P IS FOR PUSSY
₊⊹ smut. teaching nerdjo how to eat your pussy
art by paanwny on tiktok
pairing: nerdjo x fem!reader
content: pwp, fingering, clit play, cunninlingus, praise, sub!gojo
wordcount: 1.1k
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lying on satoru’s bed, heat pooled in between your thighs, a small damp stain forming on the cotton fabric of your skimpy panties, your nipples perky through the thin tank top you were wearing. the sight was one to admire—your nerdy boyfriend flustered; his pale cheeks tinted pink as he sat on his knees in front of you.
the lenses of his glasses were foggy, trying to avert his gaze away from your figure, while you tilted your head to the side, a small pout on your lips as you asked him.
you propped yourself up on your elbows, “toru, do you not wanna do it...?”
satoru’s head snapped back at you, with enough force to give his neck whiplash as he fumbled over his words.
“no! it’s not like that…i just—…just never did this before…” his voice fell on the last part, showing his embarrassment in how inexperienced he was.
truly, satoru had never been intimate with a girl before meeting you. and even then, the furthest he’s ever went with you was making out, and you either jerking or sucking him off. a lightbulb went off in your head, looking at his blushing face with a playful smile.
“well,” you paused, “i’m your girlfriend, so i can teach you how…only if you want it, of course.”
the man’s eyes widened, “really?”
“yeah, now c’mon,” you spread your legs wider, hooking them over his shoulders, as he grabbed onto the sides of your thighs with hesitating hands. “first, you need to start by turning me on.”
satoru didn’t waste any time, the gears in his mind working quickly as he started to trail his lips from above your knee, up to where your core met your thigh, biting down gently. you let out a soft moan, his sign that it felt good—his tongue darted out, licking over the mark and soothing the ache, then switching to your other leg, leaving open-mouth kisses along your stretchmarks.
“shit, just like that…” you leaned back against the sheets, head resting on the soft pillows, as your hand came down to grip his hair, fingers tangling in his white locks.
tentatively, satoru reached to undress you, glancing up at you to make sure you didn’t suddenly change your mind. with a small nod of your head, he peeled your panties off, catching briefly on your heels before he slid the piece of underwear down your ankles. your bare cunt sat in front of satoru’s face, his eyes agape as he stared at your glistening folds.
“second, try using your tongue, see how it feels.” you said smoothly, the hand holding the back of his skull beckoning him closer.
satoru started out by giving small licks, attempting to both find a rhythm and figure out what you enjoyed at the same time. then, he flattened his tongue, dragging a long, filthy stripe from your hole to your puffy clit, eliciting a whimper to leave your mouth.
“toru, fuck…keep going—…” you tighten your hold of his hair and hold him there, guiding.
his name sounded so sweet when moaned from your parted lips, giving him the motivation to continue, to make you fall apart on his tongue, and leave you breathless, your mind only filled with thoughts of him and how good he made you feel.
your slick ran down satoru’s chin, his whole lower face soaked as he swirled his tongue around your clit, just enough to get you wanting more, before flicking at the underside of your nub, following every tiny shift of your hips. your fingers tugged on his hair to anchor yourself, while your back arching off the mattress, your free hand gipping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb with effort, and the fabric straining under your touch.
“mnhh—please. s’good,” you mewl, pussy clenching around nothing, “need more…”
satoru grunts as you pull on his silky hair, the sound vibrating against your cunt as he needlessly obeys your words, sealing his lips around your bud and sucking. your sweet sounds made something in satoru’s head switch, his hips beginning to hump against the bed, chasing his own release, precum already leaking out from his slit and dampening his boxers.
"f-fuuckk—hahh..toru" you babbled incoherently, tongue heavy, words melting into broken moans and whimpers. the haze caused by the pleasure fogged your brain, thighs trembling as you clenched them around satoru’s head.
“doing so, so good, baby,” he pulled away from your bundle of nerves with a wet plop, seemingly having gained more confidence in his ministrations, “i wanna make you feel good, please?”
“yes, god…ah, need to cum.” you swallowed dryly, adding, “third, add your fingers, yeah? will make any girl feel real good.”
hand leaving your thigh, two of satoru’s fingers come up to your wet folds, gathering your slick and dragging it up to your clit. you whimpered quietly, biting on your bottom lip in an attempt to muffle your sounds, while satoru’s digits prodded inside, your walls immediately squeezing him. “fuck, so tight…” he mumbles, pushing them deeper, until you could only see his knuckles sticking out.
satoru pumped his long fingers in-an-out of you slowly, before stopping, but still not pulling them out. “baby, i wanna hear you, how else would i know if you like it?” he pouted slightly.
“right, shit,” you let go of your lip, your words abruptly interrupted by your boyfriend suddenly curling his fingers upwards, grazing the spongy spot that made your spine jolt from the bed instantly.
“ahh, toru—…too much!” and yet, you unconsciously started to move your hips in small, circular motions, riding his hand. you were close to coming, and you wanted nothing more than to let satoru rip orgasm after orgasm out of you. to add to the overwhelming sensation, he resumed his previous action, sucking on your clit again, this time harder, as he figured out a pace in which to do it.
“holy, f-fuckk,” you cried out, legs trying to close around his head, but satoru kept them spread wide for him, not letting you run away until he was content with how many times he made you cum.
with a final curl of his fingers, your thighs clamped around his head, white hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes, and his name etched on your lips as you cummed hard, orgasm washing over you in waves, your whole body shaking. still, satoru didn’t stop, continuing to finger you through the aftershocks, his tongue relentless as he made out with your oversensitive bundle of nerves.
“toru, ‘s too much—…”
he withdrew his fingers, along with pulling away from your cunt, raising his hand up to his mouth, licking them clean, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. satoru crawled on top of you, catching your lips in between his, effectively stifling your words.
breaking away from the kiss, his hand began to trail down your body, “lesson 2?”
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