Dating a very shy man who also happens to be a virgin and insists on taking it slow.
Which of course you don’t mind because you love him and things are going so so well! You wouldn’t wanna mess it up by being horny but he doesn’t make it easy for you. Like now, the two of you have had a few glasses of wine between the both of you and it’s like all of the pent up sexual frustration comes back with a deep throb in your pussy. He’s laying back against the bed, eyes scanning your face as the movie finishes on the screen and the credits begin to roll. You toss your leg up so it drapes across his lap and your warm cunt gains a glint of satisfaction by resting against his thigh. He doesn’t even seem to pick up on anything, he just leans down and presses a kiss to your lips and it’s slow, dangerously slow. His tongue slides over your bottom lip and slips into your mouth and you can’t seem to fight the moan that slips from your mouth out of pure desire for the man in front of you. Your hips, albeit slow, moved with a desperation. Your hips were stuttering as you deepened the kiss. His hands slid down your body, one inching down your back and the other gripping the thigh you caged him to the bed with. Somehow it escalates even further, you end up on top of him entirely. Pussy resting directly over the bulge in his shorts, rocking back and forth with so much want that the bed beneath you squeaks as result. You can feel the knot in your stomach tightening with each movement of your hips, all the while the two of you haven’t stopped kissing once. His hands are squeezing your sides, his hips bucking upwards without any hesitation until he simply…stops? You’re confused and you pull away with hazy eyes and swollen lips and he looks up at you with a nervous expression and messy hair and you can feel the way he’s throbbing underneath you. All for you and yet-
“I-I think we should stop here” he says, clearing his throat following a nerdy crack in his voice.
“No no you’re right” you say and scurry off of the man’s lap, eyes immediately finding the obvious wet patch you left on his shorts and your cheeks heat up at your desire being so obvious.
He doesn’t mention it he just pulls you back into his chest and kisses the top of your head, snuggling like nothing ever happened and you wonder if anyone’s ever died of sexual frustration before.
Dating a very shy man who also happens to be a virgin and insists on taking it slow.
Which of course you don’t mind because you love him and things are going so so well! You wouldn’t wanna mess it up by being horny but he doesn’t make it easy for you. Like now, the two of you have had a few glasses of wine between the both of you and it’s like all of the pent up sexual frustration comes back with a deep throb in your pussy. He’s laying back against the bed, eyes scanning your face as the movie finishes on the screen and the credits begin to roll. You toss your leg up so it drapes across his lap and your warm cunt gains a glint of satisfaction by resting against his thigh. He doesn’t even seem to pick up on anything, he just leans down and presses a kiss to your lips and it’s slow, dangerously slow. His tongue slides over your bottom lip and slips into your mouth and you can’t seem to fight the moan that slips from your mouth out of pure desire for the man in front of you. Your hips, albeit slow, moved with a desperation. Your hips were stuttering as you deepened the kiss. His hands slid down your body, one inching down your back and the other gripping the thigh you caged him to the bed with. Somehow it escalates even further, you end up on top of him entirely. Pussy resting directly over the bulge in his shorts, rocking back and forth with so much want that the bed beneath you squeaks as result. You can feel the knot in your stomach tightening with each movement of your hips, all the while the two of you haven’t stopped kissing once. His hands are squeezing your sides, his hips bucking upwards without any hesitation until he simply…stops? You’re confused and you pull away with hazy eyes and swollen lips and he looks up at you with a nervous expression and messy hair and you can feel the way he’s throbbing underneath you. All for you and yet-
“I-I think we should stop here” he says, clearing his throat following a nerdy crack in his voice.
“No no you’re right” you say and scurry off of the man’s lap, eyes immediately finding the obvious wet patch you left on his shorts and your cheeks heat up at your desire being so obvious.
He doesn’t mention it he just pulls you back into his chest and kisses the top of your head, snuggling like nothing ever happened and you wonder if anyone’s ever died of sexual frustration before.
guys...I'm just thinking about omega! reader that's best friends with alpha! gojo and one night during a party everyone drunkenly decides to play 7 minutes in heaven and of course you're put in with gojo and it's the hardest thing you've ever had to do. yes you're best friends but you've always had a little bit (a huge bit) of a crush on him. you don't want to ruin your friendship with him and plus he sees you as his bro, nothing more. which is why you were so confused why after maybe 3 minutes gojo's scent starts to fill the closet, it warm husky like vanilla and firewood. fierce yet sweet just like he was.
"gojo...you feelin' okay? it's starting to smell in here.."
"you look really gorgeous tonight you know that?"
"pfft- you're so random what are you even saying?"
he takes a step towards you. "I mean it"
"you say that to every omega" you say half jokingly but part of you sort of means it. he was a flirt and everybody knew that.
he walks closer to you and eventually his body is slightly pressed into yours, but the physical touch wasn't even what overwhelmed you. it was his smell. it was strong, heady and aroused.
"gojo...be honest, what's really going on with you?"
"I realized something the other day..suguru made fun of me for being so late to catch on but..I need you"
you take a sharp inhale and suddenly your dizzy, knees starting to feel weak and oh- he's going into rut and it's clouding your senses.
"you don't know what you're saying..you don't mean this it's just your rut-"
"it's not..I know it's not because even when I'm not in rut, I need you.”
"what did suguru even say to you?” you ask, your head feeling like it was full of cotton.
"that you're a really good omega. that you're caring, you're gentle, generous. he told me I was blind for not seeing it, for not seeing you." he roughly ran a hand through his hair even though Geto was his packmate hearing him say those things about you made Gojo feel uneasy, "he also told me that you happen to like me"
"l-like..? I don't-"
"well I like you"
"Gojo.."
His words, his smell. It became too much for you, you turn your head to the left and squeezed your eyes shut. There was no way this was real.
“Please..” he presses his hard cock against your tummy and you feel a whimper rise in your throat. “You can feel ’m not lying, right?”
Too much. It was becoming too much. Your thread of self respect was wearing thin. You were in a closet at a party, your friends outside and yet all your senses were telling you to strip down naked and let the man in front of you fuck you until you couldn't walk. His breath is fanning against your face, his hand brings your face to back to him.
When you do your heart races faster in your chest, his eyes were cloudy and he looked like he was starving. He smushed his lips against yours, the kiss was scalding hot and took the breath out of your lungs.
Your hands moved without realizing it, gripping the fabric of your dress up and scrunching it under your boobs. Gojo sinks to his knees and carefully lifts one of your legs onto his shoulder. He leans forward and inhales deeply, the scent of your wet pussy making his eyes roll back into his head and his cock beat like a drum in his pants.
Your hands run through his snowy white locs and you tug his head down towards your aching cunt and his nose nudges your clit and you mewl. He snakes his tongue out of his mouth and draws tight circles around your clit. You suck in a harsh breath and your mouth slacks open. It’s so fucking good it’s unfair, you’re already about to come.
Gojo’s mouth pulls away and your clit is swollen and twitching, begging for his mouth again. But instead you’re met with a pressure right against your slick cunt. Gojo’s fingers push into your cunt and your knee buckles under your weight but his hands grip the back of your thigh and stabilize you and your tummy flips with butterflies. He’s so attentive to you. your alpha.
After one too many scrapes of his fingers against the textured spot inside of you that made electricity spark across your body you were on the verge of cumming but internally your omega mewled. she'd been waiting too long for this, you have been waiting so long for Gojo to see you so you nudged his cock with your foot.
"Time's almost up..." you say breathlessly and he didn't need a harder push before he rushed to his feet, hands clumsily undo his belt before shimmying down his jeans and letting his cock spring free. At the sight, you could feel the wetness pour from between your legs and the smell of your sex and arousal flooded the already stuffy room. The smell of you was so strong he could taste you in the back of his throat.
In a swift motion he lowered you onto the floor on your back as he hurriedly spread your legs and swallowed as he pressed the dull tip of his cock inside of you and in one full thrust he was fully seated inside of you. you both moaned at the feeling of finally being connected. his cock was so thick that it stretched you to your limit, sensing the tension gojo leans down and peppers kisses along your jaw and neck causing you to purr softly in his ear.
Once his hips begin moving, they don't stop. it's like he's trying to claim you with every thrust. He pulls his cock all the way out to the tip before slamming his cock back in, he doesn't want to stop not with the way your pussy. squeezed him each and every time he pulled out like it was sad to see him go. He doesn't think he's ever felt pleasure like this and from the look on your face you haven't either. Your expression is obscene, eyes rolled back, top half arching off of the floor of the closet as meaningless moans and phrases slip from your mouth.
You can feel your orgasm approaching and so does gojo, his cock can feel how you twitch and spasm around him and it's driving him insane. he can feel the base of his cock throb angrily, his knot ready to finally claim you as his once and for all but you both know what needs to happen first, what needs to happen in order for you two to make it official.
You look up at him with knowing eyes and he presses a hot kiss to your lips, hips not missing a beat as his gives you one final thrust and his canines appear from behind his lips and he bites the side of your neck, hard, pushing you over the edge. Your vision goes white as your orgasm hits you. Gojo spends time licking the fresh wound while you slowly come back to, the feeling of his knot inside of you bringing a comfort.
"Mine. minemineminemine" he says under his breath to himself and you can't help but chuckle and run your fingers through the white locks on his head.
"I'm still gonna kill suguru..." you say to him and he laughs before giving you another kiss.
You don’t have to tell older boyfriend price that you have a praise kink btw he can read you like a book and notices immediately how much your eyes lighten up when he tells you that you’ve done a great job and that he’s proud of how hard you work.
"we're not dating, i was just nervous to start my own agency so i moved next door to jirou's agency."
you freeze.
this entire time you thought they were together, you hear mina question if that's really the truth and you can't help yourself to do the same, "is that true kaminari?"
denki turns to you, "yeah of course it is," he smiles and he must have been drinking more than you thought because you noticed his cheeks were pink when he looked at you. "and how many times do i have to tell you, it's denki remember? you call everyone else by their first name."
you don't have a crush on any of the others though.
you laugh and roll your eyes, hoping that someone veers the conversion away from the topic. someone does but not for long. "that villain was a pain last week, both of our agencies combined had to deal with him. denki didn't you have to get one of your sidekicks involved?" denki glances at her but doesn't verbally reply, answering with 'mmhmm,' before directing his attention back to you.
"i'm serious y'know? you always call ashido by her first name, you've been doing it since ua and now you call the others by their first name too. it's only fair that you do the same with me, plus everyone calls you by your first name, including me." he says that so nonchalantly, like it's not a big deal, but every time he says your name your heart beats so quickly you can hear it in your ears and the butterflies in your stomach erupt, making your body feel warm and tingly.
"yeah, maybe..." you swirl your drink in your hand, similar to wine tasting but with your fruity cocktail, trying to take your mind off how his name would sound coming out your mouth.
denki puts his elbow on the table, resting his cheek on his palm and not taking his eyes off you. times like these remind you of how incredibly attractive he is and you swear his eyes flick over to your breasts but you quickly dismiss it- denki would never look at you like that.
denki wouldn't take an interest in you, even after finding out he's not with jirou it doesn't mean that he likes you more than a friend.
just because he always slides into the seat next to you in gatherings and always buys you drinks, it doesn't mean anything. nor does it when he always insist on walking you home and sends you texts that read as gentle and tender when he see's a negative headline in a tabloid about you.
it doesn't mean anything when he delicately tipped your chin up to look at him when the new years countdown reached to the end and kissed you like it was the only thing that matters.
he would never find you attractive, you're not his type, with a soft body and someone unassuming and wanting to stay out of the limelight. you know his type, you've seen the girls that he goes home with, they're nothing like you.
you have no idea how wrong you are about his type. his type is you.
what about reader being both terrified of and enamored with the pair of vampires that recently joined her media and society course. since the first day—the duo have been nothing but secretive whispers and piercing stares your direction. you find yourself alone one time at a lame bingo event hosted in a hall of one of your main buildings, your roommate begged you “they have Lego sets as prizes” she insisted but you find yourself yawning and unable to keep your eyes open and with a whole 50 minutes left in the event you squeezed her shoulder before whispering something about needing air or the bathroom before you snuck out of the crowded space and into one of the ‘empty’ classrooms. except it wasn’t exactly empty. your otherworldly classmates sat on the desk meant for the professor but they instead were all over each other, a flurry of hot kisses and bites and spit. you audibly gasped and it caused the two of them to pause, both of their heads snapping to you. you turned around to leave but suddenly they were in front of you, bodies looming over your smaller frame.
"Oh. It's just the girl from class sugu... " gojo says first, bright blue eyes trained on every micro-movement that your face makes. like he's studying you and it generates a shiver that rolls down your spine.
"S-sorry!" you cleared your throat, "I was just trying to get some air and happened to see haha.." you try and explain but suguru just cocks his head to the side. doesn't say anything to you just yet, his purple eyes are low and glaring.
"You were right toru. she does like us” geto says and your face burns, your heart betrays you and picks up in its speed.
“What..? this is a misunderstanding if I could just—” you tried side stepping the tall man but he moved with you, blocking your exit.
“So you don’t like us?” satoru asks, his bright blue eyes curiously staring at you, his mouth slightly screwed into an adorable pout that you couldn’t help but notice. you noticed everything about them.
“Like? Well..” you took a step back. “I-it’s nothing like that I just think you guys a-are cool that’s all” you say but geto’s face doesn’t move
"Watching us in class, your heartbeat doubles as if you've run a marathon or like you've seen a ghost" suguru says with a flash of his fangs and you can feel the way your panties soak. even if you were scared of them it didn't mean they didn't arouse you.
"You know we have a superb sense of smell right?" gojo says, before you realize he's behind you. hands squeezing your waist.
"What's that supposed to mean?" you ask shakily and geto lets out a low grumble that comes from deep in his chest and gojo snickers before saying, "We can smell just how wet you are"
note: I quite literally never see any jealous reader smut and im sickkk there needs to be more and I'm here to provide it. also idk why I made nanami so hungry haha
→ toji fushiguro
toji doesn't mean to be, but he's just so naturally charming and it's part of what made you fall for him but it's also what draws other people to him and it makes you insanely jealous.
he's good at soothing you though. he's very direct with his reassurance and it always leaves you ready to bend over for him.
walking into the apartment, toji already knew that you were upset. there was some girl at the supermarket who just wouldn't stop flirting with him and on top of that she completely ignored you the entire time she rang the two of you up. you angrily tossed your purse on the couch and folded your arms. toji sat next to you after putting away your mini grocery haul.
"are you going to sulk forever pretty?" he asks with a snicker and you shove him with your elbow, not hard but hard enough to let him know you did not find this funny.
"ouch. can't you give me a chance to tell you how you're the most gorgeous thing in the world?" he asks and this time you stare at him blankly. he sighs at your lukewarm reaction, guess this girl really got under your skin.
he takes your hand and places it right over his bulge. "feel that pretty?" and you swallow, feeling the cock twitch in your palm, "that's all because I'm sittin' this close to you, can smell you, you know what that does to my cock?" he sighs and you press your thighs together, hand jerking back subconsciously.
"nuh uh, don't try and run now, I wanna fuck you baby. all I ever wanna do, when you're just waking up, just getting off work and especially when you get all pouty because you want me to yourself"
"toji.." you whine and he knows what you need. and boy does he give it to you. he's made you cum at least three times now and he can't stop until your legs can no longer afford to stay in the bent position he has them in, pressed closed and pushed against your chest. the position only made you shiver and your eyes roll back into your head. you could feel the entirety of him like this, all 8 inches rubbing relentlessly against every sensitive spot in your canal.
your toes curled as you cried, "toji..toji..toji" mesmerized by the feeling of his thick tip hitting that spot right in front of your cervix making your pussy spasm and leak uncontrollably. it was a mess, the couch was damp by now with sweat and your cum and your pussy just couldn't stop spraying toji, not when his girthy shaft slid back and forth over your g-spot with ease.
"..again! cumming again!" you squeak and toji grunts, "that's a good girl pretty, soak my cock, claim it baby, it belongs to you right?"
his words only pushed you over the edge, your cunt clamped down around him like the grip of a snake. it made the man above you throb inside of you while you squirted yet again drenching the fabric of his t-shirt and the couch below you.
→ nanami kento
he is such a gentleman and I think that draws people to him its awful
but he's never the type to indulge or engage with anyone flirting with him and in fact he's always talking to someone about you in some way or the other.
"work wife, huh?" you say to your husband the moment the two of you enter your house. he doesn't say anything at first, simply takes your heels off for you and takes your purse as usual and it upsets you.
the two of you just got back from a work dinner where one his coworkers was a bit too friendly with him. maybe it was the three glasses of wine she had but she wouldn't stop referring to herself as his 'work wife' while you, his actual wife, was sitting right there.
kento shut it down, of course. at every instance he gracefully made it known that there was only one love of his life but still, something in your gut just felt sick at even the thought of another woman thinking she could be the wife of nanami kento.
you huffed and padded upstairs to your room with kento hot on your trial.
"sweetheart, you know that there's no other woman for me, right?" he asks as he sets your shoes down back in your closet and he unpacks your purse for you before hanging it up with your others.
"yeah" you say as you fumble with your dress's zipper frustrated.
he walks behind you and rests his hands on your waist, slowly caressing upwards until he undoes the zipper and the dress slips off of you, leaving you bare. much to his surprise.
"sweetheart?" he asks, hands wandering across the expanse of your naked form. his warm hands stopping to caress your breasts and ghost his fingers over your pert nipples.
"mm..wanted to surprise you" you moan softly, hips grinding back against the fabric of his trousers where you feel the twitching of his cock stirring awake.
"but I feel like you should earn it..afterall you had other women claiming to be your wife kento, don't you think you should be punished?"
his hips thrust forward at your open display of jealously, cock now fully hard and straining against two layers of fabric he wore.
"you're absolutely right sweetie, what did you have in mind?" he asks with a slight waver to his voice.
and what you had in mind to kento was even hotter than he could have possibly conjured up within the dirty fantasies of his mind.
you laid the man bare underneath you, his arms tied albeit lazily with his ties. his cock was as hard as a rock, all 7.5 inches throbbing against his abdomen, tip leaky and red from underuse. you hovered over his face, pussy dripping arousal on his chin and mouth.
"this is all you get kento. maybe if you beg I'll let you taste me" you say as you use your hand to play with your pussy right over the man's face, rubbing circles over your clit until your body hunched forward and your hole clenched endlessly around nothing.
"please, please angel. I'll eat you up so good, promise. just let me-" nanami pleads but you cut him off by sliding your ring and middle fingers into your soaking wet pussy. the moan you let out from the feeling of your fingers sinking into your plushness made his cock jerk forward involuntarily. eager and desperate for any bit of yourself you're willing to give him.
"n-no kento..you just watch until I say so" you whimper as you begin to pump your fingers in and out of yourself at an excruciatingly slow pace, you wanted him to suffer a tiny bit longer.
for kento, this was torture. watching the woman of his dreams hold her sweet pussy inches away from his face and just making him watch as the love of his life pleasures herself and he can't do anything but swallow the saliva in his mouth and spill pre-cum all over himself.
after you've decided he's suffered enough you direct him, "open up baby, this is what you wanted, right? to be suffocated by my pussy?"
he nods dumbly over and over again while you lower yourself down onto his face and the moment your cunt makes contact with his mouth you're already letting out a sultry moan of his name. and he frees himself from the ties and grips your ass with both hands and spreads it apart while he rocks your hips back and forth over his tongue until you saw stars.
when ur dating yuuji and u ask him if he’s sure he even likes u a few months in bc ur insecure and then he shows u the folder in his phone where it’s just videos of him getting off before u started dating .. cum tributes him whining your name into his basketball jersey ohhhhh im sick
im still turning over the idea but I dont think you have a very romantic first time with your knight husband. he's home for a fortnight and you gather the courage to do to his quarters one night. he's half dressed, body darkened from the sun and heavily scarred, muscles soft from good meals-
"We should consummate the marriage."
He turns away.
"That isn't necessary."
"It is."
The two of you watch each other for a long while, stuck there, in uncertainty. He always watches you with wide eyes and you nearly laugh when you realize he reminds you of a deer in the tree-line, debating whether the hide or flee.
"I have never done any of this," you admit. "I will not be as impressive as others you may have-"
"That is the second time you have implied I have other lovers." Your husband cuts in. "I have devoted myself to you. I will not stray."
roommate who insists to you that he likes being used by you. he doesn't think of it as weird when you straddle his hips while he's watching a movie and grind down until you're soaking your panties in cum. he doesn't care when he's cooking and you pull his pants down and start touching his dick (he's hard anyway). he also definitely doesn't mind that he'll wake up at 2 or 3am on a Saturday to you bouncing on his cock, skirt shifted up your stomach, tube top scrunched right under your tits so they bounce freely in his face. you're probably coming back from a night out with your girls, he can smell the sweat and liquor on you but you don't stop, pussy squeezing tighter and tighter around him and he's half asleep but his cock is going to explode already. you're just so hot he becomes so easy he can't help it.
inbox is open!! I'd love to read/elaborate on any ideas you guys have or if you just wanna leave a message that's cool too. also I'm thinking of doing an event soon for 6k and I'd love to hear what the people want to see
nanami makes you cock warm him while he holds a hitachi wand to your clit and refuses to let you cum while you watch sex tapes you’ve made with him…all because you flirted with gojo when you were drunk
oh anon...and I'd like to add that he is so soft with his words but they're so dang filthy. he'll tell you that you pussy feels so warm and soft, how it squeezes him so good and how he wants his cock to leave a permanent imprint inside of you forever so you'll always know who your tiny cunt belongs to. and he loves watching you squirm by the way, you're convulsing on him, just spasming and cumming over and over and all you can do is watch yourself get fucked while he whispers in your ear.
inexperienced!simon practicing his form in your bed. he's got a little mirror set up and everything, so he can see if his waist is curling the right way. his cock is all leaky and aching while he grinds it into a lup of blankets. the guy's got to get it perfect. he needs to know what it feels like now to find different paces and rhythms.
he gets sweaty and sensitive, the cotton beneath him sticky with at least three loads of cum, but keeps going despite his shaking. completely lost in the vision of you under him, taking him, breathing into his mouth. just the thought of it wrings out another peak from him–dry, but powerful enough to knock every part of breath from his lungs. out of his mouth sobs your name. his best thing.
you find him naked and fast asleep. mirror fallen off the side of the bed, and snoring with his nose stuffed into your pillow.
your boyfriend ragebaits himself and then fucks it out in you!
hey, satoru never claimed to be very sensible when it came to you.
it had started long before you had even agreed to go out with him. back when he still had a big, fat and very poorly concealed crush on you. his mind was his biggest opp, truly.
sitting down in class, staring at the back of your head as he imagined scenarios of some other douche asking you out - and his biggest nightmare - you agreeing.
or, the thought of there being someone else who would snatch you right up before satoru built up the courage to ask you out.
back then, these thoughts gave him the push he desperately needed. he asked you out, you agreed, and he's been living his blissfully happy life ever since.
except...
satoru had his weight pinning you down in a mean mating press, his thick cock particularly hard today as he thrusted inside you like a mad man.
"'t-toruuuu-" you sobbed, your fingers digging in the skin of his back as you held on for dear life as your boyfriend pounded in you. the bed was creaking under the weight of satoru's hurried thrusts, making sounds that were lewder than the symphony of moans and cries leaving your mouth.
"y-y'belong to me," satoru panted, bringing his head to the side of your neck. he bit down on it, making your arch up and cry out.
"p-plea- hngh- haaah," you moaned, trying to twist your neck off his jaw, "s-slo- p-pleas-"
he brought his hand under your thigh, pulling your leg over his shoulder. the angle made you gasp out as satoru's weeping cock hit that particular spot, over and over again.
"say it," he gripped your jaw, turning your face towards his. his cock twitched at the sight of your fucked-out expression, his pupils dilating as he felt a surge of pride.
i did this, he thought, turning his hips up a notch. mine, she's mine.
"s-say it," he repeated, releasing your jaw, "you're mine, ngh-"
you moaned out some gibberish, too far gone to concentrate on what your boyfriend was saying as you tried to survive his relentless thrust, mind more focused on your oncoming orgasm.
"baby," he dipped down, taking your open mouth in a sloppy kiss before biting down on your lower lip, "y'r mine, baby, please, say it."
you nod, tears streaming down your face as you clench down hard on his cock, “‘m- m’yours- hic- youurs—”
“atta girl,” he presses a kiss on your calf, gripping your hips as he slams inside of you, grinning when your mouth falls open in a silent gasp as you cum all over his cock, fists gripping the sheets as you arch off the bed.
“s-so- fuckkk… so pretty,” he doesn’t slow down, fucking you through the orgasm as he bends down, “so pretty.. ngh- a-and all f’me.”
“satoruuuu,” you garble against his mouth as he kisses you again, pressing his entire weight on top of you, “slow down— please— hic!”
“we’ve got a long night ahead, sweetheart,” he pressed a kiss to your tear stained cheek, licking up the salty residue, “need to make sure this pussy moulds to the shape of my cock.”
I think that you and bachira start out as 'friends' but one day you're both bored on the couch, limbs tangled together lazily and he asks if you wanna have sex and you do..but now it's been 10 years, two babies and a ring later
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