simp4sugu

[simp4sugu]

thinking about geto for tonight

normally he always wants to fuck you while you're on your back, so he can watch your eyes roll up while he's drilling himself inside of you. but the uncertainty you'd feel when he took you from behind, any movement he makes drawing gasps from your lips or making your back arch down into the sheets was simply too good to pass up.

especially with how long he could draw this moment out, the one where he'd spread open your lips and groan at how wet you'd gotten, leaving a light kiss against you before repositioning himself and lining up his swollen tip with your hole. he always took his time pushing inside of you, rubbing small, slow circles across your pussy with his tip while you'd breathily call his name, his cock jumping in response to your voice.

"getooouu, don'....teasssee" you'd whine with that desperate, needy tone of yours, pushing your butt back against him to try and push him inside of you. really, how could he ever take you seriously like this? with your stomach laid against the bed, thighs spread wide open enough for him to feel how you eagerly clenched down whenever he began to work his cock inside you, only to drag it back out and continue to gather wetness along his length, rubbing his shaft up and down your cunt teasingly.

and, of course, when he did finally shove himself inside of you, his cock throbbing *hard* at the loud moan you let out, accompanied by the deep ache of your cunt surrounding his dick. you were always sooo fucking tight around him, squeezing every ounce of pre cum out from his cock while you started to rock your hips back against him almost instantly, not having the patience to wait for getou to start moving.

unluckily, geto had enough patience to spare for the both of you, so he'd hold your hips still with his big, thick hands, rubbing his thumb across the soft flesh while he listened to you moan in annoyance. "getooouu, come on, move already" you'd rasp out, your face scrunched with displeasure as you looked back at getou's peaceful expression.

and he would only say "like this?" before leaning down against your back, chest pressed firmly onto your shoulder blades while his mouth rested by the shell of your ear. you flopped back down against the pillow tucked underneath your head when his hips rocked up inside you, hitting deeper yet not deep enough, *so* close to what you needed to feel.

he'd drag this out as much as he wanted to, lazily thrusting inside of you when he starts feeling generous, his pointer finger running up along the base of your spine while his cock is filling you up so well. his hand coming to the root of your hair and gently running it up your scalp, spinning a strand of hair around his finger while he listens to you moan from the thick feeling of his dick.

the slow, almost grind of his length inside of you was mind-numbing in itself, being forced to feel every single vein and ridge being dragged along your sensitive walls, being hyperaware of the stretch your pussy had to make to take him, being aware of the lewd wet sounds every thrust made, your wetness seeping down your inner thigh at a snail's pace.

you couldn't decide on what to focus on, even if you tried. every time you attempted to speak, your mouth could only make slurred out moans of getou's name while he took on a pitying tone in your ear, pampering your neck with small kisses as he talked to you. "yeah? that feel good, pretty girl?" as he angled his hips down, moaning into your ear from how you'd pulse around him at the new position.

he knew exactly where to hit, and he'd abuse every spot inside you until you were puddy in his hand. only then, when you're drooling into the pillow and completely lax in his grasp, he'd fuck you properly, and he wouldn't stop until the both of you were satisfied.

[simp4sugu]

Suguru loves you riding him. He loves how your tits bounce with every hard thrust. He loves watching your face, revelling every time it scrunches up because of him edging you. He loves digging his fingers into your hips, grabbing on with such desperate need for you. He loves the way your tight pussy clings to him when you slow down the pace. He loves how you swirl your hips as you move up and down on his cock. He loves grabbing your throat whilst he fucks you. He loves the sound of your dripping wet pussy slapping against his mound, mixing with the sounds of pants and moans coming from the both of you. He loves you running your hands down his chest, using it to support yourself as you grow more and more desperate for him. He loves how you flip your long hair over your shoulder and hang your head back, exposing your beautiful neck and slender shoulders. He loves how your eyes roll back as you tighten around his cock. He loves feeling your legs shake and quiver as he drills into you with unrelenting speed. He loves that you oblige when he asks you to spit in his mouth. He loves watching his dick disappear into your wet cunt. He loves the feeling of you sucking on his fingers slick with your wetness. He loves the sound of your soft whimpering as he draws you closer and closer to the edge. He loves the feeling of your cum running down his shaft. He loves to hold onto your torso, wrapping his arms around your back as you continue to bounce on him. He loves to look you in the eyes as he gets close to finishing. And he loves the feeling of cumming inside of you, inches deep, clutching your body close to his as he rides out his orgasm.

[simp4sugu]

Tracing his name over your clit | Geto x Reader

contains: cunnilingus, suguru adoring you, slight overstimulation

♡

“Fuccckkk Sugu—” You groan, your pretty little head resting against the plush pillow while your boyfriend’s at work going down on you. Both of his large hands squeeze the flesh of your thighs in between his fingers, kneading them every second, you could already feel the sore bruises starting. “It’s late, are you sure you want to get me off right now?”

He picks his head up for a second, the shine from your arousal sticking to his lips.

“Just lay there and look pretty for me sweet girl, I just want to make you feel good, yeah?”

Without another word, his face disappears between your thighs again quickly going back to his fun. He knew this wouldn’t take long anyway, his mouth alone is enough to make you squirt all over his beautiful face. But he always made sure to take his time with you, just for his sweet girls pleasure.

You let out a sigh of pleasure while your fingers rake through his soft hair. Between him going back and forth between soft kisses peppering your clit, and then moving on to full on making out with your pussy, you would cum any moment with the way he performs his magic. Especially when you listen to the filthy wet sounds of his lips doing their job.

He does this almost every night, he must think it makes you relax more for a good nights rest. More often than not, it lead to his cock pounding desperately into you, but sometimes, like tonight, he just enjoyed mouth fucking your cunt until you fall asleep. You swore he did this more for his pleasure than your own, but in the end, you both win, so who can complain? He gets to eat you out, and you get an orgasm out of it.

Suguru pops his head up for a minute, replacing his mouth on your clit with this middle finger. His body leans upwards to you press a deep kiss to your lips, groaning into your mouth.

“Oh sweet girl, my darling love, I could make out with this pussy for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. It’s fucking mine.”

And with that, Suguru’s mouth returns to your pussy, his tongue lapping up every bit of your arousal. You feel him smirk against you, and then his tongue work unfamiliar motions over your clit… as if he was spelling out a word.

Your eyebrows knit together in ecstasy, realizing what he spelled out. His name.

Suguru.

With the realization of him marking you, plus the new motions of his tongue… you come undone just like that, cumming in his mouth.

Suguru licks and sucks gently, helping you all the way through your orgasm until the pleasure becomes overstimulation, your thighs shaking and Suguru having to hold them still to continue going down on you.

“N- no Sugu— too tired now—”

Suguru stops what he’s doing and his eyes soften at how beautiful you look.

“You sure pretty? Hm? I can fuck that pretty face of yours to sleep again.”

“N- no— I can’t handle this tonight… sleepy..” You moan out, squeezing your thighs together to get Suguru to stop his actions.

Suguru offers a sweet smile, the outer corners of his eyes crinkling. He pulls himself up next to you and presses a gentle kiss to your temple.

“Another time, then.”

[simp4sugu]

Geto Suguru who eats pussy to the fullest sense of the word.

He starts with your pussy lips, tracing them with his thumbs, taking a moment to admire the shape of your sex. It's important to him, to let your pussy know that he's missed her—he parts his lips and captures your wet folds in between, strong hands cupping your ass so he can pull himself closer. He sucks softly, tongue following your outline as he makes out with your cunt like it's a long-lost lover. You feel his praise more than you hear it, the hot breath from his whispers making you twitch, the vibrations of his words travelling down the length of your slit.

The momentary parting from your pussy is mere courtesy, his lingering gaze a sure sign of his hunger. The pleasantries are over, the song and dance done. When he returns, it's with renewed vigour, determined to drag you down into pleasure.

There's no fanfare as he licks all over your sopping pussy, lapping at your cunt juices with broad strokes of his tongue. He wears the wetness trickling down his chin with pride, slathering the tip and bridge of his nose with your slick, pressing his face close and inhaling your arousal. He sucks on your clit like he's trying to leave a hickey (is trying, wants it puffy and sensitive, a mark that he was there, that you are his), before ghosting his lips down to your entrance.

It's not right for your cunt to be clenching around nothing, not right at all. So he fixes that by slipping his tongue deep into your hole, right where it belongs. He knows precisely where each point of your pleasure lies, parts his mouth wider so that he can reach them with each eager flick of his tongue. In and out, up and around, tracing the rim of your entrance and wiggling back into your tight heat. Again and again, covering his tongue in your essence, making you cum and squirt all over his face until you have nothing left to give.

Suguru fucks well, but his tongue fucks even better. It's what you deserve, after all—if your pussy can mould to the shape of his cock, then his tongue can mould itself perfectly to your cunt.

[simp4sugu]

 SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN.

⋆ suguru geto, choso kamo, satoru gojo + fem!reader.

 ⋆ mdni. college au kinda. fingering, cunilingus, dry humping, choso + shy reader, making out, ‘just the tip’ satoru cums in your panties, dirty talk. usage of sweetheart, baby, babe, princess, angel.

ִֶָ SUGURU

Suguru’s not shy in the slightest, often smacked in the back of his head from the dirty looks he gives your cute ass under the tight little skirt you wore to the party. a couple of drinks in and he’s thanking the world for the chance to be locked in a cramped closet with the pretty girl who caught his eye.

“fuck, sweetheart, you’re dripping” he murmurs against your cunt, two fingers knuckle deep and his tongue continuously flicking over your clit. the closet’s carpeted floor burns in your back where your shirt rise, up your neck for his fingers to occasionally pinch a nipple in between keeping your thigh spread for him to feast on your spasming pussy. Suguru would lie if he said he didn’t dream about this moment, grateful for the opportunity even though he would have found a way to bend you over the bathroom sink.

his eyes are hooded, cock pulsing and dribbling precum all over the front of his boxers solely from the satisfaction of having you gush all over his tongue and digits. “you’re always this wet? or just excited because it’s me?” he teases, breath direct against the flutter of your cunt seconds before his tongue is gliding between your puffy lips, alternating between licking and slurping on your clit until your thighs shake.

“feels good” you sniffle, eyes crossed and chest heaving from the intensity, from the agonizingly slow drag of Suguru’s fingers inside your walls.

“’m glad, baby” he smirks, face fully buried in your cunt, his once slow and steady rhythm now sloppy and eager, forcing the wet sounds of your pussy to resonate through the room as he eats you like it’s the best fucking meal he has ever tasted. your time is running low, and Suguru will make sure you walk out of the closet with wobbly legs.

ִֶָ CHOSO

although forced by Yuuji, Choso is not quite mad he ended up in the current situation.

he thinks you look so pretty, so fucking pretty in that outfit, allowing his eyes to trail down the shape of your body much like he often does while you walk past him in class. “you look good” he finally manages to croak out after a whole minute of sitting side by side in the closet your friends pushed you into.

“thank you,” you murmur with your fingers twiddling shyly, and Choso feels his cock throb, “i’m glad you decided to come.”

“yeah?” his voice drops, pulled closer to your side like a magnet, eager to hear more, “why is that?” driven by a sudden burst of self confidence, Choso slides a hand to your thigh, briefly brushing the fabric of your pants.

“y-you seem like a nice person” you stutter in return, chest thumping and pussy wetting at the touch, at the low raspy and breathy tone in his voice, “wanted to know you better”

‘cute’ the black haired thinks, tentatively allowing his warm lips to brush your jaw as you stutter, eyes unconsciously landing on your cleavage, fuck..., how he wished to rip your shirt open in the spot, cup your pretty tits in his hands and make you cum from his tongue on your nipples.

"feelings’ mutual, babe” Choso groans, unable to stop his hand from reaching your cheek and tugging your face gently towards his, the touch of your lips on his is almost immediate, sloppy and messy with tongues clashing, saliva wetting the bottom of your lip that drops and stains your flowy shirt.

you’re too good to him, he thinks, and you deserve better than a quick fuck in a closet, so much against his inner lewd thoughts about savagely tasting your pussy, he tugs you up, lips still attached as your ass land on his clothed cock, begging to be freed and release inside or all over you.

but this will do for now, he just wants to make you feel good, he needs you to feel how much he craves for you; Choso might think he’s going slow, but the broken cries and whimpers increasing in intensity with each drag back and forth of his hands on your hips prove otherwise, grinding you nice and directly against his pulsing member. addicted to your moans, to your sounds, Choso can’t wait to become addicted to your cunt too.

ִֶָ SATORU

“lean back against the door, princess... mm, yeah, that’s perfect” Satoru grins, tongue poking on the side of his cheek at the perfect sight of your pliant body, cutely leaning back for his eyes to take in the sight of your pussy swallowing his cock head, panties pushed aside enough for the fat size of him to comfortably get enveloped by your walls. ‘just the tip’, he promised, mentally kicking himself for the teasing he brought on himself.

he needs to fuck you nice and deep, to bury the whole girth of his cock inside your warm inviting pussy,— but he won’t, Satoru promised to keep it light, just the tip... for now, and it’s hard to resist when you look at him with that slight glazed over gaze, lips glossy, puffy from the intense make out session you had just a couple of minutes ago, spread for huffs of air to come out.

but of course, when Satoru wants something, he’ll do his best in trying to get it.

“it’d be so easy, to pull your hips down and slide my whole cock inside...” Satoru tuts, sliding his thumb across your belly until it lands on your folds, rubbing on your engorged, glistening clit, “wouldn’t you like that baby? to take me whole inside this tight cunt of yours?”

“you promised” you whine in return, slowly circling your hips on his cock, dribbling slick all over his length until it coated his balls and most likely the floor underneath.

“tsk” the blue eyed retorts, continuing his assault on your clit while occasionally bucking his hips up, just slightly, but how can you blame him when you feel just too good, too warm and slick, almost begging to be pounded, “’kay, but at least i’ll make you cum on my cock” he groans, using the hand that isn’t on your clit to rub at the same pace on your nipples, bringing them to full hardness under his ministrations, “your body is so responsive, angel, so fuckin’ sexy” it comes with a buck of his hips, making a dragged cry to come out of your lips, thighs shaking from the effort of maintaining yourself in a hovered position, “you gonna cum? I can feel you twitching” the constant previous teasing got you to the edge in a matter of minutes, arching your back in a beautiful way that makes Satoru groan appreciatively, “fuck, yeah, so hot”

the cry of protest comes almost unconsciously at the same time he pulls his tip out of your still convulsing cunt, fixing your panties before sliding his cock through a leg opening, eagerly rubbing on your mound and sensitive clit until the crotch of your underwear got translucent by the amounts of mixed fluids, soon joining the thick ropes of sticky cum that land on your flushed skin, a reminder of the too short moment of passion you shared.

[simp4sugu]

hi ! i’m not sure if ur reqs are open but i was wondering if i could get a bff gojo x fem reader having sex for the first time even tho they’re just besties ^.^ i’m in love w bff gojo + i love ur writing !!

 BFF ! ( best friends who fuck )

⋆ mdni. cunilingus, pussy drunk Satoru, a bunch of praising, dirty talk and pet names like baby, princess, pretty, angel ‹3. ( nonie ily this idea made me scream for a good while and also thank you so so much ! im happy u like what I write 𖹭 ) and yes! my requests are always open

 ⋆ side note: it’s up to you to decide if they're virgins or not ajsgshsh I left that open to interpretation lol.

late night friday movies with Satoru where a must, cozy blankets covering your thighs and whatever it could from your best friend’s incredibly long legs propped up on the coffee table. what started with you both picking whatever cringe movie and attempting to watch through it, ended up with giggled remarks of the horrendous plot and terrible acting in the screen.

Satoru’s rambles over any minor detail were expected, what you did not expect was for him to suggest something completely unexpected, “have you thought about it?” he asks, a big chunk of ice cream down his mouth while pointing at the tv screen where the main two characters were currently passionately making out, “you and me?”

the saliva in your mouth chokes you for a brief second before turning your head towards the man with the cocky smile, “you’re kidding”

“i’m not” he speaks, remaining unbothered, eyes glued to the now clean spoon, “we’ve known each other since so long, don’t you think our sexual chemistry would be amazing?” Satoru smirks, now turning and leaning closer to your wide eyed face.

you couldn’t deny your best friend was incredibly hot, bright blue eyes and messy white hair with matching long eyelashes, he was ethereal and Satoru thought the same about you, he never admitted how fucking gorgeous you were but his continuous praises in the shape of petnames was, hopefully, enough for you to see.

“i don’t know...” you bite your lip, a slight tug on your belly making itself present at the closeness of him, subtly forcing you to lean back until your head laid on the armrest and Satoru’s body towered over yours.

“c’mon pretty, don’t get all shy on me” he rasps, “i bet i can make you feel so good, i know your cute body like no one else” and to be fair, he is right, multiple tickling fights have had you confessing your sensitive spots to Satoru, which now he attempts to use them for your pleasure.

you whine, low and almost inaudible, “promise our friendship won’t change” you reply, and it’s all Satoru needs, a strained ‘promise’ muttered before his lips crash on yours with a satisfied groan, his tongue is quick to meet yours, tangling and allowing the lewd sound of saliva and lips crashing resonate under the tv sound muffled in the background.

“haaa” he gasps once you break the kiss, hands eagerly pulling, squeezing and tugging on your skin and clothes until you’re laying naked under his body, Satoru’s quick to take off his shirt and toss it aside along with the mess of cloth in the floor, “you’re so sexy, baby, so fuckin’ gorgeous” it’s a dark murmur, sliding your panties down for his eyes to see the threads of slick connecting your folds and the fabric, a broken sound coming from his lips as if he just got punched in the gut.

“gonna make you feel so good, princess” Satoru speaks to himself, eyes glued on your cunt as he lays down between your legs, fingertips parting your glistening folds with a soft gasp, truth to be told, he’s never been so turned on in his whole life, “wanna eat your perfect cunt so bad” he shakes, slowly grinding his boxer clothed cock against the couch, a single hand coming up to squeeze your tits while his tongue took a tentative lick on your slit that made his eyes roll.

“fuck!” you both whimper at the same time, with Satoru’s mind reeling at the taste of you, driven by his lust and pulsing cock as he leans down and attaches his lips to your pussy, messily and desperately eating you out with his eyes crossing from pleasure, a couple groans expressed directly on your sensitive flesh.

“so good, baby, you taste amazing” Satoru slurs, holding onto your asscheeks and pulling you up slightly, on the perfect angle to make out with your cunt. the moans you let out are music to his ears, driving him to plunge his tongue deeper, squeeze your ass harder and moan louder.

“’Toru, i’m so close” you squeal, expecting for him to pull back, to let you catch a break but surprisingly, he just goes faster, the sounds of his tongue in and around your pussy only increasing, fueling you to squirm and tug on his soft hair until you’re spasming around his tongue with a broken cry.

yet his tongue doesn’t stop for another couple of minutes, allowing you to ride your orgasm and buck slightly, fucking yourself on his eager tongue, “you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever tasted” he finally grunts, voice hoarse and eyes almost black by the lust etched in his brain, the spot under his hips sticky with the copious amounts of precum his twitching cock spurted, “you’re letting me fuck you now, right princess?” Satoru murmurs, not really expecting a reply before tapping your puffy clit with the glistening tip of his cock, eyes fully focused in the way your mixed juices stick to his cock with each soft tap.

then you nod slightly, a quiet “please”, followed by your hands on his hips and he’s inching inside of you, barely spreading your folds around his girth but Satoru already feels like he’s about to faint.

“a-ah, fuck...!” he groans, shaky fingers grasp your waist and the armrest above your head, and from where you laid you could see his abs clenching, chest heaving, eyes blurry and jaw slacked, letting out loud puffs of pleasure, absolutely fucked out. it takes his whole strength to bury the rest of his long cock inside your warm cunt, groaning like it fucking hurts, but in reality, the thing it hurts him is thinking why you haven’t fucked earlier. “you’re an angel, you and your heavenly cunt” it takes everything in Satoru as not to drool and pant like a dog, slowly and sloppily fucking into your warmth, his nails are probably ripping the leather of the couch but he doesn’t mind, hell no, his mind is fully absorbed and bordering on insanity at the feeling of you, “tell me how it feels” he begs.

“so good, ’toru” you whimper, eyes not certain if to see his fucked expression or look down to where his cock buries inside of you, coming out glistening by your dripping slick, “my pussy feels so good”

“fuck, baby!” his eyes close shut, a shudder running down his spine at your words, only encouraging him to go faster, the squelch of your cunt and his balls smacking on your ass growing, “that’s right, only i can make you feel this good, hm? no other boy you’ll sleep with will make you feel like this” he roars, “this pussy is made for me to claim and mold you to the shape of my cock” his thrusts are now erratic, panting so loud you’re unsure how he hasn’t choked yet, but the continuous smack of his tip on your g-spot makes you forget about anything else, mouth open and eyes crossed as you feel yourself cumming unannounced.

“oh, god, you’re cumming?” he sounds shocked, eyes widening and cock throbbing at the sensation of your cunt sucking on his length with each thrust, as if not wishing to let him go, “i’m so close, baby, so fuckin’ close” all you hear through the slight buzz on your ears is babbling, incoherent mumbling of Satoru speaking to himself, fucking himself stupid on your pussy before, much against his wishes, pulling out of your warmth and shooting thick ropes of hot cum on your chest, some even landing on your chin by how hard you made him cum.

in the blink of an eye his lips are on yours again, shakily and way too messy for you to follow through the limp state where he left you, but don’t worry, Satoru will help you increase your stamina too, and perhaps, you’ll let him cum inside next time.

[simp4sugu]

wicked intentions | s. gojo x s. geto

synopsis: Bored of your conservative town you're glad that a sex shop pops up, but little do you know that two men who run it are perverts who want to take you to bed but little do they know what they're about to experience.

wc: 8.3k

tags: 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + fem reader + not beta read + repost from my old blog + use of multiple sex toys + mmf threesome + pussy eating + blow job + facial + consensual and nonconsensual filming + cum eating/play + fingering + double penetration + anal you receiving + impact play + teasing + you're shorter than them + they talk you through your orgasm + collar/lease usage + both Gojo and Geto are slimy and perverts and manipulate you + dirty talking + creampie + bondage + squirting + pet names such as good girl and princess + Geto x Gojo + any missing tags lmk! 

Smoke hung in the air like a heavy musky perfume clinging to the white ceiling catching your attention before you looked around the old building converted into something you never thought you’d see in this town; a sex shop.

Everyone talked about it, the idea of one in a town like this wasn’t sure to do good with sales, but you wanted to see it, curiosity won the battle as you spotted the two men working the counter.

They were deep in a conversation when you stepped further in, you could hear their low mumbling as you glanced at the array of dick-shaped objects.

The main theme seemed to be things you could suck ironically enough, lollipops, straws, and other things that were phallic shaped and all sorts of bachelor and bachelorette games with various items.

You walked over to the movie section and glanced at them, you couldn’t help it really given the nature of your job as a sex worker. It was only solo videos you posted on OnlyFan videos and pictures.

Warmth flooded through your veins looking at the covers, women and men getting fucked or sucked off or eaten out, blood pumped hot pulses throughout your body, and you inhaled smelling the soft scent of vanilla mixed with something heavier.

“We have a sale, buy one get one free!” A light chipper voice called out from behind. You turned and looked at the workers.

One, tall and lanky with white hair and eyes, you were sure the most beautiful blue ever. And white eyelashes that complimented his eye color, your eyes averted to the man next to him, the complete opposite. Long black hair with dark eyes to match.

You smiled and walked over to the counter which housed all sorts of things for smoking, and other small sex items. “Sounds good, it looks good here.” You murmured with a genuine smile happy to see something new in town.

The white-haired man smirked and drummed his long slender fingers against the counter. “Thank you, anything that catches your eye?” He asked, locking his gaze with yours with a smirk.

You nodded and pointed to the rack of dildos behind you. “A few of them, I’m so happy to see a new shop especially one that caters to this in such a conservative city.” You voiced your appreciation with a little sultry touch, seeing men like them is also a rare sighting here.

Both men smirked now glancing at each other and sharing some sort of silent conversation. “It was a bitch to get it set up, these folks need to use one or two toys.” You giggled and looked at the white-haired man, his eyes undressing you practically along with the other one.

“My name is Satoru, I’m the owner and this is my trusty employee and best friend, Suguru.”

You gave them your name with a shy smile, usually, you barely paid any man attention due to them mostly being close to twenty years older or more than you, you noted they both oozed with charm and something sinister swimming under their gaze.

“Such a pretty name for a pretty girl,” Suguru spoke up eyeing you.

Another fit of giggles erupted from your pink glossy lips. “Thank you, you two are the most handsome men that have graced this town along with a sex store.”

It was Suguru who spoke again, his lips curled into a smile as well. “So it’s like a two-in-one package.” He murmured.

You leaned forward giving them a good view of your tits with a matching smile. “I’ve always wondered how two would fit into one.” You teased looking down at the small pipe that resembled a pair of lips painted a deep red.

Satrou’s own lips split almost as he stared at you, no one really has come in besides the few dudes wanting a fleshlight because as they put it their wives never wanted to put out, and now here, these two have a sweet little thing in front of them.

“Very easily with just a little bit of lubrication and coaxing, you could do it,” Suguru purred putting his elbows on the glass leaning forward to catch a whiff of your strawberry perfume, the sweet smell made his mouth water almost. Moving here proved to seem a good idea.

A gush of slickness coated your panties as you gazed into Suguru’s eyes laying your hand over his with a smile so sweet that he wasn’t sure if he wanted to taste your mouth or pussy first, his cock throbbed behind the counter. “You’re right, if I need any help I’ll let you know.”

Before Satoru could add anything else the door rang, and an older gentleman walked in with his hands stuffed in his pockets. You stepped away with a wink and headed back to the wall of dildos scanning the plastic for a larger toy, which happened to be a dark pink filled with glitter.

His words echoed in your head ‘a little bit of lubrication and coaxing, you could do it.’ You grabbed it and headed over to the lube section finding a lube quickly before turning back to the counter to see the older man walking out.

“What if I gave you both a shoutout on my page about your new store?” You asked in a soft tone setting the items on the counter, again they shared a silent conversation and nodded as Suguru rang up your things and bagged them.

Satoru slid your card back into your palm running his slender fingers over your flesh leaving behind a trail of hot desire that crackled like a fireplace. “We’d love that, let me make a counteroffer,” This time they both leaned into your personal space with wicked smirks.

More times than not you were not this bold, but something about the men gave you a boost of confidence you held onto for dear life even though you let people see your naked body this was different, almost more intimate.

“You let us watch your little video and we’ll give you half off today,” Satoru murmured reaching his hand and swiped his thumb over your bottom lip collecting the pink glittery gloss that you smeared earlier.

Your heart thumped fast in your chest watching him with a smirk. “You got a deal, and maybe soon you both will show me just how well I can coax two into one hole.” You scooped up the bag and walked out of the shop with a smile and ruined panties.

Both men looked at the username you wrote down on the receipt and they knew that they were going to be in for a show.

Later that evening you sat on your bed dressed in the new lingerie that came in the mail earlier in the morning, however, this time felt a bit different knowing that Satoru and Suguru could join anytime and you’d have no idea, their nickname could be anything really.

You scanned the new toy you laid out along with the lube bottle and wondered how it would feel for them to stretch you out instead of the silicone dildo, your brain fizzled out almost at the thought of being sandwiched between them.

Satrou’s blue eyes reminded you of the crystal clear waters that lapped over each other on a hidden away beach, and Suguru’s reminded you of melted dark chocolate, you swore you could almost taste the salt from the water and the aroma from the food.

You sighed heavily and flopped on your bed playing with the frilly edge of your one piece glancing at the camera working up the nerves to start the live, usually, you’d like to record and edit then post but tonight would be a special treat.

Once you were in the middle of your bed surrounded by pastel shades of pink and purple you kneeled next to the toys and turned the camera on pointing it at your face, per the requests from your subscribers, they loved you in soft colors and see-through outfits.

Comments started to roll in the moment everyone was alerted you were online, you cupped your tits and settled down letting your heels rest on your ass. “Hello everyone, sorry it’s been a whole week since I uploaded anything so I wanted to give a little treat, and I’m here to give a shoutout to the two very sexy men who helped me out today.”

On the other side of the screen, Satoru and Suguru sat on their couch tuned into your live stream. “Holy shit, next time she comes in I have an idea,” Suguru murmured, his eyes fixated on the screen watching you rip open the thick plastic.

Little did he or Satoru know that you were actually prepping yourself for them because you planned to invite them over and give them a show that neither will ever forget when you gained more confidence to do so, you gasped when you held the toy in your hand looking at the camera.

They both watched with throbbing cocks as you quickly got up to wash it off before setting back down with an open mouth you swirled your tongue around the head before pushing more of it into your mouth staring at the red dot. “Do you think she swallows or spits?” Satoru asked.

“Swallow for sure, but I’d love to see my load on that pretty face of hers,” Suguru replied with a smirk grabbing the laptop and placing it on his knees as he leaned back letting his friend get a better view as well, this time you were deep throating it with your eyes closed.

You gagged a little bit before removing the toy holding it as you popped the top of the lube and squirted some on the tip before smearing the substance up and down the shaft as you sat up on your knees placing the toy between your legs.

They watched as you slowly slid the head inside you, your mouth dropped open at the feeling of something thick trying to stretch you out. “I’ve always wanted to try double penetration, two cocks splitting me wide open and the cum dribbling out sounds so hot.”

Satoru and Suguru exchanged a look and a smirk before they turned back to the computer watching you drop down more on the toy, your hands gripping a bunny plushie with a pink bow on one ear, your face screwed up in pleasure as you let out a high pitched whine.

Finally, the dildo bottomed out leaving you stuffed full as you rocked back and forth a few times getting used to the sensation of it, everyone could hear the wet suctioning as you fucked the toy faster moaning like a porn star, your eyes fluttered shut thinking about the two men.

Satoru would be on the bottom and Suguru would be behind you as they worked their cocks in and out of your pussy taking turns before both of them slowly would bottom out, you whined thinking about it triggering your orgasm and leaving a creamy ring around the toy’s shaft.

You opened your eyes and read the comments that poured in, some wishing you would have done more foreplay but none of them stuck out to you. “I’m sorry it was fast-paced and had no foreplay, I was super wet to begin with, I have those two on my mind. See you soon.”

Satoru focused on your pout and how soft your lip felt under his thumb as he stared at you through the screen wishing he could reach in it and cup your cheek, the laptop went dark when you ended the video blowing a kiss to the camera.

“She was thinking about us, next time we should leave a comment. Keep her guessing, she was reading them wondering if we were going to say something.” Suguru commented shutting the laptop down and growing excited by the second for whenever you would come in next.

It was only four days after you live-streamed when you stepped back into Satoru’s shop again, a husky vanilla scented the air from the incense on the empty front counter, you sighed and pouted a bit looking around. The color scheme was done in white and gold hues.

They blended perfectly together you thought wandering around the small area, the place before this was a tiny cafe but Satoru added a bit more to it, including the dressing rooms, his office, and a little room that could seat two to watch an adult movie.

A sign taped to the door read: “You make a mess you clean it.”

“Come back for more toys?” Suguru asked stepping out from the back room, the doorframe held beads instead of a door clacked together as he leaned against the counter watching you, his coffee eyes taking in your outfit of the day.

You hummed and walked over to him. “I sure did, but this time I’m looking for more lingerie, and I need a little help I think. What color do you think would fit best?”

Suguru slid his hand over yours turning it so he could intertwine his fingers with yours. “Spin for me, pretty girl.” He demanded in a soft tone, you let him turn you around slowly feeling heat creep up your neck and pool in your lower belly.

“Satoru!” He called out turning his head to glance at the beads before looking at you again with a predatory smile, a second later Satoru ducked out from the backroom seeing you his lips split with a grin.

He hummed his response and looked at his friend then you. “She wants to know what color suits her the best, what do you think?” Suguru asked spinning you once more and hearing them both whistle.

“I would say either white or red, your skin color is the most beautiful I have ever seen before.”

His eyes burned a hole in you it felt like, the gaze intense. “I think I actually have a set that would do well, follow me, princess,” Satoru said stepping away from behind the counter to take hold of your hand before guiding you to the lingerie racks in the corner next to the fitting rooms.

“This one is probably one of my favorites and I can only imagine how you’d look in it,” Satoru whispered bending down, his lips barely caressing the shell of your ear as he stood behind you grabbing the first piece on the rack barely brushing against you.

It was a simple open teddy body harness that showcased your tits and a tiny string that barely covered your pussy. You took it from his hands, being this close to him everything in your brain went haywire, and you didn’t trust your voice not to crack.

His slender fingers brushed along your neck fixing your necklace. “Want to try it on?” He asked opening the door next to him, part of you wanted to invite him inside to help but you kept that on the backburner gripping the hanger and stepping inside the small room.

“I’ll call out if I need help with something, thank you.” You said with a wink shutting and locking the door before shedding your clothes to slip on the new outfit, you could still feel him behind you, his musky cologne invading your nose and any common sense you had melted.

As you twirled yourself in front of the mirror Satoru and Suguru sat in the office staring at the computer, the screen showing you in full HD thanks to the camera they set up the morning after your live in hopes that you’d come back which admittedly look longer than they liked.

Suguru leaned back patting his friend's knee with a smirk. “I think you were right 'Toru, she looks fucking divine in that.” He muttered zooming in on your tits, your nipples perky from the AC that blasted down on you from the ceiling.

“I don’t know if I want to rip it off her with my teeth or hands,” Satoru replied adjusting his dick in his pants and wondering how’d you taste, he could hear your moans and cries play like a record in his brain as you changed back into your clothes none the wiser what was happening.

But if they had to take a bet both men would say you wouldn’t mind it one bit. A few minutes later you approached the counter with a few new outfits and some more toys, something different than what you’d use, a collar and two leashes hoping they’d get the hint.

“How did you like the teddy?” Satoru asked ringing you up while Suguru bagged everything just like last time, however, his hand hovered above the collar with a raised eyebrow while silently nudging his friend's foot, blue eyes saw the new item and looked at you.

“It fit perfectly, you’re right the color does compliment me the best, you’re very attuned to that stuff I see.” You replied taking the bag from Suguru with a shy smile, both of them were a bit intimidating and stood over six feet tall with smiles that screamed sinister.

They both smiled again and nodded. “I am, you should see what else I’m attuned to,” Satoru said taking a page out of your book with a wink.

“Maybe someday, see you two later.” You said blowing them a kiss and walking out of the shop, the warm sticky air made it hard to breathe along with the two sexy as sin men who watched you.

Monday morning came quickly which meant going back to your day job, but when night fell you turned into someone else, a personal pornstar is what some of your subscribers would say but they didn’t know you worked at the local library.

It wasn’t an awful job, minus the people who came in and didn’t understand that phone calls should be moved outside and where everyone else can hear, and usually, you just pushed the cart filled with books to put them up where they belonged which was very easy.

Until you didn’t have your step-stool to help reach the top but you attempted to by standing on your tip toes feeling the bottom hem of your shirt roll up exposing a sliver of your back when you felt someone’s fingertips brush along your spine.

You whirled around ready to give them an earful but clamped your mouth shut seeing Satoru looming over you with a white stick hanging from his mouth, his hair wet and shaggy as he grinned down at you. “Don’t scare me like that again!” You whined pushing on his chest.

He chuckled and moved the sucker to the other side of his mouth, his cheek puffed up from the candy. “I didn’t mean too sweetheart, I was trying to pull your shirt down.”

You huffed a bit and rolled your eyes basking in his attention, he was for sure the sexiest man to ever walk into the library. “Where’s your buddy at?” You asked looking around for the other man.

“He’s back at the shop, why? Did you want him here too?” Satoru teased setting one hand above your head leaning closer, the sweet smell of his lollipop surrounded you both and thankfully no one would be able to see what was happening being in the corner of books no one checked out.

You shrugged in an attempt to show that you didn’t care when you actually did and stared back at him feeling your panties dampen at the sight of him, tall and lanky you wanted to know how his cock would feel or taste inside your pussy and mouth, is it as pretty as him?

“What flavor is that?” You asked curiously following the movement of his tongue that peeked out.

Satoru grabbed the white stick pulling it from his mouth while using his free hand to grab your chin gently pulling your lips apart watching you stick your tongue out immediately. “Good girl.” He praised in a whisper sliding the lollipop in your mouth.

Your fingers curled around his arm and your eyes fluttered shut as you closed your lips while you sucked on the lollipop, an explosion of peaches and cream filled your mouth. The man in front of you was walking sex doing this in such a public place not caring if someone saw.

A small moan slipped past the candy as you sucked it harder opening your mouth a bit to show him swirling your tongue around it while opening your eyes to see him licking his lips while leaning in closer. “How does it taste?” Satoru asked ghosting his fingers over your jaw and neck igniting a fire deep between your legs.

“Sweet and creamy,” You murmured taking the lollipop from your mouth to transfer it to his with a smirk as you ran your open palm up and down his bicep giving it a squeeze feeling him flex under your touch while he took a step closer.

He cupped your cheek pressing himself against you a little bit. “Just how I think you’d taste. That was a sexy show you put on the other night, I can’t wait to see what you do next. But I must know whose going to use that collar.”

“Hopefully you and Suguru soon.” You replied standing on your tippy toes to kiss him on his cheek before walking off with your cart and books and a pounding heartbeat.

Satoru watched your ass as you swished your hips from side to side a bit more than what you needed to do to give him a show while you walked to the next aisle as he followed. “How soon is soon?” He asked with a slight pout leaning against the end of the bookshelf.

“Depends,” You replied glancing at him as you slid a book between another one before picking up the next one seeing that it belonged on the top shelf, “mind helping me out please?” You asked.

He grabbed the book and stood behind you once more pressing his throbbing dick against your ass as he put it away before grabbing another one titled 69 Sex Tips and flipping through the pages showing you the book landing on the position chapter with figures showing the sex positions.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you stared at the three people in a circle doing 69 on each other. “We could do rock paper scissors to see who gets to taste your sweet pussy first, the other night Suguru and I jerked each other off to you, his cock would fit so nicely inside of you.”

Satoru watched your mouth form a small o as you moved your gaze from the book to turn your head and stare at him. “You- oh my God.” You groaned grasping at the sucker stick and pulling it from his mouth to pop it back in yours.

There was nothing left to say but to walk away again with the peach candy saturating your taste buds with Satoru and the sweet flavor, his dirty whispers swirled around in your head until after your shift and when you got home to make dinner and crawl into bed.

All throughout the course of a few months, Satoru and Suguru would pop into the library to talk to you, sometimes they’d come by themselves and whisper filthy things in your ear, especially Suguru.

He always felt warm like he was running a fever, so at your break times when he would drop in you’d lead him to the breakroom and curl up on the couch reading to each other, most of the time it was erotica with light touching to leave you wanting more.

“And she sucked his cock, her tongue swiping on the underside before closing her lips around the leaky head and hollowing her cheeks to take him deeper…do you want to do that to us, my pretty girl?” Suguru asked one Thursday afternoon as you sat in his lap.

Your eyes were glued to the pages listening to his hypnotic voice that whispered dark and husky in your ear, his free hand was wrapped around your waist keeping you still as you rolled your hips a bit to alleviate the pressure that built between your legs.

“Suguru.” You whined resting your head on his shoulder wanting nothing more than to strip naked and let him ravage you on the couch not caring if one of your co-workers walked in.

He closed the book and held you closer to him as you both panted almost in sync. “I know, I know your pussy wants to be played with.” Surugu whispered letting you straddle him to run your fingers through his long hair.

“Friday night I promise to give you and Satoru a little show, so be sure to video chat me before I start recording for my page.”

He smiled and stoked your cheek letting his fingers trail down your throat to your tits tracing the underside of your bra and then your nipple thanks to the thin fabric. “For our favorite girl, we’ll do anything, we can’t wait to see it.” He murmured cupping the back of your neck.

During the times they visited you, they both stroked the fire building between you three until one of you would break down and take what you really wanted. Suguru grabbed a grape from the small bowl you packed in your lunch box and held it in front of your mouth.

He watched you part your lips letting him place the fruit on your tongue and close your lips around his finger sucking a bit as he played with your tongue depressing it before slowly sliding it a bit further making you gag.

Suguru pulled out with a smirk as he watched you eat it before helping you up and off the couch. “Tomorrow evening at seven I’ll give you a video call, be ready pretty girl.”

The next night you sat on your bed with your phone in hand watching it ring, it was well past seven, and still nothing from either Satoru or Suguru, anger pumped through your veins hot and heavy. While neither of them promised it still hurt that they couldn’t keep up on a simple plan.

You jabbed your manicured finger on the red button hanging up before tossing your phone on the mattress before getting up wondering what the hell was happening and why they didn’t call, part of you wanted to call once more before storming to their shop to give them an ass chewing.

The loud ringer of your phone startled you a bit as you wrestled for it under the covers grabbing it to see Suguru video-calling you. Quickly you hit answer and frowned staring at him and Satoru who pressed his head against his friends.

“Before anything is said, we’re sorry. Time slipped from our hands and a group of women came in looking for a bunch of bachelorette party things.” Satoru said first with a small pout seeing the annoyance on your face.

You huffed and held one of your plushies close to your chest staring at them. “Really? Did you both give them extra attention?” You asked trying to keep the jealousy out of your tone but it was very evident which only excited the men on the other end of the phone.

They both looked at each other first then you. “No we didn’t pretty, I promise. They were all over Suguru and they were even touching his hair but we tried to get them out sooner.”

For some reason it angered you more knowing other women were touching them, nothing was even set in stone about whatever was going on between you three. “They were, huh? I don’t blame them.” You muttered looking anywhere but the screen.

You felt like a little kid not getting the sucker they wanted before bedtime, there was no reason for it truly but the idea of another woman touching them had your blood turning into fire. “Are you at home pretty girl?” Suguru asked watching you pout.

“Yes. Where else would I be?” You shot back rolling your eyes.

Satoru hissed like a cat and mimicked one scratching at the air. “Put the claws away kitten, you’re the only customer that gets special attention, do you want us to swing by and cheer you up?” He asked.

Little did you know that they already had a bag packed with toys and items from the shop ready to go whenever you gave your answer. “How are you two going to cheer me up?”

“We have our ways, see you soon kitty cat,” Satoru replied with a wink hanging up his phone and standing up with Suguru grabbing the bag smirking at his friend as they left their apartment.

You waited by your door for what seemed like hours but really it was only twenty minutes when a knock startled you, quickly you looked through the peephole seeing Satoru and Suguru standing there, suddenly the gravity of the situation came crashing around you.

They really were the two best-looking men you’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing, both of them lured you with charm and nicknames that left you feeling all warm and gooey inside. You opened the door and let them inside looking at the rain that poured from the sky.

You eyed the backpack on Satoru’s shoulder watching them kick their shoes off and shed their jackets. “I didn’t know we were going to have a sleepover.” You murmured leading them into the kitchen.

They both followed like dogs wagging their tails who knew they were getting a bone, the biggest one they ever had too and that would mean they would need to savor it.

After they fucked you good and dumb they also knew that their plan would fall perfectly into place. “It’s going to be much better than that kitty.” Satoru mused with a smirk as he stepped over to your cupboard opening the door looking for something sweet.

“Oh? What does that entail? Also, I hope you’re not going to eat me out of house and home.”

Suguru chuckled and stayed in his spot in the doorway leaning against the frame looking at you, the outfit you wore wasn’t anything scandalous but you still looked gorgeous and fuckable, everything about you pulled both him and Satoru in.

“If you let him he will, he’s very good with his mouth,” Suguru replied with a chuckle watching his friend then you.

You knew what he was getting out, Satoru turned and looked at you with a wink popping a cherry flavored sucker in his mouth swirling his tongue around it before pulling it out. “He’s right, but we came to protect you from the thunderstorms.” He said in a soft tone.

It was a little secret that you slipped one night when you two were hanging out that you get nervous sometimes in them, you turned and looked at the window watching the rain that pattered against the glass pane.

“My two knights in shining armor.” You teased reaching over grabbing the sucker from Satoru’s mouth sticking it in yours, the memory of the first time it happened you felt your pussy clench.

Suguru stepped in the already cramped kitchen behind you pressing himself against your backside as Satoru did the same only to your chest, your head was squeezed between their chests not giving you a chance to escape.

Satoru trailed his open hands up and down your sides gathering the pooling fabric and lifting it up, Suguru quickly helped raise your arms up so his counterpart could tug the shirt off of you letting it fall to the floor.

“You really are so pretty, and have the cutest pout especially when you’re wearing lip gloss.” Satoru murmrued looking down at you, his hand now coming up to hold your chin tilting your head up while Suguru leaned down kissing the back of your neck.

Shivers raced up your spin covering your whole body in goosebumps, you felt your nipples pebble from the kissing and intense stare off with the blue eyes. Slowly he leaned in making it a tease, dragging it out until finally his lips met yours.

The first kiss between you two was soft and sweet until it got hungrier and deeper as you twisted your fingers in his shirt, you broke the kiss and turned your head to kiss Suguru who held the back of your head slotting his mouth against yours.

You pulled away from him and leaned your head on Suguru’s chest looking at Satoru helping him take his shirt off, everything you dreamt of was finally coming true, the feeling of between being sandwiched between them.

Satoru dropped the backpack and let you undress him. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” You murmured taking both of their hands letting one of them grab the bag before following down the hall behind you.

All three of you stepped inside, their eyes scanning the walls and decoration before landing on the bed, a few plushies took space up next to the pillows, a four poster bed surrounded a king sized mattress in a color scheme that fit you to a T.

You kissed them both again before unhooking your bra and tossing it in your hamper. “You both know that I wanted you to use this on me.” They both watched you head over to your closet pulling out a small box filled with your toys with the collar and leashes on top.

Both of them stepped forward grabbing the leashes from your hand, the collar it was attached matched the color, they watched with throbbing cocks and slightly open mouths as you put it on, the inside was a soft fuzzy material thankfully.

Suguru pulled you closer wrapping the leather around his fist jerking you forward almost falling into them, Satoru caught you wrapping one arm around your waist. “I jerked off thinking about this, reality is much better though I have to say and being able to hold you.”

Your eyes fluttered shut melting into his arms, they both led you to the bed helping you on it, Satoru let go of his leash giving it to Suguru before grabbing the backpack removing the contents from it, multiple sex toys, and clothes. “So it is a sleepover, huh?” You teased.

They both chuckled as he continued grabbing cuffs and a short bar, again you watched them have a silent conversation before Suguru kneeled next to you helping you lay on your back. “Just for now pretty girl.” He told you taking the leash off your collar.

Their pheromones had you feeling in heat almost watching them both kneel between your legs now, they parted your thighs draping them over their laps before hooking their fingers in your panties and pulling them off.

Your curiosity got the best of you as you stayed silent watching them attach the cuffs to your ankles first, the inside the same as your collar padded with soft fur. “Grab this bar,” Satoru said as he extended it in front of your eyes.

Instantly you wrapped your fingers around it, the conversation was hazy in your mind but it seemed that you loved to spill your secrets to them telling them your darkest fantasies, and after yet again another lengthy conversation they got your permission to do indulge you during the weeks that spanned from then to now.

They were glad you trusted them, it showed in the way you let them move your limbs to their liking until the bar that held your cuffed wrists was weaved between the bars of your bedframe and your legs straight up in the air.

Suguru held the bar and pushed your legs back until your thighs were almost pressed against your ears, the stretch rippled through your muscles adding to the pleasure, with your pussy on full display it gave Satoru the opportune moment to stroke the slick flesh.

He gathered your wetness that webbed between his fingers to rub your clit while his friend took the time to kiss your breasts and nipples. “You really are pretty all around,” Suguru muttered as he pulled away while looking down at his friend slowly sliding two fingers inside you with a squelch.

You curled your toes and rolled your eyes to the back of your head, along with the other secrets you whispered into their ear they knew it’s been almost two years since you’ve been with anyone else but your own hand.

It was the same with them, but they’ve hooked up here and there with each other and you told them time and time again when you three finally did something you didn’t want anything to hinder fully feeling them, it was a dangerous game playing with heat but you were willing to get burnt a bit for them.

Their tongues were like flames stroking the wild fire inside you, they were tearing apart at your seams getting to know the real you before stitching you back together, it was a sick perverse thing to do but over the weeks they were both certain you were their missing part.

Suguru bent at his waist and swirled your clit with the tip of his tongue before dripping more spit onto your cunt and Satoru’s fingers, you moaned and swirled your hips trying to fuck yourself on his digits. “More oh please more!”

Satoru pulled out leaving you aching and empty to remove his pants and boxers getting fully naked before taking the bar from his friend so he could do the same thing until all three of you were naked.

Sweat was like a second skin clinging to your flesh, heat gathered around your bodies filling the small room, they could smell your arousal that pooled between your lips creating a sticky mess that Suguru leaned down and licked clean.

His tongue went up and down making sure not to miss a single inch before going back to your clit and sucking on it which had your back arching off the mattress as you gripped the bar that held your wrists.

While Suguru was eating you like a man starved, Satoru took the time to grab a mini wand vibrator from the bag turning it on with a mad grin as he bent down to pepper your breasts in wet kisses just like Suguru did a few moments ago.

He swirled his tongue around your nipple before drawing it in his mouth using the wand to place it over your nipple on the lowest setting, you could feel it drawing pleasure from the deepest part of you. “Satoru - Suguru!" You whined wanting more than what they’re giving you.

“What is it, pretty girl?” Suguru asked sitting up now and taking the wand from Satoru to place it on your clit, his lips shone under the dim light from your slick and his own spit, he turned the vibrations up watching you wither on the bed.

It was hard to explain the feeling they gave you, between the intense pleasure that made you feel like you were floating and the way they cooed over you like you were their girl, and maybe part of you wished that you were.

Satoru slid his fingers inside your pussy again finding a slow pace while he grazed your g-spot, he was sure to massage it a few times before curling and scissoring his digits while Suguru circled the blunt end of the wand over your clit.

You tugged on the restraints pouting and pushing your lips out wanting one of them to kiss you, Suguru leaned over slotting his mouth against yours and pushing his tongue inside and swirling his with yours while pressing the wand a bit harder.

Pulses of pleasure thrummed through you with exhilaration, moaning into Suguru’s mouth which he ate before pulling away and looking down at you with a smile. “You’re doing so good for us, can you take more?”

“Yes, I can take whatever you give me.” You replied with a breathy tone, Satoru grinned and held the back of Suguru’s neck pulling him closer and kissing him deeply before pulling away to remove the bar from your bed frame.

Both of them put you in a new position with your head hanging off the bed which Suguru held up kissing you again as he kneeled next to the side of the bed watching Satoru grab the bar and push your legs back again.

“If it gets to be too much pretty girl tap one of us twice.” Suguru reminded you in between kisses as he laid your head down slowly and gently, his cock sprang in your face thick and leaky, you watched him not able to see Satoru anymore from this position.

You nodded and opened your mouth letting Suguru feed his dick into your mouth until he heard gagging, he pulled back a bit and began to rut his hips pumping in and out as you let him, your throat becoming his own personal fucktoy.

Satoru watched the scene entranced by the two of you. He almost forgot what he was doing in the moment, his eyes were blown with lust and desire for you and Suguru. While they knew what they were doing was slimy and gross as hell, lying and manipulating you into liking them, but they didn’t care if it meant having you.

He watched Suguru hold onto the bar pulling your legs back more making it easier for Satoru to hold his shaft and rub his head between your lips, the tip caught the hood of your cunt a few times, and your clit visibly throbbed from being so turned on and the teasing.

Satoru slowly thrust into you holding the bar until he bottomed out feeling you tighten and flutter around him, he looked down at where you two were connected seeing the sticky wet mess and your pussy lips wrapped around his cock so prettily as he patted the bed for the wand grabbing the end and turning it on.

Low vibrations filled the room along with your gargled moans, Suguru looked at your lips swollen and wrapped around the base of his cock with a groan, you hollowed your cheeks meeting his gaze with wet eyes and he swore he could see your pupils turn into hearts.

He glanced at his friend who was still staring at his cock slide in and out of you, it was a sight to see, the way you molded around his dick it was almost like you were meant for him, quickly overstimulation set in from them fucking you and Satoru’s fingers playing with your nipples.

The smell of sex hung heavy in the air permeating everything, you inhaled through your nose deeply before relaxing your throat letting Suguru fuck it harder, his free hand which didn’t hold the bar reached out to grab Satoru’s shoulder pulling him in for a sloppy kiss.

You watched their tongues tangle together while both of them fucked you, Satoru’s cock drove deep almost kissing your cervix making you squeal around Suguru’s dick before sucking harder, your tongue curled a bit around his head when he pulled out a bit to give you a break.

“Look at you doing such a good job taking us.” Suguru praised stroking your head with the back of his hand holding the bar in place making it easier for his friend to plant his fists on either side of you while rocking his hips and brushing your clit a few times.

The white-haired man smirked down at you as he tortured you with a slow pace and brought the wand back to your clit. “She really is, huh?” He asked ending the sentence with a broken moan making his friend chuckle while he jerked himself above your head.

Your spit made it easier to do so, the wet sound roared in your ears as he moved closer letting his cum shoot out on your chest and tits which Satoru cleaned up when his head dipped down to lap at the white essence before he pulled you back on the bed all the way.

“Holy fuck.” You muttered watching him while he stopped the movements of his hips as he licked you clean before propping himself up on his elbows and looking at you with a smirk licking his lips.

Suguru parted your lips watching you lean forward to kiss Satoru who spit the cum in your open and waiting mouth, his blue eyes were hazy as he took in the sight of you shiny with his best friend's load.

Before you could say or do anything else Satoru slowly pulled out, you whined at the loss of him then they both worked to remove the bar and cuffs massaging the skin that was surrounded by the fuzz. “You really did so well, but we’re not done yet, pretty girl,” Suguru told you with a smile.

He kissed your open palm staring at you while Satoru worked his fingers around your ankles, then again they both flipped you on your hands and knees with Suguru under you and your legs tucked under you and on either side of him.

He helped you hover above his cock before slowly pushing inside you bottoming out, the stretch was enough to have you clawing at his abs while Satoru pushed you down until your ass was high in the air making it easy to give your left cheek a small swat.

You yelped and jerked forward wrapping your arms around Suguru who held you close to him, your pussy felt so warm and tight he feared he’d cum way too quick for his liking. “Just stay still for us, okay? We should’ve told you to put in a cute little butt plug in before coming over.”

Satoru chuckled and spread your ass cheeks looking where you and his friend were connected with a grin. “I don’t know why we didn’t but I have a little something for you kitten.” He murmured.

You couldn’t see what he was doing but you could hear it, he was looking through the contents of the items on your bed grabbing the lube and plug he washed beforehand. “We know how much you love it, and we’re going to teach you how to take two in one.” Suguru teased nipping at your neck.

The cool gel was applied to your hole as Satoru slowly worked the plug inside your ass watching you open up like a flower, you really were made for them he thought before he slowly slid his finger down to your pussy tracing your lips before pushing it inside alongside Suguru’s cock.

You gasped and threw your head back pushing back against him and letting out a broken moan, they both helped you bounce up and down before Suguru had you sitting up straight to latch onto your nipple while Satoru added another finger.

They both worked in unison stretching you out, Suguru moaned around your tit as he laved it in wet kisses as Satoru kissed and nipped at your shoulders, his free hand pinching your other nipple. “You sure you can take us?” He whispered in your ear.

You nodded letting Suguru wrap his arms around your waist pulling you back down on top of him making it easy for his friend to guide his lubed-up cock against your stretched-out cunt, Satoru slowly slid himself inside you with a low groan in his throat.

All three of you stayed still getting used to the feeling you found Suguru’s mouth in a hot kiss before glancing back at Satoru who already knew what you wanted as he leaned in and kissed you then Suguru.

Then all of you were engaged in a messy kiss, you weren’t sure whose tongue was whose as hazy bliss swam heavy through you, it was hard to keep yourself upright from Satoru and Suguru fucking you dumb like they had planned.

You squeezed your pussy in quick successions grinding your hips down as they gained speed, while Suguru pulled out Satoru thrust back in creating the perfect rhythm thrumming the orgasm that sat in your belly like a guitar string.

With the butt plug it was becoming too much, your cunt spasmed around their cocks throwing your head back howling almost from the climax. “Oh, my God!” You cried out.

“There you go, keep coming for us pretty girl, you’re doing such a good job.” Suguru praised kissing behind your ear filling you up with his own orgasm feeling Satoru pull out while he slowly removed the butt plug taking its place.

Your mouth dropped open in a silent moan curling your fingers into Suguru’s hair grinding your hips again humping them both riding out your high. “You sound and look so pretty when you cum for us, no other men will ever bring you this much pleasure,” Satoru whispered in your ear.

And he was right, there was no way you could ever be with another man and not think about this with them, the pleasure they single handily gave you was more than you’d ever thought you’d experience in this lifetime.

It wasn’t like they saw you as some sort of toy to keep or trophy to show off even though they planned to do that later, it was the obsession that quickly took hold of them worming into their hearts like ivy on a building

You collapsed on top of Suguru feeling Satoru do the same to you, his chest pressed against your back, all three of you panting and breathing heavily coming down from your highs. Suguru rubbed your shoulders kissing your cheek gently helping you down from the high.

Your brain felt foggy with the orgasms you weren’t left to wonder how they even knew where you lived.

[simp4sugu]

❝ DOUBLE PENETRATED ❞ - Choso Kamo, Suguru Geto

— YOUR OLD HIGH-SCHOOL CLASSMATES DO YOUR NIPPLE PIERCINGS.

₊˚༊*·˚ warnings. nsfw(18+), piercer! choso/suguru, threesome, throat-fucking, resolved sexual tension, choso has a tongue piercing, suguru lip piercing, oral sex, orgasm denial, spitting, face slapping, dp (v/anal), creampies, cum eating, taking polaroids while fucking, filth, MENTIONS OF PIERCING PROCEDURES!

₊˚༊*·˚ notes. I fear that I may have gone crazy with the fucking. choso turned out to be the one with the tongue piercing, but dw.. sug has a lip piercing. cause I wanted to focus on suguru more, after some of you loved my previous piece about him! this is a repost, I experienced a few formatting issues. ty for 900! <3 s/o to my dear rya for coming up with this amazing title 😭

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Finally, it had come after all; the day you were to get your nipples pierced. Standing in front of the studio, you take a deep breath— half of you wanting to back out, but the other just screaming 'fuck it.'

As soon as you enter, a chime goes off above your head, the man behind the counter hauling his eyelids up to see who it was.

He seems familiar, you thought. Long, raven colored hair; and those piercings... "..Suguru?"

His head cocks forward; like some meerkat, "Is that.. who I think it is?" Suguru hops off the stool, stepping away from the counter. Bringing you in for a big warm hug, he pulls away; taking a good look at you as he does. A silver glint catching your eye; it seems that he had gotten a lip piercing done, a metal ring hugging the flesh.

"Damn, you look good. I haven't seen you since what, high school grad'?" he warmly smiles, his forearm still resting on your back. Both you and Suguru had left high school on a good note; he had tend to hang out with the more, known people in school— although he was someone you could tolerate.

Flustered, you divert your gaze; Suguru walking back around before you could speak. "..Yeah, I never knew that you worked here," moving closer towards the countertop, you rested against your two hands, leaning slightly.

"Mhm, you probably remember Choso? He works here too. I mean, he owns this place." Suguru's eyes busy scanning the bookings, you blink frantically, trying to remember who 'Choso' was. Choso Kamo, perhaps? He adds on, "..You coming in for an appointment? For what?"

"..Choso? That's not really ringing a bell. And uh, I'm here to get my.. nips done..." your voice trails off slightly, embarrassed that your old high school classmate sees you after years; but here, in the middle of getting your tits pierced.

He smiles slightly, alarm bells ringing at those two exact words coming out of your mouth. "Ah.. Choso's gonna be heartbroken for sure if he finds out that you've completely forgotten him." He marks your name off the list of bookings, standing up straight. "Being that you were so quiet back in high school, I never expected you to get your tits done."

Warmth rushing through your body, you nervously let out a laugh, "..People change, I guess.." You purse your lips, mentally slapping yourself at how awkward the conversation has turned.

"Well said, how 'bout you come along with me. Choso's gonna be helping you out today." He steps out of the counter once again, gesturing you to follow behind him.

You both walk through some curtains leading to the back of the studio, Suguru bringing you into a room with dark interior; a leather piercing bed taking up space in the middle of the room.

Another man was sitting on a wheeled stool beside a counter, his back turned to you. Seems like he's busy sterilising some equipment..

"Cho," Suguru calls out, the man glances behind his shoulder, fully spinning the stool around in surprise. "Look who I've got with me!"

Choso's eyes widen, mouth gaped after having not see you for a few years. He looks, so different. Too different. His hair a bit longer, but he decided to keep it down. It was no longer tied up in two pigtails like back in high school; both him and Suguru have turned into.. Good looking men; real men..

"..Choso?" you quietly call out , a type of tension lingering throughout the air— a room with two guys and one girl about to get her tits pierced by her old high school classmates, ones that she last expected to see.

Suguru slouches onto the sofa in the corner, hands holding a polaroid camera. "Our old classmate here has come today to get her tits done," He sticks one eye into the viewfinder, snapping a quick photo of his surroundings. "Also- If you don't mind, we tend to take polaroids of our customers after the finished piercing. Your face won't be caught in it, don't worry."

"Uh yeah, that's fine." You flashed a smile, before placing your coat and bag on the armrest beside Suguru, behind you could hear Choso finally speaking.

"..If you wanna just take a seat right here, and make yourself comfortable." He pats on the leather bed beside him, Choso stealing a quick stare down your body, noticing what has changed about you over these past few years. Pretty face like always, a fatter ass.. and..

"..Kay," hestitant, you scoot yourself onto the bed, leaning your head against the soft cushion. You breathe deeply, nervous about the fact that they were literally about to see your tits. But hey, it's their job, right? ..Why is Suguru still here though?

Choso takes note of your anxious demeanor, adjusting the lamp above you. He goes and slips on a pair of black latex gloves, before spinning back around; stumbling with his choice of words. You dart your eyes to the Choso making an array of strange noises, until he finally knows what to say.

"I'm gonna need you to uh, take that off." He points a finger at your shirt, his hand withdrawing immediately. You quickly understood what he meant, sitting yourself up on the bed.

"Right, yeah.." Your hands like frost from feeling timid, they graze against your skin as you took off your shirt; you had chosen not to wear a bra today, as it felt like it made sense. Your nipples instantly go erect from the cold touch of your fingers.

...And a nice pair of tits. That's the last thing Choso was meant to say. He swallows some spit, offering to take your shirt to keep it safely to the side, Suguru looking at you with the corner of his eye, grinning.

You lay back on the bed, the cold leather causing you to shiver all over again. Choso wheels the stool closer to you, his hand holding an antibacterial wipe. "..Alright, I think we'll go with a straight barbell. It's one of the safest options." Nodding in response, he goes on with the procedure.

He gives the surface of your tits a quick wipe, making them jiggle slightly— Choso tries his best to not let his mind trail off somewhere else. He's pierced multiple before but, something about you just had him whipped.. Especially after not seeing you for ages.

He looks at you for a moment before leaning in, trying not to smile at you all nervous underneath him; feeling your body tense under his touch as he firmly grabs your tits to leave markings with the pen.

"..Just relax yourself for me," he says, lowly, your feet stopping their kicking down the end of the bed. You study his face closely as he focuses on leaving perfect marks over your nipples to indicate where the piercing will go, his hot breath slightly fanning over your skin. You could hear Suguru in the background humming to the music on the radio, tapping away on his phone, and the same polaroid resting on his lap.

Choso pulls away allowing you to take a look at where he had drawn the markings. It took him a lot of strength to keep himself from latching his mouth onto your breasts then and there. "Approved?" He clicks the cap of the marker back on, tossing it to the side.

"..Approved," You give him a small, affirming smile as he gets the other tools ready. A clamp in his one hand, and a needle in the other, he holds them out.

"It's gonna hurt like a bitch for a few seconds, but it will be over before you know it." Reassuring you, you could only nod once more; licking your dried lips as you had ran out of words to say.

You try not to shut your eyes as you feel the cold clamp clutch onto your nipple, thinking that it would be bad etiquette if you did. Instead, you turn your head to the side, seeing Suguru still relaxed on the couch. He grins, but before you know it; the stinging of the needle hits you, a mewl coming out of your mouth.

"Good girl, just breathe," he coos, "I'm almost done with the other one." You bite down on your lip, certain that you had left a bruise behind. What felt like more than minutes, the stinging comes to a halt; numbing taking its place. You could feel Choso lay his gloved hands on your bare stomach, letting you know he had finished. "All done, you took that like a champ."

Turning your head back to it's original position, your eyes travel down to your chest, seeing the metal barbels inserted into both nipples. You smile, Suguru coming close to the bed with the polaroid.

"Oh, they look good." Suguru puts out, "I'm jealous of whoever gets to see these." His lips curl into a smirk as his eye goes near the viewfinder. You disregard his comment, busy looking at your freshly pierced tits.

"You happy with them?" Choso asks, wiping away at some equipment.

"I love them, thanks, Choso." You say, itching to poke at them but both men attempt to grab your wrist, causing you to look up; your eyes alternating between the two.

"Don't be touching them all the time," Suguru says sternly, meanwhile Choso on the other hand says something completely different.

"If.. you know, someone wants to, latch onto them- don't allow it," Choso continues, his blood curdling at the thought of someone else taking his own work for their pleasure. "..It needs to fully heal."

Cautiously, you nod, retracting your hand to lay it down on your side. Suguru switches up the topic, excited with the camera in his hand. "Ready to take a few pics? I'd say smile, but you aren't in them anyway."

"Of course," you sit up on the bed, perking your tits out as Suguru focused the lens on them. Choso bunches your hair up in his fist, bringing the strands behind your back so that the camera could get a clearer view of your chest. His grip delicate, but your stomach churns at how his long, slender fingers scratch off your nape.

You blink at the bright flash going off, the film peeking out of the slit at the top. Suguru takes it, flopping it around in the air for the picture to come through. He sets it down on the table nearby, with an intention to take more.

"Could you move yourself a little bit to the left?" Suguru's eye still stuck in the viewfinder, he orders you around with a gesture; his only sight of you being through the lens.

"..Like this?" you respond, after scooting slightly to the side; your hair still in Choso's grip, which accidentally feels like a harsh tug as soon as you move away— immediately, he lets go.

Choso mutters quietly under his breath, "Ah..- sorry."

Suguru brings the camera away from his face, his free hand suddenly grabbing onto the side of your waist; positioning you like a delicate doll. Your breath hitches, taken aback by his sudden movements.

He puts the viewfinder up to his eye again, snapping another valuable photo of you. The film comes out of the slit again, Suguru carrying out the same routine he had done with the previous picture.

Exhausted, you lay back down on the bed; though Suguru sees this as a perfect opportunity for another pic. "Hmm... Just- stay like that, yeah?" He says, the bright flash filling your vision with white.

You giggle, feeling as if you were a model taking boudoir, fully naked. You arch your back against the leather playfully, your chest protruding and extremely close to the lens, Suguru smiling and continuing to take more photos.

Choso remains silent as he slips the gloves off, a painful strain forming against his pants as he watched you pose so lewdly in front of him, you weren't the same girl as the one he knew back in high school.

Multiple photos scatter the table; Suguru having to go and fetch more film from the drawers.

Both of you had moved to the sofa in the corner, multiple pictures of you kneeling, biting your finger with your tits perked out to the camera; all pieces of film had covered parts of the floor. You were having a bit too much fun.

Choso, his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek. Refusing to be provoked, he stands up from the stool; making his way over to the sofa to take a seat beside you.

Suguru praises you, picking up a few of the photos that had finished processing. He remains anchored between your legs, towering over your body that was kneeled on the sofa. "They came out great, don't you think?" He holds one closely for you to see, your head tilting to take a peek.

"That one looks good," you point, Suguru approvingly nodding in response; although Choso makes a sudden comment, one that caught you by surprise.

Toying with the ends of your hair, Choso twirls them around his finger. The slight touch from his fingertips sending chills down your spine. "..So, who's gonna be lucky enough to see them?" he says, calmly; his voice not showing one bit of repentance. He was certain with his choice of words.

Confused, you turn to him, suppressing a titter. "..No one, I just really wanted this for myself.." you say, Choso nodding slowly; feeling slight relief at your answer.

“Probably can’t wait to show them off, huh?” Choso’s words sharp, digging into you like daggers; “..Just walking around, tits poking through your shirt, so everyone could see..”

All of a sudden, he yanks your hair back, and you let out a wail; your eyes meeting with Suguru’s above you. Seeing him grinning at you all helpless from the top, his hand reaches down to rest on your face; thumb caressing your cheekbone.

Looking at Choso— your eye moving to the side, his expression blank; but clearly, he was enjoying every bit of this.

“..I’d say we put her in her place,” Suguru says, his voice growing low; observing how easily you succumb to their touch. You could feel Choso’s grip let loose in your hair, and instead, his lips find their way to your neck; a hum crawling from his throat.

You whimper, Choso leaving a trail of wet kisses down the soft skin of your neck, softly gasping as he managed to move you around, laying you down against the edge of the sofa.

“W-wait, Choso..” you whispered, his lips moving from your chest down to your stomach, being careful to not meddle with your freshly done nipples, his hands roaming all over the gummy flesh on your waist.

You watch as he goes down on you, until a sudden grab at your chin lures you away, “Up here baby,” he purrs, your eyes misty— Suguru’s lips lock onto yours, tongues intertwining with each other as he groans into the kiss. You manage to swipe at his metal lip ring in the midst of it; the kiss so filthy and disgusting, nothing but neediness controlling it.

Choso on the other end pulling at your pants, allowing you to shimmy them off; leaving you in your underwear. Cock harder than ever, he licks against the material, the metal orb on his tongue poking through— he had a tongue piercing? He just couldn't wait to have you. A wet stain remains on the cotton, as he nibbles at the fabric before tearing it apart fully.

You let out a breathy moan into the kiss with Suguru, the ball on Choso’s tongue prodding at your clit, he alternates between licking and sucking. Occasionally, he plants kisses on the inside of your thighs; excessively groaning as he takes in all of you.

His large hands wrap around the plump of your legs, bringing you closer to his face; his grunts tickling you each time he slurped, eating you out as if you were his last meal.

Everything going on felt sinful; two men playing with you at the same time, but oh—did you want more.

Suguru pulls away, the camera placed on the ground; a long string of saliva connecting you two. Hands trembling as he reaches down for the buckle on his belt, undoing it swiftly— not fully pulling his pants down but instead grabbing for his cock; letting it hang freely from his boxers.

Your eyes frantically blinking at the size, so girthy, and long; you grab onto and tug at Choso’s strands as you felt him fuck into you with the tip of his tongue, your mouth gaping— Suguru seeing this as an advantage to stuff your mouth full of his cock.

A guttural sound crawling out of his throat, the warmth that your mouth enclosed over his cock doing his head in. His hips move back and forth, head falling back as he dug his fingers into your scalp, bobbing your head up and down his length. “Fuck.. just like that,” he groans, looking down at you taking him whole. “Good girl, how about we train this throat of yours..”

Suguru pushes into your throat as deep as he can go, your eyes brimming with tears; the tip of your nose tickled by his pubes— “Just breathe baby, breathe..” He says so easily with a devilish grin, enjoying the pure panic on your face.

He stills in your throat for a few seconds before completely pulling your mouth off his cock— spit running down your chin, his entire length glistening with it.

You let out a cry, your head crashing back into the sofa as you feel Choso stick two digits into you, his tongue relentlessly gliding over your clit as he does so, enjoying every single one of your desperate mewls.

Suguru rewards you with a slap on your cheek, a stinging mark stays behind. Lightly tapping on the side of your face, he compels you to open your mouth; dropping an orb of spit into the hole. “Swallow it,” and you obey, sticking out your tongue to prove it. “So obedient..”

You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the second, before Choso hauls his head up from between your legs. Suguru’s hands clawed in your scalp; allowing him to move you around like a ragdoll— his strength making you stand up from the sofa.

Your head tilts to one side, Suguru leaning closely to your ear; “Go and give Cho' a ride, he’ll be upset if you leave him out.”

Trying to peer your eyes down to take a look at what Choso was up to, you see him struggling to undo the buttons on his pants, so eager to spend yet another minute with you.

As soon as he gets them off, he takes his thick cock in his grasp; giving it a small jerk, spitting into his hand before rubbing the slobber all over.

“..Go on, make him feel good,” Suguru whispers, pushing you closer towards Choso— you land in his lap, mind-fucked; you immediately grab his face, leaning in for yet another sloppy kiss, Choso melting into your touch.

His hands trying to position his tip at your entrance, he pulls away from the kiss for a moment; “Come on.. Sit on it,” his eyes look up into yours, almost as if he were begging.

You glance behind you, sinking down onto his cock without thinking twice. You clutch onto the fabric of his shirt, wrinkling it all together. Choso places a few kisses on your jaw, his eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of your tight walls closing in on him.

“Doing so good for me,” he whispers against your skin, “Start to move when you can, just be mindful of your piercings.”

You nod, furrowing your brows and lips parting, foreheads leaning against each other as you start to bounce up and down, his entire length filling you up and stretching your hole out, you endlessly chant his name like a prayer.

Choso’s cold hands running through your hair, trying moving loose strands away from your face. A snap goes off behind you, a familiar white flash blinding your sights— Suguru taking a photo of this pornographic moment, he takes the film and tosses it onto the ground before bringing his attention back to you.

A hand snakes onto your shoulder from behind, possibly Suguru. A pair of hands belonging to Choso resting on your hips as you moved up and down his cock, his head falling heavy into the sofa’s cushion in pure gratification.

The hand on your shoulder rushes to your mouth, covering it as you felt another cock enter your ass; a string of muffled moans trapped against the palm of Suguru’s hand.

Two cocks fucking into you at the same time, your eyes roll to the back of your head; feeling both tips in your guts, Suguru’s cock pounding into you harder than Choso’s.

You were just full of dick, and you loved it, Choso fighting the urge to hold onto your tits bouncing in his face; knowing it would be a bad idea to. He didn’t want to risk it, possibly infecting anything.

Your ass rippling against Suguru’s pelvis, you let out a long, laboured moan, your toes curling at the sensation. Suguru’s hand reaches under your chin, his voice almost mokcing you. The tips of his fingers tap against your jaw again, “You love being stuffed with our cocks, don’t you?”

You could only nod, your eyes closing as you indulged in the pleasure; mind completely blank— fear arousing in you from how feral Suguru has become; but it turns you on even more.

“Use your words, tell me you love it. Tell me.” Suguru firmly grips onto your face, moving it in all sorts of directions.

You hiccup, tears stained with hot tears. “I-I love your cocks so much, I.. I need more,” managing to choke out, he somewhat seems satisfied enough with your answer.

He peels away from you, and so does his cock, your asshole completely stretched out; your holes aching. You try to stamp your legs, squirming from all the different things coming at you .

Choso slides out of you too, his heavy cock slapping onto his abdomen. He didn't allow himself to cum. Nor did he let you. “You hear that Suguru? The slut said she wants more.” Fucked like a whore, you felt empty and lost without any cock inside of you.

Choso pushes you aside on the sofa, getting up and making his way towards the end— Suguru swapping positions with him; this time he aligned his tip with your hole, taking over as he fucked you from behind.

Suguru’s hand presses down on your back, forcing you into a more defined arch, his hips thrusting into you mercilessly, practically fucking you into the sofa. You cry into the cushions, pleading him to slow down; your hand reaching back. Suguru snapping a quick photo of his cock moving in and out of you— getting a perfect shot of you bent over in front of him.

The crisp sound of the film leaving the slit rings through your ears, before you could hear the photo falling onto the ground.

Choso guides your head back up, bringing you to eye level with his cock, forcing your mouth back down his length. He was on the verge of losing his mind too— did he want to keep you to himself forever, so he could fuck you every hour, day, week.

You were being stuffed both ends; gagging noises emitting from your throat as Choso fucked into your front like a flesh-light, Suguru on the other end drilling into you like a mad man. His leg props up onto the sofa for leverage, allowing himself to rut into you deeper than before.

You whimper all over Choso’s cock, buckets of spit spilling down his shaft, then to the ground as he used your mouth as he desired, your holes at both end not being shown any remorse.

A cacophony of moans and skin slapping echoes throughout the room, along with the faint melody coming from the radio.

“I-I’m gonna cum in this pussy,” Suguru whines, his nails digging into the skin on your hips, clutching onto the flesh trying to fucking you back onto his cock as he chased his orgasm.

A creamy ring forms at his shaft, his hands reaching down to your clit to lazily rub circles, urging you to cum as well. “Let it out baby, m-make a mess all over me.”

You grip onto the sofa’s arm rests, letting out a long groan over Choso’s cock again, your body spasming as your orgasms washed over you. Your legs shake and jitter, both feet kicking in overstimulation.

Choso pulls you by the hair off his cock, red tip slapping against your lips as he jerked himself off to his high, forcing his length back into your mouth— ropes of warm cum coated every inch of your throat.

He slides himself out for a second, the remaining spurts of his load decorating your face. “Pretty..” He breathes out, chest heaving. Choso leans in, nastily kissing you on the lips, getting a taste of his own cum off your tongue as he does.

The sight so lewd, both your saliva and remnants of his load trickling down your mouth. You try and swallow the rest, Choso smiling, so proud.

Suguru ends up bottoming into you, his hips rocking deeply in rhythm with each time his balls tighten; your brains fucked to the point that you could only think about cock.

He spills his own load into your womb, completely filling you up with his thick cum that was bound to leak out of you as soon as he pulls out; in fact, you were stuffed with cum on both ends.

Suguru strikes a spank on your ass, tenderly massaging the flesh afterwards, spreading your cheeks as he slowly slides out; cock heavily hanging as his eyes watched his cum drip out of your stretched hole.

He reaches for the camera, taking one last snapshot of your fucked up holes as a sentimental memory, grabbing the film and tossing the camera to the side.

Suguru bends down towards your pussy, licking up a bit of his cum out of you before mixing it with some saliva, spitting the ball back into your pussy, rubbing it everywhere with the help of his fingers.

Choso walks around, slouching back into the sofa; Suguru gently seating you down beside him, being mindful of your trembling legs.

All three of you remain seated, focused on trying to calm you down; the studio was littered with film everywhere, the room stinking of pure, filthy sex— bodies warm, sticky, and covered with sweat. Everyone trying to recollect themselves; faces blushed with red.

You could feel Choso’s hands run through your hair, remembering how hard they were both tugging on your scalp earlier. Suguru also rubbing your thigh up and down, soothing your nerves. Your body ached, completely fucked out of your skin.

“..I think we should have you in for a weekly dick appointment instead.”

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ⤳ © luvwestwood ‘24. all works are owned by me, and originally come from my own head. please do not re-post on a third party platform without my permission!

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ⤳ as always, thank you for the love on each and every one of my posts. 🎀🩷

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please write nerd geto ! i’m sure you’ll write something amazinggg

Of course doll! Sorry this took a while I was sick most of December and January whooped my ass with classes starting again but I love love the idea of Nerd!Geto especially a Nerd!Geto with glasses so had to write a whole fic. Hope you like it :3 ♡

Lessons in Anatomy

“Shall I give you a lesson, Y/N? Do you want me to teach you how to squirt?”

summary: thanks to some bad choices and party girl ways you're on academic probation and can't afford to fail another test. fortunately your longtime friend nerd!geto is there to give you lessons in both economics and anatomy.

cw: college AU. fingering, squirting, dirty talk, edging, mentions of satosugu, rich party kid shit, incestuous friendships, mentions of reader x other jjk men, mentions of casual sex/hookups, mentions of drinking/drug use, reader is a dumb (and I mean dumb) bimbo, a little bit of a brat too, slight coercion, slight dubcon, virgin!suguru, soft dom!sugu, sex ed!sugu, roleplay as sugu is pre med major, some minor fluff, pet names: slut, bunny etc. a bit of a crack fic too haha. slightly black fem coded, no descriptors. a/n: LOL how this became an 8.2k fic about squirting idk chile... but special shout out to @littlemochabunni who talked me off a ledge when I was being emo and I wanted to scrap the entire thing and start over. w/c: 8.2k

“I can’t believe I’m here and missing the biggest party of the year!”

You groaned as you scrolled through your stories to see all the pics and vids of your friends living their best drunken lives and happily binge drinking on frat row to celebrate your school’s football league championship win.

Toru just did unassisted keg stand pushups and you missed it! 

You, on the other hand, were stuck studying with Suguru in his dorm room. 

100% sober and being forced to learn 5 weeks of econ, that you never took a single note for, in one weekend. 

Well not forced exactly. 

You and Satoru had practically begged Suguru to help you study this weekend. If you failed this class you would flunk out as you were already on academic probation.

“Well I for one can’t believe you’re dumb enough to attempt to cheat off Toji and Sukuna of all people.” 

Suguru quipped back while pushing up his glasses. He snatched your phone away from you and placed it on the other side of his desk, away from you.

Not that he took offense to the remark, but he too had better things to do on a Friday night than tutoring you. Keggers definitely weren't his scene though and Suguru wouldn’t be caught dead at a party celebrating with those frat monkeys. Even if said monkeys included his childhood friends. 

However, as a pre-med student he’d much rather stay in to write his essay for the clinical research internship he was trying to get. 

“Hey! I didn’t cheat off them for the record! Toji and Sukuna said they had the hookup for the answers!”

You pouted grumbling as you tried to reach for your phone on the other side of the table only for Suguru to take it again. This time he slid it into his pockets, keeping it away from you for good.

“Urgh, it’s not my fault they got the test for ECON 230A and 230B mixed up. I didn’t even know there was a second section!”

Suguru had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at you again. The pilfered test definitely had ‘ECON 230B’ printed in big bold letters at the top. 

You all were idiots. 

Unfortunately for you, you were just a cheerleader idiot. 

The other idiots, Toji and Sukuna, dubbed the ‘The Boom Bros’, were the reason your team even won the championships in the first place. The best defensive backs your college or any college in your division have seen, ever. Not letting an opposing team score more than 10 points the entire season, there was no way in hell they were going down for that right before the championships.

That left you as the scapegoat, which was something Suguru noted that you happily took the fall for.  Although there is a very good possibility of you being a soon-to-be college dropout, your social clout was skyrocketing. 

Word spread among the popular social circles fast on how you ‘saved the big game’. 

Suguru couldn’t care less about football, though he was getting annoyed at all the texts, DMs and messages you received asking where you were. They were making you completely lose the little focus you were capable of, which is what made him confiscate your phone in the first place. 

Sighing, Suguru was pretty sure you would be competent enough to pass if you just applied yourself more to anything other than drinking and parties.

“Y/N, just try to focus on studying, please.”

You pouted, turning back to the textbook in front of you.

How did Suguru’s nerdy ass enjoy studying so much?

Studying, especially anything to do with math, gives you an ick. In fact, you were sure the only reason you graduated from high school and even got into this university was because you played 7-minutes-in-heaven with Choso at the start of senior year. 

It had been a secret double dare from Gojo but you sucked the soul out of that boy in Gojo’s closet that night. From then on, Choso pretty much did anything you wanted that year, including all your homework. Hell, he even wrote your college admissions essays and in turn you gave him some sloppy toppy here and there.

Choso was always eager to feel your soft lips on his cock, so you’re sure he could have thought of a better way for you to cheat so you didn't have to study at all and could be out partying right now. It’s just your bad luck that he was studying abroad this semester with his little brother Yuuji.

Although, even if you did flunk out you weren’t that worried. Worst case scenario if you couldn’t find a career or a husband you could always be one of Gojo’s three mistresses he said he would keep once he was older, married and had taken over his family’s company. 

He had pinky-pie-promised he would take care of you if you needed it and as one of your best friends you knew he was good for that promise. Even if he did make it while you both were partying, tripping balls off acid so hard that Satoru convinced himself your cunt could produce cotton candy. He chewed on your pussy for 2 hours straight one wild night on your group’s graduation trip where he then asked if you would be his future mistress.

But that didn’t necessarily mean you wanted that life for yourself. You liked your independence and Satoru would be alot to deal with, even with 2 other mistresses and a wife. 

Therefore, unless you wanted to resign yourself to that fate, you were stuck with Suguru as your tutor.

It’s not like you didn’t get along with Suguru, he’d been one of your closest friends since you were young along with Satoru. But as you got older your interests kind of drifted apart and you saw him less and less, especially as you got to college. 

You wanted to party and Suguru prioritized studying.

You had missed him. You wanted to have fun with him again.

And this was definitely not fun. 

Reading the same paragraph for the fifth time and retaining shit all of whatever the passage had said about ‘demand curve fluctuations’, you were ready to climb up the walls. 

You began to fidget, still in your cheer uniform from the game earlier. The material of your skirt rode up to your upper thighs when you splayed your knees out and leaned forward to lay your head on the desk face down with an exasperated yawn. 

Suguru shared in your exasperation but directed his towards you with another sigh, looking you over. His weariness at you from your inability to study causes his eyes to linger on your form longer than they should. 

Resting against his desk, your back had molded into a nice natural little arch as your tits pushed forward . Adjusting his glasses Suguru found it difficult to pull his eyes away once they landed on your thighs. Practically leering, Suguru is transfixed by the way the fabric bunched at your hips digs into your soft skin. 

He curses your university’s school colors as the next thing that caught his eye was the bright yellow cheer panties you wore that were tight enough to show the full shape of your cunt. Your panties are so skinforming that they don’t fail to give you camel toe. The indent of the slit between your fat pussy lips is on full display.

You’ve always been attractive, Suguru muses as he feels his pants slightly tighten. But it’s no mystery why you were such a slut now if these were the positions you found yourself in when alone with guys.

“Seeing something you like, Sugu baby?”

Suguru snaps his head up at your teasing to see you looking straight at him, your head still resting on his desk but has since turned to face him. The wink along with the lazy yet knowing smile forming on your cherry stained lips lets him know you know he was staring at your cunt. 

Caught red handed, Suguru rolls his eyes and scoffs as he returns back to the textbooks in front of him while you laugh. Dismissing your question entirely he changes the subject back to studying but can’t resist throwing in a little dig to take the heat off himself. 

“Y/N, can’t you just focus? You’ve barely made any progress… Or is it that you want to flunk out and be reduced to Toru’s mistress or something?”

Fuck, you forgot Suguru knew about that too. (Duh, of course he did. He was the sober one who found you both, taking care of you once your come downs had hit).

Not letting him get away with that shade, the brat in you clapped back as you returned his sarcasm back at him.

“Okay, well high school was one thing but do you want to go through college without getting any play too? Or are you satisfied just from peeking up a skirt?”

Annoyance flashes in Suguru’s eyes. He thought you had some audacity seeing as you were the one who was casually flaunting your pussy for him in the first place. Nevertheless, you continued, using Suguru as a punching bag for your current academic frustrations.

“Your pocket pussy and getting head from Toru behind the bleachers at prom doesn’t count by the way!”

Suguru pinched the bridge of his nose as his tolerance of the situation had officially bubbled over. He was tired of everyone thinking he was missing out on something just because he didn’t want to kill off brain cells partying every weekend or play STD Roulette with casual hookups. 

You bringing up prom was a low blow. It was the first time he’d ever had a drink and Toru had practically begged him. Satoru wanted to know if his head was just as good for guys as it was for girls (spoiler alert: it was).

Also, what you thought just because you fucked around alot it was actually any good?

“Yeah and getting railed by a bunch of banana brained monkey jocks, that counts Y/N? They wouldn’t know what to do with your clit even if it was an actual football.”

Suguru retorted and he watched as your eyes widened with shock then seethed with anger as you finally sat upright in the seat. 

Ding Ding! He had hit a nerve. 

“Oh and you would know what to do, cherry boy?”

Suguru knows he probably shouldn’t push it further. But like Satoru, you always knew what buttons to push to get under his skin. Suguru can’t help but to want to get under your skin as well, especially since he was never one of the ones getting under your clothes. 

“Well I can actually spell clitoris, so that already puts me at an advantage over those ball chasing monkeys. Have you ever even had a real orgasm before, Y/N?”

You started to speak but Suguru cut you off before you could.

“—and I mean one that didn’t come from tripping with Satoru or a toy? I bet you’ve never even squirted before.”

Damn. 

You resisted the urge to chew on your lip, not wanting him to know just how right he was but your immediate silence was telling. Racking your brain, you tried to find a way to get your lick back but found yourself at a loss. 

It was mostly true to be honest. 

A hot and heavy make-out session at a party would typically lead to mostly underwhelming sex and you would have to return to your dorm or wait for them to leave to finish yourself off with your rose or dildo��� or both. 

Okay and sure, maybe the one and only time you did really have an intense body orgasm was the time you dropped acid with Satoru but… fuck –Wait…squirting?! Wasn’t that just pee? Gross! 

Satisfied with your small ammunition, after a pause you bit back again.

“Alright, so frat boys aren’t sex gods, tell me something I don’t know. It’s still sex Suguru—” 

You flipped your hair and crossed your legs arrogantly as you continued.

“— sex that you aren’t having, which, duh, is obvious if you think squirting is an actual thing. Because Eww nasty, I’m so not into piss-play, Sugu!”

You waited for his reply, assuring your win but Suguru just blinked at you, dumbfounded. 

The thought of you having won shatters when Suguru erupts into a fit of laughter. Hitting the table for emphasis Suguru was near howling as the glasses fell off his face and he had to clutch his sides for support, keeling over in his chair. 

Suguru couldn’t actually believe that you believed squirting was the same as urinating! 

On second thought, knowing you, this kind of checked out…

Watching Suguru in a fit of hysterics had your face burning with embarrassment as waves of self-consciousness came over you. 

To be honest, you weren’t even sure why you were feeling insecure as this was supposed to be your victory!  This was not the reaction you expected from him at all to say the least!

Just what made this so funny!? Because you didn’t want to piss yourself during sex?! 

“Sugu…”

“Sugu…”

“Hey, Suguru!!!”

Frustrated with him ignoring you and still laughing after failing to get his attention, you jumped up from your seat and marched directly in front of Suguru. Angrily you yanked his head up by his man bun. 

You were so ready to tell Suguru to go to hell for laughing at you. Even if you weren’t too sure exactly what he was laughing at you for, he was still being a jerk right now. 

However the words caught in your throat as soon as you saw his face.

Suguru’s wide grin easily illuminated the dimly lit dorm room. Tears gathered in the crinkle around his eyes and pulled into an expression of such warmth that you were reminded of all the fun times you had together goofing off over the years. You nearly forgot what it was like to see him laugh like this.

So nostalgic you almost forgot he was still laughing at your expense — almost.

“Don’t be an asshole Sugu…” 

Your voice was low, lacking any real bite as all your fire fizzled and was replaced by a pout.

Defeated, you let go of your stiff grip on his silky bun causing it to unravel and frame his face with thick black strands that flowed down past his shoulders. Although it wasn’t the first time you had seen Suguru with his hair down and no glasses, you couldn’t help but stare at him now. 

He had grown much more into his features since high school. 

College Suguru had sharper eyes, a slimmer face with a strong jawline and hair that flowed down to his chest. Not to mention his lanky boyish frame had filled out. The muscles underneath were prominent now even if he was wearing a baggy band tee and sweats. Suguru didn’t go to parties but from the looks of him he certainly didn’t miss going to the gym. 

He didn’t look much like the nerd you knew him to be right now at all.

Granted, you were still a bit salty with Suguru but didn’t want to fight with him anymore. Especially given the way his dark eyes sparkled as he gazed up at you, your heart nearly skipping a beat as if you were really only noticing him now for the first time. 

Sniffling, a cocktail of emotions swirls in you. Moisture pricks in the corners of your eyes despite yourself.

Suguru, who was also staring at you, took notice right away.

“Hey Bunny, I’m sorry...” 

You relaxed a bit hearing the old nickname he and Satoru gave to you back in middle school, you couldn’t remember the last time he called you that. 

Grabbing your hand in his much larger one, Suguru gave your palm a gentle rub with his thumb. His hand was surprisingly soft. 

Despite his sweet gesture, your brow twitched slightly at Suguru’s soft chuckles, still continuing albeit less frequently, at your expense.

“It’s just that… I dunno, I guess I would have expected you to have experienced it at least once before Y/N, it’s definitely not pee.” 

You huffed. You still weren’t convinced it wasn’t pee but now you were more curious than anything.

“And how do you know that Suguru? You’ve made a girl squirt before?” 

There was no sarcasm in your tone this time, just doubt since he would have told Toru and Toru definitely would have told you if Suguru was getting play from someone. 

Suguru to his credit wasn't discouraged though. 

If anything, he seemed to gain confidence on the matter now that you weren’t fighting him, rather looking to him for knowledge, for the first time tonight.

“Well, no, but I did get a 4.0 out of Anatomy last semester and unlike you I actually paid attention in Sex Ed. Also, just because I’m a virgin, doesn’t mean I’m completely clueless. There is a little thing called the internet, Y/N.”

You mouthed an ‘O’— a bit ashamed that you actually thought because he was a virgin who didn’t party he was merely just sitting around clueless to everything about sex.

But what could just reading textbooks and the internet teach him over actual experience? 

Then again, Suguru was practically a genius, if he was saying something was possible you could be sure it was. Still you couldn’t stop your mind racing as you considered his previous words.

You were the one with all the experience so you should have experienced it before, right? 

Maybe the guys you hooked up with weren’t the problem then? Maybe you were. 

“What if– w-what if I’m the problem Suguru? What if I just can’t?”

Tugging you closer, his fingers now interlacing with yours, Suguru’s other hand settled on your hip giving you a warm squeeze. You were so close to him now that his chin almost rested on your belly and Suguru was craning his head up to you with a small sly grin still on his face.

“It’s not a matter of can or can’t Bunny, you just don’t know how. Shall I give you a lesson, Y/N?” 

“Do you want me to teach you how to squirt?”

You felt a bit lightheaded as you considered the words that just came out of Suguru’s mouth. You weren’t shy at all when it came to matters of sex and you had the reputation to prove it. Yet your stomach still did a little flip at Suguru propositioning you. 

Sure you were a bit of a slut and had at least made out with almost every guy in your group of friends, but not Suguru. Not for lack of attraction though, you had teased Suguru in the past but he had always been the responsible one, like an older brother or protector. 

Besides, Satoru was always so needy for his attention. There weren’t often times you were with Suguru alone and he never seemed all too interested in sex either, at least when directly compared to a horn dog like Satoru. 

You didn’t actually know if he was serious though so you decided to make light of it, giggling.

“If you wanted me to pop your cherry Sugu, all ya had to do was ask.”

Suguru smiled back at you, he shook his head chuckling. 

“I’ll only need to use my fingers, Y/N. Besides, this is about you. What I really want is for you to not flunk out, I would miss you, ya know?” 

You try to keep a poker face but you couldn’t help feeling giddy at the fact you were extremely happy to hear Suguru would miss you. You had already missed him and combined with the inkling of new feelings stirring in your chest from seeing your old friend in a new light you feel adrenaline begin to pump through you as you brim with nervous energy. 

“Let’s think of this as a study break from Economics. You had to miss the party but we can still have some fun. You might even learn something for once, eh?”

His hand left your hip in order to push the books and papers on his desk aside and patted the wooden surface. The hand still intertwined with yours guided you over.

“Hop on up, Bunny. It’s time for your anatomy lesson.”

You look at the desk and pause as if you are unsure, biting your lip. 

Thoughts of finally hooking up with Suguru excited and the fact you were nervous whether you would disappoint him if you couldn’t actually squirt flood your mind at once. However when you meet Suguru’s eyes and feel gentle reassuring pressure on your hand your body is already moving towards the desk, making the decision for you.

Your heart is already thudding in your eardrums by the time you settle on top of Suguru’s study desk. Suguru immediately shifts into instructor mode, picking his glasses up off the floor and adjusting them back on his face. 

He directs you to lean back and relax and soon your shoulders are against the wall behind the desk as you are propped up on your elbows. 

You yelp as Suguru startles you by grabbing your hips with a firm squeeze and scooches you flush to his pelvis. Feet propped up to the edge as well all you needed were the stirrups and you could have been at the gyno's office, giggling now at the thought.

“Sugu, you can’t be serious. I feel like you’re about to give me a pap, not an orgasm.”

Suguru’s mouth twitches up into a smirk.

“There’s a reason they have you lie in this position, makes for easier access. If you’re going to squirt I’m going to need to find that slutty lil’ gland of yours and I don’t mean your clit, Bunny.” 

You huffed but you were otherwise agreeable. 

You couldn’t deny you were a slut especially not now with your legs spread open wide exposing your bright yellow cheer-panty clad cunt to Suguru. Laid out like this, the thin layer of spandex is stretched to its absolute limits causing your chubby pussy lips to poke out of the sides. This does not go unnoticed by Suguru who hadn’t taken his eyes off your lower half since you initially spread your legs. 

His Adam's apple bobbed heavily as he swallowed and breathed deeply at the sight of you.

Suguru can barely believe he’s really about to do this. 

If anything he is overconfident in his abilities, despite his lack of actual on-the-job experience so to speak. From all his studying as a pre-med student, books, health articles and yes even porn, Suguru could say he had an in-depth understanding of human anatomy and bodily functions. 

But that didn’t mean he didn’t need to calm himself enough to stop his balmy palms from sweating further at the reality of finally being allowed to actually touch you.

“I’ll be in your care then, Doctor Geto.”

You make a lighthearted joke with a nervous laugh to ease your own anticipation. However the joke has the opposite effect for Suguru and he snaps his head up as if you had activated something in him. 

Suguru’s fiery expression sends shivers down your back. Although as quickly as it appeared it was gone again, replaced by his trademark comforting grin. Even so your fingers pressed a bit deeper into the wood beneath you, steadying your frazzling nerves.

“Well aren’t you a lucky one then, being my first patient ever. You’ll be a good little pussy and listen to me, won't you?”

Suguru is looking down again, speaking directly to your cunt who is tingling in response to his voice. It’s fucking lewd. But then again so is the studious scrutiny of Suguru’s eyes so single-mindedly transfixed to your cunt you wonder if his leer alone could dissolve the cheer panties right off of you. 

You let go of the breath you didn’t realize you were holding once Suguru finally starts touching you. 

But not your pussy just yet. 

His long thick fingers are surprisingly cool on your skin as they press into your warmth, ghosting just above your knee on both sides. 

Gentle strokes travel down along your inner thighs and up again to lightly tickle the backs of your legs. You tense and squirm beneath him when your eyes meet Suguru’s own.

“Sugu–”

“Patience, Bunny. It’s no wonder you never cum if you’re so used to diving right in. You need to relax first. This won’t happen if you aren’t relaxed, can you try to do that for me?”

You nodded back at him, yet the goosebumps left in the wake of Suguru’s soft caresses had you trembling. So used to rushed thrusts and hurried grasps, you don’t know how to just take it in the moment. 

You had never been touched this delicately before.

Already oversensitive, if anything you felt like the one who was the virgin in this situation.

If Suguru notices, he says nothing. His touches are progressively firmer, the light pets morphing into soft squeezes and circular strokes of the hand once he traverses closer to your core.

“You know Bunny, the inner thigh area is an erogenous zone? Can you say that, Y/N? Ero-gen-ous?

Suguru pronounces the word out for you as his heavy muscular hands make their way to the crease of your inner thighs, his hands once more perilously close to your pussy as he pauses looking up at you again expectantly.

“Say it, Y/N.”

Your cunt clenches at his command and it leaves you stuttering. Heat blossoms across your cheeks from how needy you sound choking out the word. 

“Er-Ero-gennn-ous.”

Suguru rewards you by moving his hands again but to your dismay they pass your core to dig into your hips, his thumbs swirling over your hip bones. He leans his body in closer to you and you break eye contact to turn your head away lest you really start falling apart in his hands.

“Good girl. Ya know, you’re quite bright with the right motivation, Bunny.”

Puffs of moist heat glide over the tip of your ear as his lips are only millimeters away from your skin. His words stimulate a deep in your gut reaching all the way down to your toes, trying to resist how much he’s affecting you. 

Suguru chuckles at your bashfulness.

“Are you always this shy, Bunny? Or does that honor just belong to me?”

You whimpered. You aren’t sure how you got here. 

How was Suguru, a nerdy virgin, making you come undone like this? You didn’t know where the darkness that crept up on the edges of his eyes was coming from either, yet you squirm in anticipation despite yourself. 

You loved it. 

Always a know-it-all, so you would hate to admit it outloud, but Suguru was already making you feel more excitement than any frat boy you had been with. Lack of hands-on experience be damned. You’re losing it as his lips sensually flutter against your collarbone. 

“Y-you s-said only fingers, S-Sugu!”

Your voice lacks any real reprimand as you are arching up into his touches and quivering for more. Suguru obliges as he alternates between delicate nips and open mouth kisses sinfully marking you. Groaning into the crook of your neck Suguru savors the lingering taste of your perfume and the natural saltiness of your skin. 

Returning his attention back to your ear Suguru’s breath trails over your skin until your lobe is once again trapped between his moist lips. He lightly tugs it between his teeth before giving it a sharp bite.

“AHH!”

The sting sends a jolt of electricity shooting straight into your cunt and a strangled noise escapes your lips. Your knees are starting to buckle but Suguru’s quick reflexes stopped your legs from clamping together all the way, bracing you. 

Taking your hands and leading them to the backs of your thighs, Suguru is making you steady yourself back into a spread position for him and gives you strict instructions not to move.

“Good girl… This should be more than obvious now Bunny, but there are erogenous zones all over your body that connect to the pleasure nerve endings here.”

Suguru’s voice is silky as his index finger tows long strokes over the slit of your clothed cunt and applies pressure on your clit for emphasis. Whines fumble out of you when Suguru switches from steady swipes to idle flicks with pads of his fingers and your legs twitch again once more.

“It's important to simulate multiple areas simultaneously and I only have two hands, don’t I? You don’t mind Y/N do you?”

You still can’t bear to look Suguru in the eyes, much less respond vocally so you just shake your head. 

“Feeling good, Bunny? Which do you like better, the strokes or the flicks?”

Your eyes squeeze shut from Suguru demonstrating both over your covered cunt. You try not to tear up but the amount of autonomy you had in this situation was new to you. Embarrassed and vulnerable you’re realizing that in spite of all your sexual experiences you still don’t feel comfortable expressing your needs.

“Hey, Y/N–”

Suguru clutches your face in his massive grip, squishing both your cheeks with a single hand and forcing your glassy eyes back on him. It was hard to focus on what he was saying anyway while you cooed from the feather-like circles he had been drawing on your clit.

“–you have to talk to me. This and sex in general, is just another form of communication. It won't work well and you definitely won’t squirt unless you can express to your partner what feels good and what doesn’t.”  

You are sure he can feel the heat gathering in your cheeks radiating off your skin.

“Stop t-teasing S-Sugu… I-I know you can tell it’s good.”

Suguru eases his hold on you, his smirk deepening at your complaint.

“Oh I can, tell Bunny. Believe me. Your pussy, she’s so sensitive no matter how much you try to hide it from me. But I still need to hear it from your mouth regardless.”

The hand playing with your cunt splays out and Suguru fully cups you in his hands. The pulsing of your clit vibrates against his palm even through your panties.

“If you’re going to be a slut Bunny, at least be a vocal one. Be a slut for your own pleasure...this fat n’pretty cunt of yours deserves it.” 

Suguru’s mouth is mere millimeters above yours, floating suspended both your lips are parted as you’re sharing the same air. The dizzying effect of breathing him in only intensifies with his words.

“Or perhaps you just get off on the idea of being free use?”

Suguru chuckles but doesn’t make you answer that question in favor of pulling back from you to inspect the large wet spot you soaked through your cheer panties from all of his taunting.

Pleased he gives your clothed pussy a smack, the moisture underneath the flimsy fabric evident in the soft squelchy sound that fills the room.

Smack, another moist sound echoes from your cunt.

“Oh, looks like she’s ready. This mouth down here is so much more talkative, Bunny.”

Hooking his fingers in the fabric Suguru peels your soaked cheer panties to the side, whistling at the thick strings of your essence that lingered between your cunt and your panties.

“So fucking wet, the prettiest most obedient lil’ pussy, aren’t you?”

A fleeting thought of sassing Suguru since yours is the first real pussy he has actually even seen up close dissipates as soon as your entrance flutters against his two thick fingers that rub over your uncovered opening. 

Involuntary bucking your hips, the burning urge to feel him inside you is all you care about now, pride be damned. 

You want him.

“Sugu–”

“–Shhh!”

Suguru cuts your pleas short.

“Don’t interrupt Doctor Geto when he’s speaking with his favorite patient, Bunny… Your nasty lil’ cunt is really begging for her treatment, isn’t she?”

You pout at him, quieting down while Suguru rewards your submission by slipping into your folds once more, entering fully past your entrance and into your gummy walls. It’s only a single digit inside you but your pussy is hungrily sucking him in deeper, trying to devour his middle finger whole. 

Suguru murmurs intelligible obscenities from how warm and tight you are. He needs to find that spot. 

Your hands struggle to keep your legs from quaking when you feel his finger, longer, thicker and far more pointed than your own, bottom out before languidly dragging delicious pressure back through you, exploring your walls in search of–

“Found her.”

Your ass jerks up and nearly off the desk entirely when his finger roughly prods into the firm spongy spot within your cunt you didn’t even know existed until now. 

“FAH-FAH-FUHHCKKKKKKKKK–”

Your voice cracks and your vision blurs with tears that finally are cascading down your face smudging your mascara. Your reaction has you missing the wide-eyed look of amazement Suguru gives you utterly entranced by the way your entire body quivered from just a solid tap to the gland. 

Suguru had expected an intense reaction. He’d seen and read about how temporary control of muscles and spasms were common when abusing this spot in women. But the one thing textbooks, articles, nor porn could prepare him for was how fucking sexy you’d be while he was doing it. 

The ache in his pants has him groaning as he has to lean nearly his entire weight into you in order to get your lower half to settle back down on the desk. Pausing his movements inside of you, Suguru allows you to catch your breath.

Still the heavy pad of his finger is weighing down on you with enough force you still need to suck in your breaths, barely able to squeak out words.

“W-Wh-What is th-that S-Suguuu?!”

Suguru tells you not to worry about the actual name. It’s not very sexy, so you won’t remember it and it’s important that you do, so eventually he tells you to just call it the g-spot. 

You groan at the loss of pressure on your g-spot when Suguru removes himself from you entirely in order to bring the finger that had been inside you to his lips. Watching him savoring the essence of your sweet cunt on his tongue, you couldn’t take any longer, finding your voice. 

“Su-Surugu, N-Need–N-need more. P—please!”

Suguru obliges, slapping the fat of your ass teetering off the desk and lifts you as his knee slides under your hip. Leaning into you further, Suguru throws one of your shapely legs over his shoulder. 

“Oh, you found your voice Bunny? Then tell me what my patient wants. Where does Doctor Geto need to touch you?”

“M-my pussy– fuck– p-please Sugu, wanna feel good there. She’ll be so good for you!”

Suguru’s pleased smile is your only warning before two of his large fingers plunge-in and bottom out inside your cunt, knocking against your cervix. Your jaw completely slacks as you groan at the sudden intrusion, allowing Suguru the perfect invitation to your mouth. 

Wasting no time, Suguru crashes his lips into yours. The kiss is sloppy, hot and needy as any cries that attempted to leave you were drowned out in the wet cavern of Suguru’s mouth. 

Fuck, you’re greedy as hell. 

The kiss makes Suguru’s head spin and he loses himself in your sinful hunger as you wrap your arms around his neck and begin to dominate the kiss, sucking on his tongue. Soon Suguru finds himself groaning against your lips and slowly rocking his cock into the back of your thigh. Fuck, your body was too responsive, too eager for him to slut you out on his fingers. 

Suguru couldn’t lose sight of the goal though, you needed to squirt so he needed to take back control.

Catching you off guard, he bullies a third finger– his ring finger, into your cunt as well. Breathless you break the kiss, your eyes sinking back into your head as you meet the thrusts of his fingers with the roll of your hips.  

You aren’t able to control the way your body convulses as you writhe against Suguru. His massive body weighed over you as his hair fell in front of his face, hiding his crazed expression from you. 

Suguru is also panting as he vigorously pumps the appendages into you. In and out, swirling them Suguru’s fingers take special care to zigzag sweet torment over your g-spot. 

You’ve only felt the slight ghostings of this feeling before, nothing so pointed and focused on attacking this spot, while stretching your pussy so well in the process. You want– no need, to feel Suguru’s cock inside you next. 

You could tell he must be huge. Heat was radiating off his girthy bulge as it twitched up against your ass cheek even through Suguru’s joggers. The thought causes the hot iron coil in your stomach to tense to its breaking point, begging for release.

Suguru notices.

“A-Are you gonna squirt for me, Y/N?”

For the first time his own voice is ragged, set on keeping his promise to you.

“S-Sugu, I-I– I want to but I–” 

Your words catch in your throat as tears that are salty to the taste freely flow past your lips down your chin. You are unsure of what exactly to beg Suguru for even if you could do more than unintelligible babbles at the moment. 

It’s coming– you panic— this feeling!

“W-w-ait! Nooo, S–Su–Sugu… I’m g-gonna pee. S-stop, p-puhleaseee!

Your hands slip against Suguru’s shoulders as you try in vain to push him away. So fearful that Suguru was wrong and you may actually piss all over him and his desk. 

Suguru isn’t having it though, backhanding your clit with a harsh smack, his knuckle bullying into your bud. 

The slap was followed by two more in quick succession, his other hand never slowing inside of you. Disregarding your pleas Suguru ventures even deeper into your guts while pressing down on your lower belly.

“I told you it’s not pee, Bunny. You don’t listen very well, do you?”

Suguru hiss at you, the stress of holding himself back as you fall apart on his fingers was nearly too much, he needed you to lay back, be good for him and take it.

“I-I’m s-sowy, Dr. Geto but– I– wanna–.”

You sniffle back more tears, which has Suguru calming himself in order to soothe you again.

“Shh Bunny, it’s okay– now ask your doctor nicely for what you need. Go on.” 

At this point cuming, squirting, whatever Suguru you requires of you in order to release the feral sensations building within you is an essential need to live as much as taking your next breath.

“Doctor Geto, please let me cum! Sugu please! G-gonna s-squirt, gonna squirt s-so g-good for you!!”

“That’s right baby you will… Now squirt on me Bunny, make a pretty mess all over my fucking fingers.”

Timing a particularly hard jolt to your g-spot with simultaneous pressure from over your belly, has you tipping over the edge. Back arching you feel the gratifying release as you squirt hard, fluids spurting all over Suguru’s fingers and spilling down his forearms. The saccharine pleasure of it all is buzzing throughout every cell in your body as your eyes flutter back into your skull. 

Your entire body feels like an extension of your pussy, pulsing in tune with your cunt and you don’t realize you are even screaming until Suguru’s mouth is on top of yours once again. 

Suguru is tongue fucking your wails all the way back into the depths of your throat until they are mere raspy gurgles.

Riding out your orgasm you protest with choked cries as Suguru's hand abruptly leaves your cunt. Yet before you can process what’s happening you’re mewling loudly again once you feel his lips attacking your cunt. Sucking your clit between his lips, his own groans vibrate into your core making you all the more sensitive. 

Your hands fly to him again, tangling up in his long raven locks and trying to push his head away. 

Too much! You were far too sensitive right now for him to be lapping at your over stimmed cunt like a mad man.

“Stawwp–”

Your slurs fall on deaf ears as Suguru continues, only pulling back briefly to shush you.

“Haven’t got it all out. This pretty pussy is so fucking nasty she can give a little more, can’t you baby? I know she can.”

Suguru is speaking to you but he sounds a million miles away, focused only on your cunt as he returns to suckling on your clit, his teeth scraping lightly. He knows your pussy will give him the answer he is looking for soon enough. 

The iron grip his arms have around your thighs holds you down allowing Suguru unimpeded access to dribble globs of his spit into your folds. His tongue flattens over your clit and his eyes smolder into yours before diving back into your pussy. 

So close to cumming yet again your thick thighs clench around him as you unintentionally smother his face deeper into your core. Suguru ignores any need to take breaths, your cunt being the only sustenance needed as he rams his tongue further into your convulsing hole. 

Shaking his head around sloppily, Suguru is goading your cunt into giving him more and more. His tongue is a mere worshiper in the temple between your thighs, begging your leaking pussy to give him the last morsels of your squirt. 

Not having the willpower to deny him, your pussy gushes out more onto his tongue and shamelessly he swallows all of it as you cum all over again.

By the time Suguru detaches himself from your cunt he looks almost as wrecked as you: hair is matting to the sides of his face, his glasses are clouded with slick and your juices are dripping down his chin. 

Although, now that Suguru has had a taste of you he is left craving more. Not letting a single drop of your juices go to waste Suguru is ferally slurping the drippings off your thighs and lowering his head to even zamboni the overflow of your essence off the desk beneath you. Ravenous with thirst for you Suguru is even using his mouth to squeeze out any droplets he could retrieve from your soaked cheer panties. 

You on the other hand could only heave as you gasped for breath. Your legs are still twitching in the after shock of your intense orgasm and squirt session. Dizzy and dazed you feel yourself fading out, unsure of how much time has passed or what Suguru was still doing between your legs until the familiar ring of your phone slowly guides you back into the present. 

Wiping his face with the back of his hand Suguru stands up and pulls your phone out of his pocket.

The phone is still ringing as he looks down at it and snickers. 

“It’s Toru, Y/N. Answer it.”

You give Suguru a frowny pout. You were barely conscious right now, you couldn't handle a drunkenly energetic Satoru. 

Seeing you making no attempts to move, Suguru answers it for you and Satoru’s voice overflows through the speakerphone.

“Y/N! Y/N! Where are ya at!? We need the beer pong queen to make her appearance, I need a partner! Nanamin is too good to beat without you!”

Suguru held the phone out to you but you could respond in labored puffs.

“Y/N is taking a study break, a bit tired after her lesson.”

“–Oh it's you Suguru!”

You end up tuning Satoru out as he’s begging Suguru to come to the party with you which you already knew wasn’t going to happen even if he didn’t just make you squirt all over him. 

Willing yourself to sit up, your body is  immediately revitalized when your eye is drawn to how bricked Suguru currently is in his dark gray sweats. 

Suguru arches his brow in amusement as you pull him forward by the band of his joggers. You hurriedly fumble to untie them, pushing them and his boxers down to reveal his hard cock. 

The sight of it nearly has you squeeing.

You practically have hearts in your eyes as you gawk at Suguru’s cock, it’s the prettiest you’ve ever seen. The way his girth swayed in front of you as pre marbles on the tip has you openly salivating. To say his length and thickness is above average, was a massive understatement. 

You can’t estimate a size but you know he is huge as you eye the a large vein on the underside of his cock that seemed to weigh him down even though fully erect. You squirmed at the thought of that vein scraping inside your pussy as Suguru pounded you.

You need to feel it. Now.

Nevertheless, it isn’t until Suguru snaps his fingers in front of your face did you realize Gojo was now addressing you again through the phone.

“Y/N! You there?! I failed with Sugu! He’s lame! But you’ll be here soon right???”

A sharp contrast to just 30 mins earlier but partying was the last thing on your mind now. You needed to get Satoru off the phone and Suguru’s cock inside you expeditiously. 

“Mhm-nh, Toru sorry, I–I really need to get a good grade. I need Sugu to tutor me a bit more. C-Can’t afford to flunk out!”

Although you had teased Suguru earlier about popping his cherry, you didn’t care if he was a virgin now. He had more than proved himself despite his lack of hands-on sexual experience. 

You weren’t really paying attention to Satoru any longer as Suguru motions for you to lay back again. Readily, you get in position returning your legs to a stirrup pose. 

Suguru rewards your obedience with his cock slapping against your clit.

“Mmmm…FUHH-CK-AH!”

You don’t care that Satoru is still on the line as Suguru is slipping his cock under your cheer panties, rubbing his fat tip along your folds. His cock sandwiched between your messy cunt and the soaked fabric has Suguru groaning at the crazy sensation, he could bust like this for sure.

“Huh? Oh.. OHHHHHH! Haha, I see, I see! Suguru’s lessons are the best, aren’t they Y/N?”

You’re openly moaning now. Barely registering Toru’s words as Suguru grunts, increasing the pace he’s bullying his cockhead across your clit.

“Y-yeah, the besssst-ahhh!” 

Satoru, feeling more than a bit left out, starts pouting over the phone.

“Hey, no fair playing with Bunny without me Sugu! Let me join ne–” 

Suguru abruptly cuts Satoru’s complaints short, hanging up on him while still rutting his tip over your pussy. His pre leaking out in globs and mixing with your own cum still dripping from you.

He wanted you all to himself, for now at least.

Satoru could fuck off.

“Gawwd Sugu–just fuck m–”

You abruptly stop as your face falls in realization when you feel his warm cum pour over your mound and into your cheer panties. 

Suguru is spilling so much of his thick load into you it's even coming out the sides of your cheer panties and running down into the crack of your ass. A few more jerks of his cock through your folds and he is quickly pulling back to tuck his softening length back into his sweats.

“N-no,no no no S-Sugu! Suguru! I-t’s okay you came fast but please— fuck me. I’ll even let you raw me and cum inside puhleaseeee Sugu– need to squirt again all over your cock!”

You don’t know the kind of willpower it takes Suguru to refuse you. 

Probably one of the hardest things he’s done in his life, especially as fresh tears trickle from your eyes and he knows you’d be crying just as adorably on his cock. You were too sexy, too perfect and he wanted to fuck you just as badly as he knew you wanted him to.

BUT– more importantly he wanted to enjoy you more than for a quick fuck and if he indulged you now, he couldn’t promise he wouldn’t be relentlessly tearing up your sweet slutty pussy all night. 

If you didn’t start studying for real you were definitely going to get kicked out of school and he can’t have that, especially not now after this. 

Masking his own lust with a stern instructor voice Suguru chastises you as he ties his hair back onto a bun and begins to give his glasses a proper cleaning before adjusting the books and papers on his desks around you back into their correct piles.

“Absolutely out of the question. Now be a good girl and pull up your panties, Y/N. We have a lot of ground to cover tonight.”

Sticky with Suguru’s cum, frustrated and still horny you groaned loudly but obeyed. You knew Suguru meant business. 

You hoped if you listened to him well enough you’d get what you wanted by the end of the night. It would suck for you to suffer through studying but it was the best motivation you had in literal years. 

Unfortunately for you, Suguru, focused on the bigger picture, had a larger goal in mind.

“Only smart sluts get dick, Bunny. You’d better get an A on that exam Monday if you really want this cock.”

© ʙʟᴋᴋɪᴢᴢᴀᴛ 2024. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ.

a/n: I would be willing to write a part 2 (some time in the future) of y/n popping Sugu cherry or even y/n getting double teamed by 'The Boom Bros' as a 'thank you' for taking the fall for them if there was interest. I'm kind of fond of this little college AU.

Reblog for an anatomy lesson from Nerd!Geto but likes and comments are also appreciated as always!

NEXT is back to my own ficcys! Upcoming: The Nursery - Yakuza!Toji x Y/N - teaser/taglist: ╰┈➤here. Delays cause I've been without my adhd meds and getting the first part of the fic beta'd for once but I FINALLY got them today and was able to finish this fic so hopefully I can get back on track! send me good vibes y'all!

[simp4sugu]

❝ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓 ❞

sub! geto x tattooed artist! reader

geto has always loved tattoos, every inch of his body was covered by them. but what if he decided to get a tattoo on his sensitive huge man tits by you.

+18, nsfw, heavy smut, a lot of cumming, squirting, a lot of fluid, spit kink, breastfeeding, nipple play ( on geto), masturbation, corruption, fucked in both holes, geto has a sensitive dick, brain fucked, obsession, sub and dom at the same time, kinky, filthy, dirty.

you've always had struggles. a lot of struggles, being a short woman was one thing, being a short woman with not a single tattoo visable to the naked eye as a tattoo artist? was a second thing. but being a dominate short woman? was a third thing.

it was hard for you to find a match as your sexual partner. the men you meet would always expect you to be submissive cute little thing, they would laugh you off as soon as you tell them that you were a tattoo artist. and they would give you a disgusted face as soon as you tell them you were a dominate, as soon as you tell them what you were into. as soon as you tell them about your filthy kinks.

even if you try to find submissive man. they weren't into how short you were, they were more into tall woman. which had you always struggling with your sexual desires, you have tried a lot of times to push your dirty kinks aside and accept being a submissive. but as soon as you're in bed, your whole body heat, lust take over you, command you. as you find yourself being aggressive with whatever man dragged you from the bar to the hotel room.

you couldn't help the way your tongue sloppily dominate his tongue. you couldn't help the way you push your body weight against him, pushing him under you. you couldn't help the way you would pepper wet kisses against his neck, your wet tongue sliding to his chest. you couldn't help the way you give attention to his nipples.

as soon as your lips touch his nipple he would push you off, like you offended his masculinity. offended his ego. it was always like this, till the day you met this him. geto suguru.

he has always had struggles. a lot of struggles, being a huge man was one thing, being a huge man with tattoos covering his body? was a second thing. but being submissive huge man with tattoos covering his body? was a third thing.

it was hard for him to find a match as his sexual partner. the woman he meet would always expect him to be dominate rough man, they would laugh him off as soon as he tells them that he likes a rough woman. and they would give him a disgusted face as soon as he tell them he was a submissive, as soon as he tell them what he was into. as soon as he tell them about his filthy kinks.

even if he try to find dominate woman. they weren't into how huge and rough he looked, they were more into small cute boys. which had him always struggling with his sexual desires, he has tried a lot of times to push his dirty kinks aside and accept being a dominate. but as soon as he was in bed, his whole body heat, lust take over him, command him. as he finds himself whinning as soon as a woman give him a small kiss in whatever clubs bathroom he was in.

he couldn't help the way his cock didn't bludge or react when she gives him a peck on his lips, expecting him to take the lead. he couldn't help the way he would immediately feel turned off as soon as the word daddy slips past her lips. he would try to take the lead, he would try to slip his tongue inside her mouth. but the way her tongue sits lazily in her mouth, expecting him to dominate her.

immediately had him excusing himself out of the bathroom to take a cigarette, the girl would get mad, like he offended her ego. it was always like this, till the day he met you.

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you sigh as you stare at the clock, it was a tiring long day of work. of stupid fucking man walking into your tattoo shop and asking you who's gonna do their tattoo then laughing at you once you tell them it's you. you wish you could just stab the tattoo gun into their eyeball to fix their attitude.

you had one last appointment before you finish for the day, who even have their tattoo appointment at 10pm? but you can't really decline the offer since money is money after all. the door of the store ding indicating that your costumer arrived, you prepare yourself mentally to deal with the same stupid question.

your breath hitch as you stare at the gorgeous huge man in front of you, you weren't overreacting when you said he was huge. he stood at 6'9 ft tall, he had a long black hair that was tied messly in a bun that your fingers itched to pull on. tattoos covered every inch of his huge biceps that you craved to bite on, to leave beautiful wet red marks on.

but what caught your attention the most, was his huge chest, you can his hard pierced nipples picking through his shirt. your mouth waters, it's a need to lick them, suckle on them, coat them with your spit. you immediately snap out of it, finally making eye contact with the man in front you, but he seems in haze just like you were.

you fake cough, causing him flinch, and awkwardly look around, before he nervously start playing with the rings of his fingers, adorable- you thought. "please take a seat" you mutter out gently yet firmly, causing him to immediately take a seat on the leather chair. it was a first time a men didn't give you a hard time questioning you before they took a seat.

getos heart was beating out of his chest as he stares at how you start getting the necessary stuff out, fuck. he shouldn't find this attractive but he does, the way you so effortlessly carry the heavy tattoo gun. the way he can see your pierced tongue peaking out when you stick it out, concentrating at the tattoo sketch you were drawing.

his eyes shamesly sneaking glances at your plumpy ass and huge thighs, hes holding back a whine everytime his eyes wonder their way. yes he was an ass and thigh men. he wants to be suffocated by them. he wants you to sit on his face, putting your whole body weight on him, giving him no room to breath as your wetness drenched his face.

"done!" geto immediately snap out of it at your voice. "so where did you want your tattoo placed?" you question making your way toward his huge figure.

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this is how it ended up here. geto laying down shirtless, with his pierced chest out as your hand was placed on his abs while your hand was tracing the tattoo close to his nipple.

geto never felt this way before, he felt like he could cum in his pants right now. he know his chest was more sensitive than normal, but he never knew it was to this extend till now. he's flushed, sweating as the tattoo gun thrust into the skin of his chest roughly, so close to his red hard nipples.

he felt ashamed, pathetic at the way he feels, holding back his orgasm because of just simply having his chest touched? not even his nipples? the simulation was starting to be to much, tears fill his eyes, as pleasure plus through his veins.

his fat cock was so obvious, throbbing against his pants, leaking through the fabric. he couldn't hold it in any more, to fucked with pleasure, to fucked with the feeling of your heated skin on his, with the roughness of the gun tattoo. he let's out a whine, his body trembling.

you immediately stop what you're doing, backing away thinking you hurted him, but geto was quick to grab your hand back into his chest, pushing the gun harder against him. your eyes widen as he whimpers, his face ever so flushed.

"fuck- ngh! please-ah! don't stop, don't stop!" he whines out, eyes clenched hard as tears start slipping past his eyes, into his red puffy lips. once your eyes land on his hard cock that was clearly plusing against his thick thighs, it seems to trigger him because the next thing he knows was his hips shoot up with a thrust, and a whine after whine leaves his mouth as he cum in his pants.

you can see the white liquid sucking the fabric of his jeans. as he lays down limpsly twitching. your mind goes black as you stare at his figure, his whole body was flushed, heated, sweating. his nipples looked perkier and redder than before.

geto eyes snap open as he feels your fingers twisting his sensitive nipples. "you fucking dirty boy, cumming from having your tits touched hm?" you lean in whispering in his ear as you harshly pull on his nipples by his piercing.

his ears looked so delicious that you couldn't help the way you started licking them, sloppily taking his earllobe and sucking on it. while geto feels like he's on cloud nine, his cock is already so hard, so sticky with his cum. your fingers still working on his simulated nipples.

you pull eyes hazily staring at the spit of string that connect to his ear. your eyes wondering down his body just to look at the way his huge cock was stuck uncomfortably under his cum filled pants. "seems like I have to clean up the mess" you teasingly whisper before rolling his nipples between your fingers one more time and letting go.

you gasp once geto lift you up, placing your ass directly on his face, while you face his fat cock. his hot breath shakely fanning against your pussy that was covered by your panty.

“sit on my face,” he doesn’t give you enough time to respond. blurting out so fast that you have no option but to listen to him. “sit on my face, please—fuck! m’gonna come at the thought alone, please just sit on my face.”

you don't let him speak up again because you shoved you pull your panties to the side and immediately shove your pussy down to his face, placing your whole ass weight on him. "here take it you fucking slut" you mutter out, grinding your ass against his face causing getos eyes to roll back his skull.

his tongue messly licking from your ass hole to down your wet pussy, his nose rubbing against your clit, as he sniff your smell intoxicated by it. you don't waste your time as you start unblocking his pants. pulling his fat cock free.

you were in awe at how red and sensitive his tip was, white warm cum leaking out of his clit. you gently press the tip of your nail against it, and as soon as you do cum start shooting out into your face, he was choking on your pussy and his sobs.

his sorrys was muffled by pussy, as he continues to slurp on your it, his arms holding you tightly into his face. his fucked out face, his desperate pleading eyes, and the noises that he makes everytime he slurp on your wetness seems to send you to the edge because the next thing you know was your juice that squirts out.

coating his whole face, and geto wasn't planning to stop here, so neither were you. but geto forgot about one important thing. it was that his bff satoru is supposed to pick him up in 10 mins...

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to be continued?

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𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 | 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞

synopsis: Geto had you practically seated against his face, with his tongue stretched within you in the small keep of the shower and your mind couldn't muster up enough willpower to care about anything else...

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, boyfriend!geto, shower cunnilingus, fingering, slight face riding, masturbation (geto), nipple piercings (reader has them), breast play, slight body worship, just a drabble, happy suguru bc we desperately need that atm.

a/n: idk, i wrote this in two hours with a blaring headache cuz i had gotten out of the shower and had geto brainrot. google docs also did not like Geto's name, so if his name is spelled like Ghetto instead (blame it on the drive) anywho, not proofread, enjoy my mistakes! wc: 1k. m.list

divider credit: @benkeibear

“S-Sugu…” You whined out as your foot threatened to slip off the tub mat that wedged itself in the shower, your hands buried into his damp slicked black hair. You adored yet hated the way it snaked down his back, shielding his broad tanned muscles from further view. Geto had two fingers plunged in you as he sucked against your clit with expertise, his hands braced against the backs of your thighs– pulling you onto his face enough that you practically sat on it. 

You could barely hold onto the shower bar that leveled the side of the tub, soap slick in your palms as they ran down it with little to no grip. Your legs honestly felt like they were about to give out as Geto lapped inside you swiftly, small hums and moans escaping him that vibrated against your tight cunt.

You wished you could hear him, but the shower was running steadily down his backside, pouring incessant warm water down the drain and it was too loud in the small confines of the shower. The tiles cramped the two of you in and there was nowhere to hide as his nose pressed into your bud and he inhaled sharply for some air, pulling you off softly. 

“Feeling good, baby?” He breathed out, his dark eyes traveling up your body and he pressed a few kisses into the crevice of your thigh and tummy, bruising a light mark. You let out a loud whine in response, unable to say much else as your tongue was slick with nothing but your desperation. You were afraid if you spoke, your voice would fail and he’d pry it out of you. Geto was very persistent with that, always wanting you to use your words… One time he even fucked them out of you– which in hindsight didn’t seem like an awful idea.

His tongue was back in you before you could think of a proper response for him, fucking in and out earnestly and you arched your back off the tiles into his warm mouth. His fingers found themselves back inside your wetness, curling upwards right against your sweet spot within a matter of seconds and you couldn’t help the loud moan that spilled from your lips.

Your jaw slackened and your eyes slipped shut when you felt your orgasm building against the pit of your tummy, swirling to the thought of Geto kneeling beneath you. You took one look down towards him and his eyes had gleamed up at you quickly before fluttering closed again, completely enraptured by the taste of your arousal. His eyebrows knitted together and you knew where his other hand went as he grunted into your cunt with fervor, slicking up and down his cock to relieve some of the ache.

His cock weeped at the sight of you, precum dripping within the slips of his fingers as he played with himself. Soap bubbles plastered the base of it and he swiped his thumb over the tip as you started to grind against his tongue. Geto groaned into you, the thick taste of your arousal sending chills down his spine. You tasted so fucking good to him, it was undoubtedly you… the best thing he’s ever tasted by far.

He pumped himself faster in time with his fingers next to his pointed tongue, your hands grasping as much of his long hair as you could. You pulled it harshly and he faltered slightly, cumming into his hand without warning– and you didn’t need to know, the water washing it away. 

You whimpered out his name through his clouded orgasm, a quiet ‘keep going, Suguru…please’, and he keened into you; of course he couldn’t leave you hanging by a thread.

“Fuck, Sugu– Right there–!” You cried out as his calloused fingers worked you over quicker now, his mouth sucking and nipping gently against your clit. You felt Geto’s strong hands grasp at the swell of your ass to hold you up again, thumbing over the plushness of it whilst squeezing gently. You shuddered into his touch, finally falling apart against his mouth.

You rolled your hips against his mouth as he lapped at your juices, his fingers trailing up towards your hardened nipples. Sinful piercings poked through them and he toyed with the bars a bit as he stood back up to his full height once you had recollected yourself. You whined into the kiss he placed against your lips, shakily holding onto his shoulders to steady yourself; until he flicked at your nipple piercing rather harshly.

“Suguru–!” You squealed, smacking him on the shoulder and he laughed against your lips with an enlightened smile. Pleasure and pain raced through your budded nipple, tingling with the aftermath of his fingers and he bent down to suck it into his mouth as an apology. You whined as his teeth grazed against it, pulling lightly before planting a wet kiss against it.

His lips simpered over the other, taking it into his mouth and toying with it. Geto purred into your skin as your hands threaded back into his hair, his tongue laving against the metal bar. Only when you squirmed against him, trying to inadvertently push him away, did he let go with a soft pop, a thin strand of saliva dribbling from his lips to your nipple.

A shiver overtook your body as you realized how damn cold it was on the tiled side of the shower, not much help coming from Geto as he blocked the entire water flow with his body. But thankfully he noticed– the wonderful boyfriend that he was, of course he would never let you freeze to death. You were relieved when he uttered the words, “Move towards the front of the shower, honey. You must be freezing.” 

Geto pulled you in front of him, letting you rinse off in the warmth of the water. You reveled in the temperature as he made sure all of the shampoo was washed out from the strands of your hair and the frame of your body. His fingers massaged conditioner into the ends of your hair and you leaned into him lovingly, your back flush with his chest and you glanced up at him with a warm smile. 

Which he happily returned.

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[simp4sugu]

Center Stage

suguru whimpers as he pounds into you, folds your legs until there’s a knee on each side of your head. you're so good he has to bite back a gasp when your walls squeeze down on him, gripping his cock so fucking hard he sees stars. his eyes roll back when he reaches a hand down to your clit, swollen and sensitive and he feels the sudden gush of your arousal drip down between your bodies. suguru loves how your tight little cunt always takes him so well, how it makes room for him and holds him like it never wants to let go.

every thrust, every roll of his hips, every slap of your skin meeting has suguru leaning down to groan into the crook of your neck. he doesn’t let up, pounding into you like a man possessed. and he is. your pussy makes him insane, makes him want to scream, makes him want to fucking cry.

it feels like heaven in your walls.

suguru loves to look between you, where your bodies connect and see the creamy mess you’ve made on him. fuck he loves how your pussy always makes a mess. it’s one of his favorite things about you.

that and the way your lips part when he pistons his hips a certain way, touches that sweet spot you love. how your head falls back and your back arches when he wraps his thick fingers around your neck, makes you hold his weight as he fucks into you with reckless abandon. the way your little moans fall from that pretty mouth he loves to bury his cock in. he loves all of that.

he loves the way your hands find his hair and you pull. not gentle at all, just the way he likes. you’re as a desperate and fucking needy as he is.

“come on baby. tell me how much you love my cock.” he pleads. he knows you love it. you've told him plenty of times. but suguru also loves to get his ego stroked.

“i love it, ah- fuck, fuck i love your cock!” you whimper beneath him like the good girl you always are. all he ever has to do is ask and you’ll deliver every time. so obedient. it’s why you’re his favorite.

suguru can feel your walls softly convulsing around him. you’re so close. but while your words were good, they’re weren’t good enough. so suguru slows his pace, staring down at you with half lidded eyes. he wants you to do it right.

“pretty girl forgot her manners,” he chides, clicking his tongue. “i love your cock, what?”

he bottoms out with a particularly harsh thrust that has you crying out, your fingers tightening in his tresses and he chuckles, his dick twitching within the confines of your cunt.

“oh fuck! i love your cock master geto”

there it is.

you peer up through your lashes at the man above you and the smug smile on suguru’s lips sends you spiraling over the edge, your orgasm rushing over you, your body shivering as wave after wave hits you. and your sweet lips muttering his formal title, it has him burying his face in your neck again, whining as his hips stutter with every sloppy thrust until his balls tighten.

he grips your thigh hard, high pitched whimpers falling freely from his mouth as his cock stiffens and his hot, white seed fills your twitching pussy. the release has suguru shaking, struggling to hold his weight as your pussy milks him of every fucking drop.

you’re both panting, both catching your breath as suguru kisses you desperately, pressing kisses to your face, to your lips. and he’s still cumming

“m-master geto,” you mutter between kisses. he hasn’t pulled out of you, just keeps rolling his hips into your slowly, softly as he continues to litter your lips and face with kisses.

suguru hums in acknowledgment.

“you’ll be late to session tonight,” you warn him. “you know there will be big donors there. you don’t want to be late.”

ah yes, the work never stops for suguru. he would love to stay here, on the floor of his stage but it wouldn’t be a good look to have his donors and worshippers walk in on you both in the middle of such a salacious act.

and you, his most favorite follower. there's no way in hell allow anyone to leave the room alive if they saw you this way. no, you're meant to be seen by him this way and him alone. even with your current situation, he knows you are loyal to him. so with a hiss, suguru pulls out of you, smirking when he sees the way you pout at the loss of fullness.

cute.

“come and see me after session” he tells you with one last press of his lips to yours. he crawls off of you carefully and fixes his robe. you nod, watching as he exits the room.

he knows where to find you.

suguru always finds you the moment he enters the room, packed with worshippers ready to give themselves to him. and you’re among them, loyal as ever to him, even as you bow politely and pledge yourself to the organization alongside your husband.

[simp4sugu]

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"Come on baby isn't this what you wanted? My big cock stuffing your tight little pussy full?"

His teasing words as torturous as his cock, making you want more, making you become a needy slut desperate to be fucked and used until you couldn't think anymore.

"Please Geto, please fuck me, I'll do anything. My pussy needs you so bad!"

You whined and begged for any movement while one of his hands ran over your body and the other he kept over your hip, locking you in place, unable to squirm and move on his dick that was deep inside your pussy.

"I know baby, I feel it. Feel you clenching my cock, trying to grind your hips into me huh? Fuck I love seeing how desperate you still get for me, such a good girl f’me"

Your whimper was so soft at hearing his praise, head tilted back to rest on his shoulder and moan when he reached up to pinch your nipples causing you to shove your ass as hard as you could into his hips, needing his dick to be as deep inside you as possible.

"That's it baby, take my dick. You think you can still take it all? You're such a fucking whore for my cock aren't you?"

"Yes!" You shouted.

He shifted your legs, putting them both on the outside of his own causing them to spread as he widened his stance. You could feel the cold air hit your wet pussy, your clit so sensitive you cried out at the sensation of being so exposed.

Once more he set to running his hands over your body. Gripping your tits, grazing over your thighs so slowly as they traveled up almost touching your pussy before he passed by and had his hand over your abdomen.

"I'm right here baby. You feel me? This is where my cock is inside you. So deep and you love it." His hand pressed down as if he was trying to feel his cock from the outside. The two sensations, feeling him touch you inside and out was too much, you felt so close to cumming, so close to being shoved over the edge that your brain was drunk on the feeling. Your mouth open as you gasped for breath and whimpered when he kissed your neck.

"You've been such a good girl baby, so perfect f’me. Feels so good to be back in your wet pussy. Having you grip my cock is the best feeling. I'll keep you just like this the entire day baby. You gonna be a good girl and keep my cock warm? You gonna welcome me home the right way?" He asked.

"Yes! Please let me be a good slut for you. I need to be a good whore for you. I want to keep your cock wet with my tight little pussy! Oh my god!! Mh please!!!"

You were spiraling, needing to serve him, needing to please him and give him everything he wanted if it meant you could feel this good. Your pussy was in heaven. Your body burning and with every caress he gave there was desire for more. It felt like fire as his hands skimmed over you, you needed it to continue, for his sweet torture to not stop until you couldn't breathe.

Your pussy felt so full, so stretched and perfect, you started to cry. So overwhelming that you couldn't help but cry out when you suddenly felt his finger slide down over your clit. You couldn't stop screaming even if he didn't move his finger, just placing it on your clit, that was so sensitive and needy.

"Come on baby, cum for me. Let me feel you cum on my cock" He was being so gentile and firm, ordering you to cum and you were helpless to do anything else.

"Give it to me baby, cum all over my cock!"

You screamed out your release, grinding your hips into him and squirming on his cock as you came so hard. Your pussy squeezing his dick so tight you could hear him groan as he praised you for being such a good girl for him.

“Mm I missed your warmth s’bad baby”

[simp4sugu]

ꨄ︎ 『A Bumpy Ride』 ꨄ︎

Geto Suguru x Reader

18+ Minors - DNI

Summary: AU. A long miserable car ride on vacation end ups with you keeping your boyfriend Suguru's cockwarm in a car full of his friends, among other chaos. CW: cockwarming, unprotected sex, public sex, car sex, slight voyerism, cream pies, Geto being extra fucking horny lmfao. WK: 7.1k Song inspo: Ayo - Chris Brown & Tyga Slightly Black female coded but no descriptors.

A/N: This low key a crack fic lmfao. It first started from me wanting to have Y/N cockwarming on public transit but then these vape hits starting hittin back and I came up with this idea. Also I wrote 90% of this fic 2 months ago and I think my writings improved a bit since then. I fixed it in some places but I just needed this not to be haunting my drafts anymore so sorry if its bad haha.

Enjoy!

This was absolutely the last time Gojo was allowed to plan anything, let alone a vacation (he could still pay for it though). 

For Golden Week, Gojo had booked all of you a villa on an Okinawa resort his parents had recommended. However, after a 2.5 hour plane ride from Tokyo and another 45 minute boat ride to a nearby island you all realized the resort did NOT do pier pickups. 

Furthermore, given it was peak season all the rental cars and drivers on the island were already booked.

The trip wasn’t starting out as the ideal luxurious vacation Gojo promised at all. 

Your flight this morning was as at the ass crack of dawn so you were all tired and starving on top of it being a whopping 90 humid-as-fuck-degrees outside.

There was no way in hell you guys were walking with all your shit in this heat as it was over a 2 hour walk to the other side of the island where your villa was.

So when a kind old farmer offered to let you use his van free of charge after overhearing your plight you all were more than grateful. 

(Which tbh, the whole pier heard as it was mostly everyone verbally jumping Gojo for being such a dumbfuck and not arranging a rental/pickup ahead of time).

That’s how you ended up in the very back of a sugarcane farmer’s old rusty ass van.

Currently, you were squished between luggage as the only seatbelt that worked in the back was the middle seat. You sat in your boyfriend Suguru’s lap and he wrapped his arms around you as a makeshift seatbelt. 

You were the only two dating on the trip so it just made sense for you both to be in the back and you on his lap. 

Nanami and Shoko were in the row in front of you and Sukuna and Choso in front of them. 

That left Toji and Gojo in the driver and passenger seats respectively. The both of them completely ripping each other's heads off about directions.

Truly, no one wanted those two up front together but Gojo had called ‘shotty’ and Toji was the only one with a license who actually knew how to drive a stick and handle a big ass van like this. 

All in all the vacation so far was a real shitshow.

The van itself was so old the seats were scratched up and peeling. Of course the A/C didn’t work either causing the musty stench of the van to become more apparent in the heat.

No bluetooth, but thankfully the radio did work. Although the only station available was playing old-timey island tunes. 

To top it off, the paint stripped frame shook violently over every small bump on the dusty island dirt roads making Suguru hold you even tighter so you didn’t fly out of his lap. 

You really thought the van could give out at any moment and leave your group stranded but Toji assured you all it would last the 40 more minutes or so you needed to get to the other end of the island as long as dumbass Gojo would stop fucking up the Y!J maps directions with his “short cuts”.

As expected Toji’s snark only started another fight and it was way too hot and miserable in the rickety sweatbox of a vehicle to suffer through the heat on top of the two of them.

“Sorry about them babe.” Suguru whispered in your ear, giving you a light kiss to your temple.

You hadn’t been dating Suguru long, just 3 months and this was your first trip away with him. Also the first time you’ve spent more than a few hours with him and all his friends. You had been surprised but glad when he invited you along.

“I’d say they aren’t always like that but…” Suguru trailed off with a sigh and shook his head. 

You smiled. 

You didn’t mind. 

You were honestly just happy to be able to get away with your hot boyfriend. It wasn’t often both you nor him weren’t busy with work as new college grads and you wouldn’t even be able to afford any of this if it wasn’t for Gojo’s rich ass. 

“S’ok”, you replied, turning to give him a peck on the cheek and resting your hands over his own that were secured around you.

“I'm just happy to be here with you Sugu,” you beamed at him. 

Suguru returns your smile and leans over to give you another kiss, this time on the forehead.

“Awe, look at the love birds, too cute”, Shoko teased, turning around in her seat to make sarcastic googly eyes at you both. 

Suguru just rolled his eyes as you blushed.

Moment ruined. 

“No really though…How did you get such a cute and cool girlfriend Sugu?”

Shoko pondered, ignoring Suguru’s rising irritation. 

“You know Y/N, we always thought him and Toru would hook up. Good job bagging him!”

Shoko gave you a wink and a thumbs up. 

Suguru was now glaring daggers at Shoko for her to shut the hell up and stop embarrassing him. 

“I lost ¥15,000 on that bet.”

Sukuna chimed in grumbling as he swiped through Tinder to scope out all the resort thotties Gojo had promised would be on the island. 

“Actually, you lost ¥30,000- ”

Choso reminded him, but his attention was mostly focused on playing Persona 5 Royal on his Switch. 

“-you doubled down that within two weeks they would crack and end up fucking.” 

Sukuna rolled his eyes.

“A fool and his money are easily parted”

Nanami quickly quipped in, flipping a page of the novel he was reading. He had made quite a sum from Sukuna and loved to rub it in his face every chance he got.

“Watch it four eyes.”

Sukuna growled and reached back to give him the finger.

Nanami didn’t even look up from his book which pissed Sukuna off more.

You couldn’t help but laugh openly at the exchange because at one point you even wondered if Suguru and Gojo had a thing when you first met them. 

In fact, when Suguru had finally asked you on a date you initially assumed Gojo would show up too. It wasn’t until mid date you figured out this was actually a real date, just with him. Your relationship had taken off from there. 

“Regret coming yet?” 

Shoko asked you with a smile seeing how all the other guys in the car but Suguru were arguing.

“Are you kidding? You guys are hilarious!” 

You and Shoko shared a laugh at that.

At that moment though, Suguru was thinking how he actually did feel really lucky to have you as a girlfriend. 

You were easy-going, kind, smart, not to mention the most beautiful girl in his eyes. 

He was nervous Satoru secretly annoyed you too much for you to accept the vacation invite or you would be scared off by Sukuna and Toji’s brashness once you were on the trip. 

But he was impressed how well you fit-in, like you had gone to college with them all too.

It made him love you even more, although he hadn’t actually admitted he loved you yet.

Interrupting his reflection, a particularly harsh bump in the road caused you to pop up out of Suguru’s lap and hit your head on the roof of the van.

“Yo! Watch where the hell you are driving Toji. Y/N hit her head!” 

Suguru yelled, even though he did feel bad as it was partially his fault for daydreaming and not holding you tight enough. “Blame your bestie and his shitty ass directions!” 

Toji sneered. 

“Hey!” 

Gojo and Toji proceeded to argue again.

Ignoring them, Suguru nursed your head with a few pats but you assured him you were ok while you adjusted yourself back on his lap. The action was innocent enough but Suguru still felt his cock twitch as your soft round ass unintentionally grind on him with all your wiggling. 

Suddenly he became very aware of how you were sitting on top of him.

Practically bare assed too.

The baby blue sundress he gifted you for this trip had ridden up almost past your thighs from how much the van was rattling you around. Making your white laced thong (also gifted by him) the only thin barrier you had on separating the two of you.

Of course Suguru still had on his linen shorts but he could still feel your warm body perspire through the thin material as if you were skin to skin.

Your round squishy cheeks sunk deeper into his lap with every bump on the road.

He tried to calm himself down but it was difficult to focus on anything else when the perfumed notes of vanilla and jasmine wafting off of you were also making him light headed.

Suguru cursed himself for buying you the dress. It was slightly big on you. The spaghetti straps were a lil too loose, falling down your arm. 

You had long since given up on adjusting them, the action being futile with how the van jostled you around. But your fallen straps gave Suguru a great view of your tits.

Damn. 

Suguru swallows hard. 

You weren't even wearing a bra which allowed him to get a peak of your nipples every time the van shook hard enough to jiggle your tits slightly up out of your dress.

Fuck!

He felt pathetic the way his body was reacting. 

But what could he do? 

Suguru hadn’t really seen you, let alone fucked you in nearly a week.

He had worked overtime at his dumbass job so he could fully take Golden Week off on vacation with you without having to take work calls or answer emails.

But the price Suguru paid was catching up with him as every jolt the old van took had you bouncing on his cock. 

God, he had been wanting to fuck you since he saw you this morning and there was at least 30 more minutes of this sweet torturous hell until you arrived at the villa.

Suguru tried to shift his gaze away from your tits but the luggage surrounding you both blocked your views of any outside scenery. Only the beautiful sight of his sexy curvaceous girlfriend on top of him was all he had to fill his view. 

His sight finally landed on your lips but even the way you moved your mouth was turning him on as you innocently smiled and spoke to Shoko about your favorite TV show.

Shit. 

Suguru could only think about how great those lips felt wrapped around his cock.

He loved how you looked blissed out just from sucking dick. The delicious vibrations from your moans would travel through him when you took him to the hilt like the good girl you always were for him. 

“Goddammit. Think about anything else Suguru, you aren’t some fucking virgin!” 

His inner voice chastised him.

Suguru tried to think of ice baths. 

Cold winters. 

His old wrinkly bitch of a chemistry teacher from way back in high school. 

But it wasn’t working. 

This humid ass van, his insufferable friends, his withdrawals from you, combined with your body heat and the van making you unintentionally dry hump him had his already low and overworked resolve rapidly crumbling.

He was definitely fully hard now.

Suguru prayed you didn’t notice but there was no way you wouldn’t notice the huge bulge you were sitting on.

Suguru was anything but small in size, especially bricked up like this.

You tried to hold back a nervous smile and you continued your conversation with Shoko.

However you did admittedly start to feel a little bad for him.

You knew how down bad your boyfriend was for you. 

You and Suguru had sex almost every single day and on days he wasn’t fucking you he was asking for pics. 

Your tits, ass, pussy, hell he even asked you to send your armpit over snapchat once. 

It didn’t matter where you were either. 

Work, restaurants, running regular errands, Suguru wanted the naughtiest pic you could get away with taking at that very moment. 

Hell, you almost had to lie to your boss and say you had a medical issue when it was questioned why you were running to the bathroom so often during work. 

That said, Suguru had been working so hard the past week so he could go on this trip that he didn’t even have time to badger you for pics. 

From the way he desperately clung to you once you saw him this morning at the airport, you half expected him to drag you into the bathroom mid-flight for some mile-high action. 

Little did you know he was fully planning on doing so but as soon as your 6:00 am plane took off he knocked out cold, the full week of overtime finally getting to him. 

He worked so hard to enjoy this vacation with you and even ordered you clothes as gifts.

As a good girlfriend, you want to help him out a bit. Yet the mere thought causes your heart to race.

In front of all his friends? 

You looked around. 

Well, not like they were paying attention to the two of you in the back really.

They were being way too rowdy right now. 

Gojo and Toji were still going at it, Choso was engrossed in playing his game swearing every once in a while when he would mess up and even Nanami breathing right now had Sukuna pissed off making snarky remarks. 

Only Shoko was chatting with you but she was still facing forward and had just pulled out a magazine to flip through.

No harm indulging your boyfriend the tiniest little bit, right? 

You swallowed a noise from escaping as his protruding bulge pushed up into you deeper.

You quivered slightly. 

Suguru was the one with the high sex drive but your body had become accustomed to his needs as they soon became your own.

You missed the stretch and the overwhelming feeling of fullness from him inside of you. 

To hell with it then. 

The van was already bouncing you on him and you both were obviously turned on.

You might as well get off a bit more from it. 

Your mind made up, you arched your back as you leaned forward on the seat in front of you. Slyly you feigned interest in the magazine Shoko had started reading, your legs spread wide on Suguru’s lap.

Rolling your pelvis forward, his dick easily spread your pussy lips through your lace panties, placing your clit directly on this throbbing cock.

You could feel Suguru’s dick straining through his pants as if it could burst through the layers to dig in your core at any moment and you smiled to your self as you continued to rock your hips in a slow and steady motion.

Suguru nearly lost it. 

Were…

Were you actually doing this for him?

He thought you would be embarrassed or upset at him given the circumstances.

Yet here you are in this miserable ass van, with all his crazy friends in it, having a casual convo with Shoko all while rutting on his lap like a bitch in heat. 

Suguru admitted he was worried at one point his high sex drive or fetishes would scare you off. 

But you always sent him every pic of you he requested with enthusiasm, keeping up with him without complaint. 

If Suguru wasn’t sure he loved you before, he was positive he did now. 

Suguru made it his mission from this point forward to not only tell you he loved you on this trip, but his cock was going to show you just how much he loved you too.

Slowly Suguru brings his hands from around your waist and slips them up your dress gliding them onto your hips. 

Startled, you flinched slightly as his thumbs pressed circles into your lower back dips, slowly massaging your erogenous zones causing you to squirm on him more. 

Suguru has to bite back a groan but that doesn’t stop him.

Still firmly digging into your hips he brought you down harder with every bump the van took that sent you upwards and also sent the much needed friction into your cunt as you landed on him.

ShitShitShit. 

You started to pant but played it off as the heat as you fanned yourself and made a comment out loud about the unbearable humidity. 

You knew he would respond but not push things this far.

To Suguru’s credit though it's not like he didn’t try to hold himself back but you were being so good for him.

Great even. 

He would have never asked you to give in to his depravity like this and he was eternally grateful that you decided to do so on your own.

Truly, you were really the best girlfriend he could ever ask for. 

That’s why he wanted it to be better for you. 

Suguru wanted to give you pleasure now and reciprocate your energy. He had left his baby without his cock for an entire week and needed to make it up to you. 

Sliding a hand down from your hips, he slips it into your thong to palm your pussy, covering it completely. Not moving yet, just simply cradling your cunt in his firm grasp.

He could feel your swollen clit pulsing on his palm as the van does all the movement for him, rocking you into him.

The action had you trying to sit up again as you stirred, attempting to squeeze your legs together to prevent Suguru from digging his fingers deeper into your cunt.

Nevertheless, your efforts to stop him proved futile as there was no feasible way to keep your legs closed with the way the van was haphazardly tossing you around.

This allows Suguru all of the access he could ever want to your cunt and you knew he planned to make good use of it. 

You bit your lip and shook your head.

Tears welling in your eyes.

This was definitely further than you had planned to go.

“Come on.. Let me feel that pretty pussy baby, it's been too long.” 

Suguru cooed into your ear low enough only for you to hear over the radio, rattling of the van and his friends arguing.

He graciously took the opportunity presented to him and his thumb began to draw slow lazy circles on your clit. 

Your breath hitched and you had to let out slow steady breaths to keep from moaning aloud.

Lost in his single sighted mission to pleasure you, Suguru ignored your protests as he slipped two fingers inside your sopping cunt.

He nuzzled his face into your hair, taking your scent in deeper.

This had to stop. 

It felt amazing but there was no way you could stop from crying out if this kept on.

You were barely able to contain your low whimpers that went seemingly undectected by everyone else but Suguru who was only spurred on by the erotic sounds.

Suguru knew he was playing with fire and he knew you only intended to ease his suffering a little until you all arrived at the villa.

But the thrill of how far he could push you and the challenge to see if he could make you silently cum he took upon himself as he inserted a third finger into you.

Your hand flew to the seat in front of you holding it in a death vice, nearly ripping a piece off of the decaying interior.

Thankfully the cheesy island tunes playing on the radio and noisy shaking of the van were drowning out any of the sloppy sounds that escaped from Suguru’s fingers continuously bullying into your cunt.

“Y/N! Look, isn’t this the show you were talking about?” 

Shoko inquired only turning slightly to lift up her magazine so you could see better and you used that as a much needed excuse to break free from Suguru's fingers. 

You leaned over the seat in front of you completely off his lap and quietly prayed the distance you put between the two of you would be enough space to allow your pervy boyfriend to settle down a bit.

Unfortunately for you, all you really managed to do is make the situation much worse. 

Your lace covered cunt glistening with your fluids was now on full display for Suguru. Right in front of his face too, as the motions of the van lifted your dress.

Any other scenario with you looking as appetizing as you did now would have had Suguru immediately diving-in, face first and mouth opened wide straight into your wet sinful cunt.

But as much as he wanted to tongue fuck you, he needed to be discreet.

You stuttered your words when you felt Surguru slide your thong to the side. You play it off to Shoko like you had momentarily forgotten your thought. 

Reaching a hand back, you flail a bit as you try to swat his hand away from digging into you again. However as you reach down instead of his hand, you feel the tip of his bulbous and leaking cockhead freed from his pants. 

No way. 

Absolutely not.

Has Suguru lost his fucking mind!?!

Dry humping was one thing and fingering alone had crossed the line for you, but there was no way he was about to put his cock inside you, right now, like this. 

In a van full of all his friends.

You wanted to turn back to hiss at him but you knew you very well couldn’t in your position. Suguru rubbed your thighs coaxingly and you knew when you inevitably sat back down you would be impaling yourself on his long veiny cock. 

Strands of your hair stuck to your forehead, sweating from more than just the intense humidity as you tried to figure out a way out of this.

“Hold on to y’er asses, there’s another big pothole coming up. No fucking complaining this time, ya got warning!”

Toji barks.

Suguru took that as his opportunity to return his grasp to your hips and once the van sunk into the pothole he slammed you down onto his length.

“F-FUHCKKK!” 

Your scream was muffled by Suguru’s hand clasping over your mouth. 

Although there was ample warning, there were still collective groans and gripes around the van due to the violent shake from the impact. 

Everyone had been so jostled no one saw your head thrown back in ecstasy with Suguru's hand still over your mouth. Your eyes rolled back into your head and your legs twitched on him.

You were so worked up from the week long cock draught you had from your boyfriend and the forbidden rush of literally doing something so deranged and nasty in front of all his friends you immediately clenched and creamed around him. Your body quaking as a small orgasm ripped through you.

You couldn’t stop the few tears that fell as silent sobs caught in your throat.

Suguru removed his hand over your mouth to wipe away your stray tears.

His other palm, snaked up your dress and you shuddered as his hand splayed across your belly pressing in deeply where you could feel his tip had reached.

“Fuck, did you just cum baby? Did you miss my cock that much, Y/N?”

Suguru slowly breathes out. He presses the side of his face to yours, his mouth close so close to your ear that his tongue lightly caresses your lobe as he speaks.

“Miss feeling me so deep inside you? Filling your guts? You kept this pussy nice n’ tight for me I see. Did you even play with yourself at all?”

“Su-Su-Sug-guruuu…” 

You strain slowly through uneven breaths. 

You needed him to shut the fuck up immediately. 

Always a talker during sex, saying something filthy in order to have you creaming on him harder.

It drove you wild.

“S-Sto-”

“Shh baby, I promise I won't move. The van will do the work. Let me keep feeling you until we get there, yeah? E-Even just for 5 more minutes. N-Need to feel you.” 

He whined into the back of your neck, lightly kissing and sucking on you through his pleas.

Suguru was already this pussy drunk from just putting it in you.  

The sheer degeneracy of his desperation sent tingles down your spine straight into your cunt. Your hand shoots to grip the seat in front of you but you overshoot and don’t even notice when you knock Nanami right in the head. 

You were too busy trying to keep your own head down as you bit the hell out of your bottom lip to keep from yelping.

Only soft barely audible whines escaping you.

Nanami, ever the gentleman, thought the luggage was toppling over and you needed some assistance. He started to turn around before Shoko grabbed his arm, stopping him. 

She held up her hand signaling him to stop and wait a moment as she reached into her pocket, taking out her phone. 

A few moments pass and Nanami’s phone vibrates.

*SMS Shoko to Nanami*

Nanami sighed. 

Shoko laughed out loud. 

The exchange went unnoticed by you and Suguru, but not by Sukuna.

*Group SMS Sukuna to Shoko and Nanami*

That's when Shoko came up with a quick way to get some extra cash.

*Group SMS Shoko to Nanami, Sukuna and Choso*

And with that the bet was on.

ꨄ

“Muther– F-Fuck!” 

You gasped out loudly after a particularly big dip in the road caused you to slam down with so much force on Suguru’s impossibly girthy cock you were sure you felt that shit hit up into your tonsils.

“You ok back there, Y/N? You shouldn’t have to suffer through Toji’s god awful driving for much longer!”

Gojo looks back at you with a cheery smile, ignoring the insults tossed back at him. 

“Oh! Um, y-yeah! I-I’m ok. I-I just bumped my head again.”

Sweat was slowly rolling down your face but you still gritted your teeth into the best smile you could muster and flashed him a peace sign. 

*Group SMS Shoko re-named group chat: Team Gorilla Grip VS Team In Bros We Trust*

The text had Sukuna and Choso dying with laughter.

Nanami just shook his head, a slight grin on his lips.

Yet even still, you didn’t perceive the reactions around you.

It had taken all your focus just to flat out lie to Gojo as the only thing that was ‘bumped’ was your cervix being impaled by Suguru’s fat cockhead every time gravity hurled you back down onto his dick.

You didn’t know how much more of this you could take, your body was trembling now and surely if anyone looked back at you it would be obvious.

“T-This is so hot… you’re so hot Y/N, so naughty and so fucking nasty for me. Lying to Satoru like that.” 

Suguru nearly growled as he continued to whisper obscenities in your ear.

You bit your lip harder, gushing as you felt his throbbing inside you increase. 

Clearly he was getting off even more now that you had upped the ante to lying to his best friend while you were bouncing on his dick. 

New kink unlocked.

*Message Gojo to Shoko* 

Shoko rolled her eyes there was no fucking way they could let Gojo in on this without him ruining everything with his big mouth. 

Toji too for that matter couldn’t know. 

Well for one he sure as shit didn’t have ¥15,000.

And two, Toji wouldn’t give a single fuck and would just openly taunt you both which would also ruin the bet. 

Nothing was going to stop Shoko from winning, especially not those two clowns.

ꨄ

Suddenly, the van slows to a stop and you exhale the shaky breath you didn’t even know you were holding. 

Finally a break!

God, you were so close to cumming again and you weren’t sure this time if you could control yourself.

Suguru on the other hand seemed far less worried about control. His bun had come partially undone and strands of his long hair stuck to your face as he continued to pant into your ear.

“Why the fuck are we stopping?!” 

Sukuna was mad as hell when the van came to a halt. 

He needed to get to that villa ASAP. 

Although you and Geto had done a pretty decent job keeping the grunts and moans to a convincing level in line with the music and uncomfortableness of being tossed around the car, Sukuna could start to hear the messy ass squelching sounds coming from your cunt.

Fuck, Shoko was right. 

You did have a super soaker on you.  

Even so, Sukuna would be goddamned if he was gonna lose this bet.

The delay was caused by a sudden fork in the road that wasn’t on Y!J Maps.

Toji was unclear on the direction to take prompting Gojo to pull up a local map on the island resort’s website.

“Hmm, looks like we can go left and take the more scenic route. It's by the beach so it should be a smoother ride but add 20 minutes. Or we can continue to get tossed around on the unpaved trail, and get there in 10 minutes.”

“Beach. Now. Let’s fuckin’ go! Tired of being thrown around this fuckin tin can. Toji if you speed, we’ll get there in 10 anyway.” 

Sukuna knew Suguru wasn’t going to last the 10 more minutes of rocky terrain, he at least had a chance on a smooth sandy beach.

“But Kuna-kun–,” Shoko began with a faux sweetness in her voice. 

This elicited an annoyed growl from Sukuna who knew this bitch was about to fuck up this entire bet for him.

“We can’t drive an old van like this on the sand. What if we get stuck? You mean you’re volunteering to get out and push us? That would take even longer!”

“Excellent points, Shoko. No one wants to end up in an even worse scenario and the vehicle has held up just fine thus far.”

Nanami added, adjusting his glasses. 

He was going to enjoy taking Sukuna’s money again.

No!

You could have cried when the consensus was to continue on the bumpy road again.

You wanted to complain, to yell, plead and beg them if needed in order to take the scenic route.

You would get out and push the damn car yourself if you had to.

But you don’t dare open your mouth to even breathe as you feel Suguru start to pinch your clit as he rolls the sensitive nub between his fingers.

The last thing in the world Suguru was thinking about was directions and he couldn’t give a fuck really either way.

The car had stopped allowing your body to relax and all he wanted was to feel your tight cunt tense and squeeze on him again. 

Suguru knew he shouldn’t but he needed to fill you with his cum badly.

He was so exhausted from his late hours at the office he came straight home and went to bed. Not even having the opportunity to fist his cock to the dozens of photos and videos he saved of you.

Goddamn.

Suguru was so backed up there's no way you simply grinding on him would have ever been enough, you should have known that when you started this. 

You, his sweet, beautiful and perfect girlfriend who he loved.

Suguru also needed to make you cum again as well.

To your dismay the van continued on the rougher path and you sniffled back sobs as you bounced on Suguru’s lap once again.

The knot inside you was twisting impossibly tight from the attention Suguru was giving your clit and the new angle the van was tossing you in had him ramming into your g spot again and again.

“Cum, Y/N. I love you. Please cum for me. Make a mess baby.”

Suguru exhaled hot and heavy into your ear. He sounded absolutely rabid and practically frothing at the mouth.

You knew you loved him and were sure he really did loved you. However you didn’t think the first time you would hear those words from Suguru would be under these circumstances. 

Even so, that still didn’t stop you from being overwhelmingly happy that he finally said it out loud. It made your cunt flutter around him so tight you were practically milking him.

Suguru didn’t stop the declarations of his affections for you as he slipped more into madness from how fucking fantastic you felt on him.

God he would never go this long without fucking you again.

“Cum baby, I love you. Cum baby, I love you. Cum baby, I love you.”

The filthy mantra spilled out of Suguru’s mouth in non stop waves. He was now thrusting his hips to drive further into you.

You were reeling. It wasn’t fair how he was making you come completely undone like this.

You could only give in at this point as you became overwhelmed and tears streamed down your cheeks.

You didn’t want to admit it, but you knew Suguru already knew you thought this all was fucking hot. 

Obeying Suguru’s needy whines, with the next pinch of your clit and firm press of his palm against your lower belly you finally cum. 

Your body lurches forward and both hands fly to your mouth as you try to fold the best you can down into your knees to suppress your cries. 

The uneven terrain of the road gave you no reprieve from Suguru’s cock and you could no longer quiet the heaves of your breath from overstimulation.

Suguru was close. 

One of his hands tries to brace himself on the luggage next to him but a bag ends up tumbling forward, landing in between Nanami and Shoko.

“FF-FUCKING HELL!” 

Suguru was loud as he came deep within you. Thick ropes of his cum spurt into you like a geyser burning your insides to the point you start to convulse again as another orgasm pulses within you.

Suguru groans acting as if he is merely reacting to the luggage falling but everyone who knows better knows now the bet is now over. 

“GODDAMNIT!”

Sukuna is clearly pissed.

Nanami starts coughing to hide his laughter and Choso is nearly doubled over in tears trying to stop the snickers.

Shoko manages to keep her composure.

She turns back to see Suguru running his hand through his hair with shuddered breaths and you still folded over your knees. 

“Is Y/N, Ok Sugu? Did she get car sick?”

“Uh– Y-Yeah, Shoko… w-we’re both feeling a little sick right now.”

Suguru rubbed circles on your back to sell his lies but the knowing smile on Shoko’s face lets him know she’s not buying it.

Suguru sighed. 

Worth it though.

ꨄ

After what seems like a lifetime, the rickety old van finally arrives at the villa. 

Done in the Italian-Tuscan style the stone exterior walls, terracotta roofs and colorful floral adornments of foreign flowers really do look like the dream vacation escape Gojo had described before arriving. It was private as well, with the next villa separated by at least an acre on both sides.

“Fuckin’ finally we are here. Get me the fuck outta this piece of shit. I never want to drive with any of you again!” 

Sukuna slammed the sliding van door of the car on his side, he was a horrible sore loser.

“Dude…go get some ass and chill. It was just a little bet.” 

Choso climbed out on the opposite side with Shoko and Nanami.

He wasn't as pressed about losing ¥15,000, he was a software engineer, he could afford it.

“Gladly. Maybe I’ll even cop a chick to be my own personal cocksleeve for the ride back, I sure as shit wouldn’t bust so easily.”

Sukuna retorted.

“The fuck ya’ll on about!?” 

Toji was annoyed. 

He knew some shit was going on, but he was too busy trying to drive the miserable death trap of a van without pulling over and strangling Gojo to pay attention to anything else.

“How this dumbass lost another ¥15,000 because he thought Sugu could withstand Y/N’s gorilla grip.”

Shoko volunteered, unphased to the hardy howl of laughter coming from Toji and the incredulous disbelief radiating off of Gojo. 

Yet once again you Suguru missed the whole exchange. 

Still in the van, you both were too focused on digging through your bags in the pile of luggage to find an extra pair of shorts for Suguru. The shorts he had on at present were completely soaked with your collective fluids. 

It looked like he had pissed himself, a few times. 

So concerned with the obvious task of finding Suguru new bottoms you didn’t realize your already soggy lace thong was no barrier or help in keeping Suguru’s load inside you.

Once you both finally exit, the conversation stops and all eyes dart to you and Suguru. 

Suguru wearing a completely different set of shorts and the trail of his cum running down your legs was all the proof anyone needed.

“No wonder it smelled like fucking badussy in that van. Thought it was just the smell of pussy bitch coming off ‘em.”

Toji huffed thumbing back at Gojo.

Gojo brushed off Toji’s remark. 

He was full on pouting now as he was so much more devastated that Suguru was having that kind of fun without him knowing and no one even bothered to text him in on the bet. 

“I still can’t believe no one told me!”

“You can’t keep a secret, Satoru. Everyone knows that.” 

Nanami stated matter of factly as he calmly thumbed through his winnings.

“D’aww poor baby, you mad you weren't the one bouncing on Suggy’s lap, Toru?” 

Shoko laughed as she pushed past the gate running towards the house. 

“As the winner, I also get first dibs on rooms!”

“Hey! No fair-” 

Gojo ran after Shoko, with the rest of the group close behind.

Standing in shock, you could have died right there on your feet from embarrassment. 

You wasted no time crawling back into the van. Laying your back across the seat and covering your face with your hands.

You should just stay out here. 

In fact, you might just live out here in this shitty ass van for the rest of the trip. 

You didn’t know how you were going to look any of Suguru’s friends in the eye after this. 

You weren’t mad at Suguru or anyone else for that matter. You were just embarrassed at your own idiocy for being so swept up in the moment you actually thought you could get away with it.

Suguru, to his credit, wants to console you. 

He also knows he should probably be upset at the bet. But honestly, this out of pocket behavior is not unexpected from his friends so he is exasperated rather than upset.

This was actually pretty tame for them. 

You both kind of deserve it too he muses, for being so out of pocket yourselves acting like touch-starved horn dogs. 

Not being able to be satiated by simple fondling, you both (mostly Suguru) had escalated it to full on fucking. 

By the time Suguru figured out Shoko was texting about the both of you, it was too late to turn back.

Suguru wouldn’t mention that to you though, he didn’t want to make you feel worse. 

However, when he sees you in the van, laid on the seat with your dress bunched up across your upper thighs, all his thoughts of contrition dissipate for good.

You are unknowingly once again exposing your pretty pussy to him. 

Suguru can’t help but feel his dick, still wet from being inside you just minutes ago, throb against his new clean pair of shorts.

Suguru leans into the van, kneeling in the frame of the door and runs his hands up your thighs. 

“Y/N…?”

You are too concerned with plotting how to avoid being in the presence of any of his friends for the rest of the trip to pay attention to what he is doing.

His soothing strokes soon turn into desperate touches as he grips the edges of your sticky thong and starts peeling it right off of you. So used to him undressing you back home, your body simply complies as you lift your hips. 

Once removed he stuffs your dirtied thong in his pocket.

Not until Suguru abruptly grasps the outside of your thighs and brings your ass up to the edge of the seat do you snap out of your disparaging thoughts. 

You are fully aware of him in between your legs now looking down at your cunt as if it was a life-saving oasis.

“Y/N, my love, my pretty girl…”

Suguru was talking to you but his eyes stayed transfixed on your pussy as he loves watching his cum slowly dribble out of you. His thumb is trying to push it back inside you despite your groans and squirms.

Your heart flutters from him addressing you as my love. You are still giddy from his earlier confessions and you hadn’t even gotten the chance to say it back yet. 

Hearing distant yells from in the house, you both turn your heads towards the noise. The realization dawns on you both simultaneously that his friends were still preoccupied fighting over rooms and it would likely be a while before anyone came out for their stuff. 

A renewed hunger was roused in Suguru’s eyes and you knew what he was about to ask even before the question left his lips.

“Round 2?”

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A/N: Idk chileee lmfao. Lmk if the sms images are hard to read or aren't showing up. I wanted to do something fun/different but if its not working I will just put back the regular text.

Reblog to bounce on Suguru's cock but comments and likes are appreciated all the same!

[simp4sugu]

geto reaction to you wearing only his shirt

OVERSIZED NEVER LOOKED THIS GOOD

a/n: lore. a lot of lore. i always cannot help but write backstories. ure gonna have to bear w/ me SORRY !!!! based off of this drawing that i wanted to write sum about but then i thought why not combine it w/ this prompt. i went a little insane on this mb / tagging @papersirens @crysugu @getousex @hyomagiri @slttygeto, who else r geto fuckers

wc: 2.9k

warnings: roommate!geto, soft dom!geto, mutual pining, reader steals one of geto’s shirts, geto is also a little bit of a pervert, mentions of panty sniffing but geto doesn’t do it, m! and f! masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral / cunnilingus, slight nipple play, spitting (on ur pussy), finger sucking, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

geto was a sweet roommate.

he’s always topping up on supplies when you needed things, pushing away your hand whenever you wanted to pay. where he got all his money, you weren’t even sure. geto cleaned the house, he cooked dinner, hell, it was like you two were married at this point. even gojo had asked if he would get together with someone who wasn’t you (and of course, in classic gojo way, he was skilled in asking it in a roundabout way), geto’s firm and abrupt “no” was enough to make gojo grin from ear to ear.

even he wasn’t sure when it all started — you were always friends with the three of them, gojo and shoko and himself, participating in their antics and getting in trouble in high school. there was hardly any dull times between the four, looking at you through the lens of a friend. but when those lens started to turn blurry and black, seeing you in a new light of tighter outfits and a sweet smile that looked like it contained something hidden, suguru genuinely hoped it would all go away.

it’s not like he thought he was unattractive, but you wouldn’t go for a guy like him, someone hidden behind gojo’s bright personality or shoko’s satirical, cool demeanour. he was oh so oblivious, however, turning an unintentional blind eye when you’re hanging with gojo for the day but only because you wanted to know what birthday present would be best for him, or having a movie night with shoko only to disregard cher horowitz on the television just to ask if geto would like your new nails and hair.

the two of you were so dense when either of you were hanging with them, going on for so long even after taking a gap year for shoko’s overseas med school attachment. they assumed the two of you would’ve done something then, but it was stagnant, dry, that gojo almost wants to take matters into his own hands; so when you’re begging geto if you could room with him, since he lived near the university you were all attending together,

“suguru, pleasee— i wouldn’t wanna travel for hours on end just for like a two hour lecture.”

shoko smiles, gojo laughs, slinging an arm around you, “help your poor friend out, suguru.”

gojo torments him to no end. he doesn’t regret it one bit when your arms are thrown around his neck in a bear hug in thanks, feeling himself get hard just from the way your breasts press against his chest.

“yeah,” it’s said breathily, softly, “it’s no problem.”

suguru thanked god you hadn’t wanted to move in that very same day, cause all that could be heard throughout the small apartment was him pumping his cock to a polaroid picture of you, calling out your name softly as he came all over the photo of your bright smile. he didn’t need the fan that night, the guilt was enough to burn him alive. and after, he acted like nothing happened, except the many, many times he’d think of taking you on every surface of the house, suffering silently for an entire year as the two of you fell into routine day by day.

today might change, however, when geto hangs the last piece of clothing, something that was hardly a difficult task, but it proved to be the hardest thing to date when he’d spot the bras and underwear lying at the bottom of the basket each time he prepared to do laundry. geto wills himself to wash, hang it, and get out but he cannot tear his eyes away from the unmistakable dark spot at the centre of your panties before it’s thrown in, taunting him to just pick it up to breathe in your scent, to do something to defile it, to let his desires take over. but he wasn’t gojo, no, he’d wait all the time in the world for the right time, even if it was at the expense of a throbbing cock and flushed cheeks.

“(y/n), ’m going to the store, you want…” his voice trails off when the drawer before him shows only one clean shirt left, sighing when his favourite shirt has gone missing, again. he knows it simply by the missing tag on the top, cut off terribly by your hands on a drunk movie night. he was thankful you missed his skin by an inch, but he cherishes that shirt and night dearly. geto simply brushes off the mishap, grabbing a sweatshirt instead.

there’s a rap on your door that quells all movement from your side, fabric clutched tightly between your fingers that it hurt just a little.

“(y/n)? love? you okay?”

“y— yeah, i’m fine sugu. what did you say earlier?”

“i’m going to the store. it’s grocery day so i’ll be there for a while — need to stock the fridge up for the week. you want anything?”

geto wishes so desperately to see your face now, asking if you could go and holding a reusable bag by your side, but strangely you don’t even make a move to open the door.

“no it’s fine, and okay! i’m— uh, busy with something,” you look towards the door and back to the article of clothing in your hand, “so i’m sorry i can’t help today.”

geto’s disappointment is brief, but he recovers as soon as he hears your apology, in that sweet, honeyed voice you love to use on him, as oblivious as you were of its effect.

“’s fine, see you later!” there’s a weird and panicky bout of feeling geto gets, but he’s satisfied with the hum you sound through the door. and once the door clicks behind him, you’re unlocking your own door softly, ensuring your surroundings are safe.

geto wasn’t the only one. between your fingers were his favourite shirt, straight from the dirty laundry of last week’s load; it’s been a reoccuring thing these few weeks after realising you maybe want geto to fuck you silly. you’re sneaking around undetected with it, holding it to your nose, breathing in his natural musk. it was the one shirt you liked on him — always put on when with you — it’s like your secret little joke from that night. and it was so sinful, the way your breath hitches from just his scent, the way your panties pool with arousal.

what would it be like to actually wear it?

the thought crosses your mind and leaves just as fast, heart pounding in your chest when you realise you’ve never tried that before.

peeling off your top, you slip it on carefully, swallowing from how much larger he is than you. the sleeves extend past your elbows by a little, so much cloth on you that you’re a little lightheaded by the possibility of being geto’s, belonging to geto.

“oh god…” you sigh, feeling your pussy throb at the thought, and your hands are shy when they creep in between your thighs. they rub at your clit gently, imagining geto was doing the work instead. he’d be so gentle with his hands, cupping your thighs, spreading your legs.

you’re whining when your fingers find your way into your cunt, nose filled with the scent of geto and head filling with the repeated runnings of his tongue on you, his cock in you, his whole person devoted to you. it’s cute how you don’t know that’s already the case. your fingers are lacklustre as you pump them in and out while your other hand is busy with your clit and you look like a goddess: spread out on your bed in nothing but your roommate’s shirt, a soft, slow melody playing from your phone.

you’re so entranced by the sensations you don’t hear the front door opening and the rustle of the plastic bags (he forgot the reusable bags) containing your groceries, distracted by the phone call he’s having with gojo who teases him through the line. his best friend says stupid crap like she’s definitely into you, too. what her panties smell like? have you guys fucked yet?

the last two was enough for geto to whisper a soft satoru!, clearly displeased with the way he was asking about you, about you both that he only rolls his eyes, muttering an annoyed “i’m hanging up, you pervert. i’ll talk to you later—”

setting down the bags, he frowns again upon seeing the closed door, although not as closed you thought you left it.

“suguru— f-fuck, right there—” geto chokes on his saliva at the moans coming from behind the door, careful not to step on the wrong floorboard below him as he lines up with your room door — a terrifying feat rewarded by your needy whines begging for him. he can hear the wetness of his roommate’s cunt, and he wants to take a peak so bad; so he does just that and stiflies a groan at the sight.

your hair is splayed out all around you, pussy facing the entrance of the door just perfectly and his shirt draped over your body. it sends him into a frenzy, head reeling at seeing his shirt so oversized and so perfect over your body that he swears he cums a little at the display. your cute face scrunched up in pure pleasure, your toes curling around the bedsheets he changed for you.

oh, shit.

and geto panics when your head shoots up, eyes meeting his and your hands halting.

fuck, did i say that out loud?

you’re speechless although your reflexes cause you to close your legs immediately, scooting up the bed like you’ve just got cornered by a predator. it was similar — geto with his big, brooding self, moving slowly into the room with both hands up and a dazed look behind his eyes, you, exposed in the eyes of a hungry man who’s craved you for so many months. you like it.

“you’re— you’re wearing my shirt,” geto gulps, causing you to let out a nervous laugh.

“yea— yeah…”

geto thinks that maybe this is it. this was the moment he’s been holding back on for so long, and so he crosses that boundary into your space, stopping right at the footboard of the bed. you follow suit, going onto your hands and knees and crawling to him that he tilts his head back. everything you do drives him crazy.

suguru’s words is heavy, “you think you’re cute, hm? stealing my shirt and then moaning out my name and fingering your pussy like that…”

your breath shakes, ascending to your knees so you’d reach his height, but not quite. he tugs you closer to him.

“yeah.” it’s so quiet he almost doesn’t hear it, “been wanting you for a long time.”

your roommate hums, lips hovering over yours just by an inch. you’d probably pass out if not for your racing heart and pulsating core.

“yeah?”

you’re finished with words, resorting only to a shy nod before geto crashes his lips onto yours, wrapping the other arm around you as yours go around his neck. it’s messy, filled with drool, devouring you on the spot for teasing him for so long, mouths moving in sync with each other. there’s a soft moan that escapes your mouth when you feel him manhandle you with ease, picking you off the bed to set you down on your back gently.

“c’mon, let’s see the mess you made,” you mewl at the words but your legs are stubborn, still in disbelief at the way suguru treats you, but you let him pry your legs apart after some gentle praises. you stifle a smile when you see how geto exhales at how beautiful your pussy is, leaking from your hole while your puffy clit is begging to be touched.

“oh, she’s so fuckin’ pretty…” your roommate mumbles, intoxicated on your scent as he bends down, giving your cunt one last loving look before he looks to you with a small grin. it’s clear he cannot wait, but he pauses for the words he wants to hear.

“wan’ you to eat me out, sugu,” you’re mumbling and suguru thinks it’s so cute, only responding by giving you a peck on your inner thigh, a soft yeah? before he goes down on you.

geto’s tongue on you is slow and cautious, drawing languid circles around your clit as he plays with your thighs, moaning softly into your core.

“s’damn sweet,” you can feel the stretch of a smile before he resumes, drawing you in slowly with each lick, each suck. geto doesn’t let your arousal go to waste, using a finger to scoop up your juices before he rubs the area around your hole and then the first push into your pussy makes you let out a loud, wanton moan.

“oh— your fingers, sugu, they’re—” they’re so much thicker and longer, everything that you couldn’t feel before now feels too much and yet your cunt gives him his answer by clenching around his longer finger.

“better than yours?” he asks with a lopsided smile.

you huff in indignance — not your fault you had shorter fingers, “yeah.”

“i’ll make full use of ’em, baby,” geto gasps softly when he pushes his finger right to the hilt, obsessed with the way your hand closes around his wrist. “too much?”

you shake your head, “n-no, just— feels too good.”

your roommate laughs softly, “princess is just too sensitive.”

he’s tempted to chuckle again when he sees how the pet names affect you, but soon he’s adding a second finger and pushes in, moving at a slow speed. and then when he adds his mouth into the mix, you’re begging for him to hurry; his eyes flutter close, getting lost in everything that you dish out.

geto’s pace is routine like his life, but it’s not any less pleasurable as he curls his fingers upwards, stretching you out and hitting your spot repeatedly. he continually flicks his tongue and sucks and slurps, tasting your essence once and needing a second, third, fourth, umpteenth taste, bringing out the most delicious moans to fall from your lips. it’s like hearing aphrodite sing, and yet you cross her by miles both in beauty and voice. surely, he shouldn’t mention that out loud, but eros can’t possibly help the arrow puncturing his heart, and looking at his psyche now, he thinks you look absolutely flawless.

“f-feel so good, mmh— so deep, suguru—!” his eyes snap open to look at you with hooded lids, sending you a cheeky wink before he starts to suck on your bundle of nerves, keeping his mouth latched around it as his fingers speed up. the noises of your cunt sucking him in paired with your whines just sound so good, and the scent of his shirt is dizzying, pulling it higher and higher till it pools around your chest. you watch as geto pulls away for a second, gathering saliva in his throat before he spits on your pussy, and the action is so lewd your jaw drops and your hips start to hump against him. 

“ya like that? filthy girl,” geto smiles, rubbing his thumb into your clit and there’s that distinctive build-up in your stomach, coiling and burning until lays his tongue flat onto your cunt, pressing it deep along with the fingers that curl up in your pussy.

“su—” you don’t even have time to tell him, cumming all over his fingers and soaking the sheets, flustered at the in-awe look geto has on his face at how the shirt had ridden up, at how your hands cup your tits and play with your nipples, at how your cunt gushes so sweetly for him. he continues to pump his fingers to let you ride out your orgasm, relishing in the whine you let out when he removes his fingers.

“patience, sweetheart,” geto moves up to reach you, fingers waiting inches away from your lips. you’re taking his fingers into your mouth, keeping eye contact as you wrap your tongue around them and sucking your cum off of him, swearing lowly when you grab his wrist and shove them deeper. “but then again, we’ve been dancing around each other for too long, now.”

you smile at his allusion to the many times that the what-ifs could’ve come true, and yet now you’re tangled up like this in his shirt.

once geto’s underwear comes off, you’re gaping at the cock that he pumps, clearly looking intimidating enough that geto has a hand to your knee and kisses it gently. “we’ll make it fit, alright?”

you nod a little timidly, taking his hand off and twining your fingers, “yeah, i trust you to take care of me.” you make a quick move to remove his shirt but he stops you, saying something embarrassing about wanting to see how cute and small you look in his shirt. you’re scoffing and pushing at him later, you’re just too tall.

he takes care of you perfectly fine — when geto fully sheathes himself in you, he can only focus on your gummy walls that wrap around him fully, his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and you’re grasping at his hands that grab your hips so hard. your roommate fucks you so well, your body limp and your pussy begging to milk him dry that it spills out so much — geto groans into your neck with reddened cheeks at that later.

you’re receiving a noise warning the very next day, alongside a QR code that takes you to a link for soundproof foam, and all you can do is laugh at each other. like routine, geto is already gathering the ingredients for an apology cake, beside him right in that little kitchen in another shirt of his that starts to smell more and more like you—

as his roommate and maybe now, something more.

part two ♡

[simp4sugu]

alhaitham x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, anal fingering, double penetrating, squirting, touching yourself, cream pie, praise kink, over stimulation, cum play, oh my goodness i think that’s it haha not proof read i wrote this at 1am i don't know what came over me

“‘haitham, w-wait,” you’re breathless, body still shaking from your orgasm mere moments ago but that doesn’t stop alhaitham from rolling hips into you slow and deep, fucking his own release into you. still so very hard and not nearly satisfied yet. “‘s too much.”

“you can take it,” alhaitham coos, soothes the fat crystalline tears that roll down your cheeks, now smearing against the pillow under your head as he moves you to your side.

once he’s sure you’re settled comfortably there, one of your legs underneath him and the other draped over his hip, his cock still buried deep inside your velvety walls, he leans down with his strong arms holding him above you, folding your leg in your side, breath hot on the space below your ear.

alhaitham hair tickles you as he kitten licks your supple skin before placing a kiss below your ear as he sinks deeper into you, his voice hot and thick in your ear.

“just like that,” he groans as you take every inch of his impressive length. “you’re taking me so well sweetheart.”

“so deep,” you whimper, twisting your neck so you can see his seafoam and amber eyes full of love and lust, have him kiss your lips. when he does, he feels your squeeze around him and he swallows every little noise you give him with the picking up of his pace, the slapping of skin and lewd noises of your ever growing essence mixed with his plentiful cum.

he feels it with every sticky slap and it only fuels his insatiable need for you. it has only ever been you and he needs every bit you. 

with slowing thrusts he sits up, so easily moving your body as he pleases. first he spreads your legs wide, one hand wrapped around your ankle, dainty and trembling in his hold. long, calloused fingers collect your mix of arousal on his fingers, your sensitive pussy squeezing around him with the added sensation. 

your body is on fire, every nerve tingling and aware of your beloved's touch and the way he was devouring you with his eyes. when his fingers are covered and wet, he brings your leg down and rests it over his muscular thigh, giving him a perfect view of your ass. his fingers move there along with his gaze, sticky fingers caress your other hole, circling around the sensitive skin.

“oh - fuck,” you curse, eyes and mind hazy, the heat between your legs sparking and bringing you to another level with alhaitham inserts one finger into you tight ass, slow and gentle, respondent to how your body reacts and takes him even when he was losing himself to how fucking amazing you feel like this.

all of you is so greedy for him, pulling him in deeper until you could feel him your guts, his finger curling lightly, feeling himself through your thin walls. he still takes it slow, almost painfully so when he pulls his finger from your ass all the way to the first knuckle, his cock following and you swear you’re going to die at the emptiness but it’s only a moment before they both are buried in your warmths again.

you can’t think, can’t barely breathe, can’t control the whimpers and moans from spilling past your lips or the cries of his names that only grow in amount and volume with him repeating this motion until he falls out of sync, filling one of your holes but leaving the other but at other times giving you both, massaging you deep with his finger while his leaking tip repeatedly hits that spot within you that had you seeing stars like sparkling emerald shards behind your eyes.

“touch yourself angel,” he instructs and ever his good girl, you do as he says, your weak fingers traveling between your legs to your clit, familiar but so different for when alhaitham touches you here. 

but you still try to mimic his rousing motions, circling around and pressing into the hard bud in time with his thrusts. your fingers are quickly soaked by your fluids and grow even more drenched when you can’t help the clear liquid that slowly leaks from you.

“fuck.. that’s it,” he groans through clenched teeth. “my pretty girl.”

alhaitham feels it too, on the cusp of having you pulsating around his cock and fingers and squirting intensely but not quite moving at a pace that would allow you too. the space where you’re connected, the sheets underneath you, is so unbelievably wet. your legs are shaking, your face half buried into the pillows to hide the sounds you can’t control.

you’re not gonna last like this. you can’t when the pressure between your legs is too much, you’re crying from how utterly wonderful and overwhelming it feels and you’re begging for it when he adds another finger into your ass, deep and feeling every inch of you as he thrusts into your pussy again and again.

“‘h-’haitham! please!”

he’s not faring much better, beads of sweat traveling down the length of his spine and his temples. balls heavy and slamming into the mess you’ve both made. and when you’re begging like this, pretty and like you need it, when he’s this close from spilling into you again, he can’t deny you. 

alhaithams other hand lifts up your leg so he can get even deeper inside of you, allowing you to rub your clit better but it was so hard to do when you like a waterfall that would soon be taken over by the rapids building behind it. and it didn’t matter anyways with how quickly it comes to you, having you screaming at the messy thrusts into your holes until he’s spilling ropes of cum inside you, fingerings slowing in the tightness of your ass and he moans your name, deep and sinful, as you feel his heavy cock twitching inside of your flutter walls.

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[simp4sugu]

Confession | Kinktober

Priest Geto Suguru x AFAB Reader

Warnings: religion, sacrilege, fucking a priest, blow jobs, finger fucking, explicit language, squirting, pet names, mild gaslighting

A/N: Day three is here! This one may be offensive to anyone who is religious so please proceed with caution.

WORD COUNT: 3.6K

“Tell me, what have you come here for?” You squirmed a bit against the uncomfortable wooden chair. The box itself was pretty dim, only a small, uncovered lightbulb was illuminating the musty space. Through a mesh window on your left, the man spoke with a gentle tone. “I’ve come to confess my sins to you, father.” You couldn’t calm your racing heart, hands twisting tightly together as you mentally prepare yourself to receive his blessings. “Is that so? Please, my dear, tell me the things that haunt you.” Again, his tone was enough to make you shudder. Although it was gentle, it sparked something warm deep within your gut. 

“You see, father, I’ve been a terribly naughty girl.” You swallowed, eyes shutting slowly as you tried to focus on your own words. “Go on.” This time it was a little less gentle, a little more gruff. It made warmth flood your cheeks, your eyes blinking open in surprise. You knew what the priest looked like, having attended some of his masses before. You knew he was a devastatingly attractive man, one around your age, and one unfortunately sworn to celibacy. That, however, didn’t make you want him any less. “Father Suguru, I’ve done things I shouldn’t have… to myself.” You spoke in a low tone, listening to him hum softly before asking “Like what? What have you done to yourself?” he took the bait, your heart hammering in your chest. 

“I've touched myself, for my own pleasure.” You held your breath, vaguely certain that Father Suguru did too. After a moment of your confession hanging in the air, he spoke up. “Oh? How many times have you committed this sin?” his tone wasn’t as gentle now, rather it held a level of strain to it. You could hear him shifting in his seat on the other side of the small confessional wall. “Many times, father. I’ve lost count… which is why I’ve come to you. I want to be cleansed of my filthy acts, only your generous mercy can free my tainted soul.” You stroked his ego with each word, a devious grin plastering to your lips as you heard him clear his throat. 

“Sweet girl, by his grace I can cleanse you. But for it to truly work, I’m going to need you to be a little more specific. Tell me how you committed this act, recall one of the moments for me.” you could have choked on the little saliva that was in your mouth, heat pooling deep down as you recalled the last time you masturbated. “Oh well, last night I…” You stopped when you heard him inhale sharply, your teeth sinking into the side of your cheek before you asked “Father Suguru, are you alright?” You tried to sound innocent, praying your smirk wasn’t evident in your tone. “I-I’m alright, I was just taken by surprise. I didn’t think you’d be so bold as to touch yourself the night before coming to see me. But by all means…” his tone was mildly condescending “... go on.” 

Your thighs pressed together, alleviating the mild ache just a bit. You hadn’t even gotten into the details with him, yet you could feel your own arousal dampening your underwear. “Well, you see, I was laying in my bed all alone. I got bored, my mind wandered and I started to think about such sinful things, Father. They got the better of me and I found myself kicking off the sheets and using my hands to toy with my breasts.” You swallowed, one hand coming up to hold your breast as you spoke, as if needing a physical reminder for all the things you had done. “A-and that wasn’t enough. I felt so achy down there that I couldn’t help taking my panties off and spreading my legs…” You stopped again, letting it hang in the air as you tried to compose yourself. 

Beyond the confessional wall, Father Suguru was gritting his teeth, trying desperately to even his breathing as his cock started to strain against his pants. He wasn’t supposed to know who was sitting beside him, but your voice was recognizable. What a sinful girl you were, always attending his masses in such short sundresses. Your smile was addicting, just like the way your hips swayed as you walked up to him to chat after the mass was done. The thoughts you made him think, the things you made him feel… you must have been a temptation sent by the devil. But god dammit, it turns out he was a weak, weak man. He couldn’t resist the temptation of you for much longer he feared. Especially now. “And then what did you do?” he breathed out, quieter. 

“Father, is this really necessary?” you feigned innocence again, all the while you were slowly parting your legs. “Y-yes, go on. For your sins to be properly forgiven, you must tell me in detail.” You could hear his voice straining again, threatening to crack if you asked him something else. “Alright then…” you sighed, legs spreading enough for your hand to slip down and press on your aching cunt. You nearly whimpered, swallowing the noise by clearing your throat. “I used my hand to reach down there and play with myself.” You admitted with warm cheeks, the heat radiating from where your fingers were pressing was enough to make you squirm, the old wooden chair creaking as your hips  swivelled. Father Suguru was losing the battle, hand shakily holding his fully erect length and squeezing it roughly in hopes of helping the ache. 

“And?” he said again, as if working on autopilot. “I played with my pussy until I climaxed.” you stated boldly, using two fingers to press directly over your aching clit. You heard it loud and clear now, a deep rumbling groan from the priest beside you. “You know, such a sinful act needs more of a demonstration.” he spoke with a surprisingly level tone, letting go of his aching bulge to stand. You, on the other hand, had frozen in your seat. “A-a demonstration? Father Suguru, I just bore my soul to you by explaining verbally.” But you heard him click his tongue, “Nonsense girl, you’ve yet to bare your soul to me in any capacity.” You pushed your dress down, hand resting on your lap instead of your cunt as you straightened, Through the mesh window, you could see he was standing. “An intervention for a tainted soul like yours needs to happen face to face.” 

You couldn’t help but gasp, watching through the window as he pushed the door to the confessional open and stepped out. A moment later you were standing, shamelessly pushing the door open to stand in front of the clearly worked up priest. “Father Suguru…” you started innocently yet again, as if you weren’t the direct cause of his raging erection. His jaw was clenched tight, his hair out of its uniform bun and instead styled in a half up half down look. It only made you want him more, especially with the way his tanned cheeks were flushed red. His pupils were swallowing the pretty brown of his eyes, his fingers were tugging at the tight collar of his black clergy top. Your eyes zeroed in on the bulge in his pants before trailing back up. 

“You need to get on your knees and beg for forgiveness.” You blinked, eyes roaming the empty pews of the cathedral’s main room. His voice was echoing, sending a shiver down your spine as stain glass windows looked back at you. “Father Suguru I…” you swallowed, truly not anticipating the priest to go as far as he was. You hadn’t gotten this far in your daydreams, because you always convinced yourself the holy man wouldn’t give into temptation. Yet, you were taking a step forward, dropping to your knees before him on the cold marble floor. You felt like you should be ashamed of what you were about to do, not only in front of an altar, but with a priest… a man who swore his life to this work. 

“Don’t speak.” he commanded slowly, fixing you in place with a hard stare. Your lips closed again, any sort of reason leaving your mind as he started undoing his belt with one hand. The other came down to tuck some hair behind your ear, the motion far too gentle for the flames burning in his gaze. “Be a good girl for me, open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” You obeyed, Suguru’s eyes watched with dilated pupils as your pretty lips parted and your tongue appeared. He breathed out through his nose, leaning over you a little as his belt came undone. You flinched as he spit, saliva landing perfectly in your mouth. “Swallow it, sweet girl.” you did, eyes locking with his as you swallowed the contents in your mouth.

“You must really want forgiveness.” He mused, quickly undoing the button and zipper of his black slacks. You nodded slowly, being mindful to remain quiet just as he had asked. “Surely, this is your ticket to salvation.” You held in a gasp as Suguru pulled out his cock. It was certainly bigger than you had anticipated, tanned and long with pretty veins running up the sides. “Father Suguru… please…” you rasped, mouth watering at the sight of his pretty cock. “Atta girl, beg for your forgiveness, you can speak now.” Your lips parted, eyes trained on the oozing tip as Suguru wrapped his hand around the middle of his shaft. He was taunting you with it, moving it side to side just to watch your eyes follow it wherever it went.

“F-father Suguru I… I want to be forgiven for my sins… I want you to cleanse my soul with your gracious hands… Father Suguru please…” you begged him, breathing turning laboured as you waited for him to stop the torture and give you what you wanted. Suguru held his breath for a moment, heart racing as each syllable fell from your lips. “Please… god please.” you were breathless, eyes watering as you looked up at him. “Yes…” Suguru whispered, squeezing his length tightly before taking a half step forward. He was in mouth’s reach now, making your hips wiggle as your lips parted for him. “Please…” you said again, shivering as his second whisper of yes reached your ears. You took initiative now that he gave you his permission. 

You kept your hands folded nearly on your lap, only using your mouth to take him. With Suguru’s guidance, the weeping head of his cock was slipping between your lips. You inhaled through your nose, jaw struggling to open wide enough to accommodate him as you pushed your head further down his length. You were determined to take the priest’s entire cock, you wanted to hear his pretty moans bouncing off the walls of the cathedral. You locked eyes with him, swallowing around him just to see his eyes nearly roll back. You had to wonder if this was the first time he had ever gotten head, maybe this would be the first time he ever got to touch a woman. The idea of the priest above you being a virgin made your cunt clench around nothing. 

Suguru’s lips were parted, letting go of his cock as you began to bob your head, hands obediently on your lap. “Such a good girl… such a good girl… so so good…” be babbled softly, hands coming to cup your cheeks and guide you as his cock slipped in and out of the wet cavern of your mouth. You got off on his praise, fingers itching to sink between your thighs and toy with your clit just as you had described to father Suguru moments earlier. “So good, you’re such a good girl for not touching yourself yet. Surely you’ll be forgiven…” he groaned, head tilting back as your nose brushed the dark mess of hair at the base of his cock before you pulled back again. Each pass over your tongue, each time your throat constricted around him, it was enough to send him into a blissful state of euphoria. It was enough to make him question his beliefs. 

Your mouth was too preoccupied to ask, but you desperately wanted to touch his balls. They were sitting there, taunting you, growing shiny as your saliva cascaded down his shaft. You moved one hand, eyes still locked on his neck and chin since he was tilting his head back, to test the waters. Suguru didn’t seem to notice as your fingers danced up his thigh, tongue still lavashing him as your head moved back and forth in a steady rhythm. You hesitated for only a moment before gingerly cupping him, watching as his head shot forward to look down at you with a shocked expression. They were warm and heavy with his cum, tightening as you massaged them between your fingers. “Oh… good girl…” he said again, voice a little more broken than before as he uttered the same praise for you. 

The repetitiveness of it wasn’t an issue for you, if anything it got you going more. Every time he uttered the phrase, you felt yourself grow wetter, you were certain your panties were absolutely destroyed at this point. “I-I’m going to cum if you keep doing that… is that what you want, sweet girl?” he cooed, regaining a little composure as he spoke to you. You hummed, sending vibrations straight through him and eliciting a moan from his lips. “You want my cum, don’t you sweet girl. You want me to shoot my load right down your throat, right?” you hummed again, moaning around his twitching length as you squeezed his balls a little harder. Suguru cursed, the sound coming from the priest were enough to have your nipples bubbling, brushing uncomfortably against the material of your bra. “Fuck…fuck…” he panted, cheeks flushing a dark shade of pink as his fingers buried in your hair, no longer gentle as he rutted his hips into your mouth. 

You gagged, fully unprepared for the priest to take over the way he had, the sound echoing and only fueling the fire in his gut. Tears welled in your eyes, spilling over and down your cheeks as you let him thrust into your mouth as he pleased, fingers fisting in your hair just as your free hand fisted in the material of your sundress. You inhaled through your nose, lightheaded as the priest abused your throat to his liking. “Gonna… fuck gonna cum… oh yes, fuck… gonna cum down that pretty throat.” you whined, eyes nearly shutting before he commanded you to keep them open. “Look at me, the only way you can be forgiven is if you look at me, sweet-ah-girl.” He gritted his teeth, the pleasure ebbing up the back of his spine was going to make his knees week. Dutifully, you kept your eyes on him, watching his jaw go slack before he finally came. 

You flinched, throat constricting at the extra intrusion but relaxing a moment later. You swallowed, mildly disappointed he had waited until he was nearly down your throat to cum. You didn’t get to taste much, not until he drew his hips back and the salty taste dragged over your tongue. Suguru was panting, watching you reach up to rub your aching jaw as he tried to even his breathing. “You’re on the road to forgiveness, sweet girl. But I don’t quite think you’re there yet.” You looked at him with mild hurt, you had thought you had done so good. “Be a doll and strip for me… sit on the pew and demonstrate your sins from last night.” the priest was tucking his now softened cock away, trying to act as if he weren’t flustered in the slightest. “Father Suguru…” you spoke, voice slightly raspy from his use. 

“Yes? I believe I made myself clear.” he watched as you stood to your full height again, pulling your sundress off with no shame. You held his gaze as you pulled your ruined panties down, making sure he could see how destroyed they were before dropping them on the cold marble and walking down the few steps to the first row of pews. “I would much rather instruct you, I think it only makes sense for your pure hands to cleanse me of my sins in the deepest way.” You sat on the cold, polished wood, looking up at him where he stood on the elevated stage. He seemed to ponder your implications, huffing out a laugh before responding. “I guess that makes the most sense, you’re quite a smart, sweet girl.” You smiled at him, spreading your legs and moving to plant your feet on the pew. You were fully spread, the position mildly uncomfortable but you couldn’t really think past that point as cool air met your slick, displayed cunt. 

“Father Suguru, please… I want to be pure.” you coaxed him down, watching as he took shaky footsteps before dropping to his knees before you. “Tell me, sweet girl. Tell me how you indulged yourself and tainted your soul… let me save you.” You shivered as his fingers trialed up the bare skin of your thighs, brown eyes observing your cunt dutifully. Your hands found their home pressed flat to either side of you, supporting you against the polished wood. “My clit… I played with it until I left a wet mark on my sheets… I didn’t let myself cum for a long while…” you breathed out, watching as he nodded, cheeks red and lips glossy as his tongue swiped across them. “I see…” he started, moving one calloused finger to swipe up your slick folds. “...like this? Gentle strokes and circles, right?” he used his thumb to press against your clit, rubbing it in circles until he felt you twitch. “Y-yeah…” you sighed, head falling back. 

Suguru smirked, not moving any quicker. Your pretty sounds began to fill the empty cathedral, your arousal dripping down to the polished bench below you. He was careful with his movements, slowing until he was barely moving when he noticed you clenching around nothing, trying to draw your orgasm closer. “Be a good girl and let it happen… don’t force your body to cum because you think I’ll leave you hanging, sweet girl.” you whined, releasing the breath you didn’t know you were holding until he said that. You forced your head back down, face warm as you realized he was still intently staring at you. Granted you had done the same to him as you got him off. “Tell me, is this how you were sinning last night?” Suguru waited until you were about to speak, using two fingers and slipping them straight into your slick core. “Y-yeah…” 

Your body tensed again at the intrusion, moaning loudly as he massaged your walls. “I promise you, sweet girl, I will cleanse you.” he cooed, eyes focusing solely on you as he gauged your reactions. He would find that one particular spot, he was sure of it. “Please Father Suguru… cleanse me…” you cried out as he brushed it, a smirk curling the ends of his lips as he pressed his fingers into the front of your walls, thumb still sloppily rubbing your clit while his other hand squeezed your thigh. “S-Su…Father Suguru…” you croaked, tears leaking down your cheeks as he abused that one spongy part of your cunt. You couldn’t think straight, mind blanking completely as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. “Go on, sweet girl, cum on my fingers.” He encouraged, voice so gentle you would have never guessed he was knuckle deep in your cunt. 

Suguru could feel it of course, your walls fluttering and twitching around his fingers as more and more of your slick arousal slipped out of you and down to the pew. “I’m gonna cum… Fa-ahh” you couldn’t get the rest out, hip jerking as your orgasm hit you before you could truly prepare. You cried out, the noise bouncing off of the cathedral walls as the priest continued to finger your cunt and circle your clit with his thumb. “S-Stop oh fuck s-stop…” you wheezed out, an unfamiliar feeling building in your gut as he continued to abuse that one spot with his fingers. “No, this is what you need, sweet girl, let it happen.” he encouraged, lips parted as he watched where his fingers had disappeared inside of you very intently. Your eyes screwed shut, trying to fight off the feeling but it was useless, the priest was unrelenting in his movements. 

Shockwaves of your orgasm turned into a full blown tsunami, your head falling back as a gush of fluid sprayed out of you and onto the bench and marble floor below. You cried out, his name mixed somewhere in the jumble of your babbling, utterly embarrassed. Finally, Father Suguru stopped, withdrawing from your body entirely and getting off his knees. “Sweet girl, what a mess.” he scolded you, a devious grin on his face still as he looked your wrecked frame over. “You’ve been cleansed, pretty. But I would argue that we should double… or even triple check to make sure it’s really working.” Your body felt heavy, eyes lidded as you merely nodded, cunt still fluttering at the thought of getting more of the priest before you. 

“I’ll make sure you are pure, my sweet girl.”