Pairings: PersonalTrainer!Toji X Reader
Synopsis: Your awfully vanilla husband keeps leaving you unsatisfied, though who better to fulfill those disgustingly filthy fantasies than your extremely attractive trainer, Toji Fushiguro!
Marriage wasn’t supposed to be so boring… was it?
Your husband he was a great guy i mean really. The two of you had met in high school and got married after you graduated college, the classic love story. He was sweet, never raised his voice, and always tried his hardest to give you what you wanted. Even put a gorgeous ring on your finger.
The same routine in the bedroom every time, a few kisses and a couple of slow gentle strokes, just enough to get himself off. And gosh you tried, you tried so hard to get into it but it wasn’t anything you craved.
Foreplay wasn’t even a thought between the two of you it was more of a one and done, well at least for him. You couldn’t even think of the last time he’d fucked you hard or long enough to even cum.
2 minutes in and he’s tapped out praisin’ you for how “good you were.”
“Can we try something new, maybe something a little rougher in bed baby” You’d plea, every time only to be slapped in the face with a “Maybe next time” and every time he never failed to “forget.”
The closest you’d even gotten to pleasure in the last few months was the gym. At least there you could get the satisfaction of knowing how amazing you looked even if the only man who’d had seen it never failed to leave you unsatisfied.
Nonetheless all you could do was hope that just maybe your husband could come home an actually realize how hot his wife is and fulfill all of the disgustingly filthy fantasies that kept you awake at night.
But there was one thing you’d look forward to seeing five times a week, the insanely hot trainer who always make you break a sweat.
Toji Fushiguro, a man with muscles as thick as can be. The shirt that always seemed a size too small hugging around his arms. His dark hair sticking to his forehead as he’d just gotten done with his own workout. And his beautiful green eyes that hid behind those thick dark lashes of his.
Not to mention he was your husband’s best friend.
“Down” Toji commanded, his hands hovering over your hips as he followed your movements spotting you. “Ugh, i’m so done with this” You huffed, tired, feeling him grazing against your ass, his bulge that naturally stuck out filling the space between the two of you.
“Up” He instructed once again. Your legs felt like jelly and the two hundred pounds resting on your back weren’t making things any better. But the one thing that did were the low groans leaving tojis lips as he talked you through your reps.
“One more f’me you can do it” He said breathing against your neck. His hands moving closer to your body as the bugle poked the thin fabric separating the two of you.
God did he need to be as close as he was?
His scent of sweat and cologne filled your nose, so close you could feel his breath down your neck.
“Good job, i’m proud of you for pushing your limits” He praised pushing the bar into the rack.
You batted your lashes at him, body weak with barely any energy left to give. “Toji i’m gonna fucking kill you my legs feel like shit” You muttered, instantly sitting on the nearest bench.
“Yeah, You pay for me to make your legs feel like shit so don’t complain to me about it sweetheart” He smirked. “We ain’t done just yet, You know you gotta stretch it out.”
Toji would be lying if he said this wasn’t his favorite part. Seeing you all stretched out in every position possible, hearing those low moans leave your lips every time he pushed you in a position you weren’t too flexible in. He loved every second of it.
And maybe he do get a little too touchy with you sometimes, but he always brushed it off as “just doing his job”
“Alright ma, downwards dog” he said watching your body stretch into position. Your ass stretching the fabric out on your leggings making his dick twitch ever so slightly. Toji’s hands trailed down your back guiding you. “Y’so tense, breathe out for me” He whispered, his finger tips grazing your skin sending a chill down your spine.
Keeping you in position just long enough so he could analyze the pretty arch that he’d worked so hard to deepen within the past few sessions.
“Flat on your back for me” He instructs, watching you flip over before gripping onto your thigh. His hands slowly pushing it into your chest as your knee pressed up against your breast. “Got to make sure you’re flexible” He mutters his gaze falling down your body.
You stared at him, watching his eyes ever so infatuated with your body stretching every inch of your legs out. Your brain filled with nothing but filthy thoughts. The way his hands gazed down your body and how his breath felt against your skin. The pulse between your thighs growing more intense as he touched you.
Your poor husband thinking his wife was working out, not knowing the only thing on her mind was the different ways the trainer he payed for every month could fuck her.
But no you wouldn’t cheat on him, those thoughts were just thoughts
“Are you always this intimate with your clients?” You breathe softly turning your head away from him. Your words doing nothing but make him chuckle leaving you confused. “Hmm?, i believe so but i can stop if your uncomfortable” He smirked, retracting his hand that was just inches away from your cunt.
“o-oh no wait, i was just wondering” Mentally face palming yourself in embarrassment. God were you so desperate to be touched that the man couldn’t even do the job you paid him to do.
“Jus’ like to make my clients are prepared for any other activities the do in their free time” he replied slyly earning nothing but a nod from you. You were so cute to him, how oblivious and needy you were.
Nonetheless, he knew exactly what he was doing. He just wanted to experiment to see how far you’d let him go before you said anything. How long he could hear those soft groans leave your lips, hoping maybe you let him persist.
He felt like such a perv, watching your every movements, “Spotting” you a little too closely cause “he didn’t want you to hurt yourself”, and those indecent thoughts that rotted that his brain every time you’d leave the studio of you in every position he’d stretched you out in.
Toji wasn’t an idot, he noticed the effect he had on you every time he got a little to close to an area he shouldn’t, how your body would twitch when he grazed against you ever so slightly, and the diamond sparkling on your ring finger every time you walked in.
That damn rock being the only thing preventing him from acting out his lewd fantasies on you.
What caught his eye even more was the irritation and attitude that always came with your session beneath the calm and collected face you’d put on for the public to hide your sexual frustrations.
But you were off limits, you were his best friends wife after all is what he’d say to himself every time he found himself “stretching” you out.
Well at least until he caught himself slipping.
“Ya husband fucking you right ma?” Toji questioned carelessly as his hand played with your waist band.
“What?” You stammered confused and shocked at his boldness.
“Y’always so damn tense, it’s only natural for me to ask ” He chuckles, finding your reaction nothing short of adorable.
The “professionalism” if you’d even call it that finally breaking as he asked the question he’d been pondering for weeks.
“I-i don’t think that’s any of your business- he quickly cut you off ignoring the words leaving your lips. “Not my business? c’mon i see the way you act every time i get a little too touchy with ya’ or a little to close to ya body” He remarked rolling his eyes.
He slowly pressed himself between your legs, allowing the thigh he once stretched out to fall upon his back. “It’s my business to make sure my clients leave satisfied, that’s all m’tryna do doll,” His breath heavy against you.
“We are just fine” You muttered as your voice pitched feeling the bulge in his hands graze against your cunt. You don’t know when your body got so sensitive, but maybe that’s how you ended up in this situation in the first place.
“Right, that’s why ya dripping all over me right now, huh” He teased his lips trailing down your neck. Your thighs wanting to clench together but his body prevented them from doing so.
“Toji- we really shouldn’t” You whined feeling him hit the sweet spot on your neck making you squirm.
“Need me to fuck ya right?” He muttered, leaving kisses down your jaw.
“Toji…” You bit your lip, feeling as guilty as ever. More ashamed that you were enjoying his touch than that a man who wasn’t your husband was loving on you.
Were you really going to throw everything down the drain, for a few moments of pleasure. Pleasure that you hadn’t received in what felt like centuries.
“C’mon doll, let toji fuck it all better for ya” He smiled against your skin.
“Jus’ a little bit ma, make y’feel something” He pleaded his kisses getting more and more aggressive. “…Just once” You bit your lip looking at him. It was wrong but gosh did the puddle forming between your thighs need it to be right.
And just maybe that how’s you ended up with your legs spread open in front of the will mirror. One hand wrapped around your neck forcing you to watch him. How wet you were as his long, calloused fingers dipped in your plush folds.
His other hand falling between your thighs, pressing against your clit making your hips jerk forward. He couldn’t get enough of the sight of your, how slutty you looked begging for any sort of pleasure.
“so fuckin’ soaked for me”
He messed your laced panties to the side revealing your aching bud, the breeze against it sending a shiver down your spine. His thumb swirling around your clit in circular motions, trying to find sweet spot.
And it didn’t take long for him to find it, forcing an embarrassingly loess “That’s it” to leave your lips.
It’s not like you’d never been touch before but god were you acting like a virgin right now.
“Toji” you whined feeling him slip two fingers in your already sloppy cunt. “What doll c’mon talk to me” He teased, watching your every reaction as his fingers dragged in and out of your walls. His eyes fixating on every pump that filled the room with disgustingly wet smacks.
Your staggered breath driving the bulge that lay beneath you crazy.
“I’m so close toji, i’m gonna-” his fingers thruster inside of you each time bringing you closer and closer to the orgasm you craved for so long. Slouched all sloppy and pathetically just to cum over to two fingers.
“Ya gonna make a mess f’me” he teased. Curling his fingers into your g-spot making you gasp. Letting that pit of pleasure build up in your stomach before one final pump produced a slick warm stream down his fingers.
“c-cum” your breath stuttered, thighs trembling from the prolonged high you were riding.
Every second of it turning him on as he held himself back, And gosh could you feel him. His dick throbbing on against your back, the thick precum seeping through his shorts just begging for some attention.
But Toji, he was patient enough to wait, to please you just enough to the point where he could finally fuck you how he had been waiting to for so long.
From the moment he seen that shiny fuckin’ rock appear on your ring finger.
It was then he decided he needed to feel himself inside you, to fuck and fill that precious position that his “best friend” couldn’t.
Before you could even comprehend what happened he’d flipped your body into that same beautiful arch Toji had been instilling into your body for weeks prior. Your slick streaming down your thighs as you watched Toji’s every move through the mirror.
You finally gathered yourself to speak again and only one thing had slipped through those incoherent moans of yours. “Please put it in Toji, p-please.”
“So fuckin’ needy f’me aren’t ya baby” He teased his tip kissing your cunt ever so slightly.
Your pussy ached to be filled, ached to be fucked as if it was nothing but a slutty hole waiting to be stretched out, and Toji was the one to fuck her just how she needed to be.
“can’t believe I’m the only one to have seen such a slutty face from you” he smiled feeing you wiggle beneath him, practically begging him to put himself inside.
“Nhgh toji p-please” You pleaded, your pussy desperate for some sort of attention. Not quite sure what you were begging for, just letting words fall from your mouth.
“Please what ma, go on use your words” He teased entertaining your silly babbles.
“m’gosh your so big” You whined, still trying to recover from your previous brain fuck. His girth stretching you out, filling every inch of your sweet cunt up perfectly.
“Such a slut, all wet and sloppy just for me” Toji breathed out, digging his fingers into to your his as they rolled back into his stroke deepened becoming harder. “Fuck your tight” he groaned trying to combat with how you were squeezing around him.
“Ya look so pretty creaming all over me ma, look at yourself ” Toji praised, wrapping his hand around your throat forcing you to look at him through the mirror.
“So fuckin’ pretty don’t ya agree” he praised forcing a why “yes” out of you.
Toji was so pleased with self, seeing just how cock-drunk you looked swallowing every inch of him. Your sweet walls clenching around him so tightly as if they’d never want to let go of his cock.
“Every time he fucks you you’re gonna remember just how good i filled ya up” his hips thrusting forward each stroke feeling longer and deeper as his heavy balls slapped against you.
It was such a fucking shame how well he could fill you up, how easy it was to make you come compared to your husband who seemed so fuckin useless when it came to sex.
You were so fucked out you ignored the phone ringing in your purse, but there was no way in hell you were in any position to answer it to begin with.
Your brain unable to comprehend anything besides Tojis cock stuffing you with him.
“Awe look, it’s your husband probably wondering where is wife is right about now” Toji smiled, before picking up the phone.
“Toji don’t—” you protested weakly trying to reach to phone only to fail miserably.
“She’s a little busy right now, working on stair master to get that cardio in you know the drill” He groaned, suppressing himself feeling your cunt clench around him.
His fingers shoving themselves deep into your mouth forcing you to stay quiet. All you could do was listen to Toji sweet talk and reassure your husband with nothing but meaningless lies before hearing the line click.
It was all so incomprehensible to Toji, how someone could leave their wife unsatisfied in the relationship that she’d need her own trainer just to fuck up and dazed her pretty little brain.
“How could he let you slip through his fingers so easily, i mean fuck i don’t ever wanna get out of ya”’ He pondered, watching your pretty eyes bat at him all dazed.
“don’t stop— need more” You rambled on as drool seeped from your mouth, thighs getting weaker knowing what was next.
And Toji knew it too, feeling you clench around him, damn near suffocating his cock.
“Fuck toji, m’so close” You whined
“Yeah?, go head and cum for me’” He said gripping your wait tighter. The words echoing through your head as messily came all over his cock, your body losing all support as Toji held on to you.
But no he didn’t stop there, it was addictive. Seeing how fucked out you looked cumming all over his cock, how pretty you looked riding that high like you’d never feel it again.
“Gonna fill ya up doll don’t worry” He groans, his breath rigid. Your legs shaking around him as he fucked you, filling the room with your loud incoherent babbles about how it’s too much.
Tojis hips snapping forward as his heavy balls slap against your skin his strokes slower and rougher before releasing his thick ropes of cum inside of you.
But no he doesn’t stop there.
He keeps pumping each stroke becoming sloppier and sloppier just to make your cum swirl together.
Fucking you hard enough just to see it all brim around the base of his cock.
To see the filthy mess he left inside of you for your poor husband to clean up.