telling modulo!yuuji he’s too old to get it up
sometimes you and your dad’s friend, yuuji , like to go back in forth.
no not as in sex, you perverts, but as in jokes.
playful banter like how yuuji is “too old to have pink hair at his grown age” or “how you’re a little too young to be having such a mouth on you” but i guess this one struck a nerve.
both of you are sat at your family’s dinner table, awaiting for your father to get back from the store, so you decide to play your classic game in his absence to get rid of the silence.
“yeah? well, you’re too young to..uh—” yuuji attempts to interject but is dumbfounded. not many jokes against the youth for him to use.
“oooh! oooh! i have one, you’re probably too old to get it up in bed.”
you giggle. you actually fucking giggle in his face. smiling, hand coming up to cover your mouth as if you truly regretted the words that came out. staring at him with those dumb eyes of yours.
yuuji just stares at you. eyes darkening as he slowly gets up out of his seat, grabbing your jaw with his rough hands, pinching at the skin, forcing you to look up at him.
“‘m too old, huh?” he mocks, words spitting out like you just committed the worst crime to humanity. “just a pathetic old man who can’t get hard, hm? repeat your words, baby.” his thumb that was previously pinching your jaw is now dragging down your bottom lip, exposing that mean mouth of yours.
“y-yuuji..i didn’t mean it like that, i was just jokin–“ before you can even get your excuse out, yuuji forces his thumb in your wet mouth. “i said to repeat your words, god, has your dumb young brain failed you already?” he can only smile at the sight of you, eyes wide staring at him, clearly caught off guard by the flesh in your mouth pressing down on your tongue.
“i..i s-said dat yu couldwnt get it up” you managed to force the sentence out, clearly slurred and inaudible.
the way your mouth was drooling over one of his fingers, almost made him lose his mind. if your mouth felt this wet, this good, with just his fingers, imagine your filthy mouth sucking him.
“good job, sweetheart.” he smiled, “look, baby, look at how hard you made me by being a good girl. see, i can still get it up.”
your eyes peer downwards, staring at the large bulge that was practically ready to burst out of the nylon material.
yuuji grabs your hand, inching it closer to him before stopping abruptly. “but do you even deserve to touch it? you just insulting it earlier.” he pouts.
a whine comes out of you, like an actual high pitched whine from a dog. god, if you only knew how pathetic you looked. fingers twitching, salvia practically drooling out of you, and your pussy definitely dampened.
“yuuji, please..please? i deserve it, i’ll be soo good i promise.” eyes looking up at him for approval, as your free hand comes over to tug at the waistband, noticing how his hips conveniently push towards you instinctively.
“fuckk, pretty girl..you want this cock, hm? tell me what you’re gonna do.” yuuji’s hand releases from your wrist and comes up to the back of your head, stroking your hair lovingly as he awaits his response.
you smack your lips together, salvia still pooling in your mouth.
“i wanna..i want to suck your dick, yuuji… wanna put it in my mouth so you can fuck my throat.” you mewl, legs clenching together with each word you say.
yuuji bites his lip, blood rushing at the word “dick”, he pushes your head towards his crotch. “go ahead, suck it and i’ll see you even deserve to be fucked by ojisan.”
giving one good tug, his long cock bounces, slapping his stomach with a thwap. he’s curved, long, tip pink just like his hair, and flared. you could feel the blood pumping in your hands as he throbbed at your touch. he was old but his body was still youthful.
you move closer with his assistance, opening yourself to him. he tilted his head backwards, sensitive to the warmth of your mouth as you took him in. lips wrapping around only the first few inches, tongue twitching under the shaft. your nose exhaling sharply as you try to push yourself further in.
yuuji pulls your hair back, slipping you off with a pop. “how am i supposed to fuck this pretty throat if all you wanna do is devour me?” his shoulders jerk as he chuckles deeply, but before you could say something, he plunges into your mouth again.
you gag as your hands press against his hips, trying to push away from him but his hips stop you as they smack against your face.
the feeling of his cock move in your mouth with ease made you even more stupid, the intoxication of the burn, your cheeks feeling sore as you suck, and his bulbous tip tapping at the back of your throat like rewarding pats for your hard work.
yuuji lowers himself, craning his arm to reach down at the soddened spot on your shorts as he presses his two of his calloused fingers at your slit, giving playful slaps. “yer already so wet, you want me that badly huh, sweet thing?” he cooes, trying to distract himself from the sensation he hasn’t felt in years.
he finally exits your mouth, leaving your panting, trying to moisten your mouth again as a string of drool coats your chin. his tip, now red, staring straight at you like it was taunting you. “what a good little mouth, got me all lubricated so i can fuck that cute hole.” he inhales, “wonder how tight you young women are…” he looms down at you, stroking his length, staring at your legs rather than your face as if he was asking your pussy.
yuuji lifts up the bottom of your knees, letting you slip slowly down on the wooden chair so he can have full access to you. his fingers pull down your clothing unevenly, only allowing one leg to let the fabric of both your shorts and underwear to hang on your thigh, too exhilarated to even care.
“was gonna taste her, but she’s already too wet, it’s like i could just..” his body follows his words, slowly sinking the tip inside of your cunt. he hisses at the new found warmth but mostly at you clenching down on him, your pussy trying to pull him more inside. “beg. beg ojisan to put his old-man dick inside of here.”
your mouth is agape, nothing but moans are spewing out of you. “fah–fuck..o ojisan..please..please put it i-inside.” yuuji presses a kiss at your forehead, “of course, my baby, take a deep breath, okay? just because your ojisan’s favorite girl doesn’t mean he will be nice..” it’s like he was mocking you. he was already so rough before with your mouth but now his words feel drenched in honey they were so sweet and soft.
he whimpers as he thrusts slowly, moving inch by inch inside of you until he’s bottoming out. your leg is over his shoulder as his weight presses down on you like he was trying to somehow go deeper. yuuji swears in that moment, that if he could, he would want to be buried inside of you for life. you have the sweetest face below him, eyes practically going to the back of your skull just by his length, cheeks red, sweat dripping and drool still dripping out of your abused mouth.
“f-feel good?” he mutters, attempting to keep his composure but before you could nod, his hips retract and come back slamming into you again. a loud cry echoes the house as you tug at his sweatshirt, trying to stabilize yourself as he continues to his brutal thrusts.
“oho, ‘m sorry baby” he’s not. “it was an instinct, didn’t mean it..” he totally did. “plus, i love the pathetic noises that come out of you, makes me wanna go even harder.”
your tongue lolls out when his two fingers that were previously teasing you, come down again to give little rubs at your clit. yuuji groans at you squeezing him with every touch he gives you. you were made for his cock, his pathetic cock you just called dysfunctional.
“such a pretty cunt. taking me in, squeezing me so well, i might cum soon but i wanna savor this moment.” he whispers in your ear, letting the sounds of you moaning and the lewd wet slaps coat the room. “imagine if your dad walked in right now, heh, imagine how he’d feel seeing his bratty mouthed daughter get ruined by his friend.” you squealed at the idea, accidentally clenching down harder on him.
“fuckkkkk, you like that idea huh pretty girl? can feel your pussy react for you.” he grins as he quicken his pace, “we should probably make this fast then..”
his rough hands push your legs upwards, now placing you into the mating press, his cock kissing and prodding at your cervix. yuuji licked lips as he stared at you like this, ass rippling with each powerful thrust and you trying to say something but being fucked too dumb to even form words.
the circles on your clit move faster, more erratic, but never losing it’s rhythm. you felt your orgasm slowly approaching and by the yuuji was almost breathlessly pounding into you, you could tell he as too.
“yu-yuujiii, kiss. please.” you whine out somehow, hands reaching up for his face.
the grip on your legs gets tighter and his pace becomes even more intense, his face lowering to meet yours. giving you a warm kiss, covered in slobber as his tongues attempts to creep in, your mouth opening up for him as your tongues pressing against one another. yuuji nearly came at the way you moaned in his mouth, the vibration making his pulse race.
your moans increasingly getting louder as you felt the wave of euphoria hit your body hard, muscles convulsing as you tried to push yuuji away from you now. lips separating you managed to speak, “w-wait im st-fuck-still cumming! ‘s too much!” you wail out in hopes he would pity you this one time.
“i wish i could baby, but your pussy disagrees. she still needs me in her.”
you could hear the your juices drip down to the floor, frothing up and creating small bubbles. it drove you crazy that he had so much stamina for someone who was nearly eighty-five.
yuuji gives in after a few thrusts, too stimulated at your tight walls and fluids dripping down his heavy palls, pulling out of you. he gives his cock a few strokes, coating them in the milky liquid as he paints your pussy.
leaning his hand against the table to hold himself up, admiring the view before him.
“you okay? didn’t go too hard on ya for an old person, hm?”
as you manage to catch your breath, you roll your eyes, “it was–inhale–a joke!”
yuji can only frown again as he leans over to get the tissues on the table, wiping himself pitifully. “wasnt funny..you young people have no heart.”
you raise a brow at him, legs still spread and messy. “we have no heart? you didn’t even bother to clean me up!”
he chuckles once more, “you think im going to waste all of that? nono, while you were sucking me off, your dad sent a text that he was stuck in traffic. we still have so much to do sweetheart.”
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