*slams fists on table* I want ushijima to fuck me against the kitchen counter
He comes home from practice tired, exhausted, but the mere sight of your body makes him fell so much better. And a little bit turned on.
Before you know it youβre bent down on the cold surface and heβs stretching you out on his cock. He pounds mercilessly against you, and lifts one of your legs up to get the angle that had you seeing stars. His cock head hitting your sweet spot over and over again.
Thereβs nothing lovingly about the way heβs fucking you, except for the occasional praises.
βYouβre taking it so wellβ
βIβm gonna have to fuck your sweet little pussy more often, itβs so goodβ
βI want you to cum around my cock like the good girl you are...β
And other mindless praises leave his lips. Mindless, because the way youβre squeezing and clenching around him like that makes his mind hazy. He canβt tell the difference from many things, everything seems blurry. Everything except the way youβre rutting your hips back to meet his, he can tell that apart from anything.
βPlease, please fuck me W-Wakatoshi-!β You whine.
βI am fucking youβ he says in a questioning voice, as if to confirm you really want what you just said. Truth is you donβt even know what you said, everything thatβs slipping out of your mouth is dumb words your mind can barely process before muttering. Itβs embarrassing how stupid you go for his cock.
βHarder!β You sigh, approaching your high. Youβre on the verge of an orgasm and he knows it, heβd already memorized all the signs your alluring body would give him beforehand.
Doing just as you asked, he fucked you with more vigor, if possible. He was already desperate for release, from the moment he stepped foot into the house and saw your figure standing in the kitchen, he knew he wanted to cum inside that needy cunt.
And thatβs just what he did. The second he started shooting white ropes of slick inside your hole, he stilled. He wanted to savor the moment, the feeling of your cunt milking him as you basked in your own orgasm.
He would cherish you, his lovely wife, and pick you up while still inside you, leading you to the bed to finish what youβd started.
