‧₊ ˚⊹ shoko’s so wet for you 18+
you truly think you must have done something extraordinary in your past life to deserve a girlfriend like shoko in this one. you've somehow managed to reduce her to a whimpering mess on top of you, stripped down to wearing nothing but one of your t-shirts, while your fingers glide through her dripping folds.
you’re leaned back in her bed as she sits on your lap, legs spread wide for you, thighs twitching with every stroke of your fingers. her pussy is glistening with her sticky sweet arousal; drooling so much that she’s leaking onto your pyjama shorts.
“so wet for me,” you croon, eyes raking over her figure. her top is pushed up above the curve of her breasts, nipples hardened underneath the electrifying chill of the air. long chestnut locks of hair cascade down her shoulders, some slightly matted to the top of her forehead with sweat.
“please,” she whines, hips bucking forward into your touch. “more, please.”
“my needy girl,” you tease, drawing more whines of your name from her pretty lips.
but who are you to deny your beautiful girl an orgasm? you swirl your fingers against her, spreading her folds apart with your free hand to reveal her throbbing clit. she moans at the sensation of you gently brushing her sensitive bud. her head is tilted forward—you can see her eyes screwed shut, her mouth hanging slightly open to account for the influx of shaky pants.
a thin sheen of sweat coats her skin, which is flushed pink. and when you push a finger into her sopping hole, her velvety walls suck you in, fluttering around you. you sigh in gratification as her hands tighten their grasp on your lower legs.
shoko desperately grinds her hips into your hand, helpless pleas slipping out from her. “another one—mmh—please, baby.”
you plunge another finger in deeper, curling the two of them upwards until the pads of your fingertips find the rough spot within her.
“fuuuuck,” shoko mewls, bottom lip catching between her teeth.
you continue to slowly pump your fingers in and out, her wetness pooling in the palm of your hand. meanwhile, your other hand never lets up on her clit, thumb pressing into it relentlessly until she’s writhing on top of you.
“f-faster, ngh, please,” she whimpers. her thighs are quivering, now. “gonna cum—”
“go on, then,” you smile, the task of getting her off more satisfying than any other act you could indulge yourself in. “cum for me, pretty.”
and she does, thighs clamping around your arms as she throws her head back in bliss, warm liquid oozing down your hands. her whole body shakes as she cries out, your name repeated like a mantra on her lips. when her body goes limp and she collapses atop your chest in a heap, you carefully remove your fingers from her and bring them to your mouth.
you gently suck at them, licking them clean.
“you’re disgusting,” shoko jests, looking at you through a half-lidded gaze, eyes glassy with affection.
“i can't help it,” you smirk, slinging one arm over her back. “you just taste so good.”
note been meaning to write for my wife for aaages, here she is <33
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