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“Gon’ make you a— hah— a mommy, sweet girl.”
Kento’s raspy voice flowed into your ear like a symphony. His nasty words make you all the more sweaty as he pumped his fat cock inside of you.
Your walls tighten around him at the thought, to which he groaned and shoved your head deeper into the pillows. “You like that, princess? Yeah? Want a life with me?” His hips slapped against your ass as you cried out in agreement.
Your husband was always so obsessed with you. Your looks, intelligence, and, in situations like this— body, fulled his brain and soul everyday. Hell, half the time he’d be supporting atleast a chub at the thought of you.
His arm tighten around your neck, crushing your throat and leaving you with little to no air. If you wanted to cum, you’d have to be resourceful. Kento was testing you.
Your husband leaned down to nibble the tip of your ear, low grumbles of how much he loved you went straight to your ego like dart entering a board. He was meant for you.
His heavy cock was nestled so sweetly inside of you, tip pink and running against your gummy walls with wet shlicking sounds.
“Wanna be a mommy, Mrs. Nanami? Wanna be stuck with me?” Your husband finally let you go, leaning up to grab at your waist. He watched as the fatness of your ass jiggles with every mean thrust.
“Yes— Ken, Fuck!— wanna be a mommy! Wan’ hah! Wanna make you a daddy!” You cried, spit dribbling out your lips to which he lifted up a calloused finger and gently wiped at your dirty mouth.
Your orgasm came soon after. An eye rolling, body spasming, toe curling wave that crashed over you like the ocean itself was angry at you. And once it was finished, still washed upon your body like salty water at the beaches shore.
You passed out after that, like you so often do. But not without hearing a soft hum from behind you, and feeling a large palm spread out on your back.
Maybe he wasn’t done with you.
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i think nanami is mortified when he gets hard after you call him daddy for the first time
like especially if he’s a little older than you. he thinks it’s uncouth, fundamentally disrespectful to you to think that way. the tips of his ears burn red, and his jaw clenches, and he tells you to stop but it’s in that sexy, stern, slightly paternal voice that makes your pussy throb.
so you, of course, keep doing it to push his buttons.
he can almost excuse it when you're saying it in the middle of getting fucked through the mattress. you whine it so breathlessly, your lips against his ear as you beg for daddy to fuck you harder. he just tells himself that you're lost in the pleasure, rendered nearly incoherent.
it's when you grin up at him and drop your voice to that bratty little teasing tone, saying "thanks daddy" when he makes you breakfast or pays for dinner or comes home with flowers.
it's the fact that it never fails to make his dick twitch in his pants.
it's filthy, he tries to remind himself.
but that doesn't stop him from wanting to bend you over and show you exactly what daddy can give you.
✮ sugardaddy! nanami wants you to earn your new chanel bag in a very special way !
"i really want it."
the office stayed dead quiet at night when you walked in without knocking, like you always did. you had only one goal — you needed that bag from the new chanel spring collection.
and now you sat in his office chair, perched right on top of him. his legs were spread wide, your back was pressed tight against his chest, and your legs were wide open on the armrests. when he spent the whole week making you drink more water, you naively thought he just cared about your health.
well, you were wrong.
he teased you, only rubbing his fingers over your already wet pussy, soaking up all the moisture but never going inside. he lifted his hand right to your face, slowly spreading his fingers, and you saw the thick, wet slime stretching between them. he slowly licked it off and let out a low, vibrating groan, throwing his head back.
"mmmh... then my girl's gotta ask better than that."
in the next second, he shoved his fingers into you all the way to the knuckles.
"nn-nghh! it's too much!" you whined, and your hips jerked up, trying to take him.
"this sweet pussy can't handle it, huh?" he chuckled softly against your neck. "too tight since daddy hasn't fucked you for a whole week?"
"hnggg..." you nodded aggressively, gasping. "p-please... daddy, ah!"
he laughed quietly, pinning your stomach with his other hand to hold you in place. "don't move, baby. you wanted that bag, right? tell me about it." his fingers worked inside with a heavy, wet squelch that echoed through the quiet office, and you were sure anyone left in the building heard you.
"i want it so bad..."
he started pressing against the front wall totally different than usual — he moved his fingers in a deep, insistent wave.
"come on, baby, tell daddy exactly what he's gotta buy for his girl."
you threw your head back helplessly on his shoulder, whimpering because of how hard and tight he filled you up. during the days he was away on business, you totally lost the feel of it, and now every move he made felt too intense, too strong, too fast.
"it's blue and... hnnngh! so good! ... and... checkered... and... h-nnnh! daddy, i feel somethin' weird!" a high, almost scared scream ripped out of your chest.
he just cranked up the speed, his other hand, which stayed on your stomach before, slid way down to your clit, starting teasingly rolling it between his fingers and then mashed it with his thumb, massaging and playing with it.
you tried to squeeze your thighs together, trying to shake that weird feeling that did not usually happen to you. "daddy, stop... i need to... mmnh! i can't... h-haah!"
but he only pressed his lips to your neck, kissing you. "you can, pretty girl. wreck my chair and my desk. i wanna remember the mess you left every time i sit here."
you shook your head aggressively, feeling a huge, invisible balloon inflating inside you. "haaa... it's too much, it's... nn-ngh-a-a-a!.. fuuckkkkk!"
it felt like a massive electric shock ripped through your body when a hot, clear wave burst out in a heavy stream, soaking everything around: his sleeves, his palms, the leather chair, and even the important files on the desk. he slowly pulled out his fingers and started smoothly stroking your folds, making the liquid splash in every direction. your hips jerked up on their own and your legs shook so bad that you could barely stay on him.
"mm-nng, so good..." you whimpered piteously and thinly, feeling every single cell of your body pulsing.
he continued softly stroking your stomach with one hand and the inside of your thighs with the other, waiting for your shaking to die down.
"my good girl, you did so well for me. now show me exactly which one you want."
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.ೃ࿔*:･ Riding Satoru Gojo for the first time! | porn w no plot aka straight up smut, 18+ minors do not engage/interact!
Satoru can't believe you can take his entire cock!
Like, down to the hilt. He's grown so used to being too big for the women he sleeps with that he knows to expect it.
But then you come along, straddling his lap and sinking down, down, down onto his thick length until your ass rests flush against his thighs, whimpering at the overwhelming fullness once you reach the base. As your walls flutter around him, he genuinely considers proposing on the spot.
Satoru doesn't know where to keep his eyes; on how your tight cunt stretches so desperately around him, and the creamy ring already forming at the base of his cock?
Or maybe on your round tits, watching them bounce up and down as you make up the courage to slowly ride him, hips lifting and lowering cautiously.
His favorite sight though, without a doubt, is that pretty face of yours contorted in pleasure; eyes rolled back and teeth biting down hard on your bottom lip in an unsuccessful attempt to contain your outright pornographic whines as you pick up your pace, bouncing on him harder and faster.
He watches intently with his large hands grabbing firmly onto your thighs, your ass, your waist. Anywhere he can touch you. His head leans into your ear, close enough that you can hear his whispered praise. "Jus' like that, baby. Fuck yeah."
And when your movements stall as you clench around him, head thrown back while you ride out the high of your first orgasm, he doesn't waste a moment before picking up where you left off, hips bucking as he thrusts his cock into you instead.
With him in control, his tip reaches even further inside of you, thumping your g-spot with every stroke and making you scream his name. He doesn't hold back either, not now that he knows you can take it. His hands grab your ass, fingers indenting flesh as he guides your hips all the way up before slamming them back down in time with his primal thrusts.
And he watches in awe—mouth agape and staring reverently through half-lidded baby blue eyes as he feels his own release building, and wills his body to hold on a bit longer so as to savor every second spent watching you ride him.
When your dainty hand instinctively flies to your neglected, needy clit, Satoru grabs your wrist, pinning it to his chest while his other hand takes over. He rubs slow, precise circles, the cadence at odds with the feverish pace of his hips thrusting in and out of your dripping pussy.
When he can't hold out any longer, he finishes with his head buried in the crook of your neck, groaning your name into your skin as his cock twitches deep inside of you, firing off thick white ropes of cum. You're right there with him, clenching impossibly tight around him while your body shudders and your nails press crescents into his pale skin.
But one look at you, completely fucked out yet still gazing hungrily at him through fluttering lashes, mischief written all over your face—one look's all it takes for him to imagine you sprawled out under him, on your knees for him, bent over every surface in his lofty house.
Before he can hold himself back, Satoru's kissing you again, white lashes fluttering with excitement when your hands thread through his hair and you kiss him back with just as much zeal before pulling away to ask, "c'mere baby, wanna see if your throat can take all of me too?"
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a/n: sorry I'm feral today and I am in love with him!
You’re sitting on Nanami’s lap, completely spread open for him.
Your thighs are spread as wide as possible, draped over either side of his, your back pressed against his broad, solid chest. Your skirt is hiked all the way up to your waist, your panties long since pushed aside.
His long, thick fingers are fucking you without mercy, plunging deep into your soaked pussy with a slow but brutal rhythm.
Every thrust makes a wet, obscene sound. Two fingers sink in to the knuckles before pulling out almost completely, only to slam back in harder. His knuckles rub perfectly against your G-spot with every stroke, while his thumb circles your swollen clit with precise, steady motions.
Your juices are flowing abundantly. They soak his fingers, run down his hand, and stain his expensive suit, that perfectly tailored dark gray trousers that must cost a small fortune. A dark, shiny wet patch is already forming on the fabric, but Nanami doesn’t care at all.
“Let go,” he murmurs against your ear, his voice low, calm, and slightly husky. His warm breath caresses the back of your neck. “You can get as wet as you want. This suit is nothing compared to the feeling of you like this around my fingers.”
You moan loudly, head falling back against his shoulder. Your hips move on their own, meeting his fingers with every thrust. Your body trembles, your thighs trying to close reflexively, but he holds them open with a firm hand on the inside of your leg.
“Nanami… ugh pls!” you cry out when he curls his fingers just right, pressing hard against that sensitive spot that makes you see stars.
He speeds up slightly, fucking your pussy harder, deeper. The wet sound of his fingers sliding in and out of you fills the living room. Your juices are now flowing freely, soaking his pants, his thigh, and even the couch beneath you.
Nanami places a slow kiss on your neck, then gently nibbles your skin before licking the spot.
“You’re so wet for me…” he breathes, almost in awe. “Look at what you’re doing to my clothes. You’re so open, so drenched just for me.”
His fingers continue their relentless work: plunging deep, curling, rubbing, while his thumb never leaves your clit, stimulating it without pause.
You feel the orgasm building fast, violent and uncontrollable. Your walls clench around his fingers, your thighs shaking hard.
He smiles against your neck, a calm but satisfied smile, and picks up the pace just a little more.
“Then come,” he murmurs in a low, commanding voice. “Soak me completely. I want to feel your pussy squeezing around my fingers.”
His thumb presses harder on your clit, his fingers fucking you faster and deeper. The orgasm hits you brutally. Your body arches violently against him, a raw cry escaping your throat as your walls spasm rhythmically around his fingers.
A hot jet bursts out of you, soaking his hand even more, his pants, and the couch. You squirt, unable to hold it back, your pleasure gushing abundantly over him.
Nanami lets out a soft, satisfied growl, continuing to move his fingers slowly to prolong your orgasm until you’re trembling and breathless in his arms.
When the spasms finally subside, he gently withdraws his glistening fingers from your soaked pussy. He brings them to his mouth and licks them slowly, never taking his eyes off you.
“Delicious,” he murmurs, voice still a little rough. “And my suit is completely ruined… but it was more than worth it.”
You answer with a small, incoherent sound, too exhausted from your orgasm to speak properly. You feel Nanami smile against your shoulder. He turns your head and kisses you tenderly.
────────── after five rounds, satoru is shocked when you climb on top of him, clearly wanting a sixth. and you know he would never say no to you. / smut drabble, 18+
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you’re both still catching your breath after the fifth round, bodies slick with sweat, the room thick with the scent of sex and satoru’s cologne. he’s lying on his back, chest rising and falling fast, one arm draped over his eyes as he lets out a tired but satisfied laugh.
“fuck, baby. you’re gonna kill me,” he mutters, voice hoarse and amused. “i thought you’d be tapping out by now.”
but instead of curling up against him like he expected, you push yourself up on shaky arms and swing one leg over his hips, straddling him. his eyes snap open in surprise, those bright blue eyes widening as he feels your soaked pussy slide against his half-hard cock.
“wait— seriously?” he blinks, a stunned little laugh escaping him. “you still want more? after all that?”
you don’t answer with words. you just reach down, wrapping your fingers around his length and stroking him slowly back to full hardness. he hisses through his teeth, hands instinctively gripping your thighs.
“holy shit… you’re actually trying to ride me right now?” his voice drops lower, a mix of shock and fresh arousal coloring his tone. “greedy girl. i just gave you five rounds and you’re still this fucking hungry?”
you line him up at your entrance and sink down onto him with a soft moan, taking every inch in one smooth glide. satoru groans loudly, head falling back against the pillow, fingers digging harder into your hips.
“fuck… okay, okay— ride me then,” he breathes out, clearly surprised but already grinning that cocky, dazed grin. “didn’t know my baby had this kind of stamina. shit, you’re gonna ruin me tonight, aren’t you?”
he looks up at you with hooded eyes, biting his lip as you start rolling your hips, watching the way your body moves on top of him like he still can’t quite believe you want even more.
✮ getting stuck in an elevator with two hot bosses who want you cannot be that bad, right? *pwp
"shit, we're gonna be here a while," nanami breathed out annoyed and loosened his tie after the dispatcher didn't answer again and the call button totally stopped working. your shift ended like three hours ago, but you were still there, typical you, obsessing over some report. the office was totally empty.
well, except for two department heads you were lucky enough to get stuck with in one cramped elevator.
the elevator felt way too small for three adults. you were basically squeezed between them and could feel the heat coming off their bodies. behind you was nanami's tall figure, and right in front of you — higuruma. both were a head taller than you, wider in the shoulders, and fucking hot.
i mean, it wasn't for nothing that you always wore short skirts even though the dress code said no, that you accidentally spilled coffee on higuruma's pants so you could apologize with bambi eyes and wipe a napkin near his cock. for months you played a dangerous game: you leaned over a little more than you should, showed off your chest when you sat across from him, brushed your shoulder against nanami's in the narrow hallway, and left documents on hiromi's desk that were soaked in your boldest perfume. you teased both of them at the same time, gave them hope, but always slipped away the second their stares got too heavy. a little flirting is fun, alright?
but right now you weren't having fun at all.
nanami slowly leaned in. his hot breath hit your ear, making you shiver. "you look spooked, sweetheart. you okay?" he said, and he sounded dangerously protective. "y-yeah, i'm fine," you gulped, trying not to look at him. "it's just super hot in here."
you noticed nanami lookedup at higuruma. for a while they just stared at each other in silence, and then this slow, knowing grin spread across both their faces. that look made your knees go weak. higuruma took his time taking off his jacket. he did it slow, eyes locked on yours, and tossed the expensive thing right on the dirty floor.
"what a shame," he said, rolling up his sleeves and showing off those strong forearms. "maybe we should talk about your behavior."
before you could get a single word out, nanami's heavy hands landed on your waist. he pulled you back, pressing you into his hard chest. "you've been waiting for this the whole time, haven't you?" he whispered into your hair. "teasing us so much."
"i... i have no idea what you're talking about," your voice shook, and your heart was thumping so loud they both definitely heard it. hiromi stepped even closer. his hands hit your thighs, bunching up your skirt. "oh, trust me, you know exactly what we're talking about."
they literally crushed you between them, and you felt the burning heat of their bodies. nanami grabbed your chin and pulled it up, forcing you to look at him. "i think it's time to teach you a lesson."
he didn't let you scream — his mouth covered yours in a demanding kiss. he kissed you deep, filling you up with himself, while hiromi went for your neck at the same time, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses on your skin. your head started spinning and reality started to blur.
nanami pulled back from your lips for a second and then with one sharp, confident move he grabbed you by the waist. before you could even gasp, you were up in the air. he held you there, making your legs spread wide and hooking your knees over his arms. now you were basically hanging on him — your back pressed against his chest, and you were completely open in front of both of them.
your short skirt rode up to your waist, leaving you in just thin panties. nanami went back to your ear, nibbling on your lobe and cheek before sliding down to your neck. meanwhile, higuruma slowly unbuttoned your blouse, button by button, and as the fabric parted, he started biting your chest, making you arch in kento’s arms.
"wait— mmnh! hiromi..." you gasped, "there're cameras in the elevator... maybe we should go..."
"don't worry 'bout that, darling," nanami laughed low and soft, pressing his lips to your shoulder. "don't you worry your pretty little head."
hiromi finally threw your shirt open and slowly moved down with kisses toward your stomach. "just enjoy what we're gonna do now, okay?"
he got down on his knees, and you felt his hot breath scorch your delicate skin. he didn't rush. first, his lips barely brushed the inside of your thighs, leaving light, almost weightless kisses that sent an electric charge through your body. you felt nanami tighten his grip on your knees from behind, locking you in the air; you literally couldn't move.
"look how wet she is. perfect," hiromi rasped, looking at how the slick glistened on your already damp pussy. "you wanted this, didn't you? for us to see how much this little pussy leaks when it's needy?"
"n-nngh!... hiromi…" your moan drowned in the quiet hum of the elevator as he lifted two fingers and unceremoniously stretched your folds apart to fully expose you. at first, he just teased you with the tip of his tongue, short and wet strokes. you felt him lick away the drops, smacking his lips, savoring your taste.
"mmngh! haah! please…" you jerked in nanami’s arms, but he just held you tighter against his chest. "hold on, sweetie, we're just gettin' started," he whispered in your ear, and at that moment, he started to slowly rotate your hips in circular motions.
those circles made you literally rub against hiromi’s face. you felt the stubble on his chin, his nose pressing into your already swollen clit, and his tongue going right into your soaking pussy. wet, obscene sounds echoed in the cramped elevator.
"haah! more… nngh!" you weren't in control of your sounds anymore, gasping with pleasure. "oh yeah," hiromi growled, not pulling away for a second, "you're so sweet. i'm gonna lick you dry 'til you start beggin' us to stop."
his pace picked up. he went rougher now. hiromi didn't tease anymore. he took your clit between his lips and started sucking on it hungrily like he’d fuckin' die if he didn't.
"a-ah! hiromi! nngh-aa!" you screamed, throwing your head back on nanami’s shoulder while he kissed your cheek, holding you in place, and your cry echoed through the tight cabin.
hiromi’s tongue went deep between your stretched folds, licking everything inside, while the two fingers he’d managed to shove in kept roughly stretching you, opening every millimeter of your tender flesh for his mouth. loud, squelching sounds of your pussy and the wet sounds of his mouth filled the elevator.
"mmm, look what you're doin' to us," nanami kept rotating your pelvis, forcing you to grind even harder onto hiromi’s tongue. "you wanted this, didn't you? walkin' 'round in front of us in those skirts that show off your ass?"
"haah! mmngh… ahh! more… more!" you didn't even know what you were saying anymore. the man behind you didn't give you a second's break — his palm covered your mouth, muffling your next moan. "hiromi, please… mmmngh-ah!" you broke free from nanami’s hand, and your moans got louder. "yes! right there! ahh-h!"
nanami pulled his hand away from your face only to sink into your lips, catching your next whimper. "stick out your tongue, baby," he whispered, and you obeyed before you could even think. "come on."
as soon as you parted your mouth and the tip of your tongue peeked out, nanami let out a low growl and bit into your lips. he captured your tongue with his lips and started sucking on it, slow and greedy. "mmmmmfff!.. kento!... " you moaned right into his mouth, feeling your whole body tighten like a string.
nanami sucked your tongue rhythmically, like he owned it, making you gasp for air. meanwhile, higuruma, feeling your reaction, stretched your folds even wider and sucked on your clit with twice the force. "mmmngh... most perfect sweet pussy. gonna eat this little swollen clit up."
your sounds turned totally incoherent, becoming a solid stream of moans and ragged breaths mixed with whimpers. nanami pulled away from your tongue for a second, his whisper brushing right against your lips. "good girl. hear how loud you're bein' for us?"
your body was stretched to the limit, like a wire about to snap. nanami kept dominantly sucking your tongue, cutting off your oxygen and making you choke on your own moans while his hips rhythmically rotated your pelvis, grinding you into hiromi’s face. you thrashed convulsively in kento’s arms, feeling everything inside tighten into an unbearably hard, hot knot.
higuruma, feeling your orgasm coming, stretched your already swollen folds with his fingers until it almost hurt, and for the last time, sucked your clit in as deep as possible, licking it frantically. a loud, dominant squelching filled the cramped elevator.
"a-a-ah! kent— oh god, i'm gonna... mmmngh-a-a-a!" your scream broke into a rasp as the first wave of orgasm literally ripped through you.
you felt your muscles inside start to contract uncontrollably, pulsing hot wetness right onto hiromi’s face. you shuddered all over, your legs on nanami’s shoulders shaking with a fine tremor. kento pulled away from your tongue at that moment just to catch your wide-open mouth in a silent scream and greedily breathe in your orgasmic moan.
you gasped, your head falling onto nanami’s shoulder as white spots swam before your eyes. hiromi didn't stop even when you started twitching in convulsions. he kept greedily licking and sucking up your slick, which was now dripping down his chin and lips.
"hiromi, stop... ah... i can't anymore..." you went limp in kento’s arms, feelin' a heavy, leaden weakness spread through your body. you barely breathed, pressing your forehead against nanami’s shoulder. your body still shook with small, lingerin' tremors, and your head was a total vacuum. you were literally floating in the clouds after such a crushing orgasm, feeling like soft, pliable clay in their hands.
but the blissful silence didn't last long. nanami pulled back a bit to look at your face and took you by the chin, forcing your blurred gaze to focus on him.
"you think that’s it, darling?" his voice sounded scary calm and low. "you really think we're gonna let you come just once?"
your eyes widened. you tried to say something, but only a weak, ragged exhale escaped your throat. "what're you..."
hiromi slowly pulled away and got up from his knees. his lips glistened wetly, and there was a streak of your juices on his chin that he didn't even think about wipin' off. he looked down at you, fixing his shirt cuffs.
"that was just the start," he tossed out, and his voice vibrated in the tight cabin. you were still hangin' in nanami’s arms, legs shaking, and your mind was fading. "n-no... wait..." you tried to pull your thoughts together, "someone could walk in right now... the dispatcher... he might hear through the intercom..."
nanami just laughed low against your neck, and that sound made you shrink. he didn't let you go. instead, he shifted his grip to get comfortable and started to slowly, intentionally rub your aching, oversensitive cunt against his huge, rock-hard cock through the fabric of his pants.
"ah!" you sobbed, whimpering from the unbearable pleasure that bordered on torture. "nanami..." "we could just call the dispatcher again so help comes right now," kento whispered, keepin' up the methodical grind against you, squeezin' out new portions of wetness that now fell in heavy drops and dripped onto the elevator floor. your heels had been lyin' in the corner for a while now. "is that what you want? you want us to get pulled out of here right now?"
he didn't stop, and you felt his hardness throb, promisin' somethin' way bigger. at that moment, hiromi stepped in close. he cupped your face in his palms and sank into your lips with a deep, greedy kiss. you tasted yourself mixed with his hot spit — intimate, and crazy turning you on.
"m-m-m," he hummed into your mouth, pulling back only a millimeter. "is this what you want?" you should've said "yes." you should've screamed 'bout how they broke all the rules, how hierarchy was trashed, and how you're all gonna get fired in disgrace. you should've stopped this.
but you didn't. your first orgasm was so mind-blowing that all you could think about was the throbbing weight you felt with your ass through nanami’s clothes. you couldn't even dream of just one of them in your wildest fantasies, but getting both at once? that was the kind of extreme greed they write about in books.
“n-no…” you aggressively shook your head, completely forgetting you were in the damn elevator of an office building. your hands dug into higuruma’s shoulders on their own, and you started desperately, almost insanely grinding against the man behind you in every way possible, begging for more with your body alone.
hiromi gave a faint, barely noticeable smile without taking his eyes off you, watching the way you writhed in kento’s hands. “that’s what we thought. dirty girl… you spent months tempting your bosses just so they’d fuck you at the same time?”
you barely heard him. his words drowned in the rush of blood pounding in your ears, and you only nodded quickly, feverishly, agreeing with every word he said. “c’mon, baby,” nanami caught you with one hand, giving you more space, “use your hands. take my pants off.”
with trembling fingers, you reached behind you as much as the cramped space allowed and touched his cock through the fabric for the first time. nanami let out a low, rough groan and pushed himself into your palm, rolling his hips forward. you tried to feel more of him, but kento only tightened his grip on your waist.
“baby, i just had to sit there without getting to taste you. you’d better hurry up.” you frantically searched for his belt buckle, but your fingers wouldn’t cooperate. you couldn’t see what you were doing behind your back, and helpless little whines started slipping out of you.
“i-i can’t do it… kento, i can’t…” you sobbed, tears blurring your vision. nanami laughed quietly, enjoying your desperation. “what an impatient girl, huh?”
he jerked his hips sharply to help you, and finally you managed to undo the belt. then the button and zipper gave in too. his pants slipped down, and immediately, without waiting, you covered his cock with your hand over his boxers. nanami threw his head back, sucking in air through his teeth with a hiss. you moaned too — just the thought of him being inside you turned you into a melted, shapeless mess.
by then, hiromi already pulled his pants down slightly. you froze as you looked at him. his cock looked intimidating: long, heavy, veins standing out clearly along it, the tip already wet. exactly the one you imagined whenever you touched yourself.
you breathed heavily, your pussy still pulsing after your orgasm while your hands already pulled down the blond man’s boxers behind you. the second his cock came free, it pressed against your ass with a dull thud. you felt the heat of it against your skin.
nanami wrapped a hand around himself and slowly dragged the tip over your untouched back hole first. panic shot through you instantly, your voice turning high and almost frightened. “kento!.. please, kento…”
he immediately buried himself against your neck, kissing you greedily with his mouth open, leaving your skin wet and burning. “relax,” he whispered, his voice vibrating through your body. “we’re not going there… for now.”
you relaxed a little, but the realization crashed over you in another wave: that meant they were both going to fuck you. at the same time.
your thoughts didn’t even have time to form into words before higuruma stepped closer. he cupped your face, gently but firmly sucking on your lower lip before pulling away and looking directly into your eyes.
“if it hurts, just tell us, okay?” his voice sounded serious, almost gentle. “we won’t do anything that’ll hurt you. we’re here to give you what you’ve been begging for all this time. tell me you understand.”
you only nodded shakily, unable to force out a single word. “use your words, sweetheart,” nanami insisted, pressing his cock against your lower back. you swallowed hard, your voice rough from all the screaming and moaning. “i… i understand. yeah. please…”
nanami adjusted his grip on you more comfortably, one arm still holding your weight while the other slowly, carefully guided his cock. at first, he only teased you with it, dragging the tip through your folds, coating himself in all your slickness, practically soaking himself in your juices before finally giving one decisive thrust.
he pushed in slowly, giving you time to feel every inch of his impossible thickness. you cried out instantly and grabbed onto higuruma’s shoulders with a death grip. meanwhile, hiromi pressed himself flush against you, holding your hips steady and helping you keep your balance while his eyes tracked every shaky breath you took.
he really was huge. you felt him literally forcing your insides apart, pushing so deep that every experience you’d ever had before suddenly felt like some pathetic joke. your head fell back, your moans breaking apart into weak little whines.
“mmmngh! kento… haa-ah… hurts… no, feels good… god—!” you choked on the words as he filled you completely. “that’s it, sweetheart, take all of me,” nanami rasped, his voice vibrating through your body.
“you’re too big… kento, you’re too big…” “i know, baby,” he started moving inside you slowly, deeply, “it’ll feel better soon. just relax for me.”
while that happened, higuruma kissed his way down your neck to your chest, which already spilled out of your bra cups. he wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking greedily while nanami kept thrusting into you from behind.
“fuck…” kento growled, picking up the pace. “knew you’d have a fucking heavenly pussy… she’s squeezing me so tight.” all you could do was whine and sob. “ah! mmngh!! feels so good… more… haaah!”
“yeah?” higuruma pulled away from your chest, his gaze turning sharp and hungry. “it’s about to feel even better.” nanami cupped your face with both hands, turned you toward him, and crashed his mouth against yours in a deep kiss. “take a breath,” he ordered right against your lips.
you were already completely fucked stupid from his cock and the heat of their bodies. the second you gasped for air, you felt another huge, hard shape starting to push into you. hiromi entered you from the front, and you practically whimpered into nanami’s kiss while your fingers dug into higuruma’s shirt hard enough to make the fabric strain.
the moment he fully pushed inside, stretching you beyond anything imaginable, you screamed so loudly it felt like your voice tore through the entire building. “oh god! god! fuck… fuck! a-ah-ahh!”
tears spilled from your eyes automatically from the shock and overwhelming fullness. nanami laughed low against your lips, licking away the salty wetness. “no god here, sweetheart. we’re the ones making you scream like that.”
both of them stayed still for a moment, letting your body adjust to the unbearable stretch. hiromi’s hand squeezed your breast possessively while nanami bit at your shoulder and every patch of exposed skin he could reach.
it felt like forever or maybe only a few seconds — you had no idea anymore. the only thing you knew was that you needed them. “more… want more… please…”
“our girl’s getting greedy, huh?” higuruma smirked while looking at your flushed face. “one cock isn’t enough anymore? now you always want two?” then they started moving. together. hard. rhythmic.
it felt like your pussy was about to split apart, your whole body turning into one shaking, dripping mess. you moaned and whimpered while they kept taking turns kissing you, your chin already soaked with spit, your face damp with sweat and their touches. saliva and slick ran down your neck and chest, and you were pretty sure there was already a puddle forming on the elevator floor beneath you.
their movements turned sharp and perfectly synchronized, and you felt them practically pounding you into the narrow space between them. nanami set a deep, animalistic pace from behind while hiromi matched every thrust from the front, forcing your body to stretch to its absolute limit. the cramped elevator filled with unbearable wet sounds: skin slapping against skin, heavy male growls, and your endless, choking moans mixed with the smell of all your arousal.
“ah! haaah… nngh! fuck, kento… romi… a-ahh!” you cried out when they bumped against each other inside you, trapping your womb between them.
“look at this fucking mess,” hiromi rasped without taking his eyes off the place where your bodies merged together. “you’re sucking us in so greedily. such a needy little hole for your bosses.”
nanami grabbed your hair, pulling your head back slightly so he could see your face twisted with pleasure. “hear those sounds, baby?” he slammed into you hard, and the elevator filled with a loud, filthy squelch. “that’s all you. you’re so fucking wet we’re practically drowning in you.”
“mmmngh! yes… more… ” you couldn’t even control the saliva dripping down your chin anymore, mixing with their sweat. your face stayed damp, your hair stuck to your forehead, and your eyes rolled back.
higuruma leaned forward and crashed his mouth against yours, swallowing your moan with his lips. his tongue moved just as aggressively as his cock while his hand kept squeezing your breast hard enough to hurt. when he finally pulled away, a thin string of saliva stretched between you before breaking against your neck.
hiromi tightened his grip on your thighs even more, lifting your hips so you stayed completely open for both of them. the elevator smelled heavy with sweat, bodies, and slick, and the only thing breaking the silence were the filthy sounds of their bodies slamming against your ass.
nanami slowly moved his hand down the front of your body. his fingers, soaked with your slick, found your clit. “look at this little thing,” he rasped, his voice vibrating through your spine. “look how swollen it is. you’re pulsing so much, sweetheart.”
he started playing with you, and the elevator filled with another wet, messy sound from his fingers moving against you. every touch sent a shock through your body.
“mmmngh! kento… ah!” you sobbed shakily as your thighs started trembling uncontrollably. “please… i wanna come… i’m gonna… mmhnm!!" “no,” he cut you off. he gave one deep, crushing thrust. “don’t even think about coming without permission.”
their pace grew even faster, turning into something raw and primal. nanami’s heavy thrusts from behind crashed against hiromi’s from the front. the mirror in the elevator completely fogged over now, thick drops of condensation sliding down it just like the sweat running along your back. you could barely breathe anymore, your moans dissolving into broken little whimpers.
“tell me,” nanami suddenly pinched your clit hard between his fingers, making your back arch violently as you screamed. “who does this sweet, greedy pussy belong to?”
“a-ahh! yours! only yours! always only yours!” you practically sobbed the words out, losing the last of your sanity from the overwhelming pleasure. “good girl,” hiromi whispered smoothly against your damp shoulder before kissing it. “such a good girl. keep taking us, baby.”
your pussy pulsed violently, burning from the friction and impossible fullness. every thrust from nanami and hiromi forced more slick out of you, thick drops falling onto the floor and adding to the puddle already spreading beneath your feet. you felt completely used, ruined, and unbelievably happy in exactly that role.
the tension inside you coiled into a tight, unbearable knot that was about to snap. from behind, nanami made one last, crushing thrust, driving into you to the very hilt with a loud, wet sound, while hiromi made a powerful lunge forward at the same time, pinning your uterus in a vise between the two of them.
at that moment, nanami pressed hard against your pulsing clit, and that was the final straw. you literally buckled in their arms. the elevator walls started to swim before your eyes, and a series of choking, ragged sobs ripped from your throat.
"mmmngh-a-a-a! god! god! i— aah!" you gasped, feeling the first wave of orgasm paralyze your legs. your pussy started to contract convulsively and rhythmically around them, trying to squeeze every last drop out. you felt every vein on their members, every movement that now felt a hundred times sharper. a frantic, wet squelching filled the tight cabin — it was your juices, forced out by their pressure, literally splashing onto the floor and mixing with sweat.
you felt everything inside flip. your stomach muscles cramped, you threw your head back aggressively, pressing the back of your skull into nanami’s shoulder, and you just stopped breathing for several long seconds. you were shaking so hard that hiromi had to grip your thighs in a death lock to keep you from sliding to the floor.
"yes, just like that," nanami growled, feeling your pussy literally suck him in. "cum on our cocks, our pretty girl." you could not answer. you only whimpered and shuddered in a long, agonizingly beautiful ecstasy. tears of happiness and shock rolled down your wet cheeks.
you were still shaking from the lingering waves when you felt the blonde’s breath grow heavy, turning into a muffled growl. "fuck, you are so tight...so perfect baby..." he rasped, driving into you one last time with such force that you felt his pulse at your very center.
hiromi, feeling your tremors and kento’s frantic rhythm, also stopped holding back. his movements became sharp, almost rough; he literally slammed you into nanami, wringing the last moans out of you.
for a moment, everything froze. you felt nanami shudder through his whole body, his fingers digging into your thighs until it hurt, and he poured into you in a hot, pulsing stream. almost at the same time, hiromi let out a low, guttural sound and also went still, pressing his forehead against your shoulder, giving all his tension to you.
"so good mmm..." you went totally limp in their arms, feeling the scalding heat of their seed spread inside you. a sharp, mechanical sound and a sudden jolt of the elevator under your feet made you all freeze.
"hello, elevator number four? we have recorded a stop; we are restarting the system now. is everything alright with you?"
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18+ Big scary men who let you slap them during sex.
He’s massive beneath you — broad chest, thick arms, powerful thighs that could easily pin you down if he wanted. But right now he’s on his back, letting you ride him however you want. His hands rest on your hips, not guiding, just holding you steady as you sink down on him.
You lean forward, bracing one hand on his chest, and bring the other down hard across his cheek. The sound is sharp. His head snaps to the side with the force of it. A low, guttural groan rumbles out of his chest as he twitches hard inside you. “Fuck… do it again,” he rasps, voice wrecked.
You slap him again, harder this time, watching the way his eyes flutter and his jaw clenches. His hips buck up sharply, driving deeper into you. The sting on his cheek blooms red against his flushed skin, but he doesn’t stop you. If anything, he looks drunk on it. “Harder, baby,” he begs, voice hoarse. “I can take it.”
You ride him faster, grinding down on him while you slap him again and again. Each hit makes him groan louder, his grip on your hips tightening as he lets you use him. His eyes stay locked on yours the whole time, dark and hazy with lust.
When you finally come, clenching hard around him, you slap him one last time, right as your orgasm hits. That’s what breaks him. He groans deep and filthy, hips stuttering as he spills inside you, thick and hot, pulsing with every slap you land.
Afterward, he’s breathing hard, cheek bright red, but he pulls you down against his chest and kisses you soft and attentively. His hand strokes your back gently, almost apologetically, like he’s the one who should be sorry.
“Again next time?” he murmurs against your lips, voice still rough.
You smile and kiss the reddened mark on his cheek.
satoru gojo eats you out until he falls asleep / 0.3k
cw: 18+ mdni gojo is pussy-drunk, oral (f!reader receiving), no use of y/n, fluff
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he’s nestled between your legs, his head slightly resting on your thigh, tongue swirling over your swollen clit. he’s been at this for god knows how long already—licking and suckling on your clit like it was his lifeline.
you were exhausted from the many orgasms he managed to pull from you.
“just one more, baby,” he pleaded, voice low and a little wrecked, pressing gentle kisses to the inside of your thighs. “can you do that for me?"
you nodded, and his lips closed around your clit. you moaned breathlessly, back arching slightly off his bed. you dared a glance down at him and your cunt clenched around nothing.
the sight of him alone almost sent you barreling over the edge. his cheeks were glistening with your slick, white hair completely tousled and messy from how hard you’d been pulling on it, those brilliant blue eyes dark and heavy-lidded, lashes fluttering like he was fighting sleep just to keep tasting you.
“satoru,” you whine, reaching down to grab his hand. he takes hold of it immediately, giving you a gentle squeeze, thumb brushing over your knuckles.
his eyes slip shut as he loses himself in the taste of you. lips still working against your clit, slow and indulgent.
slower. slower. slower.
he’s barely tracing the tip of his tongue through your folds now, movements lazy and dreamy, those long white lashes resting against his flushed cheeks. his breathing has gone deep and even, warm puffs of air against your over-sensitive skin.
you were having an even harder time keeping your own eyes open, but you couldn’t fight it off any longer. you fell asleep with satoru sound asleep against the plush of your thighs, his tongue still pressed soft and warm to your clit, his hand still entwined with yours.
dom!nanami & switch(sub)!gojo with their pretty little sub :3
not proofreaded :/
satoru could never dominate kento we all know this but the way satoru dominated you man, kento can’t help but get hard. “hm?~ my pretty girl can’t take it no more?” satoru was so mean fucking you senseless while telling you to keep your eyes remain on kento. satoru’s hand grip tightly around your throat, pulling you up feeling nothing but his heavy breath against your neck. “ look at k-kenny and tell him how much —shit— how much are a nasty girl you are” yet no words came out, well nothing but moans and sniffles.
there are time where satoru’s the one in your position, “be good” kento’s thick fingers rubbed slowly on his tip as satoru let out whines that could only be described as ‘ pleasure and impatience ’. “tell me how it feels?” ken’s brow raised with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lip. “s-soo good.. please kenny i wanna cum” gosh satoru looked so cute you started to think of all the ways to dominate him.
kento loves taking you both at once. loves the pathetic looks you both gave him, the pretty pledges he hears from you and satoru (well more satoru). “attagirl taking me so well.~” kento’s fingers run through your hair as you slowly took his cock down your throat inch by inch. kento was heavy in length and girth. at this point you could call him a goddamn meal. “pull back i wanna see that pretty face.” he gripped the back of your neck gently pulling you away, watching all the saliva pull away with you. kento’s smirk had widened at this point “ don’t waste it, satoru. ” hesitantly he look at you before licking all the saliva before processing to (sloppily) make out with you.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who's suuuper attentive during sex— he's just so obsessed with making you feel good— he refuses to leave his sweet wife unsatisfied.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who insists on doing the laundry for the sole purpose of sniffing your panties.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who can't keep his hands off of you.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who loves when you get on top of him—riding him with that fucked out look on your face as you tell him how good he feels.
"ahh..kenny!"The sound of your ass meeting his thighs came down loud-hard. A groan rumbled from his throat, fingers pushing in to your skin even deeper as you squeezed him. " 'm right here baby, yeahhh, just like that."He threw his head back, muttering such filty words beneath his breath." mhm- you feel so good! "
Pervertedhusband!Kento who has a whole entire notebook dedicated to new things he wants to try with you in bed. The notebook's pages are scattered with small sticky notes of positions you like, numerous descriptions of faces you've made— that drove him crazy . Every single detail of your sex life all in one book.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who can last long, until you start kissing his neck.
Your sweet lips lathered sloppy kisses against his sensitive neck. Your clothed pussy humped against his twitching thigh, ignoring the bulging problem in his sweats. Kento's lips parted- he tried, he really did try and stop you. but he couldn't. Kento's body wouldn't allow him to. Your kisses stopped reluctantly when Kento moaned out loudly, hips slamming upwards straight in to you—his body surging of heat. "Did you just cum?" Kento's ears burned of crimson as he whispered a quiet "yeah.."
Pervertedhusband!Kento who loves your scent. He loves it especially when he's fucking you from behind and he instinctively leans down to whisper in your ear. Your smell invades him like a drug and he's definitely not complaining.
Pervertedhusband!Kento who loves lazily fingering you when you two lay on the couch . He finds it so hot to watch you try to keep composure though he's more relaxed than ever. He knows he's mean but he just can't help it.
A/N: sooooo I was working on some of the posts from the poll and got carried away👀😭
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dom!nanami & switch(sub)!gojo with their pretty little sub :3
not proofreaded :/
satoru could never dominate kento we all know this but the way satoru dominated you man, kento can’t help but get hard. “hm?~ my pretty girl can’t take it no more?” satoru was so mean fucking you senseless while telling you to keep your eyes remain on kento. satoru’s hand grip tightly around your throat, pulling you up feeling nothing but his heavy breath against your neck. “ look at k-kenny and tell him how much —shit— how much are a nasty girl you are” yet no words came out, well nothing but moans and sniffles.
there are time where satoru’s the one in your position, “be good” kento’s thick fingers rubbed slowly on his tip as satoru let out whines that could only be described as ‘ pleasure and impatience ’. “tell me how it feels?” ken’s brow raised with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lip. “s-soo good.. please kenny i wanna cum” gosh satoru looked so cute you started to think of all the ways to dominate him.
kento loves taking you both at once. loves the pathetic looks you both gave him, the pretty pledges he hears from you and satoru (well more satoru). “attagirl taking me so well.~” kento’s fingers run through your hair as you slowly took his cock down your throat inch by inch. kento was heavy in length and girth. at this point you could call him a goddamn meal. “pull back i wanna see that pretty face.” he gripped the back of your neck gently pulling you away, watching all the saliva pull away with you. kento’s smirk had widened at this point “ don’t waste it, satoru. ” hesitantly he look at you before licking all the saliva before processing to (sloppily) make out with you.
dom!nanami & switch(sub)!gojo with their pretty little sub :3
not proofreaded :/
satoru could never dominate kento we all know this but the way satoru dominated you man, kento can’t help but get hard. “hm?~ my pretty girl can’t take it no more?” satoru was so mean fucking you senseless while telling you to keep your eyes remain on kento. satoru’s hand grip tightly around your throat, pulling you up feeling nothing but his heavy breath against your neck. “ look at k-kenny and tell him how much —shit— how much are a nasty girl you are” yet no words came out, well nothing but moans and sniffles.
there are time where satoru’s the one in your position, “be good” kento’s thick fingers rubbed slowly on his tip as satoru let out whines that could only be described as ‘ pleasure and impatience ’. “tell me how it feels?” ken’s brow raised with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lip. “s-soo good.. please kenny i wanna cum” gosh satoru looked so cute you started to think of all the ways to dominate him.
kento loves taking you both at once. loves the pathetic looks you both gave him, the pretty pledges he hears from you and satoru (well more satoru). “attagirl taking me so well.~” kento’s fingers run through your hair as you slowly took his cock down your throat inch by inch. kento was heavy in length and girth. at this point you could call him a goddamn meal. “pull back i wanna see that pretty face.” he gripped the back of your neck gently pulling you away, watching all the saliva pull away with you. kento’s smirk had widened at this point “ don’t waste it, satoru. ” hesitantly he look at you before licking all the saliva before processing to (sloppily) make out with you.
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