personalpeach

[personalpeach]

touya and shoto’s friends

#bnha

[personalpeach]

A huge fantasy of mine is just sitting on daddy’s lap while we smoke blunt after blunt. I would get nice and high and pliable for him. All he would need to do is spread my pretty thighs and rub me. Maybe he could tell me some dirty things to repeat, I would happily say them all back. I want it to end with me bent over the couch, getting spanked while he takes me from behind. I know my little pussy would be making the most obscene noises while he praises me for taking him so good. Only to bury himself as deep as possible and fill me up until his hot load is dripping out of my cunt and onto the carpet ❤️

#smut #weed

[personalpeach]

Gojo holding your legs bent up against your chest so his best friend could eat you out. Stopping your body from writhing at the overstimulation of Geto sucking on your clit, hot tongue lapping up your folds before curling his fingers into you.

Your mind was cloudy, eyes pooled with tears when Geto bit lightly at the throbbing bud, chin glistening with your slick when his face emerged from between your legs. “Hold her better f’ me Satoru.” He breathed, hard cock straining in his sweats as Gojo nodded with a smirk.

Your boyfriend sat you on his lap, his arms hooked under your knees to hold you against his chest. Your head falling back in loud whiny cries as Geto dove back in, sloppily making out with your pussy until you were shaking for him. Dumb babbles of his name falling past your lips as you tried to shut your legs. Gojo’s tight grip holding you still.

Gojo kissed down your neck with sweet words of praise. Nibbling softly at the delicate skin as he watched you squirt messily on his best friend’s tongue. Your eyes rolling back with the curl of your toes as you drenched the dark haired man’s face.

He was so hard. Watching Geto devour your pretty pussy was doing things to him, grinding his hardened bulge into your ass before snaking his arms around your waist. Large hands squeezing at your tits as he nodded to Geto. “Suguru’s gonna fill you up now okay baby?”

#threesome #smut #cunnilingus

[personalpeach]

pairing: miya twins x f!reader

tags: noncon, drugging, kidnapping, forced breeding, peripheral in-cest, use of gag, voyeurism, threesome, public intercourse in a parking lot, mastubation, cream pies

when you open your eyes, you can faintly hear the sound of atsumu’s voice. you want to struggle, but you can’t move and you’re gagged with a piece of cloth between your lips.

“got ya somethin’, samu,” you hear him say. the voices are muffled, but you can't tell if it's your environment or your throbbing head.

osamu huffs. “what is it, ‘tsumu?”

“i know yer still a little virgin and all…” he trails off, “so i thought i’d let ya fuck my girl.”

you remember the way atsumu had nagged you for weeks to put out. but you didn’t know him that well, you didn’t trust him that much, and you didn’t have any experience.

but you also remember the “nice” dinner he’d cooked for you two hours ago and how it ended with you here. you still feel bruised, sore from his treatment, the burn between your legs still fresh. you whimper, thinking about having to go through it again.

“didn’t ya say she doesn’t put out?” osamu snorts.

but atsumu shrugs, “ya, and? i talked her into lettin’ me fuck her. who wouldn’t spread their legs for this?”

“ya, ya,” he mocks, “so? let me see her.”

you hear the crunch of the pavement under their shoes, and then the trunk opens. you’re in the parking lot of onigiri miya, behind the industrial trash bins, and the high moon tells you it’s late enough that no one will hear you scream.

you think osamu will save you. you hope he has objections to having a girl bound and gagged in the back of a van, but he takes one look at you and smirks at his twin.

"ya didn't even use yer words, 'tsumu," he taunts, crossing his arms, "it doesn't count if you were fuckin' her unconscious, ya scrub."

"yeah it does!" atsumu protests, and then taps his foot impatiently, "....so do ya wanna fuck her or not?"

you struggle against the ties, biting down on the cloth between your lips. ya, ya, i'll even let ya watch, you hear through the roar of the blood rushing to your head. you see osamu’s large hand reach for you, lifting your shirt, the cold night air making you shiver.

he pulls down the cups of your bra, already haphazardly replaced by atsumu, and wastes no time taking your nipples between his fingers, tweaking them until you’re crying through the gag.

“ya always go fer the tits huh….” atsumu murmurs, untying his shorts, pulling his cock out, rubbing the tip slowly.

you squirm as he flips your skirt up, licking his lips when he finds that atsumu hadn't put your panties back on. you squeal again when he pinches your breasts for squirming out of his grip, tears starting to roll down your cheeks.

"what's wrong with her tits?" osamu snorts, cupping them fully in his hand, and leaning over to swirl his tongue over the bud, "she's reactin' so nicely."

atsumu pumps his cock a few more times, complaining that osamu should just get on with it. you mewl as he raises your legs towards your chest, bound together at the ankles, to expose your pussy, still sore and sticky from being stretched out earlier.

“sloppy seconds,” he murmurs, and you can’t tell if he’s talking to you or atsumu.

he penetrates you with two fingers, curling them inwards, scooping out the leftover cum from his brother. atsumu groans when he sees it leaking out of your cunt, pumping his cock faster.

when osamu thinks you're sufficiently clean, he leans over to kiss you. it feels nice, makes your chest flutter, as his soft lips moves against yours. you could delude yourself into thinking it's something else, that this wasn't happening to you right now.

"yer gettin' all mushy," atsumu groans, "i wanna see ya fuck her, 'samu."

osamu grunts, "look, she's stopped struggling. it'll make it easier, dumbass."

before you can snap out of the haze from his kiss, he's pushing the thick head of his cock inside you, the burn squeezing a moan out of you.

he rocks into you at a steady pace, your legs over his shoulder, keeping your pussy tight. you can hear him panting with every stroke, his breath shaking every time he hits the deepest part inside you.

"fuck," atsumu grunts, climbing inside the trunk of the van with you, nudging your head aside with his knee to tap the head of his cock against your lips, "i didn't cum in here yet."

he removes the gag and quickly pinches your cheeks with his free hand so that you can't scream, until your lips open, feeding his cock to your mouth as he continues to jerk himself off. osamu's thrusts push you further and further down on his brother's shaft, until your cheeks are bulging.

"she's fertile, yeah?" osamu murmurs, and you start to struggle again at the mention. "maybe we could finally have some grandkids for ma."

atsumu answers through clenched teeth, close to cumming. "you take responsibility," he hisses, pulling on his cock faster, "that's not my problem."

"you came inside her too," he remarks, fucking into you harder.

osamu is leaning over you now, your legs to your chest, the tip of his cock working itself into your womb every time he moves. you can see his knees digging into the floor of the trunk, leveraging him as he tunnels into your cunt over and over again.

you're mewling loudly, struggling with atsumu's cock in your mouth. you feel helpless, automatically suckling on the full head of atsumu's cock desperately.

his cum fills your mouth in thick spurts, creamy loads coating the inside. it dribbles out from the corner of your mouth and it drives osamu to go even faster, to fill your womb with his load even more.

you feel him shake as the warmth spreads inside you. the sounds coming from the back of your throat are weak, resigned, as more cum leaks out of your cunt, down your inner thighs.

atsumu pulls away, letting your head hit the floor. he tucks himself back into his pants, patting your cheek before he climbs out of the trunk to join his brother.

"she's not gonna go on another date with ya now," osamu remarks, looking over at your limp body, "i fucked 'er way better."

"fuck off, samu," atsumu retorts, leaning over to flick your nipples, smirking when you jolt, "just gotta fuck her some more."

#smut #incest #threesome

[personalpeach]

kageyama tobio x f!reader x kageyama miwa

summary: miwa loves her little brother’s girlfriend just as much as he does. [start / next]

tags: —cest, sub!reader, bj, humiliation, spit swap, mentions of dp and use of strapon

“your little girlfriend seems to be struggling a bit,” miwa comments lightly, pushing your head down farther as you sputter around tobio, “didn’t you train her properly?”

“shut up, miwa,” tobio grunts, resting his head against the wall behind him and glaring down at you.

miwa fists your hair tightly, pulling your head back to look up at tobio. tears gather in your eyes as he grips your chin between his fingers, pushing your cheeks in painfully, your tongue lolling out in defeat.

“oi,” he warns lowly, “you better tighten up those lips.”

she forces you back down until the head hits the back of your throat at the same time that he starts to thrust up into your mouth. it makes you gag, your stomach heaving and tears leaking, as you struggle to close your lips around his shaft.

but miwa doesn’t let go, relentlessly bring your head back and forth, as she presses slow kisses to your shoulder.

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#smut #incest #threesome #femme

[personalpeach]

Strawberry Jam

Your best friend has a sweet tooth.

cw: college!bokuto, oral(f!receving), dubcon, manhandling if you squint. 1.3k

“Ah shit!” Bokuto frowns. “I dropped my pencil.”

You absently hum at the sound of his voice from the ledge of your laptop. “Hm-?”

The sound of a skidding chair barely disrupts your line of focus from where it’s locked on your midterm - but the sound of his head knocking a bit against the underside of the table does pull a little chuckle from you. You glance at your keyboard through a few dull taps on your mousepad, but at the very least you’re considerate enough to mumble a quiet ‘You okay?’

Bokuto makes a huffy little whining sound that you opt to ignore in favor of letting your best friend crawl about the carpet like a mouse. Patting his palms against the plush nylon of your bedroom floor as he searches for his pencil, and you’re really no help when you make less than an effort to move your legs as he knocks against them.

The blue light turns the darkening room behind you a washed navy, whatever he just knocked his back against just unplugged the desk light. “You can just borrow one of mine y’know.”

“But this one’s special! It has my name engraved on it and everything!”

“Why would you-“ You spam the backspace bar for a loud couple clicks. “Why would you buy something like that if you know it’s gonna get shaved away anyway?”

“Because it’s cool… And I’ll know if someone steals it!”

Bokuto roots for the little punctures on the outlet through a few messy jabs of his fingers. “Your room eats up all my stuff.”

The fact that you can physically hear him pouting is enough to make you wanna audibly scoff. Especially when his little nest across the hall has already swallowed up a pair of your headphones, a few mismatched socks, and a volume of that manga you’ve been collecting since last spring. And anyways, it’s totally his fault. He’s the one who keeps treating your room like a second bedroom. You can’t even sift through your hamper without finding some of your clothes mixed up with his.

But instead of making that point, you pull a little piece of skin off your bottom lip that tastes metallic when you tuck it under your tongue, switching tabs to double check your sources and mumble a little sarcastically under your breath. “Sorry ‘bout my room eating your stuff.”

The way the room bursts into a warm haze barely phases you anymore than the hollow tap of thin wood clinking just before your feet. If Bokuto’s gasp should mean anything, a number two pencil gets to live to see another day.

“Find it?”

“I found it!”

Bokuto snorts at your halfhearted ‘Hoorah.” as he turns on his knees to crawl out from under the table. Blithely grunting his way through the cramped little space, but stopping on the heel of his palm when he notices something.

“Oh, hey!”

“Hmm?”

He ducks his head for a better view of your skirt. “What’s up with these undies?”

“Hm? Oh.” You lift your back a little, even still your eyes are locked on the screen. “You got a problem with Strawberry Shortcake?”

“No, I like them! They’re cute.”

You blow a tickled breath out through your nose. You should kick him for being a perv and peeking up your skirt. But really you’re just thankful he didn’t tease you for being childish after you just ragged on his special pencil.

Your elbow digs into the desk with a squeak as you rest your jaw in your palm, your voice is an absent drone. “Thanks, they’re strawberry flavored.”

The shift key clicks as you start a new paragraph.

And then your knees are colliding with the table. “Wha- They’re not actually strawberry flavored!”

The way you startledly flinch is hardly enough to deter Bokuto’s hot mouth from the front side of your panties, but the way he hums - runs a thorough lick through your clothed slit and pulls away, makes it hard for you not to outwardly shutter. “They’re not? No way, I totally taste it.”

“Bokut-“ You lay your hand against his scalp when he leans in to dig his nose in. “Don’t just start doing something like that out of nowhere!”

Wow, he’s really slobbering all over those poor things isn’t he? “Y’want me to stop?”

“N-…No, but-”

He digs his tongue in with a fervor.

It’s a few tempered licks before he’s finally reaching forward to tug your panties to the side, molten tongue massaging attentively over your clit as the way he’s all but mushing his head into your soaked cunt inclines you to scoot into your seat. - Although the distance is short lived. You’re helpless to stop him when he uses his weight to push the chair back enough to lift his head freely, and you're all but yanked onto your back as he secures your legs over his shoulders, lifting on his knees to eat you out from a better angle.

The position is a little awkward but the sensation is incredible. This guy is drinking you up like it’s all he knows how to do. The angle opens you up from top to bottom, his tongue doesn’t leave a spot untouched. You’d almost be embarrassed with all the noise you’re making, but his drunken moans are a contest to yours.

“Ko, you’re-“ Oh god, your poor chair. “You’re… making such a mess…!”

He makes a gluttonned sound of indignation. “S’your fault. ‘Pussy tastes so good…”

You whine. That’s your best friend talking to you like that. You don’t even know where this came from. One minute he’s a bumbling teddy bear, rooting around your carpet for his stupid novelty pencil, the next he’s-

“You’re g’nna cum in my mouth?” He noses your clit. “Gonna let me drink your cum? Yeah?”

You claw at the arms locked over your thighs. “Koutarou! K-Ko! Fuck… Oh my god…”

“You taste so fucking sweet. What kind of friend holds out on another when they know they’ve got the-“ The way he spits on your messy cunt makes your pretty eyes roll. “Most perfectest pussy in the whole wide world?”

That’s not a word. But you get the sentiment. Especially when he punctuates it by circling his middle finger around your tight little hole and eases it in with his tongue pressed against your clit. Deep guttural groan that reverberates throughout your entire body at the way your cunt suckles on his finger, gushing for him so eagerly that you start to drip down his arm. Your pretty pussy seems intent on making him fall in love with it. Love struck even when he slides another finger in. And it’s all he can do not go mad when you start to drunkenly hump into his face.

“Oh god, Ko! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Bokuto moans as your legs lock behind his shoulders, you’re so fucking hot he could die. “Mhm! Mhm!”

He’s rocking into you so thoroughly with his fingers that the chair starts to creek. The way the veins in his arm deliciously pop is enough to send you over the edge. “Ohhhh fuck! Cumming! m’ cumming!”

Bokuto sloshes his tongue over your clit as you spasm around his fingers. Wet noises double in volume as he continues to fuck into you, even when your leg kicks up from the amount of overstimulation. He just barely gives when you start to push his head away.

“Sorry, sorry!” Bokuto raises his head. “You’re just too fucking good.”

He helps you shimmy your sodden panties down your legs as you tiredly upright yourself in your seat, kissing your knee for good measure. “Hey, we’re still friends right?”

You nod. Though your throbbing clit says otherwise. “Yeah, you’re still my buddy.”

“Yay!” And you could almost giggle at how happy-go-lucky he can still look with your cum all over his face.

He holds your soaked underwear in his hand and they squish a little in his palm. “Can I keep these?”

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#smut #cunnilingus

[personalpeach]

“𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧.”

ᥫ᭡. jjk men making you cum through your panties

characters; gojo, toji, geto, nanami, choso

content; smut, daddy kink, thigh riding, vibrator use, pussy eating, needy choso, petnames, praise

gojo finds it so cute how wet your are for him. when he crawls in between your legs to see the wet spot on your panties he smirks. his hands gripping both your legs and spreading them apart. “i think we can have some fun like this.” licking a stripe up your clothed pussy.

you became a moaning mess when he kept licking hungrily at the soaked fabric. groaning into you as he let his tongue taste your sweetness, occasionally stopping to suck at your sensitive clit with a hum. you mewled, your back arching off the bed as you reached down to grip his hair. “f-fuck, satoru.”

gojo grunted, placing a small kiss to your clit before lifting his head slightly to smirk up at you. “wonder if i can make that pretty pussy squirt just from this.” wasting no time before getting back to sloppily licking and sucking.

“nngh- ahh, satoru—” you whimpered, your toes curling as your head fell deeper into the pillow. yes. yes he could make you cum just from this. “o-oh- cumming! ‘m cumming.” you cried, your body shaking as your pussy gushed. squirting streams of your sweetness into gojo’s awaiting mouth.

you breathed heavily in an attempt to catch your breath. your body jerking when your boyfriend teasingly slapped your sensitive cunt. “shit. didn’t think it’d work.” he mused.

toji makes you squirm for the entire day before allowing you to get yourself off. kissing you softly with a smirk as he watched you desperately rut your hips back and forth on his thigh. the huge wet spot on your panties rubbing off onto his skin as you moaned and whimpered. “t-toji, nngh- daddy.” you mewled, gripping onto his shoulders in an attempt to speed up your pace.

“that’s it doll. that’s a good fucking girl” he groaned, “ya look so hot when you’re all desperate to cum.”

you could only let out a cry, your pussy clenching around nothing when your eyes met his. a string of shaky high pitched whimpers falling past your parted lips as you neared your high. “o-oh f-uckk— ahh, ‘m cumming. daddy ‘m cumming.”

“s-shit, go ahead doll. make a mess f’ me.” he breathed, his cock straining against his pants as he watched you fall apart. your head falling back as your body trembled, your back arched and your moans broken as you messily squirted in your panties.

the liquid drenching your boyfriend’s thigh as you continued to grind onto him. you let out a satisfied breath, your puffy folds sticky and wet with your slick as you cane down from your high. “t-thank you daddy.” you bit your lip, toji grinning before taking hold of your waist and pinning you roughly onto the couch. “my turn.”

geto loves fucking you. but he also loves seeing you fall apart under a vibrator. holding you against his chest, your legs held up in the air by one of his hands while the other pressed the toy to your clothed clit. the loud whirring filling the room as pleasure shot through you.

“nngh- o-oh shit— suguru.” you mewled, attempting to arch your hips as the strong vibrations were sent directly into your clit. “f-fuck.”

geto watched with a smirk as you moaned loudly, your eyes filling with pleasurable tears when he pressed it even further onto the sensitive bud. your breathing sped up, head falling onto his chest as the wet spot on your panties grew bigger.

your eyes rolling back and your whimpers becoming shaky as you neared your orgasm.

“there we go. look at that. look so pretty like this.” geto cooed, bringing his lips down to neck as your body began to tremble. your eyes rolling back and your mouth hanging open in a silent scream.

“that’s it- give it to me.” your pussy clenching around nothing at his words before you were cumming uncontrollably, your back arched as your squirts seeped through the fabric and onto his thighs. geto only groaning as he kept the vibrator in place. “good girl, now give me another one.”

nanami sometimes likes to make you cum with his fingers on your clothed clit. laying you down on your bed and pressing his lips to yours while his two fingers rubbed small circles on the bud. the blond man swallowing your moans and whimpers as your back arched.

you let out a small cry when nanami started to kiss down your chest. settling his mouth on your breasts with a groan of his own. sucking one of your nipples into his mouth while he twisted the other with his free hand.

“ahh- kento,” you moaned softly, letting out a string of pretty whines as you grew closer and closer.

“that’s it sweetheart, cum for me when you’re ready.”

you could only mewl, your lips parted in heavy breaths as his skilled fingers worked you off the edge. your body jerking slightly as you shakily breathed his name. letting out another moan when his teeth grazed your nipple.

nanami smiled as you came, feeling you wet your panties with your slick as your body quivered shortly. you panted, nanami coming back up to press his lips onto yours. “gonna fuck you so good now sweetheart.”

choso is needy. so when you tell him he can’t stick it in for reasons he didn’t bother understanding, he finds another way. thrusting needily into the fabric of your panties as he moaned, his precum adding to the wetness of the fabric.

“nngh— f-fuck, so good.” choso whimpered, his hips moving rhythmlessly in attempt to make himself cum. something that he could do even without contact. “b-baby- ahh, does it feel good baby?”

you nodded with a mewl, feeling your boyfriend’s tip bumping into your clit with each of his thrusts. his parted lips and teary eyes making your pussy clench as you moaned out. “feels good baby- nngh— really g-good.”

choso smiled down at you, his hands growing weak as he came closer to spilling. his body laying flat onto yours before he buried his face into your neck. his drool coating your skin as his cock desperately rubbed against you.

“baby,” choso breathed, “i’m so close- are you close too?”

“mhm!”

“f-fuck, ‘m gonna cum- let’s cum to- ahh— together okay?” he let out a high pitched mewl.

you nodded with a cry, your back arching as you made a mess in your panties. drenching the fabric in your wetness making choso groan. his eyes rolling back and his body trembling as he came, the sticky substance spurting onto your clothed cunt as you both panted. “again, please.”

#smut #multi

[personalpeach]

<Pervert therapist Nanami x F!reader>

cw: size kink, p in v, non protection, groping, spanking, creampie, mindbreak, belly bulging, mention of shitty ex (🤢)

Perv!therapist Nanami who gets assigned as your therapist after you were peer pressured into therapy by your friends because they think your recent breakup with your long-term boyfriend was taking a toll on you.

Perv!therapist Nanami who seems cold and stoic when he walks into the office with a straight face, blond hair neatly gelled, and a light blue button-up paired with beige pants. You had to admit, he was damn good-looking. He was put together and obviously extremely professional with the way he carried himself.

Perv!therapist Nanami who sticks his hands out for you to shake, finally giving you a warm-welcoming smile that eases away your nerves and helps you get comfortable.

Perv!therapist Nanami who is a real man (unlike your asshole ex). Gentle and polite, listening to you talk intently with slightly wider eyes because of how interesting and...pretty you were!

Perv!therapist Nanami who asks questions and gets you to open up even more. The conversation starts from small talk to something deeper...intimate? A little too personal? He gets you to admit how your ex has never made you cum and how you'd have to do it yourself afterwards, making him tut and shake his head.

Perv!therapist Nanami who offers a shoulder for you to cry on as you spill out all your little secrets…Telling him how just your little fingers were never enough. Thinking how gullible you are and how easy it was to deceive your poor little soul to share such things.

Perv!therapist Nanami who couldn't help but eye you and your beautiful body. He internally scolded himself for staring for too long because you paused to ask "what is it?"

Perv!therapist Nanami who takes advantage of how vulnerable you are, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, noticing how tight your muscles are. Offering you a little massage to which you sniffle and nod to while wiping away your tears.

Perv!therapist Nanami who works around your tense shoulder as if he was a professional massuse.

Perv!therapist Nanami who feels the tension in the room pick up...or was it just him feeling really, really hot?

Perv!therapist Nanami who whispers in your ears things like "you must've been so stressed, yeah?" "Mhmm, I'm gonna work down your back, that okay?" And you'd gleefully nod, releasing relaxed sighs as you throw your head back onto his broad shoulders.

Perv!therapist Nanami who inhales your scent. Making the boxers in his pants tighten from the embarrassing rise of his fat cock.

Perv!therapist Nanami who catches you off guard when he unlatches your red-laced bra as his hands slither to you breasts-- cupping and kneading them. You gasp in surprise, your instincts telling you to run but you start to feel needy because...well, your therapist was fucking hot and big and sexy.

Perv!therapist Nanami who's facade finally falls and he has you naked-- face down ass up on the couch mumbling and moaning for him to wait. "Mr. Nanami- just give me a second- ah!!"

Perv!therapist Nanami who's unbuckling his belt. And the clanking sound makes your heart stutter out of your chest and your stomach coil with fear and need.

Perv!therapist Nanami who admires your somehow dripping cunt from the back. He could see how tight you were.

Perv!therapist Nanami who'd drawl filthy things in your ears while the pad of his thumb wipes away a tear from your cheek. Predator eyes boring into yours "aren't you wet...how shameful...I've only touched you here, darling," he'd say while roughly groping a tit to pinch the nipple making you yelp. But he's quick to shove your discarded shirt into your mouth so you couldn't attract attention from the people working outside his office.

Perv!therapist Nanami who lets out a guttural groan when he pushes his girthy cock past your taut walls. Stretching you out to the max. Your pitiful screams are only muffled by your shirt and your arms are in a restraining position as he holds them firmly behind your back.

Perv!therapist Nanami who pounds into your little cunt ferociously and with so much pressure the room is filled with slapping sounds.

Perv!therapist Nanami who makes you question your ex-boyfriend and his ability and effort to make you cum. How could fucking a therapist feel this good?

Perv!therapist Nanami who's tip punches your cervix until your tight walls start to reshape and adjust into his shape instead of your stupid ex's!!!

Perv!therapist Nanami who pulls your hair back to lock eyes with him as he violently and relentlessly pistons into you-- relishing in the sight of your ass cheeks wobbling and swaying from the sheer force of his hips. Grunting into your ears "oh honey, i can just tell from the way you moan how neglected you were by your shitty little ex...tell me, did he ever make you cum?" Tears pool down your cheek as you shake your head wildly in absolute need to cum on Nanami's cock.

Perv!therapist Nanami who'd kiss the side of your face and neck as he pushes you forward and further into the couch so he could reach impossibly deep into your organs until he's abusing and destroying you and your only responses being pathetic screams and your nails digging into the expensive black leather.

Perv!therapist Nanami who'd remove the shirt from your mouth to hear your helpless sniffles and sobs and to see drool and tears all over your stunning face.

Perv!therapist Nanami who wants to hear how grateful you are so he harshly spanks your jiggly butt demanding "who's making you feel this good?" You'd gasp out and moan "you!! Mr. Nanami!!" Feeling your mind break and all the rationality and self control leave as he squeezes and soothes the place where he slapped...still a gentle man

Perv!therapist Nanami who makes you cum so good-- like never before-- your ex has never made you feel this good. So good your tongue lols out of your mouth as you thank him breathlessly, writhing and tensing up to feel the orgasmic waves wrack your entire body "thank you, Mr. Nanami, thank you-- ngh!"

Perv!therapist Nanami who kisses the back of your head as he stuffs thick loads of his cum into your little tummy, inflating it with just how much and how heavy it was.

Perv!therapist Nanami who'd give a fucked-out smile saying "atta girl, c'mere" as he helps clean you up. His previously perfect hair a tousled mess--little pieces sticking to his forehead as his chest rises and falls. Now you got a better view of his bulging muscles threatening to rip through the fabric of his cum-soaked (yours) blue button up. His beige pants left discarded on the ground...you were able to see the mess you've made all over him. Your sticky arousal dripping down his thick muscly thighs.

Perv!therapist Nanami who makes you feel sooooooo much better after your little therapy (fuck) session, asking you to come back the same time next week with a sweet and innocent smile on his face as if his intention wasn't just to fuck you again on a new surface next time ;)

#smut #irl

[personalpeach]

step brother choso who bullies his fat cock into that tight space between your thighs since you're being so selfish with your tight little virgin cunt.

"can i please put it in tonight?" he murmurs against your neck, grinding his hard cock along your thigh, smearing pre against it.

"w-what no!" you exclaim quietly, pulling back to look at him. "we cant... we cant do that" its the way you say that, that has dick twitching against your warm skin.

that being him putting his dick inside of you, something you refuse to do because technically the two of you are 'siblings' and that's 'wrong' despite having done almost everything else in the past six months since you and your mom moved in with them.

it started off with small, lingering glances that turned into sneaking in kisses whenever the two of you were alone.

it didnt take much to get you on your knees with his dick halfway down your throat.

then it was the other way around, choso on his knees this time with you hanging off the edge of the couch, your panties pushed to the side as he laps at your cunt hungrily. sucking and slurping down your slick as you bite down on the side of your cheek to keep from moaning loudly, painfully aware that both of your parents are just a few feet down the hall, sleeping.

but after all this time you still haven't let him sink his dick into your warm wet walls. he doesn't really understand why you wont let him fuck you when you have no problem riding his tongue until you're sobbing from the overstimulation.

he doesnt understand why you're still trying to put on this innocent front when your around him.

the way you try to come off as this sweet innocent angel, but he knows your anything but from the way you sinfully drop to your knees the second he walks through the front door.

"mom and dad are gone, said they wont be back until late" you'd tell him as you begin undoing his belt "i thought we could play"

the way you look up at him through your lashes as you lap at the precome that leaks from the tip has him groaning, hands finding the back of your head and forcing you down further on his length.

the way you take him down your throat so easily tells him all he needs to know about just how innocent you are.

you're far from the sweet girl you want everyone to think you are when you're sticking your tongue out when he's close, wordlessly telling him to paint your face white with his release.

there's no way you could be innocent when you sneak into his room in the middle of the night wearing nothing but an oversized shirt—his shirt, and begin grinding your bare cunt against his thigh, not caring about waking him up when you're soo close, having played with your clit until you were just barely hanging onto the edge.

the way your rest your head against his thigh, panting and gasping for air as you ride out your orgasm, eyes half lidded and cheeks flushed as you meet his hungry piercing gaze.

or when you're sitting in his lap, legs spread and your pretty pussy on display for him as he stuffs his fingers into one by one until your taking three of his long digits inside of you.

"i wont even put it all the way in, just the tip." he pleads "just need to feel you wrapped around me" his lips wrap around one of your nipples, sucking on the nub making you moan softly.

"o-okay... but just the tip" you say after a few minutes. choso smiles against your chest.

finally.

you’re still stretched from earlier when he made you cum on his fingers, and wet enough from his mouth wrapped around your sensitive nipples that he’s able to push in easily.

you mewl as his fat tip stretches you out, eyes fluttering shut when he pulls all the way out and pushes in once again.

“fuck— so fucking tight” he has to force himself not to force himself in to the hilt, wanting the feel the way your walls swallow his entire length.

the two of you sit like that for a couple of minutes, both of you enjoying the feeling of his tip being encased in your warm cunt.

but it doesn’t take long before it’s not enough, you want to feel him deeper, want him to fuck you like he does with his fingers, fast and hard until your cumming around him the same way you always do.

“m-more” you whine, circling your hips and gasping when more of his cock slides into your pussy. “need more choso”

“yeah?” He questions against your chest, “want me to fuck you like the slut you are?”

a broken sob falls from your parted lips when he thrusts the rest of his dick inside of you in one swift motion.

he immediately covers your mouth with his, swallowing the loud moans that were sure to follow as he begins thrusting in and out of you slowly, letting you get use to the feeling of his fat cock stretching you out.

his strokes are rough and deep and you’re pretty sure you can feel him in your stomach.

“s’too big” you gasp when he pushes down on the bulge in your tummy, tears flood your lash line from the intense pleasure.

“shit—keep squeezing me like that I'll.. fuckkk-- i'm gonna cum"

the lewd words are purred directly into your ear, sending a jolt of arousal to your core.

your nails are clawing at his back as he pounds into you, toes curling as you get closer and closer to your release.

"m'close" you warn, and he immediately presses his lips to yours, knowing how loud you can get when you cum.

"come on pretty girl, wanna feel you cum on my cock"

your walls clench around him tightly, legs shaking as you cum hard around his cock.

"shittt" he groans as he comes inside of you. he pulls out and watches as his warm seed begins to drip from your abused hole before pushing it right back in as he fucks the both of you into overstimulation.

#incest #smut

[personalpeach]

you insist you can’t squirt. like no ones ever made you do it before so it must be a fact.

then satoru bets u 5 bucks that he can and proceeds to milk your G spot with his cock or fingers till the bed forms puddles n ur brain turns into mush 😔✊🏾

😞

cw: f! reader, first time squirt, dirty talk, praise, 18+

having your best friend gojo make you squirt for the first time— you keep telling him, you can‘t, not because you don’t want to—

but because no one‘s ever made you actually squirt before.

“i‘m s—serious,” you‘d stammer out— and he‘s just got you laid against his back, he’s got your legs spread open, and he‘s amused, a mere playful grin tugging on his lips as he starts slow— maneuvering soft circles against your silk panties before humming. “satoru, i can‘t squirt, it‘s impossible.”

“. . . silly girl, don‘t say thatttt,” he coos, and his touch was warm, his redolent husky cologne scent filling up your sense the more your back pressed against his clothed chest—

feeling his hardened toned pecs kiss against your skin. “tell you what, princess,”

gojo purrs— each sentence, his words lowered, pitched with such bass it makes you throb ten times more. “hm, i bet five bucks i can make you squirt twice with just my fingers. how‘s that sound, yeah—?”

immediately— you reply with a needy, “fine,” and gojo chuckles at how wanting you were— he was teasing, a big hand of his just inches away from being shoved deep inside you, he makes your legs spread wide— easily sliding the string of your panties aside, giving it a soft smack and you whined in pure pleasure—

so mean, your thighs shook a bit from the impact before feeling gojo shove two thick fingers inside slowly. already, you were covering his lengthy digits with your sweetened slick— filthy, gojo remains quiet while you‘re just whining—

legs dumbly spread open, and he knows exactly how to occupy his fingers inside your cunt— he licks his lips, feeling your head slump back against him.

“pretty pussy ‘s so fuckin’ soaked and neglected, no wonder no one‘s been able to make you squirt, oohhh,” he grunts— and his fingers were just so big, such length it‘s stretching and mending your walls out—

it’s already got your eyes flickering, already stupid from just a bit of stimulation— you found your right leg betraying you— bouncing and bouncing, gojo had the infamous bowling ball grip with both fingers— stuffed deep in your walls, not too fast, but not too slow either— just right, he makes sure your legs stay open for him for easy access—

keeping his eyes towards your pretty thighs, every few seconds he‘d give your folds mean, achy spanks that elicits such whiney incoherent babbles from your mouth, “s—satoru, told you to make me s-squirt, not spank my p—”

“. . . nah babyyy, this is my sloppy pussy now, i don‘t wanna hear it, heheh.”

he‘d reply with quickness, a slight rasp to his tone, it was undoubtedly sexy, annoying— cocky, using his entire wrist to play with you between your legs, he knew exactly what he was doing— the very tips of his fingers were so long—

they reached every corner and crevice of your walls, massaging them— even tickling that sweet pearly nub of yours between your clit to make your mind go blank, a small abrupt gasp leaving your glossy lips.

“good girl, quiet for me— let your filthy pussy do all the talkin—” he mumbles, his voice was smooth, like silk— still two fingers shoved in, before he pulls them out— then in— then out, a constant repetition, he has skill with his fingers, you‘re nothing but silent—

a vocal dumbfounded mess, and that‘s when you moan loudly— feeling yourself get off, you squirt once— and it hasn’t even been long. “damnn. there we go.” he slyly grins, bringing a kiss towards the back of your forehead. “so nasty for me, yeah,” he huffs out, in a breathy murmur—

your eyes were just rolling— his fingers were just so far deep, you were sure the tips of his digits were practically making contact against your g-spot— and he gives you more light spanks every few seconds— your hand trembles, grabbing onto his wrist and gojo chuckles. “clingy are we? awww. i know princess, one more. give it to me.”

“f—fuck,” you whimpered, and a smile goes against his pink lips once he feels your legs shake and jitter— he has to pry them open a bit with his free hand, cockily shaking his head and clicking his tongue— whispering to you, you’re doing so good, being so messy for him— his words go straight towards your cunt, and it‘s not long before you feel yourself reaching such state again. “f—fuckkk satoru—”

“keep those legs open, don‘t be shy now,” he says against your ear, slinging an arm around your waist, his touch was soft and gentle— opposite of his fingers— you’re so dumb— just from two single digits of his, long lengthy digits that reached anywhere and everywhere up your pussy.

you’re a mess— once he makes you squirt again, then comes another time, and another— until you’re just soaked— dumb, just stupefied, a plethora of thoughts race through your mind as your legs were still sprawled open— you’re panting, chasing your own breathing—

and gojo pulls out his fingers, watching your own glistening slick coat his two digits before he smears it against your cunt, letting off a, “shittt, you’re jus’ a messy girl . . huh,” and he chuckles— before giving your pussy one final spank before humming, making you turn towards him. “you owe me five dollars, princess, heheh.”

#smut #squirting #fingering

[personalpeach]

synopsis: scaramouche always has a way of getting what he wants

cws: dubcon, coercion, “just the tip”, creampie, afab!reader

word count: 900+

scaramouche’s eyes couldn’t stay on one spot, flickering all over the place to take in as much of your form as possible. he wasn’t sure how the two of you had ended up like this but he sure as hell isn’t complaining, especially not after he’s spent years fantasizing about this very moment. all those nights of slipping a mirror through the tiny crack under your door, all those nights of resting his ear against the thin wall of your room, all those nights of waking up in a sweat drenched shirt and cum stained shorts.

it’s better than anything his twisted little mind could’ve thought up—you sound better than he imagined, you looked better than he imagined, you taste better than he imagined. and he’s certain you’ll feel better than he imagined as well. with the base of his cock rubbing against your slick folds, he can feel the way your puffy cunt keeps twitching and throbbing around nothing and he’s so tempted to just push it in. you wouldn’t mind, right? he’s already made you cum three times, surely you can let him have the same delicious release! doesn’t matter that you think he’s too thick, he deserves this.

he presses his pretty, pink tip into your hole, his greedy eyes locked onto the way it stretches open for him. “baby, even your pussy wants me to put it in,” he coos, looking back up to your face, “c’mon, please?” he can see the hesitation in your features as if you’re considering it but what’s there to consider? just let him fuck you already—it’ll feel good, he promises! he slides his tip upward, rubbing and tapping it against your swollen clit a few times before slowly tapping it up and down the entirety of your vulva and making sure to amplify the pressure just a tiny bit whenever his tip knocks against your opening. “just the tip? is that okay, baby? lemme just put the tip in.”

you give him a hesitant nod and he’s immediately tapping his tip against your hole again, eyes glued onto the thin strings of your slick that connects him to you. he feels like he’s drooling just as much as your pussy is as he watches your cunt suck him in a tiny bit only for him to pull right back out. the sounds of your wetness causes you to tighten up, forcing him to groan when your walls shut around the very tip of his cock, “f-fuck, baby.. ‘m sorry.”

you’re too fucked out to register his words, the feeling of your pussy being stretched out little by little as he slowly fucks more and more of his tip into you feels so good it numbs your mind. he looks down, admiring the way his tip is entirely hidden inside you for a moment before pulling out and slowly pushing back in, the action being repeated and forming a creamy ring around the area just under his tip. “baby..” he groans softly, looking back up at you to see your glazed-over eyes. you’re completely fucked out just from his tip alone and he can’t help his urges anymore.

with each draw of his hips as he pulls himself out from you, he slowly pushes himself in more and more. watching as more of his cock disappears into your cunt, the creamy ring from earlier slowly creeping down his shaft, his hands find purchase on your waist in a greedy attempt to slowly pull your hips closer to his until eventually your skin meets his own.

you’re only able to utter out a soft mewl, pressing your hands against his stomach in a poor attempt to push him away but he gently guides your hands above your head and holds you by your wrists. “shh, my love—don’t you like it? my cock feels just as good as your pussy,” he coos, an innocent look in his eyes. he deserves this, don’t you think?

too fucked out—your mind and judgment clouded by the pleasurable fullness his cock gives you—you let out one final whine and go slack under him, no longer struggling against him as he brings his hips back only to push back in. a breathy gasp leaves your mouth, a shaky groan leaving his as he pushes himself all the way in to kiss your cervix. leaning down, scaramouche takes your lips into a sloppy kiss as his hips start their own pace, his cock rapidly rubbing against your walls as he fucks you.

you cry into the kiss, the gasps and whines matching each of his thrusts as the pain slowly subsides into pleasure until eventually your mind buzzes with pure ecstasy. your vision blurs as scaramouche continues to fuck you brainless, his smirk going unnoticed by you as you lose your mind on his dick—the pleasure completely obliterating your judgement.

“fuck, your pussy is begging me to cum inside and who am i to deny?” he chuckles at the way you’re too fucked out to register his words, picking up his pace as you twitch and cream around his cock until he gives you one last thrust. his cock slams roughly into you and poking into the entrance of your womb as his cum spills and fills you deliciously yet you’re still too much of a mess to respond. he’s sure you won’t mind though—he does deserves this afterall.

#smut

[personalpeach]

romans 3:23

summary | nanami kento can't bring himself to pull back because he was fucked from the moment you walked into the church. your little white dress was the noose around his priesthood.

pairing | priest!nanami kento x fem!reader

word count | 3,206

warnings | oh god — blasphemy, sacrilege, sex in a church, oral (f!receiving), pussyjob, masturbation, corruption kink, virgin kink, unprotected sex, cervix fucking, god kink, worship kink, praise, degradation, creampie, slight breeding kink, just the tip, squirting, dub con (ish), minorly ooc kento :(

a/n | this was not beta'd + i have church in the morning. dabbling in some kinktober!! something light for y'all to enjoy &lt;3

[ 18 + | minors, blank, ageless blogs, do not interact! ]

—

nanami kento was a man of the cloth.

of course, the operative word being "was."

he was a man of the cloth until you waltzed into the church with your family. a fresh college graduate, staying with her parents to save money, teaching at the local elementary school.

the first sunday you came in a modest dress, your soft eyes taking in the composure of the church before they landed on him. a demure smile settled on your face and you ducked your head after meeting his eyes.

he was hooked.

it's not like he could help it. your eyes stayed trained on him throughout every service and he loved your attention. he thrived under your watchful gaze, the way you hung off of every word he spoke.

and you weren't a mystery, nanami could read you like a book. he saw the way your thighs clenched in the pew when his voice raised.

it only took a few weeks for you to show up in his office.

the perfect combination of innocent and repentant. the conversation starts sweet, a recollection of your time in college and your abandonment of church.

"i didn't go to church when i went away, i was busy and distracted," you sigh, fiddling with your fingers. "i have maintained my purity in college, but recently, i've been...tempted."

nanami can't explain the relief that floods him when he hears that you're a virgin, and the excitement that hits him when you start to open up.

"i've been having impure thoughts and they've been getting worse every week, i try to ignore them, but last night, i couldn't." your voice is a shaky whine, afraid of the consequences. "i touched myself."

your confession has nanami's eyes nearly rolling back. he bites the inside of his cheek thinking about you with your hands between your legs, rocking against your fingers. he thinks about how slick your thighs would be, how easily you would give in and come for him. he knows you're pent up, you've spent your life in restriction.

it's that moment of silence that has you filling the gap again.

"it was only that one time father, and i've never done it before then, and i haven't done it since!"

nanami refrains from smiling, only nodding at your words. he leans forward, clasping his hands on the desk.

"i'd like you to come to me the next time you're experiencing your impure thoughts, i believe i can help."

you graciously accept and nanami only bids you a good evening.

he doesn't expect to see you again so soon, or for you to be sitting in his office on a friday night, the edge of your skirt between your fingers, tears in your eyes.

"i'm so sorry father nanami, i tried not to think about it!" you're crying now and nanami is so thankful he's behind his desk because the sight of your tears is getting him so hard.

he gives you a little smile before he asks, "what did you think about?"

this is when you freeze, body tight and in panic. you stutter out a few words, but nanami cuts you off. "it's okay, all have sinned and fall short of the glory of god, confess and i can help you."

with his reassurance, you open your mouth and confess.

"i have these thoughts all the time," you bow your head and swallow harshly as you continue. "it's wrong but i think about him having sex with him."

"it's best to talk about our sins," nanami takes a slow breath before rising from his chair. "to relieve ourselves from concealment. who is this person you're having these thoughts about?"

at his words, your eyes meet his again. "i can't—"

"do you believe that you can hide from god? they are not hidden from my face, nor is their sin concealed from my eyes."

his tone is stern and it makes you nervous to see the hard line of his frown.

"it's you."

nanami clenches his teeth at your pitiful, little whisper. the shame sits hot in your face and he can't help but drink it in.

he can't bring himself to pull back because he was fucked from the moment you walked into the church. your little white dress was the noose around his priesthood.

the only thing he can do now is drag you down with him.

that night, nanami consoles your fears and worries, he tells you the real work will start after sunday morning service. he promises you that there is nothing to worry about, there is no sin that can't be washed clean by god's love.

—

so sunday evening, you tell your parents you're doing intensive study with nanami and they are overjoyed to hear it.

in fact, they encourage you to stay as long as you can.

so nanami takes his time with you. he walks you through scriptures and teachings and prayers and at the end he even gives you a technique to keep you from truly sinning.

"what people don't know is that masturbation is a sin," nanami explains, taking your hands in his. "only if you climax."

your eyebrows furrow and nanami continues, "it's not a sin if you don't finish."

he demonstrates by having you sit on top of his desk, skirt hiked up around your waist, panties hanging off your ankle.

nanami's kneeling in front of you, eyes shut. he's just breathing you in and he wasn't surprised to see that your thighs are glistening. you've just spent the last hour skirting his touches and listening to the rumble of his voice.

he pets lightly at your folds, as you lean back, propped up on your elbows. spreading you open, nanami groans to himself at your slick hole, begging for him to touch you. his fingers trace lightly over your cunt before tapping at your clit.

of course you're sensitive. his light touches have you trembling and shaking, already crying out his name.

"is this what you thought of when you touched yourself," nanami speaks, his breath right over your mound. his eyes flicker up to meet yours, hooded and desperate. "me between your legs, playing with this filthy mess?"

you nod pathetically and nanami continues. there's no rhyme or reason to the way he's touching you. he's greedily spreading your mess around your thighs and flicking at your clit while you cry above him.

"please, please nanami, it feels so good."

he responds by sealing his mouth over you, teasing his tongue against your clit.

his finger starts slipping inside your cunt, stretching you out. nanami relishes in how tight you are, knowing that your little fingers weren't enough to open you up for him. with little effort, nanami's grazing spots inside of you that you didn't even know existed.

your mess is sliding down his wrist, but he doesn't stop. he keeps going until you're whining his name again, desperate and pleading.

"oh god, please, i can't!" your fingers find purchase in his hair, keeping his mouth over your pussy. "let me cum! just this once, please, i'll be good. i need you."

tears are welling up in your eyes, but nanami knows this isn't what you need right now. he feels your cunt tightening around his fingers as your voice goes up in shrill cries.

"you want to cum?"

"yes, so bad! please let me cum!"

it only worsens when he pulls away, leaving you empty.

the tendrils of your upcoming orgasm slip away and your tears fall even faster.

your watery eyes find nanami who's sitting back, smiling teasingly at you.

"see? you did so good."

you don't believe him, not until nanami has kneeling in front of him as performs similar acts on himself.

his cock is hard and weeping against his fist. he insisted on using the slick from your denied orgasm to smooth the movements of his hand. the wet sounds of his pleasure fill the office.

"you make me feel so good, you're so damn pretty," nanami grunts. you're inches away from his dick, and he can feel the puffs of your breath against the tip. your eyes are trailing the motions of his hand, the flex of his stomach, and the tension in his thighs.

his languid pace speeds up to something rough and fast, it's taking everything in nanami not to come on your face, not to spew every disgusting thought in his mind.

all in due time.

so he settles for making you think he's just like you. when he feels the knot of pleasure about to unwind, he grabs the base of dick and squeezing until your name sounds like a curse on his lips.

"god, baby, see?" he's out breath, but it's okay when he sees the light smile on your lips. "it's okay if you don't come."

—

nanami honestly doesn't know when he got so fucked. he thought he had control of this. he believed he had control of his actions, but you've taken root in his brain, and he had to know that edging you and himself wasn't going to be enough.

it only takes a few more sessions for nanami to convince you to do more. that it's okay, as long as you come with nanami in the room to oversee it. and it's okay as long as you come on his fingers, or in his mouth.

now, nanami has you grinding on his lap, using your cute little cunt to give him a pussyjob. your panties are stuffed in his pocket and his pants are around his ankles. his dick is harder than its ever been in his life, the tip is leaking between your pussy lips, throbbing and red.

"don't worry," nanami groans into your neck. "it's fine as long as i'm not inside you."

nanami feels like he might even believe it himself, because he knows it must be heaven inside your pussy. and to deprive himself of it right now must make him a saint.

the way you're whining in his ear and clutching his shoulder has nanami strongly considering otherwise.

"this feels so good, you're so big nanami!"

and while he doesn't need his ego stroked, he knows your words are genuine. he can tell from the way you're crying it out in disbelief. he needs to hear the way you'll sound when he's sinking his cock inside you, fucking against that sweet spot he touches his fingers.

"'nami, 's good, oh my—" you cut yourself off with a broken moan, and nanami can tell you're getting close with the way your slick pours out, covering his cock.

he's learned that you cum the hardest when he's pinching your nipples and talking you through it. so with one hand nanami guides your hips, keeping you moving in his lap, and with the other he's playing with your chest.

all the while nanami's speaking praises into your ear.

"you're such a pretty little angel, you listen so well," nanami kisses your neck, careful not to leave a mark above your collar. "always so perfect for me."

and his words have you soaring, crying out his name as you clutch his shirt.

but this is still not enough.

your pretty eyes filled with tears and the sound of his name on your lips isn't enough anymore.

it should be alarming that it's taken nanami such a short period of time to be so infatuated with you, but he can't bring himself to care.

not when you look at him like he hung the stars in the sky,

like he gave the sun it's light,

like he's god.

it's love and it's power and nanami cannot let this go. your body is singing the devil's song and he's echoing the words.

so in the same breath, he's teasing the tip of his cock at your entrance, whispering reassurance as he does.

"promise it'll be just the tip, angel, just need to feel you like this."

he doesn't try to assuage you with promises of heaven and a sinless life. he knows that won't work. nanami thinks you might love him more than you love your religion.

he hopes he's right.

so you're giving in, making him promise "just the tip." and nanami nods half-heartedly, already pussydrunk imagining the way you're going to swallow him up.

"too big, 'nami, 's too big!"

but it's just the tip and it's got his eyes fluttering at the feeling of your sucking him.

he lets you settle around him before he tilts your head up to look at him again. placing kisses under your jaw, he tries to distract himself from the inviting warmth of your heat, but the feeling of his lips on your neck has you squirming in his lap.

"i can—oh god—i can take more, right? you'll give me more?" you whine in his ear, desperate and pleading, like it's nanami's fault he's not touching your cervix right now.

in truth nanami was trying to control the situation, swearing to himself that he wouldn't ruin you in one night.

but he's a weak man with simple desires and being inside you is a pleasure he can no longer deny himself.

so nanami takes your hips in his hands and keeps you right on his tip. then he takes his time sinking you down, ignoring your cries and whines of it being too much. he knows you can take it.

it takes him too long to get your hips all the way down, his balls pressed against your ass. by the time he's seated completely inside you, sweat has collected in the valley between your breasts and nanami has left marks along your neck.

"doin' so good for me, so wet and tight," nanami grunts in your ear. his praise sinks right in your stomach and he knows it.

nanami tries to take it slow because this is your first time, he barely even got to prep you, but once he starts thrusting, the sound of your voice knocks him out entirely.

"oh—oh my god!" your nails are raking down his back as you cry out, "kento!"

the sound of his first falling off your lips has nanami's rhythm stuttering. he doesn't know why it floors him, but he knows he's not going as slow as he was when he first started.

in the back of his mind, he know he should not be drilling you like this. nanami should have you laid out on his bed, softly easing his way into your cunt, probably with a condom on, after having wrung multiple orgasms from your body. he should continue praising you, reminding how good you're doing for him.

instead he's got you bouncing totally naked in his lap, his pants down around his ankles, with his hand clutching the base of your throat. tears are falling down your cheeks and nanami can't stop himself from licking them up with fervor. and all he can think of is how filthy you are for letting him fuck you in a church, and that's all that comes out of his mouth.

"so fucking slutty for me, baby," nanami groans, thrusting up harder. "letting me in this cunt so easily? have you been saving it for me?"

"yeah, all for you, just for you," you swear. "god, it's only yours!"

nanami nods, kissing your lips sloppily, "just for me? your tight, wet pussy was waiting for my fucking cock?"

"kento—"

"this body's supposed to be the temple of god, you know that? i've taken an oath, bound myself to God, spent hours of my life in prayer and solitude," nanami rambles, flicking your nipples as he speaks. "then you walk in with this sweet, virgin cunt and i've never wanted anything more."

with every thrust, nanami's rolling against your spot, fucking you into the shape of his cock. and he's in your ear telling you that he owns you now, that every inch of your body belongs to him, entirely. so you keep agreeing with him, nodding and promising that nobody else will touch you like this.

he's got his hands all over your body, playing with your chest, groping your ass, and then gripping your throat tightly.

in the silence that comes from you being choked, nanami chuckles a little.

"hear that?"

and you know what he's talking about immediately. the sounds of him fucking you, the squelching sounds of your arousal loud and echoing in his office.

"it's how bad your little pussy wanted me. how bad she wanted to fuck her priest. came to my church to fuck things up, hm?" nanami slows down, grinding you on his lap while he taunts you. "wore that white dress and wanted me to lose my religion. knew i couldn't resist this hot fucking body sitting in my pew."

you're trying to disagree but with nanami's cock pressed against cervix, but you can't even uncross your eyes.

"fucking answer me."

nodding, you mindlessly agree, "yes, you're right! kento—my god—i'm so close, please don't stop."

and the way you keep mixing his name with cries for God is making nanami's head spin. he's starting to think you're doing it on purpose.

"yeah? beg me some more," nanami smiles, nipping at your neck again. "i like hearing you."

you bite back the petulant whine rising up in your throat and choose to be obedient. "kento, please let me cum—want it so bad, please!"

this time nanami obliges you, twisting your nipples between his fingers, urging you to cum for him.

"be my nasty fucking girl and cum on my cock, sinful little slut."

your nails dig harshly into his shoulder as you toss your head back in heavenly ecstasy.

"oh my—fuck!"

the curse falling from your lips is followed by the collection of tension in your body. your cunt tightens around nanami's cock as you freeze on nanami's lap. he keeps fucking you through it, his cock pounding into your cunt while you gush and squirt around him.

"can you cum inside me, kento? please?" you're begging again, even more for his cum than for your own orgasm. "i want it so bad, want you to fill me up, okay? you'll do it right, kento? you'll give me your cum?"

and what choice does nanami have? he has to empty his balls inside you.

"gonna dump my fucking cum in your cunt," nanami growls.

that's all the warning you get before he's fulfilling his promise, giving you everything he's got. his groans and curses fill your ears while his hips stutter, painting your insides white.

nanami sighs in contentment, rubbing his hands up and down your back as his cock softens inside you. he feels you relax in his lap, tiredness overtaking your limbs.

the evidence of your sin leaks down to nanami's balls.

you lean your forehead against his, stars still in your eyes. even after the depraved acts nanami's performed on you in the last couple of weeks, you still think he's created heaven and earth.

"thank you so much kento, you're so good to me," you whisper and it sounds like a prayer.

in nanami's ears, it sounds like worship.

—

#smut #irl #nanami

[personalpeach]

genshin men + threesomes

18+. MDNI.

ft. cyno+tighnari, thoma+ayato, childe+zhongli

warnings: f!reader, threesome, oral sex (m. + f. receiving(separate)), creampie, anal, double penetration

☆ CYNO + TIGHNARI

with cyno behind you, you take tighnari's cock into your mouth, eyes lidding lightly as you slowly begin bobbing your head up and down. as you do this, cyno rubs the head of his cock against your slick cunt, earning muffled moans from you, moans which vibrate around tighnari's own length. the forest ranger lets out a soft groan, hands gripping tight at the bedsheets on either side of him.

you let out a whine against tighnari's cock as cyno pushes into you, bottoming out before grabbing a handful of your ass. he gives you no more than a few moments to adjust before his hips start moving, rutting back and forth, pushing his length deep into you—dragging against your gummy walls with each thrust. you find it difficult to focus, yet manage to continue sucking tighnari off.

cyno is far from gentle, his hips slam against you with seemingly more vigor each thrust. you take fistfuls of the sheets whilst cyno ruins you like there's no tomorrow, your lips still wrapped around tighnari's stiff cock, trying to give him as much pleasure as you're getting from cyno.

it seems that all three of you approach your climaxes at a similar rate; tighnari is the first to finish, hands combing through his hair as he cums in your mouth—you swallow every drop, despite the way cyno harshly treats you with the velocity of his hip ruts. it becomes too much, too quick; you let out a desperate moan around tighnari's cock as you cum, clenching around cyno's cock as he reaches his own high, hands taking a firm grip of your ass as he cums deep inside you.

☆ THOMA + AYATO

you're practically sandwiched between them; straddled atop thoma, facing him as ayato presses against you, their cocks filling your holes to the brim as tears prick at your eyes. thoma is quick to reassure you, kissing away your tears as they flow down your cheeks, "shh shh, it's okay, take your time, sweetie..." thoma coos.

you give your go-ahead once the pain has fully subsided. ayato controls the pace, using his hands to guide your hips up and down on thoma's cock while he fucks your ass. it's so overwhelming, so warm between the two of them on either side of you that you can't help but crave more, erotically chanting their names.

they stretch you out so lewdly, each time ayato moves your hips. it isn't long before you can feel your orgasm swiftly approaching, your hands clutching thoma's bare shoulders in a futile attempt to keep yourself straight while their cocks bury inside you. your body can't take it anymore, all that leaves you is a jumbled mess of half-words as you cum, rendered entirely speechless from the impact of your climax.

they're close, too—you can feel and hear it. both thoma and ayato's groans pick up in frequency, their hips moving with less rhythm and more desperation. ayato finishes first, pulling out to spill his warm cum on your back. with his hands still on your hips, he pushes you all the way down on thoma's length as he finishes, cumming deep inside your cunt thanks to ayato's help.

☆ CHILDE + ZHONGLI

your thighs are on either side of zhongli's head as you ride his face with reckless abandon, lips wrapped around tartaglia's aching cock. below you, the geo archon is devoted to pleasuring you, that much is made clear by the way his tongue worships your cunt with each rut of your hips.

yet, you stay diligent in your effort to satisfy ajax, taking his cock down your throat with each bob of your head, his drawn-out groans motivating you to keep going. as you do so, zhongli's hands take a grip at your hips, fingertips digging into your sides so that he can guide you along as you ride his face.

tartaglia's composure is long gone, his hands white-knuckling the sheets as shameless groans escape him. zhongli's tongue is enough to blur your mind, and sucking ajax off becomes like second nature—a passive action. that is, until the harbinger reaches his sudden climax, pushing your head forward and cumming down your throat.

you keep sucking even after he's finished; partially to watch him squirm, hips bucking upward as whorish groans leave his lips—but mostly because it's all you can do to suppress your own sounds as zhongli laps up your slick like a man deprived, coaxing you through your own orgasm, hips stuttering to a halt as he does his best to messily lick up every last drop, letting some drip down his chin.

#smut #threesome

[personalpeach]

oh FUCK okay but endeavour teaching his sweet daughter how to please a man, and how a man should make a woman feel. she’s so eager to learn and make daddy happy that there’s no way she’ll say no, even as she’s half split open on his cock! it’s just a part of the learning process!

Warnings: dubcon, incest

“I know you’re an adult in college now, but Daddy wants to teach you one more thing.” Your father’s words surprise you, but you smile and nod as he leads you into his bedroom. You trust your daddy more than anything, and want to make him happy.

“Take your clothes off,” he murmurs as he unzips his pants, “and lay down on the bed for me.” You don’t know where this is going, but you still move instantly to obey.

“Now spread those legs, baby girl. Show daddy what’s between them.”

You spread your legs as he climbs into bed with you, stroking a large finger along your slit. “Do you want daddy to show you how to please a man?”

“I only want to please you, daddy,” you say in a quiet voice, and your father faintly glows with pride. 

“Such a good girl.” He takes his his time preparing you, stretching you open with thick fingers and his tongue until you’re writhing on the bed in sheer pleasure.

When he feels you’re finally ready, he lifts you up with powerful hands and lines you up with his cock. He slowly lowers you down onto his length, adoring how your face scrunches up with pain and how you bite your lip to prevent from saying anything.

He slides inch by inch inside, groaning as the velvety walls of his daughter’s pussy open for him. You’re trembling by the time he’s fully inside, clutching him like you’ll fall off if you don’t.

“Daddy, you can move now,” you whisper, and he takes you at his word as he bounces you up and down. His sweet little daughter is so wet that your juices are running down his length, dripping onto his balls. 

“Does my baby girl like this? You’re being such a good girl for daddy, you know.”

“Thank you daddy! It feels so good! Please don’t stop -”

Of course he doesn’t. His pace gets faster and faster, heavy balls smacking against the curve of your ass. When he feels his daughter’s pussy begin to contract around his cock, he can’t hold back anymore, finishing inside of you with a grunt.

You collapse into his arms, trembling but seemingly satisfied. “Did I do good, daddy?”

“Yes, you did so well that Daddy will give his babygirl a break. And once you’re ready, we’ll start another training session.”

#smut #incest

[personalpeach]

twin bros yuuji and sukuna… sukuna showing his brother how to fuck a girl… by using their precious little sister maybe 🥸

writing this for ur bday <3 👹

cw: fem reader, incest, noncon, slapping ? more like tapping ur face aggressively aha, praise, implied spitroasting, crying

“Are you even paying attention? You’re whoring yourself out more than she is, brat.”

You used to think it was cute, the way Yuuji would flush from ear to ear all the way down his chest when he was embarrassed. Looking at it now made you want to gag more than you already were. He was flushed alright, but not in anyway you ever wanted to see.

“Can’t, can’t help it.” He whined, panting almost helplessly like he was some mutt stuck in a rut. “S’ too pretty and she feels so good.”

“Yeah, well, its not about you, is it? I didn't bring her into my bed just for you to get your rocks off and fall asleep, did I?”

Yuuji’s flush deepened even more as he smiled down at you sheepishly, hand stroking your tear-stained cheek. “Sorry, princess.”

“You’re never gonna get laid like this, idiot. Put your dick away and just watch for a minute.”

Sukuna was just as impatient as ever; that much was obvious. “Don’t mind him, pretty girl. You're makin’ him so hard he can't think straight, he's gotta pay attention if I’m gonna be kind enough to show him how to make you squeal.”

Reluctantly, Yuuji pulled his hand back from your cheek and took himself out of your mouth, leaving an uncoordinated kiss sloppily on your cheek before taking a seat behind you with your head in his lap.

The waterworks were already starting up again as your older brothers shushed you, Sukuna taking the liberty of giving you a little slap with the back end of his hand. “Hey, hey. None of that tonight, okay? Don't spoil Yuuji’s first time for him. You can cry later when we're finished.”

“Yeah, sweetheart. You're acting scared, like we're gonna hurt you.” Slender fingers carded their way through your hair as Yuuji attempted to soothe you. “Just wanna know how to make you feel good, no reason to cry.”

All the reason more for you, the two were utterly delusional to when it came to you. “Acting like we don't take care of you properly, I’d hate to think you're ungrateful, babydoll.”

Even when you're out of your right mind, you know better than make your big brother mad. “I know, baby. Just wanna be a good girl for us, right?”

Your tears wet the finger drying under your eye as you nodded. “That’s right, just be a good girl for Yuuji and cry on your big brother’s cock. I’ll take care of the rest.”

#smut #incest #threesome

[personalpeach]

uncle kiri volunteering to babysit you, so stepdaddy katsuki and your mum can go on a date, which is just to keep your mum happy and silent. stepdaddy katsuki is a little upset he’ll be missing out on the action, warning kiri not to ruin you too much because he’ll still want a turn later.

the moment that they leave, kiri has you laid on the dining table with your skirt flipped up and his mouth on your pussy. soon enough, he’s fucking you over the side of it, only halting in his thrusts to send explicit pics to your stepdaddy with taunting captions.

what you don’t expect is how much cum he pumps into you. it’s like he hasn’t cum in weeks, thick and heavy while he fucks it into your cervix. when you separate from one another, globs of his cum drip from you. your thighs are covered, your pussy is covered, the dining room seats are covered. it’s like a swimming pool by your feet. - 🗿

Oh my god yes please.

Uncle Kirishima blames it all on you, it’s not his fault he cums buckets whenever he’s around you. You’re just too pretty for your own good.

The way you run to the door to greet him as he steps over the threshold, reaching up to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. Barely able to reach due to his sheer size as your breasts press against his chest, smiling as he leans down to peck you on the lips,

“Did ya miss me, sweetheart?” Kirishima smiles as he runs his massive hands along your thighs, parting them like the Red Sea as he settles between them, “I missed you. S’been too long hasn’t it, pretty girl? Gotta get your daddy to let me come round more often, yeah? Would you like that?”

His words are soft and gentle while his actions are anything but, fingers slipping under your panties as he dips between your folds. Feeling your slick coating his digits as he navigates straight to your clit like it’s second nature, pulling sweet sounds from your lips as he takes his time with you.

The pictures Kirishima sends Bakugou have him sat at dinner with a raging hard on waiting to get home to you, hoping that his wife will hurry off to bed so he can have you all to himself.

#smut #kirishima

[personalpeach]

FUCKED MY WAY UP TO THE TOP

ATSUMU. OSAMU. KUROO. BOKUTO. KAGEYAMA. WAKATOSHI. SUNA. SAKUSA.

CONTAINS fem!reader. creampie. face fucking (m&f). fingering. consensual recording. cockwarming. use of dildo. humiliation. overstim. handjob. implied punishment. cucking. thigh riding. not proofread. repost from old blog w add ons MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

KUROO

"you just love pissing me the fuck off, don't you? was it worth being a brat out there?”

a jealous kuroo is one dangerous being. he transforms fully lethal in a matter of seconds. so after whatever it may have been that you did to tick him off, do you really think he's going to allow you to get off on his own cock?

fucking the baby pink dildo in and out your tight hole pitilessly, the lewd fusion of your sultry moans and the sounds of your wet pussy sends you both in heat- kuroos throbbing cock growing gradually underneath his denim pair jeans. the sex toy's splitting your creamy cunt open- fucking what felt like your literal gut. you sinlessly beg your beloved kuroo to forgive you by convincing him you won't make the same mistakes ever again, but he's heard that one too many times. in that same wording, same whiny voice, and same situation.

"is princess gonna cum on a stupid piece of plastic? cause she sure as hell won't be cumming on my fuckin' cock tonight,"

fat tears well up in your glossy eyes as you gush around the toy for the first time that night- your withering hole pulsating around the dildo as you continue to throw more pure begs at him.

but what you didn't know was that he does end up fucking you that whole night; you just end up losing walking privileges for the next couple days.

BOKUTO

"fuuuck yes, baby. oh god- that's fuckin' right, just like that. show these fuckers how much you love sucking my fat cock."

currently posted in the moonlit parking lot of your guys' campus after bo's game, your glossed lips have found themselves wrapped around his heavy cock- your fragile jaw striving to bear his whole girthy length inside your mouth.

bokuto becomes weak in the knees once he sees how your tight throat bulges around his hard cock every time you bob your head downwards- pithy pubs itching against your nose with each movement. his throaty groans become more vocal every time you give his fat balls some further attention by derisively sucking and licking on them.

he's gaping at you in awe as his phone stays recording the filthy act of you choking and gaging on his dick once he grazes the back of your throat while you give his cell a smutty giggle before licking a line up his veiny shaft- gluing your doltish eyes to his gorgeous golden brown pair.

bo carefully grabs a fist full of your hair with his free hand and pulls you back as you part your puffed lips open- tongue resting out, you sloppily jerk his hard cock till he's finally panting your face with his sticky seed- his release settling from your chin to your tits.

"good fuckin' girl. now daddy's gonna ruin that cunt of yours and make you cum,"

SAKUSA

"makin' such a mess on me. bet your cute cunt was desperate for me all day, huh? too bad you had to act up or else you'd be fucking my cock right now."

you're too blurred to even comprehend what omi's saying, head slightly tilted to the side as you circulate your hips in an ungainly pattern around his knee cap, his clothed joint dampened from your slik and the lingering smell of your arousal tickling his nose ever so often. though this was meant to be a punishment for your earlier misbehavior- both of you knew how much you were enjoying this, "that's my pretty girl, fuckin' herself on my thigh. gonna cum soon?"

his hand comes down to your hips, clutching on before he grinds your pulsating cunt around the rind of his knee, the mixture of sakusa's low groans and your little moans fill the room, sweat icing your face as you're nearing your orgasm. the sleek fabric of his designer pants brushes against your swollen clit as your mouth hangs open, your fucked out face bringing out a sinful laugh from kiyoomi. your legs wobble and shake as your pussy pours out a sticky mess all over.

KAGEYAMA

"god- look so fuckin' hot like this, baby. you already went stupid on this dick?"

tobio's sweat embellished his bloomed skin with random patterns as he busily pounds his fat cock that throbbed so thoroughly within your cunt deep inside you- freshly trimmed pubs brushing against your skin with every strong thrust.

your brows are creased as your eyes keep sealed, turning your cloudy head left and right over and over again while curving your back on the cushiony mattress once you feel your ravaged sex spasm around kageyama's dick.

"you close, doll? wan' you to cum for me, show me how filthy your pussy can,"

that's when your pussy starts leaking- spilling out your precious release to leave a thick layer on his cock. it happened so gracefully too- your mellow cum trickling down to his ample balls.

"fuck, angel. 'm so addictive to you- to this fuckin' cunt,”

WAKATOSHI

"pretty baby's been needy all fucking day- couldn't even wait till we got home, huh? shitt- so fucking wet."

‘toshis long fingers trace up and down your sensitive folds- his quick ears catching the impure sounds of your dripping cunt. you whimper once his two fingers scissor inside you, curving them teasingly slow inside your beating cunt, "let me see how much you love cumming on daddy fingers,”

your face was on fire, whining as you start to grind yourself against his digits, ushijimas eyes were stuck on the sight of your pussy gasping his index and middle finger in- his cock growing evenly further down his briefs. a sultry moan peeps out of your throat as you feel his warm saliva trickle down from your lower tummy to your folds.

ushijima never forgets to rub your clit with his thumb occasionally. you were so desperate for his cock that it didn't take long till you were creaming all over his fingers and hand, your release dripping gently on the cold floor. he made sure to imbed your pretty pussy and it's messy galore in his head to replay whenever he wants.

"such a good girl, aren't ya? wanna see you cum like that again,”

SUNA

'"bet my lil' princess cunt missed me all day long. cmere, let's make ya feel good,"

before suna eats you out, he loves spitting right on your clit and watching his saliva drop lazily down your folds only to hear your whiney whimpers and modest begs.

and with a quick sweet kiss to your clit, he's licking nice and slow at your hole with that genius tongue of his that carries you into a stargaze that lasts what feels like an eternity. your backs arched high at the immense bliss you're meeting. suna's pulling back- his lips and chin gleaming with your slik arousal to tease your puffy folds with his lean fingers- scissoring your fluttering hole and toying with your clit to then strike your cunt with delicate little slaps that has you squirming out above him,

"p-please! 'm so close, wanna cum so badly!" your lips caught between your teeth as your fuming face scrunches up in vast pleasure.

"but you sound so fuckin' pretty when you beg like that,"

the way you're screaming as you reach your toe- curling orgasm was something out of a fucking porno- legs jerking and kicking upwards until they struggle to stop twitching as your cunt spills out every once of cum you had stored.

"atta girl, knew you had it in ya. you're too fucking good for me. 'gonna fill up this pretty pussy now till you're leakin'”

OIKAWA

"keep goin' for me, sweetheart. gosh-yes yes yes, feels so fuckin' amazing, princess,”

tooru definitely has the dreamiest cock you've ever laid your eyes on- perfectly long with notable veins, thick and thin, that marked his length all around. ideally made just for you <3

your skilled hands gave him euphoric pleasure as you jerk his hard cock in a sustainable pace- not once failing to remember to rub his fat tip with your thumb and give his plump balls gentle squeezes at random. the filthy wet sounds that echoed within the living room had your panties dripping. his antsy breathing proved it obvious he was close- his hips bucking up as he jabs his nails into his pillow.

"fuck, baby- fuck, fuck, fuck-ngh 'm so close!" poor baby only lasted two more strokes before he's shooting out his pearly white load all over your polished fingers.

gosh it was such a mouthwatering scene, his warm cum seeping out between your fingers as it dribbles down effortlessly from your knuckles to your tired wrists- coating the beautiful heart shaped charm bracelet he gifted you for your birthday.

milking his heavy cock, you give him a couple more drowsy squeezes before playfully licking up the mess he made all over your two hands.

ATSUMU & OSAMU

"aw, why're you cryin' baby?'s too much for ya?"

‘tsumu coos as his middle and index fingers firmly rub circular motions on your clit. little droplets of tears that ran down your flaring cheeks tickled the back of tsumies hand- the swollen tip of his cock piercing your cervix with every minor gesture you made.

it's been 20 long minutes since you've been sat stuffed with astumus dick, reframing yourself from making a filthy mess of your orgasm. but it was plain to you all you won't be successful with following his strict instruction.

osamu laid still on his side, eyeing down your bare body to your abused pussy that glistened from your arousal under the dimmed light. your poor cunt quivered endlessly around astumus thick length as you swiftly cover your lips with the palm of your sweaty hand to avoid the porn-worthy moan that was seconds away from slipping out your throat.

"such a dirty lil slut. ya love having osamu-kun watch you like this, don't ya? cryin' like a little fuckin' baby on my cock. what'da think, bro? should we let poor ol' y/n cum tonight? ‘s yer call,"

the word 'please' repeatedly murmurs out of you as if you're begging some vicious murder to spare your life.

"i don't know, tsumu. she seems to be enjoying it really well wouldn't ya say? just not so sure if she's deserving of it, ya know?”

tsumie's hips thrust forward- his thick cock kissing your sore cervix as you cry for mercy before begging one last time, “‘m begging! it hurts- need to cum, pleaaase!"

the twins share a sinning laughing before the blond's palming your tits with his massive hand and leaning in to plant sloppy wet kisses along your jawline and neck- the gripping warmy vanilla scent that beams off your smooth skin meets with the tip of his nose daintily.

"wanna cum, ay? then lemme see it. cum all over my cock, angel. 'n show osamu how messy this slutty pussy can get, yeah?”

© ZSUNA

#smut #multi