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[moe4ngel]

Suguru geto could hit me with a car and I would thank him

[mimi-sblog]

Your bully, Michael Kaiser, wants to know what your pussy tastes like...

Exactly 8 years have passed since you moved to Germany. Exactly 8 years since the first time you saw him.

Michael Kaiser.

A truly arrogant boy who looked at everyone with a superior gaze, as if no one could ever be a match for him. As soon as he started playing football and became really handsome, girls fell at his feet.

Except for one person: you.

It was almost ridiculous to say, but when you looked at Kaiser you didn’t see a confident boy. You saw the wounded boy he really was.

And that irritated him in the worst way possible.

So he started treating you like an insect. Like disposable, unnecessary trash.

And for those eight years he decided that if you wouldn’t fall at his feet, you would suffer.

Physical violence never happened, thank God.

But you were tortured psychologically.

He called you horrible nicknames, mostly ones related to your weight or the way you didn’t know how to style your hair.

He always had something to say.

But then something happened.

You spent an entire year in the hospital because of an allergy and an illness that mixed together and caused an injury to your stomach. Your entire second year of high school was online, so you had no idea how school was going… or even Kaiser.

Your two best friends visited you often and said that, despite everything, it was strange, but it seemed like Kaiser was worried about you and kept asking where you were.

Sometimes he even asked your friends about you.

And you told yourself it was only because he didn’t have anyone to bully.

Then you were finally cured, with a perfect weight, and certain parts of your body had bloomed as well.

You had been doing pilates for recovery the entire year.

You looked radiant and were ready to face your first day of class in your final year.

You wore your white social shirt, the school skirt that was now a little short, and that ridiculous tie you had always hated.

The hallway fell silent when you entered. Some of the boys who knew you gasped.

A few of the popular girls looked at you with disdain and envy as you walked toward your classroom.

Your friend was already sitting at her desk and waved at you.

You were walking to your seat when you heard a voice behind you—a voice you knew very well. When you turned around and he looked at you too, you could almost see the spark that formed between your gazes.

Kaiser was much taller than he had been in first year. He had blue tips in his hair and a tattoo on his neck that seemed to trail down to his hand.

He was walking with one of his friends when he actually stopped to realize it was you.

“Y-You came back?” Kaiser stuttered a little, but he didn’t drop the superior expression.

“Well, I’m here, so that means I came back.”

“I see you learned how to answer me.”

“I’m just tired of you, Kaiser.”

He narrowed his eyes and walked to his desk.

You sat down at yours and started talking to your friend, not noticing how intensely he was devouring you with his eyes.

Was he thinking about how big your breasts were? How much your ass had grown and how firm it looked? How soft and pretty your thighs were? Yes. But mainly how aroused he was just from looking at you. Maybe it was because you had never answered him back before, and he liked the feeling of being confronted.

Your friend said something that made you laugh, and he stared at your mouth, at your smile… then forced those thoughts away.

Classes passed like always—boring.

But this time something was different. Kaiser didn’t speak to you even once, and you were almost a little grateful for it.

The weeks went by, but the one thing that didn’t pass was how intrigued Kaiser was with you. Every time he said something to you, you answered dryly and ignored him. And the great Michael Kaiser—captain of the school team, the future of Germany—didn’t like the idea of being ignored.

So he did what any rational person would do.

He followed you to the bathroom. Most people had already left, and there was no one else in the bathroom except the two of you.

While you were brushing your teeth after eating, you spit out the water. When you lifted your head, you let out a scream. Kaiser was standing right behind you.

“Kaiser??!!”

“You know… I’m intrigued by something.”

“And you had to follow me into the bathroom for that? If you have a question, ask a teacher. He’ll help you more than I will.” You kept ignoring him and started putting your things back into your bag.

“I think it’s better to ask you directly.”

“Then just say it already.”

“I wonder what your pussy tastes like.”

“!!!” Your eyes went wide. “What the fuck is that? What are you talking about, Kaiser?”

“I think it must be sweet… and I think it must be the same color as your lips,” he said while running his thumb over your lower lip. “It must be so delicious. Can I taste it?”

“Get out, Kaiser.” You tried to speak firmly, but you failed completely.

“Please… show me your little pussy.”

He grabbed your face and kissed you. Part of you wanted to resist. One side did. But the other side wanted to be devoured—and that side won.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as he grabbed your waist.

Your tongues fought for space. Both of you were devouring each other. His hands roamed over your body, grabbing every part of you.

Until one of them slid down to your skirt.

“Tell me… can I? Please, say I can touch your pussy.”

“You can… please, touch it…”

A smile appeared on his face during the kiss. He slipped his hand into your panties with eagerness and touched your wet flesh.

“You were always so cold with me, and yet your pussy is this soaked for me?” He smiled maliciously and circled your clit with his thumb. “You’re such a slut.”

“Hmmg… Kaiser…”

“Say it.”

“Touch me more…”

Kaiser pulled away from you, a string of saliva still connecting your mouths.

He knelt down and spread your legs.

“Wait… anyone could walk in at any moment…”

“I really don’t care that much.”

“But I do!”

“Fuck, just let me lick it a little.”

Shit. You didn’t want to let him, but that huge, hot guy was asking so sweetly that you had to give in.

“Just a little, understood?”

“Understood. Of course.”

Then he tore your panties off. The sound of fabric ripping filled the air, but before you could even complain, he spread your pussy open and licked from your entrance all the way up to your clit.

You sucked in a sharp breath, trying not to moan loudly, but it was almost impossible. How many pussies had he eaten to be this good at it?

Fuck, it felt so good that you didn’t even notice you were grinding against his mouth. He licked fast, occasionally thrusting his tongue into your entrance and fucking you with it.

You moaned softly, biting your lip to keep from being too loud.

Until voices were heard outside. The afternoon shift was probably starting.

He didn’t seem worried at all. On the contrary—it seemed to turn him on even more. He started sucking so hard that you threw your head back, gripped the bathroom sink, and came in his mouth.

He sucked greedily and swallowed every drop of your release.

The voices were getting closer.

He stood up and smiled, wiping his mouth that was completely wet.

“You’re really as sweet as I expected. I have to go. You heard them.”

He gave you a brief kiss on the lips, fixed his own clothes, and left.

Leaving you completely ruined. You had to fix yourself before leaving too—throw away your torn panties and put on the spare pair you had thankfully brought with you.

[mimi-sblog]

Smut Shidou × Rin × You

- Degradation

- Oral

- Vaginal sex

- Anal sex

- Double penetration

- Spanks / slaps

- Sloppy kisses (lots of saliva)

- Degrading language

- Reader dates both of them

You really didn’t want to do that…

Your plan was to leave the country by the end of the month and return to your home country. But you thought that, being a girl in the prime of her youth, you could simply date before leaving Japan.

Just so everyone understands.

You were working part-time at a job you didn’t really understand, but at least they paid well and all you had to do was clean some locker rooms, pick up a few balls that had been left on the fields, and put some clothes in the laundry.

You were already in your last week of classes at your physical therapy college and about to graduate. They told you that as soon as you graduated, you would start as a physiotherapist. Next month you would already be the physiotherapist for some team in that project.

But for now… you had to gather sweaty clothes from people you had never even seen.

Your shift was in the afternoon and all the players who trained there had already left. Sometimes you only saw the coach. A tall, strong, dark-skinned man with a gaze that undressed you with his eyes.

You simply ignored his stares and kept cleaning what needed to be cleaned, but deep down you couldn’t deny that the coach’s looks felt satisfying.

Considering you had always been average-looking and had been ignored by guys for a long time. (And the coach was also really hot, there was no denying it.)

But then you started maturing, if you know what I mean.

Your acne disappeared, your hair became silky, and certain parts of your body bloomed as well.

Even your clothing style changed, even though you were still stuck wearing jeans and a dark blue shirt with “Blue Lock” written on it.

Your legs moved quickly as you finished gathering the balls from the field, because one of your supervisors had warned that there would be training in the afternoon and at night since the team had an important match in a few months.

Some voices were heard from afar—male voices—and you panicked, starting to run so you wouldn’t get in their way. Luckily, you had already finished your task.

The voices came from one side of the field and you ran to the other, not even noticing the wall of bodies in front of you. There were three boys standing there.

One with greenish hair and blue-green eyes, a blond with pink-dyed tips, and a shorter blond boy.

The shortest one was practically hanging off the pink-haired blond.

Your eyes met those of the two taller ones. Both stared at you as if you were an insect. The smaller one looked at you with curious eyes.

“Wow, you’re so pretty!” the shortest one said to you.

You looked at him, smiled slightly, and then ran off toward the break room.

The three of them watched you one last time, each with a different expression. The shortest one stared with curiosity, the green-haired one looked at you with a superior gaze, and the other blond looked at you with a… sadistic look?

As soon as your shift ended, your dad was waiting patiently outside the building, inside the car, listening to “Baby” by Justin Bieber.

“Dad, what kind of music is this?”

“It’s JB, honey. Anyone likes it.”

You let out a soft laugh and sat in the passenger seat.

As the city lights passed by the car window, you thought about the way those boys had looked at you.

And just like that, your last week of classes—and possibly your last week working as a regular cleaner—came to an end.

Your graduation had been incredible and beautiful. Many people celebrated with you, especially your parents. Both of them knew how hard you had worked to earn that long-dreamed-of diploma.

And you were happier than ever.

Then the party ended, and you were officially hired as a physiotherapist and assigned to one of the teams in the Blue Lock project.

The hallway was poorly lit as you walked calmly, adjusting your coat and holding a clipboard in your hand. Your duty was both to help relieve their tension and to figure out what their bodies needed—and that was exactly what you had specialized in: Sports Physiotherapy.

Your hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed with your movements.

When you arrived at the field, there was no one there, which you found quite strange, since a team was supposed to be training.

“What was the name again? Pcj? Pcg? Psg…?”

“PXG.”

A voice sounded behind you, making you jump slightly in surprise.

The same green-haired boy was standing there behind you. The rest of the team looked at you with curiosity, but they were all returning to their training.

“Got it, thank you!”

“Rin, you can go. I’ll talk to her.”

The green-haired boy left, glancing at you one last time.

“Hello, I’m ×××, nice to meet you.”

“Hello, I’m Julian Loki, I’m their coach. You can call me Loki.”

“Understood.”

“I’ll show you the rest of the team. That’s Itoshi Rin, that’s Shidou Ryusei, Charles Chevalier, Karasu Tabito, Zantetsu Tsurugi, Nijiro Nanase, and Aoshi Tokimitsu.”

You gave a small wave and smiled.

“I hope we can get along well!”

Some of them smiled back—especially the pink-haired blond, who smiled maliciously.

You didn’t really care…

But damn, did they forget you were a woman their age??

Every day you both thanked and cursed the fact that you had the gift of sight.

Seeing sweaty bodies and muscles had definitely been part of the plan, but this was already too much. These sweaty men with strong arms and delicious abs…

Seriously, how were you supposed to control yourself???

Especially when there were two clearly attractive men making moves on you—Shidou and Rin.

You knew you would soon return to Italy for a while. Even though you were an adult and independent, your parents were going to stay with your grandmother and you had said you would go with them, so why not enjoy it while you could?

For two weeks each of them pursued you in their own way. Rin touched you briefly, helped you with small things, and worried about you—something he would never admit.

And Shidou touched you shamelessly, provoked you, and constantly whispered nonsense in your ear—like how delicious your ass looked in the jeans you wore, or how much he wanted to fuck you every time he saw you in your coat… which was every single day.

You really didn’t know which one to choose, but luckily you told yourself your heart had room for both. That was when you and your best friend came up with an idea.

You would date both of them only until you left the country. The two of them couldn’t stand each other, so they didn’t talk, and they weren’t allowed to interact with you during training, so everything seemed fine…

But of course it wasn’t.

You were at the convenience store buying some sweets, enjoying your last days in Japan, when your mother called. You answered with a smile.

“Hi Mom, what’s up? Did Dad get stuck in the chimney again because of his cleaning obsession?”

“Haha, no, my daughter. Actually, I wanted to tell you that we’re going to stay a little longer here, and we won’t be going back to Italy.”

Your eyes widened. Oh my God…

“What do you mean, Mom? Most of my things are already packed.”

“Actually, your grandmother said the house is in pretty bad shape, and your father and I thought we could bring her here and put her in your old room. Are you happy, my daughter? You’ll keep working with those cute boys.”

“Wow, Mom… yeah, I’m happy.”

“Alright, honey, I’m hanging up because your dad is walking toward the chimney with a brush. I love you. I’ll let you know when Grandma arrives.”

“Of course, Mom. I love you.”

Fuck. Now what were you going to do?

Break up with both of them? Break up with only one? Both of them were so perfect in their own ways that it was impossible to even consider that possibility.

And then, when you arrived at your front door, Rin appeared behind you. You smiled at him… until you saw Shidou with him.

Your smile disappeared instantly. Both of them were looking at you like they needed an explanation.

You might have tried to give one, but only incoherent sounds would have come out.

“Would you like to explain why Shidou and I are both here?”

“You both really like the massages I give you?” you said stupidly, giving an even dumber smile.

“I know which massage of yours we both like.”

Shidou said with a clenched jaw.

“Can we just… go inside and I’ll explain?”

And that’s what was happening now. Both of your boyfriends were sitting on the couch, one on each end, waiting for your explanation.

You closed the door and walked over to them.

“I know you’re expecting a great explanation, but… I don’t have one.”

“I have a better explanation,” Shidou said, crossing his legs lazily and putting his arms behind his head. “You wanted two cocks to sit on.”

Your eyes widened and you blushed violently.

“Shidou! N-no, that’s not it…”

“No?” This time it was Rin who spoke, standing up and approaching. “So you’re going to say no if Shidou and I fuck both of your holes?”

Shidou laughed loudly—a deep, malicious laugh—and Rin didn’t look much different. He had a piercing, malicious gaze.

Rin pulled you into a rough kiss, grabbing you by the hair. Shidou slapped your ass and then squeezed and caressed it right after.

A soft moan of yours was swallowed by Rin.

Shidou knelt behind you, pulling down your pants and panties, leaving your wet pussy and your little hole exposed.

“Fuck… it’s just like I imagined,” Shidou said as he started licking your pussy.

Rin pulled your hair while kissing you more deeply, swallowing every moan that escaped because of what Shidou was doing.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, Shidou. We’re going to fuck her on her own bed.”

Shidou threw you over his shoulder and carried you to your room, followed by Rin. Both of them took off their shirts, and once again you thanked God for the gift of sight.

“Take all your clothes off, slut.”

You completely removed your clothes. You felt like nothing more than a little bunny between a wolf and a tiger. Both of them clearly hated each other, but they were willing to do this—to fuck you hard enough that you would try to choose between them.

Rin climbed onto the bed and pulled his cock out. It was long and extremely hard. He tapped it against your mouth until you opened it to take him in.

Shidou didn’t waste time either. He laid you on your back and started sucking your pussy. You moaned loudly while Rin thrust harder into your mouth and began fucking it.

Your back arched when Shidou started licking your clit while pushing two fingers deep inside you.

Rin grabbed your breasts while you sucked him and squeezed them hard.

“Suck faster, slut,” Rin said, slapping both of your tits, making you moan loudly around his cock, which made him let out a quiet moan as well.

Shidou licked you with so much hunger it was filthy. He licked you so eagerly that he let out low growls while filling your poor pussy with saliva mixed with your fluids.

“P-please… I need more…” you managed to say with difficulty because of Rin’s cock.

Both of them let out a rough laugh.

“You want to be fucked that badly?” Rin asked with a malicious smile.

“Yes, please…”

Rin lay down on the bed and pulled you on top of him, positioning his cock at your poor pussy and slowly pushing inside you in unison.

Shidou didn’t waste time either. He moved behind you. You had no idea what he was about to do.

He pulled his cock out—thick and heavy—and positioned it at your untouched hole. He spat a little saliva and started pushing in.

Your moan could probably be heard from the next neighborhood. It didn’t hurt that much, but the sensation of having two huge cocks inside you made your insides clench around them.

All three of you moaned in relief, and little by little you got used to it. Then the two of them started moving and fucking you with raw force.

In that moment you almost wished you were dating someone weaker… but you couldn’t deny that you were really loving being fucked in both holes at the same time with so much intensity.

They were clearly competing to see who could make you moan louder.

Shidou delivered hard slaps to your ass, leaving the imprint of his hands, while Rin leaned in to capture one of your nipples, sucking it so hungrily it felt like something might actually come out of them at any moment.

You were moaning so loudly that a string of saliva was hanging from the corner of your mouth and your voice was growing hoarse. Your hair was a mess, your eyes were almost rolling back, your hands braced on Rin’s chest while you were being fucked.

Your back was covered in bite marks and hickeys that Shidou kept leaving.

You were already at your limit, about to cum, and they both seemed close as well.

The three of you moaned in unison. You couldn’t take it anymore. You were so close.

Your head fell back onto Shidou’s shoulder. He looked into your eyes—his wild eyes calling you in for a kiss. The two of you started kissing, a messy and delicious kiss, tongues fighting, too much saliva, and a bite on your lower lip before you fully separated.

You grabbed Rin’s chest while kissing Shidou.

And Rin was clearly jealous. He immediately pulled you into a kiss as well. His tongue tangled with yours, moving in such a delicious rhythm. He sucked on your lips and bit your lower lip.

“Fuck!! I’m cumming!!”

You announced it, and then you came hard on top of them while the two of them kept fucking you, prolonging your pleasure, until they both came hard as well.

Hot jets completely filled you from the inside. They moaned roughly, and the three of you stayed there, breathless, breathing heavily and trying to calm down.

You climbed off them and collapsed sitting beside them.

“Go get some sleep.”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk properly tomorrow.”

Shidou let out a low laugh.

“I hope you tell people why.”

Just looking at them already makes me feel pregnant… damn, what a turn-on.

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