#!incest

you couldnt really blame tooru; having a new woman replace his mother wasnt the ideal situation, especially when youre is only a few years older than him. but you didn’t expect to be verbally abused on a daily basis by the younger man even in front of his father. your husband always did his best to console you and to be patient with him, he didnt like seeing his little wife cry over the meddling situation.

tensions grew each day whenever you two were in vicinity of each other with you trying to be kind to him and him returning a cold gaze and bitter words. there wasn’t much left for you to do without your husband around to stand up for you.

“i-i’m sorry tooru, would you like me to make you something else?” you stumble over your words making him scoff at you pathetic frame recoiling away from him. your plump bottom lip wobbles as you scrunch your nose to stop your sniffling. he scoffs, walking towards you with heavy footsteps.

his comes into contact with your cheek, but with a certain tenderness you weren’t expecting from him. instead of a harsh smack to the cheek you felt his finger slip under your chin to make you look up at him. you wide, glossy eyes blink up at him with noticable bags under your eyes. his attitude has been keeping you up at night, trying to figure out how you can win you over.

“jeez you look absolutely filthy like this, looks like you’ve been railed.” tooru scoffs in your face, scooting towards you to press you against the cold kitchen countertop. you wince and burn bright over the lewd statement.

“is this what tou-san sees? you’re always so loud, can hear you everytime he fucks you.” he laughs as you try to push him away, trying your hardest to hode the fact the degradation was igniting a heat in your core. his hands slap your pushy hands away, hitching you up to sit on the marble counter.

“t-tooru you need to st-stop, it’s inappropriate!” you gasp as you felt his bulge through his sweats, pressing up against your satin shorts.

“cmon it’s only fair for me to use this pussy. you made shitty dinner and i already can feel you getting wet through your shorts and panties. ha! wonder what tou-san would do if he knew he had a whore of a wife.”

you cry, tears streaming across your apple red cheeks as he grinds up against you. his mouth was quick to attach to the exposed skin on your neck, nipping and sucking to pull strings of whines out of your mouth. out of instinct your arms wrap around his neck and legs hooking around his waist, only to pull him closer.

his hands ghost towards you tiny shorts, pulling them down along with your soaked panties then taking his time to unbutton the matching top. he hunches over to latch onto a nipple, suckling and nipping the sensitive bud - all while his left hand rubs through the folds of your cunny.

“you’re already so wet, sucking up my fingers so eagerly. don’t think you need any prep, yeah?” his question was rhetorical, not listenting to your panicked please as his messily shoves his pants down. his cock stood proudly, making you tremble in fear that he wasn’t joking about not prep. the angry tip nudges your tightening hole, only to slip and bump your clit. you jolt and grip onto him tighter in fear.

“t-tooru you can’t! it’ll hurt too much, p-please at least a little prep.” you babble out, choking on your you spit and tears. he groans and aggresively pushes you down to lay you flat on the countertop, one hand going to grip your throat to keep you quiet. your breath hitches as his slender fingers wrap around your neck, your hands only being able to cling to his wrist.

it takes a little more force to get tooru to push in due to lack of prep, but once he slips his dick in, it rips a silent scream from your throat. he hisses at how tight you clench around him, only tempting him to push in without waiting for your approval. but though the pain pulses through your body, your mind was clouded with the overwhelming pleasure tooru was drowning you in.

he forces himself in till he’s balls deep, barely brushing up against your cervix. he stares down at your botched face, eyes crossed while your tears stained your cheeks. he laughs as he lets go of your throat, slipping his fingers into your gaping mouth. you instantly suckle on his fingers, moaning as his thrusts start to pick up.

“so this is the only thing you’re good for?” tooru moans, balls slapping hard against your ass with every thrust. “you’re a better fuck doll than a mother, maybe you should just be my cum dump from now on. you’re useless in any other context.”

he laughs at your nodding, realizing how dumb he has turned you on his cock. it doesn’t take long either to see a white transparent ring form around the base of his dick with every thrust.

the fingers that were once occupying your mouth flee to throw your legs over his shoulders, folding you in half. you squeal out pathetically as he drills his cock deeper into you, tempo growing sloppier with every passing second.

before you can warn him that you were cumming, you clamp around him making his hips stutter. he groans as he feels the walls of your pussy pulse around him, emptying his load into you as you came hard.

realization of the situation hits you, causing tears of embarrassment trickle from your eyes. tooru huffs and pushes his bangs back from his forehead. once he pulls out, you hear the cum dripping out of you and hit the tiled floor. tooru groans in disappointment, slapping your sensitive clit as punishment for making a mess. you wince and clamp your legs to keep him from further on the punishment.

“now be a good mom for once and clean this shit up, make some better dinner, too.”

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today, you were going to visit hajime’s apartment to hang out since you thought your brother was busy with other things. both of you siblings have the key to his apartment after a lot of begging so you walk in on yourself. you let out a small tadaima to let iwa know that you were here. you didn’t hear a response though, but you saw his shoes so he must still be home, and tooru’s shoes. absolutely confused, you walk deeper into the apartment to go find them. then your heart drops when you see the bedroom door open and hear the obvious sound of kissing. your mind was racing with what may be happening but you want to check to make sure you were wrong. 

you peaked in, seeing what you dreaded the most. tooru was straddled above hajime, hands cuffing the shorter man’s cheek. iwaizumi’s hands were traveling up tooru’s thighs, gripping the muscle. you truly did think you had a chance; hajime always pats your head and teases you in such a flirting way all through your childhood and even after high school. a hiccup escapes your lips, covering your mouth as both boys pull away to turn at you. tears were dripping down your cheeks as you started to run away. before you could slip your shoes on and get out of the house, iwaizumi’s big hand grabs your smaller wrist and pulls you into his chest. 

“hajime let me-.” before you can finish your sentence, hajime pulls you into a soft kiss. fat tears still trickle down your cheek as you melted into the kiss, gripping onto his shirt. you whine softly as your knees go weak, not noticing your brother sneaking behind iwaizumi to kiss his neck needily. of course both of you, being oikawas, were needy and always begged for iwa’s attention no matter how old you three were. this was no different, hajime pulled away from you to kiss your brother causing you to pout, nipping at his neck. he chuckles a bit into tooru’s mouth and gives both of you a firm smack on the ass. both of you huff and glare at each other as you both were pushed to your knees by hajime. the both of you kneeled in front of him, eyes lighting up when his cock springs free from his boxers. you got your hand on his dick first, but tooru got his mouth on first. before you can complain, tooru was already caught gagging around hajime’s cock. this gives you the perfect opportunity to suck on his base.

hajime groans, running his hands through both of your hair as he fucks into your brother’s mouth. and as the kind brother he is, tooru moves out of the way for your so you can try and take him into his mouth. you moan as you swirl your tongue around iwa’s tip, gagging around his cock as you swallowed him off. his groan got louder and tooru glares at you as you felt victorious. 

“cmere, tooru.” hajime mumbles and keeps you working at his cock. tooru clings to him as hajime pushes his fingers passed his lips, watching the pretty boy suck on his fingers and lather his digit with spit. once hajime was happy with tooru’s work, he takes you two back to the bedroom. all three of you rush to take off your clothes and hop in bed, one oikawa on each side of hajime. 

he gets you two back at sucking his cock, while he fingers both of you. the both of you gasp at the sudden intrusion, hajime chuckling at the both of you rutting back on his thick fingers. “look at you two, such little whore for me.” he smirks and curls his fingers. “go on, if you two can share my cock to easily, share a little kiss for me won’t you.”

the both of you pull off and whimper, both of your eyes glassy. tooru leans in first and kisses you over iwa’s dick, trading spit with you. you two were eating up each other’s moans, sucking on each other’s tongues. and as you two pulled away, the spit trailing from each other’s lip dribbles down onto hajime’s tip. the both of you pump hajime’s dick together with your hands, moaning when cum covers both of your faces. iwaizumi moans and quickens his fingers, watching both of you lurch forward and hold on to each others hands. 

“i-iwa chan, ‘m gonna make a mess, p-please slow down.” you beg but it was too late, you were already clamping down on his fingers, squirting all over the sheets behind you. tooru pants and jerks himself off to get off faster. he cums onto the sheet with choked moans and finally collapsing onto the bed. 

all tree of you huff and the two oikawas snuggle into hajime’s side. it was a comfortable silence as you caught your breath, relaxing into iwaizumis chest. you open your eyes to make eye contact with you brother. the both of you glare at each other, but then cut off as iwa pinches the both of you. “no fighting now. we got round two coming up.” hajime mutters, instantly shutting down your glare battle. 

buy me boba?

“little slut, trying to sneak out to go to some party? gonna fuck some dumb frat boy while you have daddy here to take care of you.” hajime huffs and grabs your cheeks, opening your mouth to slip his cock into your soaking mouth. the weight of his dick rested on your tongue, slowly sinking down your throat.

you whimper and press the front of your panties against his foot, gagging around his length. hajime’s rough hands cradled your head as he starts to thrust, no matter how much you gag around him he kept thrusting. your glittery pink lipgloss smears on your cheek with every thrust and eyes watering. the mascara dribbles down your cheeks along with tears.

you try to relax your throat, eyes rolling back with your small fist gripping onto his thich thighs. it was too painful though, pulling off to cough and cry out. though you beg him to stop and babbling apologies, your hips grind down on his foot to seek your pleasure.

“damn whore, open your mouth for daddy. this is your punishment.” hajime lands a hard slap on your cheek, watching you sob and open your mouth once more. your tongue sticks out letting him rub his tip on it.

osamu had a frim grip on your ankles to hold your legs up while atsumu had his hand on your wrist above your head. you sob loud, begging for them to let you go and for rintarou to stop abusing your poor cunt.

“jesus christ, shes milking me.” rin hisses and chuckles, the twins laughing along with him. you try your hardest to scream and squirm away, but atsumu slaps a hand over your mouth. he dips his middle finger into your mouth, watchin you gag and drool around his finger.

“you lil cock slut, look at you cream around him.” osamu laughs as he speads your legs, only making suna theust deeper into you sloppy pussy. sobs wrack through your whole body, flinching when rin circles your pulsing clit. your eyes roll back as a white translucent ring forms around the base of suna’s dick.

“i’ll give you more after this.” osamu coos softly

“yer always so good when we’re alone, why so bratty now, princess?” atsumu pressing your back against his chest, spreading your legs so osamu can slot himself between your legs. you hiccup in embarrassment, shaking your head as osamu licks up your dripping cunny.

you try to shove his head away, but the blonde is already holding your wrists in one hand. you whine and moan, grinding down as well as trying to pull away.

“see ya want this, princess. acting like ya dont like the lil brat ya are. let uncle osamu have a good taste of you.” atsumu growls in your ear, making you go limp in submission. all you could do is moan and weakly hump you hips pathetically on his tongue.

osamu moans and grips your thighs, most likely to leave bruises behind. your tongue drops out of your moans, drool dripping down your chin. your eyes roll back when osamu sucks on your throbbing clit.

shinsuke was way too overbearing growing up, insisting that no one is good enough for you except him - he took your first kiss, first time, first everything. no one can be as amazing as nii chan, especially suna. it broke your heart that he never let you take your chance with suna, but you must be obedient.

on rin’s birthday, he made his way to visit the farm house, making you flustered as you open the door to greet him inside. his hand rests on the top or your head, leaning in for a gentle kiss. shock flows through you when you feel his lips press against yours. he presses you against the wall while one hand closes the front door.

his lips leaves yours and kisses down to your neck, gently nibbling and sucking. your hands grip his hair, eyes bubbling with tears from the overwhelming feeling of your emotions. this must be a dream.

“you used to be so impatient, suna.”

your eyes shoot open and look over at shinsuke, trying to push suna off but all he does he push closer to you.

“i didn’t want to waste no time. wanna get as much use as i can with my present.” rintarou mumbles into your neck, leaving you in confusion. but your mind goes blank as he lifts you up.

you couldnt make out what the two men were saying, rutting against rintarou as you panties start to soak in arousal. rintarou follows shinsuke to the bedroom, tossing you on the bed. you squeal as he flips you over on your hands and knees, facing the chair where shin-nii sits.

a hand flips your skirt up, rubbing at the front of you soaked panties. you whine and press back against his fingers, keeping eye contact with shinsuke. rintarou pushes your panties to the side and sinks a finger in, groaning.

“she’s already loose? such a whore. ive been waiting long enough for this.” rin chuckles and presses another knuckle in.