cw: dead dove, dark content, non-con, knotting, sukuna is on rut, pregnancy mentions, p in v, reader is a cry baby, mean sukuna nghhhhhh
doghybrid!sukuna fucking you raw while you are on all fours on the floor, knees hurting as he keeps ramming into you with all his strength. you have been begging him to stop for a while, to “please” let you go, but he doesn’t listen. he never does. but how could he when his owner looks like this? sobbing while he is forcing his cock in and out of your now abused hole.
for the first time in weeks since you had adopted him, sukuna was going trough his rut, and poor you where the one expected to deal with it. as soon as he saw you enter the room after a long day at work, his hands were roaming all over you, groping your breasts and ripping your clothes as you tried to cover yourself, clearly failing at that. you begged him not to do this, you were just his sweet owner but now? it seemed like he was the one owning you.
he didn’t care how much you cried or plead him, in fact that was turning him on more. he loved the way you tried to close your legs when his long dog tongue slurped on your juices, whining about how filthy it was, which only made his cock harder as he finally forced you into doggy position to fit inside of your tight cunt. you had never felt something like that. his dick felt so big, as if it were destroying your insides while his tip abused your cervix over and over again.
you were now a crying mess on the floor, your legs failing you as you fell completely down. sukuna didn’t seem to care as his pace seemed to even went faster if possible. your cunt was clenching him, making him growl because, for someone who was begging him sooooo bad to stop, you tiny hole was saying otherwise.
after a few more thrusts he finally came inside you. his knot growing so much as you whined in pain.
“p-please…please ryo pull out” your voice sounded exhausted “h-hurts”.
he, in fact, did not pull out. not until he was sure all his seed laid deep inside of you.
“stop complaining woman” he barked, his dog tail twitching as the last ropes of cum finally spilled “gonna fill you really good with my pups” his comment made you squirm “can’t wait to see that tummy of yours full with our kids” and damn him if that didn’t make him instantly hard again.
Dead dove: do not eat! NSFW! minors do not interact! 18+ only!
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🌸 TW: (FAUX)INCEST (uncle/niece), sleazy uncle!Sukuna feeling you up, dirty talk, shy!reader (early to mid 20's)
🌸 WC: 1.9K
🌸 AU: Your uncle thinks you need to come out of your shell a little bit.
🌸 AC: Thanks for planting this seed, anon!
Sukuna smirks when he notices your eyes almost bulging out of their sockets as they drop to his defined abs.
And the moment he pulls his shirt up to reveal his chest, you turn almost pink as you snap your head to the side so you’re not staring.
Cute.
“We have guests, Sukuna, jeez!”
You turn to your father berating his brother for his indecency, especially when your younger brother’s friends are running amok at home. Not to mention their parents mingling and chatting outside.
You take a peek at your uncle to see him glancing at you, his eyes dancing with mischief.
“I’m your guest too, you know,” he mutters. “And your child was the one that soiled my shirt.”
“Just wear the fucking shirt.” Your father slaps a dress shirt on his chest.
“Cursing in front of the children,” Sukuna clicks his tongue mockingly.
At this point, your father has already left the room. You turn to your uncle and see him pulling the shirt off the hanger and unbuttoning it. He glances up at you, his eyes searing hot as they land on you.
“You’re fine with Uncle Kuna being shirtless, right?”
You blush, not sure if it’s because he used the childish name you used to give him when you were eight, or because of what he said. Or maybe even because he’s topless and so damn handsome even as he fits his muscular tattooed arm into the sleeve of your father’s shirt.
Understanding that he’s looking for an answer, you nod your head meekly, still gaping at him as he gets dressed.
The sharp corner of his lips turn up into a smirk. As he slowly buttons up the top, he makes a show of running his eyes down your body.
His niece looks good in that yellow summer dress. The colour of it against your skin. The way it fits on your body. Sukuna almost wants to bite his lip and groan, eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head.
Instead, he settles on nodding at your dress and saying, “Like that colour on you.”
Dropping your gaze, hoping that somehow alleviates the redness of your face, you murmur, “Thanks, Uncle Sukuna.”
“Uncle Kuna,” he corrects teasingly, using the term you used for him when you were a kid.
He laughs when you let out a quiet whine and stare up at him in shock, like you weren’t expecting it to even manifest audibly.
The top two buttons of his shirt are undone and you’re almost ogling when he asks, “Do you think your dad’s going to nag again if I walk around like this?”
You swallow and flick your gaze up to meet his. “I think so.”
He makes a show of rolling his eyes as he fastens one more button. “I can’t breathe in his puny ass shirt,” he complains.
The shirt does look like it’s suffocating him. But honestly, he looks good in a tight fitting dress shirt that hugs his muscular body. Actually, he might even look more indecent like this than when he was shirtless.
“Let’s go grab a beer or something,” Sukuna mutters, walking toward you. He places a heavy hand on your shoulder, his palm calloused and warm on your skin. “I can’t be around this many kids sober.”
You let him steer you in the direction of the cooler box outside, where he takes and opens a bottle of beer, before turning to you. You shake your head at his wordless question and he grabs a small packet of gummy bears that are meant for the kids.
Tipping his beer in a sort of salute at your father’s childhood friend whom he is also acquainted with, he places hand on the small of your back now, fingers curling around your side, almost holding your waist. He walks out to the poolside and locates the egg-shaped swing chair furthest from the villa.
Settling down in it, he quirks an eyebrow up at you when you stay standing. “What? Sit down.”
Your cheeks are rosy as you mumble, “It’s too small.”
Sukuna glances at the space next to him.
The chair is designed for two people, sure. But with his size, he might as well occupy it alone.
Yet he scoffs and grabs your wrist, tugging you forward. He has a certain glint in his eyes when he promises, “We’ll make it fit.”
You gasp when he turns you around with his hands on your hips, pulling you down to sit on his lap. You turn around to gape at him, only to see him already leaning back as he takes a swig of his beer. He raises his eyebrows at you playfully.
“Cozy, huh?”
You immediately burst into flames. He chuckles. You’re so fucking cute every time you blush around your favourite uncle.
“Here.” He hands you the packet of gummies. “You can give me the yucky orange ones like you always do.”
“They’re not yucky,” you mumble in embarrassment even as you open it.
He laughs. “Yeah? You eat them, then.” He rolls his eyes when you stay quiet, head low and the tips of your ears red. “See. You hate them.”
As you feed yourself a red gummy bear, you look up and tell him, “I do but it isn’t because they’re yucky.”
“Yeah, whatever,” he says with another playful eye roll.
You’re too embarrassed to say anything else, so you stay quiet. Sukuna doesn’t break the silence either. Feeling a little awkward, you shift on his lap as you look around, watching your brother make a cannonball into the pool. His friends follow.
Sukuna feels you move again, shifting your weight slightly. “You comfortable on my lap, kitten?”
You turn to him, surprised. Shyly, you confess, “I’m too heavy, Uncle Kuna…”
“Tch. You think these muscles are for show, or what?” He pats the inside of his other thigh, his fingers brushing your skin as he does so. “I barely even feel you sitting on me.”
“Are you sure…?”
Sukuna rolls his eyes as he sits up, his chest brushing your arm, his handsome face close to yours. You can smell the beer in his breath, even feel the glance he makes to your lips chewing on a gummy bear.
“I could carry you and throw you around like you weigh nothing, doll. If you want me to really feel your weight, I suggest you sit on my face.”
Your breath catches in your throat. You stare at him, eyes round. Did you hear him correctly?
His eyes narrow on your disbelieving features for a moment before he cracks up with a chuckle. You let out the breath you’re holding, glad he’s just making a joke.
A very inappropriate one at that, but at least you know he’s kidding. Until he says,
“Just joking. Bet you’re still light as a feather when you’re riding my face.”
Sukuna’s lips stretch into a grin at your speechlessness. Especially when you swallow almost loudly in the stunned silence that follows.
“So cute,” he breathes, his beady red eyes flickering down to your parted lips again. “Never been dirty talked to before, huh?”
You’re still sitting frozen on his lap, gawking at him like a dead fish. He chuckles quietly, head turning slightly so his warm breath caresses your ear shell.
“I’ll tell you what else Uncle Kuna can do to you,” he whispers in a low, sultry voice. “I could carry you and fuck you midair with no support. With you facing me and your arms around my neck. My hands on your thighs.”
He drags the tips of his fingers up the side of your thigh now, pulling back the hem of your dress in his wake as he reaches the curve of your ass. His fingers trail upward, letting the skirt of your dress fall back into place, as he cups your waist.
Sukuna keeps sliding his hand up until he reaches your chest, where he stops. You’re not breathing anymore. Especially when he cradles your tit in his big hand. He moans softly in your ear. You mirror the sound he makes when he gives your breast a gentle squeeze.
“Yeah, I know you’ll like that, baby,” he coos in your ear. Hand now fondling your tit, he continues, “Uncle Kuna could go all night, kitten. Worship your sexy body. Lick your pretty cunt. Fuck you like I’m dying tomorrow.”
You shift on his lap, and not because you’re uncomfortable this time. But because you have to squeeze your thighs together to keep your pussy from throbbing.
Sukuna’s thumb skims the hem line of your bustier, caressing the soft skin of your chest. You feel your uncle leaning in closer, his nose touching your ear lobe as he groans quietly, only for you to hear. He gives the plush flesh another squeeze.
“So fucking perfect,” he whispers. “You’d let me suck on them, won’t you, pretty doll?”
You let out a heavy breath as you bob your head. You can feel the smile curling on Sukuna’s lips.
“You think about Uncle Kuna when you’re touching yourself?”
You swallow. You’re not sure why you feel like you have to be honest with him, but you are.
“Sometimes,” you whisper.
He clicks his tongue. “Tsk, tsk. Naughty girl.” He brushes your hair away from your shoulder and lowers his head to drop a hot kiss there. “What do you imagine me doing to you?”
Your mind is spinning, wondering if you’re in a dream right now. Why is your uncle asking you such questions? And more importantly, how do you even answer him?
How do you tell him that you imagine him between your legs, eating you out like a starved man with his thick fingers buried in your cunt?
Or that you think about kissing him while riding his thigh until you cum?
It’s sick. And it’s meant to stay a dirty little secret that will follow you to your grave.
But Sukuna wants to hear what his shy, pretty niece thinks about when she touches herself.
“Tell me,” he croons. “Do you think of Uncle Kuna’s mouth on your pussy?” You nod your head breathlessly. He grins. “Yeah? I do give very good head.”
You don’t say anything. Afraid to. Unsure if you should.
“Wanna try?”
You peek a glance at your uncle now and your breath catches in your throat at the heated look in his eyes as he gazes at you. His red orbs are scorching with temptation and desire.
At that moment, you hear faraway clapping and the distant voice of your father shouting for everyone to gather for the cake cutting for your brother’s birthday.
As if that has broken you out of the spell Sukuna has casted, you quickly stand from his lap, turning to face him, your face red and eyes wide.
He stares up at you, a lazy smirk on his face, eyes teasing. He eases back slightly to see you better.
“We have to go in, Uncle Sukuna,” you murmur, sounding so out of breath that Sukuna finds it endearing.
He rests his palm on the side of your thigh, sliding it up to the curve of your hips. He can see you holding your breath, your pupils blown as you watch him.
“Go ahead, kitten. Uncle Kuna will be right behind you.”
Gojo guiding megumi's face to suck toji off and he's got megumi by the hair, telling him to pull back his teeth and faltten his tongue down and make sure his lips are wet to create a smooth slide but then toji gets too impatient and he almost facefucks megumi which satoru has to remind him not to choke the boy. And he's got one hand wrapped around toji and the other buried in megumi's hair as he coaches megumi through how to breathe. He also whispers telling him to swallow when toji's done. He teaches megumi how to thank daddy because no one knows how toji likes it better than satoru, at least not yet.
"proshitters are normalizing the fetishization of the romanticsation of the sexualization of the markiplierzation"
*proceeds to make epstein jokes, diddy jokes, and edp jokes and accuses strangers on the internet who are minors of being predators and compares drawings to real csam/csem of REAL children*
hi everyone thinking about sleazy sukuna picking up megumi from school and telling him his dad sent him just to take him back to his own house and keep him drugged up and used as a glorified cum rag 🫶🏼
♡. HOW DO we feel about big brother GETO SUGURU teaching you how to take it for the first time? He's stretching you out so you won't have to feel other men tearing into you. Some can be brutes after all. Don't worry, your big brother will kiss the pain away for you. He'll be as gentle as you need him to be. He'll teach what an orgasm should feel like and how warm a man's release can feel. Like a nice warm meal on a cold day. ( ^_^)
cw: dead dove do not eat, incest, dark content, dad!toji, reader is 20
Dad!Toji loves inspecting your pussy before you leave the house and after you are back home. He says it’s a safety measure, he has to make sure no one else has touched you.
Dad!Toji always said his dear daughter had to be pure, she had to save her virginity for his daddy. That’s what good girls like you did after all.
Dad!Toji was always the one to buy you underwear. Before gifting them to you, he would always tint them with his cum, making sure you don’t forget who you belong to.
Dad!Toji would fill your mouth with his cock every night before sleep. Coating with his sperm your mouth and making you cockwarm him as you both were sleeping on his bed.
Dad!Toji was a nasty, perverted man. But you loved him so much you could never see the wrongs in him.
begging dad!toji to pull out as he has you on a mean matting press. him shutting you up, one of his hands covering your mouth as he spills all of his seed inside you :(
you are now crying as he keeps fucking his cum deeper, whispering in your ear how beautiful you would look with a big belly and carrying his kids.
when he finally slips out of you dad!toji makes you put your panties back on, he says he doesn’t want any of his seed to go to waste. you of course don’t want to make your dad sad, you are his precious good daughter after all, so you do as he says and spend the whole day with your thighs being sticky and with a cunt full of your fathers love.
dad toji please save me, use me, breed me :((( i need him sososososo bad nghhhh
grandpa naobito x granddaughter reader x uncle naoya
cw: dead dove do not eat, incest, non-con, old naobito, misogyny, uncle naoya makes an appearance, reader is 20, breast groping, fingering
just got an idea for grandpa naobito…
he is already on his late 60s, an old man like him still thinks women are only good for cleaning, bearing kids and warming their man’s cock. so of course he would take advantage of you when he sees you wearing a short skirt, saying he has to teach you a lesson by sticking his fingers inside your cunt as you plead him to stop. he slaps your ass hard, telling you to shut up. he roughly says to your ear that women that dress like whores should be treated for what they are.
you can feel his old man scent as he keeps pumping his fingers, tears slipping down your eyes, feeling sick to your stomach as you felt your orgasm building up. you are pleading him to stop, crying harder as you see his cock being pulled out of his pants. with a quick movement he pulls his fingers out, making you kneel in front of him as he keeps fucking his dick against your face, getting off to your pretty whines. you are now dirty with his cum, the man ordering you to leave as soon as he has released himself.
when you close the door behind you, thighs trembling, eyes puffy and a face full of your grandpa’s seed, you encounter your uncle naoya. he sees the state you are in, laughing at your face as he calls you a stupid slut. “no wonder my dad had to teach you a lesson” he had told you “you look like the cheapest whore with that skirt, it’s making me even want to play with you” you sobbed harder as you felt his presence cornering you against the wall, eyes eyeing you up and down as his face is filled with disgust. “you should feel lucky, you look so fucking disgusting that i don’t want to even touch your cheap body”. his words meaning something different than his touches, his hands gripping your tits and rolling your clothed nipples as he rolls his eyes at the small moan that left your throat. after a few minutes of touching you as if you were a mere toy, he finally left, not before sending you to the bathroom to clean yourself up. “you’re a mess, go change your clothes and start acting like a real woman should”. his figure now leaving your gaze as you rolled down the wall, sobbing because your grandpa and uncle are so mean to you :(
i wrote this in like 20 minutes but i need those two taking turns to fuck me so bad
cw: dead dove do not eat, dark content, incest, icky megumi, megumi is 21, reader is 19, groping, picture taking, mentions of sex and oral sex
ugh i just love thinking about brother!gumi. one could think he would be the sweet big brother, always protecting you and taking care of you, when the reality couldn’t be more twisted. any opportunity he had he would be groping you, massaging your tits as you whined at him, calling him a pervert when you feel his hard clothed cock poked against your ass.
brother!gumi was sooooo possessive, he would never let any other men approach you, throwing death stares at anyone who looked at you for more than 5 seconds. if they dared to keep staring? he would just grab your ass and make out with you while locking eyes with the man that thought he could have dirty dreams about his little sis. when the kiss broke you would just slap his chest, all blushy as you rambled about the fears if any of your friends, or his, were watching the scene. he honestly couldn’t care less, if it were for him he would fuck you in a place full of people so they knew who you belonged to.
brother!gumi kept a box on his room full of pictures of you naked. posing shyly for the camera after you had sucked his cock, face full of his seed as you had your tongue sticking out like he had told you to do. other pictures were you on all fours, in the shower, riding his cock, having him in your mouth after an argument where he had told you to shut up as he made you choke on his manhood :(
he may be a pervert, a twisted man that loved to corrupt his little sis, but you loved your big brother!gumi so much. he was just the best big brother ever.
cw: incest, sukuna is on his 50s and reader on her early 20s, sukuna has two cocks, p in v, cry baby reader
neuron activation, just thinking about trueformdad!kuna making you bounce on his two big fat cocks. the routine was always practically the same, he would call you to his room and you would arrive naked, all ready for him. you usually were below him and being put in positions where he could manhandle you, usually just using one of his cocks because he knew how much of a cry baby you were and well, you were his precious daughter after all. but if you had been bad? he would punish you by making you be on top, ordering you to force his two dicks inside your tight cunt, not even trying to help his poor kid out.
trueformdad!kuna loved humiliating you, calling you a sick fuck when you moaned as you felt the stretch of his cocks ripping you apart. but who could blame you for acting a lil slutty when you felt his hips moving up to help you out, getting all dumb on your dad as he destroyed your insides :(
suguru is watching intently, his eyes trained on your writhing, whimpering form as he pushes his index and ring fingers inside you.
he reaches deeper than you ever could, curling the digits like he knows exactly how you need him to touch you. each thrust is deliberate, forceful with the intention to leave you reeling. your clouded mind scrambles to hold onto the reality of your situation as you're pinned beneath suguru's hands, completely at his mercy for him to turn you into a spectacle for your audience.
you shouldn't feel as good as you do. you should feel disgusting, it is disgusting, but that doesn't stop you from soaking the hand that's pleasuring you. your arousal seeps out around his fingers, webs of slick connecting the two of you in a sticky mess.
your body sinks into the plush mattress of satoru's bed and sweat beads across your forehead. the air in the room is suffocating, hanging thickly over you, its weight is amplified by body heat and a tension that only worsens when your head lolls to the side. the sheets are soft against your cheek, a weak form of comfort as your eyes flutter open to be met with the same piercing blue stare that you've grown up seeing everyday.
just never like this.
you panicked when you first noticed that your brother had slipped into the room after you and suguru. you pleaded with slurred words for suguru to stop, your tongue heavy from the multitude of drinks that had been poured down your throat earlier in the night.
you've always wanted suguru. you were the little sister that fell for her older brother's best friend—a cliché. but you didn't want him like this, with your own brother in the room, his gaze defiling you more than another set of hands ever could.
"but it is his room," suguru mused. dexterous fingers slipped between your legs as you tried to reply, fingertips gliding along the lacy fabric of your panties, applying just enough pressure to distract you.
"or maybe you wanted him to see us. you have your own room, don't you? we could've gone there instead."
you shook your head lightly and smacked your dry lips in an attempt to find some words for him, but all you achieved was a low groan as the motion sent a wave of dizziness through you. maybe if you had more awareness you would have reminded him that he was the one who led you here. he was the one that got you drunk and then wrapped an arm around your waist, tugging you into his side and leaning down to your ear so he could ask if you wanted to go upstairs with him.
suguru had always been aware of your little crush, you really couldn't have been more obvious. so he already expected it when you nodded dumbly and stumbled along behind him, straight into your brother's room.
and now your skirt is bunched around your hips with your shirt tugged up high enough to let your tits fall out. those lace panties you'd chosen specially for suguru have been rudely yanked to the side, giving satoru a clear view of his baby sister's pretty cunt being stuffed full of his best friend's fingers.
"fuck, she looks so tight." satoru's breathless, his stiff cock resting in his hand as he jerks himself off to the sight in front of him.
"she is," suguru hums, scissoring his fingers in a way that makes you squirm, a small whine tumbling out of your throat. "poor thing can barely handle this, i'm not sure i'll fit."
he speaks with amusement because he knows that no matter what, you will take him. he’s been imagining what it'd feel like to be buried inside his best friend's little sister for so long, he can’t keep himself from you anymore. especially because suguru was only restraining himself out of fear of what satoru might think.
and then he found out just how depraved his friend really is when he walked in on satoru stroking his cock, a dirty pair of your sleep shorts pressed up to his nose.
he tried to play it off at first, but suguru knew they were yours, he'd seen you in them countless times. such a cute pair, they always gave him the perfect outline of your pretty pussy when you'd bend over in them.
your eyes drift between suguru and satoru, but you can't make out what they are saying. their words sound muffled, muted by the ringing in your ears and the bass from the party still going on downstairs. though it hardly matters. even if you could hear what they were saying, the only thing you're able to focus on now is the uncomfortable feeling pooling low in your stomach.
your hands scramble to claw at suguru's arm, your brows pinched together with an expression as close to a look of concern as you can manage. "w-wai… sugu," you breathe.
suguru gives you his attention, more curious as to whether you'll be able to form the words you want than what you actually have to say. his fingers slow to a languid rhythm, his thumb hooking around your pelvis to rub lightly against your clit.
after several failed attempts to communicate where your sentences were cut off by a loud moan and a twitch of your hips, you finally manage three little words, "n-need to go."
"go? you don't wanna be here with me?" the fake hurt in suguru's voice registers all too real in your hazy mind and panic strikes in your chest once more.
you'd never want to upset suguru, you care about him too much.
"bathroom…" you whine as you make a pathetic attempt to push suguru's hands away. it’s the best explanation you can offer at the moment.
he doesn't budge an inch, but the pitiful sight of you causes the corners of his lips to quirk up, similar to the way satoru's cock twitches in his grasp.
you're just coherent enough to know that what you're feeling is wrong. as suguru touches you, you're not experiencing the the normal pressure of an impending orgasm. instead, it's a worrying pressure that makes you try to wriggle out of suguru's grasp.
he knows exactly what you're feeling.
your bladder is so full that it's starting to ache. you're past the point of being able to completely hold it in and the once creamy slick that coated suguru's hand has turned watery. it’s louder each time he plunges his fingers back into your tight heat, and messier as the wetness starts to splash onto his wrist.
with your heart racing in your chest, you make one last futile attempt to persuade your brother's friend to let you up so that you can make a run for the toilet. "s-stop! please i—."
"fuck, i'm so close. keep going," satoru interrupts. his cock is throbbing in his palm, his pupils are blown so wide you can hardly tell the color of his irises.
it's already bad enough being forced to endure whatever suguru wants to put you through under your brother's heated gaze. but that embarrassment reaches impossible heights when suguru plunges his fingers deep inside your sopping cunt one last time, using his other hand to press down onto your stomach until a steady stream of piss is leaking out of you.
satoru is ruined. the moment he sees the glaringly obvious look of shame on your face, he can't stop the obscene moan of your name that slips past his lips as he shoots thick ropes of cum into his hand.
he knows that he's beyond fucked up for this. he can try to reason with himself that it wasn't his idea and that makes it better, but he knows that's a lie. at the end of the day, he just cared about getting to see his best friend humiliate his little sister more than anything else, and there's no salvation from that.
but you just look so pretty with your cheeks flushed red, your eyes glassy with tears as you look anywhere but at them. you can't bear to meet their eyes.
"such a messy girl… just like your brother." suguru stares at the way satoru's cum is dripping onto the floor of his room as his cock softens in his hand. it's nothing compared to the near puddle that you've made on the bed.
your skirt is soaked through as you remain held in place, laying in your own pee as suguru finally slips his hand out of your sore pussy.
you hate them both.
you hate that you trusted either of them to take care of you.
you hate that there was an inexplicable swell to your ego when you saw how hard your brother came just from watching you.
and most of all, you hate the way your pussy is still slick with arousal, your legs spreading further apart on instinct when you see suguru shifting in his seat to finally tug his pants off.
I love ur writings sm but I'm not sure if u take anons but I do have a request for
SingleDad!Choso fucking the stress out of the naive!reader ALSO I need this to be a vanilla type
Have a great day <33
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YES!! i accept requests from anyone! <3 i hope you like this, because i wasn't sure on how to write choso tbh :o
Making Dad Choso upset
cw: incest, creampie
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SingleDad!Choso was tired. His hands were stained with endless amounts of blood that he felt he could never wash off, and his heart ached with each passing minute. Truly he felt as though all of this…was it worth it?
SingleDad!Choso entered the dark house with heavy footsteps, a small frown on his handsome face. Another mission, another death, another endless stream of blood. He can still smell the disgusting copper scent on his hands.
SingleDad!Choso glanced around the empty house as he walked through, slowly stripping himself of his garbs until he was down to his underwear. Already, he was sporting a small chub, his cock twitching as the scent of your body reached him
Subconsciously, he followed your scent to your room. He had expected you to be asleep by now, as you usually were, but the faint lights from under your door proved him otherwise.
Pushing the door open slowly, SingleDad!Choso’s eyes widened at the sight of you. Laying on the edge of your bed, the lower half of your body was naked and spread, your hand messily spreading your folds open and closed, your own eyes wide as if entrances by the sight.
SingleDad!Choso felt his chub immediately form into a throbbing erection, the sight of your labia parting and squishing together was far more arousing than he could have ever imagined. He could hear the faint ‘squelch’ of your pussy each time you parted your folds, and finally, his resolve snapped.
Slamming your door open, SingleDad!Choso stared down at you with an expression that could only be described as hungry. He made his way towards you with booming steps, ignoring the squeak of embarrassment you let out.
“Is this what you’ve been doing while I’m gone?”
His tone was dark and husky, his hands gripping your thighs with a bruising force before he dragged you towards him, spreading your legs wider.
“Touching yourself shamelessly? Spreading your legs while your father is out and losing his damn mind?”
SingleDad!Choso drew his hand down to your pussy, slapping the wet flesh as he growled, ignoring your sweet cries :( How could his sweet girl do this? After raising you by himself, protecting you and even raising enough money to send you to your dream college…all you’ve done is spread yourself like a whore?
“N-No! No daddy! It’s not like that! I-I…It felt weird down there, a-and I didn’t know what to do!”
Your voice was trembling, your face flushed pink as you desperately tried to close your legs. It was true. You’d never done anything like this before! But all of a sudden, your pussy was so so tingly, throbbing for something and you didn’t know what :(
But your daddy wasn’t listening. No. No, your daddy was mad, and as the rustling of fabric was heard, your breath hitched as the sight of his throbbing cock was revealed. Oh, every part of your daddy was so so upset, and his cock was so red and angry with you too :(
SingleDad!Choso spread your pussy open with his fingers, and for a moment, his anger was gone and replaced by surprise. Oh, your pussy was raw and untouched, and if he peered even slightly closer, he could see the wall of your hymen. So it was true, his sweet girl was untouched…
SingleDad!Choso but his bottom lip, tapping his cock against your weeping slit as he spoke.
“Do you want to make me happy?”
A small hiccup escaped you, your eyes wide with tear. You didn’t want your daddy upset with you, you wanted him to be happy and go back to spoiling you!
“Yes…How can I make you happy, daddy?”
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SingleDad!Choso can barely control his hips snapping into your warm cunt, his cock throbbing and spearing into your g-spot in an uneven rhythm. Under him was you, fucked dumb and pleading for more.
You were perfect. Perfect in every fucking way. SingleDad!Choso swears he’s in heaven, so pussydrunk he doesn’t even realize his nose is bleeding :(
Your tummy was bulging with the size of his cock, and your cervix was sore from how hard he was pounding into you. You wanted to complain, wanted to tell your daddy to stop, but it felt too good, and somewhere in your tummy, it was begging for more, begging for something only your daddy could give you!
It was only until SingleDad!Choso had finally spilled his sticky spunk into your womb that you realized this was what you wanted. Yes, yes! Your daddy’s cum was what your tummy was craving, and now, you can only hope a baby can fill that empty space in your womb <3
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