Nerd!Nanami Who Whispers Filthy Praises Into Your Ear While You’re Sitting In His Lap And His Fingers

HOW THEY HIT IT FROM THE BACK [BNHA]

dabi thrusts with the weight of his 5′9″ frame, each impactful collision of his body against yours concentrated with the heat of his quirk. every slap of either his hands or stomach against the swell of your ass, burns with the heat coursing through his veins. every new impact fills you with a searing warmth and a terrifying thrill for more. whines and moans fall from your lips, provoking the brutal nature of the anti-hero,s firm grim, anchoring you to the hilt of his sheathed cock. “be a good kitten and behave, don’t make daddy mad. you wouldn’t like me when i’m mad.” scarred hands tug the back of your neck, pulling you flush against his bare torso. arms wind around your bicep, yanking you back as your feet touch the air. “fuck, fuck,” dabi hisses into your ear, the heat of his body becoming an unbearable force as every touch bruises your sore ass. the male hoisting you into the air, forcing his cock to reach sensitive spots deep inside you groans against your ear, nibbling at your lobe. you twist your neck back to bury your lips against dabi’s, swallowing the pants accenting his expressive voice. “vixen,” you hisses again, “bad little bunny, aren’tcha?” placing you back on the bed, the villain stares down at where creamy rings of cum saturated his irritated cock.

bakugou smothers you beneath his weighted, chiseled figure. dick buried, you can hardly wiggle to accomodate to the girth and length. “take it easy princess.” he growls against the back of your neck. large, calloused hands that spread your arms beneath yours, immobilizing you to the mattress gravitate to the center of your spine, the other concentrated at the back of your neck. leaning back to admire your disheveled appearance, bakugou spreads your cheeks, smirking how greedy the skin of your entrance peels back before disappearing with his sinking length. “thats it, yes.” a hiss reaches the air, one hand fisted into your locks, slamming the lonely remainder in. you mewl sharply at the rough treatment, back bowing shyly as you tighten around the intrusive member. “fuck,” he exhales shamelessly, heated voice fading across your body. “conna let me cum inside baby? you want a baby like us?” focusing his weight again in slow, aching strokes of his cock inside you, the pro hero grunts as he stills, creamy seed burying in your tummy. “my, my, look how much you came.” the blonde taunts, fingers pushing the cum around at where it leaks from your connected bodies. 

aizawa pins your legs apart, sinking in slowly inch by inch. “good boy,” he praises to your sultry whimpers, uncertain if the whines burning off your lips are of pleasure or impatience. “you can take more, you have before.” he observes, watching as your hidden features flinch at the stretch. crimson visionares glare down at how your body nurses every inch of his cock, every inch aching to breed you.“just like that, like my pretty little slut.” warm, caring hands accented with scars from his former fights trace circles down your back, comforting your moans. “more, you’re asking for all of it darling?” a smirk edges into the male’s gravely voice, weak at the sensation of you clinging to every inch he’s offered. “no more complaining then, you can handle it.” pressing a small kiss to the back of your shoulder, aizawa’s body caresses yours, hands tastiing the tension in your curling fingers. “feel me when i’m giving myself to you babe. don’t you want to feel good?” you moan wordlessly at his gentle voice.

sero binds your limbs together, ignorant to your discomfort. “bitching, again baby?” the tape quirked male tuts, observing a small sliver of drool leaking from the edge of the cellophane covering over your lips. “what was that sweetheart?” a dark wordless smirk spreads over his teasing mouth, “i can’t hear anything but my little slut whining for more. that’s right, isn’t it?” tears slide from the corner of your eyes as the sticky substance of your essence saturates his burying cock. “fuck, you’re just the tightest little thing, aren’t you. always begging for more.”

todoroki eases the tip in slowly, matching the pace with the whimpers suggesting your pleasure. “here?” he mumbles into your throat, occupied hands teasing at your nipples. “you like when i fill you slowly, share myself with you?” the fire and ice quirked male bites lovingly into your shoulder, containing a moan as he bottoms out. “don’t move, please. don’t wanna cum too soon.”

Nanami stuffing his cum back into your cunt with his fingers to make sure it takes; you squirm as the tips of his digits hit your sensitive g-spot, raw from how hard he was drilling his cock into you just moments ago.

“Fuck,” he pants, one hand splayed across your lower back, the other playing with your overstimulated clit, “look at all that—we made such a mess, huh baby?”

His palm comes down on your ass, leaving a mark for sure, after all you can muster is a whimper in response to his words.

“Use your words, pretty baby.”

“Y-yes, Ken, we m-made a mess…”

He smiles with lustful satisfaction before flipping you over beneath him. “Good girl,” he whispers as he hovers over you, “because we’re about to make an even bigger mess~”

Smth small bc I’ve been neglecting my anime husbands recently😞 I currently have a Jungkook x fem!reader concept coming out soon, so look out for that!!!! (Yk who you are anon, dw I’m making my way to your request 😌)

Haikyu men thinking of you while masturbating - Part 2

NSFW / Minors don't interact / female reader

Summary: This is the second part for timeskip Suna, Iwaizumi and Kuroo. Hope you like it and let me know what you think :)

Rintarou Suna

He feels them on his body again; these eyes. They are fixed on him as he gets out of the swimming pool, he practically feels them burning on him. Suna turns his head into your direction and you stare right back at him, peeking over your book. Your eyes widen in surprise as you realize that you’ve just been caught staring. You quickly avert your gaze, moving your book to shield your face from his gaze. He tries to keep his expression blank, but he can’t help a small, cocky smile tugging at his lips at your cute reaction.

He makes his way to his chair, which is placed just a few meters away from yours. And if you were the one staring before, it’s now his turn. You continue reading, or maybe you’re just pretending to, he's not sure. Suna observes you, his green eyes hungry. This isn’t the first time he has ogled you since you were laying there. But this time, he is shameless.

His narrow eyes are trained on your face as he watches you nibble on your bottom lip, a slight frown painted on your face. Your lips look so plush and soft. His gaze drops lower, noticing the way a single droplet of water runs down your chest, along your exposed cleavage. He notices your beautiful tummy, your gorgeous waist, your pretty legs. Your body is wet and slippery. He wonders how soft your skin would feel against his palms, as his hands smooth over your curves.

And as Rinatrou watches you, warmth spreads through his body. He gazes at your delicate hands holding your book. He is curious as to what else they can do. How would they feel tangled in his hair, holding onto him as you would pull him closer? How would your lips feel on his, kissing him, tasting each other?

He wants to tease you by biting your bottom lip softly, just like you do now. Fuck, he can’t seem to get his eyes away from you. He’s full on staring, imagining things, vast lewd scenarios. Suna swallows hard, his mouth is getting dry.

Then you turn your head, catching his eyes. Suna is completely caught off guard. He sure as hell wasn’t prepared for locking eyes with you. Suddenly, he is painfully aware of his heart pounding against his chest, fast and hard. And then a small smile spreads across your face, your eyes glinting with amusement. Oh my god.

He isn’t capable of returning your smile, he just peers at you. You’re truly breathtaking. He keeps on staring right into your captivating eyes.

Fuck, why does he feel so hot all of a sudden? He was just cooling off in the water. After a few seconds, which feel like lifetimes for Rintarou, you turn your head back, concentrating on your book. And he does the same, staring ahead of him. But he doesn’t even perceive what is going on around him.

He just notices arousal cursing through his body, making it hard for him to concentrate on anything other than you. But he ignores you sternly. And then it dawns on him, that his usual cool exterior can’t be hold up anymore. Not when he feels blood rushing down to his cock.

Suna quickly gets up, taking long strides to the changing rooms. Fuck, this really can’t be happening right now. Well, now he isn’t that cocky anymore.

He quickly shuts the door of the changing room behind him. He leans against the door, letting out a deep breath. His eyes travel down his body. Yeah, that’s bad. His dick is now full on straining against his trunks. He rubs his hand over his face, pushing his wet hair back. He has to take care of that. Now. Luckily the room is empty, so it’s now or never.

Rintarou sighs as he tugs his trunks down. His cock springs free, right into his hand, urging to get a release. Some strands of his brown hair hang into his field of vision, as he watches his fist dragging up and down his shaft. He can already see pre-cum leaking from his slit. Did you bewitch him or something?

He drags his thumb over his slit, spreading his cum. He throws his head back, a quiet grunt falling from his lips. Suna imagines you being here with him. He sees your body next to him, wet and slippery as his hands would slide up your sides, grabbing your ass, your thighs, your breasts. Your wet hair framing your face beautifully, as your eyes look at him pleadingly.

These fucking eyes. What could he discover in them, when you have your lips wrapped around his fingers, your tongue dancing around his fingertips. His other fingers buried deep in your pussy, thrusting into you painfully slow. “Messy girl” he breathes, as he imagines your arousal dripping down his hand. Suna is so wrapped up in his fantasy, the thought of someone trying to enter the room doesn’t even cross his mind. The faint possibility of it only heightens his lust.

Rintarou visualizes sinking his thick dick into your soaking hole, fucking you against the door, your thighs wrapped around his waist. Such a filthy girl, having sex in a public changing room. He suppresses a groan falling from his parted mouth, as his pace increases. He imagines you sucking his fingers again, desperately trying to muffle your whimpers and moans from spilling.

He pumps faster into his swollen tip, his hips bucking, thrusting into his fist. After a few thrust his orgasm washes over him. He cums with a staggered groan, his cum shooting out of him as he imagines cumming deep inside of you, as you clench around him, milking him dry.

Suna still pants heavily as he snaps out of his daze. He comes back into the here and now, realizing what just happened. Fuck, this might be the fastest time he has ever managed to cum.

Hajime Iwaizumi

And there you are again; Tuesday evening, as usual. Iwaizumi would lie to himself if he said he didn’t wait for you. He actually picked up a habit; going to the gym when he guesses you will be there as well.

He has seen you a few times, always looking stunning. He tries his best not to stare; there are already enough men staring at you without him. But he can’t help himself, his eyes automatically searching for you.

Today, you’re wearing tight leggings and a skimpy sports bra. Shit; it will be hard for him to concentrate on his training.

Hajime tries to ignore you, continuing his training. He lifts his weighs, does his pull-ups and deadlifts. But between every of his sets his gaze flickers to you. He tries to look respectfully. But when you start doing squats, he doesn’t know if he still looks respectfully.

His eyes are fixed on your figure as you dip down. Your ass. He really has no words. Iwaizumi can’t help wondering how it would look bare, without the bothering excuse of pants.

He reaches for his water bottle, his eyes still fixed on your form. He gulps down water, some dripping down his chin, staining his shirt. He doesn’t even notice, his gaze now trailing over your features. It doesn’t matter how many times he looks at you; your eyes still take his breath away. They are bright and beautiful. And - oh my god - they stare right back at him. He meets your piercing gaze. Shit, when did you turn your head!?

He nearly chokes on his water. Iwaizumi feels his cheeks burning, his chest tightening. Fuck. He lowers the bottle from his lips in slow-motion. This is so embarrassing. Wait - are you laughing at him? Uhm… yes. You are.

You are … smiling at him? He feels his chest warming up. Your smile is so sweet. He tries his best to return it, but he isn’t sure if any of his face muscles obey his will. And then it’s over. You turn your head again and concentrate on your work-out. Iwaizumi gives his best to follow your example, but now he is all over the place. Shit. What did you do to him?

A frown is painted on his face for the rest of his workout. He doesn’t dare to look at you anymore. When he is finished, he heads straight to the changing room. And that is when his eyes catch you again. But this time you’re behind the large glass window, in one of the class rooms. Is this - You’re attending a yoga class? His eyes goes wide. This is new. And he likes it. No. He loves it.

Hajime stands on the edge of the window, your back turned to him. He is sure he is safely hidden from your sight. And it seems that you are totally wrapped up in your practice, that you wouldn’t notice anything. At least that is what he tells himself because his eyes can’t seem to leave your figure.

His gaze lingers on you, far, far too long. He drinks up every move of yours. How you bend and flow, your body twisting in every possible position. Wow. You’re quite flexible, Iwaizumi notes. This thought alone makes his mouth run dry. He knows it’s creepy, but the rational part of his brain has shut off since you flashed him your sweet smile. Your skin is painted with a sheen layer of sweat, making your skin glow.

With every passing minute the tension in his body rises, but Hajime can’t seem to get away. He feels heat traveling down to his cock, but instead of trying to leave he just stands there, glued to the spot, continuing to watch you. Only when he hears footsteps approaching behind him, he snaps out of it and gets going.

His hurried footsteps take him to the changing room. He can feel his erection straining against his trousers. He presses the heels of his palms against his eyes and curses silently to himself. Fuck. He isn’t a teenager anymore, why is he standing here with a raging erection? Why is this happening, now of all times? Luckily, the other men in the changing room don’t seem to notice.

Iwaizumi lets out a deep sigh. He has to do something about that. Now. He quickly moves towards the bathroom, closing the door of the bathroom stall behind him.

He tugs his pants and his boxer down in one pull. His cock springs free, throbbing to get his release. He lifts the hem of his shirt, biting down onto it, because he knows; he will have trouble to stay silent. Especially, when the images of you keep flooding his mind. He knows he can’t function, if he doesn’t spill them out of him. So he spits into his hand, gripping his thick dick tightly. He starts dragging his hand along the length of his cock, his half-lidded eyes fixed on his doing. But his mind is fixed on something else.

Hajime sees you, sticking up your ass, arching your back. Sweat dripping down your chest. He can’t help wondering how your beautiful ass would feel in his hand. Kneading it, spanking it, seeing waves ripple on it as he pounds into you from behind.

His other hand steadies him on the wall of the bathroom stall as he accelerate his pace, his biceps flexing. He imagines having his way with you in his bed; bending you into every form and position he pleases. The way your pussy would feel around him, as he would thrust into you. How you would pant and whimper when he fills you up.

His hand continues dragging along the length of his dick. His shirt luckily muffles the whimper escaping his mouth, when his thumb drags along his slit, feeling pre-cum slick against his finger.

Iwaizumi wonders how well you would take him, how tight your walls would wrap around him. How loud would you cry when he makes you cream around his cock? He can only imagine the sinful sounds falling from your lips, the lewd noise of your soaking pussy filling up his room.

The grip on his cock becomes stronger, his bicep flexes as he pumps faster. His other hand on the wall holds tighter, his head dipping low as his half-lidded eyes fixate on his fist.

He watches his hand stroking up and down his cock, concentrating on his sensitive tip. Iwaizumi imagines your ass in front of him, as he cums with a muffled groan. His hips jerk into his fist, as his hot cum shoots out of him, staining his hand and dripping down onto the floor as he pants heavily.

Oh how he wishes he could paint your ass with his spent instead. But what he longs even more for, is a private workout session. He’s sure he could make it worth your while.

Tetsurou Kuroo

“Shit” Kuroo mutters under his breath. A deep sigh slips from his lips as he drags his hand over his face. He looks at the time on his computer screen; it’s already a few minutes past midnight. And he still has so much work to do.

He would argue that this isn’t entirely his fault. Well, it is. But you’re also at fault. Because no matter how hard Tetsurou tries to concentrate, his mind always wanders back to you. This isn’t a new occurrence for him. But this time, he can’t seem to banish you from his mind. Because today, for the first time, he didn’t have to stare at you from afar, like he usually does. Today, after lusting over you since you started working with him, you were alone with him for a few minutes. Alone, right next to him in his office.

And when Tetsurou thinks about that moment, he is sure, he won’t be able to finish his work without getting these thoughts of you out of his head. He takes a deep breath, loosening his tie and tilting his head back against the chair. No. No, he really shouldn’t do this. A part of him knows it’s wrong, he shouldn’t think about a colleague in such a way.

Normally, Kuroo wouldn’t entertain such thoughts about a coworker. But it’s you. With you, oh with you, it’s different. For you, he would break any rule. He feels his blood run hot, lust cursing through his weary body. It’s already so late, his mind dull from working the whole day.

So he succumbs, his hand palming his already hardened dick through his pants. He hisses quietly and he swears, he can still smell your scent lingering in his office. Kuroo takes another deep breath and recalls earlier today.

The way you came into his office, your high heels clicking on the floor. Your beautiful long legs in your black tights. Fuck, this image alone could make him cum on the spot.

He knows it has no use trying to stop here. Not when he can practically still feel you being here in the room with him.

Kuroo opens his pants, pulling down his boxers, revealing his hard and throbbing dick. He takes his cock into his hand, stroking lazily up and down. He supposes the whole building is empty, so he doesn’t bother to suppress his low groan. His half-lidded eyes are trained on the spot where you stood earlier.

He sees you standing there again, in your tight skirt. The way you hunched over to show him something on his computer screen. He could appreciate your features from up close; your striking eyes looking at him questionably, if he understood everything. The way you moved a piece of hair over your shoulder.

His hand picks up the pace slightly, as his eyes drift shut. He could have taken you right then and there. His large hands grabbing you, pulling up your skirt, feeling on you. He could rip your tights apart, revealing your panties to him. Or maybe you’re wearing stockings underneath. At this thought alone, his impatient hand speeds up the pace; pumping hurriedly into his swollen tip.

Bending you over his desk, sinking into you, noticing how wet you are for him. And he knows - he just knows - that you like that; the possibility of people hearing you as he pounds into you.

And he just imagines the pretty sounds he could elicit your plush lips. Sweet moans and whimpers falling on his ears, as he does you so good, making you feel so satisfied. “Make some noise for me” Kuroo mutters, his hand squeezing harder around his throbbing cock, as more and more sinful pictures come into his mind.

Your ass jiggling with every thrust of his, your wrists wrapped in his tie, your back arched for him. His fist squeezes his cock tighter, his strokes getting faster.

And he just envisions how it’s not his hand but your pussy around him, spasming and fluttering around his pulsing length. A few deep groans fall from Kuroo’s parted lips as he feels his orgasm nearing. He focuses on his swollen tip until he cums hard with a low groan. His hips jerk shallowly, his thighs tensing, as his hot cum drips down his balls and onto his hand.

Oh, what he would give to see his cum dripping down your thighs instead, staining your stockings white.

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now reading: education, featuring virgin!megumi

description: at a party, you finally get to learn about megumi, and you get to teach him some things too. (for @xianoii’s virgin collab!)

contents: modern au!, afab reader, tipsy sex/alcohol, pussy drunk megumi, slight overstim, oral (female receiving), pretty vanilla tbh

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your gaze lingered on megumi’s lone form on the couch, his black cloaked figure a contrast against the bright lights of the party. 

it was safe to say he was a bit of a social recluse, despite being so popular for his good lucks and admirable smarts. he never liked the popularity. never liked the crowds of people trying to gain his favour or the amount of girls at his feet. 

it was a surprise to you that he even showed up to the party. he was probably dragged by itadori and nobara, who have since left him to participate in some drinking game a few rooms over. 

crossing the room with two solo cups in your hand, you made your way to him. seating yourself beside him and holding the cup out in a silent exchange. 

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secrets that you keep; iwaizumi hajime 

synopsis; in which his best friend is secretly a camgirl. part 1, part 2 

pairings; iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre; smut

trigger warnings; i highly recommend reading the first two parts before this. they’re only drabbles that introduce everything! anyways, this is absolute filth. don’t read this if any of the stuff mentioned could trigger you, please! masturbation, camgirl stuff, one mention of the word ‘daddy,’ self choking, degradation, humiliation, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, creampie, a lot of choking, accidental breathplay, not proofread unfortunately 

she knows. 

does she? 

it’s an ongoing inner battle he’s been having for weeks now, ever since he’d been directed to that trending video of yours. he sees you in his dreams, hears you loud and clear, moaning and crying for him, and worst of all, he feels you, so perfectly, against his, around him, and it’s overwhelming in the worst way possible. even maintaining eye contact is tiresome at this point. 

but he does wonder whether you know or not, more often than he should— were you deliberately calling out for him, in hopes that he’d find this video somehow? or had you said it because you’d assumed this is your safe place, that there’s no way he’d be able to find these videos? had it been a slip up? or, more accurately, multiple slip ups? what were the chances anyways, that it had been an accident, or unintentional, or intentional and he had been losing sleep over it, or that he wasn’t the hajime you were crying out for? 

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STUCK IN THE WASHING MACHINE TROPE WITH STEPBROTHER BAKUGOU!!!

cw - SMUT, Stepcest, dubcon in the beginning, Creampie, dumbification, anal play, he's aged up to 19, dirty talk, heavy degradation and Bakugou is really really mean cause he's Bakugou duh, slight daddy kink, some bad grammar bc it's not proofread. MINORS DNI!!!!

Word count - 2350

A/n - I have no idea how someone can possibly get stuck in a washing machine but just pretend you can😔🙏

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"Katsuki Katsuki! Holy fuck are you deaf or something?! I'm stuck!" you yelled at the top of your lungs as you tried your very best to wiggle yourself out from the washing machine opening. You can't even remember how you got yourself into this fucking mess, you were just trying to look and see if there were any more clothing pieces left behind because you've been noticing a few of your panties have gone missing the past few days and it kept getting worse and worse to the point where you barely have any left to wear, you assumed it's because you accidentally kept leaving them in the washing machine and now somehow you're fucking stuck.

Heavy substantial footsteps were heard loudly outside the room before the wooden door went flying open, causing the doorknob to hit against the wall, causing a loud bang!, "The fuck do you want, can't you see I'm tryna fucking play?", the annoyed blond growled at you.

"Shut up and get me the fuck out!", You yelled annoyed, while kicking your legs back to get his attention.

"Woah some mess you got yourself into, sweetheart" he smirks slyly while analyzing the situation, staring down at your pretty ass poking out of the washing machine, barely even covered by those tight slutty shorts you always wore around the house that never failed to make his cock rock hard.

"Oh please, just shut up and get me out already", you kicked your feet back hoping that he was behind you so it would hit him. "I don't think that's how you speak to someone you're trying to get help from, princess".

You rolled your eyes at the annoying pet names he always calls you every fucking time but you've grown used to it by now but the constant teasing was so fucking annoying. "Listen are you going to help me or not?".

"That depends princess, are you gonna beg me to or not?" you wanted to punch him in the face so fucking badly, imagining the shit-eating grin he definitely has plastered on his face right now. "You're so fucking annoying! No way go to hell!" you yelled.

"Oh yeah? Is that so"

He chuckled as he bent down behind you, eyes fixated on the way the thin material hugged your ass cheeks so tightly and delicious. you're so vulnerable in this position, he could keep you there and pound your slutty little holes for hours and hours if he wants to—which is probably what he's gonna do anyways.

He pressed the pad of his thumb against your damped crotch, rubbing it slowly back and forth as he watched the way your body jolted unexpectedly.

"Wha-what are you doing! You sick fuck??" you screamed as you tried to wiggle your ass away from his hold. "Oh, come on princess, let's have some fun yeah? You might even like it" he teases before tugging down your tiny shorts, just to be greeted with your glistening dripping cunt. A string of your slick connects to the crotch of the shorts before snapping away as he pulls it down to your knee. He groaned as his eyes took in the delicious sight in front of him. "No panties? And you're fucking dripping, you probably planned this out and did this purposely just so I can come and see you like this, dirty fucking slut". he lands a harsh slap on your right ass cheek as you closed your eyes in embarrassment when you realized you're basically fucking exposed to him.

"Go to fucking hell you perv" You snapped back at him, "Oh yeah? I'm the perv?, I'm not the one fucking soaked and dripping onto the floor sweetheart". He laughs mockingly.

His dick was painfully hard and eager, straining to be released from his sweatpants, what can a man do? It's not his fault his dumb little stepsister always runs around the house with those tight little booty shorts, ass almost fully exposed, basically begging to be pounded and now he has his chance so why not take it?

He pulls his sweatpants and underwear down, thick perfectly curved dick slaps against his abdomen as pre cum oozes out of the angry red tip. he grips his fist around it before pumping himself a few times while circling your clit with his thumb, "Pretty little cunt you got here princess, been hiding this from me this whole time?"

"S-stop it Katsuki, this is wrong! You're my stepbrother, we can't do this!" you whined, it's so fucking wrong and fucked up and you sure as hell knew that, you just can't help but feel your needy cunt throbbing and yearning for more, it's only natural right?

Before you could even process anything else you felt his angry tip lining up at your entrance, his thick cock head bullying and prying it's way into your weeping tight hole before he shoves it all the way in unexpectedly, knocking the wind out of you as you hissed at the sudden pain.

"Hahh fuckk- Katsuki slow down!" you moaned as he starts thrusting his hard cock in and out of you like it was his mission to bruise and mark up your silky walls with his tip, strong hands gripping onto your waist as he stretches out your poor cunt with his fat girth, splitting that pretty little cunny in half as it drips all over him. "Holy fuckk you're so fucking tight hah- shitt", he hisses as your pussy clenches around him snugly. tightest cunt he ever fucked for sure.

He started pounding you harder, gripping the oversized T-shirt you wore as he rammed himself in the tight warm space between your thighs.

"Stupid little slut, is this what you need to shut that annoying little mouth of yours, my dick pounding this little pussy?" he took a mental note to give you exactly what you wanted when you're acting up and being a little bitchy brat to him. "Sh-ut up katsu-" shit you couldn't even form proper words to even say his fucking name. "You're the fucking worse fuh-ckk" you moaned out of pleasure. You can't even lie his cock was the best you've ever had and it's only been minutes since he started fucking you so that surely says a lot, his tip was grazing against the right spots in your hole, it's like his dick knew all the parts in cunt that would make your eyes roll to the back of your head and he was stretching your stuffy cunt with his cock soo good, it turnt you into a moaning mess.

"Oh yeah I know my cock is good you little slut, Gonna fuck you so stupid with it, you won't ever think about another guy's dick other than your stepbrother's" he smirks as he lands a hard slap on your ripped ass, watching the way the thick flesh jiggles against him, bouncing back against his pelvis as he drills himself so fucking deep inside of you. You're his little glory hole, he can stuff you full and deep of his seed and use your tight pussy for hours and fuck you so dumb that you can't even think for the rest of the week if he wants to.

He circles his thumb over your neglected butthole, the puckered hole fluttering against the pad of his thumb as he notices the way your moans got sweeter and louder at the gesture. He won't be surprised if you're a slut for anal he snooped through your room a shit ton of times looking for your dirty cum-stained panties he uses to jerk off to, to know that you have several jeweled anal plugs hidden away in your drawer.

"Mmm want me to put it in baby?" he teases, adoring the way the pink ring flutters on his thumb, soo eager and hungry to be stuffed and played with, "Ye-yes pleasee!" you hiccupped, purposely winking your hole for him desperately as a form of inviting him. "Heh, how cute" he mumbled before gathering your slick from your clit to rub it on the tiny rim before slowly sinking it in little by little. He groaned as he felt your cunt throbbing around his cock as your hungry asshole swallows his thumb into the hilt.

Heavy balls slapping against your clit as your eyes roll back to the back of your head as if you were possessed or something- or maybe you were, possessed by his fucking cock hitting your favorite spots in your hole that had you seeing stars. His cock was so fucking good, mushroom tip kissing your cervix with every single one of his mean thrusts. "Fuck wish I could play with those pretty tits" he groans, head falling back as he moans, your cunt felt like fucking heaven, so warm and tight just for him.

"Kat-Katsuki m' so close" you moaned as you felt the familiar feeling in your stomach building up, "Yeah? That fast? My cock is that good huh?".

You let out a porn star-worthy moan when you felt his thick thumb sliding in and out of your tight bullied walls, matching the rough brutal pace of the pounding he was giving your poor pussy. He lifts up one of his legs and plants his feet flat on the floor so he can drill deeper into your cunt, "Fuckk yes daddy- don't stop fuck! Please don't stop" you cried out as you felt yourself approaching your release.

He chuckled mockingly, "Daddy huh? You're such a fucking dirty whore ya know that?" he slapped your ass so fucking hard that his handprint was definitely branded on your ass cheek, "Didn't know my dear little stepsis was such a cock-hungry slut, what'd ya think mom would say if she found out her innocent daughter was milking her stepbrother's cock and calling him daddy hm? Always knew you were a whore" he smirks as you whimpered and dripped to his mean words.

He pulled his thumb out of your butthole slowly and then groaned when he saw the delicious little gape he created. He brought his thumb up to his mouth before sucking it, gathering spit onto the finger then circling it around the gaped hole.

"Fuckk would you look at that, she's all prepped and ready for my cock, maybe after I'm done stuffing your cunt, I'll fill this one up too, bet you'll fucking like that", you felt his cock throbbing like crazy in your pussy as he imagined stuffing both of holes with his bitter cum and having you all plugged up n pretty with his seed deep in your asshole and the only thing keeping it in is the princess plug you have hidden away in your drawer— buried deep inside your ass.

You almost screamed when you felt him stabbing his cock into your cunt even harder, strong hands gripping your waist tightly to keep you still as he rams his hips against yours. The friction of his heavy balls slapping your clit made it feel even better as your cunt clenches around his cock, threatening to milk his balls into your pussy. You're not surprised that Bakugou was this good at fucking, after all, he was really fucking sexy and built, of course he had a lot of experience. You cried out when you felt his fingers rubbing harsh harsh circles on your clit, "Come on slut, need ya to cum on my cock, don't make me repeat myself" he grunts, head falling back when he feels your cunny squeezing around his cock soo much fucking tighter. You closed your eyes as you felt your orgasm approaching. His thrust was so fucking brutal, it's like he has some fucking personal problem and is taking it out on your poor cunt.

Before you could process anything else, you were gushing all over his pretty cock, warm liquid squirting all over his abs and pelvis and he continues pounding you through it, he lets out a slurpy moan while laughing, "Fuckk yeah that's it baby that's it, Gooddd girl" he thrusts got sloppier and sloppier when he felt his balls tightening. He didn't expect you to fucking squirt and make a mess all over him so it drove him fucking crazy.

You felt his cock twisting against your tight walls, assuming he was about to cum. Fuck, you felt so lifeless. The only thing holding you up was Katsuki's strong grip on your waist and the washing machine because you can't even think right now, your mind fully fucking clouded with his cock bullying your poor insides, splitting your sweet cunny apart. Fuck he's so mean, you shivered when you felt his fingers digging deep into your waist.

"Fuck m'gonna cum, gonna stuff this slutty cunt so full of my seed, it'll come right out your mouth bitch" he hisses before emptying his balls in your pussy, thick ropes of cum filling up your cumdump of a hole as you cried out when you felt his angry tip pushing the cum further and further into your cunny, making sure to stuff you full and not let any of it leak out or you'd have to lick it up.

He chuckles darkly when he hears you're out of breath whimpers. "Is this what you needed? A good little filling to shut that pretty mouth of yours? Because if it's dick you need to function properly you know where to find me baby" he chuckles, slowly pulling out his still-hard cock, being sooo careful that none of the cum drips out. He lines his tip up at the entrance of your butthole, smearing the cum onto the hole as it winks at him.

"Ready for the other filling?"

part one here

fans of pornstar!gojo are starting to notice he’s not cycling through co-stars on his cam shows like he used to… not since his neighbor started showing up more regularly.

he’s put you in every position he can think of, pulled every type of orgasm out of you, called you every name (sweet and mean)—all for a live audience. you’ve come to know a few regular donors, you recognize names in his audience as people who have come back again and again to watch satoru show you off.

a few months ago, you hardly spoke to the pornstar in the apartment next to yours, and now you’re leaving things in his apartment to avoid having to run back to your own after he’s ruined your clothes, or given you a reason to brush your teeth…

now, you’re sitting between satorus spread legs, with your own legs spread to match his as you face the little camera he has set up. he’s reaching around your body to dip his hand between your thighs, rubbing at your sensitive clit as his free hand holds your chin and makes you keep your eyes on the camera.

“tell everyone who’s making you feel this good,” he says lowly. “it’s not any of the hundreds of people watching you at home, now is it?”

you shake your head and bite back a moan as satoru dips two of his fingers into you. “…no.”

he nips your ear, catching the love between his teeth and pulling back a little before pressing a kiss to the skin beneath it. “then who?”

“you.”

“good,” satoru practically sings. “maybe next show we’ll give these poor guys a chance to make you feel good, huh? we could get you a toy… let them control it while i fuck your pretty mouth, how’s that sound?”

“please,” you nod your head. satoru has unwound an exhibitionist streak in you, and it fires red at his words. he starts to fuck his fingers into you even faster, curling them up to trigger full body jolts that run through you. “god, don’t stop.”

“don’t stop?” he mocks you, voice low and teasing and so soft it’s sexual. “you wanna cum for everyone?”

a glance to his laptop screen shows you lines and lines of praises from people watching you at your most vulnerable. satoru is showing you off like a trophy and you don’t have the capacity to care when just his fingers feel this good pumping in and out of you.

you can’t keep up with the string of comments with how fast they’re moving, and how blurred your vision gets with unshed tears of pleasure. gojo releases your chin to grope at your tits, and then move that hand down your stomach to rub furious circles against your clit.

he knows exactly what he’s doing, and before you can even register it, your cumming loudly around his fingers. you’d feel bad for his neighbor if it wasn’t you—his name spills from your lips like you’re reciting gospel.

and when you ride it out and finally come down from your orgasm, you’re a panting mess of sweat and tears, but gojo is pressing a kiss to the back of your neck and then gently pushing you down and forward into doggy.

he must see how your eyes widen in the feed of his cam show, because he smiles and rubs the tip of his cock through your folds a few times before pushing into you with a deep stroke and a low groan.

“what?” he squeezes your ass. “they wanna know how fast i can get a second one out of you.”

twitter links | jjk

afab for all links ! disclaimer im poc, but only could find these links. if you have better accounts send it to me via ask box. (nsfw) highly requested and includes both sub and dom afab reader. warnings aren't listed. proceed at your own accord.

choso

link - fuckng choso during movie nigh | sub choso link - choso fucks your tits in bed link - cums on your tits link - giving choso a hj after a bad day | sub choso link - eating you out

sukuna

link - sukuna 'going easy' on you link - in his domain link - "takin it real deep, huh?" link - " you can take it" link - " spoiled girl.." link - "you can take more than that, human"

gojo

link / link - riding gojo link - "you're on birth control, right?" link - "long day at work satoru?" | sub gojo link - "pls let me have it baby" | sub gojo link - " sweet boy" | sub gojo link - someone's house party!

suguru

link - pus eating link - guided pussy eating link - "ya feel me ma?" link - tit sucking link - lazy link - make it quick

toji

link - ride ! link - "lose the attitude." link - early morning? link - breakfast in bed link - tease ! link - ones enough!

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Tw- reader is his secretary n wife!!! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ not proofread :p

Thinking about CEO Nanami fucking his hot ribbons of cum further into his secretary wife’s cunt. :3 Your upper half is craning over his polished work desk and your limbs are shaking and strained from being crammed in the same position for so fucking long.

Your once well-ironed pencil skirt is now bunched up around your waist and the pristine buttons of your white blouse struggle to contain the ripe swell of your breasts that's smushed and spilling out onto his important documents— exposing all the purple hickeys and love marks that he imprinted on you earlier for the whole world to see.

His once orderly combed golden blonde hair is now in disarray, matted with damped sweat and his bangs fell across his hazel eyes, hindering his vision as he struggled to keep up his vigorous pace— he teetered on the verge of losing his mind as he feverishly gazed down at the sight of his creamy pool of cum threatening to spill from your stretched-out hole.

Streams of his milky sperm are trailing down your tender thighs, glistening under the ambient light and pooling on the sleek marble floor. As his swollen cockhead nudges the remnants of his release deeper into the depths of your womb and stroking your overstimulated walls to the verge of tears.

You let out a high-pitched whine in response to the overwhelming overstimulation following your blissful and toe-curling orgasm just from a minute ago.

You desperately tried to wiggle your hips to detach yourself from his toned pelvis in an attempt to break free from his harsh hold which only earned you a burly groan from the blonde because of your sudden movements making his sensitive shaft drowning deeper into the tight depths of your drooling cunny. And it was obviously no use because of his unyielding grip on the sides of your ass cheeks that was leaving you trapped in his powerful grasp.

“Kennn…sir! What if someone sees—“You fussed worriedly, your heart racing as you quickly realized the precariousness of the situation. Anyone could open the door at any moment and witness their usually dignified and honorable boss entangled in such a disheveled and scandalous scene— his slacks shamelessly pulled down his ankles while he was slamming his hefty shaft and stretching out his wife's pretty cunt like a possessed madman. He’s like a whole different person this way.

You're seemingly trying your best to hold onto the desk for dear life as he frantically pounds your aching cunt with an intense rhythm, causing your tummy to press hard against the unforgiving surface and making it a challenge to keep your balance and remain upright because of how sore you are.

“Then I’ll fucking fire them, no one is stopping me from breeding my wife’s pretty pussy.” he babbled stupidly. “Can’t wait to have cute little blonde babies with your gorgeous eyes running around, darling”. His voice dripped with possessiveness and was raw with desire as he eagerly expressed his anticipation for starting a family with you. :(

You immediately whimpered at his intriguing words, your body betrays you and somehow you don’t even give a fuck about anyone seeing when you were arching your back deeper against him and pressing your chest further into the cool surface of the desk as you took the rest of his relentless pounding.

The sensation of his heavy balls rubbing against your puffy clit with each forceful thrust was practically sending you spiraling into another orgasm. He leaned over you— pressing his weight into your supple form, showering your back with a trail of fervent kisses. “You’re mine, all mine” he declared with a deep growl, his breath quickening as his throbbing cock pulsated against your slick, tight walls.

And then when you’re approaching your next orgasm, he’s babbling a bunch of shit you never even expected to hear escaping from Kento's lips. Telling you “cum for me again sweetheart, let everyone hear how fucking slutty my sweet submissive wife is”.

You made a split-second decision to glance over your shoulder and caught a glimpse of how fucked out and messy Kento looked with his tie askew, his chiseled face flushed, and beads of sweat glistening everywhere. Maybe your husband is losing his mind after all.