do about this
Your best friend Choso accidentally sends you an nsfw video pt. 2 | Choso x fem reader, part 1 here!!!
.ŕłŕż*:シ
When you woke up today, everything was off.
For starters, morning had passed you by entirely; you'd been sprawled out across your bed in deep REM sleep until a quarter after one, waking abruptly with sleep in your eyes and a knot in your stomach.
Only when the initial morning afternoon haze faded did you remember the events from the previous night, a night spent more on tossing and turning than rest, all thanks to a 60-second video.
Choso's video. His pierced tongue lolling as drool spilled onto his veiny cock, the way he said your name with his hand desperately stroking his lengthâmemories that corrupted your dreams still occupied your waking thoughts, reigniting the feeling in your core that felt so wrong but so inexplicably right.
It was almost an hour before you so much as touched your phone, the screen lighting up to reveal an onslaught of messages and missed calls from "Cho đđž."
From what you deduced after stringing together your best friend's frantic texts, Choso was drunk and that video was never supposed to make it out of his camera roll, least of all into your inbox. But that didn't answer the myriad of questions still swirling around in your head. So you poured your mind into a text before deleting it all and settling for "come over" instead.
And he did just thatâshowing up 10 minutes later despite living 15 minutes away on a good day, tired brown eyes wide as he regarded you like some kind of wild animal, clearly unsure of what to expect and afraid to get too close.
Seeing him standing before you felt disorienting. The distance felt small no matter how far you stood, his voice sounded differentâheavier now that you'd heard him say your name so intimately, his gaze more intense and his lips magnetizing in a way you never even considered before. You wanted him.
He entered without asking, because that's what you do when you've known someone for years and they're your best friend in the world, before immediately launching into a frenzied explanation for his drunken mistake.
But you couldn't focus on his words, only his lips. You traitorous eyes zeroed in on the glimpse of his silver piercing each time he spoke, and you shivered, a reaction to the mere thought of how the cool metal would feel against your sensitive clâ
It was your name, spoken with palpable concern, that snapped you out of the momentary trance; only it sounded different than it ever had before on his tongue and sent a wave of complicated arousal coursing through you.
"I didn't mean to send it to you." He whispered, avoiding looking into your eyes like it might very well kill him.
"But you meant to take it. Do you always record?"
"Y-yeah," he confessed, like it cost him something to admit. "I guess I have a collection."
The idea of a library of videos like the one that made it to your messages planted a lewd idea in your head, one you decided to follow through with before you could talk yourself out of it.
"Hm." You hummed thoughtfully, relishing the way Choso swallowed nervously the longer your thoughtful silence stretched. "Okay, get your phone out."
He obeyed without question, nervous hands fumbling his phone before extending it towards you without a hint of hesitation. You took the device gingerly from his hand, using his passcodeâyour birthday, of courseâto unlock it and open up the camera. After pressing record you handed it back to him, angling it down before sinking onto your knees in front of him. "Hold it like this."
"W-what are youâ"
"Making a video," you answered steadily, as though freeing your best friend's hard length from his pants on camera was an everyday occurrence. "For your collection."
His cock rested heavy in your hands, so much prettier in person that you couldn't help but lick your lips, and the sight alone made him twitch. Without breaking eye contact your tongue swiped a wet stripe over his tip, a teasingly fleeting touch, and your thighs clenched at the sound he made in response.
"Fuck," he whined, phone visibly shaking in his trembling hands. "P-please."
You blinked up at him, tugging your tank top down just enough so that the top of your tits spilled out, painting him an irresistible picture. "Please what, Cho?" You purred.
"Please," he pleaded, any shame he might've felt for begging his pretty best friend long gone as he gazed down at you through lidded eyes. "Do that again plâ"
His words warped into moans as your mouth worked up and down his shaft, drool slipping down to the base as you traced each thrumming vein with your tongue.
It wasn't long before you hollowed out your cheeks and sealed your spit-slick lips around him, bobbing your head up and down while your gaze flicked between him and the camera he struggled to hold onto.
You pulled away from him with a pop! and his eyes fixated on the trail of saliva that covered the distance between your tongue and his tip before your head bobbed back down, taking him to the base until his tip reached the back of your throat.
"Oh my god," he groaned, brown hair messy as he leaned forward to get a better view, phone and any hopes of recording long forgotten.
You were a gagging, drooling mess before you pulled away to look up at your best friend with doe-like innocence despite the vulgar display you put on for him moments prior.
"Tell me where you wanna cum, Cho."
His eyes were dark with lust, his cock leaking as he answered, his response catching you off guard in the best way. "Inside of you."
It wasn't long before you were in your bed, climbing on top of Choso to straddle him as he sat with his head against your headboard. Large hands eagerly made their way under your shirt, groping and grabbing at your tits, teasing your sensitive nipples and tracing up and down your waist before his lips captured yours.
You leaned into the kiss, grinding slowly against his painfully hard cock and whimpering at the feeling of the thin lace of your underwear dragging against your clit while his tip prodded at your entrance.
"I need to be inside of you," he breathed, forehead resting against yours. "You have no idea."
Only you did have an idea, because as he lifted your hips and lined himself up with your entrance, you felt it too, and just as much.
The second you sank down on him, walls stretching but still impossibly tight around his length, he knew he was a goner. A broken sound left his mouth, more a whimper than anything, one that he didn't think himself capable of making.
Not that you were faring any better; once you sank down, taking him to the base, your head fell back and a ragged moan left your lips, already breathless just from the sheer size of him.
Gaining stability, you rested your hands on his muscular chest, feeling his heart thump erratically against your palm. Your hips rolled in small circles, riding him at a teasingly slow pace and Choso whined in response to your cadence, so desperate for more friction that his hips began to piston in and out of your wet cunt.
The new, unexpectedly dominate stimulation had you grinding on him harder and faster, hips circling and rocking back and forth while your nails pressed red marks into the pale skin of his chest and abs.
"Choso mmm-fuck!" You mewled, head falling back and losing all control as the pleasure took over. You thought it couldn't get better; the angle, the intense stretch of his huge cock filling you up.
Until Choso sat up and pushed your back flush against the mattress, lifting you by the hips to drive each stroke impossibly deeper until his bulging tip was visible in your stomach with each thrust.
Something about the sight of you, lips caught between your teeth as you bit down hard, eyes crossing and rolling, made him snap; his fingers began to indent the soft flesh of your ass and your thighs hard enough to bruise, while he fucked you with more fervor, whispering profanities and praises all the while.
"Youâfuck have no idea," he started through gritted teeth. "How long I've wanted to fuck you like this."
His voice came out strained, as if the action of forming words was almost too much when paired with the mind blowing pleasure of fucking you.
His words sent a fresh pulse of arousal coursing through you, and your walls clenched around him in time for a line of saliva to roll off of his pierced tongue and onto your clit.
Choso wasted no time before his thumb was circling, spreading a mixture of slick and saliva around your sensitive spot and making you see stars.
"Mm-gonna cum Cho I'm so close," you whined, voice shaky.
"Yeah, yeah m-me too baby." Choso's hands tightened on your legs, and the contrast between the pain of his grip and the sweet praises spilling from his lips was ultimately your undoing. His name left your lips while you came around his cock, feeling him twitch inside of you not long after as his orgasm followed suit.
Both your eyes and his fixated on the spot where his length disappeared inside of you, at the white sticky seed dripping out onto the bed below you.
"I'm on the pill," you said without thinking, noticing where his eyes had landed.
"I know," he answered casually, and you wondered what else he paid attention to that you never considered before.
"If I'm honest," he began after a stretch of silence, eyes finding yours shyly. "I don't really think I actually recorded any of that."
You giggled, remembering the phone and the recording and the reason you were in this position with your best friend in the first place.
"That's okay, I guess we'll just have to do it again."
.ŕłŕż*:シ
a/n: idk why this took me so long but here's pt 2 angels hope you love
Synopsis. On campus? Choso Kamoâs the sweet, shy nerd you share film class with - the one who can barely meet your eyes without blushing. Online? Choso Kamo is really @cursed(your)wombzâthe #1 streamer on C4mBoyfriends with 820k followers to see hisâŚnine inches. And he might just be looking for a partner.
Pairing. Choso Kamo x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem!reader, streamer!Choso, (sort of) BĚJ Alex AU, cĂĄmboy!Choso, college AU, heâs a nerd, film nerd!Choso, secret identities, masks, pĂercings (ears, tĂłngue, D), tattoos, chat, streaming, youâre a fan, identity reveal, exhĂbitĂonism, oraI (fem rec.), again PlERCINGS, tongue f, spĂtting, p sIapping, p talking, letting the viewers choose, fĂngering with rings, overstĂm, dĂşmbifĂcation, Jacobâs Ladder, rough s, fiIthy s, heâs sIightly mean, tummy buIges, making it fit, pressing down, talking you through it, cIit pinching, pĂşssydrĂşnk Choso, matĂng presses, chokĂng, manhandIing, mocking, sIight nĂppIe stim, creampĂes, chat Iove you, cĂşmpIay, getting together, Phantom of the Opera references, pet names, swĂŠaring.
Word count. 14.9k
A/N. Hehehehehe-
Sunday was the night youâd found him; sprawled out on your bed and thumbing through the Internet. Some glitzy pop song you couldnât name blasted from your speakers, and the room was saturated in the tingly excitement of having speedy Wi-Fi, no assignments, and the night to yourself. LED lights pink.
Youâre checking some of your messages - doling out a few hearts, a few reposts - when that bell-shaped button bursts in blue. A new notification.
@cursed(your)wombz liked your repost.
It was on a photograph of the Sunâbig and yellow, seemingly melting over a grey horizon.
Which was perfectly ordinary- this was the Internet, after all. And though your list of followers was modest, of course youâd interact with a stranger here and there.
The problem was in the way the notification disappeared as soon as it came.
AnâŚaccident maybe? This person had liked and unliked your repost. And without a second thought, youâre typing their username into the search bar.
And clicking on their profile.
@cursed(your)wombz huh?
He had a pitch-black profile picture and a layout with nothing of note, a banner as equally colorless and unnotable, and a simple bio stating:Â
I know what you wantâŚ
- C.
And beneath that was a link.
It stood out stark against the black background. You donât click on it, of course- for fear of being something malicious, youâre avoiding it like youâd avoid a minefield.Â
Youâve already heard one too many horror stories on here about such things. One click and youâd find your address posted somewhere. Instead, your eyes drop to the number of followers he hadâŚand your eyebrows are immediately shooting up.
0 Following.
581k Followers.
Now that makes you blink.
Okay- alright, maybe it wasnât the most astounding number youâve ever seen throughout your expansive time on the Internet - but it was still niche celebrity-status. Especially on this app. Especially to be stalking an account like yoursâŚwhere all you did was repost the stray picture of a pretty landscape or yell into the aether about your missing assignments for your friends to comment on.Â
Now that was a little strange.
And so youâre scrolling down.
And you never quite know what youâre in for whenever you enter the realm of a personâs accountâfanfiction with tags you never knew existed, one part of an argument on social media that really shouldnât exist, mpreg.Â
Which was all fine and dandy to be quite honest- you just never expect to be met with the most beautiful man youâve ever laid eyes on.
The first picture youâre seeing- pinned.
Posted just an hour ago. Itâs a mirror selfie taken at a low angle; of a man with his body angled towards the lens and his phone covering his face. In nothing but a towel. With nothing but his chiselled body. His beefy arms flexed as he takes the picture, biceps rippled with a few veinsâthough still lean and almost smooth to the touch. Pierced nipples. Defined abs. Your eyes linger on the sparse dusting of dark hair leading below, below, below his fluffy white towelâŚ
The picture cuts off just a few inches past his navel. You know because youâre enlarging it.
The photo is almost vampiric in nature.
Somehow.Â
Dimly-lit. Beautifulâhe clearly knew his angles and lighting. Itâs slightly blurry and you canât make out much of the manâs features - nothing more than the slender length of his fingers, silver rings, and the outline of his dark (perhaps brown?) hair. Touching his shoulders. From just above the hem of his towel, the amorphous blur of a tattoo snakes down his left v-line - and no matter how much youâre zooming in, you canât quite figure out what it is.Â
Something twists at the pit of your stomach as youâre latching your eyes onto the very obvious bulge he was sporting through the towel - very.
The flash created a shadow of his lengthy cockâoh. Hanging between thick thighs, heavy and needy. And it also illuminated the slight dampness clinging onto his body; perhaps heâd just gotten out of the shower, or was about to take on after a workout.Â
Whichever scenario it was, both made your thighs clench- fuck.
Fingers slightly shaky, youâre exiting out of the picture and scrolling down for more.Â
The next post is a video seemingly taken from the very same instance: it was from the point of view of the beautiful man. Facing downwards, as he zoomed the camera in on his bulge and ran one vein-covered, ringed hand down his abs- down his pelvis- down to that throbbing erection and squeezed himself through his towel.Â
And then through your speakers echoes out the most pornographic moan.Â
Thank goodness your dorm had thick walls.Â
And thatâs when you decide that youâve seen enough.
Not enough as in enough enough to block this strange man and move on with your life- of course, not. As quickly as your fingers would possibly let you, youâre exiting out of the video and scrolling up to a bio that seemed to have more to hide than the first time you read through it.Â
The link stands mockingly stark - almost winking at you - against the dark background. You think you know what it is.
And you click on it.
Suddenly, your laptop screenâs flooding with a gaudy pink color. A loading circle swivels in the middle of it for a few seconds, before youâre met with a logo in swooping, slanted black script: C4mBoyfriends. Better than that boy in your dms.
Rapidly, youâre opening up a new tab and typing in the name.
âC4mBoyfriends is an adult streaming platform that hosts webcam performers that choose to label themselves as male. Here they can stream live video, post photographs, and interact on forums with a wide array of paying viewersâfor a range of content catering to specific niches or sexual roleplays. C4mBoyfriends, since its recent launch, has shot up in the industry as one of the most-visited adult sites and the safest for its performers. All cuts go to the performers themselves and the site runs on separate donations from its audience.â
Ah- youâd guessed right.
Excitement burbles at the pit of your stomach for a few seconds. Youâre clicking back onto the tab with the pink logo, and finding that itâd stopped loading.
It was in the layout of a streaming device, with static images of ongoing streams on one side of the platform, and different pages listed out on top. But what took up the majority of your screen was the vision of the very same man from before- from the mirror selfie, from the video.
This time, it was a stream.
@cursed(your)wombz is streamingâ#1 streamer on C4mBoyfriends [101 week streak]. [Only solo]. Your internet boyfriend <3
0 Subscribed.
820k Subscribers.
455k Currently watching.
This time, he had his towel lifted up and his hands fisted around his fat cock.
Perfectly angled.Â
Your jaw drops. He was about eight- maybe more inches, though you werenât in the state to count. Way too entranced by the way his veiny, ring-decorated hands were wrapped around his cock. Large. He was just so loooong and standing tall between wide-spread legs, shiverinâ every time heâs gliding his hand up and down. Up and down.Â
Again and again.
Getting faster by the second before he arches-
The edge of his thumbâs reaching for his ruby-red crownâthen smearing the glistening liquid that just kept on foaming from the top. He lathers it upon his palm and drags it down his hot erection, making every inch gleam underneath the off-camera lighting.
Youâre clicking on a button to increase your volume.
And just in time, too, because then he snakes his left hand down and squeezes his heavy balls- letting out a botched groan that leaves your shorts oh-so-wet.Â
Deep and guttural; thereâs a slight quiver in them as he whispers. âF-fuck.â Just so full and sensitiveâthe manâs head tips backwards and his hips buck off the cushioned chair. Sluttily. As though he was fucking something invisible. Itâs creaking ever-so-slightly as he settles back down, composing himself just a little bit before he starts cumming.
Pearly white droplets of cum.Â
Beading from the very top of his shaft - where he was the most pink nâ angry - shaking as he empties out. Globs of it start to glide down his length, and a few more collect where his silver Prince Albertâs piercing was positioned right beneath his mushroomy tip.
Youâre just letting your eyes linger upon that little heap of satiny sap, when the man thumbs upwards and smears that, too. Such a mess.
And you think that might be all- but then heâs reaching his non-dominant hand upwards and pressing down on his frothing cockhead. Stopping himself from cumming - and as he leans to the side, you swear youâre glimpsing the twinkle of even more piercings on the upper side of his shaft. Was thatâŚa Jacobâs ladder?
Youâre rendered so damn speechless that you almost donât register him speaking- âAwwww, did my pretty sluts wanna watch me cum?âÂ
A shiver runs down your spine at the hitched tone of his voice- drunk on lust. Heâs slightly slurring. So alluring, you almost catch yourself nodding.
âWell, too bad.â The man meanly snickers, before heâs suddenly reaching out with his non-dominant hand and angling it higher. The screen shifts to display that very same mouth-watering body from the pictureâthough, this time with the addition of a black-and-white mask that covered his features from forehead to his sharp jawline.Â
The only opening in it was a concave cutout for his mouth - almost reminiscent of a Phantom of the Opera mask. In the background was a clearly expensive bedroom of a clearly expensive home - far different from your single dorm - an artwork that you couldnât name on the wall behind him. Something like a photograph or a portrait. Something about it was so precise- so cinematic. Like watching a movie scene. He continues, âBecause you know why? You donât deserve it.â
Thereâs a flurry of comments on one side of the screen, so fast that you wonder how he reads it.
âDidnât I tell you to spam me with your nastiest stories in the chat?â He asks, and from beneath his mask you catch the outline of dark eyes shifting down those hurried words. Those needy comments. âNone of you are nasty enough, so none of you get to see me cumâŚâ
Youâre tearing your eyes off of him to peruse what they were saying.
@girrrrrrrrrrth: nuuuuuu please, curse! iâll get on my knees!!
@vampzo333: me too ME TOO
@likezmenpregnant: My story about the body pillow wasnât nasty enough? TT
@CCpervnextdoor: AWWWW Iâm begging~
@Curseâswifey: IâLL PAY YOU EXTRA PLEASEEEEEEE
@Curseâswifey donated 500 cherries.
âTch- what a desperate bunch. Just fucking look at yourselvesâŚâ And though his words werenât in the least bit nice, you couldnât deny just how badly he made your cunt twinge.Â
CurseâŚthatâs what his name was, huh?
Youâre squeezing your thighs together- your sleep shorts were definitely soaked.Â
Curse rolls out the kinks in his neck just a little, and stares down at the camera with a crooked grin. âBut thatâs not gonna be enough. I said to be nasty- so be nasty.â The active chat becomes nothing but a blur once more: pleas, donations, stories half-typed in their urgency. âAnd in return Iâll moan whatever name you want me to moan when I cum.â
Before you know it, youâre opening up the sign-up page in a new tab.
Keeping Curseâs livestream playing in the background as you zip through your details. Youâre picking out a username for yourself: Ietsmakeamovie and hastily going back to the ongoing stream with your newfound handle. Was it too obvious to make it the same username as your other account? The one that he had stalked?
Fuck- youâre too wound up to think of something else at this point. You decide that youâll change it laterâŚ
Luckily, Curseâs stream didnât have a paying threshold before you could comment. And youâre jittery with excitement as you pull the laptop closer to yourself and start typing out somethingâhitting send before you could overthink it.
@Ietsmakeamovie: Seeing you is the first time Iâve gotten this wet.
Curseâs eyes drift down the chat, and he seems to latch onto something. Eyes widening just a fraction.
âThe first time?â
Fuck.
Youâre feeling a jolt at the way he addresses you - never expecting him to pick out that comment amongst tens of thousands of others that were uttering even filthier things. Curse leans in and speaks with his deep tone, âThose other boys didnât know how to treat a perfect pussy like yours, huh? This is why they call me the Internet boyfriend, baby.â
@Ietsmakeamovie: Yeah.
@Ietsmakeamovie: Fuck, youâre so hot.
@Ietsmakeamovie: I donât even wanna look away to touch myself.
You feel embarrassed typing it all out - but you console yourself with the notion that no one here knows who you are. And you donât know anyone here, either.
Curse leans back and starts pumping his cock even harderâtaking his left hand off the drivelling top. His milky-white precum is frenzied nâ sticks to his hand like glue, and the chat grows more and more excited as Curseâs actions do the same.
âThatâs alright, baby, you donât have to finger yourself.â He chuckles, eyes locked on the comments. âIâd be doing that for you if I was there.â
@Ietsmakeamovie: Wish you were. Youâd reach so much deeper.
@Ietsmakeamovie donated 1000 cherries.
âFuh-fuckââ He hisses, head throwing back in his chair. You take the time to admire the lines of his prominent Adamâs apple - the way it bobs every time heâs taking a shaky swallow. âNo need to donate or anything, baby, just keep- ngh, talking tâme like this and thatâs enoughâŚâ
@0003h0lesforCurse: holy shit. iâve never seen him like this.
@CCpervnextdoor: Needy Curse I like it~
@bewbsRlife: KEEP GOING OP KEEP GOING!!
You giggle to yourself.
@Ietsmakeamovie: Enough to make you cum, Curse?
âGreedy, greedy girlâŚâ Through the slightest gaps in his mask youâre catching the way his nose crinkles in amusement. A wolfish smile. âSâthat what you all want?â
The chat explodes in agreement.
He cocks his head, âMovie?â
Was that your new nickname now? Hastily, you reply-
@Ietsmakeamovie: Mhm.
âWell thenâŚâ He grins, toned body arching off the chair. âGet ready for a showââ Darkened gaze narrowing at the comments, âAnd you better not take your eyes off of me for a single second- hump your damn pillows if you have to. I donât care.â
Quickly grabbing your own puffy pillow, youâre stuffing it between your legs.
Right as Curse lets his head loll backwards- and his cum drizzles out of his cock. Heâs been edging the poor viewers and overstimulatinâ himself for so fucking long nowâall it takes is a few pumps to let the cascade of white coat his hands and his rings. Just the slightest bit of silver peaking through.
Hard and fast.
The manâs cockhead flushes even redder as he drags his high out deliciously. Every burst of dopamine. Every heaving pant. Every pretty moan escaping him.Â
It seems to be ramming into him in waves- gooey ribbons of seed coat his digits. Getting smeared like a gloss across eeeeevery single inch, ridge, and veinâand since Curseâs pace was something furious, a few globs of cum splatter across the towel and onto his thighs. A mess that heâs seeming to love.
Because in the next few seconds, heâs wrung out just the final bits of pleasure in him- and is raising his cum-coated fingers up to his mouth and sucking. Staring straight into the camera lens as he does so.
Youâre watching slack-jawed as those long, lacquered digits disappear between his lips. Finishinâ them off squeaky clean and letting his head tip to the side.
He mouths, âMovieââ
Part of your username.
Though you hadnât asked for him to moan your name, as heâd promised to do to one of the viewers had they been nasty enough. And this special treatmentâŚ
Maybe he did it to every new viewer. Maybe he just liked how much you complimented him- though everyone else did, too. Either way, itâs perhaps what sets off the bursts of electricity between your legsâand soon enough youâre hurtling into a high you hadnât even realized had been building up and up and up.
Your lashes flutter shut as the orgasm overtakes you.Â
Hips ruttinâ away into the plushness of your pillow- you wonder just how much better riding him would beâŚ
And thatâs setting off a whole new layer of dopamine at your core, your cunt quiverinâ as white-hot pleasure makes your heartbeat throb in your ears. Chest pounding. Breaths heavy.
By the time youâve finished pushing through your high, youâre coming to find that Curse had somewhat cleaned himself up with the towel and was bantering back nâ forth with the chat. He rests his head on one hand and sweeps his eyes down the usernames, âWhat happened to dear Movie, huh?â Curse pretends to pout. âThe first stream wasnât too much for her, right?â
@girrrrrrrrrrth: kekekeke youâre too freaky, curse!!
@CCpervnextdoor: So dirty~
@daddytoeknee: Must thank Movie for the show thoughâŚ
Urgently, youâre gathering yourself and tapping a few buttons on-screen.
@Ietsmakeamovie subscribed to @cursed(your)wombz.Â
@Ietsmakeamovie donated 2500 cherries.
@Ietsmakeamovie: Itâd never be too much.
âAhhh, there you are.â Such a beautiful smile smears across his face, and Curseâs leaning in to take a closer look at the comments. âAnd thank you for subscribing, same time tomorrow?â
Youâre unsure whether that was directed at you or everyone viewing- but youâre chiming in agreement alongside the rest of the comments. And Curse reads through them, lingering for just a little while longer before he grins.
âHeh- bye, sluts.â
And he covers the camera, the stream cuts off.Â
Yet your heart still thunders.
Ignoring the time at the bottom of your laptop screen, youâre then clicking on his profile and scrolling through what other videos he hadâŚ
.
.
.
It was your fault that you kept dozing off.
Honestly.Â
You should have known better- and you know that you shouldâve known betterâŚbut you couldnât help yourself. After Curseâs initial stream, you spent some time browsing through the numerous photographs and short clips that heâd posted; there were even some saved streams that were each dirtier than the lastâeach with his attractive mask and his even more attractive voice, his sensual cock getting pumped over and over for the audiences.
And so youâd left a few comments, a few hearts.
Throughout all of them, you made the peculiar discovery that they were all more high-quality than the last. The standard of being the #1 on the site, you guess. But the lighting and angles were all just so perfectâŚ
Youâd watched them for just a little while- at least, what youâd thought was a little while. Because by the time youâre realizing that your laptop battery was dying, and your eyes were tired, youâre turning your head in the direction of the dorm windows and- fuck.
Why was the Sun coming up?
And so youâd rushed to get at least half an hour of sleep before you had to get up for your 8AM lecture.Â
Professor Yaga taught Film 101 as though he was trying to scare everyone off it. Rigorous coursework and never-altered deadlines. Though you yourself wouldnât consider him an unreasonable man, it was impertinent to be punctual and alert in his classes - and right now, you were feeling neither of those.Â
By the grace of the universe, youâre somehow managing to stumble into class just two minutes after it starts. Itâs not enough to rouse Yagaâs anger - and either way, you had made a name for yourself as one of his most avid students - though it does get you a sternly raised brow as you apologize and take the nearest open seat.
Just-so-happening to be in the very last row.Â
At the very forgotten corner.
Right beside who you knew to be Yagaâs actually most avid studentâChoso Kamo.
Had it been a race between the two of you - perhaps between the entire department - Choso would have finished five times before anyoneâs even stepping past the finish line. You wouldâve gotten second. And that wasnât to diminish your abilities in any way - youâd long since proven yourself to be one of the best students this course had even seen - itâs justâŚChoso was a film nerd through and through.Â
If there was anyone that could live up to such a title, then it was him.
Choso lived, slept, and breathed film and television. He could name any television show around the world with just a single frame, and most he could recite line-for-line. Oh, that? He learned Korean just to immerse himself in that scene in Parasite. That scene? It was from the 1957 Sri Lankan film Amba Yahaluwo, by the way did you know that Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom was filmed there, too?
Knitted vest. Hair in two messy space buns.Â
Clunky glasses rested atop his nosebridge, and dark bangs covering most of his vision, youâd often see him tottering around campus with a column of books that was damn-near taller than him. And despite his towering demeanour - from your mental counting, Choso was around 6â2 or more - around most of the student body, he was the type that couldnât meet your eyes no matter how many classes you shared with him.
Even now, as you seated right next to him and smiled- Choso softly yelps and turns away from.
You donât take it personally, of course, as he was simply the shy type. And by the flush that rises to his high cheekbones, you know he - at the very least - doesnât dislike you.
Situating yourself, youâre opening your bag and pulling out your laptop. Opening it- fuck.
The briefest flash of one of Cursesâs previous streamsâwhere he had his cock in his hands and his face contorted mid-ecstasy flashes across your screen. And you canât slam your laptop shut fast enough- cracking it just the slightest bit to exit out of the numerous tabs, fingers nothing but a blur. Thank fuck your volume hadnât been set on high.
Head ducked, youâre looking out from the corner of your eye to check whether Choso had seen anything.Â
But if he did, he shows no indication.
Only keeping his back ramrod straight- his gaze ahead- his flush fiery as he listens to whatever Yaga was saying.Â
And so you think youâre in the clearâŚfor nowâŚ
Opening your laptop up once more, youâre logging onto your lecture platforms and attempting to forget about last night. Which was difficult when that smile upon Curseâs face, just beneath his mask - was the only thing running through your mind.
And before you know it, youâd been staring blankly at your screen for a few secondsâbefore Choso inches in just a centimeter closer. Unwilling to let himself take up even more space. He keeps his eyes trained ahead and his voice - fuck, youâd never heard his voice before but it was just so deep and measured, something you wouldnât have expected out of him - low.Â
Whispering to you, âH-heâs on Chapter 18 of Stone Butch Blues, weâre about to write a screenplay for the zoo scene.âÂ
âAhâŚâ You donât know whether youâre more surprised at the timbre of his voice or the way he managed a proper sentence out to you. All your previous attempts at conversation throughout the semester had been futileâand youâd long resigned yourself to the idea that he was too nervous to ever talk to you. âTh-thank you.â
He doesnât answer but nods in shy acknowledgement.
And as youâre opening up your file, you bask in the realization that Choso Kamo was actually hot underneath those glasses. If only you could see his features furtherâŚ
Maybe youâre being a little delirious. Your eyes feel heavy.Â
Heavy.
Heavier.Â
Tap-tap-tap.
A shake.
Tap-tap-tap-tap.
A warm hand on your shoulder, by the time youâre opening your eyes- youâre looking up into even warmer, molten chocolate-colored ones. They were framed by fawny eyelashes and thick glasses that made his shy gaze seem ever-so-slightly amplified.Â
You think youâre stunned for a few seconds before Choso speaks, âU-umâŚclass is over.â
âOh.â That makes you dart your head up and look around, noticing that most of the students had filtered in or were in the process of already doing so. âOh, shit-â
Youâd seriously slept through all that?
And Yaga had left you alive?!
No, you werenât going to question this act of mercyâthank goodness for the last row, because he likely hadnât been able to see you. Shooting upright, youâre grabbing all your things and hoping you hadnât snored next to the sweet boy - âThank you so much for waking me.â Youâre turning towards him and saying, earnestness seeping into your tone. âKnowing me, I wouldâve slept right through till next class. Might actually have been more convenient.â
He startles into a laugh then raises a hand up to his mouth and quietens himself down, âItâs alright.â Youâre staring closely at the little bells of laughter, and he turns his eyes downwards. Bashfully admitting, âHappens to me too, whenever I stay up um- studying. Long night?â
You sigh, âYou could say thatâŚâ Not a long night studying, butâŚ
And as the conversation quietens down and Choso worries down on his bottom lip, youâre hiking your backpack up on your shoulders and saying. âWell, I guess I should be going then. Catch up on the recordings of the lecture and everything-â Turning, âSee you âroundâand thanks again.â
You make all of five steps before Choso finally gathers up the courage to call out-
âWaitâ!â
Confused, youâre facing him once more. âYes?â
And his hand was out, his fingers were slightly trembling. He was mouthing out the words as though still debating whether to speak them into existence - whether he was capable of. âIâŚwe-â Eventually mustering up the courage once you give a reassuring nod, âWhen will we meet up?â
That makes you pause.
Was heâŚ
âF-for the assignment.â Choso clarifies, a flush rising to his cheeks as he likely realizes he shouldâve led with that. âProfessor Yagaâs mid-semester project he always doesâŚâ
Ahâyouâre clapping a palm on your forehead. How could you have forgotten? Yaga had announced at the start of the semester that about halfway through, the class would be paired up or put into groups to work on a collaborative project that contributed to about 50% of your grade. This semester, it was to write a full-length movie screenplay for a book or musical of your choice. And youâd been excited for it, in fact, but after theâŚactivities of last night itâd completely slipped your mind that heâd be delving more into it this lecture.
And the poor boy stumbles through his explanation, âH-he let everyone choose their partners, and I wanted to wake you up butâŚyou just looked so peaceful.â He fidgets with his fingers and flushes, âI th-thought one of your friends would come up here and choose you but-â
Probing him gently, âBut?â
âB-but Iâm afraid you ended up paired with me.â Choso just looks so genuinely apologetic- âIâm sorry- no one picked me either. I shouldâve woken you up, but we can go talk with Professor Yaga about changing partners if youâd like-â
âHeyâwait.â Youâre cutting off his spiel, something in your chest aching at the utterly devastated furrow between his brows. You take a step closer to him, âI would love to do the project with you, Choso. No need to talk to Yaga about anything.â
He looks up at you with wide, disbelieving eyes. âB-but your friendsâŚâ
âI donât really have close friends in this class, anyway.â You smile, âIâd much rather do it with you.â
âReallyâ?â Breathed. As if he couldnât believe it.
And itâs after some time - and a deep inhale - that he speaks again. Finally sinking in that someone would choose him of all peopleâthat you would, that he speaks again. âAnd um- would you like to work on the script at my place?â Before you can answer, his breath hitches and his head shoots up. âN-not that Iâm pressuring you intoâŚitâs nothing weird, I promise! We can meet anywhere else you like- the library, your place- wait, no thatâs weird, tooâŚâ
âChoso- Choso.â You giggle. And if this was anyone else then you wouldâve assumed that they were putting the moves on you. âIâm okay with your place.â
.
.
.
The apartment was a fair distance away from the campus dorms.Â
Which made sense, you suppose, given the fact that less than half the people there would be able to afford the rent on such a placeâespecially after tuition. The highrise dove into the clouds, its vermicular body scaled in glistening windows and gold-accented furnishings within. You got the distinct feeling of being swallowed whole as you entered through the widely-gaped entrance, with several doormen and security that eyed you up and down, bowed at Choso.
You thanked them and made your way - slightly speechless - through the hallways.
This was everything you could ever dream of, and youâre sure you spot the odd actor or two down in the lobby. As youâre getting into an elevator the size of your entire dorm room, Choso punches in one of the highest floor numbers and turns to you-
Throughout the bus ride here, youâd been the one chattering away. And so it surprises you once he finally speaks, âI-Iâm sorryâŚmy place is a bit of a mess.â
âCanât be as bad as mine. I wonât judge.â Who cares about a mess when he lives in a place like this? You couldnât wait to go insideâŚ
He pushes his chunky glasses upwards and gives you a shy smile, âThank you.â Looking down at his polished shoes, âYouâre so sweet.â
âThank you.âÂ
And you rise upwards in silence.
Soon enough, youâre finding yourself being led up to his massive apartment. Heâs punching in the numbers of the code and setting his backpack downâtelling you to make yourself comfortable. And you shuffle inside awkwardly; past the lavish furnishings and the alien-shaped lamps that all rich places seemed to boast.Â
He leads you in the direction of the master bedroom - where Choso said that his film collection was vast and likely to reveal techniques that the two of you would be able to incorporate into your own script.
âI even have a copy of Momijigari- itâs one of my most prized possessions.â He shoots you such a charming smile, eyes twinkling behind his glasses, over his shoulder. Heading inside.Â
And you canât help but follow.
A single step inside his not-so-humble abode and youâre feeling a sudden sense of dĂŠjĂ vu wash over you, rendering you unsteady on your feet. Not quite sure why, youâre sweeping your eyes around the space: the high-quality camera equipment in one corner (not unusual to see for a film student), the chic furnishings, and then over to the empty wall space above the king-sized bed, something in you remained dissatisfied as they find nothing there but white plaster.
Choso notices that youâve stalled behind and looks over at you curiouslyâhe was taking a seat on the carpet, laptop opened up on top of the coffee table. âSomething wrong? Iâm sorry, I know itâs really messy but-â
âNo, youâre good.â You shake your head, âItâs actually not messy enough.â
He smiles.
That night, you went home and wondered why Chosoâs smile looked so familiar.
.
.
.
The musical that youâd chosen for your âadaptationâ was The Phantom of the Opera, suggested by you, of course.
And if there had been any connection to the masked man youâd been watching the night prior, then you were just glad that Choso had no idea.
It was far easier, given the fact that itâd already been adapted from the initial novelâthough that only meant that Yaga would be critiquing yours even harder.Â
So you had to strive to be more cinematic, than the others in your class, stronger in ways than the ones before you - and though you doubt youâd ever match up to Schumacherâs visuals, there was little doubt as to whether youâd be the best amongst the students. This was a screenplay made to impress, and in the week since youâd pored over itâand Choso Kamoâs mahogany coffee table typing away at it, you only grew more determined in the fact. And throughout the week, youâve been flitting in and out of that very apartment of his.
Choso had been a lovely partner for the project - the best you couldâve ever asked for - and youâre coming to find that he was actually far more funny than anyone ever gave him credit for. Far more open. Far more active when it came to something he was passionate about.
And of course, you knew that heâd be sweet.
Despite his initial insistence that he could do the project himself, youâd taken up half the work. And youâd joined him in browsing through his massive catalogue of movies, in searching up screenplays to read, and in annotating them for techniques when starting to write yours.
Youâve come to make friends with one of the doormen by now.Â
Just today youâd watched the 2004 Phantom of the Opera adaptation. And after a few hours of occupying his space and getting to know the nerdy boy a little better, youâd go straight back home toâŚCurse.
Whenever Choso made you feel tingly with his sweetness, Curse would amplify that heat to right between your legs.Â
Itâs been a week of getting to know Choso Kamo, and a week of having Curse splashed across your laptop screenâcock furiously hard nâ his moans echoing. Heâd smile and utter your username whilst wearing his iconic mask and itâd be a high strong enough to follow into the day after. And often Choso would ask you what youâre so happy about.
Today, in particular, Curse had just finished one of his streams - cumming aaaaaall over the desk this time - when heâd settled himself back down and started chatting with the comments. Responding to one or two of yours.
Youâre just about to joke about why he was sticking so long after his orgasm when he speaks once more-Â
Voice somewhat serious, âAlright, nowâŚsettle down, settle down.â Curse waves his hand airily at the camera, throwing a middle finger up when the chat only gets more frenzied. âTch- what brats you all are, would you wanna roleplay that someday?â
@vampzo333: YES PLEASE.
@likezmenpregnant: How about you be the brat�
@Ietsmakeamovie: I would like that.Â
@sixeyesorsixh0les: ^^
@0003h0lesforCurse: ^
âFine fineâŚâ Underneath the mask, he rolls his eyes fondly. âBut I really do have something to announce-â
@likezmenpregnant: Youâre pregnant.
@Ietsmakeamovie: Iâm the father-
@Curseâswifey: NO MEEEEEEEEEEE!!
âIâm thinking of getting a partner for these streams.â He finally admits, rubbing his chin as though still in thought. And your heart stops-
@bipplruletheworld: so down.
@Cursenoticeme44: Omg yeeeeeeeeees!!
@daddytoeknee: YESYESYES.
The chat practically explodes, and youâre unsure what to feel about itâafter all, you donât know Curse and itâd be strange to feel a little possessive over his solo streams, however, you did have your preferences. But then again, you canât help but imagine just how much hotter it would be to have two people- perhaps to see him make expressions he never has beforeâŚ
Ultimately, youâre quiet as Curse leans in and scans the chat. His brows furrow just a little as he sweeps through the blurring usernames, âI dunnoâŚIâm still thinking about it- I havenât even asked this person, to be honest. I just wanted to know what you guys thought.â Nodding his head along or huffing out laughter at some of the comments, âMovie?â
You joltâat being called out.
He wanted your opinion specifically? You suppose you did contribute to about half his comment section most streams.
But you stall as your fingers reach for the keyboard.Â
Biting down on your lip and contemplating for a little while. Though he waits as patiently as ever-
@Ietsmakeamovie: I donât mind!!
Something seems to wash over him as he reads your comment, nodding. âI see.âÂ
He moves onto something else and his expression was indiscernible.Â
Youâre flickering your eyes to the artwork behind him, the small corner of it peaking into the frame, and it suddenly hits you that itâs the theatrical poster of The Phantom of the Opera (2004).
.
.
.
It canât be.
It canât be.
It canât be.
Thereâs something your brain was telling you that youâre absolutely refusing to believeâafter all, how many people in the world loved The Phantom of the Opera? Hell, how many people in the world have watched The Phantom of the Opera?
That didnât mean that everyone you came across had a secret identity as one of the hottest streamers on C4mBoyfriends.
You were being paranoid, you told yourself. You were being utterly silly- and the next time youâre going over to Chosoâs apartment was the very next day. Which wasnât entirely ideal, given how much youâd tossed and turned after Curseâs last stream conjuring up all the possibilitiesâŚbut Yaga wouldnât accept a request for an extension even if you were set on fire in front of him. And so you went.
The pit of your stomach twists as Choso swings the lavish wooden door open and gives you a beaming smile. So innocent. So sweet.
He shakily pushes his glasses up as he welcomes you in. âCome inâs-sorry if I took a while to get to the door, Iâve been doing some decorating recently.â
His nervous smile is what makes you find your voice. And youâre dubiously looking around the luxurious apartment, âYou need to do some decorating?â
âBelieve it or not, yes.â Choso huffs. âWould you like something to drink? Or maybe to eat? I checked out that bakery you recommended last time and youâre right- they have the best Danish pastries.â
âActually, ChosoâŚâ Youâre shaking your head, shooting him a grateful smile. âIâm good. Iâd think Iâd prefer to start right away, if thatâs alright? I really wanna get to Act 2 today.â
âO-oh, of courseâ!â
And heâs sweetly guiding you inside, whilst you attempt not to look like youâre taking two steps at a time. Back to that familiar room. Back to that familiar desk. Back to that (somewhat) familiar bed which most certainly did not have an artwork from The Phantom of the Opera on itâ
You open the door and the first thing youâre seeing is the familiar plane of that white mask. The Phantom.Â
Choso follows behind you and catches you staring at the poster. Gravelly tone echoing from behind, âI told you I did some decorating.â
And you jump-
Swivelling around to find him bearing you a sheepish smile, âSorry if I startled you.â He pushes those chunky glasses up, âTea?â
âS-sureâŚâ You breathe, if anything for a thing to occupy your mouth with. Wait- not like thatâ!
And as Choso disappears down the hall, youâre taking a seat on the bed youâve sat on countless, countless times before without a single care in the world. Now youâre sinking into the very - the very - edge as though itâd swallow you whole.
Body just resting on the plush comforter before-
âHey, so I also have coffee if you would prefer?â Comes Chosoâs sudden voice.
And youâre startling once more- âJust tea is fine, thanks.â Barely managing to get that through your lips, youâre watching as he disappearsâŚas the sound of his footsteps echoâŚ
Before darting off the bed and now heading towards the camera equipment youâd noticed in the corner the first time youâd been here. What youâd assumed to be part of another one of his classes or personal projects. Now, youâre leaning in and wondering with just which camera he showed his pretty cock off to millions, at just what height of his tripod he made your cunt so heated.Â
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck this was real.
Now, youâre noticing things in the room that youâd never noticed before. Like the ring light kept underneath his bed, and the dresser in the corner with numerous rings- those werenât costume props or anything. They were pure silver.
Heavy.
Heavy, like the pit in your stomachâexcited and swirling. Just trembling at the tips of your fingers - ever-so-slightly - youâre reaching out as though to touch it, as though to feel the alternate version of Choso that you knew longer than you knew Choso-
âAh, so youâve realized.â
And then his voice permeates the room.
The room that suddenly seems smaller, the room that suddenly seems to rise ten degrees in temperature - though goosebumps skitter across your skin. And almost as though in a horror movie, youâre turning in slow motion to face the bespectacled man who was now holding up a tray of steaming hot tea.Â
He walks over soundlessly and sets it on the coffee table with a slight click! And besides that, Choso walks over to the dressing table and puts his silver rings on.
One by one.
His eyes hold court with yours through the mirror, âHow long?â Voice a deep timbre.Â
Youâre taking a step closer without even realizing, âUmâŚjust last night. Just now- actually.â
He chuckles and you realize heâs asking how long youâve known about Curse.
âI-I found you by chance. About a week ago, actuallyâŚâ And then you say whatâs been on your mind ever since you had, âEver since you liked and unliked my repost.â
âAh, a rookie mistake.â Choso comments. âI should have known better than to stalk using my public account.â And with all rings now put on and glinting in the lighting of his bedroom, Choso shuffles through his jewellery tray to pluck his earrings in and one eyebrow piercing. And thenâŚone lip piercingâa lip ring that twinkles mischievously as he smiles.
He rises and you think youâve never quite appreciated his built frame.Â
His deep eyes as theyâre locking in on you. Echoing out, âThoughâŚyou really canât say much- can you, Movie?â
And though you knew that he knew- you canât stop the zaps of electricity running through your body.Â
Sputtering out, âYeah-â Your fists clench and youâre looking up at the object of both your fantasies and your secret interest these past few days - melded into one. âYeah, I really canât. Choso youâre soâŚâ
âDifferent?â He fixes his glasses, âThough I really am shy, I canât deny that- especially around you. But it helps to be a little more antisocial when Iâm around idiots.â
He leans in closer- so close that his scorchinâ hot breath wafts across your features. You have no idea how youâd diminished such a distance so soonâŚ
âAnd if my memory serves me right-â Choso taps on the edge of his chin, in mocking thought. â-I seem to remember that Movie agreed to have a partner on my stream.â You shiver. And he looks at you adoringly, âSo how about it? Wanna make a movie, baby?â
You step a little closer.Â
âOnly if I get to match wardrobes.â
He chuckles and picks you up to spin you around-
And then itâs getting to work. And then itâs shuffling through his closet to find a mask that matches his own.Â
He stretches on the rubber a bit and brings it to youââI bought this one when I first started, but it ended up being too tight- I think itâd be just the one for you.â
It was. It fit perfectly.
And then he paces around the room and starts to set up- before Chosoâs gaze catches you hovering around the bed, and then heâs clicking his tongue and forgoing the tripods altogether. With just the professional lights and the high-quality camera, Choso places the camera on top of the coffee table. Facing the foot of the bed - everything and anything could be seen.
Just with a few clicks heâs started the stream.
And with just a little nudge heâs urging you to sit next to him.Â
âHello, my little slutsââ Choso- or should you say Curse croons towards the camera. On one of his monitors you can see him being projected there - waving, in his knitted vest that clashed with his mask. You stand off awkwardly out of sight from the camera. He smiles. âAs you can see, things are a little different todayâŚâ
@girrrrrrrrrrth: uuuuuu change of angle!! change of angle!!
@bewbsRlife: ARE WE GETTING A SURPRISEEEEEEE??
@likezmenpregnant: Pls be pregnant, Curse <3
âNo- no, Iâm not pregnant.â He laughs, âBut I have been thinking about what we talked about last night.â
@bipplruletheworld: omg this canât beâŚ
âAnd guess what? I did what you guys told me about- and I talked to her.â
@bipplruletheworld: yessssssss
@yoyoyoureinmypuss: IâVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE^^
@bewbsRlife: WOOOOOO-
@daddytoeknee: Omg whereâs Movie, Ik sheâd love this- heh. Imagine this WAS Movie thoughâŚ
âSo, my little slutsâŚâ Choso announces, âIâd like to introduce you all to my new partnerââ And heâs reaching out and clasping your wrist, looking up to check for reassurance before continuing. Miming whispering to the camera, âAnd this is her first time on stream, so be niceâŚâ
Youâre sheepishly walking into their view.Â
Slightly bowing your intrusion into the stream, âTh-thanks for having me?â
âIsnât she cuuuuute?â He asks the commenters, and thereâs a flurry of agreements. Youâre even spotting a few questions about your name nâ interests, even kinks, amongst those - all of which Choso waves off with a laugh. âNow nowâwe can have the Q&A later. For now, letâs get to the fun partâŚâ
@Curseâswifey: FUCK THATâS MY FAV PART-
@2coolforcond0ms(iâmavirgin): Movie youâre missing out on a historic moment uwu
And the fun part consisted of clamoring onto the bed as fast as lightning. Letting the mattress dip nâ creak its protests out as Choso sits on it with his back turned to the camera, then lovingly pats his manspread thighs as a signal for you to climb on. Meaty muscles. Thick enough for you to want to sink your teeth into- how could you never have noticed?
Perhaps because this was the polar opposite of how he acted when he was on campus - always keeping to himself, never taking up too much space. Now he was practically vacuuming it all up so you had nowhere else to sit.
And you were more than happy to climb onto Choso Kamoâs lap.
Sitting your ass down on his readily-awaiting seat. From under your skirt you feel something hotâand throbbing between his legs. Cylindrically shaped and curved to the left.
Just the slightest movement makes his rock-hard erection twitch underneath- and youâre whimpering at the lewd sensation. At the way he drips out a hefty dollop of precum that seeps through his trousers and sticks to the front of your panties, making you gaspââCh-Cho-â
âShhhh.â Choso wraps a hand âround your throat and cuts you off.Â
And before you know it, heâs bouncing his knees to get you to slide your drippinâ pussy up and down his bulge. Up and down. Turning towards the camera, âYa hear that?â Up and down. âMy girlâs so needy- sheâs already begging for it. But I dunno if she deserves it, huh?â
@bewbsRlife: I MEANNNN
@theh0rniestsoldier: iâm feeling mean todayâŚ
@daddytoeknee: Give her your mouth!!
âMouth? I love that idea.â Choso titters.
And then heâs giving a teasing slap on the side of your ass cheeksâsmack!Â
âPlease-â
âSit on my face now, baby.â He purrs, eyes flickerinâ with pure need underneath his mask. Then leaning in to whisper in a loooow tone for only you to hear. âYou know Choso, but letâs see if you can handle Curse.â
Then he leans back on the bed - his head pointing in the direction of the camera.Â
And youâre shuffling up Chosoâs toned, brick-hard bodyâstraddling your knees upon either side of his head, veerinâ your hips right atop that pretty face. Youâre sitting - right in front of the camera. Though nothing was revealedâŚyet.Â
And Chosoâs digging his tongue up to you instantly- he isnât even making it past the fabric of your panties. But that doesnât stop him from lettinâ his tastebuds take a looooong, luxurious lick of your swollen pussy.
Right down your sopping wet slit.Â
Suddenly, the room echoes with one of his pornographic moans- the very same ones youâd listened to night after night through your laptop speakers. Now theyâre even louder, and somehow even sexier, sending electricity shooting straight up, up, up from your core.
And even more treacherous was the way youâre feeling something coldâŚand metallic at the very middle of Chosoâs tongue. Rock-hard. It takes whateverâs left of your rationality to realize that itâs a silvery tongue piercing smack-dab where his tastebuds kissed your pussy. Scraping alongside where you were most sensitive.Â
Instantly; your head tips back and saliva starts bubbling at the sides of your lips. âFuh-fuckâŚâ And before you know itâyouâre starting to drag your throbbing pussy up nâ down his features.
Short, barely-there jerks of your shy, shy hips.
And Choso chuckles huskily to himself at the cute way you were yearninâ for his mouth. But what you didnât expect was for him to reach one ringed hand up and squeeze the left side of your hips.
Your only warning.
Before heâs suddenly tightening his hold on you and reaching one more hand up- snaking it beneath your skirt like some pervert. Choso edges towards your throbbing cunt and places one good slapâ
Itâs the resounding smack! of skin-on-skin that makes you halt more than anything.
Jaw-dropped. Thighs quivering. The white-hot pleasure runs through your spine and leaves you barely hearing his roughened words, a tone lower than you knew his voice to be- as though drunk on the delicious taste of your pussy already. âGreedy, greedy girlâŚâ Choso tuts, âDonât tell me youâre trying to enjoy yourself without letting our dear audience in on the fun?â
Oh, shit.
Youâre letting your head snap to where the camera was positioned and blinking its one gluttonous eye. Comments flooding the screen of the monitor so fast that you couldnât read them-
Youâd completely forgotten about the stream for a second.Â
âIâoh, I um.âÂ
Yet another harsh smack! âForgot, huh?â Amusement seeps into Chosoâs words, as though heâd already guessed the situation.
You admit, âM-maybeâŚâ
âIâm afraid I canât blame you, baby.â Smack! âCurseâs mouth is too good, huh?â He yammers on and on, his tongue nudging deeper, his rippling tastebuds skidding into every ridge- as if trying to fuck you through your damn panties. âThis pussyâs too goodâsheâs purring fâme already. Hear her?â
And youâre not sure why- but youâre nodding to whatever he says. âY-yesâfuck.âÂ
âMhm. So why donât we let our lovely audience hear, too, huh?â Youâre barely given the time to register his suggestion, before Choso husks out a command. âLift your skirt up, baby.â
Your thighs squeeze around his head at the notion-
And your fingertips touch the short hemline of your skirt.
@Cursenoticeme44: Holy shit.
@theh0rniestsoldier: iâve been waiting for thisssssssssss-
@daddytoeknee: WOW.
@girrrrrrrrrrth: bbyâs so needy!!
@RâŹ4leater: munch Curse #canon
The chat explodes as you let them bear witness to Chosoâs face stuffed between your pretty legs- heâs redly-flushed and ravenous. They could see the slightest glimpse of his nose nâ the way heâs driving it between your sodden pussylips, diving and diving, they could see the glossy layers coating your cuntâand the way Chosoâs pink lips come up to suck on it.Â
Those handsome cheeks of his hollow out, as heâs makinâ out with your pussy through your panties.
Like a man starved.
Long canines slightly nippinâ at your folds- almost wolfish in mannerisms.
âOh p-pleaseâŚâ Youâre quivering atop him. You donât even know what youâre begging forâjust that it feels so good to have him veering his tongue hungrily against your cunt like this. And you wanted more.
More, more, and more.
Chosoâs holding onto your restless hips with a clammy hand- heâs stuck to you almost like adhesive. And he guides your hips - he fucking slows them down - whilst you continue moaninâ and shaking atop his raw mouth. Glistening wet tongue extending even more than its usual length to slide-slide-sliiiiide your panties to the side-
And youâre gasping at the sudden whiff of cold bedroom air against your naked pussy. âCh-â A spank. âI mean- fuck, Curse?â
âMhm, mâhere, baby.â He drawls out. Slightly slurring with all the extra globs of your pussy juices - pooling straight into your mouth, nâ Choso reaches up and smooches your soft swollen folds to smear it all around. Like some gloss. âMâhere aaaaaand- so are 820k sluts that wanna watch you break.â
âB-break?â Youâre gaping, âI thought you were just gonna- ngh, eat me outâŚ?â
âBaby, Curse never âjustâ does anything.â And youâre shocked to find him sliding his tongue out, tipping his head back to refer to the camera on the coffee table. âIsnât that right, fuckinâ pervs?â
@daddytoeknee: Hell yeah.
@0003h0lesforCurse: duhhhhhhhhh
@yoyoyoureinmypuss: YOUâRE THE BEST CURSE
@Fishygurodad: Fuck, her pussyâs divine.
âHehâŚâ Choso smiles into your cunt, âAnd so whaddaya say? How many slaps before I stick my tongue in her?â
@vampzo333: 3
@bbynohuuuuzz: 14
@Ilikepr1menumbers: 29
âSince mâfeeling nice- read your favorite one out, baby.â He murmurs.
To which youâre unable to do anything but- you tilt your upper half just the slightest bit closer to the monitor and pick out the first one you can read through the blur of words and numbers:
@Fishygurodad: Until she cries.
Oh.
Your blood runs cold.
Your cunt grows heated.
And before you can either rectify your recitation or beg for mercyâChoso doesnât hesitate before fixing the rings on his fingers to be slightly higher than before. Making sure theyâre in line of him planting one- two- three good, loud spanks on your sobbinâ cunt. âO-oh my god- fuck, mmm, oh my god.â
Until the skin of his fingertips seems to redden, and your pussylips feel raw - âHow about that?â He asks- not from you, but from the viewers.
@daddytoeknee: I donât see her crying yetâŚalso idkkkkk Iâm getting Movie vibes.
@girrrrrrrrrrth: movie wouldâve loved this-
And then itâs one after the other. Again and again, Chosoâs emblazoning the rude outlines of his rings against yours - until youâve fucking memorized the ridges nâ patterns of the one ring on his middle finger with the carving of an octopus.Â
Tentacles flared out.
âShit, not that damn ring again.â
And as heâs doing so he canât help himself- fuck, he canât heeeeelp himself. His canines dig into the sticky fabric of your underwear like a damn dog - and throughout the duration of what his hands were doing, youâre hearing the sharp riiiiip of fabric tearingâ!
Soon enough, your panties are tattered and ruined in Chosoâs maw- just from his mouth. He spits it out and continues swerving his thickened tips inwards to give a loving pinch on your clitâand you canât help but burst into peals of shrill, needy cries. Both pain and pleasure mixing as he doles out a final swat-
Before Choso swipes your pussylips apart and spits- the glutinous glob of his saliva landing directly on your hole. He doesnât give it the time to seep back outâinstead, heâs surging up and shoving his face between your legs.
This time, without the barrier of your panties in the way.Â
@CCpervnextdoor: HE FUCKING RIPPED IT OFF WITH HIS MOUTH??
@bewbsRlife: HOLY SHIT CURSE-
@Fishygurodad: Shiiiiit, Iâd do the same ngl.
And then Chosoâs shoving his tongue inside and slurpinâ all around your wet hole like a damn animalâŚ
In and out.
In and out.
Probinâ into slippery sweet spots.
Chin hitting the back of your slit. Plastic mask rubbing against your clit.Â
Chosoâs pierced tongue was going absolutely fucking wild inside of you. He wastes no time before gripping either side of your cute hips and slamminâ your pussy down onto his mouth- hard and fast. The perverted nerd is slashing his tongue inwards, smearinâ apart your glue-covered folds. As deep as he could go. He doesnât care if it hurts, he just needs to make sure that loooong slick muscle of his tastebuds were scrapinâ every inch of your walls.
With the curved tip of it, he flexes it against a sweet bundle of nerves. Making you buck with a pitchy moan of his nameââCh-Cuuuurseâ!â And the sensation was made even more delicious with the way his orb tongue piercing presses in contrast against your hot cunt. âIt feels so good, Curse.â
âI already know.â Choso pipes up- cocky in all the ways you never knew he could be. âI already know- but what about those fuckers watching, huh?â
âW-wellâŚâ Spit drivels down your chin, and youâre struggling to keep your eyes focused to read the urgent chat.Â
@bipplruletheworld: theyâre so HOT!!
@NERDSAREMYBABYGIRLZ: OHHHH WHAT A MUNCH
@daddytoeknee: Me next <3
And it was clear that they were seeing the effect he had on you- how could they not?
Your eyes were dazed and teary, your thighs were shaking like leaves in the wind, Choso was making your body twitchâjust from the way heâs reeling his entire tongue out. And breathing out steadily and slowly against your twitchinâ pussylips, freezing cold air that leaves you even wetter on top of him.
Heâs unfastening his mouth - leaving it wiiiiide open for all the satiny ribbons of your slick to enter his gullet. And once youâre done- that isnât enough riling you up.
Choso leaves a good slap on your folds and asks, âSoâŚwhat about it?â Muffled through his mouthfuls.
âThey agree- they agreeââ Youâre keening out. Star-struck, seeing pleasure burst behind your shuttered eyelids at the sudden stinging. âFuck- youâre the hck! best Iâve ever had, Curse.â
âI agree.â He hums. And as if this entire ordeal wasnât sinful enough, Chosoâs swashing around the silky-smooth sap heâd collected from your leaking pussy. Letting the flavor seep into his tastebuds, before heâs then spitting again on your pussy. A semi-opaque layer of lewdness that coats your inner thighs in a sheen that catches the lighting.Â
Perfect on camera.
Youâre squeezing your wettened thighs together and creating an audible squelch!
âAwwww, look- this pussy agrees, too.â
The gooey addition startles you- and you rut.
Only straight down onto his awaiting fingers.
@girrrrrrrrrrth: oh, shit is heâŚ
@legsopenforcurses: With the rings on, too!!
@likezmenpregnant: My show is onnnnn
Itâs such a fucking mess for him to navigate- even with his own fingers. Soon enough, youâre arching your back as you feel him intrude a single ringed digit between those utterly swollen pussylips of yoursâalmost difficult to find your snug hole between them. Youâre damn lucky that Chosoâs fingers were slender as well as incredibly lengthy.
Because heâs circlinâ your tight orifice a few times - only a few times - before inserting the sections of his finger. Quirking just right and hitting the exact bundle of your nerves.
That infamous g-spot that made you yelp once he starts and keeps on hitting.
And his rings- oh, fuck, his rings.
Just so chunky and textured. They were the perfect designs to press up against your walls and massage them stupid- every drag meant that youâre feeling them dig into ridges nâ crevices you hadnât even known existed.Â
Hitting and hitting. Curling his dexterous finger and scraping- âFuuuuck, oh my god.â The doughy tip of his finger soon becomes damn-near molded to the area where it was, and your eyes flicker to the back of your head as you continue anglinâ your hips so he could hit it perfectly. âRight there, Curse- r-right there.â
âI know.â Choso rolls his eyes - at least what seems like it underneath his mask. âThatâs why Iâm hitting it. HonestlyâŚis my girl dickmatized?â He utters as he sucks on your clitâultimately erupting a sobbing slurp! that makes him nod. âMhm, I think my girlâs dickmatized.â
Tipping his head back before you can refute his claims. He then addresses the audience-
âWhaddaya think, my little pervs? Dickmatized alreadyâŚmaybe I should go easy on her, huh?â
@olderandR4w: nooooooooooo
@yoyoyoureinmypuss: NEVER.
@Fishygurodad: Go even harder.
âTough crowd.â And with that said, Chosoâs stuffinâ in just a few more fingers. Each with their own numerous rings and sopping wet sounds accompanying themâslurp!
One.Â
Two.
Youâre counting about three of his prolonged digits pushinâ your tight walls to their limits, rubbing your sweet spots raw with his constant bashing rhythm, before lustful fogginess coils around your brain. And itâs around here that Choso catches onto the glazed look in your eyes and chucklesâ
âOhhhh, you really are dickmatized.â He hums to himself, though youâre sure the professional mic picks it up either way. âAnd so soon, too. Probably hasnât had a good finger-â
A fourth being added so that he can scissor apart your velvety channel whilst still multi-tasking with his other fingers to ram into your g-spot.
â-or even a good mouth on âerâŚâ To emphasize his point, he presses a dramatically loud kiss upon your clit. One thatâs making you bounce nâ bounce your hips atop his clammy face, and grind your throbbing nub down on his pointed nose. The addition of his mask just makes that cool touch even more lecherous. âMy poor girl.â Choso still mutters out despite the way heâs gluing your cunt to his mouth. He pulls away from your clit with a loud pop! âWhat do you think, my slutty audience?â
At the slurring question youâre letting your head down to watch him. âChâŚCurse, whatâve you got on your mind-â
âMâjust asking what else you deserve, baby.â He coos. And questions them once more, âHow about a little quiz? Which parts of Curse are going to make my poor, poor girl feel the best? A). My fingers. B). My mouth. OrâŚâ
And he pretends to listen to your noisy wet pussy once more.
âOr CâŚâ You could practically feel the grin plastering against your needy pussy. The way his eyes narrow in sinful amusement beneath his mask- you didnât have to see his full face to know that Choso was enjoying this perhaps way more than he should. ââall of the above.â
And it was futile to think that they would answer anything else.
C floods your vision.
Youâre letting your mouth droop, and your gaze meet Chosoâs own between your legs- but youâre finding that you donât have to say a thing for him to already know the answer.
And as expected, he gives a final roll of his tongue atop your clit - before munchinâ on your aching cunt once more. This time, heâs tunneling his fingers deep into your cavern whilst still licking inside with his prolonged tongueâwhen stretched out, Chosoâs tongue could reach almost as deep as his fingers could.
Your cunt was being stretched-out to lengths you never thought about before.
Not only were Chosoâs fingers thicker than yours, but his tongue was something ravenous- no matter how much youâre flinching in sensitivity, he isnât slowing down. âMmm-â He groans, barely breathing through even his flared nostrils. Youâre hit with the distinct feeling that he thinks he doesnât even have to breathe as long as he had you on him like this - âMmm, hold still.â
Taking advantage of the fact to lavish your sensitive inches with kiss upon kiss. To grind his nose down purposefully on your clit. To glide his metallic piercing across those hidden spots. To bash your poor g-spot in again and agaaaain with his fingers before his tongueâs coming to the rescue to soothe the slightly raw sting-
So itâs not long before youâre throwing your head back and cumming.
Perhaps the strongest youâve ever felt when youâre in the throes of your high.
You barter your hips forwards and keep up a steady pace - one thatâs making Choso hit the exact spots you wanted him to during the peaks of your high. The utmost peaks. âShitâshit, just like that.â Breathless. âK-keep going, baby, it feels so good.â
And he doesnât even answer - too caught up in fucking you through your orgasm.
In the way you shudder above him. In the way youâre only getting even sweeter by the second-
Bodyheat raising a few degrees in temperature; your heart sings and the bed creaks with how much youâre jostling from above. This was even better than touching yourself to videos of him, there were so many thrills of bliss that heâs wringing out of you- like heâd wring out of himself during his solo videos.Â
With both his fingers and his tongue, slurpinâ and sliding. Those doe-like eyes of his are edging straight to the back of his skull as he feels your drenched walls cleeeeench around his pierced tongue, as though itâs the best thing heâs ever fucking felt. And youâre acting on impulse - you really are - because the coffee table was positioned right beside the foot of the bed.
And all you had to do was reach your arm out to grab the simple camera there. Turning it into your point of view as Chosoâs sweaty brown bangs stick to his forehead, as sweat trickles down his temple, as he lets out soft yet unyielding moans whenever youâre squeezing your thighs around his head.
@cockycockowner: no homo but thatâs the most beautiful man iâve ever seen.
@theh0rniestsoldier: woah heâs PUSSYDRUNK
@Fishygurodad: Show me his POV.
@daddytoeknee: Donât you know that sheâs his girl now smh?^^
@daddytoeknee: Movie-core- wya ml??
Choso cocks his head and keeps making out with your pussy in all the ways that make your toes curlâpleasure elongating from your orgasm and spreading into every part of you. Your vessels, your cells, your atoms.
Theyâre all buzzing with pleasure and still aching for more once Choso finally pulls away with a loud pop! of his lips releasing.Â
When they do, youâre sneaking a look down at him and noticing just how red nâ swollen they were. Even the skin around his jaw was flushed with the constant ramming contact. And the viewers are just gobbling it up - subscribing bells keep dinging here and there, and everywhere.Â
Just a single look at his stats on-screen reveal that Chosoâs climbed up to 870k just since youâd started this stream.
And itâs after a little while - after heâs had his fill - that the dark-haired man finally taps at the side of your thigh to gesture for you to get up. Though, even then, heâs tightening his grip on your bodyâgoing against his own fucking instruction to press a final few open-mouthed kisses before heâs done.
He chases after your pussy with his maw for a little- before heâs finally sitting up.
And itâs only then that he seems to notice the camera in your hand, blinking his glazed eyes a few times to make sure he isnât dreaming things up. Once it finally registers, the most attractive grin spreads across his face. âYou changed POVs?â
âHad to.â You admit, âI wanted them to see how pretty you areâŚâ
âGuess you finally learned about sharing, hm? Greedy girl.â He chuckles darkly to himself. And then he starts looming closer, âBut you realize that the showâs not done yet, right?â
You gulp.
@Fishygurodad: Fuck her already, damn!! Iâm only here for her.
@2coolforcond0ms(iâmavirgin): Hate to admit it, but heâs lowk right. I think Iâve discovered Iâm biâŚ
@vampzo333: ^^
@girrrrrrrrrrth: ^^
âSo impatient.â He looks at the monitor, reading the chat and tuts. âHonestly- so ungrateful. I should end the stream right here and fuck her on my own terms.â
Thereâs a frenzied flurry of comments- all of which you were sure were begging for Choso not to stop and bashing that one commenter for attempting to start a revolution. To which youâre only giggling and handing over the camera to him.
Choso - as the expert - then positions it somewhere by the edge of the fluffy pillows: where theyâd be able to see the expanse of both your bodies and where youâd soon be connectedâŚ
And then youâre shedding your clothes in a hurry- making it to your smart blouse before heâs reaching a hand up and tearing through it. The buttons hit the floor, and at your noise of displeasure Choso merely lets out a half-delirious giggle.Â
He leans in and whispers, âI-I have a Phantom of the Opera t-shirt Iâd love for you to wear.â
The change in demeanour gives you utter whiplash, and you canât help but stare at him open-mouthed.
âWhat?â Choso asks, next moving on to shrugging off his own fabrics. Theyâre landing on a heap beside the bed, and your lips slightly part at the display of his red-hot erectionâitâs just as large and sensual as all those streams had proven him to be. Polished strawberry top. Slender veins along the middle.Â
A happy trail of dark brown - nearly black - glistened with the splattered remnant of his precum. Just like the gleaming mess across his chin, mouth, and cheekbones that Choso wore like a medal.
He was slightly longer than even on camera- and even prettier up-close. Way up close- he shuffles his body up yours nâ fucks your tits a few times to dollop out glistening translucent precum across yours tits.
âLightingâs not the best here.â Choso explains- or at least attempts to pin an explanation onto that. Onto something heâs clearly been wanting to do for so long. âHad to highlight âem, baby.â
You scoff, âItâs justâŚâ Throwing a cautious glance at the camera, you lower your voice. âYouâre so different from how you are in real life.â
âOh? And how did you expect me to be, huh?â He positions himself between your legs - wrapping both of them around his waist. Before then thinking better of it and throwing them even more lewdly around his neck insteadâhis plush priggish tip kisses your entrance. âDid you expect me to be likeâŚâ
He trails off.
He doesnât need to complete the rest of his sentence- and you donât think youâd have heard him even if he tried.
Because in that very moment, Chosoâs jerking his pale hips back a mere few inchesâthen plopping his globular tip between your pussylips and push-push-puuuuuushing. Fucking past the initial restraint of your first ring of muscle, heâs funneling in some thick inches that make your heels bang against the muscles of his back.
And he doesnât even seem to notice.
He doesnât even seem to breathe as heâs letting his cock swerve inside. Get suctioned inside. Get his Prince Albertâs piercing crept down your sensitive innards. Get gobbled up between your greedy legs-
You clench âround him and Choso throws his head back with a low, broken moan.
âOh p-pleaseââ Heâs babbling out through unsteady pink lips, a lazy line of dribble starting up from one corner of his mouth. Those long lashes of his flutter as heâs reaching one bulky hand up to grip the headboard, and placing his right one on your hips- keeping you steady.
Fingers trembling. Muscles rippling.
@likezmenpregnant: WoahâŚmake him do that againâŚ
@sixeyesorsixh0les: SUBBY CURSE HELLO??
@whimperwhiteboywhimper: oh I am SO here for this
@Fishygurodad: WhateverâŚ
Your eyes bulge once his throat cracks with what sounds like a whimperââPlease it feels so good.â And though you couldnât quite make it out, even the chat seemed stunned as Choso punctures out a broken stutter of his hips. Delving a few inches into your goopy insides- though not enough to bottom out completely, as youâre still too wound-up for him to fit completely. And youâre able to pinpoint exactly where heâs using the orbed metal of his first piering. With more to comeâŚâNgh- oh.â Broken noises emanating into your eardrums and the mic. âIt f-feels shooooo good, baby.â
Chosoâs head drops into the crook of your neck, and there - and there - youâre feeling his cheeky grin.
And suddenly youâre understanding.
Ohâhe was toying with you.
And he was doing it in a way thatâd completely fooled you- and perhaps all of his viewers, too.
But before youâre able to open your mouth to bite back something at him, Choso staggers his hips back and gives you a vicious jackhammer with his cock, âO-ohhhhh, my godââ Your toes curl atop his shoulders, slippery with sweat. He hadnât even rammed all the way inside yet, and yet the slightly left-leaning angle of his shaft was driving you wild.
Big and thick.
Running the slick globe of his tip down your walls, Choso probes a direct hit to that spot you loved so much. And he knew you loved it so muchâheâd mapped out your entire pussy earlier, of course.
And yet, heâs still gasping as though the pearls gates of heaven had descended right here and there. Heâs letting his sweet caramel eyes widen convincingly as he peers down at you, âI-is thatâŚthe spot, baby?â
@Curseâswifey: HE sounds SO NGH.
@daddytoeknee: Daddy likeyâŚ
@daddytoeknee: Also Movie wouldâve really LOVED this, huh?
You hiss, âCurse, you should already know-â
âBut how could I knowâ?â He exclaims. âThis is my first time, after allâŚâ Then Chosoâs plastering his clammy tattooed hips - with a snake on the side - to yours, as though the two were connected by the force of the worldâs strongest magnets: pulling and pushing, pulling and pushing. Every single battering ram of his mazing cocktip ends up lodged against your sweetly bruised g-spot, marking his circumference out with the sheer pace at which he was hitting it.Â
âShitââ Your nails clench on the sheets, and feeling jealous- Choso guides them to fist his hair instead. âShit, right there. It f-feels so good-â
âThere?â The once-nerdy man breathes out in awe. Disbelief every single time - or at least the mocking imitation of one. Swipinâ a line of precum down your nervy spot once more, âTh-there, babyâ?â
Something breathy- octaves higher in his tone. âYes- yes there-â
âThere-â Choked up and ruined. Husky grunts hatching in the back of his throat. There was something there in his words that you couldnât quite pinpointâa sort of undertone of primal need, primal amusement as he ruined your pussy with his speedily pap-papping hips, but acted as though he had no idea what he was doing. Every single syllable uttered was met with a thorough whack of his curved cockhead against your particular spot- âThere there there there- there-â
âFuh-fuuuck-â
âSo this g-spotâs really m-mine now, baby?â Choso asks.Â
You whine, back arching off the mattress. âYes-â
âDoes she really have my mark on it now?â
âYesâŚ?â Eyes shooting open as youâre half-registering his question in your hazed brain. He bores his dark eyes down at you intensely. And as though to emphasize his point, youâre feeling his perfectly round tip squeezing into your throat by the next few thrusts. Deeper and deeper.
His Jacobâs Ladder starting to ease its frigid way past your entrance and glide across the roof of your cunt. It was a sensation like nothing youâve ever felt before.Â
Choso probes even more, âI-is she really shaped to the shape of my cock now?âÂ
âChoângh.â Quickly shutting your cockdrunken self up. Quickly reaching a ringed hand up to squeeze your throat- before heâs languidly snaking his way up to squeezing your pretty cheeks together.
Smushing your face in a way that was almost disrespectful- though, not that you were in any state of mind to call him out on it. And thereâs a mean inkling in Chosoâs tone as he coos, âAwww, b-baby, why arenât you answering me?â Another rude slap! of his hips make your own sear in flames- that damn strength of his. Those damn piercings of his. âIs your poor, poor Curse not good enough?âÂ
Before you can answer, heâs looking at the blinking camera.Â
âMy babies, my girl doesnât love my cock anymoreâŚâ
âI doâI do-âÂ
Squeezing his doughy-soft restraints - those contrastingly mean fingers of his - around your cheeks. Heâs managing to smush your mouth shut and make you echo out the most pathetically pleading whinesâas he fucks you. Determined and targeted.
The glossy rotund edge of his tip presses against your g-spot a few more times before youâre managing to make yourself take a peek at the comments on the monitor.Â
Almost too far away- almost too blurry with the tears in your eyes.Â
@Curseâsnewestharem: Awwwww poor bby </33
@CCpervnextdoor: I would LOVE your cock, Curse!!
@girrrrrrrrrrth: is it just me or is he teasing us?
@Fishygurodad: ^^Yeah, heâs totally a fraud.
@Curseswombmommy: ^^girl shut up
âTh-they really think youâre oh-so-innocentâŚâ Youâre whispering up at him. Overstimulated tears in your eyes.
Breath hitching every time heâs surging his tattooed hips forwards and hitting that one spot particularly hard. Though there was never such a thing as too hardâŚ
And Chosoâs shooting you a secret smile - one just between the two of you - before morphing his expression into that of picture-perfect innocence. Roleplaying the demeanor of his nerdy self on campus, mixed with the utterly sultryâsexual way he was draaaaagging his lengthy cock in and out of your cunt.
Eventually, Chosoâs emptying his inches out nâ bruising the bottom of your pussy. All of his nine - you seriously felt nine throbbing inches - inches shaping out the in-betweens of your legs. All of the beaded barbells of his Jacobâs Ladder massaging inside- the slitherinâ feeling of them making themselves at home. Zig-zagging and slithering.Â
He feels the sponginess of your cervix and presses a hand down on your abdomen just to make sure, before changing that excitement into one of almost-genuine bafflement- âI-I really bottomed out?â Chosoâs pinkish bottom lip juts out and quivers dramatically.
âOf course, you did.â Youâre ready to scoff-
But whatever sarcastic sound was in the back of your throat gets quickly dissolved at the sight of Choso with genuine tears in his eyes. Glistening. âBut I never- ngh, never thought Iâd be able to.â He puts some more merciless pressure on your stomach that makes you buckâ
And the only thing you can do is let your head tip back into the pillows.
The only thing you can do is let out a few mottled moans as he rubs over the small tummy bulge he was fucking into you. Pushing his palm down so that he could feel it.Â
Whispering out, âI-I never thought this pussy would claim my cock as- ngh, hers, hm?â And for the moment there, youâre completely sure that he isnât talking to you. Rather, your pussy that was sobbing out squelches after every one of his jackhemmerinâ thrusts. âAnd itâs not too big, right?â
âN-neverââ
âBecause mâjust a nerd with a- hngh, biiiiiig fuckinâ cock.â How pitiful, right? Heâs letting his long, dark lashes flutter as Choso avoids meeting your eyesâas though in shyness. He drills his hips even deeper - one unforgettable strike after the other following every word he spoke. âJust a big- fat- fucking- cock-â
âPleaseâ!â Eventually, your arms reach upwards and youâre grabbing ahold of whatever part of him it is you could reach first. Which just-so-happened to be his bulky deltoids.
Chosoâs brows genuinely seem to furrow at the lewdness of you digging your nails into his muscles, leaving your marks for everyone and anyone to see even after this stream has ended. And so he continues in his faux-innocent tone, âOh? Did that feel good, baby?â
Purposefully slidinâ his cock across your g-spot so that youâd have to cry out. âY-yeeeesââ
âI didnât even know, baby.â His mouth hangs open, and the most lustrous squelches! echo between your two connected bodies. Your cunt nâ his precum were making such messesâŚâI had no ideaâŚâ
His Jacobâs Ladder leaves your channel feeling raw nâ overstimulated- you feel raw and overstimulated.Â
And youâre laid-out on the bed dazed and feeling so fucking good as Chosoâs picking his pace up even more, you notice for a split-second that his hands have moved. No longer was he holding onto your cheeks nâ watching you squirmânow, the nerdy man hooks both hands around your sweaty thighs and pins them close to his body.
Holding them in place as he leans down, down, dooooooown until the caps of your knees hit your tits.Â
Youâre keening at the stretch, and a searing burn spreads from between your pussy and along your hamstrings. How did he even hide such strength underneath those soft knitted vest? Such a body?
Before you know it, youâre being pressed into your first-ever mating press.
And Choso gapes as though he was just as bewildered as you, âO-ohâŚdid I do that?â Heâs fucking asking youâhowever, when your stunned expression bears no answer, he turns and asks the same question from the camera. The bursts of replies obviously agree nâ tease him. And heâs shaking his head ever-so-slightly, âDid I really bend you in- heh-â A slight chuckle escapes him. ââhalf, baby?â
And what else can you do but nod and nod and nodâ?Â
âI think this is called aâŚbreeding press?â He cocks his head ever-so-slightly, before shaking his head. âNo wait- a mating press.â
âI c-canât believe Iâve folded you into a mating press, baby.â Choso nearly snarls at himself, his hips accelerating until that rouge-tipped cock of his was almost nothing but a blur. âCanât believeâsâlike my body is moving before my mind, ngh. My fat cockâs not hittinâ you too deep, right, my girl?â
âNot in the l-leastâŚâ
And he really was long enough to make each and every probe feel as though it was slam-slam-slamming into your throat- the capped crown of his shaft was entering crevices nâ crannies you hadnât even known you possessed. All marked out precisely by the silvery orb of his Prince Albertâs.Â
Just then, after your answer, Choso reaches his left hand up to wrap âround your throat - and then hauls you back down to meet his slapping hips.
A thrust even harder than the ones before it.
Your breath gets snatched out of your lungs, dissipating into the heady air filled with the contact-riddled sounds of sex. Hard and fast. Only getting harder the longer you have your ankles looped âround his neckââNot too hard, is it, baby?â Chosos asks you once more.
And you donât have anything to spit out besides, âOh f-fuck off.â
He gasps dramatically-
Well, not exactly dramatically. But in a way you knew was fake, and in a way that sends the chat exploding into comments.
The nerd pouts cutely, âWell, thatâs not very niceâŚâ
Youâre rolling your eyesâright before Chosoâs genuinely sending them rolling with his two fingers clamped around your clit. Using the silvery edges of his rings, he runs a few massages that end up with you sobbing and blabbering out your pleasure.Â
@Curseâswifey: FUCKKKKKKKKKK theyâre both so hot. THEYâRE BOTH SO RUINED.
@peepeesarebetterfictional: they both look like theyâre gonna cum soon hehe
@bewbsRlife: CUM CUM CUM CUM CUM
Biting back. âI would argue th-that thatâs not very nice, either.â
âBut mâjust trying to make my gorgeous girl cumâŚâ And from where heâd been looming his pretty face above yours, Choso then lets his head droop down between your tits. During his ravenous pace, heâs roverinâ his mouth all over to kiss and suck at your tits, your nipples.
His cold lip ring drags across your left areola- and he catches onto the way youâre shivering. Before Choso then grabs your nipple between his lips nâ hollows his cheeks out suckingââPromise mâjust trying to make you feel- hah, good.â He mutters, slightly muffled. âPromise I just wanna fuck my cock raw if it means making my lifelong crush feel goodâŚâ
âCho- Curse, are youâŚ?â Your eyes widen.
And his own flap droopily a few times, âHmmm?â
And that proved it.
That proved it.
Because Choso Kamo could be pretending to be a stuttering, panting, blushing mess on your heavenly cunt all he wanted- he could pretend to be pussydrunk out of his mind. But at the end of the day, it was impossible to hide when pretend turned into somethingâŚmore.Â
When the cocksure streamer thatâd been driving you wild all this time morphs into the contentedly pussy-whipped nerd you expected him to be deep down inside.
His eyes genuinely glazed and blinking longingly.
His hair drenched in sweat.
His skin flushed with need- and only flushing even more fiercely the longer he kept his eyes on you.Â
Without much ado, youâre throwing your hands around his neck and tugginâ him as far as he could crane his neck when his entire body feels like collapsing onto you and into your maddening pussy.Â
Choso pistons his hips slightly upwards to hear the slurp of his Jacobâs Ladder sliding across your walls, and he grooooansâ
âCurse, babyâŚâ You hum.
âMhmmmm?â He replies with half-lidded eyes. Barely focused.
This was the big, bad #1 streamer on C4mBoyfriends? As though sensing your thoughts, Chosoâs fingers grow a little more frenzied on your clit. âI need you to cum inside, okay?â
He jolts at the idea- that sinful, sinful idea. Before chuckling, âNever had any other plan, baby.â And then he turns to the camera, âWhat do you think, fuckers? Think my girl deserves to cum?â
@Fishygurodad: Yes.
@Curseâswifey: YES.
@likezmenpregnant: Yesssss~
@girrrrrrrrrrth: yesyesyes.
@daddytoeknee: Hell yeah-
Heâs holding out a little longer to make sure there wasnât a single ânoâ in there - and had there been one, youâre sure that Choso would have stopped and edged your incoming orgasm until it was a wave of complete agreement.
Luckily for you, they liked you.
And all he does now is press down harder on your g-spot from inside, lingering, and massage a pretty heart on your clit once more, lingeringâbefore a final, thorough stroke is all it takes for you to hurtle into your second high of the night.
For you to arch your body into his chest, and shutter your eyes. âCh-ChoâŚâÂ
Barely a whisper. Heâs crashing his mouth into yours to make sure that secret between you two isnât revealed. And youâre moaning deeply into Chosoâs mouth as you cumââFeels so- oh. It feels soâŚâ
âMhmmmm.â
Unable to even find the words.
The only thing you can do is riiiiiide out the massive wave of your high. Itâs torrential; pure bliss floods your system from head-to-toe, and no matter how much youâre squirming your overstimulated hips, Choso only succeeds in batterinâ away his pierced cock into eeeevery single hidden sweet spot inside of you. The ones that prolonged your bliss and left spikes of euphoria leading up to your brain.
Your cunt clenched so tightly around his cock- almost as though you didnât want him to even pull out. And Chosoâs sweaty head drops once more into the crook of your neck as he cums with a shudder.
The knot between his brows deepening, the bedsheet around his knees bunching up as he surges his body upwards. Almost animalistically.
Choso bottoms out his furious, twitching cock and keeps it there- âOh, fuckâŚâ It didnât sound like he was acting once his bawling red divot starts splatterinâ out more milky white wads. Deeep in the back of your pussy, right where your womb was, Choso puddles out his ecstasy in long ribbons. âOh fuck fuck fuckâfuck. Always knew itâd feel this good.â
Wave upon wave.
Toes curling. Eyes scrunching shut.
If you thought his moans were sensual before, then you werenât prepared for the ones your pussy was able to drag out of him - ragged and hollow utterances of your name. Over and over like a broken record, like a mantra.
Heâs fucking into you to milk them out of his hefty balls- then fucking you again just to pump those webbed wads right back in. From the top of his rotund tip and dooooooown to the tufts of hairs at his base. All nine inches of him being used to stuff you till the brimâ
Youâre sure your insides look like an utter fuckinâ mess by the time heâs slowing his tattooed hips down ever-so-slightlyâstill shaking from the aftermath of his orgasm. This was far stronger than anything heâs ever experienced before.Â
Drunkenly, youâre blinking your eyes up at him. âAlways?â
He smiles, âEver since our first lesson of Film 101.â Admitting, he lovingly wipes off a bit of his cum you were foaming between your pussylips. âYou referenced Pride and Prejudice when talking about the best lines of dialogue of all time, and I-Iâd been a goner since then.â
âCornyâŚâ You snort. Though you canât help the flutter of your heart.
âSo um- coffee after this?â
âIt better be dinner.â
He laughs in agreement. âAlso I bought a vibrating piercing the other day and have been dying to try itâŚâ
Your eyes widen.
And once youâre helping him pull out- Choso reaches for the camera and gets a good shot of the cum leaking between your legs. Before youâre both waving at it, âThank you for joining us, todayâthis was the most fun Iâve had on stream yet- heh.â
Youâre shooting the camera a pretty smile, too.
And Choso kisses the corner of your cheeks, âUntil next time. This has been Curse and Movie.â
@girrrrrrrrrrth: holy fuck??
@Curseâswifey: WAIT WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT NO WAY-
@bewbsRlife: HOLD ON-
@CCpervnextdoor: SAY SIKE RN?
@bipplruletheworld: oh my god thatâs amazing.
@likezmenpregnant: Oh, a love story for the ages~
@yoyoyoureinmypuss: YOU TWO LOOKING FOR A THIRD??
@Fishygurodad: Damn.
@Fishygurodad: Hmu when he messes up.
@daddytoeknee: Stfu he wonât.
@daddytoeknee: Also I totally called it <3
A/N. I did NOT plan to have me inserted and beefing with Toji Fushiguro but here we are-
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canât talk rn my mouthâs gagged with her panties >_0 !
âhaaahhâfuck baby just like thatânnghâŚâ
âgod youâre just a whore satoru. itâs disgusting.â you mewled, your hand pumping his flushed cock, up and down, his thighs shaking slowly while he throbbed in your hold. it was filthy, almost pornographic, the way he was moaning while you were giving him a mere handjob.
you whisked your hand away, with gojo practically whimpering at the loss of contact, before you slowly bent over, getting rid of your pretty blue laced panties, while gojo eyed your dripping cunt like a man starved.
you turned around, moving closer to him panties in hand while he eyed you like prey.
âyou finally gna ride me pretty?â you moaned, almost smug, right before you leaned over, cupping his jaw, staring him right in the face.
ânah. just getting you to shut the fuck up so i can get the job done.â
âwâwha-mmph!â you shoved the baby blue panties wet with your slick into his mouth, muffling his voice before you wrapped your pretty hands around his cock again, jerking him off, your hands moving in quick strokes while he struggled to form coherent sentences, biting down on your soaked panties while lolling his head back on his stupid chair.
his tip was flushed an angry shade of red, leaking copious amounts of precum while you moved your hand along his dick, occasionally squeezing while he whimpered and whined like the pathetic slut he was.
âmmmphânngh pphleashhââ tears were brimming at the corners of his eyes, gods you were so mean, it just wasnât fair. :(
he came in spurts, his cum coating your hands and his abs while he whimpered into your panties, his cock slowly softening in your grasp before you gave it a final squeeze.
you moved your hands up, finally taking the panties out of his mouth, his drool pooling around his lipsâa string of saliva connecting him to your poor, stained panties.
ânow, that wasnât so hard, was it âtoru?â
and he swore he could feel his cock slowly harden. again.
yeah im a genius yooo
all works belong to @lilithkleia, do NOT copy, translate or feed to AI. lest you wish upon tojiâs worm to crawl up your ass.
sleeping on my stomach so he can always have easy access to my pussy <3 simply lift my hips up pull my panties to the side and slip inside, my pussy so wet and sloppy that it just slides right in, and use me so thoroughly that i wake up sore and sticky with bruises on my hips and cum dripping down onto the sheets below me
pushing down on the slit on choso's tip right before he cums so it gets stuck inside him, that thick load bubbling up to the top with no way to come out.
you've never done this before while giving him a handjob, and he just sits up with his eyes wide as you stop him from cumming, cheeks, and his tip, instantly flushing red from effort as you make him hold it.
the poor thing definitely begs you for mercy and squirms. he could easily tear your hand off so he can cum, but he doesn't. he lets you have your control, and debases himself to pleading and whining for you to let him cum, please please please, he's been so good, he's done everything you've asked him to do, please just let him cum...
when you finally do the buildup had increased, and taking your thumb off has him exploding thick white cream everywhere, his hips bucking pathetically into your hand as he writhes in bed, making the most depraved noises you've ever heard while his heavy load covers his stomach and your wrist.
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SWEET LOVE, ALL NIGHT LONG ËË SATORU G â&â SUGURU G
đâ Ë ŕŁŞ . ËË đđđđđđđđ. your boyfriend, satoru, decides to spice things up in the bedroom by inviting his best friend, suguru, to share you.
tags \\ warnings. olderbf!gojo satoru x female reader x bestfriend!suguru geto. pwp. smut. age gaps (reader early to mid 20âsâsatoru and suguru early to mid 30's). threesome. Ĺral (f receiving). squÄŤrting. fÄŤngering. cÄrvix fĂťcking. implied double pÄnetration. creÄmpie. slight brÄedÄąng kink. anal. dacryphilia. breast play. nicknames: âdoll, princess, little girl, angelâ. not proofread :: wc: 4.7k
you had absolutely no clue that being sandwiched between two men would feel this heavenly.
the concept of a threesome was a topic you havenât really thought about. so when satoru suggested itâcarefully soâyou didnât really know what to think of it at first. you and your boyfriend eventually agreed, making sure both of you are comfortable with the idea.
youâve met satoruâs best friend, suguru, a few times before. a handsome man in his thirties, respectful and charming. to you he seemed absolutely calm headed and polite. you didnât think heâd be in on sharing your bed.
but a couple drinks in on a saturday night and you realise just how wrong you were. the man is an absolute freak in the sheets.
âtold ya sheâd love it,â satoru grins as he leans back against the pillows, one hand wrapped around his dick. the wet sounds of him thrusting up into his fist mix with your sinful moans.
suguru hums in response. the pad of his thumb is circling your clit while his fingers are delving into your bare cunt. he curls them just right, hitting that spot inside you that makes you tighten up. âsheâs responsive, yeah,â he notes. his heavy-lidded eyes flicker up to your face to gauge your reactions.
the dark-haired man canât lie to himself; youâve been on his mind ever since satoru had introduced you to each other. he knows itâs wrong to think about his best friendâs girlfriend like that, but goddamn.
satoruâs one lucky bastard to have you. and now suguru can finally share that luck for onceâshare his pretty, young girlfriend for the night.
your lover watches on, panting as he squeezes the base of his dick while youâre getting fingered by his most trusted friend. watching you writhe around on the bed and make all kinds of pretty noises is enough for him to get off.
other boyfriends would probably die before theyâd let their girlfriend be touched inappropriately by their homeboy, but it only turns satoru on more.
âsheâs so fuckinâ wet,â satoru groans. his hand strokes his aching dick in time with the thrusts of suguruâs fingers in and out of your pussy. youâre dripping everywhere on his best friendâs hand. so utterly shameless.
your boyfriend leans over you, making you glance up at him through your blurry vision. ââtoru,â you moan pathetically, mind hazy with pure desire.
satoru pouts down at you in an almost mocking and condescending way. âwhat is it, princess?â he coos, his free hand brushing the strands of hair from your face, âstill moaninâ my name while your cunt is stuffed with another manâs fingers, hm? how cute.â
you lean into his touch out of instinct. you were going to respond, but suguru makes his move first. you gasp as you feel him lower his head down between your legsâgetting straight to business.
âwhaâ! suguuu,â you whine. his fingers are still plunging in and out of your tight hole, but itâs his tongue that joins in. he drags it across your clit, loudly slurping around the bundle of nerves on purpose.
the nickname leaving your lips so beautifully makes suguru groan against your pussy. he seals his mouth around your clitoris before sucking hard, his eyes shut tight to savor your taste.
âmmh, yeah, call out to me just like that,â he groans.
suguru quickly flicks his tongue all over, making a show of eating your pussy like itâs a feast. you can only grab onto his long, black hair, messing up the neat strands. âshit! sugu, ânngh, right there. feels so goooood,â you sob, teeth clenched as you try your best not to cum so early.
satoruâs on the same page as youâhis dick twitching in the palm of his hand. heâs unbelievably hard as he watches the way his best friend has your legs shaking and your pussy dripping everywhere. âfuckk,â he bites his lower lip and his strokes get faster, chasing that sweet release.
âyâre really going at it, man,â satoru chuckles roughly through shaky breaths.
suguru gives him a smirk in-between licks, his adam apple working overtime as it bobs with each swallow, drowning in your sweet juices.
âhah. if i knew she would taste this good. . .â he smacks his lips before circling your entrance with the tip of his tongue, âi wouldâve asked you to share her with me sooner.â
satoru rolls his eyes at that comment before turning to face you again. âdidâya hear that? heâs a real fuckinâ freak,â he scoffs before leaning down to lick the drool leaking from your lips.
you can barely respond in proper words. ây-yeaâoh!â you let out a particularly high pitched moan when suguruâs long fingers scissor inside of your cunt, curling just right to hit that sweet spot.
heâs experiencedâyouâre sure of it. no inexperienced man can pleasure a woman like this.
satoru frowns as he realises youâre barely even giving him any attention. âoi, tone it down. poor little girl can barely think,â he huffs before pressing teasing kisses to your lips, âcâmon. focus on me, pretty.â
those words only spur suguru on to double his effort. he takes out his drenched fingers before focusing them on your clit, pinching the little nub between his forefinger and thumb which sends jolts of pleasurable pain through your body.
âno, no, noâcumminâ,â you gasp out without warning. your body shakes hard and your back arches sharply off the mattress, toes curling as you reach your orgasm.
satoru looks back down between your thighs when he hears a surprised grunt from the other man, eyes wide. youâre squirting all over him, streams of translucent liquid gushing out, spurting over his face.
âfuckinâ hell,â your partner mumbles and he has to stop himself from cumming right along with you at the erotic sight. âyou really got her squirtinâ. . .â he mumbles.
suguru regains composure after the pleasant surprise, humming in satisfaction as he laps up every drop you released. âmmhm. delicious,â he sighs and even licks his fingers off to savor everything.
he pulls back, sitting on his knees between your legs. his chest is heaving, the sweaty skin of his pecs showing through his unbuttoned blouse. the lower half of his face is drenched in your juices
âguess you gotta try harder. . . â suguru challenges his best friend, deciding to push and prod a bit further, âor you might lose her.â
satoru stops what heâs doing. a muscle in his jaw clenches before he lets out a laugh. âohh?â he tilts his head at the other man before glancing down at you with an all-knowing smirk.
âyouâre on.â
before you can even recover from your orgasm, you feel satoruâs lips crash against yours in a deep kiss. heâs dominating you with it, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip. his tongue sweeps into your mouth to roll against yours once you let out a sweet gasp.
âhold on to me,â your boyfriend mumbles against your glossy lips. your arms instinctively encircle his neck. he takes the opportunity to haul you up and turn you both over.
satoru pulls back, panting. youâre still trembling from your climax and it only makes him want to take it furtherâto outdo suguru. he canât let his friend pleasure you better.
youâre his girl, despite this entire situation.
âhips up, câmon,â satoru hisses. your ass is nestled perfectly against his fat dick and he canât wait to fuck it right up your cunt. a sharp smack to your plump rear snaps you out of your daze and makes you comply.
you lifts your hips up, your hands resting on satoruâs bare chest. you try to line up his erection with your dripping cunt. youâre still shaking slightly which makes it difficult.
suguru notices almost immediately. he licks the remnants of your ambroisa from his lipsâa taste of heaven he will never forgetâbefore inching closer.
âeaaasy,â his voice is like silk as his veiny hands settle on your waist. the dark-haired man holds you steady, his chest pressed against your back in an almost intimate hold, âthere we go, sweetheart,â he murmurs right in your ear.
âfocus on me,â suguru purrs as his hands wander up. his rough palms, ones befitting of a strong man, come up to cup the undersides of your breasts. âlet him fill you up while i play with this perfect pair,â he adds with a flick to your sensitive nipples.
he swallows thickly at the weight of your breasts in his palms. his mind is making up images of his dick sliding between them, fucking the plump mounds only to cum all over your face.
âhis erection is begging to be freed from his trousers at this point.
though the soft touch on your tits does help you relax in a way. the kneading motions are almost hypnotic, taking away the focus on the cock youâre about to take.
satoru takes his chance and manages to notch his pink and leaking tip right at your little opening. âkeep her distracted like thatâshit,â he hisses the moment your tight pussy slowly envelops his girth. inch after excruciating inch of his dick.
you gasp at the stretch. âso big, âtoru,â your eyes roll back and you barely manage to keep your body up straight. no matter how many times youâve had sex with your boyfriend, the feeling of his dick entering your cunt is never going to get old.
satoru smirks up at you, beads of sweat already starting to form on his forehead from the feeling your cunt clamping down on his shaft. âyeah, it is, isnât it?â
you nod eagerly. your pussy lips bloom around his dick, making way until heâs nearly all the way in. to help you take in the last inches, the older manâs hips surge up to smack against your ass.
âwait, âtoru! oh, fuck!â you squeal once his entire cock finally rests inside of your sloppy cunt. the hard length is pulsing, the mushroom shaped tip brushing against your cervix.
it hurt real bad. but so fucking good, knowing heâs hitting it so deep.
satoruâs head falls back against the pillows, jaw clenched. âyesss,â he breathes out, his hands gripping onto your hips tightly, holding you down to relish the feeling.
âi swear yâve gotten tighter,â your lover pants, catching his breath. his eyes dart to suguru whoâs fondling your tits in a sensually slow way, âis it âcause heâs watchinâ?â
your throat is dry as you try to articulate a sentence. ân-no,â you respond out of embarrassment, denying it, even though youâre making the sluttiest noises each time suguru twists or strokes your sensitive nipples.
satoru clicks his tongue and runs a big hand over your tummy, down to your clit. he gives it a little smack, âbad girl. lyinâ in my face like that. . .â
you donât have any space to think before satoru starts to thrust his hips up against you. he sets a punishing pace, your body slightly jolting up and down from from the impact.
suguru lifts an eyebrow. ânot even letting her adjust? pheww,â he whistles lowly as his eyes fall on the way your cunt is eagerly swallowing up your loverâs dick. he squeezes your tits, enjoying the way theyâre jiggling.
his gaze darts back up to your faceâtaking in every twitch or change in your expression. âsatoruâs so mean, isnât he? just ramming into that pretty little pussy of yours,â he tuts before leaning down to press a open mouthed kiss to your neck.
in the meantime, satoru doesnât let up. he swears heâs never had you this tight before. the room fills with the obscene sounds of flesh against flesh and a mixture of his groans and your moans.
âshitttt,â he cusses, voice ragged with lust. his balls slap obscenely up against your ass, the pressure on his dick increasing with each thrust, âyâr tight little cunt is gonna snap my dick in half, doll. relax.â
you gasp for air as satoru rocks your body down onto his dick, âtryinâ, am tryinâ.â
the bed creaks as satoruâs hips piston. in, out, in, out, in outâthe rhythmic movements stir up your insides. the second you feel the head of his cock bump against your cervix once more, your body goes rigid for a second. you automatically mewl out an apology, âam sorryâah!â
suguru spectates the intimate session between you two. heâs leaking in his pants, patiently waiting for his turn. though the damp patch on his trousers says what he secretly thinks.
he needs to fuck you, pump you full of cum, see your belly swell with his semen, relish in your youthful beauty and fertility . . . but those will remain just inner thoughts.
the dark-haired man focuses back on those supple mounds bouncing in his palms. âperfect tits,â he praises through a low voice. he turns your upper body a bit before pushing his face between your breasts. he inhales deeplyâthat dizzying scent of yours flooding his senses.
âso fucking beautiful,â suguru comments roughly. his lips partâa string of saliva snappingâbefore wrapping around a hardened nipple. he swirls his tongue around the bud with a thoughtful hum, âthese would look better with cum all over them, donât you think?â
youâre overwhelmed and can only let out pathetic noises in agreement.
satoru notices the way his best friend seems to be loving on your tits. he bites his lip at the sight of your face just drowned in pleasureâbrows furrowed, lips falling open into a small âoâ, drool trickling down your chin dumbly.
âuh-oh, i think itâs too much on her little brain,â he coos mockingly. his free hand taps at your clit again, between each thrust. the sparks of pleasure run down your spine from the stimulation.
suguru smiles against the skin of your tits. he presses a kiss to the tip of your nub before pulling away, panting. his hands are still fondling you, unable to pull away.
âhmm, maybe i should add to it,â he responds gruffly.
suguru frees one hand and trails it down his abs to the waistband of his pants. he unbuckles his belt with skilled fingers, taking his boxers down with him. his erection smacks up against his lower abdomen, the cockhead veiny and red.
you realise what suguru wanted to do the second his hand moved from your tits to your ass, palming and spreading the plump cheeks. âoh my god! pleaseââs too much,â you babble almost incoherently.
youâre unable to think clearly as your cunt is filled to the brim, stretched in a way that has you bouncing along on satoruâs lap.
âaht aht, you can do it,â suguru clicks his tongue, âright, satoru?â
he doesnât actually make any move yet to try and penetrate you from behind. heâs just enjoying seeing the panic and lust warring in your eyes at the thought.
âmhm. that she can,â satoru replies in an almost shaky voice. his slender fingers are still busy stroking your clit. every time his thumb roughly strokes the small nub, your cunt clenches down hard.
âjust look at herâher pussy is doing all the talkinâ. gripping me so fuckinâ hard to the point iâm gonna bust soon,â your boyfriend rambles, the dirty talk flowing out of mouth with ease. heâs losing his mind.
the hypnotising way your tits bounce in a circle with your downward thrusts, your pussy loudly squelching with each meaty thwack of your ass meeting his lap. . . itâs maddening.
âoh yeah, i can only imagine,â suguru hisses through his teeth. his dick leaks a fresh drop of pre-cum as he scoots closer to your backside.
the hard warmth of his length prodding at the jiggling flesh of your rump makes you whimper.
âshhh shh, i wonât,â the dark-haired man whispers lowly in your ear, a soothing hint in his tone. he settles for grinding against your rear, coating the soft skin with drops of his leaking cum.
âiâll wait on my turn to give you a good, proper fucking, sweetheart,â suguru adds with a deliberate lick to your neck, suckling harshly on the skin afterwards.
satoru narrows his eyes. he could feel your pussy fluttering around his dick because of his best friendâs sinful promise. âheâs not gonna fuck ya better than me though,â he drawls before increasing the pace, forcing you to take him at a speed that has you grabbing his shoulders to stay up.
âright, princess?â satoru smacks your ass to get you to reaffirm his claim, âcâmon, tell him how good my cock feels in your pretty little pussy.â
your tears of pleasure fall on his chiseled chest, giving him goosebumps on the skin. the sight of you so pathetic and wanton, crying from the double stimulation, drives him insane.
âf-feels so good. stretchinâ ⌠me so wellâoh, youâre too biggg, âtoru!â you keen and hiccup. being stuffed full of your loverâs dick, rammed into to the point you feel like your insides are slowly melting, is a heavenly feeling.
especially with suguruâs dick bumping and rubbing against your backside. a promise of whatâs to come after this round.
âyeaaah, good girl,â satoruâs satisfied voice brings you back to the present. heâs grinning up at you as he tightly grabs your waist to still your movements just as he hilts his thick shaft all the way. he rolls his hips up in agonisingly slow circles
you shiver and your thighs are already spasming, your chest heaving due to your ragged breaths. âoh godd,â you shiver and your thighs spasm from the feeling of his dick being fully inside your little cuntâletting you feel every single inch of itâmolding you to the shape of it.
behind you, suguru lets out a small moan at the sight. his eyes are glued to the space down where satoru and you are connected.
âsheâs taking it to the base, fuck,â he groans hot against the back of your neck. your small cunt actually being able to take so much dick at once fascinates him in a dark and twisted way.
âyou mustâve trained her pussy a lot to be able to take you like that. poor thing.â
suguru sneaks his dick right at the cleft of your ass, sliding it between the cheeks for that extra pleasure. âbet her little cunt feels so good though,â he sighs, already imagining how it must feel to have your pussy squeezing the cum out of his balls.
satoru grunts in response as he keeps you still on his lap. his hips move in lazy circles, the agonising shallow thrusts has his tip prodding at your cervix.
âmhm, sheâs a fast learner,â he answers verbally through a moan, âalways takinâ me so deep, so wellâshit, sheâs tighteninâ up so hard.â
youâre barely even conscious because of the overwhelming pain and pleasure. your nails dig into satoruâs broad shoulders, grinding back and forth on his lap, your clit dragging its path along his pelvis for stimulation.
you canât even talk. your only form of communication is through whines, whimpers and moans.
both men notice the way youâre slowly becoming more erratic, legs trembling and hips moving faster to grind satoruâs impossibly deeper into your squelching cunt.
âyou cumminâ?â your boyfriend asks as a hand of his comes up to roughly knead one of your swaying tits.
âyes. . .â you breathe out, moaning a bit louder as your body tenses up in anticipation of your climax.
suguruâs gaze locks with satoruâs the moment you tell them youâre nearing the edge. a knowing look crosses their eyes and before you know it, the men give it their all.
satoru starts to hammer his hips up into you again, keeping his hands on your waist to move you up and then down on his long dick. suguru goes from spanking your ass to stimulating your perky nipples, tugging at them to let you experience the dual stimulation one last time.
you choke on your spit and your eyes widen before rolling back. âahnnn, s-soon! cumminââah!â you sob out and your back arches sharply as you reach that inevitable high.
satoru can feel his own impending orgasm, the telltale sign of his balls tightening up, in aching need to fill your womb. to claim the place no other man will ever reach, not even his best friend.
âdamnit,â he pants, his hips unable to stop as they pound upwards. your juices are leaking steadily out of your pussy, coating his shaft all the way to his heavy sack.
that shlicking sound your stuffed cunt makes is driving him nuts. heâs already picturing his white cum joining the mixture, gushing out of your folds to coat your delectable thighs.
âfuckfuckfuckâiâm gonna cum all up in your cunt, yeah?â satoru moans, nearly whining because of the immense urge to explode all up inside you, âgonna fill you up so good, stuff this pussy so full.â
suguruâs in the same boat as you are. his hips jolt and clench as his leaking cock strokes and bumps against the jiggly fat of your ass. the image of it covered in his cum, seeping between your cheeks to soak into your pretty pussy flashes through his mindâ
âshit,â he curses. he presses sloppy and shaky kisses to your shoulder blades, eyes dark as they follow the enticing way his girthy dick is slipping against your sweat-slicked skin.
âdo you mind if i cover your ass with cum, angel? itâd look so pretty,â suguru suggests through a chuckle, pinching your nipples in the meantime.
you canât do itâall of the sensations together is making you nearly pass out. though you manage to reply in a whine to that erotic request, ânghh, yesâplease do!â
satoru, not to be outdone by his best friend, grabs your jaw with one big hand to force eye contact, âlook at me when you cum. wannaâmmhâwatch as you take my fuckinâ load.â
you nod mindlessly, however youâre barely able to see your boyfriend through your blurry vision. all you know is that youâre going to cum;
your lips part into a silent scream, back arching sharply as you feel your body just let go. you let the storm of emotions and pleasure wash over you, your body spasming as the shocks of ecstasy run through your system.
satoru can barely even process whatâs happening when your pussy clenches so tightly around him to the point heâs seeing stars. a loud groan rips from his throat as he gives one, two, three more thrusts up before letting go.
âfuckâtake it take it take it!â his hips stutter and jolt as he erupts inside you. his dick jerks in your spasming pussy, pumping thick and hot ropes of semen directly into you.
his hypnotising blue eyes never leave your face, his hand holding your jaw steadily so you can see the impact you have on him. so you can see the man whoâs filling your womb and know that youâre his. only his.
youâre barely recovering from your own climax, your sloppy cunt still gushing out fluids that stain satoruâs pelvis and your legs, when suguru cums as well.
the older manâs hips press flush against your ass, cock twitching uncontrollably as the tip spews ropes of hot cum onto your lower back and rear.
ââŚmhmmmâthere you go,â suguru breathes heavily, strands of his long black hair covering his face as he keeps his gaze on your plump behind now covered in his sticky seed.
a sight he will never forget. ever.
all three of you catch your breath, bodies slumped together, with your small frame drowned between their larger ones. you can barely keep your eyes open, cheek squished against satoruâs heaving chest.
âpheww. . .â you hear your boyfriend sigh in content, not bothering to hide the fact that heâs grinding against you to keep his copious amount of cum plugged inside you.
you can basically hear the grin in satoruâs voice as his hand finds your ass, squeezing it, his fingers finding the mess there. âlook at that. . . covered in icky cum on both sides,â he whistles lowly and gives the flesh a wet slap, ânasty lilâ girl.â
suguru chuckles along, the deep sound vibrating against your back. heâs lazily kneading your sides, keeping his still half-hard cock nestled snugly between your ass cheeks.
you just let out a small noise, both tired and content. itâs somewhat comforting to be sandwiched between two older menâboth caressing you with their calloused hands. it gives you a sense of protection that settles your mind and body after going through such intense feelings.
satoru senses you move a little after a bit, but he keeps you right where you are. his dick is pretty much sensitive from all that happened, already hardening up again from the feeling of your mixed cum dribbling over his skin.
âmmh. let it soak up in there, pretty,â he murmurs and presses a kiss to your head, only to give your body a small shake with his hips that are starting to lazily grind up, âgonna keep you plugged like this for a bit more, yeah?â
you whimper, feeling the tingles return to your messy pussy. âmmâ yea. sounds good,â you moan quietly, ass instinctively pushing back in response to your loverâs movement.
suguru groans at the contact. your plump rear puts just the right amount of pressure against his dick to make it swell up again. âcareful,â he warns in a quiet whisper, tightening his grip on your sides.
noticing the way your energy is slowly coming back to your body, satoru and suguru lock eyes with each other again. both see to think the same thingâ
satoru speaks up first, his charming smirk returning to his face. âyâknow, youâve been such an angel for us. . . i think your pussy deserves another good fuckinâ,â he purrs, hips already starting to move on their own command.
suguru nods in agreement, his fingers trailing down to your ass. you yelp softly as you feel his thumb pressing down on the puckered hole between your cheeks;
âhope you donât mind getting your other hole stuffed this time.â
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