hi time for unusual nsfw ask number 1 and number 48 i will certainly not use this against you in any way shape or form i am a normal princess and can be trusted with sharp objects
(also i accidentally unfollowed you for a second trying to press the ask button because sometimes i am not very smart so ignore that)
Number 1, something inviting me to come closer, like they're on their back, legs spread, looking at the camera, visibly wanting attention
Number 48, good boy if my dick's involved/im giving, good girl if my holes are involved/I'm recieving
Can't wait for these to not be used against me in any way hehe
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You as a milf and Gojo as your son’s friend. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
He’s always so flirty with you and you just brush it off because you found it cute really. The way he would send constant smirks and winks your way, leaving your son and the rest of their friends upstairs only to be in the kitchen with you. Using his usual excuse of, “if you won’t help out your mom i will.”
His hands accidentally brushing way too close to your ass which looked so damn delicious in those tight fucking pants. You couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards the white haired boy. But you were old enough to be his mother.. and he was one of your son’s closest friends.
You ignored the tingling in your stomach when you felt him creep up behind you as you bent over. His body bending to fit against yours and his hot breath fanning over your ear. “You know miss l/n.. we’d be perfect together. I may be young but i have everything to satisfy you right—” grinding his hips up into you, “here.”
“S-satoru.. you know that that’s not possible.”
“Why, hmm? I know you want me.” he smirked, kissing down your neck softly.
“No, i don’t. This is wrong.”
A lie. You did want him.
“Are you sure about that?”
“Yes.”
“Well.. i guess you won’t feel anything if i did this.”
Gojo turned you around by your waist swiftly, his lips connecting with yours while his hands roamed down your body, settling on the plush underside of your ass.
Your hands rested on his hard chest with the intention of pushing him away. Instead finding yourself letting out a satisfied moan, your fingers gripping at his shirt as he groped your soft flesh.
“Fuck what am i doing, i said this was wrong.” you said sternly to yourself, giving him one last glance before you walked out of the kitchen. Your head bowed in shame with your lip sat between your teeth.
What was wrong with you.
Is what you said over and over in your head as you found yourself bouncing on Gojo’s cock. His hands on your hips and a sadistic grin on his face as he watched you moan and whimper on top of him.
Your son had gone to pick up some food for the group, dragging his other two friends along while Gojo insisted he stayed back. Claiming that he was not feeling up to leaving the house.
“What happened to your morals huh? Thought this was wrong.” he breathed, eyes focused on the bouncing of your massive tits as you moved up and down on his cock. Rolling your hips so that his thick tip grazed along your g spot perfectly.
“Oh God—” you cried out, your stomach tightening as you dug your nails deeper into his pale shoulders. “Satoru.”
“You’re squeezing me so- shit— fucking tight ma.”
You only moaned, your vision blurry as you threw back your head with your mouth agape. His dick no doubt hitting deeper than anyone has ever reached before.
“F-fuck Satoru— you’re so- nngh, you feel so good.”
Gojo groaned loudly when you began needily rocking your hips on his cock, your mewls loud and laced with desperation. Your brain was plagued with thoughts of him. His hands, his voice, his scent.
This was so wrong, and you hated yourself for giving in. But he felt so damn good.
“Would’ve dicked you down ages ago if i knew you wanted me this badly.”
You tugged at his hair with a sultry moan, your body trembling and your eyes rolling back as you approach your high. “Satoru,” you mewled, “i’m so fucking close.”
“Yeah? Gonna cum for me sweetheart? Make a mess all over this young cock that you seem to love so much.” he rasped, his lips parted in hard pants as you clenched down on him. His dick twitching within the wetness of your pussy.
You let out a high pitched cry, back arching as you creamed his cock. Your pussy drenching his thighs.
“There we go. Look at how messy she is for me.” he groaned, leaning forward and capturing your neck in his teeth. Your head rolling to the side to give him room for his marks.
Gojo’s hold on your hips tightened, thrusting his hips roughly up into you as he chased his own orgasm. Lewd sounds of skin against skin echoing the room together with your noises.
“Fuck, what if i got you pregnant and became (your son)’s new daddy.” he chuckled darkly, letting out a chant of curses before easily slipping out of your dripping warmth. Allowing his cum to spill onto your exposed skin. Your lower belly, your pretty pussy lips, your plump thighs.
“So fuckin’ pretty. You sure this wasn’t enough to change your mind?”
You looked at him with half lidded eyes, feeling yourself grow tired as you let your head fall onto his shoulder. “N-no.. this was,” your eyelids fluttered. “..a mistake.”
Gojo only smiled, a wide one. This was only the first time and it most certainly would not be the last. He was serious about being with you. Taking care of you. And he knew that you wanted it too.
Gojo panicked when he heard the front door slam shut, looking down to see your beautiful sleeping form. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
A knock. “Hey mom have you seen Satoru anywhere?”
He was so screwed… but it was so damn worth it.
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