Naughty Girl
wc. 4.1k
tags; age gap (though not really specified by how much), reader is needy for that CAWK (she’s a whore), exhibitionism, bi tendencies (jjk men), reader takes multiple dicks at once eventually, she has big tiddies (relatable), overuse of the word ‘sweet’
hey y'all :P it's ya girl! not proofread I didn't have time...
you’re finally completely moved into your new apartment, complete with all the things you had on your amazon wishlist and it makes you feel like your life is finally coming together. what makes it even better is your hot ass neighbor, mr.fushiguro, or toji as he told you to call him with a subtle smirk on his scarred lips. it’s been a couple weeks since you’ve moved in and finished decorating and building your furniture, which turns out, isn’t as complicated as you thought it would be. though now that you know how hot your neighbor is, you regret not playing the damsel in distress and asking him for help.
over the two to three weeks you’ve been here, you have tried literally everything to get into your old neighbors pants. he doesn’t seem like the type to care that you’re a little on the young side, he’s always checking you out when you purposefully wear teeny skirts and shorts around the complex, even buying a cute cushioned chair for yourself when you want to sit outside on the balcony (as the two of you live upstairs). even when you knock on his door, a fresh batch of homemade sweets in hand, he still doesn’t seem to budge. although he very obviously appreciates the cleavage you offer on a silver platter, along with the cookies, as you slightly lean forward to hand off the cookies.
“thanks doll, i’ll make sure to enjoy ‘em” he grins slyly. and that’s that.
ugh! what’s it going to take for him to give you his cock!? and you know it’s fat, you’ve seen it through his shorts as he makes his way home from the gym early in the morning, passing you by on the balcony as you enjoy a nice cup of iced coffee you made in your little kitchen. never the one to give up, you find your sluttiest shorts and tiniest v-neck baby tee before throwing on your frilly checkered apron that you got in your favorite color. you get to work in your kitchen, the delicious smell of freshly baked sweets coming from your apartment let toji know you were up to your schemes again.
as you finish your masterpiece, you place the pan on the counter to cool as you make your way to your designated spot on the balcony in front of your door after throwing your apron across a random stool at the small island you have in your kitchen. you had been outside for about thirty minutes, basking in the sun and reading some magazine when you saw them. a gaggle of hot men, all around toji's age, making their way up the stairs. as you’re drooling at the new batch of fresh prey, you hear toji's door open, “your friends?” you question curiously. as he answers you, they’ve already made their way to his door.
“yeah, we’ll try to keep it down sweetheart” he chuckles.
“and who’s this cutie?” the one with white hair and freakishly blue eyes drawls out almost sensually. you squeeze your thick thighs together subtly as you rely on toji to introduce you to his hot friends. blonde and stoic, kento, white hair and eccentric, satoru, gorgeous locks and sensual, suguru, pink hair and still somehow scary, ryomen. you take note of every individual toji introduces you to, thankful that he takes the time to do so, subduing your curious nature just for the time being. you lean forward putting your hand out for anyone to shake, showing off your irresistible cleavage. satoru wastes no time, taking your hand, hunching his tall frame towards you to lay a slow kiss on the back of your soft hand that smells like what you were baking.
“you smell good, baby,” he grins deviously before finishing, “could just eat you out-” suguru is elbowing him in his ribs as punishment for his crass words as you giggle at the interaction.
“s’cause i was baking! you boys let me know if you want something sweet, kay?” your devious grin rivaling the eccentric man that’s still holding onto your hand, calling them boys knowing they’ve got more than a few years on you. you wink at toji before taking your hand back, crossing your legs in order to casually alleviate the throbbing in your wet cunt as you go back to your magazine. you listen to them make their way inside trying your best to not get hot under their burning gazes.
you spend thirty more minutes outside acting like all is well before you can’t handle it anymore. the throbbing in between your legs that is. you rush inside, flopping onto your queen sized mattress before ripping your tiny shorts off along with your flimsy panties. you grab your fluffiest pillow and stuff it between your legs, eager to get rid of the tense knot inside you with a well needed orgasm.
you softly rub your clit across the pillow, holding in a whimper as you feel your whole clench and leak out juices all over the fabric of your pillowcase. squeezing your sheets desperately, you drag yourself against it harder as unshed tears of pleasure fill your eyes. soon, you’re harshly fucking yourself to an orgasm, ignoring the light bangs of your headboard against the wall. you doubt toji and his friends would be able to hear it anyways with how loud they’re being. you can hear satoru cackling right now.
just as you’re about to make yourself cum, your phone rings. you look at the name and hurriedly pick it up, ‘mr.fushiguro’.
‘hey sweets, satoru is really feining for those sweets right about now. you don’t mind bringing them over do you?’
‘’course not!,” you huff, out of breath from your…solo activities, ‘i’ll be right over’ you beam over the phone, attempting to sound normal.
‘alright, let yourself in, no need to knock baby’
the two of you hang up and you throw your shorts on, forgoing your panties assuming you’ll just be in and out, after a little teasing of course. you’re reeling at the new nickname he’s given you, baby!? once you get back home, you’re definitely giving yourself that orgasm. you hop down the stairs with grace and cut up the freshly cooled down brownies you had been making earlier before plating them on one of the fancy platters you bought just for your baking hobby.
you slide on your fuzzy house slippers and make your way to toji's door before knocking.
it’s only common courtesy before you let yourself in.
“mr.fushiguro,” you play coy, calling out his surname sweetly as you enter his abode, “i made brownies!” you walk into his living room, full of hot men, and lean down to place them on the low table amongst the several cups of whiskey over ice.
“s’this what you’re drinking?” you exasperate softly, as you take a cup in your delicate hands, bringing it to your lips to take a decent swig. it’s fucking strong, but you’re a girl who can handle her brown liquor. it goes down smoothly. “smooth but strong, no wonder you fellas need something sweet!” you beam innocently, licking up a drop of whiskey before it could make its way down your chin. you set the now lipgloss stained glass back on the table before you turn to make your way out.
“aww, you’re leaving already?” satoru whines, his cup still mostly full but cheeks flushed a pretty pink, “stay a little longer”. you’re assuming he’s a lightweight.
“oh thank you mr.gojo,” you pout your pretty lips and furrow your eyebrows, watching him watch them as he licks his own, “i wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome” you finish as you twirl your fingers around the hem of your shorts. the same shorts that are becoming soaked with your earlier arousal.
“i’m sure it’s no trouble, princess” suguru finally speaks up as he glances at toji, “toji doesn’t mind.”
you glance over at toji whose eyes are not so subtly lingering on your ass. adjusting his legs wider, he gives a single nod before picking his glass up off the table, downing the rest before going to pour another cup. you take this chance, “i guess i can stay for a little” you trail as you grab the bottle of whiskey before toji can, leaning forward to pour him another cup while your breasts practically spill out of your shirt. as you’re presenting yourself for the older men around you, sukuna downs his own glass, looking at you expectantly with a near feral grin.
the man next to toji actually makes your nerves skyrocket. still, you smoothly pour him another glass as well, giving him the same treatment. “this is a sweet treat” he mumbles as his ruby eyes rake over your form. you play stupid, tilting your head to the side dumbly, “hm? but only mr.gojo has tried the brownies so far.”
“just satoru, sweetness” he interjects, washing his brownie down with one big swig of the whiskey he can’t handle. you acknowledge him with a soft smile and nod, turning back to sukuna. he rolls his eyes, pulling you down into his lap. toji is next to the two of you and the position you’re in has you facing the other three, making you notice how quiet nanami's been throughout all of this, both at the door and inside.
“mr.nanami, why don’t you have a bite?” you smile shyly, pushing the platter in his direction.
he leans forward, but only rests his elbows on his knees as he gazes at you intensely with a deep hum that vibrates in his chest. you shrink back into sukuna's lap, accidentally grinding yourself onto his very sizable bulge. he groans lowly, gripping your thigh in his huge hand as you part them as if it were muscle memory. “let’s not pretend you don’t know what you’re doing, yeah?” he gruffs with finality.
toji, finally speaking up in his own home, grins as he picks up on his friends somewhat vague sentence, “you want to get fucked, ain’t that right? y’want us to use you?” he questions into your ear as he leans into you, which makes him also lean into sukuna.
your ears grow hot as you try to squeeze your thighs together for the nth time that day, but you’re stopped by sukuna's rough hands. “of course she does, we all heard the way she was moaning like a paid whore earlier” nanami goads filthily, throwing his arm across the back of the couch. you squeal in genuine embarrassment this time, “i didn’t think you could hear me!” you whine as you try to cover your face with your hands, which toji doesn’t allow. unable to sit still, you grind into sukuna once again, now whining for a different reason. you huff and guide his hand to your soaked shorts, “atta girl.”
he pulls them aside and runs his two middle fingers down your cunt before dragging them back up, stopping at your sensitive clit. he applies pressure, but doesn’t do anything outside of that. you assume he wants to hear you beg, which you have absolutely no problem doing, “s’kuna,” you slur, nearly gone already at the rough feel of the pads of his fingers, “p-put ‘m inside, please” you cry without shame. you nuzzle your face into his neck as you wait for him to give you what you want, and it doesn’t take him long. you’re still wet from your solo session, as it wasn’t that long ago, making it easy for him to stuff his thick digits into your tight entrance.
your legs shake as he holds them open with his own, spreading you for all of them to see as you cream around his fingers. he pistons them in and out roughly, though you didn’t expect him to be nice. “shit! ohmygod–” you moan loudly as you lift your hips to try and meet each thrust of his fingers. he pulls them out for a brief moment, spreading your lips with one hand while messily rubbing at your bud of nerves. “k-kunaaa–m’gonna fuckin’ cum!” you cry out, alarmed by the intensity of your impending orgasm. it never feels like this with guys your age. hell it never feels like this when you do it yourself.
you nearly panic, clawing at his hand that’s working in between your jiggling thighs–”w-wait! feels weird–m’gonna–”
“shh, baby,” toji patronizes, “just let it happen”
you bite at sukuna's neck before finally removing your face from nuzzling him, gracing the three in front of you with your pretty scrunched up face. you eagerly watch the way sukuna's hand works to get you off for about five full seconds before your eyes are rolling back and you’re finally squirting your release all over your neighbor's poor coffee table–drinks, brownies, and all.
your thighs shake around the pink haired man's own while he brings his fingers up to his mouth, making filthy sucking sounds as he tastes you.
“way better than any baked goods, i’d say” he laughs haughtily, riding off the ego high of making you squirt.
at this point they’re all painfully bricked up. after you calm down, the long haired man speaks up, “who do you want to play with next princess?” suguru purrs as he adjusts his not so small problem.
you stand on shaky legs, as you rid yourself of your useless shorts and tiny top, revealing your braless breasts that make the men groan in damn near unison. you make your way towards nanami, crawling across his lap teasingly to get to gojo. “satoru of course,” you drawl sensually, “been so nice t’me.” you lean across nanami to pull the blue eyed male into a sloppy make out, his lips tasting of sweet brownies. you suck softly on his tongue, as if you were trying to suck the dessert off his tastebuds before pulling away. you grin slyly, making your way to his zipper, ready to suck his cock that you just know is as pretty as he is.
your bottom half is perked up for the taking right in front of nanami as you pull satoru's zipper down, still leaned over his lap. you shove your hands into his briefs, eagerly grabbing a handful of his cock, pulling him out of his confines. “fuck satoru,” your pussy clenches at the sight, “you got such a pretty cock.” suguru leans down with you, face to cock to face, as though he were going to suck satoru off as well. which ended up being the case.
“you don’t mind sharing, do you?” he smirks.
you shake your head eagerly because you really don’t mind and this whole situation is fucking hot. “good girl,” he praises, which makes your pussy clench, “i’ll show you how he likes it.”
holy fuck.
you both go in to lick satoru from his base to his tip, tongues meeting messily as you go to lick at the sensitive part of his tip. the man groans lowly, hips twitching up slightly as he tries to control himself. you take his tip whole, sucking it briefly before handing it off to suguru as though you were sharing a lolly. you watch as the dark haired man takes his friends (?) tip into his mouth, his eyes boring into yours as he swallows him down further. his hand comes up to satoru's heavy balls, massaging them gently with his nose in the man's white pubic hair.
suguru comes up, swirling his tongue around the tip one last time and you take that as your cue to take satoru in your mouth. you imitate the man perfectly, deepthroating the pretty cock in your mouth as you swallow around him, making him moan loudly. as you’re giving satoru the best head of his with his closest companion, you feel a hand run up the back of your thigh. you briefly remember you were leaned over a well refined man, as a result of you trying to tease him.
nanami adjusts you so you’re laying flat across his lap with your face still in satoru's lap as you continue to seemingly try and suck his cum out of his cock as though it were a straw. you come up for air, letting suguru take over as you continue fondling the sack that holds satoru's precious lineage. as you’re catching your breath you hear a loud smack ring through the room. it takes less than a second for you to register the stinging pain on your ass and even less than that for you to realize that nanami just spanked you.
“m-mr.nanami!” your cheeks grow hot as you hear sukuna and toji groan at the way your ass jiggles. satoru is too focused on his own pleasure and suguru too focused on giving it to him. you feel nanami's cock twitching on the front of your thighs that are in his lap as he caresses the soft flesh. “fuck baby,” he groans, and god just the sound of his voice alone can make you cum, “be a good girl and stuff satoru cock back in your mouth, okay?” and you waste no time obeying. watching suguru pull off at nanami's request, you lean in to kiss his spit soaked lips for the first time, tastes like toru.
“please, pretty girl– make me cum?” he looks down at you two with teary eyes as you make out. poor thing, he’s been teetering on the edge of an orgasm as he let you and suguru play with him like a toy. you give the older man's bottom lip one last tug with your teeth as you pull away, occupying your mouth with his friend's large appendage. you try to focus on your main goal, ‘make satoru cum’, but it’s hard when your soft ass is being spanked by manly rough hands. he didn’t tell you to, but you mentally keep count as you try and focus on not cumming from being smacked around.
1, 2, 3, 4…..10, 11 ,12. fuck, how many is he going to give you?
you pull off for a short moment making a pop sound as you continue to stimulate the needy man with your soft hands, “mr.n-na–”
“i don’t want to hear it, finish.”
satoru's shoving his cock back into your mouth, moaning loudly as suguru takes his full sack in his awaiting mouth. your ass is raw at this point and your pussy is dripping messily onto nanami's slacks. he seems to enjoy the mess as he rubs the rough pads of his fingers through your wetness in favor of spanking you, deciding that you’ve had enough.
“y-yeah–fuck!” satoru huffs desperately, placing his hands on the back of yours and suguru's heads, fucking up into your mouth. “m’gonna cuuuum! shit–”, you’re breathing through your nose and before you know it, your mouth is full of his thick, plentiful release. you don’t pull him out of the wet cavern of your mouth until you’re sure he’s finished, absolutely refusing to waste a drop. “theeere you go,” nanami praises, you or satoru? who knows at this point.
you gasp for air as satoru gently pulls you and suguru up by your hair, clearly overstimulated as his hips stutter. “mm, did i do good?” you ask suguru cheekily, looking at him and fluttering your eyelashes.
“perfect, sugar,” he hums as he goes in for a kiss, “such a quick learner.”
the two of you make out and nanami finally releases your fine ass from his grasp so you’re no longer lying flat on his lap. now that you’re free, you lean further into suguru's kiss, whimpering quietly as his tongue massages yours. you climb into suguru's lap completely, immediately finding the bulge in his pants and grinding your clit into it. “you’ll fuck me now, right? since i did a good job?” you purr.
you hear a groan and look behind you, catching eyes with toji as you grind your wet pussy against his friend. he’s got his cock out and so does sukuna, stroking the long fat girth without a hint of shame as they watch the four of you use each other. suguru pulls your face towards him, demanding your attention as he pulls his cock out, stroking it a few times as you take him in. shit, you want him in your mouth too, but you want him to fuck you even more. your nails dig into his shoulder in anticipation as you wait eagerly to be stuffed with a cock for the first time since walking through toji's door.
he aligns himself with your entrance and slowly pulls you down onto his cock, trying to be nice. “you can be rougher,” you sigh dreamily as your pussy stretches out around his cock, “i promise i can take it.”
sukuna groans loudly at your words and you look back slightly to see toji stroking sukuna's fat dick and you swear nearly bust your nut right then. but alas, there’s a fine experienced man with his cock inside you right now, so you focus back on him. said man grips your ass tightly for leverage before planting his feet on the ground firmly, lifting you up and down his cock as you ride him. “damn, princess, you can really take dick” he huffs, voice rougher than it has been since you met him earlier today.
“god s-suguru!”, you whine loudly as you get fucked in front of the older men, which is really getting you off. you throw your head back in pleasure as your pretty tits bounce in his face in tandem with his thrusts. fuck, this man has been treating you right all day, you could fall in love with him. though he seems to be taken by the man next to the two of you, whose watching with lidded eyes as the two of you go at it. who would’ve known your little quest to fuck your neighbor would end up like this?
with his head thrown back, the two of you keep up the pace as you ride the daylights out of him. his long strands of hair stick to his sweaty forehead and his face is flushed but he’s never looked more gorgeous than he does right now. his moans are about as gorgeous as he is. the other men watch the two of you in a trance, toji still has his hand wrapped around sukuna, albeit his hand is now covered with sticky pre, and nanami has finally pulled his cock out of his slacks, stroking himself gingerly.
“pretty,” suguru starts breathlessly, “i’m gonna cum soon, where do you want it?” he lifts his head to nip at your neck as he questions you.
“insi-ide,” the words catch in your throat as the tip of his dick hammers into your g-spot, “in!” you whine desperately trying to get your request across. he kneads at your sore ass, rubbing the nearly raw skin from nanami's addicting spanks before using them as an anchor while he rides his high. he cums loudly, moans sounding like a multi platinum song, “ngh, fuck yeah–”. you grind onto his shaft one last time, rubbing your clit onto his pubic hair covered mound, sending shocks throughout your body as you cream around his cock.
you two aren’t the only ones to reach your release. sukuna gets lost in the feeling of toji's hand, it feeling so much better than his own. he grips the arm of the couch as he lets out uncontrollable grunts of pleasure, “c’mon, don’t be shy,” toji starts slyly, “this ain’t gonna be the first time i make you cum”. you’ve already come to realize that this group of friends are a little more than just bros.
“fuck!” sukuna growls out gruffly one last time before releasing all over toji's hand, who keeps pulling at his cock until nothing is coming out and sukuna is shuddering from overstimulation.
you slowly raise your hips off of suguru's letting him slip out slowly as the both of you cringe at the sensitivity. you giggle and lay a kiss on his cheek once before peppering a few across his handsome face as he chuckles at your antics. this raises a complaint within satoru, “hey! i didn’t get any kisses” he pouts, despite his age. you chuckle softly, giving him the same treatment as he revels in the affection.
you rest in suguru's lap for a second as he massages and kneads every part of you while he praises you for a job well done. you look towards nanami and then to the two behind you, realizing you’ve got plenty more cocks to get off.
are my raging daddy issues obvious or no?
