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lilsocksiswriting · 5 months

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Paring: Issei Matsukawa X Fem!Reader

Summary: Matsukawa fingers you in a car and clues you in on his plans

Warnings: NSFW, no beta reader, Minors DNI

Tags: fingering, car sex, cheating

Word Count: 1.8K

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Chapter Two || Chapter Four

When you awake it is past noon, but not too late. Your mom still lays a hand flat on her chest and gasps when she sees you come downstairs,” Why oh my stars look who has come to grace us with her presence.”

“Late night studying,“ You tell her then ask, ”Do you mind if I borrow the car? The twins want to meet up for coffee .”

She frowns and you already know what that means.

“I can take ya,” Matsukawa peeks out from the kitchen.

Your mom speaks over you, “ Are you sure?”

“Oh yeah, Y/S/N is out with her friends anyway, so I don't have much going on.”

“Wonderful! Then we can swing by and pick you up later for gift shopping!”

Oh, right. Gift shopping. You had to pick up that photography book for Dad you ordered from the bookstore and still find something for your sister. You were really just trying to mentally block out all the family time you had to spend together at this point.

“Great then. I’ll go get ready.”

You rush back upstairs to get showered and get dressed. You put a little more effort into dressing up just because you get to be alone in a car with Matsukawa. You pair your favorite docs with a dark pair of pantyhose, a turtleneck, and a jeans overall dress with some embroidered flowers on it.

“Oh, you look nice,” your mom comments when you come back downstairs with your bookbag. “Are you sure that this is just coffee with twins?”

“Yes, I’m just helping them not fail trig,” you roll your eyes.

Matsukawa held his tongue about what he thought of you until you two were in the car.

“You do look really pretty today .”

“Thanks.” You say smiling shyly and playing with the strap of your seatbelt.

“But” he goes on to add, “Nothing beats that pretty sight of you last night.”

“Last night?” you giggle, “What about in the morning too? Did, you lose track of time when you were down there?”

With one hand remaining on the wheel Matsukawa puts his other hand on your exposed thigh and oh wow, look at that, his hand nearly covers your whole thigh. He gives it a firm squeeze that makes your stomach do a little flip. Swoon-worthy, panty-wetting behavior

He keeps his hand there as he turns down a street that will make it take longer to get to the coffee shop you had punched into the GPS. You don’t mind though. The twins will understand, and they’ll have questions, but they won’t be mad if you have ten or so minutes late.

He hums,” I guess you’re right. I got so lost in that perfect pussy of yours last night. I could probably spend days down there and not even realize it.”

“Oh, shut up,” you feel your cheeks grow hot and bite back a bigger smile.

“You really want me to shut up talking about how much I loved last night?”

Matsukawa’s hand creeps further up your thigh, his finger teasing the end of your dress. Your breath hitches and you look over to your sister’s boyfriend. His eyes were still on the road but there was that lazy smirk plastered across his face. A warmth bursts in your tummy and seeps down to your core.

You too return your eyes to the raid. Since Matsukawa had chosen to take the scenic route he was now driving down a long stretch of road sounded by snow-covered evergreens.

“Ok, no not really. Not when you put it like that.”

You shiver feeling Matsukawa’s thumbs stroke your thinly covered skin just under your dress.

“Good, because you’ve got me addicted, pretty girl.”

Oh god, there was that nickname again that makes you wetter. You practically squeal in excitement as his hand slips between your thighs.

“So….that your hand’s inching toward my pussy?”

In a brave move, you sink a little in your seat and spread your legs for him. Matsukawa’s eyes flick to you slumped in your seat waiting for him to touch you again, then back to the road

“Fuck pretty girl, you’re so lewd and shameless and I love it. bet you already wet huh?”

You were but you urge him, “Why don’t don’t you go and see?”

“But I got to keep my eyes on the road, pretty girl.”

You place your hand over his and ask, ”You want me to show you them?”

“Fuck, please.”

So you do. Swept up in the attention you’re getting from your older sister’s boyfriend and wanting to feel his touch again, you guide Matsukawa’s hand to your core and push his fingers firmly against it through your pantyhose and underwear. A tiny moan escapes you at the pressure. You ask yourself why you bother with underwater.

Matsukawa swallows. He can already feel his cock stirring in his pants.

“Good girl, you wanna use my hand to get off?”

You nod eagerly and begin rutting your hips against his fingers that you keep firmly pressed against you. Matsukawa carefully shifts in his seat. His dick was now fully hard and straining against his jeans

“O-oh fuck,” you breathe.

“Feels good pretty girl?”

You nod, pressings his fingers hard against your clit.

“Fuck, you are getting soaked pretty girl aren't you?”, he coos, and sure enough when he glances over there a damp spot forming over the crotch of your pantyhose.

“I-I need more though. It’s not enough,” you pout. The friction was great and wonderful, but you were so greedy when it came to him. Feeling him over your clothes wasn’t going to cut it. you needed to feel Matsukawa's bare fingers rubbing those perfect circles over your slick clit again. you want to feel his thick fingers stretch your cunt out.

“That so?” Matsukawa wants to give you more. He’ll give you whatever you want as long as you ask nicely.

And he doesn’t even have to tell you that. You began to plead, “Pleeeeease, wanna feel your fingers stuffing me like they did last night? Please make me feel cum hard again Issei.”

Said the man pulling his hand away. He lets out a Shakey breath. God, you make him so hard like it’s the easiest thing in the world. Matsukawa quickly pulls over to the shoulder of the road.

“Ok then, pull’em down for me pretty girl, he instructs and is surprised at how fast you wiggle your cute little ass out of that pantyhose and pull them down to your docs along with your underwear.

“Like this?” you ask sinking further down in your seat and spreading your legs for him.

The dark-haired man balanced and arm on the center console so he can lean over it and slide his finger along the wet lips of your pussy.

“C-cold!” you jump.

“Sorry pretty girl, give it a minute. You so hot here it’ll will warm them right up.”

Any argument that you had about his icey finger turned into a moan. Matsukawa gathers up more of your wetness between his index and middle fingers before shoving them inside you. The action has such a force behind it your whole body jolts.

“Fuuuuck,” your whine turns into a sob.

Matsukawa, that devil, doesn’t give you any kind of forewarning or warm-up before he goes straight to drilling his finger into you. The ‘schlickschlickschlick’ sound of his fingers rutting into you fills the car along with the heat of your tow’s labored breaths. You weakly grip at his wrist. It’s all so much. Eventually, all you can do is grab at anything you can and hold on for dear life. His two thick fingers going deep and the heel of his palm rubbing against your clit.

“Fuuuck , I- Issei,” you hiccup, eye wide as you stare at his glistening fingers fucking in and out of you,” It’s so much,i-ah~ please please.”

“Yea? Keep it up pretty girl. Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

“S-so good m holy shit Issei!” you cry, eyes rolling back and head thumping against the car door.

Matsukawa groans feeling you clenching around his fingers. You thrash about like you couldn’t handle the way the orgasm he’s brought you to. he is loving it.

As you calm down heaving for breath Matsukawa slips his fingers out of you and sits back in his seat, puts the car back in drive, and goes on as if not a thing happened.

“So was that enough for ya?”

You don't trust yourself to speak just yet so you just nod and go about pulling up your pantyhose and settling back down. You soothe your hair and pull down your dress that had ridden up past your hips.

As Matsukawa, drives into town you ask,” Do you feel bad about this?”

“Do you?”

You look out the windows and play with the strap of your seatbelt again. “To be honest, nah not really.”

“Then neither do I,” he shrugs.

“But your girlfriend is my sister.”

“And I wanan to break up with my girlfriend.”

“Then why not do that ?”

Matsukawa chuckles a littel, “She’s your sister so you tell me.”

A frown sours your face. No one breaks up with Y/S/N. And because of that, you start to wonder if you two had similar devious plans. “Are you trying to get her to break up with you by using me?”

“Well I prefer to put it as benign a total sleaze bag-”

“I’m in.”

Matsukawa stops at a red light and turns his head to face you. You look back at him with a completely serious face.

“I’m tired of being treated like a child and I’m tired of being the laughing stock of this family,” you explain, “If getting caught sleeping with my older sister's hot boyfriend will change that perception, then I’m in.”

Matsukawa, smirks,”You think I’m hot?”

You settle back in your seat,” The light’s green hot stuff.”

You end up getting dropped off at the coffee shop 20 minutes late, but the twins aren’t curious as to why you’re late.

“Was that Matsukawa in the driver’s seat?” Atsumu asks upon you sitting down at the table.

“It was.”

“And the bitch is ok with him being your littel chauffeur?” Osamu asks.

You pull out your trigonometry textbook and a notebook from your bag. ”probably not.”

“She doesn't know?”

“She doesn't know a lot of things,” you open your textbook only to have it shut by the blond twin.

“What does that mean?” he demands.

You smile, not feeling at all bad for being caught so easily.

“Holy shit you gorgeous, amazing homewrecker. Oh, You have to tell us everything, we’re gonna need to have updates. Stats, “ Atsumms smiles wide,” this is the best Christmas ever. Can you imagine when your sister finds out?”

“We have to tell the group chat,” Osamu is already swiping open his phone.

You put a hand over his phone screen,” After your homework.”

The twins groan, leaving it to the theme to be so excited that their manager is sleeping around with her older sister’s boyfriend. You hope the rest of your friends will have similar reactions.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!!#privet stacks #mattsukawa x reader #matsukawa issei #mattsun

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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HQ guys with 🐱 (part 2)

click here if you want to read part one ⬎ https://www.tumblr.com/forusomimiya/710270827872026624/hq-guys-with?source=share [𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙢𝙖, 𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖, 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙣] (sorry if the ships I write are not to your liking) SMUT +18, fem characters but not their partners. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

𝙆𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙢𝙖

"so close babe, keep it up please" whispered kenma after muting the microphone, although it wouldn't be the first time she'd let out a moan with the speaker on. Feeling the tip of her boyfriend's nose in her hole didn't help her keep control. Quite the opposite. She fucked Kuroo's tongue until she reached the tingling in her belly that would make her cum silently seconds later. Kuroo moaned at the salty taste of his girlfriend's cum, hardly embarrassed to be heard by the young men who were already asking kenma for explanations of what they had heard. Kenma excused herself as best she could and disconnected from the game. She would explain herself later, now she have to deal with the tent under her boyfriend's trousers.

𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙮𝙤 𝙃𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖

One of Hinata's sexual fantasies was to penetrate her boyfriend with a strap-on, and after several conversations and pouting, she succeeded. Having her six-foot-four boyfriend lying on the bed with his knees bent towards his chest. "Oh honey, this is gonna be fun." She omitted Tobio's moan as she entered him fully, and even though it was a silicone cock, she felt the pleasure like it was a real one. The thrusts increased, and with them, Tobio's pleas for more. Hinata wasn't used to cardio, but to see her boyfriend a mess, she would do anything.

She coordinated her movements to grab her boyfriend's hard cock and milk him dry. It was enough to see the white liquid covered dildo spurting out of her boyfriend's hole for her to cum after him. "God... I told you this would be a good idea." Tobio seemed to like it. He bought a couple more of those dildos in different sizes.

𝙄𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖

"No one's looking, so touch me" Mattsun loves to be touched in public. Showing the other men who he belongs to, and Hanamaki needs no more than a command from his girlfriend to work his way between her legs under her skirt, toss aside the expensive lingerie he once bought her and plunge his slender, long fingers inside her. He makes an effort and unbuttons his trousers to free his cock and play at the entrance to Mattsun's pussy.

"Don't go so fast. You wouldn't want me to cum that fast, would you?" She didn't want to, but the thought of being able to be seen by thousands of eyes heightened her excitacion. She only had time to be filled before she went to the bathroom and gave her boyfriend a taste of the mess he had made inside her.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuuheadcanon #hq smut #hinata shoyo #hinata smut #issei matsukawa #mattsukawa issei #mattsun smut #matsukawa smut #kenma smut #kozume kenma #incorrect haikyuu quotes #haikyuu!!#kageyama x hinata #kenma x kuroo #hanamaki smut

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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years

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Boss, Boss, Boss

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Gvh0LbO

by beautiful_darknis

Words: 4805, Chapters: 2/10, Language: English

Fandoms: haikyuu

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Semi Eita, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oikawa Tooru, Shirabu Kenjiro, Tendou Satori, Goshiki Tsutomu, Terushima Yuji, Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsurou, Lev Haiba, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Asahi Azumane, Yamaguchi Dadashi, Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Akiteru, Yaku Morisuke, Issei Mattsukawa, Takahiro Mattsun, Futaguchi Kenji, Kanji Koganegawa, Yachi Hitoka, Kiyoko Shimizu

Relationships: Semi Eita/Iwaizumi Hajime, Semi Eita/Shirabu Kenjiro, Shirabu Kenjirou/Tendou Satori, Kawanishi Taichi/Shirabu Kenjirou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Oikawa Tooru/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Terushima Yuuji/Goshiki Tsutomu

Additional Tags: Smut, Office, Gay Sex, Gay, Hate Sex

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Gvh0LbO

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ao3feed-iwaoi #haikyuu!!

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anntidote · 4 years

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: ♡ love tap - mattsukawa issei

— “i want all of you, and i mean all of you...” ♡

pairing: mattsukawa issei x fem!reader

warnings: smut, fluff if ya squint, lit rally what’s plot?, SIZE KINK, descriptions of fat cock, belly bulging, ahegao face, brain rot (dumbification), squirting, unprotected sex (wrap b4 ya tap), penetration, smidge of aftercare— did i mention issei’s horse cock yet?

summary: according to google, a ‘love tap’ is a sign of affection shown by a simple smack or hit. but in your case, mattsun uses something else... and it’s quite big...

the first time you saw mattsun’s cock, something in you short circuited.

he’s just so pretty. a slight curve to the right and vein on the underside. his tip flushed the same rose of his cheeks, as it whimpers in precum that makes you salivate. but this is besides the fact of his sheer size.

this man his huge. girth needing two of your hands to barely wrap around the base of him, and you’d extend your jaw as much as you could. weighing heavy on your tongue when you gave him a blowjob- only a couple inches in and you’re gagging.

you simply feel so bad.

mattsun had probably gone through women who couldn’t take it. if you’d ask- he’d recount stories of how they were afraid he’d genuinely break them in half, how a girl dislocated her jaw, and so on.

and although there’s nothing wrong with saying no— holy shit, he must have had blue balls for so long.

and that’s most likely why mattsun is whimpering, even when he’s above you. barely keeping himself together as you pant, reaching up to stroke his cheek affectionately.

his arms at either side of your head and barely holding himself up. he lines his tip up at your entrance, breath hitching at how your small hole sputters at the contact. still sensitive from the other orgasms he’d diligently prepped you with. but even so...

“are you sure about this?” he hesitates, eyes boring into yours, trying to find any hint of doubt. “you don’t have to do this for me.”

you resist to roll your eyes, thumb stroking against his cheekbone. your response, hot against his skin when you look at him with a coy look.

“i want all of you, baby.” and you feel his eyes widen when you push your hips against his, the mere tip stretching your walls and having your mouth drop slightly open. your initial even tone, now a bit airy.

“and i mean- all of you.”

to mattsun, that statement meant two things.

the first one is reassurance. and it warms his heart on how willing you are to love him, and i mean, all of him. it’s kind of traumatizing to have women reject you so many times because of your size- yet here you are. so pliant and wanting him, and the entirety of him.

the second one is... well- “ah fuck-!”

your moan sends a shiver down mattsun’s spine as he’s slowly sinking into your heat. cock so thick that your mind fuzzes up like an old VHS tape, and he groans in tandem with you. your body curling forward at the delicious burn- his cock nothing like you’d ever taken before.

he moves his hands to rub against the side of your thighs reassuringly. “y-your cunt is so tight, baby... ah shit- i might break ya...”

your pupils are cloudy when you say words that make mattsun’s stomach churn.

“please...”

mattsun should be laughing, ‘cause fuck— you want him to break you?

you’d already made a dark puddle against the sheets- your arousal is undeniable and sending mattsun for a loop. he takes his hand and reaches down, rubbing along your pussy to find the button that makes your vision speckle. and your legs unconsciously spread wider, a moan falls from your lips.

and it’s when he bottoms out, hips flush against yours, is when your breath is knocked right out of you. your cunt, speared open by the sheer girth of mattsun’s cock. and you blink at the blurry vision you have, your vocal cords null, as you try to suck in a breath but absolutely failing- as it feels like you’ve been split in two. his cock, simply too much for your small body.

“fuck, baby.” he hissed from above you- the feeling of your velvety walls enveloping the entirety of him feeling so... so... good.

all you can think about is how heavy his balls feel against the skin of your ass, but it’s hard to put together any thoughts when your guys are being rearranged. your lungs never having a mere second to expand.

and mattsun wishes you could see how you look right now.

drool running down your chin when his cock drags out slowly, your cunt clenching when you take in a greedy breath. tears beginning to stream, and your brain processes with one thought, and one thought only.

mattsun’s cock is fucking huge.

and when you squeeze around the tip of him, he’s already pushing back in. your whimpers are delicious against his ears when he rolls his hips against yours, even when your hands find a purchase on his shoulders.

“sh-should’ve fucked this cunt sooner if i-“ he breathes, his fingers gripping against the meat of your waist. and you’re crying as he sets his pace, thrusting, and your vision going hazy- almost as if you were a virgin again.

“you’re...so... big- agh!!” your throb around him, sucking him in greedily- but you simply can’t help it. the feeling impossibly good, thrumming through your veins.

you wanna get fucked full.

“uhh... aah...” you could barely keep your eyes open at the sheer speed and force of his thrusts. balls slapping against your ass and pleasure clouding your rationality.

“cunt so tight, ya can’t let me g-go...” he grunts out, thrusting a tad faster, gripping your hips and sure to bruise.

the moan that escapes you is pornographic and embarrassing— something mattsun would love to tattoo into his ears. especially when you’re whimpering incoherent phrases, cheeks wet with tears, and eyes half lidded— simply because you’re being speared by his cock.

and a curse escapes him, finally noticing the obscene squelch that rings louder and louder, with every brush of his cock against you. “ ‘m gonna fill ya up, doll. fill ya up nice and good.”

he can’t fool you with how clenched his jaw is, and the tightness in his gut that threatens to pour over. the stutter in his hips and how your toes curl. the intensity of the ordeal building higher and higher. and when you deliberate clench around his shaft, feeling every ridge of him- it’s almost painful.

yet it only takes his name to stumble from your lips to let the dam, overflow.

“issei, please—!!”

“fuck fuck fuck!” mattsun groans, settling on longer strokes and burying himself inside of you. filling you with utter warmth that poops against your inner walls in milky ropes. “ah shit-“ only for him to fuck his seed into you, and the tantalizing spasm of your walls against his sensitive length sends him for a frenzy.

“issei-!” your chest tightens, almost as if you can’t breathe. your back arches, a familiar pressure beginning to push a limit, and your alarms beginning to go off. “issei- issei-“ you try to say, but your pussy just grows tighter and tighter. your body thrumming, and burning up in utter heat, when you gurgle his name.

“c’mon, babe. a-almost there.” he punctuates with a specific thrust that makes you cry out.

you’re already sobbing at this point. moans are broken and everything is incoherent nonsense- but that’s what mattsun wants. and what he wants—

you’d gladly serve.

“issei—!”

and it’s too much, when the pressure snaps. the intense burn as your squirt, cumming all over the length of his shaft and hips. and it keeps coming with every thrust. you feel your juices trickling down your thighs, and hear your boyfriend curse under his breath. specifically when he reaches down to the slight bump in your stomach, pressing slightly, and feeling the tip of his cock adjust.

and your cum sloshes inside of you, mixing with his, and it chases mattsun’s cock when he pulls out. crippling past your lower lips and onto the cotton sheets below.

you’re a wreck.

cunt utterly abused and lips swollen. lashes wet, and cum slowly trickling between your thighs. bruised, tongue lolling out- only able to nod when mattsun strokes your cheek, asking if you wanted a bath.

but not before he takes his softening cock, and giving a light slap to your sputtering cunt. you jolt, sending him a death glare.

“ ‘‘twas just a love tap, baby.” he responds with that stupid, know-it-all smirk, before you hear his feet patter against the bathroom tiles, and a flick of the faucet.

the second thing, that “all of you” told him is simple.

that he loves you. tapping or not.

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kshira · 2 years

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𝐑𝐀𝐖 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄!

ft. iwaizumi, kuroo, hinata, tendou, osamu, bokuto, akaashi, mattsun

tw. fem!reader, cursing, praise, dirty talk, creampie, breeding kink, dom! w/ sub! reader

an. part one here! <3

𖣠 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈

one roll of his hips and iwaizumi bottoms out inside you, larger palms coming up to grip the back of your thighs, “i-i love you” he utters, struggling to reel focus on anything but your pussy sucking him in. “i love you so much, so fuckin’ much” your heart flutters at his honey laced words, olive hues washing over your face. yet his vision knocks down to your pussy as iwaizumi spews more sugary phrases, “i love this pussy so much.” your eyes gloss over, taunting black and reminiscing pleasure as iwaizumi brings his elbows beside your head and rocking his hips maliciously. “don’t want anybody else, pussy so good, so good for me” iwaizumi snaps his hips and a smirk toys with his lips when you arch your body against his own. exposed, raw length slides inside your warm walls and it’s driving him over the edge. “shit, i think—i think i’m gonna fuckin’ cum” iwaizumi moves with vigor, mindlessly pumping his fat cock inside you and he’s in love— madly, helplessly, in love with your pussy and fucking you raw made him fall even deeper.

𖣠 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎

kuroo feels so exposed, completely naked above you, smooth legs thrown over his shoulder, sweat beading on his forehead while kuroo slicks back the raven strands. a subtle brush of his cock across your slick folds and he’s gasping for air—for something, whether it’s too much or not enough kuroo can only slowly guide his cock through to your hole, muscles tightening in his gut when the vice grip welcomes him. “god, you’re so tight” kuroo groans, sucking a stale breath into his lungs and flickering his eyes to your face, “you’re really, really fucking tight, angel” kuroo can’t believe the words flutter through his lips like a gentle melody, blurring between lines as he sinks deeper into your hole, hissing at the stretch cascading across the length. you only clench back at your boyfriend, the way he’s collapsing above you and whimpering at the sensitive jolts across his cock. “d-don’t do that, don’t fucking do that, i’ll cum” kuroo grits his teeth, and you take the initiative to just taunt him back with another grip against his cock. “is that what you want, princess? make a mess in this pretty little hole?” kuroo cups your cheeks, face crashing against your own as he pulls your lip between his teeth, “maybe if i cum inside you it’ll be easier to move, pretty baby.”

𖣠 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀

his name is left like a prayer on your lips, blossoming into another rich moan as hinata nestles his face into the crook of your neck, sucking against the skin. “do i make you feel good, pretty girl?” hinata rises from his spot, raising his face to meet yours, breath brushing past your lips, “i can feel everything, how much this pussy clings to me.” hinata can only smile back when your orbs reflect bliss, fucked out condition, timid at the edges as they crease but legs spreading wider for him. he’s under a wave, the water crashing onto his body with every stroke, cock aliging just right to hit that sweet spot, juices surging through his length and hinata feels like his lungs are succumbing to the liquids. your hands wrap around his neck for leverage while hinata moves faster, pounding strokes with vigor, calloused fingers searing against your flesh and the moment comes, unraveling as he shoots his pretty white load inside you. “feel that princess? all this cum is for you, all for you and that perfect pussy” hinata places a kiss against your forehead, lungs finally able to breath in this newfound glory of fucking your hole raw.

𖣠 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

tendou is nervous, watching your body crawl over to him, a crimson set of eyes attempting to collect your form settling on his lap and hands brought up to cup his cheeks, “are you sure you want this?” tendou asks quietly, the hum vibrates his lips when you reply back with a deepening kiss. tendou is closer to you than he ever has been, of course sex isn’t what he’s thinking—it’s the thought of you sinking down on his length with no condom—nothing, just your warm walls and his bare cock. it’s a feeling tendou wishes he could relive over and over, your hands slowly grab hold of his shoulders, lips parting and nose scrunching when your hips begin to move. tendou body begins to crumble under you, struggling to bring his hands up to capture your curves and gripping the flesh, “all mine, you’re all mine.” tendou grunts when your fingers card through his scarlet locks, thoughts drift in his mind while his length drags across your velvet walls. “tell me i’m all yours” tendou whispers, lips parting when he feels the way your pussy gushes around him, slick slathering his thighs, “tell me this pussy is all mine.” and that’s when his composure drops, arms wrapping around your body like a vine, pounding harder up into your hole and tendou fucks you for the words, to imprint him—and only him, that your cunt belongs to tendou. “it’s all yours satori” your voice meekly radiates over his lips and tendou smiles, “always, always mine” he murmurs capturing your lips.

𖣠 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔

osamu is caught under your spell, his fist gripping the sheets while you bounce on his cock, eyes knocking white with every single thrust down on his rigid cock. “angel, ya gotta slow down” osamu grits back, halting your movements and dragging his eyes up to your face, “it feels so fuckin’ good, just wanna stay like this.” his arms pull you down flush to his chest, gripping you tighter, “i don’t wanna cum yet” osamu utters, slowly guiding your body under him so osamu can fully admire you. “you cum first pretty girl” osamu smirks, thrusting his cock inside your hole and internally wincing at the warm walls sucking him right in. and he thought he’d be in control, fucking you without a condom but with your orgasm bubbling around him, osamu clenches again, holding back the pleasure from washing over him. “that’s my girl, cum pretty on my cock” osamu groans, reeling his hips back to see the white ring wrapped around his length, and with a blister snagging deep in his stomach osamu flickers his eyes, heat dancing in the orbs, “tell me you want my cum, princess—tell me you want it all.”

𖣠 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎

“kōtarō, i don’t want a condom this time” you watch bokuto pull the condom from his teeth and hold it in his hands “you want me to fuck you raw?” he asks, a playful smile toying with his lips, “y-yes” you stammer, noticing your boyfriend toss the plastic aside and spreading your thighs. “i’ll be gentle this time, i promise” bokuto beams, nestling between your legs and fisting his aching cock, glancing down to your cunt—a sheen moisture of your juices spread across the folds and bokuto stomach swirls at the sight. “you’re so beautiful” bokuto leans down, groaning the words through your lips while he works his cock inside you, stuttered moans spewing from his lips, “oh angel, oh fuck” bokuto heaves, searching for ground, struggling to move with the tight hold your pussy has on him, and bokuto tips over, crashing his body against yours while he barely moves inside you. “god, i wanna cum already” bokuto pants, calloused fingers gripping your cheeks and shakily holding them tight, his golden orbs bore into you and the singe of pain ruptures through his length. “i wanna cum over and over in this hole, make it mine baby, all fuckin’ mine” bokuto needlessly grinds his cock because it’s not the first load that will make him want more, it’s the amount of cum he can fuck back into what’s his.

𖣠 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈

akaashi mind feels like a cold night, stale wind blowing through his head while he ghosts his way up to your body, fingers saturated with your slick and throat bobbing with a heavy lump. akaashi swallows, chest surging with pleasure with the words still fermenting in his brain. “fuck me raw this time” was what you asked him, simple yet it’s far more than that while akaashi creeps his fingers along your skin, goosebumps rippling in effect, “can i cum inside you?” akaashi questions, nerves prickling his lips—it feels vile, something so different from the usual routine but ignites a simmering coal inside his stomach. “p-please, want your cum” it’s a phrase that burns hotter the moment akaashi swallows your moans, lifts your leg for a better angle and fucks you with an addictive thrusts of leaking his seed inside you. “you’re so perfect” akaashi whispers, carding his slender fingers through his hair and he could cum right now with the feeling alone but this moment feels just so surreal and feels so fucking good. so akaashi will hold off, make you cream around his cock as many times as you can because addiction to your pussy will not stop after one load of his seed.

𖣠 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀

matsukawa blinks twice after you ask him to go raw this time even going as far as repeating the words over and over until it registers in his brain—which it doesn’t. “let’s go slow” he murmurs, lazy eyes looking you over and you nod slowly, noticing truly how heavy his cock sits against his toned stomach. “i want you to feel everything, pretty girl” a lazy grin sewed to his lips, and matsukawa decides to hoist you on his cock and bury himself inside you, back flush against his chest. this way, his hands can memorize your body tremble and quiver from his raw, throbbing cock, a hand steady matsukawa pushes you down on the bed, taking you from behind he thinks—will be better on him. with a guided hand matsukawa nails trace along your back, agonizingly moving with a slow tempo while his cock moves inside you—inch by inch. “fuck you’re so wet” matsukawa groans, pushing further until the tip bumps against your sweet spot. “i-i don’t think i can move slow, angel” matsukawa stutters out, screwing his eyes shut as your pussy drools and clenches around his length. a whine back bellows in his ears, ringing through the tunnel and drilling into his head—“can i angel? can i fuck this pussy like it deserves?” matsukawa moans, holding his lip between his teeth and landing a hand on your ass. and you can’t deny the way you adore your boyfriend struggling to hold off, slamming his hips against you and a slew of moans bubbling from his lips, “gonna spray my cum on your back first but the next one? it’s all for you princess, right in that messy hole.”

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wrixthesley · 2 years

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cw: drug dealer! mattsun, drugs(weed, pills(not specified)), dubcon, mentions of baby trapping, breeding, tbh it’s kinda toxic, just self indulgence bc this mf lives in my brain rn.

Issei who’s known for always having anything and everything. It’s just something he does, it’s how you met after all, when your best friend wanted you to try weed for the first time and Mattsun offered to roll the blunt for both of you if you gave him your number.

Issei who loves when you tag along with him while you sort through all the pretty pills and funky patterns on the little baggies of weed he’s got in his glove box. Occasionally he’ll slip a pill into your mouth loves when you come up to him needy and whiney, loves when you’re slurring your words and tugging at his shirt or slipping your hands under it. Your pupils are blown and he can’t get enough of the way you say his name.

He adores you, his pretty needy thing, especially when he’s counting out how much money he’s made and how you’re already slipping down to your knees and palming at his clothed cock, undoing his belt with slow movements and he swears he can see you practically drooling for him.

Mattsun who’ll grab your chin and ask what you’re doing only to see how fucked you are and watch as your struggle with his belt.

“Need you, Mattsun”

“Who?”

“Need you, Issei. Really bad.”

He’ll give you what you want, he can’t say no to you. Not when you’re always drunk off his cock and whining for him when he bounces you like you’re some toy for him to use. Loves when you grab his hands and place them on your hips, loves feeling the soft, squishy flesh there accompanied by your moans that fly straight south.

He loves flipping you over so you’re under him, how pliable you are when you let him press your knees to your chest and when you squeal about how you can feel his hot, heavy balls against your ass. It catches him off guard when you start asking him to cum inside of you, to fuck his seed into you, to breed you.

Mattsun who doesn’t think twice about it, lets himself go and revel in the feeling of your gummy walls sucking him in and milking him for all he’s worth as he spills himself into you.

You can’t go anywhere if you’re knocked up.

#mattsukawa smut #mattsun smut #mattsukawa x reader #mattsukawa x reader smut #mattsun x reader smut #mattsun drabble #mattsun scenarios #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader smut #haikyuu x reader #mattsun x you #mattsun x y/n #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #hq smut #hq!! smut #sandiegoesdark #drug dealer mattsun

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llightshower · 1 year

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mattsun smut brain rot!!

need him so bad

pairing: aged up!mattsun x afab!reader

warnings: vibrator, restraints, cuffs, 3some, pain kink.

- it’s huge. like im talking 11 inches, 11 1/2, and im so serious. this guy has a fucking horsecock and the first time he put it in? that shit hurt so fucking much.

- his logic is, why use restraints when he’s got his hands? he always holds your hands over your head.

- BUT, he loves using handcuffs. he got you some cute ones too.

- sugar daddy definitely, anything you want he’ll get you (that funeral home $$)

- 3some, 4some, he’ll bring all his friends to use you.

- he loves eating you out because the way your thighs squeeze his head turns him on.

- big brat tamer, he knows how to get what he wants from you.

- he’d put a vibe in you and make you walk around with it in public.

- he’s fucking amazing at after care. so loving and knows how to take care of you.

#haikyuu #mattsun smut #mattsun x reader #mattsukawa issei #mattsukawa x reader #oikawa smut #iwaizumi smut #aoba johsai #seijoh #smut #issei x reader #issei smut #aj smut <3

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lilolpotato · 3 years

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Loves tucking their head into your neck as you knot your fingers in their hair and they sneakily suck hickies into your skin as you try and talk to someone, and laughs when you moan in the middle of talking:

ATSUMU, Tsukkishima, KUROO, Sugawara, Nishinoya, SUNA, Hanamakki, Mattsukawa, Konoha, AKAASHI, Tendou, Kunimi, OIKAWA

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lilsocksiswriting · 11 months

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Paring: Issei Matsukawa X Fem!Reader

Summary: After some way to personal stores that embarrass you, Matsukawa sneaks into your room to make sure your ok but of course, he can’t keep his hands to himself.

Warnings: NSFW, no beta reader

Tags: hurt/comfort, oral(reader receiving), lot of oral, fingering, overstimulation, masturbation

Word Count: 4.5K

Table of Contents

Chapter One || Chapter Three

Another time-honored tradition of the L/N’s was decorating the tree. The following day after what your friends had embarrassingly dubbed ‘the foot-long under the table’ incident, Matsukawa helps your dad bring down boxes from the attic.

Then the work begins. It’s not just the tree but the whole L/N household that gets decked out. Your mom loves to go all out for the holidays and your dad loves to spoil her. He loves seeing her so happy and despite how they treat you, you like seeing them so full of holiday cheer.

Your mom is so jubilant this time of year. But ever since her slip which resulted in a broken arm a few years back, she’s not allowed on a step ladder. Instead, she ‘supervises’ you and your dad on how to hang tensile the halls with a glass of wine in one hand and the other.

Matsukawa and your sister work on detangling lights and unboxing decorations for the Christmas tree. He looks downright adorable tangled up in the very string of light he was trying to untangle like he was an oversized kitten getting lost on them. Your sister giggles at him snapping a few pictures before ultimately helping him.

Seeing them all happy and coupley makes you feel sick. Just yesterday you were feeling him up under the table and he was letting you, encouraging you. Now here he and your sister are looking as happy as ever.

Did he really like your sister? Or was he just as good an actor as her? Was their relationship just for followers? Mabey he is a sleaze bag? A very handsome sleaze bag who thinks that he can get with you, and have some sort of holiday fling he can brag about without your sister being none the wiser?

Honestly, Matsukawa could have whatever kind of fling he wanted. Every time you think about the feel of Matsukawa’s hard-on constrained by his pants your mind goes wild. It should make you feel embarrassed and ashamed of how much you want your sister’s boyfriend’s cock. Mabey that would be the scandal to finally get your family to see you as a grown-ass woman?

Because you were the one that picked out the tree your sister is the one to put the topper on. Like with the Tree Farm, she goes all out. She puts the topper on twice. Once for an Instagram reel and the other for a photo op. You stand on the metaphorical sidelines watching your mom gush about how cute the two of them are and watch your sister eat up the attention.

Once pictures are taken of everyone and all the now-empty boxes are put away your mom makes everyone hot chocolate to drink as you all admire all the work put into the house and tree. It really was a beautiful tree. Even though your sister keeps reminding everyone how it’s a little crooked. Matsukawa tries to tell her that’s what makes it perfect. The flaw makes it look like a real tree. She just rolls her eyes at him.

Your parent set on the loveseat tonight. Your sister stretched out on the couch head in Matsukawa’s lap. She goes through pictures posting the best ones of her and Matsukawa and your parents, and the worst ones of you on her socials. You set in a recliner crisscrossed. You looked cozy there with a mug topped with whip cream. You’re actually smiling and laughing with your family. Matsukawa likes it when you smile. Do you look lighter? Like an invisible weight has been lifted off you for a brief time.

You take another sip, and a bit of whip cream gets left on the side of your mouth. You can feel it, swipe with your thump, and lick it up with your tongue. You barely pay any mind to the action, far more interested in your dad spilling the tea about work. He’s so proud that he knows what that means now and gives credit to one of the new interns for teaching him ‘how the cool kids talk’.

Matsukawa's mind gets whiplash with how fast he goes from thinking you look cute and cozy you look to imagining how you’d look down on your knees with your lips wrapped around his cock. You’d sit between his legs all pretty for him, mouth wide open, and tongue out waiting for his cum as he jerks off. Matsukawa loves it messy. Loves the thought of hearing you gag on his cock then watch as his cum dribbles down your chin. Looking up at home with half-lidded eyes and pupils blown wide, cum on the side of your cheek, begging for more-

The dark-haired man takes a nice hot, stinging drink of his beverage to calm himself. He feels dirty. Ever since he thought about the idea of cheating on his sister with you, he can’t get you out of his head. These forbidden fantasies are only fueled by the fact that you may be on board with that too. At least if what happened at the restaurant was any indication. God, how he wishes your dad would have ordered a round of dessert.

The conversation quickly turns to you, specifically to embarrassing stories that make your ears burn hot. Matsukawa watches as your smile quickly fades and your eyes become a little duller. He sees the way you shrink into the recliner trying to become smaller.

You try and stop your dad from telling the story of last summer when you went to a sleepover but called your mom crying, wanting to be picked up. Such a momma’s girl. Can’t even spend the night away from her.

“Oh it’s not that embarrassing, it's cute!” he dismisses you.

He leaves out your panic attack, and you never told them how the twins helped distract you with their hair care routines they did on each other. It was hard work keeping the color in and their hair soft. Like them you were in the bathroom, hiding in there until your mom drove across town to pick you up.

Then there was this 4th-grade sleepover with your cosines where you peed yourself and you almost hid from everyone if not for your sister finding the evidence when doing the laundry the day you came home.

"It was so gross," your sister shivers. "I remember dry heaving at the smell."

Matsukawa watches as you suddenly down all your hot chocolate which had to hurt. “Well, this has been fun, but school projects don’t do themselves…I’m supposed to meet with my group tomorrow and I haven't even started on it yet....”

“Oh honey,” your mom starts but you stop her.

“Really, I don’t wanna be up half the night working on this. Night everyone.”

Your sister's head in his lap keeps Matsukawa grounded in his seat as you head to the kitchen to put your mug in the dishwasher then upstairs to your room. Your dad just shakes his head dismissively and your mom actually laughs a little.

It pisses him off. Your parents are just like your sister. They don’t seem to see how much they’re hurting you by revealing all these embarrassing things about you for a laugh.

“She doesn’t handle any kind of embarrassment well at all. Tends to be a little dramatic. Best to let her cool off,” your mom tells Matsukawa who was looking off at the stairs.

“Yea,” your sister agrees eying her boyfriend.

Upstairs you’re breathing in deeply and exhaling shakily. The sugar rush is already hitting you. You pace back and forth. Eight steps from one side of your room and back to the other. Was this what the whole break was going to be like? Were you going to go back to being the second-best laughingstock of the family? Angry tears well up in your eyes. You stop at the foot of your bed and reach for your phone.

Season’s greetings and all that jazz group chat

Y/N: I hate it here. Absolutely fucking hate, it. It’s one thing to tell embarrassing stories about my childhood as a family when it’s just the four of us. But to sit there and tell the worst of them in front of a practical stranger? It’s so infuriating and fucked up and I hate it here. You know I really put too much faith in my parents. I really had hoped that this Christmas would be different. That they would treat me better, but low and behold I'm fucking stupid. I was wrong.

ARAN: Heyyyy you don’t sound ok.

KITA: He’s right what exactly happened? Are you having an attack?

Y/N: No, it’s not an anxiety or panic attack. I’m just really mad and embarrassed right now. I also just downed like half a mug of hot chocolate which has given me a sugar rush that isn’t helping. I don’t wanna leave my room either after leaving my family and Matsukawa downstairs.

ARAN: Wanna have a group call? The twins and Suna are out tonight but as far as I know, me and Kita are free.

KITA: I am, just got back from dinner at my grandmother’s.

Y/N: It’s ok. I just needed to get that off my chest and I thought it was better to text it than to scream it in my pillow.

ARAN: Got it

Kita

KITA: And Y/N

Y/N: Yes?

KITA: fuck your sister.

Y/N: Wow Kita Shinsuke cursing? For me? I’m touched.

KITA: Not like you’ve heard me curse before.

Y/N: Ok, but isn’t it funny how I’m always the one to make you say fuck.

KITA: You know it kind is. You might just be a bad influence on me.

Reading the texts again makes you smile. Not only because it was reassuring to know that you’re in the right to feel this way but in memories of that late night you and Kita had shared last summer. You are not being dramatic like your mom likes to say to brush off your reactions. The sugar rush is still coursing through your body, so you decide to try and do something productive with it. You weren’t lying about having a project due the first week back, just the day you were meeting with your group to go over it. For your speech project, each person in your group would talk about a subtopic of a larger topic. You all were supposed to meet the Saturday before school started back to go over it.

You set down at your desk and pop in your earphones. You pull up a documentary you had saved on Netflix. It was great background noise to research too. With two potential sources in and half a page of notes, you’re out.

This is how Matsukawa finds you later that night once everyone else in the house is dead asleep. He knocks softly before entering. Your room smells like old paper and lavender. The space is lit by the warm glow of lamps on your nightstand and another on your desk, a salt lamp on your dresser, and Christmas lights strung across the ceiling. That dresser has a TV perched on top of it. A mirror beside it that Matsukawa thinks about taking you in front of. Mabey being a little rough, ok a lot rough. Putting you in a full nelson and fucking you like that, making you watch how his dick disappears in and out of you and the blissed-out look on your face. His eyes move to the next thing, a small books shelf just overflowing with books, before his fantasy makes him hard.

Back at your desk, he sees that you were even drooling a little. It’s the kind of cute that he wants to have as his lock screen. Your sister would kill him if he ever took a picture of her like this. Complain about how it’s so unflattering and could ruin her image.

But the picture was never the point. It was how you looked. Peaceful and calm. He really wishes that he had brought this cell phone with him. It’s still on the charger in the guest bedroom. He doesn’t want to wake you so instead Matsukawa grabs a blanket from your unmade bed.

He snuck into your room to see how you were feeling. He wanted you to know that there was someone in this house you was in your corner. He also wanted to have a serious sit-down talk about his scheme, but then he saw you asleep, his mind went in the gutter, and he decided it was best to let you sleep.

A new weight across your shoulder wakes you up. Groggily you lift your head and see Matsukawa standing there in a university tee shirt and sweats. “Hi.”

“Hey,” his voice was so quiet and soft. Caught between being surprised and guilty for waking you. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“It’s ok,” you say. If he hadn’t woken you up, you would have slept the whole night at your desk and woken up with an ache in your neck. But why was he in your bedroom? “So, what brings you here so late?”

“I wanted to see you.”

“Really?” you ask trying to not sound so happy and hopeful. No need to be even more embarrassing.

Matsukawa nods. God, you still look half asleep and probably have no idea how his mind is going wild. No one had ever made him feel this horny this much. The smallest things about you get him going.

Matsukawa sits himself down right there on the floor by your desk chair. He still doesn’t say a word as he grabs one of your ankles and uses it to spin to fully face him. You can feel the warmth of his hands through your leggings as they grip the back of your calves and pull the chair closer to him. The process was made easy because of the wheels of the hardwood floor. You have to keep your keens spread to accommodate his broad shoulders.

“Really. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since the trip to the tree farm and that little stunt you pulled at the restaurant. You know how much I wish your dad would have ordered desert ?”

You hear the question loud and clear in the quietness of the night, but your mind is still stuck on the fact that you have been on his mind since the tree farm, since before the restaurant. So, you weren’t just overthinking things. Your older sister's boyfriends really wanted you. You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face or even care about the consequences.

“I don’t know if that speaks for my ability to feel up my sister’s boyfriend or your eagerness to be felt up.”

“It speaks about how much I want you,” His voice is low and heated.

You swallow thickly. Did your sister’s boyfriend really just say that? Was this really happening? God that sounded a little fucked up. Was it a little fucked up that you liked it too?

“Then show me,” you say in total confidence.

The first thing that Matsukawa does after being given permission is getting rid of everything below his waist. Fuzzy socks, leggings, and cotton panties all end up strewn about on the floor he is like a kid on Christmas morning excitedly tearing away at wrapping paper.

Once bare you get self-conscious and try to close your legs but Matsukawa’s broad shoulder prevents that from happening. You tell yourself that there is nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve been seen naked before and been called beautiful before. You can’t stop comparing yourself to your sister and all the admirers she has. All the thirst comments she gets when she shows off her body.

“Now, now pretty girl, “ Matsukawa’s voice is soft with you but still stern, “Don’t go getting shy on me now. That’s awfully unfair to take away such a pretty thing before I even got a taste.”

“S-sorry I just feel a little, um, self-conscious …”

“Yaea?”, he soothes a hand over your inner thigh. “’bout what?”

“W-well,” You glance down at your stomach blocking your view of your pusy hoping he would get the message. When Matsukawa doesn’t say anything you stutter out,” I-I don’t shave and I, um, I don't know if that’s like a thing you're used to or…”

Then he laughs, a short little scuff that doesn’t help.

“Sorry, sorry, it’s not funny. I hate that you feel that way,” now both his hands are inching up your thighs pushing them further about. His eyes flick down and greedily take in the sight. “ And you should know that this is one of the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

“Is the other one my sister’s?”, you immediately regret letting the question slip.

“The other was a vintage porno I saw online when I was in my second year of high school,” Matsukawa doesn’t seem bothered. To enamored by the fact that‘s finally getting to have a taste of you.

“Oh. Oh!” You jump in your seat feeling Matsukawa spread your lips apart with his thumbs.

You’re such a reactive, addictive thing and he hasn’t even gotten to his favorite part.

“You better hold onto something pretty girl.”

“Why would I- “ a mona gets caught in the back of your throat as Matsukawa digs in. He presses his whole face into your pussy, sticking out his tongue and ruining flat over your clit.

Your hands can’t decide what to grip onto. One thread its fingers through Matsukawa’s head of dark hair while the other grips the edge of your desk chair.

Big hands slip under your thighs to keep them spread for him as he relentlessly works his tongue against slick bud in ways that have you seeing stars.

“Matsukawa-“

Said the man who suddenly pulls away making you wine. Fuck, could you be any lewder? Hearing the high pitch, disappointed noise almost makes Matsukawa want to edge you until you're crying his name, pleading for him to let you cum. But you’ve been through enough tonight.

“No need to be so formal pretty girl. Call me Issei.”

“Issei, it feels so good.”

You’ve never had a guy go down on you. You’ve only seen it in porn videos and read about it in romance books. You had been under the assumption that there was a lot of fiction and acting involved. Mabey Matsukawa was just a god at oral? That had to be it because it felt too good to be anything but average.

Matsukawa switches to sucking on your clit in quick succession. Your toes curl and you clamp your mouth shut, but a moan still slips through. Matsukawa looks up at your flushed face. When your eyes meet another moan escaped under your breath. You feel embarrassed to be looking into the eye of the man eating you but you can’t seem to look away. With a hard suck you through your head back. Oh, this was going to be so so so hard to keep quiet. You feel grateful to be from a family of heavy sleepers.

Matsukawa huffs against your soft curls as your hand tightens in his hair. It's not a painful feeling having his hair pulled, quite the opposite really. He can feel his cock growing to half-mast in his sweats. He doesn't say a word about it. He just keeps sucking and licking away.

“Issie, gonna cum,” You warm feeling the familiar pressure build in the pit of your stomach. But this felt so much more intense.

“Issie, Issie ‘m cumming, holy fuck,” Your voice is low and rushed, and music to his ears.

Your orgasm pulses through your whole body. You breathlessly maon his name as you arched your back and press yourself against Matsukawa’s tongue.

Said man laps it up. Your breathless voice chanting his name, the grip in his hair, the way your thighs trembled in his hands, and the sudden wetness. If he wasn't painfully hard before he is now.

Pulling away from you Matsukawa gets a good look at your post-orgasm face. He changes his mind, he wants this face to be his lock screen.

“Felt good pretty girl?”, he asks soothing your thigh.

You nod, then swallow another gulp of air, “Made me cum so hard Issie.”

“Lay down on your bed for me and I’ll make you cum more.”

You scrabble to the bed you take out your clip as you lay down causing your hair to slip out and across your pillow. Matsukawa crawls on top of you and takes a moment to just admire you like this. Your hooded, wanting eyes never leave his face. Your lips are parted just enough to let in one deep breath after the other. You were still catching your breath from the orgasm he just gave you. Matsukawa smirks in that lazy way that makes you swoon. He wasn't going to give you a chance to catch your breath tonight.

Sinking down between your spread legs, Matsukawa takes his time getting comfortable just was watch you squirm impatiently. Looks like he wasn’t the only one getting addicted to the other. Did you feel ashamed for being so needy for your the touch of your sister’s boyfriend? No at all right now, but Mabey later.

Matsukawa throws both your legs over his broad shoulders. You squeak when Matsukawa starts to rub your sensitive clit. The bud was already flushed red and a little puffy. He wonders how long it will take to make you an overestimated mess. Probably not long by the looks of it.

When you feel a tongue teasingly probe at your hole your eyes widen. Your hands quickly go to push Matsukawa's head away,” W-Wait!”

Matsukawa pulls away. He look up at your panicked face, thick brows scrunched together in worry. “what’s the matter, pretty girl?”

“I- “You forget what had you so panicked for a moment. “Is-is that ok?”

“Do you like it?”

“I-I don’t know. Do-do you?”

Matsukawa gives you that damn smirk again, “I like everything about you pussy pretty girl, but I won’t do anything to it you’re not comfortable with.”

God, and with that soft tone? He could do just about dam near anything. “It just feels new and a little weird, but not bad.”

“I’ll go nice and slow then.’

True to his Matsukawa slows down, way down. Lying between your legs and rubbing lazy circles over your clit while his tongue languidly plays with your hole. Matsukawa makes you cum like this too. Because the buildup is slow you fully enjoy the feeling of his fingers pressing into your clit and his tongue exploring your cunt, occasionally dipping into the soaking hole.

Your orgasm trembles through you. You hug your thighs around Matsukawa’s head as your back makes a small arch off the bed. The soft fat of your thigh is muffling any of the small noises you make. Matsukawa can feel the way your twitch she shivers as you cum.

“How ya feeling pretty girl?”

“So good,” slurred response has Matsukawa humming in approval.

“You good for a few more?”

You eagerly nod,” Yes, please.”

“Fuck you sound so good when you say please for me,” Matsukawa says before diving right back into you pussy he’s been making a mess of.

This time you can’t keep the wines and soft moans quiet as Matsukawa thrusts his tongue into your soaked hole.

“Issie, s-sensitive.” You try and warn but it either falls on deaf ears or the man likes that you are becoming so overestimated that you’re having trouble stringing together a sentence.

Once you cum again you are left out of breath. Matsukawa told himself he wasn’t going to let you catch a break tonight. He switches to using his finger to fuck you. Two long fingers push into it, reaching deeper than your finger could ever reach. Curling inside you and pressing and dragging against your walls.

You stop thinking about the outside world when Matsukawa adds a third finger and quickens his pace. There were no parents, no sister, no class work, no embarrassment. It was just with Matsukawa. The feeling of being full of his fingers and his mouth latching back on your puffy clit.

“Iss-ah, f-ha, mmmm~” you tremble, unable to form a coherent word now.

Matsukawa laps it up loud enough that you can hear the lewd and wet noises. Matsukawa doesn’t even stop with your walls start to convulsive around his fingers.

At some point rather you are aware of it or not, you are gridding against his face. Matsukawa gladly lets you use him to chase your own resales, smearing your wetness all over his face. He knows he’s going to have to rub one out in the bathroom before returning to bed.

Matsukawa wasn’t expecting you to use your grip on his hair to pull his face flush against your core as you hump away as breathlessly telling him how you cumming. Matsukawa can barley breathe but he doesn’t let go of your hips until he feels the rest of your body slump against the bed.

Crawling back up to look down at your tired face you too get a good look at the way. His mouth and chin glean on the soft lights of your bedroom. You really made it a mess and through your muddled mind, your wonder what your sister would think if she saw the two of you like this.

“Looks like I wore you out pretty good.”

You nod sleepily the weight of so many orgasms back-to-back crashing down on you.

Matsukawa is not far off, but there are still a few things he has to do. Like taking care of the wet patch of pre cum that has seeped through the crotch of his sweat. He takes his time tucking you into bed, making sure you're comfortable and asleep before he slips out of your bedroom and across the hall to the bathroom. it’s nearly down at this now, it is a quiet soft blue. Not his usual time to jerk off but fuck- the way you let him drown himself between your legs for that long and use him to chase your own high made him so fucking hard.

A shower was decided to be the best place to do that. If your sister asks about it he’ll just say he couldn’t sleep. Under the hot spray of the shower, he lets out a shakey breath. Matsukawa picks out your body wash to use.

The sound of the shower drowns out his soft grunts and the fast ‘shlickshlickshlick’ of his closed fist moving up and down his dick.

“That’s it, That’s it, such a good girl. “he whispers to himself, head craned back and eyes squeezed shut picturing himself buried deep in your cunt.

he lets out a finally shaky moan as cum dribbles down his cock.

“Fuck that was good,” Matsukawa says to himself staring down at his soft cock laying against his thigh.

Yea, he decides he’s defiantly got to get you on board with this cheating scheme.

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