You And Boyfriend!Bakugou Drunkenly Fuck One Night Without A Condom, His Burning Mouth On Your Nipples

REPENTED ONTO THE LORD, Toji f. - pastor lover. <3

You had one roll; A nun. A virgin.

Such a holy one now pulling your hair back in the grip of his fist. You knew this priest had a kinky side. His teeth held his onyx black cassock. His sweaty, oily chest and v-cut open to his view as he knocked your back out from behind. He had three main kinks when it came to sex at the chapel with you. Breeding, degradation, praise.

As he prayed to the one true god, he whispers a prayer from above you. He holds you down, his hands bigger than your face. Steady and placed on your waistline. He continues to pump you full of his children. You can’t handle it, feeling his sperm from more than 10 minutes ago spilling down your thighs. His prayers are answered, watching as you. Take his cum, cry and weep, and bless him with his name.

“Oh thy is a sin onto us, but with me. I shall lead you down the path of the lord. Do you understand stand me cunt?….”

He pushed farther, enough to push against your back walls, entering your stomach.

“Father please!- no more!” He ignored you of course. As he continued his prayers. “Oh lord, thank you for providing me this bitch…”

Ehehe here we go~! ⚜️

Imagine this; you’re a member of the Eternal Paradise cult, kneeling before your god in hopes that he’ll grant your wish. You’ve been trying to have a baby for nearly a year now to no avail. Your periods come regularly, you’ve never had any debilitating sicknesses, and there’s never been a history of infertility in your family, so by all means you should be able to have a child, but still you remain unblessed!

Douma smiles down at you with a hum. “Let’s see what I can do about that”

& — 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 !

— # a/n : omg !! fleur !! this was so yummy and delicious !! i hope you like this as much as i do !! i added a bit of more details to the plot, hopefully you don't mind !

— # cw : nsfw !! breeding, mentions of pregnancy, LOTS of cum, cumflation ( kinda ), cheating on your spouse, douma highkey manipulating you into letting him fuck you, very minor character death, unbalanced power dynamics, calling douma your lord, etc .

"really?!"

you asked hopefully, staring up at douma who was seated in his throne of cushions, he was staring down at you - his gorgeous rainbow eyes practically glowing. he nodded his head, a grin on his lips. "of course, i'd be happy to help such a sweet woman." he replied, his large hands gently cupping your face, his thumb stroked your cheek, comforting your anxiety.

you nuzzled into his cold hands, you were on your knees before him, your shoulders moved forward to lean more into his touch. "lord founder douma, how will you help?" you asked with a hopeful glint in your voice.

you had your own husband, the two of you had been trying to convive for months now, but it's just not working! a feeling of pain always crosses your chest when you see your period arrive - you've tried everything in your power, pray, different positions, eating healthier, and nothing! coming to your lord was your last resort.

douma hummed gleefully, he tore his gaze away from you before looking around the room, no one else was present, just you and him, the shoji doors were shut too - perfect timing, douma looked back at you before moving his hands away from your pretty face, he gently caressed your hair.

"undress for me," he said, almost as if he had no care in the world, your eyes widened in surprise at such a command, no way he just requested such a deed. but his gaze was focused on you directly, he was waiting for you to start. gently shaking your head, your hands landed on your lap. your fingers instinctively toying with your wedding band on your finger. "lord founder douma, i mustn't. i-i'm married." you protested, but your words were soft and shaky, sounding unsure.

"really now?" douma replied, he still smiled, not really caring for your spouse. you nodded, "well, you say you have no illnesses that cause infertility and have a normal cycle, maybe it your husband that can't give you the child you crave." douma said raising his pointer finger matter-of-factly, you were left baffled. your husband not being able to give you a child? no! that couldn't be right!

"b-but! i-!" you stammered, your head not being able to wrap around what douma was saying, but he only laughed. "my dear, there is only one way to find out, now, do you want my help or no?" he said, leaning his weight into his palm, you let out a shaky breath. you needed a child, it's the most you craved in your life! being able to bare a sweet child, nurture for it, then watch it grow, this is the future you've always envisioned in yourself. now, douma was giving you two options, either take his help or go back to your possibly infertile spouse.

all your memories were rushing through your head, you knew infidelity would be horrible in your name, "i-i want your help, lord founder douma, b-but my husband - i don't want to be seen as.. a common whore." you spoke quietly, shame bubbling in your chest, how amusing.

douma raised his eyebrow at this, he had forgotten how cruel society was and how condescending they could be, he moved his hand to his chin almost as he was pondering. after a few seconds he snapped his fingers, "i've got it! no need to stress it, i will ensure nothing happens to you and i'll take care of your husband." he said with a smile, bloodlust pooling behind it, he could just kill your husband and play it off as if you were his wife if you were true to bare his child.

his words brought you comfort, a small warm formed in your chest, this was your chance, your chance to become a mother like you've been dreaming of - shaking off the guilt that grew in the back of your head, you nodded. "o-okay, please help me, lord founder douma." you spoke meekly, melting under his gaze.

douma grinned, good girl, clapped his hands together and started down at you. "well, my dear, undress for me."

the noise of skin slapping was loud, bouncing off the room's walls, your moans were broken and loud - your thighs were pushed up right against your chest, douma's large hands holding them flush against your chest.

he had you folded into a nice mating press, douma used his own body weight to keep you right where you are. his claws dug into your skin, barely breaking skin, his grip on the back of your thighs was rough. his hips kept pushing flush against your own, shoving his large cock deep inside you, his cock's tip knocking against your cervix. his cock kept pushing his cum deep inside your cunt, keeping you nice and bred.

your brain was out of it, you had already climaxed over a solid four times, and probably more, douma has had his fair share of climaxes too, but his stamina was much stronger than yours - he had no means of stopping, not yet, at least.

he needed to ensure that he could fulfill your prayers, make you bare his child, make sure you'd be nice and round by the next few months. besides, your cute little reactions only made the experience better, your fucked out face, your begs, your moans, how compliant you were. by now, he knew he would discard of your husband, you were too cute - there was no way you would slip through his fingers.

there was a thin sheet of sweat that covered your bodies, small drops of sweat slowly rolling down your skin, douma was loving it. as he fucked you senseless, there was pleasured grin on his lips, his pace not faltering, in fact, it felt like he was going faster. too fast for your fucked out brain to process.

your moans were slipping past your lips like an endless melody, you just couldn't hold yourself back from being loud while douma fucked you senseless.

you felt stuffed, it felt like his thick cum was bloating out your stomach; if that was even possible. yours hands gripped his thighs as he pounded in and out of you, over and over again.

douma wasn't quiet either, moans slipped past his lips freely, as well as dirty talk, his mouth was foul, but it only made your walls tighten around him.

douma's head rolled back slightly as his hips kept smashing against yours, a fucked out smile on his lips, "you keep sucking me in, my dear!~ you really want me to leave you nice a b-bred, huh? you want to have your god's child, don't you?~" he babbled out, you just cried out and nodded your head eagerly. "y-yes, m'lord, please! give me your children!" you cried out almost desperately.

douma groaned, sweet woman, begging for his cum, begging to bare a demon's child unknowingly. no worries, he will fulfill anything you beg him for.

your cunt was an absolute mess, his cum even stained your thighs as well as his pubic bone and balls, the amount of cum that was shared in between the two of you was downright filthy, but it felt so good. the thought of your husband was fucked right out of your brain, the only thing you could think about was douma, his cum, and being his pretty little breeding bunny.

douma's moans only got louder and louder as the seconds passed, a tight pressure coarsing through his body. "oh, my dear!~ m'gonna cum again! m'gonna f-fill you up nice and good!" he moaned out happily, his smile still on his lips as his eyes rolled back sensually.

douma bit his bottom lip at the pleasure he felt, small drops of sweat slowly gliding down his temple.

you nodded your head at his words, incoherent moans and begs for his cum leaving your lips. drool pooled from your lips as your body was used as a cumdump but, that's what you wanted, right?

douma finally shoved his cock deep inside your cunt, pressing his cock right against your cervix, his cum came spurting out - a whorish moan leaving his lips as his eyes rolled back in glee, he still bit his bottom lip, but he was still smiling. he was almost like a dog in heat, fucking you over and over.

you gasped, feeling another round of cum fill your cunny, it almost felt like he was filling up your womb!

normally, a normal man's cock would soften up by now, but after douma's cum stopped spurting out of him, he only looked down at you. grinning, douma moved one hand and slapped your cheek, making sure you don't pass out on him. you stared at him hazily, you swore he could fuck you till you passed out - and you knew that he wouldn't stop even then. douma pouted fakely seeing you like this.

"aw, c'mon, my dear! don't die out on me yet! you asked for this, didn't you?" he said, and you meekly nodded. douma hummed, pleased with your answer, he then pulled his hips back and thrusted back inside you. "well, let's continue!" he said joyfully, going back to fucking you senseless.

the squelching noises that came from your cunt were loud and obnoxious, his cum practically pooled below you, the sticky substance leaving strings connecting to your skin as his with every thrust. your body shook in overstimulation, how could he not be tired? but, you still cried out in pleasure, maybe some pain mixed in from the general overstimulation and his claws digging into your skin.

needless to say, it was no surprise to see your stomach slowly bloating up after a few months later. his heir growing in your womb, your husband now out of the picture with douma filling in the spot.

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Trueform!Sukuna

a/n: i HAD to write something after seeing this on twitter today 😭 go support their patreon!

warnings: size kink, fingering, degrading

minors DNI or else you’re getting blocked

imagine trueform!sukuna stretching you open on his lap. two pairs of hands forcing your legs apart. one hand focused on keeping your pretty mouth shut, your tongue wrapped around his thick digits, while the other was bullying it’s way inside your tight cunt.

you looked at your reflection in the expansive mirror on the far wall. you were so small in comparison to sukuna, your back pressed to his chest and your legs widely spread on his lap. sukuna hunched over to growl in your ear.

“how many fingers can this fucking pussy take?” he saw it as a challenge, stuffing two, then three fingers into your sopping heat. your pussy squelched around his digits as he picked up the pace. his dicks twitched against your lower back.

you whimpered around his fingers. the stretch hurt so much, but it felt so good. you took in the feeling of his fingers twisting and curling into that same spot that had you seeing stars. drool trickled past his digits, down the sides of your mouth before dripping down your chin. your eyes rolled to the back of your head. you were so full.

“eyes on me, slut” he removed his fingers from your mouth, a wet gasp escaping your lips, before he gripped your jaw and forced you to look into the mirror. he gave you that same menacing glare in the reflection, pumping his fingers faster, watching as you slowly fell apart on his lap.

tears streaked down your face and another wave rushed over you as your reached your high for the upteenth time, your juices trailing down your ass, staining the white robe that still covered sukuna’s bulky build. he loved using your body until you were pliant and numb in his arms. it was the perfect state to be in to take both of his bulging cocks.

give me izuku who keeps his voice perfectly steady while fucking you during a phone call.

izuku who lays back in his expensive sheets with his evergreen curls askew and emerald eyes dark with lustful amusement. izuku who carefully watches you fall apart in his lap, bouncing away on his dripping cock and making yourself cream on him over and over.

izuku who smirks and pinches the fat at your hips when you slow down or get tired. “nuh uh,” he mouths, still listening to his poor intern on the other end of the line. “i didn’t say you could stop, angel.”

it’s misa amane’s world and we just live in it

— 𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 !

➺ PAIRING: choi seungcheol x female reader

➺ GENRE: stepdad au, smut

➺ SUMMARY: in which you find out your stepdad is as big of a freak as you are.

➺ CW/TW: stepcest, infedilty, age gap, daddy kink, drugging, having sex while someone else is in the same bed, nipple play, grinding, begging, breeding kink, unprotected sex, squirting, creampies, overstimulation

➺ WC: 3.9k

NOTE: part two of PLF. don’t like, don’t read.

You stare at your phone unseeingly, mindlessly scrolling through your timeline as you wait for time to go by. It’s late, and you know it’s only a matter of time for your mom’s new sleeping pills to take effect. You pout impatiently, rubbing your thighs together in an attempt to soothe the ache between your legs.

Ever since you got a taste of Seungcheol’s cock, you had gotten addicted to it. So much that you didn’t care to go and take it even when your mom was home.

After two painfully long minutes, you decide that you’ve waited long enough and get out of bed. Your smirk is devious as you strip out of your favorite pajamas. Completely naked, you saunter down the hall to the master bedroom. Wetness smears between your thighs as you push the door open to reveal a sleeping couple on the large bed. Images of your stepdad fucking you like an animal in heat on that very bed has your pussy clenching.

You don’t try to be quiet as you walk over to Seungcheol’s side of the bed. The room is quiet even though your footsteps definitely weren’t. A satisfied smirk crosses your face when you realize your mom’s pills have taken effect. She’s usually such a light sleeper that any slight noise is enough to wake her. Bit just as you hoped, your mom had fallen into a deep sleep, completely unaware about what you were about to do.

Licking your lips, you crawl under the covers and immediately cozy up to your stepdad. You palm his big cock, slowly rubbing and squeezing it until it’s hard. Excitement courses through your veins as you attach your lips to Seungcheol’s neck. You place gentle kisses on his pulse point before they grow into needy licks and bites. Your movements grow eager and rougher as you grow more and more impatient.

“Daddy.” You whine, not caring that you sound desperately needy. “Wake up.”

And he does. Seungcheol’s soft laughter is deep and groggy and so damn attractive that it has you clenching around nothing. He goes to pull you closer and moans when he realizes you’re completely naked. His eyes are dark as he pushes your hand away to release his leaking cock from his sweats.

“My needy little brat wants her daddy balls deep inside her, huh?” He growls out as he lifts your leg to slide into you.

You both moan loudly when he sinks into your hot cunt. The feeling of his big dick stretching you out is has you crying out loudly as if your mom isn’t asleep right beside you. Not that you care. You know her new sleeping pills are working wonders in the best way.

“So fucking tight.” Seungcheol growls as he feels your arousal coat his cock.

He gently starts to thrust into you, still not sure how strong the sleeping pills are. As an impatient brat, you start to meet his thrusts, eyes rolling back as his tip hits your sweet spot. You whine as he grinds against you, his pelvis rubbing over your swollen clit just right. His balls smack against your ass with every hard thrust. The wet slapping sound of skin on skin just drives your arousal higher. 

Rutting into your body, your stepdad’s fat cock grinds against the spongy spot along the front of your cunt. Your juices gush from your pussy as he hammers against your g-spot so perfectly that you can’t help but squeeze him tighter and tighter. 

“Missed your cock, daddy.” You mewl out, already feeling the familiar knot in your stomach coming undone. “Missed you stretching me out like this.”

Seungcheol groans deeply at your words and changes the angles of his thrusts. It hasn’t been long since he last fucked you, but you’re so addicted that even going one day without his cock feels like torture. Not that he can blame you because he feels the same way. You feel him deeper with this new angle. The tip of his cock kisses your cervix with every snap of his hips. Your hot cunt is becoming impossibly tight, and he can’t help but smirk because you’re already so close to cumming.

“Nasty little princess.” Your stepdad moans, no longer caring if his wife wakes up. In a sick way, he almost wishes that she would so she can see just how addicted you are to his cock. “So cockhungry that you don’t care if your mom wakes up and sees you fucking her husband in her bed.”

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum.” You groan filthily as Seungcheol continues to thrust inside you.

Your filthy moans mix in the heady air that smells of sex, and the sound of his balls slapping your ass becomes more erratic. His words push you over the edge. You babble out loud cries of daddy, daddy, daddy until a guttural moan spills from your throat, thighs quivering as your pussy clamps down on Seungcheol’s dick like a vice.

“Fuck. Just like that, baby.” Seungcheol moans as one of his hands trail down to squeeze your ass and help you fuck his cock. “Cream all over this cock. Making such a fucking mess.”

“Cum inside me, daddy.” You mewl out as your stepdad fucks you through your orgasm. “Stuff me full!”

You don’t say please, but Seungcheol doesn’t care. He wants the exact same thing. The thought of filling up his cute little stepdaughter while his wife is right next to him triggers his own orgasm. He cums with a loud roar of your name, shooting his hot load into your tight cunt. You lean forward to devour his moans, forcing your tongue into his mouth as he fucks his cum deeper inside you.

“So fucking good, daddy.” You groan against his lips.

Seungcheol gives you a filthy smirk, knowing that this is only the beginning of a long night.

Seungcheol is livid. After many thrilling nights of fucking you raw and stupid, it all comes to an abrupt end when his wife decides her to stop taking her sleeping pills. Apparently, she doesn’t like how deeply she sleeps which has caused her to almost be late to work.

After an entire week of this, Seungcheol decides he’s had enough. On a night where he’s completely abandoned all his morals, he executes his plan. He plays the part of the sweet, doting husband well. With a kind smile, he brings his wife some warm milk in bed. She thanks him happily, sipping on it unsuspectingly. Seungcheol has to insist that she drink it all. He crushed three of her sleeping pills in the milk, and if he wants his plan to work he has to make sure she drinks every last drop.

They get into bed shortly after she finishes it all, and the minutes it takes for his wife to completely knock out feel like hours. Once she starts to snore, Seungcheol wastes no time in getting out of bed and walking down the hall to your bedroom. He leaves the door open after entering your room, a sick thrill going through him at the off chance that your mother could wake up and find him fucking you on your bed.

It looks like you’ve fallen asleep while on your phone, laying on top of your covers. He slowly takes off his clothes as he approaches your sleeping form, loving the switch in dynamic for a change. Seungcheol licks his lips as he crawls on your bed, cock already throbbing when he sees the skimpy nightie you have on. Fuck. It’s like you knew he was coming tonight.

You slowly stir when you feel someone hugging you from behind and a pair of big hands groping your tits. Something hard is poking your ass, and you immediately get wet when you realize what’s going on.

“You awake yet, princess?” Seungcheol coos against your ear, squeezing harder. “Daddy missed you so fucking much. I feel like I’ll go crazy if I don’t feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my dick right now.”

You mewl quietly when he pulls down the loose garment and tweaks your hardening nipples. Already, you can feel your panties sticking to your cunt as you start to squirm against your stepfather’s broad body.

“You’re more sensitive than usual, baby.” He purrs in your ear, pinching and pulling on your hard nipples over and over until you’re writhing against his stiffening cock. “Missed me that much?”

“Daddy.” You moan out as one of his hands trails down your body to tease your cunt.

“Fuck.” Seungcheol groans, fingers dipping underneath the band of your panties to rub your slit, gathering all your juices to rub your sensitive bud. “My little brat needs some relief, hm? Wants her daddy to fuck her raw until she’s dripping in cum?”

“Fuck yes!” You cry out, rutting against his hand.

Seungcheol grabs you and sits you up, cock throbbing when he sees the hunger in your gaze. He helps you straddle his lap, tugging your nightie off in one fluid movement. He groans at the sight of your pretty tits, nipples all sensitive and hard for him. Your stepdad grabs you by the waist and makes sure to place your clothed cunt directly over his aching cock. You both groan at the feeling.

“Want you to keep playing with my pussy, daddy.” The needy whimper you let out makes his entire body shudder. “Want you to keep being rough with my nipples until I can’t take it anymore.”

A low groan comes from deep in his chest, hands gripping you tighter as his cock throbs against your panty clad pussy. You kiss his jaw until you reach his pouty lips. All the desperation you feel is displayed when you smash your lips on his. You lick and suck on his tongue, messily forcing your own into his mouth after to have a taste of him.

Seungcheol feels drunk with arousal ass you rub your clothed pussy all over his leaking cock. His stomach is doing somersaults at the debouched way you grind on his hard cock. You’re so turned on and wet that your panties are completely see through now.

“God, princess.” Seungcheol moans as he pulls back, big hand moving up your body to grab your tits. His thumbs smooth over your hard nipples as your juices leak all over his cock. “You’re so fucking hot with these pretty nipples on display—all for me.”

With a wanton whine, you grind harder on his cock, desperate to have it inside you. Seungcheol smirks as he tugs and pinches your nipples until you’re whimpering and clawing at his broad shoulders. To have you on top of him, writhing like a bitch in heat is so hot that he thinks he should record it so he can save it for when he can’t fuck you.

“Fuck.” Seungcheol groans. “Just look at you. So turned on by letting your stepdad play with your tits.”

“I know.” You cry out wet panties leaking all over his throbbing cock. “It’s so wrong, but it feels too good, daddy. Want you to play with them all night.”

“Goddamn, Y/N.” Your stepdad grits out, cock leaking with so much precum that he can feel it start to dribble down his length. “Such a demanding little brat. You’re lucky daddy loves you so much. I’m going to suck on these pretty nipples until you’re creaming in your panties.”

You rock your hips with more vigor, letting out a filthy moan. “Fuck, daddy. You’re so dirty.”

“I am.” Seungcheol agrees with a ravenous hum. “It’s nasty that I want suck on my stepdaughter’s lovely tits until she’s gushing all over my lap like the needy slut she is. But it’s my fault for always giving you what you want, right, baby?”

“Yes, yes!” You mewl loudly. “Want your mouth so bad, daddy!”

Your needy plea makes his eyes flutter shut for a moment. When he opens them again, he’s staring hungrily at your tits. The sight makes him descend like a starving man. Seungcheol closes his mouth over one of your taut peaks, tongue lapping at the hard nipple like you love.

“Daddy!” You squeal in pleasure, more slick pooling in your thin panties as you watch him suck on your tit eagerly.

Your hips are moving vigorously now, rubbing your covered cunt all over his wet cock. It only makes him suck on your tit harder. Seungcheol then switches the other one, mouth sporadically swapping back and forth like he can’t decide on which nipple to keep in his mouth.

“So fucking sexy.” Your stepdad pants, nipping the soft swell of your breasts. “God, your tits are better than your mom’s.”

His depraved words shouldn’t please you as much as they do. But you’re beyond any moral reason, and the filthy confession has you grinding down on him harder with a loud moan, pussy dripping steadily. Seungcheol grabs your hips so hard to help you move that you know he’ll leave marks.

“Gonna cum, daddy.” You mewl out in shock, hips never stopping. “Fuck. You’re making me feel so good!”

Seungcheol pulls back and trails his hands up your body to squeeze your soft tits. He pushes them together and descends on your sensitive nipples again. He’s kissing, licking, and sucking on them with one purpose in mind—to have you cum in his lap. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, thighs and hips twitching as you let out a keening cry. You cum violently, saturating the fabric of your underwear until it feels like a second skin.

Your stepdad groans in satisfaction as you soak his lap with your release. He pulls back to get a better look at your panties stuck to your puffy lips. Seungcheol lick his lips, knowing he’ll have to keep ruining you all night.

As you slowly come down from your high, you bite your lip at the sight of your stepfather’s wet mouth. He looks so hot after just having sucked on your tits. You wish you could take a picture.

“Gonna let daddy fuck your messy little cunt now?”

You shudder in delight. “Fuck yeah.”

His devious grin is so fucking hot that it has your pussy clenching in need. You’re flipped on your back, panties slowly being pulled down. Seungcheol groans at the wetness of the fabric and shoves them in his face. You both moan when he starts to lick and suck on your soiled panties.

“Gonna keep these, princess.” He moans into the fabric before carefully tossing it aside.

Seungcheol’s eyes are dark when he sees you readily spread your legs for him. Your pretty pussy is all messy and wet, ready to be split open by his fat cock. He yanks you closer, slapping his aching cock on your throbbing clit. “Fuck, you make me crazy, princess.” He hisses as he rubs his cockhead all over your messy cunt.

“Hurry up and fuck me, daddy!” You whine out petulantly. “Need you inside me!”

Seungcheol’s hips buck forward, his throbbing length sliding through your puffy lips. “Bratty little girl can’t wait to be stuffed full?” He tsks meanly, his tip pressing against your hole only to slip away to rub against your slick folds. “So fucking cockhungry.”

You give him a grin and look at him through your eyelashes—a look he can never resist. “Only for you.”

That’s all it takes for Seungcheol’s hips to snap forward, forcing his cock into your hot cunt and making you cry out at the abrupt intrusion. He moans deeply and starts to roughly fuck in and out of your squelching pussy.

“My stepdaughter’s pussy is all for me, huh?” Seungcheol coos adoringly, thumb gliding across your clit to rub soft circles over your sensitive bud. “That means I’ll have to break in your tight little cunt until it’s the shape of my cock.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your nails scratch down his back, leaving your mark on him not caring that your mother would surely question him later. Not that Seungcheol cares either. He’s too lost in the feeling of your velvety walls gripping him like they want to keep his cock inside you forever.

“You feel good, princess?” Your stepdad wonders through a soft laugh. “God, I needed this. Couldn’t go any longer without feeling this juicy cunt squeezing me.”

Arching your back, you let out a loud moan. “Daddy!”

Your pussy clenches around his cock as he keeps hammering into your g-spot with every deep thrust of his hips. Seungcheol growls at your wanton cry, grinding his cock deeper into your pussy. Juices are leaking down your ass, filling the room with the lewd sound of skin slapping and loud squelching. Your room smells of sex, and as you give a quick glance to the door you wonder if the scent is strong enough to be detected from the hall.

Perversely, you get turned on by the thought of your mom walking by and smelling it. How she could just peek her head in and see her husband fucking you raw. Another coat of cream stains Seungcheol’s cock as you lose yourself in the debased fantasy.

“Daddy!” You whimper. “It’s so deep.”

Seungcheol sighs in pleasure. His hips are snapping into your sopping hole, not thinking about anything except how pretty you look under him. Tits bouncing, fucked out eyes gazing up at him like his cock is the only thing you could ever want. Fuck. He needs to breed you.

“I know, baby. Daddy’s gonna cream in your sweet pussy until you’re dripping in cum.”

Shivering all over, your pussy throbs at his words. Seungcheol can feel how much you like the idea. He growls possessively and fucks you harder. The sound of his heavy balls smacking your ass mixes in with your lovely moans perfectly.

“Gonna fuck you full of cum so you can smell me even after I’m gone. Fuck. Pretty little pussy is gonna be full of me all the time. Not even your mom can stop me from stuffing you full.”

You can’t stop moaning and whining, voice getting higher as he keeps speaking such filthy words. Your pussy gets wetter as Seungcheol’s thrusts get rougher. His cock is spearing into you so hard your upper body is bouncing along with your pretty tits.

“Breed me, daddy!” You cry out suddenly, feeling an overwhelming sensation to have his seed deep inside you. “F-Fuck, daddy! Gonna cum! Gonna cum all over your cock!”

Your head melts into your pillow as Seungcheol fucks you into the mattress. Thighs trembling as his leaking tip slams into your sweet spot.

“That’s it, princess.” Seungcheol groans, sliding his thumb to your pussy to rub your clit fast and hard. “Cum all over daddy’s cock. Let me hear me how good I’m fucking your tight little pussy."

“Oh fuck! Daddy! Daddy! Da—!” You chant loudly, back arching sharply as your orgasm slams into your body.

You wail wantonly as your pussy gushes all over his cock. Seungcheol loves every second of it. He keeps fucking your spasming hole, addicted to the feeling of you creaming on his dick. Your tongue lolls out of your mouth as your stepdad buries himself in your wet cunt to the hilt. His soft growl makes you throb as his cock spurts a hot load deep inside you. Gently, he keeps fucking it into you until he can’t handle the overstimulation.

“Such a good girl for me.” Seungcheol murmurs the praise through a heavy pant. “Milking daddy’s cock like a good little slut.”

You whine at the praise, pussy squeezing his cock to milk it some more. It works. Your clit pulses greedily as he pumps rope after rope of sticky cum inside you. Once he’s absolutely done, he slowly pulls out of you with a satisfied grin.

“God, sweetheart. That was fucking amazing.” Seungcheol says as he rubs his half-hard cock between your warm folds, eyes hungrily taking in your sweaty tired body.

You bite your lip, reaching down to stroke his cock against your clit. The feeling has you both shuddering in pleasure. “Fuck me again, daddy. Fuck me until I can’t walk.”

Seungcheol’s cock throbs in your hand, hips bucking as he lowers himself back on top of you. He kisses you heatedly, biting your lower lip before he thrusts his tongue into your mouth. You grind your sloppy pussy all over his hardening cock, eager to get him to fuck you again.

“Such a dirty girl.” Seungcheol groans against your lips. He whines as you press his thick cock against your messy hole.

“And you’re a bad stepdad.” You mewl filthily. “Wetting your dick with your stepdaughter’s pussy.”

“Fuck, I know I am.” He moans as he fucks his cock back into your cunt with a gentle thrust. “I’m sick for liking your sweet little pussy wrapped around my cock.”

You both moan when he bottoms out. Your arousal and his cum leak down his length and make a creamy ring around the base of his cock. Seungcheol pulls back a bit just to thrust right back into your pussy. He keeps you pressed against the bed, strong arms boxing you in as he starts to roughly thrust into your sloppy cunt.

“Goddamn.” Your stepfather moans through gritted teeth. “I’m already close. Fuck, baby. You got me addicted to this tight little pussy.”

Seungcheol’s hips are bucking wildly, thick dick splitting your pussy open deliciously. Your eyes flutter as his abdomen brushes against your clit. Pussy fluttering around his dick, you feel your third climax right there on the cusp of washing over your body. He nips your earlobe before dragging his lips down to kiss and bite your neck.

“Fuck. Can’t believe your mother almost stopped me from having you.” Seungcheol growls as he gets more aggressive with his thrusts. “But I took care of that, baby. I’m gonna have you all night. Juicy little cunt belongs wrapped around my cock.”

His filthy words have a dark edge to them. You don’t know what he means by that, but you don’t really care. All you can focus on is that he’s just as needy for you as you are for him. Much like you, he’s willing to go to great lengths just to get his fix. Your pussy clenches at the very thought.

“Fuck, daddy! I’m cumming again!” You mewl desperately, body wound tight. “Please, please, fuck!”

Your pussy squirts, almost pushing your stepdad’s fat cock out of your clenching hole as slick soaks his dick and drips down his balls.

“Oh, princess.” Seungcheol laughs delightedly, eyes sparkling at the mess you’ve made on his cock. “Daddy made you squirt? Liked him fucking you raw like the nasty little girl you are? Fuck, baby. Gonna creampie your messy cunt again. God—so fucking filthy.”

All you can do is nod along, whines and mewls slipping out of your lips as your feel your body buzz with euphoria. Seungcheol slams his cock into you one final time and spills his second load deep inside your overstimulated pussy. Ropes of hot cum shoot inside you, stuffing you to the brim all over again.

“Such a good girl.” Seungcheol coos against your ear. “Always so ready to take this cock. Daddy’s gonna make sure your needy little pussy gets all the dick it wants, princess. I promise.”

You give him a fucked out grin, loving that he’s just as much of a nasty freak as you are.

hey pookie hope you’re doing well 👻

can I req toji eating y/n out and she asks him to spit on it 🙇🏽‍♀️

i cried inside

💬: f! reader, f!receiving, he spanks your c!it 18+

toji‘s buried between your thighs— rough hands gripping alongside your legs to prevent you from squirming, but oh you couldn‘t help it. not when he was giving you the best toe-curling experience of your life. toji stared up at you with dark green eyes as his tongue practically slurped you clean, a long stripe to make you yank onto his hair. he‘s so messy to where he‘s happily nose deep, it‘s swiping against your nub and you have to lightly bite down on your bottom lip before whimpering loudly.

“f—fuck, toji…” you sniffled, cute fingers getting tangled into his messy obsidian-rooted locks. toji was so pussydrunk— his viridescent half-lidded eyes and lazy smile completely showed it.

he used a rough right hand to spread your thighs just a bit more— feeling your right leg cutely start to shake before you whine, “mfph—w—wait, toji.”

he looks up at you, pausing, and he carnally swipes his tongue against his dampened lips. undeniably attractive. “. . yes, darlin.’?”

you panted, having to catch your breath and it was adorable— toji blankly stared at you hands still gripped on your legs as his chin rested against your thigh, a seeming less dull pout forming on his lips as he waited for you to speak.

“. . i— u—um,” you stammered, suddenly growing nervous once he‘s staring you. toji always had such a stern, intimidating look on his face. “can you . . ?”

toji raises a brow. “spit it out, princess.”

you whine. “you’re not gonna do it, and you’re gonna think it‘s weird, toji.”

toji chuckles, abruptly rubbing a thumb against your folds to make you whimper. “princess, i promise i’m not gonna think it‘s weird. just tell me. besides, you interrupted me from my meal.”

you let off a short breath. “o-okay,” and for a few seconds you pause before nervously rubbing the back of your neck, staring down at your boyfriend that was directly between your legs. “can you maybe.. spit down on it?”

toji suddenly smirks, his dark thin eyebrows parting a bit at his change of expression, a lot more smug now. “. . oh,” and he lowly laughs. “baby, you know i‘d never say no to somethin’ like that,” and you moan— watching toji rub circles against your clit, it‘s growing a lot more of a quicker speed and you start to pant again. “want me to spit on this pretty pussy, then i‘ll do it jus’ for you.”

your chest heaves a bit— and just before he prepares himself, toji gives you a teasing pinch.

“eyes down here the entire time. i want you to watch me be messy for you.”

you felt a rapid pulse ring through your ears before nearly moaning from his thumb rubbing against your throbbing nub. “okay… t—toji…”

your eyes meet towards toji— and he gives you a single lick against your cunt before you watch him gather a decent amount of his saliva before he spat right on your pussy. the moment it hit against you, you moaned— and embarrassingly enough, you started to pulse excessively.

he watches it run down your slit slowly— rubbing the stubby pad of his thumb against it once more before licking his lips, only to lean in and give your sweet folds a good suck— cleaning his saliva right back up, making sure to not miss a drop.

“. . mhm princess . . ” he grunts lowly, his voice is raspy and low before you whine, feeling his spank your cunt lightly. you bite your lips— it was abrupt and new yet you wanted more, you couldn‘t stop throbbing. toji sees your needy expression before smirking.

“heh. y‘want me to do it again, don’t ya?”

LOCKER ROOM !

PAIRINGS : Varsity basketball player! Rindou x fem! reader.

CONTENT : 18+ mdni. exhibition. jealous rindou. established relationship. oral (reader receiving + giving). handjob. slight hair pulling. cum swallowing. brief nipple play. no aftercare. nickname (princess).

WC : 1.3k

Reblogs are highly appreciated!

Varsity basketball player Rindou who can’t help but drag you into the men’s locker room, just before his match. He can’t help it — you just look so fucking cute wearing his jersey, which is a little too big on you. Clad in his jersey on top and skimpy shorts underneath, everyone has their eyes on you.

He loves it, loves that you wore it out there, for everyone to see and know who you belong to and he’s going to make sure everyone does. It pisses him off how others, especially the guys on the other team, ogle at you ; eyeing you, his pretty girl up and down, so intently. Having had enough, he drags you into the empty locker room and shuts the door, a little too hard. Immediately he has his hands all over you, groping every part of your body.

Usually he’d pull off your shirt first, to play with your pretty tits. But not today, because right now his oversized jersey which you’re wearing is driving him nuts. Slipping his hands under the t–shirt, he caresses your waist, then your tummy, moving his impatient hands further up and up until they reach your tits. Cupping them, twisting and pinching your nipples. It already has arousal pooling in your shorts, you’re whimpering and softly moaning his name.

“So pretty f’me.. only for me, right?” he lowly whispers in your ear, face buried in the croon of your neck. “Mhm only fo’ you...”— he lazily grins at your words, “And you’re mine, right princess?” you reply a little too quick, in a high pitched voice “All yours baby, only yours!” Your eager response plus your hand tracing down, from the tattoo on his chest to his completely hard clothed dick. Rubbing and stroking it, applying slight pressure on his tip. Groaning he completely pulls out his hands from under your shirt and brings them to your ass.

Large hands kneading the flesh of your ass as he lifts you up against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist. His lips are immediately on your glossy ones. The kiss is rough and messy, it has you all hot and bothered. Tounges rolling against each other, clashing of teeth and your hands find their to the base of his hair, threading your fingers through them. Pulling away after a few minutes, breathless.

He immediately has his lips on your neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin there. “God, you look so fuckin’ pretty like this.” Looking at your dazed out expression and hooded eyes showing just how needy you’re for him. The red marks adorning your neck are enough to have him more riled up. Smirking when he is confident that everyone could see the marks when you go out there.

Nimble fingers finding their way to your clothed clit, rubbing it with enough pressure to have you all dizzy. Satisfied he sets you down on a bench peeling off your shorts, watching a string of your arousal connecting your shorts breaking off while he pulls them down on your ankle. “Already so wet for me, hm? And no panties... how naughty.” It has you so embarrassed, blood rushing to your cheeks ; you look away when you hear him chuckling.

He gets down, his face between your legs and his firm hands prevent your thighs from closing. Kissing your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your cunt at an annoyingly slow place. Looking up to you, he meets your glossy eyes, his vision moving down to your marked neck and then his jersey which was flipped up halfway. You looked so irresistible, the desperate look on your face plus grinding your hips forward greedily to finally have his lips on your cunt, he couldn’t hold it back now. Hooking you legs onto his shoulder, he encourages you to wrap your thighs around his face.

Spitting on your cunt and watching the glob run down, he dives in quickly. Sucking your clit, lapping and licking your folds harshly, it has you crying out loud in pleasure. Flicking against your clit and nibbling it when you tug his hair. You taste so heavenly and your pretty moans, he just can’t get enough of you. You know you’re being too loud and anyone who walks by could hear you but you couldn’t care less, not when he was eating you out like you are his favourite meal, which you actually are!

His skilled tongue swiping up and down your slit and then in your gaping hole. The immense pleasure and the thrill of possibility of getting caught any moment has you cumming within a few minutes. Hooded eyes rolled back, legs shaking and back arching, he knows just how to turn you into a mess. Exhaling heavily you look down at him through your blurred vision, his hair is disheveled, lips and chin glossed from your juices and he’s licking his lips to not miss out on a single drop, smirking up to you, “C’mon princess s’your turn now, get on your knees now.” He’s getting up and sitting on the bench while you get down on your knees for him, desperately trying to pull down his shorts to suck him off.

Met with his long, heavy dick, swollen tip leaking with precum. He could quite literally see hearts in your wide blown pupils. Parting your lips and licking them in anticipation, you quickly get ahold of his shaft. Landing a glob of spit on his dick and wrapping your dainty manicured hand around his dick, stroking it slowly, thumb swiping across his slit. Fingers running over his prominent veins, giggling when it twiches in your hand. His jaw’s clenched, brows furrowed and patience running thin. Every passing second he’s not inside your pretty mouth, feels like torture.

Soon enough, you start pressing kisses up his length, and suddenly he grabs your hair, guiding you to take him in “Now princess, don’t keep me waiting, i got a match— ah” He groans, throwing his head back and biting down his lips to stiffle his groans when you take him in completely. Flattening your tongue against his dick and running it along his prominent vein. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head and swirling your tongue around his tip, making him feel so fucking good. He grabs your hair in a fist and tugs on them to quicken your pace. Harshly thrusting his hips against your mouth, his tip hits the back of your throat and he’s groaning out loud, shamelessly. “So good princess, you’re doin’ so good f’me. Yeah, ah, just like that. M’so close.” Deepthroating him and fondling with his balls sends him over the edge, shooting hot and thick spurts of cum down your throat.

Opening his eyes and looking down at you, a few seconds after calming down from his high, he intently watches you swallowing his cum like a champ. Opening your mouth enough to show him how you didn’t miss a single drop. Tongue sticking out, with a lazy smile and hazy eyes looking up at him. He swears he just fell in love with you for the nth time. Bringing his hands to stroke your face and tell you how good you’re for him and how lucky he is to have you — when suddenly the door’s banging. Quickly getting up, you’re pouting and you can see him frowning, wanting to have this moment with you. Nonetheless, you both get dressed, knowing just how important this match is for him.

Rushing out to the court, he gives you quick kiss on forehead, possessively holding your waist all the way from locker room. Lazingly smirking, knowing that everyone could see the pretty marks on your neck and what you both just did. Just before he leaves, you whisper a small “g’luck rin...” in a shy yet teasing manner, your manicured hands trailing from his biceps down his chest, till they reach the band of his shorts. Slyly smiling and winking at him, when your eyes meet. Quickly running to the seats when you hear his teammates calling for him, knowing well — now that you have teased him, he’ll make sure you pay for it after the match ends.

The anticipation of what’s to come, has your thighs pressed together the whole match, thinking about what will happen later. And him looking straight at you, when he scores points for his team just fuels it. You already know it, you’re in for a ride today!

𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃! | toji fushiguro.

SUMMARY: toji has a little too much fun tormenting the new cute flight attendant in first class.

CONTENT: fem! flight attendant reader, dilf!toji, pwp, reader‘s 20+, degrading, praise, squirting, brief cockwarming, cunnilingus — (toji eats it from the back) creampie, corruption kink, dumbification, fingering, edging, spanking, size kink, biting, (petnames: sweetheart, pretty/little girl, baby.) wk — 5.9k! GYATTT.

NOTE: hey 💔 pls this was a thirst at first i swear… but my puthy… took the wheel 😞 looool enjooooy .

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Toji laid near the window of the lavish first class section of the front cabin of the airplane. It was a few others around him, but very few. He had about a good three hours left until he arrived at his destination to do more shady gambling business. To put it frank, he was bored. Toji had his head pressed up against the glass, staring blankly at the sky. But that‘s when his attention drifted. He spotted you, trying your best to have great customer service — sashaying down the aisles and creating conversations with people. Though, he stared a lot at the skirt you wore, and how you’d occasionally tug down on it, hoping no one would see, but Toji definitely did. He figured you were new mainly since he always takes this airline, and hasn‘t ever seen you before. Besides, most of the other flight attendees were a bit older than you or had far much more experience.

“Hi, Sir. Can I help you with something,” you softly spoke, immediately coming to his aid once he rang your attendant call button. “Mr. uh… Fushiguro?”

He looks up at you, and he‘s manspread in his cushioned velvet chair — dripped in a jet-black expensive tuxedo and black slacks, strands of hair nearly covering his stoically grim expression. “Yeah,” he gruffly replies, and he stretches for a bit, his eyes dart towards your rack, making contact with your pretty bedazzled name tag that you probably decorated yourself. Cute. “Y/N,” he rolls off his tongue, tilting his head before staring at the baggage cabinet. “Could you.. be a doll and get my luggage for me? Heh. Silly me. My legs, unfortunately, fell asleep.”

“Oh, sure thing.” You‘d smile, and he watches you stroll directly in front of him, opening the cabinet that was directly above him. Just as you were about to grab one of his light weighted bags, the plane made a huge shake of turbulence— causing you to embarrassingly lose your balance and fall.

Toji catches you with quick reflexes, you‘re awkwardly on his lap, and he‘s giving you a near smirk. “Uh oh. Careful now,” he huskily murmurs, and that’s when you feel his touch—his hands that were on your waist since he caught you. Toji props you up, fixing your skirt for you but you can feel his eyes lingering on your body intimidatingly. “Wouldn’t want you to hurt that pretty little face.” And you gulp, almost swearing that you felt something poke out underneath your attendant blazer while propped on his lap. Something…. questionably hard.

That‘s the words that kept repeating in your head while you’re standing in front of Toji‘s seat, hands gripping down onto the head of the cushioned seat while his tongue’s in between your thighs. This was so risky — how did it even escalate like this? You were just conversing with him about his personal life out of curiosity, and now Toji’s dug deep in between your legs, lapping up your cunt like a filthy starved man. “Toji…” You’d whimper, gripping the seat. It was an older guy completely knocked out who sat directly in front of you, snoring loudly with headphones in, and you were praying he couldn’t hear you. Much less along with the other few passengers scattered throughout the first class section — no one was really woke, regarding it was three am. But still, anyone could just… see…. Toji Fushiguro … eating you out.

You shivered, feeling the coldness of his rings all over his fingers graze against your ass, giving you a proper spank to remind you to keep your back prettily arched for him. “Sorry, sweetheart,” he chuckles, warm breath fanning against your swollen clit. Your eyes nearly rollllll back, feeling him lap up your sweet essence for all that it‘s worth. “I’ve always been a—mpmh.. messy eater.”

“Fuck—” You’d sob out, and he very much was. Toji didn’t even have the decency to remove your skirt for you. He just rolled it up to your waist. His tongue’s slurping you absolutely dry, vacuuming your cunt and it’s not long before you’ve got his well-trimmed chin glistening with your honeyed slick. “I-I‘m gonna cum again i—if you keep eating me out like that.. Mr. Fushiguro..”

Toji brings another spank to the fat plump part of your ass, and you feel him drag a thumb toward your clit for more stimulation. “Nah. Toji, girl. Say it with me. Toji.”

“T—Toji.” You’d whimper out, heels digging into the carpeted ground.

“Louder.” He slowly circles his tongue deep into your folds.

“Someone‘s gonna hear if I—”

Toji’s wet glossed lips press and poke between your folds, and he grunts, continuing to sway his thumb back and forth against you at a more rapid speed. “Yeah? Aw, that‘s too bad. I can always stop eating you out then,” he departs his lips, giving your rump a hungry gaze. “Could take my ass right back to sleep with no problem, little girl.”

“Toji! Toji T—Toji!” You’d immediately wail out, definitely not wanting that. He grins against your cunt, diving back in with a sinister grin.

“Everything alright back there?” You hear near the very front — and it‘s the pilot, he sounds worried and you bit your lip, feeling dumb that you literally yelled aloud for everyone to hear. “...Y/N? Who’s Toji?”

You panted, loving the way his tongue dragged and rolled against your sensitive nub. You swallowed thickly, voice completely shaky. “Oh.. I‘m sorry…. I— I must have,” and you’re dumbfounded. You don’t know what to say, mind going blank from Toji’s tongue continuing to lap and lick your folds — going all different directions, from north, west, east, and fucking south. “I.. I must have mistaken someone…”

“Uh huh... okay,” the pilot replies in a tired voice. Yeah, he sounds like he most definitely doesn’t believe you, but goes along anyway. “Do a favor and do a sweep and check near the main aisles, alright?”

“Yes ….. sir. Right away,” You cutely complied, and Toji’s enjoying his meal happily, his tongue slowly sliding from up to down on your pussy and you whimper. You turn your head to look down at him while giving his messy black hair an adorable yank. He looks up at you with a red-handed simper. “Toji, you‘re gonna get me i—in trouble.”

Toji moans lowly on your cunt, giving your swollen lower lips sweet kisses before giving the fat of your thighs bite marks. His dark green eyes meet you again before he shrugs, “And,” he hums, making your legs spread a bit more to manipulate your poor sensitive nub with his tongue. “Won‘t be the end of the world, pretty girl,” and he chuckles, watching you turn back towards in front of you — sinking your teeth onto your knuckles. “Yes sir. Right away,” he mocks your sweet tone. “Such a lousy flight attendant. You lied straight to the pilot as you’re getting your pussy eaten by a passenger,” and he’s continuously dipping his tongue in and out of your sheeny cunt. “Such a shame. Don’t know how to take simple orders. Someone needs more training.”

You whine at his words, the sounds he made were so dirty — your pussy continued to pop from his mouth, and his nose kept tickling against your cunt. He definitely knew what he was doing. Your mouth slightly opens from his devilish tongue that‘s drinking your sweet savory juices like water. His jaw locks and tightens, and it‘s probably been about a good fifteen minutes. Toji could eat a girl out for hours. The epitome of a pussy pleaser.

“Toji,” you gasped, lashes fluttering with each blink. He playfully sucks on your sweet labia, fondling the clitoral hood in the process, and your left leg starts to bounce. “Toji… I—I don‘t know if you fucking heard me b—but I’m about to cum..”

“Oh, I heard you, sweetheart,” he mutters in a gravelly voice, skimming and slowly flicking his greedy tongue. You nearly cry out once he locates your sweet g-spot again, so sloppy with his meal. Toji slowly looks at you with a warm grin on his shimmering chin wet from being between your thighs. “All you gotta do is ask me. Then you can cum your cute little head off.”

You whine, tears swelling up in your eyes. His tongue felt so good — laid perfectly wide and flat against your pussy, lapping it up to its supremity.

“Please… lemme cum, Toji.” You panted in a quavering tone. It was the way that his tongue acted so diabolical, repeating its routine of directing itself toward your sex. It kept making your eyes go back with your mouth slightly going agape. This was probably the riskiest thing you‘ve ever done — you’ve never done anything this remotely raunchy in public, much less on the job. It made your pussy flutter though, Toji continuing to remind you that there are people watching, and anyone can just come in and see you getting so stupid on his tongue.

“Pretty please,” He adds, and you pout feeling him remove his lips — planting soft kisses near your inner thighs, running his tongue on the bite marks he created. “Say it.”

You’re almost sobbing, swallowing the invisible lump residing in your throat before furrowing your eyebrows, eyes darting towards the head of the plane. “P-Pretty please Toji… can‘t hold it..please.”

“Go ahead.” He roughly mumbles, and your body twitches from his response, sending you into a dazed crescendo. When you orgasm, a cute whiney squeak comes out, and you’re trying so hard not to scream out while you‘re cumming on Toji‘s tongue. Your lip trembles, fist clenched, and banging against the seat. Thank god the old man in front of you was dead asleep, that would have been pretty embarrassing.

He slurps you clean, finally departing with a pussy drunken smile while you’re breathing with shattering breaths. You turn around, watching Toji sit down with spread legs, sliding his tongue across his lips in such a dirty way — tongue dragging across his sexy slanted scar. “Good girl. C’mere.” He says, and you watch him slide his rough calloused fingers between his exorbitant gleaming belt. Toji unbuckled his pants, and you stroll to him with shaky legs. He’s got a thick bulge through his black-designed boxers imprinted in them, and you so desperately wanted to ride him.

He springs his thick, well-trimmed cock out that was exquisitely leaking out pre-cum. It was pretty. You plopped on his lap, but he twisted you a bit, making your back face him. “I’m gonna have fun breaking you, little miss flight attendant,” he whispers next to your ear, and your mouth opens again marginally from the way you started to slowly sink down onto his size. He was so big, Toji grunts next to your ear, making sure your protocol skirt remained rolled up towards your waist. He licks a stripe up your neck, feeling your nails penetrate into his pants leg. “That’s it. Mmm. Press your back towards me. Relax.”

“You’re really…. big…” You breathed out, walls starting to ease up and flutter around his girth. Your cute pussy was trying to adjust, and he slithers a hand towards your cunt before going through your cute attendant blazer to feel on your tummy. “Mr. Fus— Toji… you’re not gonna fit.”

“Yeah…?” Toji hums, and he’s got a hand gently wrapping around your throat — his voice is so raspy and condescending, in a teasing way. Your pussy’s nothing like your words though, it’s sliding right in regardless of the stretch, and you’re embarrassingly biting back your words. “I dunno. This pussy’s saying something different, baby. You’re just being dramatic,” and he huffs directly next to your ear, sliding his hands all around your body. “You‘re a big girl—” and he grunts, you laying your head against his neck with a whimper, sinking deeper before he smiles. “I‘m sure you can take me. Nothing a pretty little flight attendant like you can‘t handle. There ya go. Mmm shit.”

You let out a long drawn-out whimper, knees slightly bucking from his thick cock — head reaching deep into your heated core. “Stretchy ass pussy,” he pants huskily, and you suppress a loud moan that was about to escape your lips once he’s finally all the way in. Toji’s got a sinister smile on his face, licking his lips with his tongue. “See. This pretty cunt knows how to take what its given,” and he writhes — watching you squirm and shift around his size in attempts to get comfortable. To say you‘ve taken anyone remotely as big or bigger than Toji is — a heavy understatement. You’d be lying straight through your teeth. “Start riding me, girl.”

“O—Okay, Toji.” You stammered, sitting all pretty in his lap. You started to move your hips in an orderly fashion and he wraps his strong bulky arms around your waist. Your hands gripped tightly onto his clenched thighs, and your breaths were exponentially heavy, walls contracting around his tight length. “Shit… shit… shit.”

“Filthy fucking mouth. Someone oughta teach you how to speak proper,” Toji tuts with a low growl, spongey walls mending and spasming — with his degrading words going straight to your cunt, it sends your frail body in a frenzy. “Pretty cock hungry whore with a little potty mouth. Exactly what you are, huh?”

You whine from the way you‘re bouncing now, his degrading words transmitting your empty brain into a complete and utter crazed state. “S—Sorry Toji,” you’d pant, feeling the crown of his cock poke repeatedly inside your cunt — making you let out cute whimpers and whines. He hit everywhere, deep and rough, letting you fuck yourself on his cock. Your cute noises were shaky as you bounced on his lap, having a race with your own breath. Toji‘s never had sex on an airplane before, but if it meant you’d always work at this particular airline, then he’d probably come more often than he usually does. “Can’t help it when your cock is just… stretching m—my pussy out.”

“Heh, It’s okay,” he grins, racing his hands towards your little flight attendant blazer. His hands slide through your shirt, and he gropes your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, and that makes you moan softly, feeling his fingers circle around your perky nipples. Your heartbeat pounded fast, and it was quite dim in the wing of first class. Since it was early at three am — in the airplane, the only lights being produced were the ones near the windows, bright orange and red. The sounds, pure white noise including the sound of the rumbling grumbling engine, along with the extreme sounds of the skin slapping you made, featuring your honeyed voice moaning and babbling on Toji’s dick. “Aw, you poor baby,” and he‘s whispering over your whines, a hand caressing your neck. “Been standing on your feet all day. This probably just what you needed huh?”

You let out a long sigh, pout squeezing onto your pretty glossed lips with a pathetic, “Y-Yeah… yeah...” you’d softly whimper out, his cock disappearing deeply inside your cunt over and over. It was like a magic trick of the sort, super sloppy and erratic. It was almost as if Toji‘s dick had something to do with Houdini — vanishing right inside your sopping wet pussy. “Feels really good… Toji.”

“Good,” he groans, dragging his rough hands toward your hips again. Your movements were so sweet, thrashing and smacking back against his pelvic bone. “Mmm fuck,” he’d huff from a thrust, and you were sure his cock exclusively prodded against your cervix for a brief moment. You felt it too, because you whined loudly, and Toji brings a big hand to your mouth. “Shit. Right there? That spot, sweetheart?” You’d cutely reply with a slow head nod, whimpering muffled cries into the palm of his hand and Toji smiles, bringing your back closer to his chest.

“So cute,” he growls, and you suck in a sharp breath. You’re quivering, and it’s not long before your tongue lolls out from his deep thrusts, penetrating way inside beneath your gummy walls. His manly fragrance is so strong, it makes you practically dizzy as you’re whining. The coil within you creates tension, and pressures being built up and you’re ultimately throbbing because of his doing. He removes his hand with a simper, “See. And you said you couldn’t take me. You’re doin’ just fine, pretty girl.”

“Y/N?”

You freeze up looking in front of you to see one of your good flight attendant friends, Kyle. He was rolling the cart that was filled with drinks and refreshments for the passengers aboard — and Toji felt you dig into his calf. “T—Toji… W-What do I do? He’s gonna see me!” You panicked, muscles tightening and your bouncing became vaguely sloppy.

Toji chuckles lowly beneath your ear, and you’re not finding anything relatively funny. He coos, feeling you stop bouncing while he tries to make your blazer at least somewhat decent. “Ah, calm down Y/N. Just… sit on my lap. It’s pretty dark, he won’t know,” and he feels you writhe around slightly with his cock still deep inside you. The fellow flight attendant made his way closer until he reached the aisle — staring at the… peculiar scene that was happening. “Unless you make it obvious, little girl.” He mutters the last bit in your ear, reaching a hand down to your pussy that’s hiding underneath your skirt, causing you to whine.

The scene was…. definitely odd at the least. You, one of his co-workers propped on a passenger's lap in the middle of the night, hair slightly messy and you looked like you’d just run a marathon. “Oh… h-hey Kyle. What’s… up?” He’s gripping the cart with a furrowed eyebrow. Toji starts to teasingly bounce his leg, and you almost let out a moan, smacking against his leg but he ignores your cute little remark.

“Who’s.. he?” He suddenly says, with pursed lips.

Toji‘s giving the other flight attendant a fake smile, waiting for some reply you‘d come up with. But he figured you‘d say something boring. You inhaled, glancing around the terminal with near half lidded eyes. “Oh… um.. well… he’s no o—”

“Yo. I’m her boyfriend,” Toji abruptly says with smug arrogance, playfully bringing you up close to his chest. Boyfriend? Your heart raced, wondering what this guy’s deal was. To be fair though, you weren’t exactly complaining. How could you when your mind was so completely empty? Toji laughs mentally, watching the guy’s face fall — bringing a peck to your forehead. “Was just coddling a little with her before she gets back to work,” and he slithers a hand up your thigh, panting from his fingers trailing near the crevices of your legs. “Ain‘t that right... baby?”

You felt so stuffed full, praying that your co-worker didn’t see, it was really dim so high chance he didn’t but still. “Um… yeah…” You went along with it, trying to sound at least somewhat believable. Toji‘s cock stood still, and it took everything in you for your eyes to not roll back. “I‘m about to… get up.. actually.”

“…….Okay,” he awkwardly responds through gritted teeth, clearing his throat and smiling. “Uh.. what was I gonna say,” he mutters, jogging his memory. “Right. Well, don’t forget to sweep the aisles, and take any more last-minute orders. Help... uh.. supervise,” and he pauses, watching Toji whisper something in your ear. You nervously smiled back at your co-worker in response. “……I don’t know if the pilot told you, but yeah. Estimated time for arrival is around five in the morning.”

“T—Thank you, Kyle,” You’d give him a fake grin, and he walks away into the main passenger section, away from the expensive lavish part of the plane.

Once it was clear, you moaned — Toji making you lie down on the stretchable bed directly next to the seated chairs. You panted, radiating heat immediately rising to your cheeks. That was so risky. So awkward. It made your heart race, synchronizing with your pussy entirely. “M-My… boyfriend? Since when are you, my boyfriend?”

“Yeah.. sorry about that sweetheart,” Toji gruffs in a low voice, and you stare at him, unzipping your skirt before tearing it off of you. He’s got a near-hungry gaze — obsidian strands of hair nearly blocking his view of vision. “It was quite amusing to see his face when I said that though. He looked so devastated heh,” and you slip out a whimper, feeling him insert his cock back inside of you. “The poor bastard. Shame he can’t get inside this sweet pussy. Only I can.”

Your breathing hitches as your cunt swallows him whole. Toji rubs a hand on your tummy, presenting your core with deep slow strokes. “T-Toji… I work with him… now things are g-gonna be awkward…”

“Good,” he hums with a playful grin. Toji pivoted his hips with such force. Your breathing is erratic and you’re clinging onto his strong tuxedo sleeves. Toji’s staring at you — watching your back cutely arch before he brings your knees to your chest. You look so pretty, he‘s ruthlessly jerking his hips against your slippery core. “Bet he’s biting his damn fists thinking about fucking this,” and he pauses and lets out a grunt, watching your cunt take him in with all its might. “Loose little cunt. It‘s just gripping…. around me so… good,” and his eyes nearly roll back, voice changing pitches sexily. “Fucking shit.”

You whimpered, walls fluttering — and you’re holding onto your last breath. His cock repeated to bully inside of your folds, tapping against your g-spot to make you cry out cute and stuttering whimpers. “T-Toji…” and you look adorable, eyebrows furrowed from his deep penetrative thrusts going in and out of your cunt — slapping and thwacking against your heated sex. At this point, you didn’t really care who heard you. You kept repeating his name over and over and over again as if it was some enchanting mantra. “Toji… Toji… r—right there Toji… please…”

“My god, woman.” he hissed — feeling him lean in super close to your face. You were completely fucked dumb to comprehend let alone think properly, but Toji leans in and kisses you. Deeply. He used a hand to slither beneath your hot-tempered body, making your legs open for him and it instinctively wraps around his slim slutty waist. You opened your mouth slightly, kissing him back, transferring your exotic whines and noises into his mouth. Toji tasted so sweet like candy, not only could you taste the lingering savory tang of rich champagne on his tongue, but you tasted yourself as well, from when he was eating you out earlier.

The both of you were close, and you whimper, watching him depart to bury his head into your neck — taking in your candied scent. “Fuck,” he stammered, licking another stripe up your neck. “So close,” and then he swallows, dragging a rough hand towards your tummy, sitting up to stare at you with lust-hungry eyes. “Tell me…” he breathes, gnawing on his lip. “Where do you want me to cum, sweetheart?”

“In me.” You immediately responded, and your pussy’s getting absolutely demolished by his cock. You wanted to be filled, just the thought of it was enough to make your mouth swell up with water — salivating. It was so lewd. You craved it.

“Be more specific, little girl.” Toji bluntly says, planting kisses down your collarbone. He grips your chin, making you stare at him, and you arch your back, eyes nearly reaching near your skull again — seeing pure and utter blackness before he sneaks another kiss on your lips. “Where inside? I‘m gonna need to hear you explain in detail.”

“In…. In my pussy,” you whined and saying it aloud made heat rise to both sides of your face. Toji stares at you, sexily raising an eyebrow as if he’s telling you to keep talking. You huffed, voice trembling from his voice shaking you roughly underneath him of the comfy cushioned sofa. “I… I want you to fill your cum inside my cunt T—Toji,”and your lip quivers, sliding your right leg down his back seductively. “Don‘t spill any… wanna feel stuffed with your seed.”

Toji looks away as if he’s actually thinking about it, and you pout — not fond of his teasing.

“Good. That‘s how you should speak. Nice and proper,” and as he rubs a thumb against your lip, Toji feels the anklet you wore above your foot rub against his chiseled toned back. “Better be a good girl and shut the fuck up then. Don’t want your pilot to hear how much of a slut you‘re being for me, huh?”

“I— I don’t care if he hears.” You’d whimper.

“Really now,” Toji lowly rasps, and his tone is amused more than anything. You softly shake your head as a response, and a little smile spreads on his face. “Ah, that‘s cute. Moments ago you were so scared to make noise,” and Toji pushes your leg up, having you sling it over his shoulder. You gasp, feeling his hips jolt and ram against you before he pants — having a hand squeeze onto the fat of your thigh. Toji’s muscles tense, and he draws in a hot breath, seeing your perfect body beneath him just jump and twitch from each dramatic thrust he‘s making. “Whatever then. Take it then, baby. F—Fucking take it.”

You let out a silent squeal, feeling Toji‘s hips slow before he’s jerking, spilling a thick load right into your cunt — painting your spongey insides white. Toji dissolved into pleasure, sinking his teeth into your neck gently, and he moans quite loud himself. His voice is low and gravelly, strained against your skin and it makes your pussy twitch once he’s trying to catch his breath. He‘s roughly panting, and for a moment you think you hear his voice crack briefly.

“Shit,” he heaves through shattered teeth, sitting up. You panted yourself, watching him grunt before swiping his cock head against your folds — watching the gooey cum spill out in spurts, coating your pussy with its will. Toji then pulls up his pants, buckling them before narrowing his eyes towards you. “Lie back for me, Y/N.”

“O—Okay…” You panted, watching Toji sit back. He brings you close to him, and you’re confused before he brings two fingers towards your stuffed cunt.

He brings his perfect crooked and sinister lips to your neck, softly pecking a kiss, before he mutters to you in a low voice. “I gotta ask. A man ever make you squirt before?”

Your eyes were half lidded, feeling him spread your legs open for him — grazing a hand down your chest. “Uh… no… I don‘t think so.”

“No?” Toji grins, pulling your head back towards him. You shook your head, and you whimper, feeling him shove his remains of cum out your stuffy cunt. It was poured deep inside, as it should be and that made his erect hard cock twitch inside his pants. “You‘ll let me change that, huh? You deserve that much for being such a good girl.”

“Please,” You‘d moan out, white noise filling your ears. You stared in front of you, not realizing how much time passed — the sunset was just about to come up now. “Make me s-squirt.. Toji.”

He hums at your honeyed response, and he’s got the bowling ball grip, middle, and ring finger both perfectly coordinated and shoved inside your twitching pussy. He grabs a black towel from near the cabinet beneath him and puts it under you just in case. “Kay. Relax for me,” he coos, and you start to pant — feeling his two slender digits squirm inside your cunt. His fingers are being coated with his cum along with your sweet juices as well. He’s slowly stimulating your clit, and your lip trembles, sliding a hand down to feel his grip in your soaked folds. “Your g-spot‘s so cute.” He mutters against your neck, fingertips prodding against it, and it feels like a little ridge, spasming from his fingers entirely.

“Fuck… T—Toji..” You‘d cry out, his fingers so thick, stretching your pussy even more than it already was earlier. Your cunt was so submissive to him, swallowing his fingers with ease, building pressure and your leg started to shake. You’re so wet, he finds it adorable, swiping the tip of his two digits against your gummy walls that‘s fluttering and clenching around him. He’s stroking inside — making your mind dizzy, and you‘re trying not to be so loud.

Toji smiles behind your head, curling his fingers around your cunt and you cry out. “Sweetheart. Can you be any louder, damn,” he chuckles, slapping a hand softly over your mouth. You muffled incoherent babbles into his palm now, probably slobbering all over it, but he doesn‘t mind. Toji’s fingers reach your g-spot again, and he gradually tickles against it, watching your body twitch and jolt — head laid back against him, engulfing in his designer cologne scent. “Good girl. Like that, bare around my fingers. Mhm,” and your eyes are wandering in all kinds of directions. His fingers are penetrating deep into your slick core, prodding against your g-spot in a circular motion. Even with muffled moans, you‘re still quite loud and he finds it so cute. “Doing so good for me, pretty girl.”

Your cunt pulsates at his praises, and your eyes nearly roll back once you feel a peculiar sensation of heat building up. “Mmph—! Mmph…” You‘d gasp, his rough hand still covering your mouth.

Toji massages your sweet spot, knowing exactly where to go with his fingers. Inside and out. Inside and out, in a rapid motion — making you incapable to think, and he brings his lips to your ear, talking over your moans. “I know, I know,” and his voice is low, you could still hear the sheer smug in his tone though. You spot him grinning from the corner of your peripherals, sly smile and the slanted scar on his lips poking, briefly showing his subtle dimples. “You feel it don‘t you? It‘s quite normal, don‘t worry.”

You slowly give him a nod, reaching a hand to feel his arm and he smiles — and Toji hears your pussy letting out wet squelching sounds. It felt so good, repeatedly hitting the back of your head against him. He thinks you’re so cute, about to gush out all on his fingers. “Let go for me Y/N. Squirt on my fingers, yeah?”

Your walls burst at his command, and you do willingly but hesitatingly. You feel yourself exploding — combusting, pussy getting tense and you‘re squirting on Toji’s fingers. He watches your body jostle roughly, eyes rolling back and you let out a loooong drawn-out orgasm, and he’s got his hand covering your mouth still, shushing you while chuckling against your ear. The feeling was something you’d definitely never felt before, and he removed his grip from your mouth. “O—Oh my god, Toji.” You’d breathe out, fat tears remaining on your long lashes. Your tiny voice trembled on every word. He slides his fingers out, with a cute pop and you whimper, puffy breaths completely heavy. “Fuck…. fuck…. fuck…”

Toji squeezes your pussy with his whole wrist, feeling your soaked cunt beneath him and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. “Good fucking girl.”

And right then, the P.A. system beeps, and it’s the pilot speaking. You pant, eyes completely half lidded. “Alright folks. Cleared for the ILS, runway three four at 5:27 A.M.,” and you moan against Toji‘s chest, not wanting to get up. You had to though. Because you did… sort of work here. “We‘re finally cleared to land. Beautiful skies today! All flight attendants, prepare to help passengers disembark and help unload their luggage. Over.”

“Are you… gonna get up or are you gonna stay here with me, sweetheart?” Toji raises a brow, watching your stiff body just pant above him. He cleans you up with the large towel — helping you slip your panties and skirt back on.

“Stay...” You’d mumble in a cock-drunken pant, mind completely in a daze.

Toji rolls his eyes with a sleazy smile and helps you stand up, you‘re intaking a sharp breath. You realize how tall he is now, and with the beaming sunlight shining on his face, he looks so handsome, pretty even. He‘s staring down at you with stoic green eyes. And then it dawned on you. You fucked Toji Fushiguro. The Toji Fushiguro. You’ve seen him on the news, and heard stories about him. “The Sorcerer Killer.” He was this dangerous ruthless assassin. And yet... you just had him deep in your guts, had him let you squirt, and ate your pussy out like it was the best meal he‘s ever gotten his hands on.

No regrets though. The whore in you screamed that you‘d definitely do it again.

“Oh yeah,” he cuts off your lewd thoughts, strolling towards the sink near the pilot’s cabin. You lazily follow him, holding your work heels in your hand. “Forgot. You never did actually get to help me with my luggage. That‘s alright. I think I got it.”

You stared at Toji — watching him wash his hands thoroughly, and he catches you gawking at him through the mirror briefly. He dries his hands off, and you fix your blazer with a needy sigh. “Thank you for um… choosing our airlines, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Toji, girl.” He tells you, swiping a delicate thumb against your lips.

“Right… Toji,” You‘d softly reply, staring into his emerald viridescent eyes. He liked the way you said his name, he found it cute. Somewhat endearing. The eye contact remains before you clear your throat, giving him room to leave the claustrophobic filled bathroom. “I hope your uh… trip goes well. Wherever you‘re going.”

Toji sulks, rolling his eyes. “Gimme your phone.”

“My phone?” You stammered, and he just blankly stares at you, as if his eyes asserted dominance, saying: you heard me. “Okay…”

Toji grabs your phone, and he scrolls his stubby fingers through — and reaches the contact app. He pulls out his too and you stood still, wiping any remaining running mascara down your face, hearing him type quickly, tapping his foot against the carpet floor. He‘s got a stoic expression, the blue light reflecting on his face.

“There,” he says, with a sly smile. You grab your phone, looking down then at him. He gave you his phone number, and texted himself. “I could tell you‘re probably gonna want more of me,” and his voice is low — face flushing with radiating heat once his eyes lingers towards your chest then back up at your face. “Just give me a text when you‘re horny. Whenever I come back on this airline again, I’ll be in the same place. You know.”

“Okay.” you glanced up at him, locking your phone. Toji brings a peck to your forehead, slipping you a hundred dollar bill, and he stuffs it in your bra before you watched him start to walk away. You gasp, and mumble a, “Thank… you…?”

“Work on your customer service for me. I‘ll be seeing you, Y/N.” And he unloads his things, boarding off the jet. You stood on shaky legs, before opening your phone to see Toji‘s contact again just out of curiosity.

Your eyes widened, seeing a full-blown image of Toji's veiny cock with a brief text underneath the attachment that read: “Sleep well, little girl. Tell that Kyle guy I said hey.”