ultraaamads 🐾

the idea shocked you at first? threesome with armin? the that can’t even handle is own liquor at parties? right… but here you still are, maw wide open as armin shoved another inch into it.

“j-jesus…” he stuttered, biting down on his plush kiss swollen lip from how many times eren had kissed him, head thrown back as he continued to gently shove inch after inch of his well thick cock into your open and waiting mouth allll the way deep into your throat, sure to make it raw despite how gentle he was being with you.

eren’s was loud, palpable almost as he groaned from the clench you spasmed around his cock, looking up from your pretty pussy to lean down, hips still pounding you senseless as he spoke into your ear, “oh, you like when armin fucks your mouth, hm? you like being shared like this?”

you nodded rapidly, making armin groan out once again as your throat took him deeper for the nth time, bringing his pale shaky hand to your hair to hold you to his sweaty pelvis, shoving his cock all the way from his base into your mouth again, you moaned eagerly, greed like as his hips moved faster.

“s-s-sorry, sweetheart— shit — i-i’m going to have to get.. rougher, this mouth is so-so.. sweet, fuuuckkk,” he whined, earning a chuckle from the man behind you, who was currently making sure that every inch of his cock was bullying its way to very little space in this pussy, paying her the attention she begged for with the way you were soaking around him.

“losing it, armin?” he teased, moving to place his hand on top of armin’s, now taking his eyes off your drooling cunt to see armins deep pleasure face.

“h-holy shit… ren.” he whimpered, “s-switch.. i gotta see if her pussy is as sweet as her mouth.”

“gladly.”

the two boys switched there position, eren now tapping his leaky tip on your nose, cheeks and lips, and armin, smoothing his large hands over a hand marks eren left on your ass.

“poor thing, eren’s to rough with you.” he mumbled, “let me fix it, pretty girl,” his fingers rolling off your ass down to slick, spreading you open to look at it all, earning a needy little whimper.

“i know, i know.. i’ll take care of it, sweetheart.”

the blonde gently started to press his tip into your cunt, a loud squelch leaving the area along with a tight clench around his tip, “armin..” you whined, looking over your shoulder at his sandy locs.

“focus up here, slut, keep that tongue out.” eren called out, moving your face to look at him again, tap tap taping his red angry tip onto that tongue, sliding it all over it, white beads of precum starting to cover the pink muscle.

the loud, pap, pap, could be heard from behind you, armins deep strokes that poked and prodded your gummy walls, not as rough as eren— he would never! but deep and hard, forcing him to hold your hips back so they wouldn’t run from his thrust.

“min…. fuck!” you cried before eren put his full cock down your throat, immediately pushing your head down allll the way to his base, your nose brushing against his curly hairs on it, tasting yourself on longgg tan length.

despite the gag and glob of spit you let out, you didn’t stop, tongue licking the underside of his cock, teasing the twitching veins and swallowing down more precum, every moan that you tried to let out vibrated around his tip, causing the long hair boy in front of you to groan.

“just like that, fuuckkk… such a good slut, keep going.” he praised.

armin’s little pants and deep whines and whimpers filled both your ears, skin on skin slapping back anytime he moved, this thumb working at a steady angle and fast space onto your clit.

“shit nnnghh!— your so tight, s’good for me, baby,” he panted, head thrown back in pleasure.

your cunt fluttered around him again, pulling another drop of precum around them, a thick white ring forming around his cock anytime he bottomed out.

eren wasn’t letting up ether, didn’t matter that you were starting to have tears in your eyes from how many times his cock tried to go deeper from it should, he wasn’t stopping, chasing his release.

your legs began to shake from the pleasure from both ends you were getting, if it wasn’t for eren’s dick down your throat you’ve would’ve been already crying out, the tight build in your stomach continued to form as armin fit that pretty perfect spot inside you, tip kissing your cerxiv wall each time with each innnnn and outttt.

“g-gonna cum..sweetheart your gonna make me cum!” he groaned, rubbing little circles into your hips, eren’s mocha eyes looking onto the ocean of armin’s.

he reached down to slow your hips from bouncing back, smirking as armin let a whiny moan in protest, “you wanna cum, min?” he teased.

“y-yes.”

“yes, what?”

“yes, eren.. please let me cum,” the words begrudging rolled off this tongue, cheeks burning deeply as he pleaded.

he gripped harder on your hips, eren’s hands covering them from moving until, he started to rock your hips back and forth into his best friends dick, watching the pleasure build on his face again.

“eren…” he moaned, trying to retake control of what he was having before he shushed him, “relax, you said you wanted to cum,” eren teased.

you were stupidly fucked down in the middle of there… bromance while eren’s sticky salty tip still lodged deep into your throat, all you could do was suck, hollowing out your cheeks.

“fuckk, there you go baby… look so pretty with my dick between your lips.”

the build of your climax started to overwhelm, tears finally falling down your cheeks as muffled moans spilled from your maw.

then finally, you felt it, eren dick twitch in your mouth before you heard him groan, “m’cumming..”

the long ropes of white heat started to flow into your mouth, overfilling the cavity of your maw, throat budging as you slurpppedd it down, your climax rolling riight out of you with the over sensation.

armin followed right after, shoving himself all the way to your cervix, letting out a deep whimper as he shakily and shallow thrusted, pulling out slowly and letting his now dribbling cock sit on you ass cheeks.

“there you go, min, didn’t that feel good?” he spoke, gently caressing your scalp as you started to swallow his seed.

“mhm.”

eren pulled his dick out of your maw with a squelch, spit covering every surface of it before he rolled onto his back, pulling you onto him, your ass meeting his chest as he spread your legs, knees over his wrists.

his fingers trailed down to your swollen bud, circling it to get a little cry out of you before speaking, “look at all that mess you made, min.”

eren used two of his fingers to spread you open, watching the heaps of cum roll down onto his stomach as you twitched in his hold, eyes on armin as he stared down at your filled pussy, flush spreading on his face.

“oh my—“ eren shushed him in his tracks, rolling his fingers down to push back some of the cum into your hole again, smirking as your head fell back at the fullness, he motioned to how easy you fell apart from a few measly fingers.

“rennn..” you slurred, cockdrunk and overstuffed by his fingers.

“cmere, armin, come lick this off my fingers,” just as quickly as he shoved them into your pulse walls he drawled them out, bringing them up to the blondes lips.

armin opened hesitantly, the first nervous lick of tasting the mix of you and him on his fingers before he started to lap, swirling his tongue over the design of eren’s finger tips, anything to please his best friend.

“taste good, don’t ya’?” he teased, shoving his fingers into his friends pallet with choked whimper from armin, in which he responded with an eager ‘mmmm!’

ᴄᴏɴɴɪᴇ ꜱᴘʀɪɴɢᴇʀ + ᴊᴇᴀɴ ᴋʀɪꜱᴛᴇɪɴ

at first this little idea seemed totally crazy to you, connie and jean , your friends for years had proposed a porno plan to you to let them take you to ‘paris’ in y’all’s shared apartment when sasha was gone.

at first you were skeptical.. connie the dumbass and jean the sore looser lover boy.. both fuck you, but as you started to dwell on such idea you couldn’t help but start to get turned on at the idea.

you decided to take this to plan, fine. try it once, see how good your best friends dick could be.

both men were ecstatic, once you gave in, wasting no time to fuck you into a cock drunk slut by the end of the night.

you laid limp on connie’s bed, sheets a mess from gripping them every time jean somehow stretched you further onto his dick this night, leaving your pussy sensitive and sweet for the overgrown buzz cut that was spreading your legs wider to taste the mess he left.

as his dark eyes met the super soaker of a pussy he smirked, gently rubbing your shaking legs from the climax you just faced.

“still sooo soaked, mama.. i thought you’ve passed out by now,” he cooed, laying a gentle kiss onto your overwhelmed clit.

jean pulled your upper half into his lap, positioning you so that he was holding your overstimulated limp body up.

“you can take a little bit more, right? this pussy is telling me you can..” jean muttered into your skin, fingers trailing down to your swollen lips to part them, running his thick digits around your puffy cunt, pushing the mixture of both men’s cum back inside it with a squelch.

“yes, i-i can..”

connie gray tuffs of hair rubbed against your thighs as he smirked up at you, taking his eyes off the clenching cunt in front of him, whom was currently squeezing around jeans fingers.

“good girl… i was hoping that you wouldn’t tap out from two rounds, i still wanna play with this pretty pussy,” he chuckled, lowering his head back down to flick your clit again, watching you squirm before jean held you in place again.

“relax, girl, you want us to make you feel good, right?” he muttered before kissing your forehead “want us to make you dumb on just our fingers, hmm?”

you gave a weak nod, letting your head fall back onto the mullet man’s shoulders as his best friend started to lap at the cum spilling out of you, slurping sounds and lewd wet tongue flicks filled the room.

jean didn’t stop while connie slurped at your pussy, his fingers worked in you slowly, pulling and pushing in deep, keeping you spread enough that connie could lick between them and get another slow lap.

your needy whimpers filled the air at the dual stimulation, hips jerking back and forth against connie’s tongue and face.

“needy girl, you need another orgasm, hm? getting a bit greedy aren’t you, ma?” he muttered against your pussy, eyes trailing back up to look at the slutty expression on your face.

“connie, don’t tease our greedy girl y’know she’s spoiled..” jean purred.

he chuckled at that, leaning back down and slapping the inside of your thigh, “spread wider, baby, i gotta spoil this pussy properly.”

jean helped you spread wider with the lift of his free hand, holding one of your legs to your chest while the other stayed on top of connie’s shoulder.

connie licked up your slit again, watching your face form into a ‘o’ from the sensation, as he continued jeans thumb gently rolled your clit around, curling his other two digits deeeppp into that swollen hole.

his two fingers poked and prodded inside you, softly rubbing against that gummy spot inside you, applying light smooches to your cervix, extracting cries and whimpers from you.

a loud slurp could be heard from connie, forcing your hand to come down hard into his hair to pull him closer, a plead without saying words for him to not stop his sloppy tongue on your cunt.

your legs twitched weakly by connie’s head, puffy walls started to contract on jeans fingers, your needy cries turning into full on overstimulated sobs as you continued to rock yourself on mixture of jeans fingers and connie’s tongue.

“atta girl, use us correctly… your so close, aren’t you?” jean mumbled right by your ear.

“please — hic — i w-wanna — need to!—“ a broken string of sobs left your throat, but your pleading didn’t go unnoticed by jean.

connie was too far lost in your pussy, not even lifting for air to even coax and comfort your shaking, sobbing body, more focused on making his favorite girl cum on his face.

jean rolled his eyes at his antics, before rubbing the side of your cheek, wiping away tears from overwhelming build of the hard climax waiting to come down (pun intended).

“does my sweet girl want to cum? are we making you feel too good, losing your mind, sweetheart?” he teased, kissing down your neck with a smile.

“pleasepleaseplease!”

another flic of connie’s tongue made you cry out, hips shuttering onto his face as it finally drew you over, orgasm crashing over you so hard that your vision whitened at the edges.

jeans fingers helped you ride out the brain numbing pleasure as connie licked his lips clean, rubbing the side of your thigh.

“poor girl, you made a mess,” he teased, wiping his chin and bottom half of his face with the back of his hand, leaning back down to lick the leftover ecstasy on your thighs.

“stop teasing her connie, she’s shaking like a baby dear,” he rubbed your inner thigh to try and calm you down.

connie slowly stood up, smirking before pressing another teasing kiss to your clit, “alright, let’s get you cleaned up ma..”

ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏ + ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ ɢᴇᴛᴏ

the whole class had went out for drinks after a successful mission, you included, once again you found yourself talking to the two at the bar.

you should’ve known better when shoko left you alone at a bar, you should’ve know better than to stare at the two clearly infatuated men who kept eye fucking you, and you should’ve stopped flirting with them.

in a matter of less than thirty minutes they drove you back to their shared apartment, sat you right on their couch and began the onslaught torture that they call foreplay.

you’re sat in gojo’s lap, lips locked with his plush soft ones, hands gripping the back of your ass as he rocked you over the bulge in his pants, which did nothing to hide how thick he was.

his lips locked with your own as he continued to slowly move you back and forth, watching you tremble everytime his clothed slit of his cockhead caught onto your clit, only to pass your tingling lips to his friend the moment he let go, tongue sliding in and out of your maw.

every time you gasped geto’s tongue found its way to the sweet spot of your mouth, saliva string holding the two of you together as intense gaze held deep before letting go of your face and squished cheeks.

he looked at his dazed friend who some how was flushed from the site of geto tonging you down, made the long strand man smirk.

“i can share, satoru,” he leaned down to push you between both of their thick chest as he started to kiss satoru lips.

his hands faltered on your moving hips as he let out a needy moan against geto’s lips, hips bucking upwards to chase the heat that he couldn’t focus on anymore, to busy sliding his own tongue against his best friends.

another little whimper left your lips as his hips bucked again, dick pressing against your ruined panties, the noise made geto stop to speak.

“satoru, your toying with her,” geto called out, whom stood behind both of you bodies on the couch, staring at the damp spot on your panties, dress rolled up to your hips.

“she likes it—“ he moved his fingers to press on the slick, drawing a needy moan from your maw. “—see?” he smirked.

geto rolled his eyes at his friends cocky smirk and chuckle, leaning down to start to kiss and nip at the cavity of your neck, hands moving to grab your clothed breast.

satoru took that as is cue to go back to kissing that needy mouth, chasing those lips that were to busy letting out little gaps and small moans from getos sensation.

the dark haired man rolled his finger over your nipples, pinching the peak to watch you arch into his lighter hair counterpart body, making him chuckle.

“can you take both of our cocks, baby?” satoru pulled back to speak, fingers trailing from there planted spot on your ass to rub the slick fabric back and forth, letting it catch on your clit over and over.

“w-what?”

“we haven’t even started yet, don’t tell me your going dumb already..” he chuckled, sliding the black lace to the side to bring his long fingers to slide up and down those soaked lips.

getos clothes cock was right against your ass, so close and stuck between the two of them as satoru explored that soaked pussy.

geto hand moved from your over sensitive nipple to guide satorus fingers into your weeping hole, “sooo wet, princess,” he cooed.

you whined in response, finger tips prodding your hole as both of their two fingers entered you, stretch was dizzying as another whiny mess of a moan left your lips.

the slick sounds of each set of two fingers filled the living room, satorus thumb rubbing your clit while geto moved his two other fingers with his in and out of that hole, each little drop of honey slick decorated his pale fingers nicely.

“i’ll ask my question again, can you fit both of our cocks, baby, or do we have to make them fit?” he drawled, watching the way your eyes rolled back in blissed out pleasure.

“yes—yesyes, i can!”

“good, start with geto’s, fuck yourself onto him to be ready for my dick.”

geto helped slide down your panties to your ankles, the sound of his belt unbuckling followed a drawl of his zipper and heavy cock springing onto the flush of your ass.

“breath in, sweetheart, your going to take it alll.”

satoru lifted your ass up, letting your head fall onto his broad shoulder as his friend held down to the lower half of your back, arching as he slid his heavy cock head between your folds, whimpers and whines feeding his overwhelming string of precum rolling onto the surrounding area of your pussy.

the stretch as his leaking cockhead slid in eagerly, forcing you into his friends warm chest as white haired man lifted your ass up.. down, up.. down, up and down again onto geto’s greedy cock.

geto’s thrust met the clap of your ass each time, skin on skin hitting so heavy that it started to flush.

“getooo!” you sobbed into satoru’s shoulder, nails clawing at the disheveled clothed top of his jujutsu uniform, “s-so big!”

“sweet girl, you promised you take us both,” geto tutted, moving his pale long fingers over satoru’s hands to keep you still as his cock explored your greedy hole.

the deep pap! pap! pap! that was his dick hitting the gummy walls of every crevice of your pussy was pure bliss, eyes rolling back as his tip kissed the soft spot soo deep and so hard to your cervix.

satoru’s thumb and fingers played with your clit, rolling and flicking the over sensitive pleasure filled bud until it was swollen and throbbing, his mouth greedily sucked your hardened peak of you nipples to overwhelm every sense you had.

a mixture of both names played on your lips over and over as the duel sensation sent a tingly feeling in your spine, toe curling overstimulation from both men.

“shhh, sweetheart, we have neighbors you know,” geto cooed, coming to a torturous stop as the gummy spot in your walls clenched around him, making him wince.

he tutted before slapping the fat of your ass, legs twitching as the stingy feeling, “you’re going to cum, huh? without saturo… so rude.”

“sucha’ naughty girl, won’t let me in on any of the fun?” satoru grinned, the sound of his zipper loud in the room, cock springing out in front of your trapped body.

your mouth gapped open at the site of his huge cock head, tip flushed and angry, precum dripping down the pale shaft onto the frosty bunch of stands connecting his body.

"lift your hips for me, you got a lot to take," he chuckled, lightly tapping your thighs.

suguru helps lift your hips and body as his 'friends' cock slides in against his own into your pulsing pussy, stretch unbearable from taking both of their heavy dicks to the depths of cervix.

the rymth that both of the started was maddening, couch underneath you creaking at the shared weight, sounds of skin slapping filling the room as they both pound into that hole.

your eyes rolled back helplessly at the full feeling, drool rolling down your chin while your brain turns off any other feeling but pleasure and a satisfying need to cum.

"awhhh, are we fucking you dumb? you like taking two dicks like this? you love this, hmm?" satoru grabs the fat of your face to make him look at his face, watching the little babbles and pleads that flowed out of your plush lips on your squished out blissed face.

suguru let out a barely held laugh, meeting satoru’s dick once again as it hit back into your tight pussy, “answer satoru or we stop, darling.”

“yes!” you babbled, walls pulling both of them deeper with shared groan from both men, clench so tight it made suguru wince.

"shit... your going to make me cum," the long haired man behind you groaned, thrust turning sloppy.

satoru was slowly following up right after surugu, the room filling with the mixture of both the men's names on your lips between each sob from pleasure you were letting out.

your climax came with hard down with your vision whiting as you fell into snowy haired man in front of you, nails clawing into his broad shoulders as you formed a frothy ring between both dicks still inside you.

satoru lips parted with a barely concealed mixture of groans and moans, head falling back as he slams your overstimulated pussy on both of their lengths.

your babbles and pleads turned on death ears as they both pounded into you, "s-so close... fuck! m'cumming.. ohhh shit!" his head fell back onto the hard back of the couch, long white ropes filling inside deep of your pussy, walls squeezing both of their cockheads tight.

suguru hands grip your hips tighter as he follows right after, biting down on his plush lips hard as his cock twitched at the hilt of your pussy, watching the cum drip alll the way down onto the fat of your thighs, porcelain ropes staining to the skin.

the room was filled with both of the men’s shared pants and your sniffles from sobbing, satoru rubbing on your twitching clit slowed as suguru shushed your little hiccups from crying.

“sucha’ good slut..” he smirked, “can you go again, puppy?”

ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ + ɪɴᴏ ᴋᴜᴍᴀɪɴᴏ

you had been teasing ino for weeks since joining jujutsu tech, flashing him by swearing your ‘cursed energy’ broke the buttons on your uniform.

or when you write scandalous notes on the back his papers while gojo is teaching, forcing him to excuse himself to the bathroom so that he doesn’t cum his pants.

or even that one time where you got mad at him and shoved his mask over his face so that you couldn’t ’see his shitty face’, it turned him on bad, and he couldn’t help it.

the new special grade had been burned deep into his mind, deeper than the need to get nanami’s recognition and recommendation, he couldn’t take it much longer before he came himself in class from your senseless teasing.

he already had enough balls to ask you to be his girlfriend, but he didn’t expect this torture to develop by your freakish self getting to comfortable with him.

his exhibitionist of a girlfriend was getting on the tip of his nerves in the best way possible, and today was no different, he was so beyond aching hard.

ino needed to take his mind off you so instead he went to go get a coffee, bring it to nanami to try and start some small talk that would end with him begging for a his recommendation.

that’s when he found you, in nanami’s office, doing good knows what other than to be here to tease him.

not today.

his control snapped the moment he saw your face, pushing you hard onto nanami’s desk with no remorse nor care for the unlocked door, and immediately kissing you hard.

he could barely contain himself as your legs wrapped around his hips, creating a safe heaven inside your pussy which he wouldn’t pull out of even if he tried.

“fuckin’ god.. you’re such a s-slut,” he groaned, lips above your parted ones that were trying their best to hold in moans.

his thrust shook the desk slightly, soo far gone and deep inside you that their was no point and running, especially not with the way he was exploding you with no mercy, watching your face twist and turn with a pleasure filled bliss.

his hands squeezed deep on your thighs as he continued to pound into the sweetest spot inside you, pelvis hitting against your clit in the most sweet way, causing your pussy to clench and drool around him.

he winced into your shoulder, moving one of his hands to cover your mouth as you moans started to get louder, “shhhh, baby, we don’t wanna get caught—“

“caught by whom, ino,” the brooding voice nanami cut through both of y’alls pleasure, his thrust stopping as quick as possible, leaving you to let out a needy whine against his palm.

“s-sir i’m so sorry, i can’t believe this went this far—“

kento held up a hand to silence him, walking in deeper to the room and gently kicking the door shut behind him, locking it and standing by it.

“no, no, i’ve seen what that… brat has been doing to you all week, please continue,”

“mr. nanami, are you s-sure? you won’t report me to the higher ups for public indecency?”

“nope,” he popped the ‘p’, walking closer to his desk, looking at the forgotten coffee that sat at the edge of it.

“i think this brat is enjoying this a little to much, shall we fix that, ino?”

you slowly sat up on your elbows, looking around as ino held back a smirk of agreement, pulling out with a wet pop.

“inoo! what the fuck—“

he shook his head, teeth still biting down on his shit eating grin.

“ino, as your mentor i never thought i would have to teach you how to do something on this level, but i can’t stand to see you be so unskilled in his measure,” he walked closer to you, rasing a brow at your pouty face before looking between the both of you to ask for silent permission.

once everyone was okay, he started to loosen his tie, wrapping it around his thick palm, “ino come hold your girlfriends legs for me,” he ordered, which the brunette followed with out question, holding your legs spread open.

kento’s hand stretched down to apply a hard smack to your clit, watching as you cried out and tried to jerk away from the sting.

“shhh, you can count, right, darling?” he muttered, voice soft and soothing compared to the way he was handling you.

you let a sheepish nod, “perfect, count as many times as i do this till I'm satisfied,” he chuckled.

the slaps continued, leaving your bud twitching and stinging from every harsh touch, the area becoming flush as he reeled another one back, hips jerking upwards to the to the pain.

“one…two! — fuck nnghh! — t-three, f-f-four..” you panted as the pleasures filled pain hit your lower half again, “s-seven..”

the sting started to bring tears to your eyes, but it also brought a tight coil deep in your lower tummy, a cry left your sniffling face as you started to climax, making kento pause, unreadable expression on his face.

“did ether of us say you can cum, darling?” he tutted, giving you a shamed look while your legs weakly twitched.

“my poor girl, you needed that, hmm?” ino mumbled, his softer touch and hand coming down to rub the stinging and pulsing bud like he could soothe it.

you whimpered as he started to touch you, kento slipping off his suit jacket and unbuttoning the few top buttons in his blue collared button up.

“ino, we don’t reward brats, that’s why she acts the way she does,” he scoffed, watching as ino pulled his hand away.

“r-right, ermmmm— who said you can cum, baby?”

“n-no one.. but i really needed too—“

ino shushed you, lifting you off the desk on wobbly legs before bending you over the edge, “i gotta punish you, baby, you know how to listen.” he muttered.

your pussy was on full display to both men, flushed and clenching around nothing, panties at you ankles while your skirt was tugged upwards.

kento walked behind you, moving his hand down towards your thighs, to gather some of mess you made on yourself, “do you deserve to be touched, sweetheart?”

you gave an eager nod, hips bucking into his hold before he slapped down on your ass hard, “don’t lie just because your needy,” he scoffed.

his thumb carefully spread your slick folds apart, rubbing that sensitive bud again before moving it back down to your weeping cunt, pushing the thick finger in with a smile, watching as you tried to buck away from the fullness.

“take what nanami gives you, baby, just like how you take what i give you,” ino walked to the front of you, pulling your head up by your hair, caressing your scalp

kento’s thumb poked and propped its self to the deepest spot of your pussy, wet squelch after squelch as he played with your misbehaving cunt.

you let out a loud moan, giving ino enough room to tap his own fingers in your mouth, feeling the wetness of your maw, he groaned.

“open wider, please,” he removed his fingers to replace it with his leaking cock head, tip red and angry as the precum tried to cool it down by running down his shaft.

you opened your mouth wider as the heavy object tapped on your mouth and tongue, only pushing in the tip so that he wouldn’t overwhelm your sweet heaven of a mouth, groaning anytime your tongue flicked against the underside of his tip.

you greedily moaned against him as kento’s other hand slapped your ass again, “focus on us both, sweetheart, or your not getting ether of us to fuck you,”

you let out a whimper around ino, rocking your hips back and forth on nanami’s thick thumb, clenching around him as it graced against your cervix, making your eyes whiten at the edges, muffled moans vibrating around ino’s heavy dick that you continued to greedily suck him.

“i think she wants to cum again,” he teased, leaning down to your ear to kiss the crown of it before he leaned down to your neck “am i right, darling?”

you gave him a eager nod, only for him to pull out his thumb, stopping all the pleasure before wrapping his tie the thickness of your thighs.

ino pulled out of your mouth, panting from the pleasure as he walked behind you, sliding his cock between your over sensitive pussy, tap, tap, tapping it on your slutty pussy.

“god, baby, you must really like this.. your dripping all over my dick,” he teased, pushing the tip in and out of you, watching as you clenched around him every time he tried to pull out.

“my greedy girl, you want this dick, don’t you?”

“yes, ino..” you whimpered, moving your hips over him again before he held them down

“then take it, allllll of it,” he began to push inside, moving his hand that was holding your hips down to the soft spot on your tummy where he was starting to make indent, giving you no time to adjust as he started pounding deep and hard against the desk.

the lewd sounds of mixture of you sobbing his name and the sound of him pounding your pussy in filled the office, all of his control had snapped hard, harder than his hips that wouldn’t let up.

his dick stretch you sooo good, making your eyes roll back and legs tremble, his hand didn’t even need to play with your clit, not with the way it rubbing against the desk in a perfect manor.

his hand stayed put on pushing on the heavy bulge in your tummy, the other one holding your head down to the desk, your maw drooling on the wood.

“pleasepleaseplease!” you didn’t even know what you were begging for, brain melting at the sheer force of him filling you up.

“your getting real loud, sweet girl, do i need to shove my cock in your mouth?” kento cooed, bulge huge in his slacks as he started to take it out, stroking the tan long shaft in front of your face.

ino panted behind you, watching the scene in front of him with a groan, head falling back as he give little to any mercy as he reached that soft spot in you, feeling you pulse and contract as his cock touched that gummy bliss over and over.

pap! pap! pap! filled the room along with both men’s barely concealed groans, “fuckkkk, i’m going to cum in this pussy, c-c-can i, baby, pleaseplease—“ he pleaded.

you couldn’t even respond to ino with the way kento was reaching his climax to, “open, sweet girl, i want you to swallow my cum,” he ordered.

your legs started to shake, attention from both ends made your toes point as you started to reach that point.

ino pushed down on your stomach again, and with a scream you came, gushing around his dick with a hard clench, he almost whimpered at the feeling.

“f-fuck, m’cumming, cumming—!” he groaned, removing his hand from your hair to hold your hips as he reached the hilt of your pussy, thick ropes spilling out deep into you, as his head fell forward, shallow thrust pushing it as deep as it could go, forming a white ring around his cock.

kento’s dick was lightly placed on your tongue as he started to cum, holding your jaw so that you would swallow it all with ease, a few drops getting on your chin and the desk that he would be happy to make you lick up.

he bit down on his lip to hold back any groans as he leaked into your mouth, cum flowing down your throat as you greedily swallowed more.

“s-shit you’re so good, baby, took me so well..” ino rubbed the red flesh on your ass from kento hitting it so hard earlier, panting hard.

This wasn’t new for your relationship, you on top touching your own body while he laid underneath like he had just hired a whore off the street to fuck him instead of his beautiful girlfriend in front of him.

It didn’t matter if you got tired or didn’t want to be on top this time, Naoya would persuade you each time to ride his mediocre dick once again.

“Hold it, okay, I-I’m really—“ the words died in your throat as quickly as tight clenching of your stomach faded with it feeling him begin to dump into your cunt, your hips stilled immediately in frustration. “—close…” You grumbled before sighing, accepting once again you wouldn’t be having an orgasm.

His groaned got muffled by him rolling his head into his stained pillows before he panted, his whole face flushed, legs trembling underneath you.

He smirked up at you, touching your cheek with his sweaty hand before rubbing his thumb on the apples of your upper cheek.

“You did great..” His smirk only grew.

“I told you to hold it, I was really close and now I have to get myself back too—“

He shushed you by rolling his eye's and scoffing, “since when does a girl cum before a man does? how many times do I have to explain to you that sex is for a man’s pleasure?” He shook his head in disbelief that he was even explaining this to you again.

“I know but I’m always doing the work, so I think I should be able to—“

“Able to what? You’re a girl, you’re supposed to please me as my girlfriend, maybe you should listen when I speak more instead of trying to convince me otherwise.” He sneered, lifting you up by your ass and dropping you onto the sheets next to you, mumbling a string of curses as he got up and started to look for his clothing.

You laid in his uncomfortable sheets, slowly sitting yourself up and pulling the covers up to your chest as he paced around to find his garments.

“Baby, maybe we could go another around?” You mumbled, knees being brought up to your chest as he started laughing, his head tilting back in loud rage of chuckles.

“Fuck no! I’ve have to help the rest of the frat set up for tonight’s party, do you think I have time to sit here and try to get you to cum? I don’t even really think it’s possible to get you to cum anyways with how difficult you are.” He shrugged, sliding on his sweatpants.

“It’s possible, I just think if we try more—“

He tossed you your shirt, the fabric laying in front of your covered feet as he raised an eyebrow.

“Why are you still sitting here? Didn’t I tell you I have plans?” He scoffed.

You let out a sigh and got up from his bed, snatching on your shirt before watching him walk towards his dorm door, the door opening as you bent over to grab your pants.

“Naoya! I’m still getting dressed!” You shrieked only to realize he was already down the hall, leaving the door open with your bare ass still out.

As you started to stand up straight you looked over your shoulder to only be greeted with.. Choso Kamo gaze staring into your open room.

His gaze drunk in the small shirt you were wearing, eyes ranking over your tits before they slowly spilled down to your bare cunt out for the world to see, he swallow thickly and began to flush before you could even say anything.

“What the fuck!” You ran over and shut the door quickly in his face, the slam echoing in the frat house.

“s-s-sorry! I was looking for Naoya! I-I-I didn’t know you were here!…” He called out from the door, wincing and grumbling something underneath his breath that you couldn’t hear from the closed door.

“Fuck off, Cho! Aren’t you supposed to dealing more drugs to our campus, make yourself useful and stay away from MY dorm room!” You yelled from the inside, scoffing as you heard the quick steps of his feet cowering away.

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Choso Kamo, the school dealer— at least one of best, known to have the best strands of weed better than any other, usually no one really approaches him unless it’s someone from his cliental, the loser in your journalism class who sit nexts to Saturo behind you in lecture.

You can’t even begin to understand how he made it to the frat house, he’s nothing like Sukuna, Satuor, or Toji… he’s quiet, easily embarrassed and you can’t even think of a time you seen him bring a girl back to his dorm, he’s so unlike all of them.

Maybe the thing that keeps that friend group all together is their hate for your ‘loving and respectful’ boyfriend.

Naoya Zenin, the sleezy manwhore whoses known to degrade women the moment they don’t give him what he wants, always caught at frat parties getting kicked out for messing with one of frat members girlfriends, at least that was before he somehow managed to convince you to date his sorry ass.

Now the only woman he disrespects in broad daylight is you! Yelling at you in hallways if your minute late to meet him, making you clean up after him like your one of his maids back at his house, or even worse when he makes you cry in public for dressing a way he didn’t like that day.

You swore you could change his ways, telling everyone in the frat house— or anyone for that matter that he loved you.

It was ridiculous watching the campus mean girl, practically a Regina copy and paste get dragged and thrown around like a worthless rag doll by her shitty boyfriend.

Choso hated seeing him do it, treat you like shit and somehow be rewarded with your sweet body every night laying in his gross moldy mattress? It drove him mad.

Choso’s dreamed at night of how he could burry himself into your pretty pussy until he was crying and whimpering, shaking from how good you would make him feel, how you’d probably shake as he ran his pierced bud of his tongue into your clenching hole, and don’t get him started on each time he’s sadly fisted his cock to your moans when Naoya couldn’t finish you off again, the gentle buzz of your vibratior could wake him up like a sleeper agent.

That’s the only time he’s been happy for thin walls in the frat-house, when he gets to hear each whine and whimper out of your barely concealed lips while he fists his cock to the sound.

Those thin walls are the same reason he knows Naoya is a shitty-cantmakehisowngirlfriendcum-asshole, hearing each argument where you try to change your lovers ways so that you get pleasure in sex as well, each argument failing miserably just like today.

As he got lost in his own thoughts as he stood in the frat kitchen, semi hard from seeing you bent over like that earlier, Toji and Gojo walked into the kitchen, laughing about whatever.

“What’s so funny?..” He quietly quirked, now adjusting his pants to hide the problem that he currently had.

“Naoya, I heard him walking with Geto about some party tonight— like he’s even invited at that.” Gojo chuckled, “Geto just making him do our dirty work only to tell him that he can’t come.”

Toji rolled his eyes, leaning on the counter, “and how’s that plan gonna work if she’s going, she’s obviously going to bring the little bitch to fuck up the whole function.” He ran a frustrated hand down his face, already irritated at the thought of having to throw out his fucking relative at the party.

“Oh fuck… I guess we are all dumbasses than, well whose’s turn is it to throw him out tonight?” Gojo scratched the back of his neck.

Both men quickly turned to stare at the tattooed long hair man, he stammered quickly as his eyes narrowed.

“F-Fuck no! I don’t want to even see his face, let alone have his drunken self try to fight me because I kicked him out, and then have his girlfriend cuss me out because Naoya going to take her with him!” He ranted, shaking his head violently.

The two other men in the room turned to face each other at Choso’s outburst before laughing, slapping each others shoulders.

“That’s your chance to talk to her! Make it clear that it’s just Naoya that’s gotta leave, and not her.” Toji shrugged, laughter slowing.

“It’s not that easy.”

“It extra easy… I already heard her yell at you this morning, worse case she cusses you out—and knowing you, you’ll like that— or she’ll stay and then you can talk to her without that fucker in the way.” Gojo nudged Choso’s shoulder with a shit eating grin, wiggling his eyebrows.

The brunnette sat there for a moment, all the possibilities running to his head of how easy it would be to get you alone.. a gentle smile creeped onto his face.

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It was later that day after all your lectures, you sat in your dorm, sitting on your floor in front of your mirror as all your makeup was spread in front of you, currently putting on your falsies as the sweetener album played in the background.

A loud bang on your room door was heard, the happy mood immediately died in your body only to be filled with a sense of dread once you heard the fake blondes voice calling out to you from outside.

Your lips pulled into a thin line, the lyrics of Borderline dying in the air as you took a deep breath to compose yourself to somewhat look happy to see your lover.

You quickly invited him in, praying and hoping that for once he actually liked the outfit you were wearing, an all black outfit nothing to extra that would make him call you an eyesore like last time, just shorts and a low cut top that greatly showed off your chest, maybe he’ll actually compliment you and—

“Your seriously wearing that, to a fucking party?” He scoffed, dropping his backpack right in the middle of your happy ecosystem of makeup products.

His words drowned out of your ears as you watched your favorite blush break underneath the weight of his bag, watching the glass of the lid settle into the pink color.

“When did you become such a whore, last time you wore that fucking eyesore of a dress— the pink one strapless one— thank god I spilled a drink on that, saved us both from that shit—“

He yelped as you threw a brush at him, watching it dink against his huge ass target of a forehead, “the fuck is wrong with you! You see my stuff, right, you’re not fucking blind! I’m clearly doing something here!” You groaned, quickly getting up and kicking his bag with the heel of your foot, watching the rest of the makeup scatter and run from the black bag before it hit his feet.

He rolled his eyes, “watch it before you break my shit, and besides you’re just going to look more like a whore with makeup.”

He motioned towards your face and than your outfit, scoffing in complete disapproval and then opening his fat maw to bark out another comment when you stood, walked right in front of him and shoved his bag back in his arms.

“No, nonono, go the party your fucking self! And then afterwards when you get kicked out you’ll be sleeping in your own dorm to sleep in.” You held his shock gaze before snatching the heels you’ve yet to put on and heading out of the dorm, slamming the door behind you and click, click, clinking away.

Naoya stood shocked, dropping his bag in the array of your makeup again, bawling up his fist and looking at the door, grumbling a string of curses, most of them trying to figure out why ‘his bitch’ thought she could leave him for dead and he would listen to every rule that she spit out like he was a dog with a cute collar.

His place face flushed red as he stomped on another makeup product before leaving the room, he needed a plan and FAST of how to one, get his bitch under control, and two, how to not show up looking like a loser because you left him to walk alone and leave alone.

He stormed down the hallway, doing anything to catch up to you will no avail, you really left him to look like the loser he is! It was laughable how mad he was now, how quickly his brows furrowing at the empty hallway.

“Fuck… what am I going to do..”

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While you left Naoya to figure out what he did wrong you brought yourself to Shoko’a room to finish getting ready, in which she tried to convince you to break up with him fully, to ‘save yourself the stress,’ and how she rambled on how bad of person he was.

You completely waited for her to stop talking to hit her with the ‘well….’ and to only give her horrible reasons why he deserved another chance.

“This whole campus would drop for you! You don’t need him, it’s embarrassing, I could set you up with someone if you need help…” She pleaded, grabbing onto your shoulders as trying to shake you into a wake up call.

You opened lips closed as the words rung in your head, curiosity peaked almost instantly, “I’m not interested, but whom would I be set up with?”

Her lips curved into a wicked smile, she clapped her hands together, “Cho! Choso, he would be perfect—“

“Absolutely not, I wouldn’t be caught dead with that loser, he’s just high and moody!”

Shook shrugged, wigging her eyebrows at you like she was thinking of reasons to leave Naoya for him.

“Don’t even try to convince me, i rather date campus cock Sukuna..” you mumbled, standing and walking towards the door, opening it as Shoko scrambled to follow after you.

“Wait! wait, just give him a chance… just try to talk to him tonight, you need your mind off of Naoya anyways.. this is good for you.” She softly smiled, leaning on the door frame.

You sighed at her constant pressuring and gave in, putting your heads in your hand and forcing out a ‘okay’, you only wanted her to shut up and here you were, giving into a her little plan.

As the two of you walked to the party you secretly prayed that Choso wasn’t even there, maybe he got to high and sat in his room, and passed out.

Or maybe, he got to distracted doing his hair and somehow got locked inside his bathroom, unfortunate for him but amazing for you.

Nether happened as the first person you saw as you walked in was him, in all his glory, hanging by Gojo, Geto, and Sukuna, all four of them passing around a blunt he clearly rolled, hyping up the inky man with his new strand he was trying.

His pierced lips opened to take in the blunt between them, shoulders slumping back in his black tee, some band you didn’t know painted on the front before his gaze turned to you, almost his cool demeanor faded into a scared kitten.

He quickly looked away which made your eyes roll, total fucking loser, he couldn’t even bare to look at you.

Sukuna elbowed him immediately at his sheepish appearance, the whole group laughing at his misfortune of embarrassing himself as soon as he saw you.

As the party continued the inky hair man couldn’t help but let his gaze wander, tracing your silhouette every time you moved, watching you dance on Shoko, the way your shirt pressed your breast together, and don’t even get him started when ‘no hands’ starting playing, a song he usually despises from amount of girls that have tried to twerk on him but now he can’t help and watch you… do such activities on Shoko.

Pure and utter madness, he was entranced and he had to stop looking before his pants got noticeably tighter. Never in a million years would he even allow himself to stare so shamelessly at a girl, maybe it’s the early memory of your cunt from this morning that he got a peak at that’s started this, though that was just a bullshit excuse.

He let out a long drag of a sigh as the lights blared over you and Shoko again, forcing his gaze to the floor as he walked away, moving deeper into the familiar frat house, anything to get his mind off of you so that he could function, maybe even find new cliental instead of wishing he was watching your gloss lips wrap around a blunt and pass it to him, even if that meant jerking himself off in the bathroom.

The stairs creaked underneath him as the music faded, the second floor bathroom was always significantly less crowded compared to the first floor one, only people came up here if they were going to fuck at the party.

Before he could even raise his knuckles to bang on the bathroom door he heard it, a quiet but definitely noticeable ‘ah!’ followed by little paps.

His tired eyes widened as his hand stilled, of course it was him, interrupting some couples exhibitionist fantastic fantasy, he pinched his nose bridge as he held in an annoyed groan.

That’s when it rung out again, a drawn out ‘mmnghh..’

This was beyond annoying, if your going to fuck someone in the nasty frat bathroom than you should at least have a decency to keep quiet!

His fist pounded on the door before he spoke, “there’s absolutely no way your fucking in our bathroom, i’ll tell Sukuna if you don’t get out now.”

The moans stopped, hushed panicked whisperes concluded while Choso stood tensely outside, the man’s voice clear before the blonde little harlot rushed out the door before the pigtail haired man could see her face.

Naoya slowly sauntered out, hair a rumpled mess with a sly smirk which quickly faded as soon as he saw Choso.

Both men knew how fucked Naoya was now, caught by Choso out of all people, Geto at least would had let him off with a warning or maybe he get his ass bear by Sukuna for cheating on his girlfriend but.. Choso?

He’s screwed because there’s no way fucking hell that Choso won’t immediately run to you and tell you that your sick bastard of a boyfriend was just balls deep in another woman.

Choso can’t even believe to began to understand why Naoya would even think that’s okay, to cheat on you out of all people, the school campus popular girl… Naoya had everything in the palm of his hand and SOMEHOW he still fucked up.

It be different if he had you, fuck— he would grovel at your thighs if you so happened to give him a chance, spending hours if not days with your long legs locked around his head as he lapped at every single perfect piece of slick that fell out at that hole—

“You can’t tell her.” Naoya scoffed, the bathroom door closing behind him, Choso laughed, bitter sound that rumbled deep from the disgusted emotion he had with fake blonde in front of him.

“I can and I will, who are you to even cheat on her out of all people! she puts up with so much of your bullshit.”

Naoya eyes darkened at Choso’s declaration, “you can’t. She needs me, okay? I only did that because she tried to publicly humiliate me by making me come alone to this party!”

Choso’s eyes roll before Naoya could get another word out, turning on his heel and walking back downstairs to presumably to tell you that your bastard of a boyfriend was disgustingly deep in another girl.

His feet walked quicker than he could process, gaze searching the loud crowd as the music came back into his world, that’s when he saw you, walking outside with a worst annoyed expression on your face.

He paused, swirling around to look for any clue to why you were already annoyed before he swallowed down his fear and walked outside, finding you behind the frat house, the music almost quiet from where the both of you stood.

He called out your name to call your attention, in which he was met with nasty glare that almost made him tent in his baggy jeans.

“S-Sorry.. i don’t mean to brother you..” He mumbled.

“Than why are you following me? If you have something to say you should spit it out already instead of wasting my time.”

He slowly nodded as he looked away, debating if he should make your mood worse with the information or wait a bit, he chose the ladder.

“Where’s.. Shoko? You two came together..”

“She snuck off with Gojo, I doubt she’s coming home tonight… I’m just waiting till I see Naoya so we can leave together.”

For fucks sake— Of course your thinking about this dipshit again, out of all people in this world, your more worried about shitty-dye-job Naoya than Shoko.

“Listen.. erm— i saw him playing beer pong so he’ll probably be a bit..”

You pinched your nose bridge, letting out a seething groan before you head thumped against the wall, sliding your whole body down to a squat against the shitty bricks, head falling into your hands.

“Such an asshole.. he doesn’t even care that I want to leave, he just does whatever he wants.” You mumbled.

Choso watched as you grumbled to yourself, voice wavering and bottom lip quivering despite your desperate need to hide how bad you wanted to cry.

“Oh please don’t cry over him.” The man above you seethed, making your head snap up at the tone, shooting an eyebrow up at his uncharacteristic tone.

“Are you—“

Choso cut you off, mumbling a quick apology for doing so before speaking again, “Listen, I don’t think it’s fair that your crying outside in the cold while he plays ‘beer pong’ instead of worrying where his girlfriend is… he doesn’t deserve an ounce of your respect— let alone tears.”

He plopped himself down next to you, the dirt already sticking to his clothes as he looked at you, sighing.

“Let me help you take your mind off of it, mkay? we can w-wait together— only if you want to, i don’t really wanna intrude—“

“You can wait with me, Choso…”

A smile crept onto his face, a sheepishly grin before he pulled a cart from his pocket, turning it on and pressing it to his lips.

“You smoke?” He questioned as the smoke left his mouth, curling with the cold air, you shrugged.

“Naoya thinks it’s trashy when girls smoke so, no… I neva’ tried it.”

Choso chuckled and shook his head, ‘trashy’ is the not the first word he would’ve thought of, especially with a girl like you.

Maybe hot, or sexy.

“You want to try?”

The question lingered in the space between you to, before a slow nod left you.

“Needa’ ‘yes’,” he smiled, twirling the small device between his fingers

“Yes, Cho.”

He leaned into your space, two fingers tilting your chin upwards to him, thumb pressing on his bottom lip as he pulled it down, watching your lips part and suck in the cart between them.

“inhale, don’t blow into it… you’ll break it.” he whispered.

Your ears picked up on the strain in his voice, taking a slow inhale as the smoke filled your mouth, the sour apple flavor filling your cheeks and maw, the after taste of the weed inside lingering on your pretty little tongue as he held it to mouth.

Both of y’all eyes bore into each other, the darkness of his mocha chocolaty eyes that swirled around his iris, gawking into yours with unspoken words, his heart thumped as he slowly pulled the device from your lips, gloss and saliva now coating it.

He quickly brought it up to his mouth again as you exhaled the smoke from your lips, curling around the dimness of the small space you were in, front his chest touching yours as he blew the smoke away from your face.

His own lips covered in small bits of glitter and gloss before his greedy tongue licked it up happily.

“You liked it?” he questioned, in which you nodded and took it from him again.

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It didn’t take long until the haziness of your high started to kick in, letting your head roll all over Choso’s shoulder while you rambled about whatever, his small ‘mhm’ or chuckles he let out when you spoke to fast made it clear he was still listening, mixed in with his corny jokes that he would say to keep conversation alive only made you laugh harder.

The usual stutter he carried melted straight off of his tongue, replaced by a lazy slur and comfortable drawl, he finally was doing it, holding eye contact without stuttering, blushing, or rambling.

“Youurr.. the plug, hm?” you mumbled into his skin, face pressed against the warmth of his shoulder.

“Mhm.. why, you lookin’ to buy?” he teased, causing a small giggle to leave your lips before you rapidly nodded.

“Maaaybeee… you going to tell him if i do?”

“fuck…” he laps at your hole, cleaning up the cum that just occurred from the last time, pulling in the slick into his mouth before another groan left his lips at your thighs closing around his head.

“more..” you moaned, shoving his head deeper into the slick space between your thighs, nails digging into his hair to keep him in place.

his hips began to rut against the bed frame where his knees were while shoving his tongue into your clenching hole, his lips and chin dripping with your slick, whimpering with each clench on his tongue.

“there you go… keep that mouth full, cho…” you taunted, rocking your hips against his nose and mouth, “fuuuk… cho— mmmphh!” you cried, legs shaking again at both sides of his head.

each lap of your cunt made him rub his over sensitive cock against the wooden frame, whimpering at the taste of your golden slick, flicking his tongue deeper into that gummy spot in your walls to hear those lips cry out again, his nose pressing against your bud.

he tries to lift his head to get a breath of air, cheeks flushed from the lack of air, only for your thighs to lock him back down.

he let out a whiny whimper as he was forced back down to your pussy, once again made to continue to pull you into his warm mouth like a starved man, gently groaning around clenching cunt, sucking deeply as your hips tried to lift, only for them to hold them down.

once again his hard cock twitches against the frame, the wet stain from his pre growing darker as he came his pants, panting and sticking his tongue into you, lapping at pretty slick around your pussy, trying to slurp it all down.

“fuck— s’good..nnghh..amazing, sweet pussy.” he mumbled at your lips, practically drunk over your pussy, now not letting himself up despite your thighs unlocking around his head, a cry leaving your part lips.

he locked his arms underneath your thighs as he licked up you slit, pressing his nose on your clit and rubbing the bud with the ball of his nose.

your hole clenched around his pink muscle as your legs began to spasm, head thrown back.

“g-gonna cum?” he smiles, gaze reaching yours as he kept your legs spread wide on his shoulders now, a whiny ‘mhm’ left your lips.

choso chuckled, now doing slower licks as you gasped with each flick of his tongue, mumbling little ‘please’ into the messy sheets.

“chooo… p-please, let me cum… i-i need to cum..” you whined, his fingers slowly swooped into your weeping pussy so he could talk, “apologize.” he mumbled, his cheeks flushing as he realized how bad that sounded, “apologize please, and then i-i’ll let you cum..”

“sorry! fuuckk.. sorry, sorry!” you squealed, hips jerking on his fingers, each curl making your eyes struggling not to roll back, pumping them in and out of your sloppy hole.

“g-good..” he pulled out his fingers and stood up, turning his back to you as panted with each overstimulated whine.

“spread, i wanna f-fuck this attitude out of you..”

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ - ‘ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ,

”you want praise, now?” you mocked sukuna, laughing down at the ragged pink hair men underneath you, hands still slapped down on his broad chest.

you’ve been ‘riding’— if that’s even what you can call the torture your inflicting on his poor cock — for the last hour, trying to at least, when really you were taunting the king of curses underneath you, rocking your hips occasionally and bouncing on his cock anytime he tried to speak just to annoy him only to stop as quickly.

“praise? just ride me, woman, be a good wife.”

you shrugged, tapping your fingers on his chest as you hummed like you didn’t hear him, holding back a devilish smirk.

“woman, i swear to god—“ he trailed off with a grunt as you finally slid down him again, his hands stilling on your hips as he stupidly thought he finally was going to get to cum after being edged for so long.

you caked out a loud laugh, eyes flitting shut with head falling back at his miserable expression, his eyes narrowing before he finally had enough.

his hand came up to your face, roughly gripping you cheeks as he squeezed them together, making your lips pucker outwards to stop your laughter at his pain.

you tried to grumble out another extremely cocky comment to tic off the already obviously annoyed tatted man inside you, but he only squeezed your cheeks harder so that all you could as whimper in response.

“feelin reaalllll cocky today, woman, aren’t you?” he didn’t even want an answer with how quick he slammed his feet up onto the mattress and started to pound into you, quickly and unmerciful, letting go of your squished face to wrap both sets arms around you waist to bring you to his chest.

you once again tried to fix your lips to fight him off, trying to slid your arms onto his chest to push yourself back up, only for one of his hands to grab both of your arms and pin them behind your back with an unforgiving grip.

“k-kuuunaaa!” you whined, cocky attitude struggling to stay wandering in your mind as your cunt soaked around him, a loud squelching sound filled the room along with your loud moans.

“there we go, only thing your lips should be fixin to say is my name, not whatever ‘tude you had earlier…” he cocked, smirk upturning as he felt the wet side of your mushed cheek next to his chest getting coved with drool.

his pointed tip was prodding every single curve of your pussy, finding that pretty spot inside of you that made your cheeks flush and walls flutter around him, each pulse and rhythm of his cock made you tighten and pull him deeper, despite your lips fixin to tell him to go slower.

his other cock gently hitting against your ass, pre sliding down to meet the soaking spot he was currently fucking himself into, trying to imprint his size into you, stretching you impossibly full, almost like he was in your stomach.

your legs began to shake, matching the same pace of the bedframe hitting the wall, starting to clench around him like there was no escape for him.

“s’deep… s-so deep! k-kuna go slow— fuck!”

“nah, let’s see if this cock can shut you up, let’s see if you can take both of them?” he lifted your face to look at him, tears bricking on your dark cheeks, “I think you can take both if i make them fit, don’t you?”

a mewl escaped your mouth in response, cervixed kissed so well that all you could do was only moan and whimper.

“that’ a yes, woman?” he grinned, using one of his arms to grab your face, squishing the fat of your cheeks together as you dumbly nodded.

“fuck… i don’t even gotta put both of them in ya’ your already fucked dumb.” he chuckled, one of his many hands grab the forgotten about dick that has been sitting on your ass.

“deep breath, woman.”

you immediately sucked in a breath as the second tip started to poke and prod your already stuffed hole, making your head fall back down to his shoulder, crawling at the inky skin beneath you.

”ohmygod!” you screamed, tears pricking as he continued to force the rest of his grithy length into that silk cunt.

“fuck.. your so tight..”

“s’much..i-it’s toooo muuuchh, ryo its s’much..” you cried, tears finally falling as the stretched continued until both cocks had solidify themselves all the way to your cerxiv, each tip gently kissing her.

“s’muuch!” sukuna mocked, not slowing his pace from before as he deeply pulled out just to shove both mushroom tips back to the hault of your pussy, gummy walls clenching around the delicious feeling.

the slurping sound of your slick cunt only fueled is efforts, pussy soaking desperately to be fucked by both dicks.

“knew you coulda’ do it… taking each dick like a dirty whore.” he cooed, smirking at the drool you were leaving on his shoulders from how your brain was now only focused on taking his cock.

ᴛᴏᴊɪ ᴢᴇɴɪɴ - ‘ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ꜱᴇx ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇ ,

your lips opened again to lick down the underside of his cock, taking in the delicious taste of each and every vein, the sheer size of him covering your face s you looked up at him.

his face was hardened, chest rising and failing quickly as he struggled against the restraining you had on his wrist, two large fuzzy cuffs that held his arms back, not allowing him to stop the teasing show that you were doing to his cock.

taking in a single inch, or lightly licking the head of cock to watch the pre fall out, even worse each time he’s lifted his hips to try to get into the warmth of your maw you’ve only lifted away and tutted at him like he was misbehaving child.

“lay back down..” you mumbled, hand still slowly and barely pleasuring his poor achy cock in your hold.

“maybe actually put my cock in your mouth, and I will,” he grunted. despite that comment he barked out, he laid back down like a well-trained dog.

“good, stay down.” you once again spit down on his ruby tip, taking a slow and taunting suck on it, licking the tip of your tongue in the slit that was drip, drip, dripping precum.

his ravenous eyes closed shut as he groaned, finally his control snapped as you tried to pull away again. he took his large hand out of the mess of sheets he was lying on and shoved it down onto the back of your scalp, shoving your head allllllll the way down his shaft.

"stop all that fuckin' playing and suck this dick correctly, doll." he smirked as your cheeks flared out, gagging at the sheer size that had been forced down your throat.

you hands clapped onto his thick thighs, eyes watering as you tried to lift to provide some relief to your poor, poor throat.

his hips started to lift, giving you no room to move as his cock fully bullied his away down your throat, the obscene gagging and wet noises filled the room.

your lashes fluttered up to meet his, gaze filled with running tears as his mushroom tip curled back into the deepest regions of your throat.

“fuuuuckkk… baby, gonna paint this mouth white..” he groaned, slamming your head back down to base of his cock, nose brushing on the little hairs.

your head bopped eagerly as his hips rutted into warm cavity of your maw, the slurp, slurp, slurp as your spit ran down his thick girth, collecting at his balls.

his dick twitched in your maw as your tongue graced the underside of his tan skin, veins pulsing as tour tongue greeted them.

“shits-shit.. i’m gonna cum.. fuck keep your head right thereee..” and with that his palm reached back into the scalp of your head, forcing you down as the thick white ropes started to leave his dick.

“that’s it, swallow like a good slut,” he scratched the back of your scalp as you struggled to take the load down your throat, cheeks filling with the salty silk.

your head slowly lifted from his dick, springing out the semi-still-hard length from your mouth, covered in mixture of his own cum and your spit, that slapped onto his tummy.