Felicity

neighbour!sukuna who has you bent over his counter, fucking you hard and fast. you head feels like mush as you scramble to grab onto anything, something to ground you as sukuna makes a mess of you.

neighbour!sukuna who knows you riled him up on purpose, that you baited him by calling him 'unc' and 'old ass'. but he doesn't care. you want to fuck around? then you'll get exactly what you want, and thensome.

"k-kuna, nggh— slo-ahh slow down." your whines wash over him, and the evilest grin spreads to his face.

"aww, poor little dolly's had enough, has she? took on more than she can chew?"

"noooo— haa- i can k-keep going."

neighbour!sukuna who gets you in a headlock, drooling all over his arm and onto the counter top, right as neighbour!nanami walks in.

"hey kento, you're right on time. our girl here was just saying that she can keep going; care to join in the fun?" sukuna ends his sentence with three downright mean thrusts right up into your cervix while pulling your head up, forcing you into a deeper arch just for nanami.

neighbour!nanami who doesn't seem surprised at the scene infront of him. in fact, he walks right up to the two of you, looking. nanamis eyes darken while taking in the sight of your breasts, the drool on your chin, your cockhungry expression.

"seems as though she's spent, sukuna. we should let her rest, she couldn't possibly cum for me now." nanami's tone is even, indifferent, and it only makes you ache to be filled by him.

"n-no, i can keep going! i swear, mr. nanami."

you can't see it, but the look sukuna and nanami share is downright depraved.

neighbour!nanami who now has you in the living room, fucking you from the back, while sukuna takes your mouth.

neighbour!nanami who has his cock pressed deeper than you thought possible, and he doesn't have to move much while sukuna is ruthlessly taking your mouth.

you're so full, of cock, of cum, and when nanami slips his hand gently over your hip and finds your clit?

oh you're done for.

No one had ever asked him that before. To be technical - no one had ever asked him as directly as you did. Sure he remembered being offered but being so drunk in lust he forgo the offers.

Now here you were.

His newest fixation and the capture of his heart.

Looking at him with innocent yet inquisitive eyes - patiently waiting for his answer to your question.

“Can you fuck my tits please?”

Lewis was left floored. Yet the excitement tightened his core.

So of course his answer was yes.

Quickly, both of your clothes were stripped and your mouths were latched in a hungry battle of raging passion. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue stroked yours. The taste of him could never be enough and you searched for more and got it.

Lewis broke your kiss with a soft pop, his lips trailed down the curve of your jaw, nipping at the curve of your neck before dipping lower. He dragged his tongue down the valley of your collarbone, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt of your skin, then zeroed in on your big titties heaving with each breath. Those heavy things rose and fell, dark nipples peaked and begging surrounded by wide areolas that begged for his attention. The flesh soft and tender to touch but the nipples hard and begging for attention.

So Lewis latched onto one nipple first, sucking hard with a low grunt rumbling from his chest. His teeth graze the stiff bud as his tongue swirled around it in tight circles. You arched up, filling his mouth full of your tit, a sharp gasp left you as Lewis pulled more of your breast into his mouth, devouring it like he was starved.

His free hand came to your neglected breast, his fingers stroking and twisting your nipple in slow patterns while his tongue happily kept at the bud until it was hard and swollen in your mouth.

“Mmmph,” he hummed against your flesh, vibration shooting straight to your nipple as he switched sides, licking a broad stripe across the underside of your other breast before sucking that nipple just as deeply too.

Lewis grabbed both of your breasts into his large hands - his fingers sinking into the softness, the flesh overflowing through his fingers. A deep hunger shadowing him as a growl vibrated through your flesh as he sucked on you harder. Holding onto them like handlebars, he pulled you closer, kneading and rolling the weight in his palms.

Your arousal could not be contained - it trailed down your legs, dampening your thighs the more he sucked on your breasts. His fingernails dug into the tissue just enough to leave faint marks - a sign of his unravelled desire consuming his senses.

“Fuck, sweetheart.” Lewis slapped your tits together, his heavy hands causing them to jiggle and bounce before he buried his face right in the deep valley between them. He rubbed his face against the warm, pillowy skin, inhaling your scent - worn out vanilla and hints of caramel underneath - Lewis nuzzled his face deep like a man possessed. Having you like this unlocked a side of him, he never knew that he had. Your eagerness to please had him unlocking the restraints he had placed upon himself.

You bit down on your lower lip, your eyelids drooping as you watched him feast on your chest. Your body twisting under the onslaught. Your fingers threaded through his braided hair, holding him there as he feasted whilst your hips bucked faintly upwards against his hardened dick.

“You like sucking on my titties, baby?” You purred, voice thick with lust, breathless, teasing. “I love the way you suck on them. Makes me feel so good.”

Lewis looked up and met your gaze, a wicked grin splitting on his face as he gave your breasts another squeeze, before pulling back and using his thumbs to circle your nipples. “Hell yes, baby. These titties perfect for me.” He growled back, slapping them with his heavy hand once more before he dived down on you again to suck one into his mouth.

Lewis couldn’t get enough of you. But he leant back, shifting his weight onto the hinges on his legs. His eyes were so dark with the unbridled passion he felt for you.

Finally, he swung his thigh over you to straddle your chest, his massive frame looming over you like a shadow. His broad shoulders and muscular arms flexed as he positioned himself. His knees dug into the mattress on either side of your chest as he softly lowered himself so that his warm and full, swollen balls settled against your sternum.

You couldn’t help eyeing his fat dick as it laid just in your eye sight. Your mouth salivated at the girthy shaft with pulsing veins snaking along its length, all the way up to the head and then flushed dark with a leaking steady bead of pre-cum trailing from his tip.

“Baby.” You whimpered - as you brought your tits together, closing up the cleavage, creating a tight passage. “Pour the oil on me and do it for me please.” You begged, your voice trailing on into desperation.

His eyes momentarily rolled to the back of his head as he poured the body oil on your chest and gripped the base of his dick. You rubbed the warm oil into your chest as he eagerly stroked himself. Once you were fully leathered in the oil, Lewis guided his dick down the depth between her cleavage.

The glistening soft flesh wrapped around him like a warm heavy-weighted blanket. Your skin was slick from the sweat, a sheen of perspiration dripping down this length making everything glide smooth as he placed his hands over yours and pressed your breasts together to encapsulate his dick in the plushiness of your flesh.

The first slow thrust of his hips moved forward, his hips rocked steady, sliding his veiny thickness through the tunnel of your cleavage - the tip emerging just shy of your chin while his balls dragged heavy, warm - across your sternum.

“Oh, fuck, yeah.” Lewis groaned, his voice low, accent heavier than normal as his heavy-lidded eyes bored down onto yours. As he steadily pumped, each glide smeared his pre-cum left a trail on your chest, mixing in with the oil to create a slippery friction that had him grunting deep in his throat.

Lewis’s fingers squeezed harder, both of your fingernails sinking into your flesh and sealing your tits like a vice to tighten the grip around his dick as he fucked forward, the head of his dick popping out at the top of each stroke. 

You tilted your head up, parting your lips and poking your tongue out to catch the tip of his dick every time he thrusted upward. You flicked your tongue in a quick and teasing manner, lapping at the beads of pre-cum that had welled up. You swirled your tongue around the broad head in lazy motions that made his hips stutter.

“Mmm, Lew.” You moaned softly, voice husky and breathless as you shifted beneath him.

“Your pre-cum taste so good. So needy and ready for me. Just how I like it.” You whispered before you sucked on the tip briefly when it crested again up into your mouth. But this time you hollowed your cheeks, sucking on him hard before releasing the swollen head with a wet plop.

Lewis’s moan rang out as you then flicked your tongue side to side across the sensitive underside of the head and then traced down the length of the vein that coursed blood through his fat dick.

“Put me back in-between.” He begged.

And you did, which caused him to bend forward in delicious agony.

“Mmm, fuck! Your tits are swallowing my dick like they were made for it.” Lewis rumbled, staring down at you with raw hunger. His thumbs pressed into the sides of your breasts to mold them firmer around him.

“This is what you wanted isn’t it? You wanted me to use you like this didn’t you!” His thrusts deepened, the slick sounds of skin on skin filled the bedroom - schlick, schlick - loud as his balls slapped against your bouncing flesh with every push of his hips.

“I did. I can’t believe you let me dirty you like this. You’re so soft, baby…mmm…big fuckin’ tits feel good on this fuckin’ dick.” He rambled as his eyes eyes rolled to the back of his head. However, Lewis’s mouth could not be stopped.

“Fuuuuccckkk, sweetheart! You knew that this would ruin me didn’t you? Got ‘em huggin’ me tight, makin’ this dick feel good in all this meat.” His voice dropped an octave, his words tumbling nastier than before between heavy breathes.

“You wanted me to fuck your tits because you’re a nasty slut who wants me to paint your skin with my cum.” You nodded your head - no words needed to be exchanged because that is exactly what you wanted.

Lewis kept the pace building, hips rolling in a steady grind, harder and faster. One of his hands released your breast to brace on the headboard above you for leverage. You quickly took over, bringing back the tightness as he drove forward harder.

Both of your hands were holding your chest firm, kneading your breasts rough and squeezing tight as Lewis watched his shaft disappear and reappear, glistening more with each pass. Your tongue worked overtime - swirling around the frenulum in long strokes to make him hiss, then darting out to trace the ridge before sucking greedily at his slit. 

“I love the way you look like you’re about to lose it. Keep fucking my tits just like that. I want you to. Please baby.”  

Lewis mumbled underneath his breath as he of the headboard and tangled his hands into your hair, anchoring himself as he angled his thrusts to feed you more of his tip as his balls tightening against her skin with the building pressure. 

Lost in his senses, he brought your head up more - straining your neck to feel both your tits and your mouth on his appendage as he worked himself into a frenzy.

“Keep your mouth sucking on me just like that.”

Lewis moaned as his pace quickened so much that the bed creaked under the weight of the both of you. He lost himself in the sight of his lover beneath him, tongue lashing and breasts bouncing with every forceful glide - pleasuring him with every inch of your body.

“You want this cum all over you sweetheart?” Lewis rasped, his voice rough and thick as his hips stilled as he held your gaze. One hand held your head still but you could feel his dick twitch in between the flesh of your cleavage.

Your eyes lit up with glee. Teasing, your tongue darted out to grab the last teasing lick along the underside of h before you nodded your head eagerly.

“Cum all over me baby. I want it.” You whimpered against him, this muskiness of his manhood making your mouth pool with spit. Hungry for more. His movements became more frantic as the knot in his stomach tightened. You watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his mouth fell into a silent scream.

He erupted.

All over your chest and some landing on your mouth and chin. You giggled as his orgasm prolonged and his hips staggered until he whimpered over, bracing himself against the headboard.

“Fucking hell gorgeous, you took the life out of me.” He mumbled through deep breaths. He looked down at you just as you were licking the remnants he had left on your bottom lip.

“Well I’m glad you liked it.” You looked up at him, still lustful, still seductive. You were not done with him yet and Lewis knew it. Re-positioning himself until his face was hovering above yours.

“You’re not done with me yet are you?” He whispered, wiping the rest of his cum on your face and pushing it into your mouth. You moaned as you sucked his fingers clean. He pulled out his fingers and you held onto his wrist and kissed the inside of it.

“Not by a longshot baby boy.” You replied before you moved up and closed the gap between the both of you and captured his lips. He could taste himself and caused him to get hard again.

Yeah … the night was just beginning.