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sinswithpleasure · 8 months
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You Can Watch, But You Can't Touch [At Least, Not Yet]
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Tokyo, a city that never sleeps. 
You've been a regular participant of the bustling nightlife for years, being a bartender for one of the most famous bars along Golden Gai. Many famous patrons have come and gone—you've hosted not only Japan's best, but Hollywood's best as well, and with the way you conduct your business—sweet talking the patrons whenever they strike your fancy—you're no stranger to bedding some of these celebrities. However, you may have just gotten yourself the opportunity of a lifetime.
"Hngh, my God~!"
"Mmf, aah, fu~ck~."
"Oh fuck yes, yes…"
You have no idea how you'd managed to sweet talk your way into the situation you were in now. You're in the suite of five-star Park Hyatt Hotel, in front of TWICE's Myoui Mina, Minatozaki Sana, and Hirai Momo. All three women are naked in front of you, and you're not wearing any clothes either, all of you having discarded your clothing on the way in. 
"Come join us here, Takagi~." Sana's saccharine voice, dripping with sexual desire, calls you forth to get on the massive bed, where all three women lie side by side. You don't know where to look—all three beautiful Japanese goddesses have their hands between their legs, fingers plunging deep into their dripping pussies. You field a glance towards all three women, and your cock twitches when Sana returns you a wink, Mina licks her lips after staring at your hard cock, and Momo blows you a kiss. Precum drips from the tip as you watch Mina fondle her breasts, soft moans escaping her lips as she tugs at a nipple between her fingers. 
Wet squelches echo around the room, mixed with the varying sets of moans. Sana is unabashedly loud, her sweet whines and moans music to your ears, going straight to your cock. Momo's pleasure is vocalized in her low sultry voice, every thrust of her fingers into her dripping cunt punctuated by a low hum. Mina is the softest amongst the three, just as she would be, but she sounds no less sexy—her angelic voice is something you've enjoyed whenever you listen to TWICE's music, but here, that same voice conquers your mind through soft, breathy moans. 
"Takagi~," Mina's moan of your name has you twitching once more, your cock at its stiffest. You shift closer to the three idols, and Mina stares intently at your cock as you move, her fingers plunging faster into her cunt. 
"Takagi, please join us, mmf~... Join us and stroke your cock for us, please~!"
There was no way you were denying yourself the relief you needed, and neither would you deny Mina the pleasure of having her request fulfilled. You grab your cock and slowly lather your precum across your length before gently stroking your cock for the idols to watch. You softly grunt as the pleasure seeps into your system, and you watch as the eyes of all three women burn with lust at your display. 
"Takagi, who's your favourite out of the three of us?" Momo's signature low voice cuts through your pleasure, and you turn to look at the oldest of the three. The oldest girl has one hand on her left breast, and she kneads it gently, the flesh spilling from between her fingers. You're momentarily stunned by that display—to see Momo's huge breasts like that so intimately, you'd be an idiot not to enjoy it for as long as you can
"Answer me, Takagi~. Momo-onee-chan's waiting~." 
"I— I…" You're unable to even formulate any coherent sentence—Sana chooses that moment to moan your name, which draws your attention to her. She flashes you her million-dollar smile, ever full of mischief, promising nothing but seduction in this instance. You're fully aware you're being toyed around by the three Japanese megastars, but you're powerless to protest, and neither do you wish to as well. 
"Ta. Ka. Gi. Answer Momoring's question, please~."
"I…, oh God, fuck—" You partially moan out of pleasure, and out of indecision—not on who's your favourite, but on whether your answer would have any repercussions. Tonight could go anywhere—the only thing you'd known was that you were chosen by MiSaMo to be their sexual partner for tonight, but you weren't sure about the details. Even on the extremely short drive here to the Park Hyatt from the bar, all you were allowed to know about tonight's experience was that you would "enjoy tonight thoroughly and fully", or so Sana said. 
"Please tell us, Takagi?" You have no idea how Mina manages to look cute as she puts on her aikyo (愛嬌) for you even as she's fucking herself, pouting and whining while her fingers plunge deep into her pussy and draw more and more of her arousal to stain the sheets below. You nearly cum at the sight, and all three women giggle when you rip your hand away from your cock, your hips jerking as a few drops of hot, thick semen drip from your tip. 
"Oh, Minaring, look at what you've done!" Momo giggles in amusement, bumping the youngest of the trio with her elbow. "You've just made Takagi cum a little."
"Guess we know who's the favourite now, Momoring~."
You're absolutely embarrassed—you thought you'd be able to edge yourself, but Mina just being herself has you unable to control yourself fully, and you'd just lost a bit of your precious load you were saving for them. Sana must have sensed your disappointment. 
"It's okay, Takagi. Minaring has this effect on people. I'm sure you have more cum in those big balls for us, don't you~?"
"Y-Yes!" Eager to prove, to please, you begin to stroke yourself again, this time reaching below to fondle your balls as well. The low groan you let out draws giggles from the stars opposite you, and you open eyes that you'd closed in pleasure. In front of you, Mina has changed her method slightly—she rubs circles on her clit, her pussy still leaking and dripping. Next to her, the whirr of a vibrator starts up—Momo holds a Hitachi wand to her clit, and she throws her head back, moaning, her free hand on Mina's leg now after letting go of her breasts momentarily. Now, you get to look at the oldest girl's breasts without any obstruction—she arches her back at a particularly strong burst of pleasure, and you gawk at her heaving breasts jiggling as she bucks her hips, deep moans serving as vocal evidence of the sexual relief she enjoys. Sana is the only girl still fingering herself, but now she has three fingers in her, her eyes switching between you and her group mates, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she whines and moans in pleasure watching everyone else masturbate together with her. 
"Takagi…" Mina's call for you is breathy, shaky from the pleasure coursing through her veins. You're forced to rip your hand away from your cock again, lest you tip over the edge. This does not go unnoticed—Sana and Momo are giggling again at your obvious weakness for Mina. Mina continues, unfazed. "Let's—mmf~—strike a deal." 
"W-What?" You're dying to hear what Mina has to say. It'd probably be worth it, but you know that it'd probably be difficult, considering your current situation. 
"If… If you—oh~!—you last… l-longer than the three of us, we'll—fuck—I…" Mina trails off as she pushes her fingers back into her cunt again, before pulling them out. 
"What she means, Takagi…" Sana takes over for their youngest. "...is that if you manage to edge yourself until all three of us have enjoyed our orgasms, you'll get to fuck the three of us."
"A—Are you sure?" You can't believe your ears—this sounds too good to be true. 
"Are you calling me a liar?" Sana's grin promises she isn't offended—she's just teasing, as usual. "Of course we're sure. If you last long enough, we'll fuck you. One by one, in any position and hole you want."
"We'll even go again, if you can keep up." Momo adds on as she winks, her vibrator turned off for this negotiation. "Something tells me you can."
"Takagi." Mina's soft call gets your attention. "If you finish last, I'll fuck you first."
You'd have been a fool not to agree. The three idols grin, and Momo's vibrator clicks on again as you begin to stroke. This time, a second and third whirr join the first—Sana has another Hitachi wand in her hands, and a dildo in the other. She pushes the dildo in her as the toy comes into contact with her clit, and she lets out a long moan at the pleasure. Next to her, Mina also now has a vibrator—a dildo with a clit massager—and she toys around with it, stimulating herself with different angles. All three women moan your name, staring at you, blatantly displaying their desires and fantasies as they pleasure themselves, and you jerk yourself hard and fast at the sight in front of you. Precum coats your tip, and you spread it all across your cock as you jerk, eyes locked on the idols in front of you. You feast on the sight of Sana and Mina with their arms pushing against either side of their breasts, squeezing them together, before looking at Momo's massive chest jiggling as she writhes in pleasure.
"Takagi, oh God~." Momo calls for your attention. "I want your cock in me so bad, fuck…" 
"Oh yeah?" You can't help but indulge in the dirty talk. "What else?"
"I need that cock shooting into me, Takagi. I love the feeling of it, the warmth of semen filling me up." Momo begins to finger herself again as she turns up the vibrator. "Especially when these two watch me take it."
A blush spreads across Mina's face at Momo's words, whereas a smile spreads across Sana's. 
"That's right, Takagi. Momo lo~ves being bred by thick hard cocks like yours." Sana grins even as she fucks herself, her sentences punctuated by the occasional moan. A pout forms on her face at the next sentence. "And she always wants us to watch, because she loves making us jealous." 
"Don't lie, Sattang. You love watching me cum on hard cocks as much as you love cumming on them too." Momo's rebuttal has Sana giggling, and your brain is filled with the thought that this was a regular occurrence. You groan at the thought, your cock twitching as more precum bursts from the tip. 
"Oooh, Takagi liked that, Momoring~." 
"Mmm, of course. Bet you he's wondering how many men we've fucked like that."
Your eyes betray your curiosity—something all three girls pick up.
"We're not kissing and telling, Takagi~." Sana's quick to tease. "But I'm going to say… the most we've had was sex with three different men at the same time each, one after the other." A wink accompanies the reveal, before Mina moans again. She is clearly revisiting the experience—
"Oh yes, those three…" Momo joins in to add further context, just to rile you up further. "Their cocks were just as long and thick as yours, Takagi. They fucked us so good that we weren't able to get up for a while."
The image of Mina, Sana, and Momo next to each other, semen dripping from their used pussies, naked bodies glistening with sweat as they are right now, nearly has you cumming. You once again edge yourself, whimpering at the denied orgasm. 
"I think you'd be happy to know that our Minaring here…" Sana fields Mina a glance, "...liked it the most. Every time she came…"
Sana's voice drops low, as if to let you in on a secret.
"She squirted all over her partners."
"Oh f—, no, no!" Your cock visibly twitches at the imagery of Mina's squirting orgasm, and to both your pleasure and disappointment, you're barely able to finish your speech before spurts of semen burst from your tip, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. Shot after shot of semen sprays through the air, with your first five shots spray onto Mina's body, and the next five spraying all over the bedsheets, more semen firing from the tip.
The moment your hot semen sprays all over Mina's breasts, tummy, thighs, and ass, the youngest Japanese girl shudders, eyes rolling back in her head in a picture-perfect ahegao. She orgasms hard—the toy in her pussy is expelled out of her body onto the bed as her hips buck hard, and a long gush of squirt showers everyone on the bed. Burst after burst of Mina's juices rain over you, and your cock twitches again, just a little painfully after that intense orgasm. The Japanese girl writhes, shudders, and bucks as her orgasm takes her, and when she falls still, a panting, exhausted, sweaty mess, you can see the satisfied grin on her face, her eyes meeting yours. 
"Takagi, you failed." Momo's the first to get up, and Sana follows after. Both girls stop pleasuring themselves, and they share a look to each other before grinning. 
"I see you're still hard." Sana licks her lips at the sight of your cock, strings of semen clinging to the tip. "A pity we're not going to be able to help you with that…" 
You must've looked so pathetic and lost that Sana and Momo end up giggling at your predicament. All is lost, you think, until Momo speaks. 
"We'll give you one more chance, Takagi. Would you like that?"
"Y-Yes, please, anything!"
"Hehe, so eager and needy for our pussies…" Momo bites her lip, eyes raking over your body. "You're lucky we want to fuck ourselves on that cock as much as you want to pump our tight cunts full of cum."
Both girls give their youngest member a look. Mina is at her sexiest right now, her wanton body spread open for everyone to see. Her pussy clenches on nothing, slick dripping from her hole, semen staining her thighs, ass, and body. The afterglow of her orgasm is evident—she looks so fucking hot like that. 
"Since Mina offered…" Sana turns back to you with a bright smile, not unlike those you'd see on variety shows, or in TWICE TVs. "If you can show us how well you can fuck her, we'll fuck you."
You need no further invitation. Mina welcomes you eagerly when you crawl over—she spreads her legs wide for you, and she begs you with her eyes and hands. The look she gives you is of pure submission, and you look below to see her spreading her pussy open to welcome your cock. Both Sana and Momo crawl up to either side of you, and they watch you rub your hard cock against Mina's pussy, drawing soft moans from her. 
"Takagi, in me, please~!" Mina's quick to beg, the desperation eating away at her patience.
"Put it in, come on." With a soft push on your back, you penetrate Mina for the first time. Mina loudly moans as you stretch her walls—she's a tight fit, but you slide in with not much resistance, with how wet she is. Inch after inch, your cock disappears into her, and you swear you're in heaven. The pleasure you derive from her walls squeezing you, mixed with the natural scents of Sana and Momo beside you has you almost delirious—you can't believe this is truly happening. When you hilt, you groan loudly, and Mina whines as your cock twitches deep in her. 
"Go on, fuck her. Show us how a man like you fucks a woman, Takagi."
You're unable to keep your groan soft when you pull out of Mina's cunt and thrust back in. Mina joins you in vocalizing her pleasure, and she pulls you in to plant her lips on yours. You're surprised, naturally, but you adapt quickly—soon enough, her tongue is against yours in a hot, openmouthed kiss. You begin to pick up the pace—slow thrusts grow quicker, though you're still ensuring to keep it soft to let Mina adjust to the stretch. 
"Faster."
At Momo's command, you begin to increase the strength of your thrusts. The claps of your pelvis against Mina's ass are steadily getting louder, just as Mina's moans do as well.
"Takagi, fuck her. Make her scream." Sana crawls next to you, her low whisper next to your ear. The hot breath against your skin has you shuddering. "Look at Mina, moaning like that whenever you stretch her. She loves it, wants it, needs it, even craves for it." Sana's smile is audible in her speech. "So fuck her."
Momo is next—you feel her breasts press against your back, and she grabs you on your hips, her lips just right next to your other ear. You're starting to get dizzy with the pleasure of all three women being this close to you. Sana nibbles your earlobe, and Momo kisses you on the neck, leaving little hickeys trailing. 
"Look at her, look at how you're bulging her tummy. Look at how wide she spreads her legs for you, how much she begs you to fuck her. Come on, fuck her like you mean it."
You finally give in to your baser desires. You send thrust after thrust into Mina, the strength of each snap of your hips only increasing. The young star beneath you cries out in pleasure as she writhes, shakes, trembles at the sensations that course through her. 
"So big, so good, Takagi~!"
Mina's name might as well have been a mantra, with the claps of your body meeting hers keeping the tempo. You're not able to do much of anything else—her tight walls squeeze you just right, the warmth of her body wrapped around your shaft only enhancing the pleasure of sex with her. You only fuck her faster and harder when you have bursts of energy, and when you hear both Sana and Momo join Mina in moaning, you open your eyes to feast on the sight of all three women in pleasure, be it through toys, or you.
"Yes, just like that, fuck her, yes!"
"Mmf, Takagi, keep going~!"
Mina's call for you comes a second later. 
"You heard what Sattang and Momoring said, Takagi. Please use me, fuck me, make me scream!"
With these final instructions, you begin to pound Mina. The other two women clearly appreciate this—they finger themselves harder, moans more drawn-out, and Mina, most of all, loves it. You feel her walls tighten and get wetter around you, and her moans grow in frequency and pitch as she draws closer and closer, the claps of sex louder and louder—
"TakaGI, I'M—!!"
Mina never finishes her sentence—she wails in pleasure instead as she hits her peak. Her hips buck hard, and squirt gushes into the air as your cock falls out of her, twitching hard. You were close, so close, and you grip Mina forcefully by the hips to hilt back into her. The feeling of her squirt gushing against your body paired with the tight squeeze of her walls as well as the friction of penetration causes you to explode deep within her. You freeze as your thick, hot semen paints Mina's walls and womb white, blast after blast of your cum shot deep into the youngest's body. At the same time, Sana and Momo orgasm right next to the both of you, twin jets of squirt showering both you and Mina as you ride out your orgasms. 
When you pull out from Mina, exhausted, you fall onto the stained sheets, uncaring of where you lie. Immediately, your semen bubbles out of Mina's freshly-used cunt and drips down her skin, and both Sana and Momo reach between their youngest's legs to taste your cum. 
"Mm, Takagi, you're delicious…" Sana licks her lips as her eyes twinkle, and Momo only grins at you, her stare just as lustful. 
"Good job, Takagi…"
Both Japanese women tug you, and they lead you to a drier part of the bed. They both take turns making out with you, and you're ready to go in a matter of minutes. 
"I see you're ready~." Momo takes her position as she straddles you and lines your cock up to her cunt. Sana swings a leg over your face, and you know you're in for even more fun. 
The last you remember is Sana and Momo sinking down on you, and at that moment, you swear that Heaven is a place on Earth.
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ze-ppe-li · 25 days
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G!P Nayeon would call you every time she's at dance practice, without anyone looking at her, she'd jerk herself off while telling you on the phone how much she wants you. Has anyone see her? Screw them, you are definitely more important, and she is more than excited to come home to fuck you.
G!P Jeongyeon would deny your orgasms if you have not behaved well in public, your hole would already be completely lubricated, begging for her cock to fill it, and after a lot of teasing, just when you're about to cum, she pulls out, adoring the way you whine so that she lets you come.
G!P Momo is the definition of "sub in the streets, dom in the sheets", the way your ass rocked against her thigh made her let one or another whimper out of her mouth, but when you arrived at her apartment, oh god, at that moment she took off her skirt, revealing her very marked erection through her panties, obvious sign that in the next moment your pretty mouth would be brutally fucked.
It was adorable the way G!P Sana begged you to ride her, her high-pitched moans, flustered cock rubbing against your soft pussy not letting it slip inside. Your girlfriend could be very cute sometimes, but other times she could become a total vixen.
If you don't know how to deepthroat, G!P Jihyo will train you, she was definitely more than amused by the sight of you on your knees, your soft fingertips passing through her balls, and her hand in your hair. Once you are ready, she won't stop sliding her cock in and out of your throat until your mouth kisses her pelvis, and your chin is pressed against her heavy balls.
While G!P Mina was playing videogames, you were under her gaming desk, with her cock in your mouth. Your girlfriend hardly spoke to you much, so you had to somehow make her talk to you at least once. And what better way to achieve that was to suck her dry until she tells you "it's too much"? That was one possibility, the other was that she would get up from her chair and fuck you right there.
At this moment G!P Dahyun's cock was in your hand, while your tongue was lapping at her pretty pink asshole. Your tongue ran up and down her rosebud, teasing her quivering entrance with the tip. As you rimmed her, your hand didn't stop jerking her off, all this causing her to let out a cute moan and spurt hot ropes of cum that fell into your hand and part of your hair.
At a dinner that you had with some friends, and G!P Chaeyoung couldn't stop quivering, since at that moment a cock ring surrounded her tip, pre-cum leaking from it. It was a bet you both made, and she had to decide between this or kissing Mina in the lips. Either way, she was lucky that no one was paying attention to her, because her constant hip wiggles and her barely-audible moans could expose her at any moment.
G!P Tzuyu was obsessed with the way your ass cheeks bumped against her pelvis, cock deep inside your rectum. Normally she used to let you ride her and take you in your pussy, but it wouldn't hurt to vary a little. Her beautiful breasts were pressed against your back, balls against your cunt and nylon-covered legs on the sides of yours. Occasionally one of her hands would move down towards your crotch, inserting a finger inside your pussy.
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b1mbodoll · 8 months
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i can see momo and ntr together! i think she would like the idea of fucking her brother’s gf because it’s her favorite hentai type!!
pairings: hirai momo x f! reader
warnings: infidelity + g!p + creampies + anal + groping + degradation + hentai-esque dialogue
💌: whoever sent this please let me kiss you bc ur so right
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momo’s obsession with ntr hentai is so worrying. she never considered acting on it until her brother introduced you to the family and she knew she had to have you. takes her time with you, waits until you warm up to her a little bit before testing her luck and her actions start to become more and more suggestive. calls you all sorts of romantic petnames n even tries groping you, grabbing your tits n playing it off as a joke.
speaking of touching you inappropriately, she presses herself right up against your back and ruts her cock between your asscheeks, groaning when you push back against her because now she knows it’s okay for her to to continue.
when she gets you alone in the house it’s like every ounce of self control she had went out the window and momo finally fucks you. makes you tell her she’s fucking you better than her brother ever could and blows her load when you sob while admitting it.
“has he ever fucked you here?” she questions, slipping a thumb in your asshole. you shake your head in response, whining as she lines her cream covered dick with the tight rim and pushes in. “can’t believe ‘m the first to ever fuck your asspussy,” her teeth are clenched, the feeling of your walls so overwhelming she feels like she could cum at any moment.
“tell me i’m better than him, slut.” her thrusts become sloppy and her words cruel as her orgasm approaches. “whose cock do you prefer, say it.” she spits, slowing her pace as she waits for an answer.
the lack of movement from momo makes your eyes widen, wanting nothing more than to have her cum dumped in your ass. “you’re better, momo! want your dick to fill me up!” you cry, “please cum inside my asspussy i need it! can’t live without your cock.” her cock twitches and she speeds up the pace again, she’s so deep inside you swear you can feel her in your tummy.
momo fills you up so well, the amount of cum is unreal and it’s so thick too, makes your empty cunt cream around nothing and she teases you for cumming untouched.
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pupyuj · 8 months
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thinking about nayeon and momo inviting innocent reader to their dorm, enjoying a fin night with drinking some alcohol, reader falling asleep and then... dom!namo fucking sub!reader, knowing how the reader has a silly little crush on them :(((....
[cw: dubcon, somnophilia almost??]
hehehe what if ur like a new solo artist under jyp and you have admired nayeon and momo since before you were even a trainee :(( saying that they were your inspiration for working hard to achieve your dreams and ofc nayeon and momo would take notice of this bcs they wanted to treat their cute little junior with care and love!! 🥺🥺 imagine how happy you were getting texts from your lovely nayeon-sunbaenim, inviting you over to her and momo's place for dinner and to hang out!! you would never waste an opportunity to become friends with your role models so ofc you accepted the invite just like that!!
everything seemed normal until the two of them insisted that you stay for the night bcs they were scared that something might happen to you if they let you go home alone at such a late hour :( reluctantly deciding to stay and texting your manager about it,, momo lending you some of her casual clothes to wear for the night which you looked so adorable in that momo took a few pics :(( finally they brought out the drinks and that was when the night started 🫣 you couldn't remember much... just that you started feeling woozy and sleepy after a few shots... and the two of them carrying you into one of the rooms and laying you down on the bed...
you couldn't really hear the things they were whispering in your ear, something about you looking so pretty and lovely... and after that, they were both touching you so eagerly 🫣 momo pulling off the shorts you borrowed from her and burying her face between your legs, then nayeon silencing your whines by kissing you,, her lips felt so soft and tasted so sweet :(( so ofc you would kiss her back, barely aware of what was really happening and how exactly it was happening... you only knew that you felt really warm, so the unnies must be taking really good care of you! 😳
momo making you come on her tongue 😩 nayeon reaching down to touch your wet pussy and having a taste of your juices herself :(( then momo gets rid of her own shorts, lifting your leg up and rubbing her cunt against yours :((( hnggg moaning like crazy bcs of momo and also bcs of nayeon's hands underneath your shirt, pinching your nipples while exploring your mouth with her tongue :((( being brought to tears when you came again, this time with momo :(( feeling your head spin even more as you tried to calm yourself down,, only hearing nayeon telling you that you've done a good job for them :((
you definitely woke up confused as to why you were half-naked with your seniors on their bed 😳😳 ofc you weren't stupid, the three of you could've done only one thing that night after you got drunk.. and then that sinking feeling settles in your stomach bcs you knew you fucking messed up :(( but the unnies wrap their arms around you tightly, effectively pushing those thoughts away and convincing you to deal with them later... for now you should just enjoy this moment 🤭
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dollfacedsl1ut · 7 months
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Imagine the kitten hybrid! reader asking Momo to fuck her during her heat
Content: knotting, breeding, horny reader, semi public sex, mirror sex, hair pulling
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▸ word count : 600
▸ a/n : i hope this one is good omg
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You walked in the club hoping you’d get lucky enough so someone would help you with your rut the club wasn’t the best option but there were odds that this would work the music blared in your ears as you felt your rut take over your body you stumbles to the bar as a thin line of sweat formed at your breast line you ordered a shot of tequila hoping it would calm you down..
Well you were wrong the buzz kicked it as your rut was becoming unbearable holding your face in your palms you felt a tap on your shoulder a woman with messy black hair stood behind you, it felt like her eyes made holes in your skin she examined you before smiling “your rut started?” you nodded shakily “can you help me with this please” your voice barely was heard with the loud music but somehow she did and grabbed you by your wrist bringing you to the bathroom the music was still loud but you would hear her perfectly fine “I can help you with your rut but you have to promise you’ll come back” her hands gripped your shoulders “I promise“ even if you just lied straight through your teeth she smiled turning you over facing the mirror her cold hands trailed over your body stopping on your ass leaving a few hits hard enough to sting but still soft enough so that no bruises were left
She lifted you dress above your hips your legs shook as the cold air blew pass your bare clit, you felt her hands rub circles on your clit as her other hand pulled her cock out from her shorts, rubbing her tip in your silk lubing herself up in the slightest her tip prodding your entrance in a swift motion her cock was wedged in your cunt stretching your walls, her thrusts were fast and sharp the sounds of skin slapping echoed in the empty bathroom you clawed at the sink airy moans slipped past your lips she yanked your hair up forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror “you’re so pretty kitten” a hand tangled in your hair keeping your head up you watched yourself in the reflection your mascara ran down your face as your tits bounced with each thrust your felt your release approaching as your tightened around her, she choked on your grunts feeling your core forcing her to cum inside you she reached over telling your sensitive clit “let me cum please” your voice was shaky as her thrusts got faster your body shook with the force as she let go of your hair planting both hands on your hands with a tight grip the feeling of her balls slapping against your clit repeatedly triggered your orgasm w white ring formed as she looked down at your tight cunt sucking her in she leaned forward gripping your breasts as she released her knot her enlarging as your legs went weak as she held you up “we’ll be here a while kitty” your head rested against the cold sink as your brain went foggy.
After a while her knot went back to normal she pulled out as her cum leaked out your cunt trailing down your thighs she left a soft pat on your bottom using a few paper towels to wipe the cum off, she pulled your panties back up placing a kiss on your cheek “I’ll see you soon kitty” you heard the bathroom door unlock and close after her, until then you realized you never got her name
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vex91 · 10 months
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Hirai Momo - She doesn't have to know
Pairing: Hirai Momo x Female Reader
Fandom: Twice
Summary: Momo starts having troubles in controling herself around Nayeon's younger sister which leads to a secret moments between them behind Nayeon's back.
Warning(s): Smut, 18+ content, G!P Momo
A/N: My first smut had to be Momo okay? I'm not sorry! There will be a part 2✌✌ Please don't attack me if it's bad, like I said before it's my first smut I've ever written!!
Part 2
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3rd's POV
It was wrong.
Momo knew that.
But the temptation was too strong. Having to look at you, your lips, your body and not being able to touch you was too much of a torture for her.
Everytime she had to look away she excused in her mind as being considerate but it never made her feel better. The only thing that could fully satisfied her and make her feel better is getting a taste of you.
But she couldn't. You were Nayeon's younger sister, her bandmate's sister, her best friend's sister. Wanting you felt wrong but she still wanted it.
Whenever she looked at Nayeon, she felt guilty. Guilty of all times she jerked herself off to the thought of you, to the thought of your taste, thought of your body and thought of your moans and screams of her name. She never heard them but still couldn't stop herself from imagining them in her head every night.
All these nights. All these days that she was forcing herself to look away made her lose control that night.
You came to the dorms after Nayeon invited you to their movie night and it seemed like luck wasn't on her side because on finished seat arrangement, you were sitting next to her. Since Momo spend all this time trying to not want you, it was harder for her to control herself. You just by sitting next to her made her dizzy from your sweet scent.
At some point during the night Sana wanted to check something on her phone that was laying not far from you so she asked you to pass it to her. Since Sana was sitting on Momo's other side, you passed it to her in front of Momo. Everything would be fine if it wasn't for the fact that you accidentally brushed your hand against the front of her sweatpants. It was enough to make her hard.
She wasn't planning to get hard because of Nayeon's sister when Nayeon was literally in the same room that night but it happened and she couldn't stay in that room in this state so she stood up and excused herself, walking out of the room and going to the bathroom.
Being the caring person you are, you went to check up on her. You knocked on the door and after you heard an okay from inside, you walked in. When you walked in you saw Momo facing the other direction with her body, she only looked in your direction while staying in the same position.
"Momo? You're okay?" You asked her and she only answered with a short fine. It didn't convinced you so you started getting closer. "You sure? It doesn't seem like it. You know that I'd like to help you in whatever you need" You said making Momo's breath to hitch, all sorts of scenarios of you helping her came to her mind and none of them was innocent.
"I-I'm fine, really. You don't have t-" She stopped herself when she felt you behind her, really close.
No matter how good Momo is at controlling herself around you, she's still a human who has needs. And she was ignoring hers for too long it seemed.
"You want to help?" She asked you lowly making you confused of her sudden change. Your confirmation was enough for Momo to quickly turn around and pressed you against the wall with her own body. Face close to yours, she looked into your eyes and you saw it. The lust in her eyes and the hardness down in her sweatpants, it made you gulp because of the sudden arousal that you felt.
"I ask you again. Do you really want to help me?" Momo asked you, emphasizing a word really. You thought about this for a few seconds before you whispered "Yes Momo, I want to"
It was enough for her to connect your lips in messy and hungry kiss that made you're heart speed up. While you were trying to keep up with Momo's speed and intensity, Momo couldn't seem to stop. She was keeping herself in check for so long that she just couldn't stop now.
Momo tapped you on your leg, signaling you to jump which you did. She took you into her room and locked the door while still kissing you. Momo putted you down and turned around to press your front against the door while she pressed herself against your back.
She started grinding her hard cock against your butt, you both still fully clothed but it still made you moan. Momo groaned from hearing you, already loving how you sound and speeding her movements up.
None of your clothing was pulled off yet and you both already were groaning messes. When the clothes started becoming a bother for her Momo pulled you to sit on her bed while she took of your shirt and pants leaving you in only your underwear. Not long after she took her own shirt off making you gulp when you saw her abs.
Then she took your hand and guided in onto her hard cock that was hidden under her sweatpants. You took of your bra and got on your knees in front of her while pulling off her sweatpants.
When her pants and boxers were fully pulled off, your mouth dropped. She was pretty big.
You started stroking her slowly, earning a low grunt from her. A few seconds later you decided to speed up your movements making her thrown her head back with a moan. You continued your actions making Momo a moaning mess but not for long because when she felt like she is getting closer to her climax, she stopped you and signaled you to lay down on her bed.
She positioned herself in between your legs and took your panties off, licking her lips at the sight.
"So wet for me huh? You want my cock?" She asked you to which you frantically nodded, she chuckled "Well sorry doll but you will have to wait, I need to have a taste of you first" She said and you whined, getting more wet.
Momo touched your clit lightly, earning a moan from you making her chuckle "I love your sounds so much baby but maybe you should be careful. There are still people down there, you wouldn't want them hearing you right? Or maybe you want them to hear huh?" She teased you making you whine more.
Momo turned her attention back to your clit and started licking and sucking it like a hungry animal. You became a moaning mess because of Momo and she loved that. You tasted so good, Momo couldn't get enough but she pulled away when she couldn't stand the feeling of not being inside you.
When she started to stand up to find the condom, you stopped her. "Don't! I want to feel you inside me without it" You said making her even more aroused. It wasn't a smart idea but she just couldn't think about it at the moment so she went back on top of you and positioned her cock at your entrance.
Momo slowly started entering you making you both gasp at the feeling. It wasn't anything like she imagined before, it was the real thing and it felt even more amazing than she thought that it would be. The feeling of your walls inviting her in made her crazy. She pushed herself inside slowly until she was fully inside you, then she stopped to let you get used to it and when you did, she was ready too.
But before she could start moving you both heard knocking making you panic slightly. "Guys? You okay? You disappeared for a long time" You heard Nayeon's voice. Momo stayed calm "Yeah, I just felt kind of... bad and Y/N went to check up on me. I'm staring to feel better so we should be back soon" She yelled. It was silent until you heard Nayeon's okay and heard her footsteps getting further away.
You sighed but it quickly turned into a gasp when you felt that Momo started moving. It didn't took her long to speed up her movements "We don't have a lot of time unfortunately" She groaned, feeling too bliss at the moment. You nodded, your moans enough for her to hear and not the girls down.
You started reaching your climax and you felt that she was too. "Inside" You whispered in her ear making her go even faster, not long after you cummed. The feeling of your walls clenching around her were the last straw for her. With the last thrust she came inside you making you both moan in pleasure.
Momo collapsed on you and pulled you into her chest.
"What if my sister finds out?" You asked her while you snuggled into her chest. Momo thought about it for a few minutes.
It felt wrong. Fucking you not far from your sister. But it felt so right at the same time.
Now that she got to taste and feel you, Momo won't be able to keep herself in check anymore.
"She doesn't have to know"
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wintersera · 8 months
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same brain omfg,, reader getting passed around like a blunt (yea i do not have a better analogy for that) and being used by THEE hottest girls in the current kpop scene 😩😩 NEED,,,
cw: none lmao
EXACTLY LIKE???? one day in the mubank practice rooms yujin is cornering you bc she’s violently sexually frustrated and she knew you were the ‘slut’ of this gen. ends up with you covering your mouth bc she’s fingering you with three fingers in your cunt while her managers are looking for her LMAO
and then the next day idk, lets say the sunbaes knew about the whole passing around thingy, MISS HIRAI MOMO SUNBAE COMES UP TO YOU??? not thinking much about it bc you’re always with 4th gen idols and she was your sunbae who possibly didn’t know about your title 😭 but then it finally clicks and all of a sudden you’re invited to her apartment??? your face planted into her bedsheets while she’s fucking you from behind??? yeah i’m gna have to write something abt this fr,,,
included yujin for you pookie bc i know you love her like the way i love winter <33
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jenniejjun · 11 months
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Oi lindinha, tu poderia fazer algo com a Momo ela dom e a leitora toda carente querendo muita atenção kkkkkk ? 🥺
𝐎𝐇, 𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃.
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PAR: hirai momo x leitora!fem
GÊNERO: smut e fluff
avisos: a momo chupa seu dedo em algum momento (nem perguntem), momo!soft!dom, leitora!sub, algumas lágrimas já que a leitora entra em uma espiral breve, orgasm denial, nipple play e nipple sucking, overstimulation, uso de vibrador, scissoring (de novo porque eu amo cachorrice), fluidos corporais sendo espalhados (saliva)
gente, eu, genuinamente, achei que não ia conseguir fazer isso porque tava com medo de parecer como todos os outros smuts que já postei aqui mas gostei bastante desse. inclusive, a relação da leitora com a momo me deixou 🥹 das ideias!! recomendo vocês ouvirem need da taylor swift pra ler essa, porque essa música descreve muito a vibe que eu construí pra essas duas. é música unreleased então paciência comigo. mas, eu espero você goste anon e que seja tudo que você tinha em mente!!
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Tudo teria começado com uma mensagem de texto.
Você não era ingênua o bastante para achar que não sabia o que estava fazendo, provocando Momo daquele jeito mas ficar em casa como a namoradinha troféu que era também entediava de vez em quando. No momento, a namorada trabalhava enquanto você passava pelos canais fechados da TV.
Por curiosidade, abriu o vídeo que mandara horas atrás. Você estava sentada na cama de vocês, os lençóis emaranhados ainda mostrando a atividade de mais cedo. Trajando um moletom rosinha do guarda-roupa dela, você cruzou as perninhas e começou a gravação silenciosa. Os cabelos foram presos com uma presilha e você infiltrou as mãos dentro da blusa grande de frio, passeando-as pelo tronco desnudo e encostando na renda do sutiã que trajava por baixo de tudo aquilo. Querendo que a imaginação de Momo voasse longe com aquilo.
No corte final, apenas a visão de seu pescoço para baixo ficava visível mas você fez com que, de alguma forma, seu lábio inchadinho fizesse uma aparição sapeca quando o mordeu. Levantando a blusa de moletom, vagarosamente, e então puxando a renda do sutiã para cima em conjunto, você libertou os seios molinhos.
Os biquinhos ainda estavam suaves, a protuberância não tinha se formado com a excitação e você se aproveitou disso massageando-os de forma sensual para a câmera. Sentindo as auréolas endurecendo nos seus dedos conforme você girava os botões acesos entre seus indicadores e polegares.
Foram exatos vinte segundos disso antes de você decidir dar um fim ao vídeo e mandá-lo direto para a namorada. A visualização eminente de Hirai a assustava, o silêncio era ensurdecedor e só podia significar uma coisa. Você sabia que sua namorada era incapaz de ser cruel, mas não consistia de que era inábil de vingativo. Como se pudesse lê-la, Momo lhe respondeu com um sucinto e simples “logo estarei em casa”.
Então ali estava você, esperando. Carente. Já havia feito de tudo. Tomada um banho com os sais de pétalas de rosa que Momo e você tinham comprado no fim de semana passado, feito sua skincare rotineira e penteado os cabelos. Cheirava ao perfume perfeito de rosas e Chanel No. 5. O relógio marcava 6:16, o que indicava que sua mulher estava a caminho e muito provavelmente subindo pelo elevador do prédio nesse exato momento.
Certeira em sua dedução, a tranca da porta apitou poucos segundos depois de você se arrumar no sofá e a figura de Hirai Momo adentrando seu apartamento te arrebateu. O terninho preto aberto com a combinação da blusa branca e o batom vermelha te deixavam um pouco sem fôlego, mesmo que fosse o uniforme habitual dela. Mesmo assim, Momo nunca falhava em te deixar embasbacada.
Você estava sentadinha em cima das pernas, um conjunto branco de seda preparado só pra recebê-la. Um shortinho e um sutiã. Porém, ao contrário do que acreditava, Momo lhe lançou um sorriso antes de atravessar a sala direto para a cozinha te deixando ali, confusa e com o seu centro pulsando em antecipação.
“Amor?”, você decidiu segui-la e a encontrou depositando a sacola que ao menos tinha visto nas mãos dela antes. O paletó preto esquecido em uma das cadeiras. “Você ‘tá brava comigo?”
Momo te encarou abstrusa com a pergunta, o sorriso dócil jamais deixando os lábios pintados antes de te puxar para perto e enlaçar sua cintura. “Por que eu estaria? Vem cá, vamos comer.”
Selando sua boca demoradamente, você passou os braços pelo pescoço dela se moldando a sua forma. Finalmente tendo o contato quente da língua dela na sua, as mãos delicadas e firmes dela em você te faziam ver estrelas mas a pequena sessão de carícias durou pouco sendo interrompida pela mesma.
“A comida vai esfriar, vem.”, insistiu ela.
Durante a refeição de Jokbal, você não conseguia tirar seus olhos dela. Ela fingiria que nada havia acontecido? Talvez a castigasse e você estava errada, Momo sabia ser cruel? Ou então, estava guardando todo o tesão para o momento mais importuno que achasse. Somente você sabia como sua namorada gostava de tomar riscos de vez em quando. Você honestamente não sabia, mas precisava tentar, ao menos, perguntar. Existia um pedacinho de molho no canto da boca dela e com isso, tirou proveito para se aproximar dela e limpar com seu próprio dedo.
Ela corou um pouquinho, agradecida, antes de sugar seu polegar para dentro da boca dela. O pequeno círculo vermelho aumentando a sucção te fazendo fechar repentinamente as pernas. Momo não parecia inclinada em parar, contudo. Os olhos te encarando fixamente.
“Ah… Momori, você tem certeza de que não está… Brava comigo?”, era estranho tê-la te chupando assim e vocês nem estavam transando mas com a maior naturalidade, Hirai largou seu polegar dando um pequeno beijinho nele e voltando a sorrir meiga. Você quis explodir.
“Já é a segunda vez que você me pergunta isso, meu amor. Tem alguma coisa te preocupando?”
Você, você quis responder mas se limitou em suspirar fundo e tomar coragem para dizer. Eram namoradas há tantos anos, não existia momento em que Momo não fizesse você se sentir em casa. Ela era sua casa. Estar perto dela era quase como que uma necessidade. Você sempre esteve perdidamente apaixonada por essa mulher que mal consegue proferir uma palavra em sua língua materna.
“Você tá tão estranha, bê… Desde que mandei aquela mensagem. Tá tudo bem se você não gostou, não mando mais. Você tava no trabalho, foi meio sem noção mesmo né?”, já começou se desculpando mas Momo não aceitou. O ato já era tão costumeiro que você mal percebeu quando ela te passou da cadeira para o colo dela.
Seus bracinhos rodeavam o pescoço dela novamente. Se aproximando, a japonesa deu um cheirinho gosto no teu pescoço que te fez arrepiar. Soltar um gritinho estridente com a sensação da boca dela na tua clavícula. Momo mordeu ali rapidinho só porque podia.
“Oh, meu bem… Eu queria te surpreender. Te pegar de surpresinha, talvez quando eu saísse do banho. Hm? Me esfregar nesse seu corpinho.”, ela entoou as possibilidades. De certa forma, você não estava errada. Ela realmente ia esperar um momento importuno para te provocar. Sorrindo com a contestação de seu conhecimento em Momo Hirai, deixou com que ela estalasse mais beijinhos por toda a extensão de seu pescoço. “Sentiu tanto assim minha falta? ‘Tava tão necessitada de mim que botou esses peitinhos pra fora só pra me chamar a atenção, né, amorzinho?”
“Eu tava tão entediada. Pensando tanto em ti, Moguri, não deu pra segurar.”, você justificou manhosa.
Não deixou que ela falasse nada, juntou os lábios em um beijinho gostoso e lento onde permitiu que suas línguas se enroscassem. A dela massageava a sua conforme as mãos espertas apertavam suas costas, você infiltrava seus dedos pelos fios pretos dela. O único som presente na cozinha era o da respiração de vocês que ficava mais pesada durante o beijo. Soltando uma lufada de ar, você chupou a língua de Momo abrindo os olhinhos e encontrando ela de encarando.
Os olhos gritavam o desejo que estava emanando entre vocês, sem aguentar você arrastou a boca para o queixo dela deixando uma trilha de saliva que brilhou com a luz branca da cozinha de vocês.
“Tadinha da minha princesa, você se tocou pensando em mim, foi?”, ela quis saber e quando você negou, ela xingou baixinho. “Você é perfeita, sabia?”
Ela sempre fazia questão de dizer mesmo quando você não acreditava, mas dessa vez, não houve tempo para que a contradissesse. Momo te levantou e se levantou em seguida, roubando mais um beijo quando você gemeu em protesto do afastamento.
“Eu quero você.”, resmungou carente.
Ela riu, achando você uma graça como de costume. “E eu você, mas antes eu preciso tomar banho, princesa. Me espera no nosso quarto, tá bom?”
Você não queria mas não era como se tivesse escolha, Momo havia acabado de sair de um turno exaustivo na empresa onde trabalhava e embora fosse uma figura de respeito lá dentro, evitava dar motivos para que duvidassem de sua capacidade como mulher de negócios. Logo, isso significava inúmeros dias cansativos onde você recebia sua namorada de braços abertos para o conforto de sua casa.
Ela merecia um tempinho só dela.
Por isso, você esperou pacientemente. Arrumou o quarto rapidamente, mesmo sabendo que ela já teria visto toda a bagunça que havia permanecido ali, jogou os lençóis sujos na máquina e os substituiu por novos aromatizando o quarto no processo. Foi quando parou para olhar o quarto e seu resultado que sentiu braços molhados lhe envolvendo e a presença reconfortante e cheirosa de Momo atrás de si. Pelo canto de seus olhos, era capaz de ver a Hirai de toalha. Os cabelos molhados e a cara lavada. Tão linda quanto fica quando acorda.
“No fim das contas, eu consegui te pegar de surpresinha quando sai do banho.”, ela murmurou baixinho no seu ouvido. Você mordeu o lábio para esconder o sorriso safado, revirou os olhos com o tesão. “Deita lá pra mim.”
Você nem precisou de um segundo comando para pular na cama entusiasmada, arrancando um risinho da mulher. Encarou o momento em que a toalha caiu no chão revelando o corpo nu da namorada para si, os peitos redondinhos e perfeitos com os biquinhos rosados. O monte vênus parecia incomodá-la, mas você não precisava que ninguém te dissesse o quanto ela te queria.
“Isso é muito injusto, tá?”, você proferiu deixando que ela subisse na cama e se aproximasse de você. Engatinhando, parecia uma gata naquela visão. Você abriu as pernas para ela. “Você tá aí toda gostosa e eu tô aqui.”
“Tá toda gostosa também, quer que eu prove pra você?”, ela questionou e você assentiu. Não era boba. Mas nem ela. “Vai ter que pedir.”
“Eu peço.”, admitiu sem vergonha. Jogando os cabelos para o lado, deixou que ela tirasse o sutiã que trajava. Seus seios pulando para a fora da peça que os segurava. Os mamilos não pareciam mais com os do vídeo, esses estavam duros de volúpia. “Por favor, amor. Mama eles até eles ficarem vermelhinhos, até eu te pedir pra parar. Por favor, por favor, por favor, por favor.”
Momo mordiscou sua boca antes de confirmar o que você já sabia que ela te daria. Balançando as mamas, você jogou a cabeça para trás esperando a sensação molhada que veio em intervalos. Espasmos percorriam seu corpo quando você se permitiu olhar e pegou as lambidinhas que mulher deixava em seus bicos pontudos. Rodando um na mão, chupou o outro com força de vontade. Percorreu a língua pela carne dura, empurrando o mamilo para lá e para cá.
Você apertou as pernas necessitando de fricção, um gemido altinho escapou.
“Por favor, amor.”, implorou chorosa.
“Shh, calma. Calma.”
Ela continuou chupando, cuspiu algumas vezes nos brotinhos sensíveis espalhando sua saliva por eles como uma forma de aumentar a sensação excitante. Porém, o combo que quase a fez perder a estribeiras foi a mordida suave que Momo deixou no mamilo direito. Você soltou um som que mais parecia com um ganido cruzando os calcanhares, que com muito esforço foram separados, e caiu de costas na cama.
“Eu vou gozar!”, anunciou e Momo negou com a cabeça condescendente. Arrastando uma linha de saliva de seu busto até seu queixo e então, para dentro de sua boca. Você chupou obediente. O corpo pelado da mulher montava sua perna e você sentia a umidade que te deixava louca. “Momo…”
“Mas já? Tsk, poxa, vida… Ainda não. Aguenta mais um pouquinho, tá?”, ela pediu com a voz doce.
Como poderia negar? Anuindo sem muitas opções, você levantou o quadril em um pedido silencioso para que ela tirasse aquele shortinho ensopado de você e logo, sua buceta encharcada sentiu o friozinho do quarto. Inconscientemente, você espasmou com o estímulo inexistente. Observou conforme Momo se levantava e ia até a cabeceira do quarto, de lá, voltando com a varinha mágica de vocês.
Um vibrador rosa e grandinho, com a cabecinha mais potente que você já tinha visto. Só de se recordar, virou a cabeça para o lado choramingando.
“Ah, vida! A gente nem começou.”, tranquilizou ela ligando o aparelho. O grave zunido se fez presente no quarto e você fechou os olhos com força já imaginando o pior, ou melhor, que poderia acontecer. Momo sentou entre suas pernas. Era uma visão, os cabelos pretos caiam para frente cobrindo esporadicamente os peitos. Um mamilo visível pelas cortinas negras, outro não. A pele cremosa brilhando com um pouquinho de suor e loção hidrante.
A mão dela que não segurava o vibrador afastou suas pernas, as abrindo o máximo que conseguia antes de posicionar o vibrador ligado nos lábios menores de sua vagina, arrastando todo o aparelho do clitóris até sua abertura. Acumulando o líquido viscoso ali. Era uma sensaçãozinha gostosa de tremor que seria muito bem-vinda se você já não estivesse sensível com a brincadeira de mais cedo.
Levantando a cabeça, você revirou os olhos soltando gemidinhos agudos e entrecortados. Estava inquieta, não sabia se olhava ou se deixava a cabeça pender para trás então fazia um misto dos dois. Sentia como se o ar estivesse sendo arrancado de você, por isso, o peitoral subia e descia com agressividade e você esperneava levemente se Momo fosse boazinha o suficiente para soltar suas pernas ocasionalmente. Tentava fechá-las, mas somente recebia a pressão em sua virilha para mantê-las abertas.
“Para, para, para, para. Por favor, amor, eu…”, a frase seguiu inacabada quando você lastimou apertando os lençóis ao seu lado. O vibrador estava constantemente em cima do seu clitóris agora. Em um grito silencioso, você abriu a boca tentando se virar para o lado para agarrar o travesseiro quando a estimulação cessou novamente. “O quê? Por que? Ah não. Momori, gatinha..”
Momo estava parada sob você, o vibrador agora desligado em mãos. Você chorou, ao menos sabia que tinha isso em você. Lágrimas escorreram de seus olhos até seus cabelos.
“Mas você me disse que queria parar…”, analisou a japonesa.
“Eu tava errada, não sabia o que tava falando. Por favor!”
A Hirai riu de você, não de uma forma cruel que te faria sentir diminuída, mas do jeito dócil e gentil dela de sempre. A mesma Momo que riria de qualquer piada sem graça sua só porque foi você quem contou. Da mesma forma, você fungou afetada.
“Você quer gozar?”, ela indagou cafajeste.
Se sobrepondo sob os cotovelos, você confirmou com a cabeça. Sem emitir som, apenas os olhos pidões e vermelhinhos. Ela negou e você franziu o cenho.
“Por favor.”, insistiu.
“Não adianta implorar, ainda tem um caminhozinho pra gente percorrer até você poder gozar. Eu consegui esperar então você também consegue.”, ela lembra.
Por um momento, você pensa que ela está sendo amarga pelo que você aprontou mais cedo e talvez seja. Mas ainda assim, não te faz ver a razão de tudo isso. Você tenta se remexer inquieta e ela para seus movimentos com a mão, rindo. Leva dois dedos até a boca e chupa suficientemente bem até que estejam bem molhados antes de esfregar eles em você. Seu quadril pula sem consciência e você geme alto. Está inchada, consegue sentir o prazer latejando em sua vulva. Ligando o vibrador novamente, Momo insere ele entre vocês antes de sentar em cima da bolinha.
Assim, a vibração passa dela até você. E assim, sente como se tivesse chegado ao paraíso. Sente como se fosse morrer ali mesmo, da melhor transa que já tiveram. Pois, a jovem japonesa rebola para frente e para trás em cima maldita bolinha vibrante fazendo ela escorrer entre as gotinhas brancas de vocês.
“Pensei nisso o dia inteiro, sabia? Desde que você me mandou aquele vídeo, esses peitinhos balançando e eu só podia pensar em como queria eles na minha boca.”, ela incitou. Pegando nos seus peitos e os torcendo levemente nas mãos, já você tentava segurar-se pateticamente nela enquanto ofegava e gemia ao mesmo tempo. “Foi um dia longo, bebê. Não via a hora de chegar em casa e te ter assim pra mim, manhosinha e louquinha pra me dar. Porque você quer. Não quer me dar?”
“Quero. Quero muito. Mete em mim, linda. Vai, só um pouquinho.”, seus sussurros incoerentes foram encontrados com um ‘não’ suave da parte dela fazendo você choramingar.
“Tudo no seu tempo, boneca.”, ela afirmou sentando firme. A vibração escorregou para sua entrada e você quase gozou, se não fosse por sua extrema força de vontade e o quase gritinho estridente que soltou. “Segura.”
Momo, de repente, desligou o vibrador o dispensando. Seu corpo permanecia tendo espasmos quando você olhou para baixo e você reluzia tanto que não sabia se estava suada ou se o pré-gozo de vocês já começava a se misturar. Todavia, não perderam tempo reparando nisso quando Momo se virou de lado e sentou-se em cima de sua entradinha molhada. Buceta com buceta se esfregando. Ela levantou uma de suas pernas, a deixando apoiada no colchão para segurar e cavalgou.
Os tecidos dançavam criando as sensações eletrizantes que te percorriam e a ela. Seus sons se misturavam e você já deveria ter uma noção que soava quase obscena agora, algo que os vizinhos claramente reclamariam depois. No entanto, focou apenas na maneira como sua namorada revirava os olhos e gemia baixinho com a fricção gostosa de suas intimidades se tocando e levou uma de suas mãos até seu seio beliscando.
“Momo, por favor. Eu não aguento mais.”, postulou sôfrega e finalmente, a mulher anuiu em compaixão. Levou uma de suas mãos até seu rosto e se inclinou para frente para beijá-la.
“Vem pra mim, você fica tão linda gozando que chega até ser pecado eu te negar isso mais uma vez.”, admitiu. Sob seus lábios, você soltou todos os sons possíveis enquanto sentia ela te levando ao ápice com uma frequência maior. Aumentando a velocidade para que você chegasse lá mais rápido.
Não demorou muito pra acontecer, seu orgasmo chegando tão arrebatadoramente que mordeu seu lábio sem querer arrancar sangue. Contudo, Momo lambeu antes que pudesse escorrer para fora de sua boca. Você estava destruída, desgastada na cama e se recuperando dos jatinhos que ainda espiravam de você involuntariamente em pequenas quantias quando sentiu os dela vindo também.
Momo gozou te beijando, uma mistura maluca de dentes, saliva e um pouquinho de cabelo que no final, acabaram por fazer as duas rirem. Ela se jogou ao seu lado, um lenço já em sua mão como sempre fazia quando terminavam as relações. Te limpando suavemente e se desculpando sempre que você pulava em surpresa ou dor.
Você, no entanto, sorria boba e divertida. “Quem diria que um vídeo de peitinhos te deixaria assim. Acho que devo fazer isso mais vezes.”
Momo apertou o lenço em sua buceta fazendo choramingar manhosa, ela riu jogando ele fora.
“Não seja má comigo, você gostou.”, afirmou jogando uma das pernas pelo quadril dela. Assentindo, Hirai te abraçou com os lábios carnudos traçando um caminho de beijinhos pelo seu rosto.
“Gostei, você sabe que eu amo seus peitos. Só que um aviso seria bom da próxima vez, algum dos meus colegas de trabalho poderia ter visto.”, alertou ela de olhinhos fechados.
“Talvez, eles só ficassem com inveja do que você ia ter te esperando quando chegasse em casa. Ou se for uma garota bonitinha, você podia a chamar.”, brincou piscando.
Sabia exatamente como judiar da namorada que abriu um dos olhos beliscando sua bunda nua, virando o jogo e ficando por cima de você. “Tá merecendo uma chave de buceta bem dada nessa sua cara, não acha não?”
Você sorriu sapeca. “Só se for sua.”
Os vizinhos, com certeza, reclamariam no dia seguinte mas a necessidade entre vocês duas era maior do que qualquer notificação de incômodo ali.
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lustfultwicesnaps · 10 months
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What do you think about smoking after sex? (all members if possible)
Genre: Smut, Question/Reaction
Pairing: Dom Twice and Female reader
Name: Im Nayeon
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Scenario: “Well honestly I think it’s kinda funny and cute when a bottom smokes afterward especially if they’re giggly and silly too.” Said Nayeon
Name: Yoo Jeongyeon
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Scenario: “I don’t really like my submissive smoking, I’ll be so worried about their health the whole time we’re together.” Said Jeongyeon
Name: Minatozaki Sana
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Scenario: “We’re both adults if you’re gonna smoke you’re gonna do it, but you better come back and apologize to your king afterward for leaving.” Said Sana
Name: Hirai Momo
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Scenario: “Smoke before, during, and after, a cigarette or blunt shit let’s have a few drinks together too.” She said laughing a bit, “I don’t care really I’ve seen people do both and it doesn’t really matter to me.” Said Momo
Name: Park Jihyo
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Scenario: “They can do it if they want, but I don’t really like the smell of cigarettes and weed. I honestly want them to do it before and wash up right after.” Said Jihyo
Name: Myoui Mina
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Scenario: “Ummm, I actually kinda like the smell of it, so smoking after we have sex wouldn’t bother me. One time while I having sex and the submissive was smoking during it, and I got a contact high from it and it was a pretty fun night.” Momo said smiling softly.
Name: Kim Dahyun
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Scenario: “It can be quite peaceful setting actually, after sex siting together on a hotel back watching the sun rise while my sub smokes and we talk. A lot of time submissive are pretty quiet, and they can get pretty talkative afterwards.
Name: Son Chaeyoung
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Scenario: “I remember when a bottom I was messing with was trying to hide they smoked, it was so funny hearing them tiptoe around.” Said Chaeyoung while chuckling, “I kinda find it adorable now, let's watch a movie together and cuddle together while you’re smoking I have an ashtray on my nightstand.”
Name: Chou Tzuyu
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Scenario: “Oooo do you smoke sweetie? Come on tell me the truth about it I won’t tell anyone else I promise, would you wanna have a late-night slumber party it’ll be so fun together.”
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lavenderbexlatte · 7 months
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day 15: lingerie
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twice 1.4k words gender neutral reader insert Reader x Hirai Momo suggestive/SFW
🖤 warnings: lots of staring, a secret lingerie kink, or maybe just a big crush on momo who even knows~🖤
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You've never felt less professional in your life.
It's the very essence of your job to look at pretty people. Being an assistant DP means your life is full of spotless sets, glittering lights, and beautiful, beautiful people. And usually, it's all mundane.
People can get used to anything, after long enough. And you'd thought you were used to pretty people.
This shoot isn't even anything special.
You've done dozens of lingerie shoots. Even a few kink shoots for adult websites, with even less clothes than the models are wearing today. And usually, any twinge of interest in the people wearing those clothes is absolutely killed by the alternately boring and stressful demands of your job. It's hard to be horny when you need to hold reflectors for eight hours straight.
But this client is unbelievable.
She's independently famous, something outside of modeling, but you're pretty sure you've never seen her before today.
You wish you had, though, because she's stunning.
The line being advertised is some very expensive lingerie brand that you've also never heard of, delicate luxury fabrics that the wardrobe girls have already complained about. Apparently they're only allowed to use certain kinds of thread to tailor them up, something about weight and fabric pulling. The intricacies of fashion are above you, but that's fine. The models look great.
Especially this girl.
You're sure your face is extremely unprofessional, as she takes off the big teddy bear coat covering her outfit and steps onto the set.
Her abs catch your eye first. You don't see many models with visible abs that seem like they're the result of effort, rather than simply body composition.
Wouldn't matter to you, either way, because her face is equally as stunning, and you can't fake that. Intelligent eyes and a sneaky smile, glossy black hair with stair bangs.
Ridiculously pretty.
"Are you ready?" asks the director.
This girl nods. "Ready."
"Anything uncomfy?"
"No."
"Then let's get going."
It's a businesslike exchange, polite and short, and usually you'd be right there with everyone else. Your boss, the DP, who's calling lights and judging the placement of fake plants. The director nudging and complimenting the model into different spots on the tight set.
Usually, you'd be just as busy. But you're just kind of...watching.
Watching, as this girl in her thick garters and black bustier bends and smolders and tosses her hair for the camera.
Someone finally says her name, and it's the makeup artist, darting to the edge of the set between shots.
"Momo, can I fix your lipstick?"
You think her lipstick is perfect, personally, but whatever. The makeup artist smooths a little brush over the model's full bottom lip, taking away some imperceptible imperfections, and you just watch, like an idiot.
Really, you never thought you had a thing for lingerie.
It's part of your job to see it in detail, like this. It's part of life to see it at all. You're  person in society. Clothes never really did it for you, even intimate clothes.
Must be the girl, then.
It must be.
"Let's do the warm light, next," the director decides. "Can I get the reflector in here?"
Shit. That means you.
The unwieldy gold fabric circle is admittedly pretty neat, a tool that reflects the studio lights back with a warm gold-colored tint. And this one is handheld, which means that someone has to stand next to the model and angle it just so, to get the perfect lighting.
That someone is you.
And in you go, hauling the reflector.
"Up close on the left, please. Her right," the director tells you. "Thanks."
You can't see any flaws in her lipstick up close, either. Momo gives you a very interesting, oddly knowing kind of smile, as you hover beside her with your reflector. It's a few moments of taking direction - a little right, a little up, closer...not that close you're in frame - and then just holding the pose until the director decides to let up.
Usually you'd be counting the seconds, as your muscles stiffen up from staying in the same awkward spot, praying for the shoot to end.
But right now, you're focused on not being super weird.
You need to watch her, to make sure that the light doesn't change. You need to be aware of the glare off the silvery hardware of her garters, to move the screen around if she changes poses. That, of course, means you kind of need to stare at her.
And Momo seems to like that you're staring at her.
Maybe you're reading into it, just wishful thinking. But every time she adjusts, and you adjust with her, trying to look at her just enough but not too much, Momo...looks at you.
It's a smirk, it's definitely a smirk. Not a smile. Sneakier than that. She's smirking at you.
That probably means that you're being obvious, and she can tell that you're interested in her. Or at least intrigued by her. She's so pretty, pretty enough that you probably wouldn't be brave enough to approach her at a party. Pretty enough that she's probably used to people reacting to her like this.
It doesn't help that she's only wearing lingerie.
"Anything else you wanna try?" the director asks.
This director is a nice lady, accommodating even when she has to rush through bookings like this to meet deadlines, so this is one of the usual questions. Letting the models suggest poses and concepts helps them take some control over their gigs, a rarity in the fashion world that moves so fast and objectifies so quickly. You usually appreciate it a lot.
But today, Momo hums her consideration, and looks at you.
"What do you think?" she asks.
You startle. "What?"
"Is there any position you think would look good?"
Momo is grinning at you, an innocent smile, but her eyes are glinting. She absolutely knows what she's doing, and she's doing it on purpose.
The director doesn't even blink. "Any ideas?"
"I mean, I-" you stammer. "No, everything has been good, yeah-"
"Then we're finished," the director decides.
Embarrassing, but you're safe now.
Or, you're safe for the next ten minutes.
Sets move fast, and it's only a matter of seconds before Momo has retreated to the greenroom with her manager, and the next girl is brought out. This girl is also very pretty, but you don't have the same brain-melting reaction to her. Which is a fucking relief, because it means that you didn't suddenly get weird.
As the next shoot starts, the DP calls you over.
"Can you go get the colored screens? We're gonna need red for this girl."
"Sure," you agree.
So you take the gold reflector, and the regular silver one, and walk to the supply racks to find the primary-colored ones. You'll grab red, and blue for good measure...
"You got a second?"
Oh, no.
You turn around, and there's Momo, wrapped in her teddy bear coat again, leaning against the doorway to her closet-sized greenroom.
"I guess," you say, nervous.
"I just wanted to know if you liked this outfit."
While you still have the presence of mind, you put the reflectors in their spot on the wheeled rack in the hallway.
That's a good call, too, because as soon as your eyes are on Momo again, she drops the coat.
And there's that lingerie set, again.
"It seemed like you liked it," she adds.
She's still standing like she's on set, posed against the doorframe, her fluffy coat piled at her feet. It's ridiculous that someone can be this hot. You're mesmerized by the dip of her skin around the tight band of the garters, the smooth lines of her cleavage over the top of the bustier, her abs...
"I liked it. I like it," you say.
You probably sound way too eager, but it's too late to try and fix yourself.
Momo tilts her head, looking purposefully, artfully curious. "Would you wanna touch it?"
You wheeze.
"The outfit, I mean," she says mildly. "Of course. It's really nice. You could touch it."
You're not entirely sure what's happening, or why, but there is some higher power smiling down on you right now, and you're not about to waste it.
Fingers of one hand tugging at the thigh strap of her garter, the other hand smoothing a path up the expensive silk and lace of her bustier. She's all but laughing at you and your eagerness, and she lets you crowd her backwards into her greenroom. You at least have the presence of mind to not want to get caught.
"This a normal thing for you?" Momo asks.
You relish the chance to answer. "No!"
"Huh." Her face is far too satisfied. "Must just be me, then."
The feeling of the delicate material of her lingerie under your hands does feel fantastic, but you think she's probably right.
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starnhearts · 2 years
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KINKTOBER DAY THREE
alpha! momo x omega! f! reader | today's prompts were omegaverse and breeding | reader is referred to with she/her and has female anatomy | WC: 1056 | sorry if this one isn't as good, i had to try and get this done pretty fast!
MINORS DNI
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Fuck.
Y/N was out of suppressants and she felt her pre-heat starting.
Y/N had been on suppressants for years now. It wasn’t anything special, it just kept her from being able to get pregnant or having heats. It was still obvious she was an omega, no added scent-blocking or anything, but it kept her from having to take time off to handle her problems. 
Momo would ask so nicely about when or if she wanted to pause taking them, Y/N would always just laugh it off. They could just have regular sex without Y/N being in heat. Momo never seemed particularly upset by this, she understood how much of an inconvenience heats could be.
But this is the first heat Y/N’s ever had with Momo, and she was busy practicing. Which left Y/N waiting, having to helplessly try and ease the arousal with her fingers and the selection of toys she had.
It doesn’t work, obviously. It hardly even takes the edge off. Y/N needed Momo in her, right now. Her cunt ached, Y/N felt like there was electricity flowing right down to her core, it was almost painful how badly she needed her alpha in her. Her mate.
The front door jingled open after what felt like centuries, revealing a curious Momo standing at it. Y/N lets out a soft whine, Momo instantly taking off her coat and rushing to the bedroom.
"Y/N..?" she breathed, eyeing her, Y/N not having the shame to stop furiously rubbing at her clit and piping a toy inside of her dripping cunt. Y/N just whimpers, looking up at Momo with her puppy eyes. "Did you stop taking suppressants?" 
"Forgot them." Y/N mewled, only able to speak between her whines and pants. Y/N is unable to ignore the tent in Momo's pants, growing more desperate for her cock as she looked at it. Momo's scent was invading Y/N's nostrils, a bitter scent of coffee flooding the room, stronger than Y/N's scent despite her heat.
"Y/N, can I please..?" Momo trailed off, voice airy and desperate as she struggled to finish her sentence. Y/N is barely able to whimper out a small plea before Momo is stripping herself of her clothes, revealing her muscular figure. Momo practically jumped into the bed, climbing on top of Y/N and pulling the dildo out of her gently. She's sure the ruts must cloud alpha’s minds as much as heats cloud omega’s with Momo’s eagerness and lack of hesitation to cut to the chase.
Momo licks a stripe up her neck, sucking and biting all over her neck, careful to avoid where her mating bite should be. Y/N is confident it will leave a mark, especially with her graciously her alpha seemed to use her teeth. Momo doesn’t waste much time, thrusting her cock into Y/N, teeth still grazing against her neck. Y/N gasped, her walls quickly adjusting around Momo’s size. “You’re so tight..” Momo groaned, bucking her hips forward into Y/N’s cunt.
“Momo..” she whimpered, hands gripping into the sheets. Momo chuckled at this, pressing the rest of her length into Y/N. Y/N doesn’t need much time to adjust, long stretched out by this point. Y/N takes a deep breath, the feeling of her alpha inside of her clouding her mind. Momo takes this as a sign to give Y/N a little more, snaking her hand down to her throbbing clit and pressing her finger against this. Y/N, nothing but sensitive from her heat, lets out a high pitched squeak, eyes shutting. “Fuck! More, please!”
“Of course, baby.” Momo purred, pressing against her clit with more strength this time,  rubbing her finger up and down. Strings of moans fall from Y/N’s mouth, pleasure running straight through her veins. Momo slowly thrusted her cock in and out of Y/N’s dripping heat, her length always pushing against her center earning a sharp moan from Y/N. “I’ve waited for this for so long.” she mumbled, Y/N unsure that the comment was even for her to hear.
Momo rolled her hips into Y/N a little faster, taking her time to work up to a faster pace. Y/N’s cunt was dripping wet, easy for Momo to thrust in and out of. Y/N was always excited to spend time like this with Momo, but today was so much better than she could have thought. 
“Feels so good!” Y/N groaned, Momo’s thrusts worked up to a frantic pace, mercilessly ramming into Y/N. Y/N’s pussy clenched around Momo’s cock, loud moans spilling from her lips. Her legs had started to shake and tension had began to build inside of her, taking absolutely no time for her to become desperate to cum. “Alpha! Fuck, I’m close!” she yelped, words barely understandable as they tumbled out of her lips.
“Shit, me too.” Momo groaned, her free hand gripping onto Y/N’s hip and holding onto it, her other one grinding down harder against Y/N’s clit. Momo’s thrusts grew sloppier and sloppier, no longer a clear rhythm to her thrusts. “Do you want me to pull out?” she whispered, her head ducked right by Y/N’s, hot breath hitting her ear.
“F-fuck, no!” Y/N said, her breaths becoming labored and frantic. “Please don’t.”
“Oh?” Momo said curiously, refusing to wipe the grin off her face. “My omega wants to be bred full of my cum?”
“Yes! Shit, alpha! Yes!” Y/N moaned out.
“Say it.” Momo ordered, tone still light and teasing yet there was no mistake she was being serious.
“Please breed me!” Y/N whimpered, voice desperate as ever.
This seemed to drive Momo off the edge, the alpha letting out a loud moan before her body gave out, filling Y/N’s cunt with pumps of hot cum. Y/N cums with a shudder not shortly after, body finally relaxing.
Y/N initially tries to pull away, before discovering that Momo’s knot was deep inside of her stomach, leaving her attached to Momo for an hour or so.
“Love you.” Momo purred, arms wrapping around the omega. The omega hums in return, eyes growing heavy as she finally falls asleep for the night.
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babybeastluv · 10 days
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I wanna write g!p Momo soooo bad 😩😩
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saiidahyunie · 9 days
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fight night
hirai momo x f!reader
synopsis: momo makes sure you hit the canvas, and the bed. 
warnings: strap-ons ; breeding kink mentioned ; just dirty, filthy, disgusting smut >:)
a/n: started writing this at around 10 am btw
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“i want another round! let’s go for another round!” 
despite how enthusiastic it sounded, it certainly won’t be the last time you hear that sentence tonight. 
“momo,” you call out to her from the opposite corner of the ring, raking your hand through your slicked hair, muddled with all of the sweat procured from the intense sparring session you just went with her just now, “i thought i told you that i was only gonna do four rounds with you tonight.” 
she tosses her headgear into the middle of the ring, a glove at her side with the wrist-wrapped hand sliding across the divot in her abs. “just one more bout, we’ll do a minute this time since it’s already late.” 
watching your girlfriend move up the ranks in her weight class for the boxing division that she was competing for, in the slightest, was probably one of the most frightening experiences momo has put you through since the start of the relationship with her.
that being said, momo is, and always will be, a fighter - there’s even times where nothing else matters if she gets beat down to the ground by someone else because fighting is the only thing she knows how to do. she’ll get up, and keep going - to no end, even if her body is screaming against it at will, it’ll be until the very last bell when she gets her final say. 
“fine, just this once only because ryujin isn’t here with you today.” 
momo squeaked over before running across the opposite end to trap you in a hug, sweaty lips against yours while your free hand sweeps her lower back. she deepens the kiss but forces her weight on you, just enough for your back to meet the ropes, letting a small groan escape into her mouth. 
you’re not the one at fault to get momo riled up with moments like these, but for the sake of your girlfriend’s sanity, you made sure to not be in the gym with her that much - especially with the goddamn sparring sessions because she’s always looking to see if you’re watching her beat or get beat. 
a simple two tap out signals momo to stop for a second, landing another few kisses swiping your bottom lip, “fuck–momo, it’s not that big of a deal.” you say, calloused ridges of your palm feeling the subtle warm heat on her cheeks to the touch. “let’s get this last round in baby, then we can have our fun.”
“oh yeah?” momo challenges, her free hand beneath shorts kneading your ass, a light gasp of the chipped armor she finally manages to break, “and what do i get for knocking you out in sixty seconds?” 
“well…” it’s a tempting proposition, she knows your body equally as hers. the subtle touches in areas that lifts that sly smile of yours, the moans that shake loose off her lips when you’re all over her aching, needy–
“if you can knock me out by then, i’ll be free of use for you when we get home.” 
momo coos, finger and thumb at the peak of your chin when the soft chuckle leaves your lips. “i do like the sound of that.” 
“if you don’t, then nothing will happen.” you add, pressing a finger to her chest, pushing her away to the other corner. “i’m not like your sparring partner ryujin, so i don’t plan to go easy.” 
“you were never an easy girl to appeal to.” 
“tell that to richard’s fighter that put a number on you three weeks ago.” 
“oh, fuck you.” 
“you probably will.” quipping, “headgear on, we don’t have all night.” 
momo is structured, but always forgets. 
and she definitely forgot about the right hander you had when she’s on the ropes. 
stumbling out, and you’re laughing, mocking her. you’re all for the taunting and trash-talking. it’s something you picked up from momo’s trainer, jihyo, constantly berating her all of the different kinds of things that even whittled down to ‘you’re shitty because you’re fucking breathing!’ there’s so many stories you’ve herald from the other fighters in the gym, so you’re working your magic to get momo to let her frustrations out. 
“you call that a southpaw? c’mon, where’s the momo that i know who can land a better hit than that?! is it because i’m your girlfriend and you’re giving me slack?” 
momo wipes her chin, studying everything that you’re currently modeling right now. your left hand is up to your midsection, right hand lowered, shoulders slumped like they’re relaxed, skipping in place on the balls of your feet, staying light and quick. it’s only been ten seconds into the round and momo needs one way in. 
“you’re all talk for someone that’s not a boxer.” she says, gloves hitting against each other signifying that she’s good to go. 
“don’t go easy on me.” 
you get complacent, momo surges forward with a low blow to your stomach. luckily your right hand swings forward to parry the hit before reeling back to the flying left hand momo sends after. right hook is sent to momo’s head and she takes it, good, shuffling back against the corner where you’re in the driver's seat. she has to play defense, and you have free reign with firing the relentless jabs to any open area on momo’s body. 
momo’s hands shield her face, elbows protecting her stomach as best as she can while you’re sending a flurry of hooks left and right. she sees the window of opportunity when you’re sending another uppercut when she hits the area where your liver was at, making you slightly disoriented. that was the second she needed, and all of the sudden the momentum shifted in momo’s favor, sending a right hook, a left jab, two quick hit in the same area again before the haymaker right to the left side of your face. 
that was momo’s strength, her fast reflexes and punches gave you little to no time to adjust and before you knew it, you’re doubled back on the canvas, falling to the right before rolling over and laying upwards. 
you’re zipping up your duffel bag when momo hugs you from behind, with an ice pack in her hand. you hum at the peace offering, taking it and putting it on your forehead to soothe the pain from momo’s killer hook. 
it was so cute to see your boxer girlfriend tend to your care and yes, she felt bad. she needed the motivation after taking that loss in that fight with the up and comer making a name for themselves in the boxing scene. the loss was hard for momo at the time and she really took it to heart, but like all things in life, we move forward. 
“sorry,” momo says, palming your head while you give her a soft smirk, accepting her apology right away before she schpiels out on how -  “i didn’t mean to hit you that hard, and you were giving me a lot of crap which was annoying and—” 
“momo,” hand up to stop her from tumbling her words, “it’s fine. it’s okay, you gave me a run for my money.” and momo shuts up, defeated that she beat up her own girlfriend out of a bit of anger. “besides, you’ve been slacking since the third or fourth round, so you made it up with that.” 
“did i?” 
“you really couldn’t tell?” you ask her, tapping her cheek to cheer her up. “i could see it in your body language.” 
“i know.” 
“and i did challenge you to something, so i didn’t forget.” 
“you also said that.” 
lowering the ice pack from your forehead, you lean in for a chaste kiss. momo flings the small towel over her neck so that her hands can slide into your waist. the touch and feel of her hands all over you was comforting, eagerly like it’s the last thing she wants to lose on her mind: feeling you, tender lips, that breath caught from the bottom of your throat, hands on her neck keeping her gravity centered towards you. 
momo being cool, swings the towel from her neck around to yours when you try to pull away, trying to keep her sanity in check before the booming call of lust shelters her heart for wanting, needing, satisfying. the lip lock and swipe of her tongue only makes you take into her, the downfall of that euphoric bliss flooding over you like a fucking flood, hands roaming freely over her soaked back. 
she’s quick to attack your neck, inciting a soft moan–her favorite sound–from your lips before you tap her breast twice, pulling away with lidded eyes and the intertwining line of saliva now visible in the small space between heads. 
“remember, free use.” you whisper, permissively, and momo is reminded of the reward she earned. 
(look, it goes without saying: some things are quicker to come sooner than you actually realize. sure, the detailing of momo’s rough hand all over your thigh on the car ride back would be enough information with additional detail to suffice, but really - this is just the blip or flashforward in the event. besides, who really wants to speed things up in the rush of a fucked mind waiting to happen–
oh wait, that’s you.) 
the term gentle is completely thrown out of the equation. it’s also apparent with the fact that your back hits the door leading into the shared bed of you and momo’s. arms are discarding things everywhere, you yelp into her mouth at the fact that she’s quick to rip off that large shirt in one take, pushed onto the bed while momo slips out of her leggings and shirt - she never liked the idea of wearing bras especially when it came to going out (risky, but she could care less.) 
sprawled, you twitch at the reemergence of momo’s hands canvasing your body, exposed and open for her to drink in the sight. 
“too stunned to speak?” you finally say, hands upheld like a model in a photoshoot, catching a glimpse of momo licking her lips ready to tear anything in it’s path. and you’d let her. take you in for something that’s cast aside and make you whole, like new. you’ve broken her down to the point where she could give you everything you wanted, and she will. 
momo leans down, sinking by the feel of her lips on the little spot underneath your ear, eyes wobbling shut while you hum with a sound of satisfaction, melting into putty by the second. you know she likes this, to have control, to be in the front of this bout where she belongs because by the end of everything, you’ll be sputtering her name out like there’s no tomorrow. 
“i’m gonna use you to fuck myself in every way.” she stops to say down the canal of your ear. 
fuck. 
“how are you gonna do that?” eyes tracking her silhouette in the darkness while your hands nestle themselves over your chest, thighs pressed together to sate the ache that’s bothering between your legs. “tell me more baby, i wanna know all of the things that you’re gonna do to me.” 
“you said free use, so i’ll do anything to get myself off to you.” 
“anything?” 
“don’t make me repeat myself.” 
fuck.
you lean back as deep as you can, momo elevates herself over your body, and your hands naturally find their way clutching her ass, dropping kisses up her inner thigh. not even letting her speak, but already ahead of the curve of what she wanted. 
“you-fuck, i fucking hate-” momo snaps, trying to ignore the humming of momo’s skin laving your tongue at the moment, gripping your hair suddenly to stop you before pressing your head back into the mattress. “always having your way with things, huh?” 
“got a problem?” 
“this is your doing. now open.” 
“mo–” 
she shuts you up with the harsh grinding of her cunt at max speed, the subtle slide of her wetness soaking onto your face. she tastes good, there’s no denying that, but shit the post-workout meal and shower can wait, because this was entirely better than whatever was the initial plan before coming home. 
“yeah–yeah, yeah, yeah, hng–fuck, y/n.” momo gasps out while her hips buckle from the pressure, dropping forward while your hands hook around the midpoint of her hips and legs meeting, giving you an anchor for you to pleasure her. momo looks from under, only seeing the top of your head, moving left and right repeatedly, cupping your face while you keep your head up into her cunt. 
“christ baby, your fucking mouth–” 
“mmmmph.” you manage to say, mouth full of pussy that grips your tongue so well. you could lose and back out now, flip her over and just fuck momo, but she knows that you’ll do the honor system justice, staying true to your word. momo’s fingers are on her clit, nearing that peak she desperately deisred, shooting up right again and forcefully fucking your face with her cunt, whining and whimpering before she clenches her legs against your head, as if it was a watermelon in between, screaming. 
momo collapses behind, ass on your stomach while she tries to recover from her climax, chest heaving while lickking the slick off of your face, sucking shamelessly and the noises that momo hears coming out of your mouth are completely fucked, she’s just left staring. 
there’s a pause, an intermission that only lasts for a few seconds - that fucking pit stop that sounds stupid as it is, and momo has something in her hand that sends your cunt aching again for more. 
a vision–a vision out of your wildest dreams. there was only one instance of this occurring and count yourself fucking lucky, because it’s happening again. 
“please,” you’re asking momo, the urgency of fulfilling your fantasies coming to life again-you’re gonna do it right? right? a break in the script to rewrite it into something new. “i know you’ve been waiting for–”
“jesus fucking christ, y/n.” momo swears, sounding helpless, but the feeling of it has never felt better. “you’ve been waiting for this to happen again, haven't you? for me to use this in your poor little pussy for my own sake. always getting what you want–” 
fuck. fuck. fuck. for fuck’s sake godddamnit–shit–
“please,” you’re asking again. “free use baby, just use me. this pussy is yours to ruin.”
momo lets the urge finally take over, splitting your legs apart before diving in to get some of that craving that she’s been holding herself back for a bit, spitting on your cunt before slipping a finger in your folds. you’re squirming at your touch, mind racked with the unnecessary teasing that’s pulling on you, to get riled up before–
“you want it so bad don’t you.” the head of the silicone cock tapping along your walls, dipping an inch just for good measure, and jesus you’re already annoyed by it. “i’m gonna ram this little pussy of yours.” 
she slides - all the way in. you don’t even know if this was real life or a dream. 
the languid moan of being filled up to the brim, slick coating the plastic in you like it’s the one thing that only matters and for this time, it did. momo strokes out before letting the first rail back leaves you choking for a second. “my little slut enjoying this now?” 
“god, momo, ma-” you barely manage, shimmying down on momo’s silicone cock, fucking yourself down the length, cunt gripping with all of its strength. momo internalizes this, testing the limits of how much your pussy could handle, but why play it safe - that’s not the whole point of getting here in the first place. 
“how does my cunt feel, ma’am?” you ask, wanting everything from momo, waiting for her to give it a few blinks to settle. starting with more fewer strokes, then upping the tempo, and up, and up–
“you look amazingly pretty,” momo breathes out, coming as a growl in your ear when she lays on top of you, hips hitting that spot inside you perfectly, the sounds coming out of you for momo to hear only makes her want more. she’s going slow, deep, soft, and then–
“harder, ma’am. please. just fuck me.” 
she gets you. it doesn’t take much for momo to give in, letting the strap swallow you up in the same repeated manner. the beat of momo’s heart synchronizing with yours while the slaps of skin fill up the dim room. there’s steady pace, the back and forth banter of grunts and moans leaving yours and momo’s lips. 
your pupils are blown out, half smiling, half gasping, looking up with every bit of strength left to see momo turn you undone. “so–hn, fuck–yes, i can’t–keep dicking me like that.” you croon, the sharp inhale leaving your lungs as momo’s strap sinks into you again and again and again and again. 
“imagine how good–” momo breathes out, “if i had a real dick, instead of a strap?” and the delirium tumbles down. “stretching you out so good–so well. my perfect slut.” 
“god, momo, i–”
“you’re perfect for me. my fucking cocksleeve.” 
in the name of the lord of heaven above. 
“such a good girl, my good slut, god, i want to stay inside you forever.” 
your eyes meet hers, smiling astonishingly beautiful while being fucked. “is this what you wanted?” 
“y-y/n—”
your legs wrap around momo’s hips, keeping the pace up of her thrusting inside of you. “filling me up? the idea of cumming inside of me so badly? dumping so much to the point that you could leave a baby in me instead of this plastic strap?” 
momo nods, not letting up her strokes, fucking you fast and deep, slamming like it took everything out of her. “breeding…” momo husks out, “sounds so fucking good…”
“c-close, mo. i’m shaking.”
“cum for me darling, you’ve earned it.” momo says to you, lips on yours again while she continues to fuck her strap into your tiny cunt, slowing her pace when she feels you clenching around the plastic. she’s quick to knead your breasts while you’re sobbing, savoring the feeling while the lingering orgasm leaves your hips. 
momo lets out something breathy, unrestrained, relaxing when she hears the whinpers leave your lips, sliding her strap out of your well-fucked pussy. you have a sleepy smile in appreciation mixed with satisfaction when she hobbles over to your side, arms scooping you into an embracing hug while you’re leaving peppered kisses on one side of her chest. 
“amazing.” you barely say, and momo just chuckles. 
“we’re definitely doing this again.” 
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b1mbodoll · 8 months
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thinking about dom! wolf hybrid! momo, g!p.... she would be so cute in a moment and in the other?? oops... she is fucking the reader like crazy.....
pairings: hirai momo x f! reader
warnings: hybrids + g!p + creampies + breeding + knotting + biting + a/b/o dynamics
💌: so sorry for the late reply my love </3 i hope this is to ur liking and lmk if u enjoyed it !! ^^
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it’s easy to forget momo’s not an overexcited puppy, her nature as an apex predator only showing when she fucks you.
she lets you get away with a lot of things because she’s a sucker for your cunt and soft pout when she tries punishing you. it’s somewhat laughable how whipped the wolfgirl is, but who can blame her for letting you off easy if it results in her fucking you within an inch of your life and you calling her “alpha”
“slow down, momo” you plead, cunt spasming around her length as she works it deeper, the tip kissing your cervix with each thrust.
she pays you no mind and continues her movements as she slots her face in the crook of your neck, sharp canines planted deep in your skin.
the pain causes you to squirm and she growls at you before slamming her hips against yours roughly in an effort to prove ber dominance.
“momo! alpha, calm down,” your whines only serve to spur her on, “it hurts.” you add.
she doesn’t let up for a second, not until you’ve climaxed at least three times and then you feel it.
her knot beginning to inflate drives you crazy, legs wrapped around her hips to pull her even closer as her semen floods your womb. “oh god, you’re such a good alpha. always makin’ sure im well bred n makin’ me feel so good.”
your praise goes straight to her dick and it makes her cock twitch inside of you as a content whine escapes her, the noise slightly muffled due to her teeth still stuck in your neck.
after reaching her orgasm momo begins to rut against you, her knot causing shocks of pain when she moves too fast and you know she’s far from done. she won’t stop til your cunt is gushing, her thick cum pooling on the bed as she fucks it out of you
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pupyuj · 8 months
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older stepsis!momo punishing reader because she failed her math test..
(no g!p)
ohhhhh wait i like this.. 👀🤭🤭
maybe momo worked hard tutoring you before your test :(( she has always wanted you to do your very best and as your big sis, she felt like it was her responsibility to help you! but like.. she hand her hand on your thigh the entire time she was tutoring you, staring at your lips every time you were talking, and giving you kisses every time you answered something right, each one in various places: your ear, your temple, your head, your cheek, your jawline, your nose... until eventually momo just full-on kisses you on the lips,, and you didn't fight against her bcs you always did think your big sis was pretty, and you liked kissing her...
and then she moves on to having you sat on her lap, groping your tits while you tried to focus hard on your practice questions.. squirming, trying to ease that feeling in your cunt but it was so hard when momo was simultaneously kissing your neck and squeezing your boobs underneath your shirt :((( then she sneaks a hand inside your shorts, feeling your wet panties, gently rubbing her fingers against the fabric to help you out a little.. but it distracted you more than anything 😵‍💫
momo making you turn your head from time to time so she could kiss you,, your legs now wide open and she's playing with your clit while you're whimpering in her mouth it all felt too good :(( both of you freezing up every time you hear footsteps outside the room,, fearing that your parents will catch you but it turns out being nothing and momo goes back to teasing you :(( atp you were the one tutoring yourself while your big sis was just feeling you up sjdbfbekfdjf 😭
momo risked a lot there, so imagine how she feels when you failed the test by a few points?? she would be so mad :( any trace of your sweet and funny older sis momo being gone :(( "did you just use me, (y/n)? are you a fucking bimbo now?? a stupid whore??" she was saying, one hand squeezing one of your boobs too hard and the other pulling your hair back,, she had you pinned against your study table, with your back against her,,, frantically shaking your head and denying everything she was saying,,, that it wasn't your fault but she gets even more heated,,
"oh sorry, was i distracting you, then?? don't forget you fucking wanted that, (y/n)."
then she's bending you over :(( your bare ass and cunt in full display for her,,, momo guiding you through correcting the questions who got wrong,, slapping your ass or your pussy whenever you answer too slowly or you still don't get it right,,, your parents happened to be out of the house... so momo didn't have to worry about covering up your mouth to silence your whines, your pleads for her to stop...
big sis momo comes back when she hears your sobs,, feels guilty bcs she actually hurt you,, ends up backhugging you and kissing your tears away, "sorry... i'm sorry, baby... i went too far, i know..." and she's caressing the spots where she hit you, frowning and scolding herself in her head for losing it over such a trivial thing :((( then she's taking you to your bed, laying down and placing you on top of her, kissing your lips gently,, "you have to do better next time, okay? your mom won't like it if you fail any of your classes, you know? i'm only helping you..." she was saying, hugging you tightly while you rest your head on her chest,,
her making you promise to ace the next test, and in return promising you that she'll give you double the reward that you deserve 😵‍💫 that was all the motivation you needed really! just the idea of your big sis fucking you for being her smart and obedient little sister 🤤🤤
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twice-inamillion · 6 months
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Momo in the Studio
Smut (dirty talk, sex, penetration, creampie, sex crazy momo)
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Chapter 216
1,570 Words
(OC and Momo spend some time in the studio. They work together on some lyrics but gets messy in the end. 😏)
After arriving in Korea, you have spent most of your time in the studio. The members use their time at the company for dance practice or to work on lyrics for songs they want to submit for the next album.
Momo is one of those who is excited to show you some lyrics she wrote for a potential song.
“Amazing work, Momo. How did you come up with this?”
“Really? It’s good?”
“Yeah, it gives a different vibe.”
“Thanks! Hmm… I went around and asked unnie for help.”
“Nayeon and Jeongyeon?”
“I can’t say, but they gave me some pointers.”
“Thank them because I can see this as a potential song.”
The two of you spent a couple of hours in the studio trying out some potential beats. Momo became interested in the process and stuck to you like glue. “So if you change this, it gives a different vibe to the song? It’s supposed to be a love and hate type of song, but it’s also kind of hot,” as Momo presses her breast to your arm.
“I think we can emphasize more on these words” as you mention the words “Love, I love you, love you, hate, foolish.”
“Yes, like you love someone and hate them too, seems like a hot way to have sex.”
“You must be sex crazy.”
Momo looks at you with lustful eyes, “It’s because I’ve only used my fingers and toys. You haven’t been filling me up as of lately.”
“You know how busy we’ve been. The wedding and the tour.”
She pushes your chair and gets on top of you, “Still, you could have given me a good fucking. Don’t think Jihyo would mind.” You know that she’s teasing you, and it’s working.
She notices you staring at her chest, “Wanna see my tits, Oppa?” Momo doesn’t wait for an answer and takes off her shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts held by a thin bra. She slowly undoes her bra and tosses it onto the nearby chair.
With her large nipple in front of you, it doesn’t take much for you to shove your face to her breast. You attach yourself to her nipple and suckle. Momo moans loudly and says, “Oppa, there’s no milk; I’m not Jihyo.”
You don’t respond and keep on focusing on her breast and move to the other. You place her nub between your teeth and give a slight bite. Momo cries from her nipple getting bitten and digs her nails into your arm.
After detaching yourself, Momo unbuttons your shirt and tosses it to the floor. She gets off of the chair, starts to undo the remainder of her clothes, and moves to remove your pants.
When she removes your boxers, your cock springs out hard. Momo looks at you with hunger in her eyes and says, “fuck, I missed your cock so much.” She gives it a few pumps and gets back on your lap.
You see Momo grab your cock and aligns it to her entrance. You ask, “No foreplay?” Momo looks at your crazed eyes, “No, I just want your cock in me, now,” and lowers herself to take in your head. She moans to the tip of your cock inside her, “Ooh, that feels so good, and it’s just the tip.” She lets the remaining of her weight go, and her cunt swallows your whole length.
“Fuck! You’re stretching me wide open!” Momo arches her back from the sudden pain of your massive cock invading her hungry womb.
She doesn’t hesitate to bounce on your cock aggressively. Momo grunts and moans loudly to your thick cock, spreading her walls wide open. “I hate you; you make me such a bad girl. You make me feel like I’m high.”
You notice her spouting out some of the lyrics of her songs as she rides you like a bull and you decide to tease her a bit. “Why do you hate me?”
Momo, with her hands fondling her massive breasts, yells, “I hate how Jihyo has you wrapped around her little fingers. She shouldn’t have you all for herself; she needs to share with the rest of us!”
She continues to ride your cock as you enjoy the show. Her perfect breast bounces right in front of you, “fuck, Momo. I love your breasts; I just want to milk them dry.”
“Only way you’ll get that is if you breed me,” giving you a smirk.
“You would want that, huh.”
“Yes! I enjoy the feeling of hot cum inside my womb.”
“I want to see you become a complete mess,” place your hands on her butt and stand up. With her arms wrapped around your neck, she holds on for dear life. You begin to fuck her in a stand-and-carry position as you walk to lock the door of the studio. You walk back and press the “recording in session” button to ensure that no one bothers the both of you.
“Make sure you fill me up real good, okay.”
You stand in the middle of the studio and fucking her mercilessly. Momo lets her full voice out as she grunts and moans loudly. “Just like that! Fuck me with your big, fat cock. Mess up that slutty pussy of mine.”
You give her a heavy slap on her ass and increase the pace of your thrusting. She digs her nails deep into your back, “Ahh… you’re going to make me addicted to your cock. Don’t stop, please.”
“Tell me where you like my cock.”
“Ahh… in my cunt.”
“Where?”
“I said in my cunt!
“I can’t hear you.”
“I said, I like it when you fuck me in my tight little cunt with that big fat cock of yours!”
“See it’s not so hard.”
You decide to change up the pace and let her do all the work. Momo uses her strength to bounce on your cock as she avoids falling. “Oppa, don’t let me do all the work; I’m about to fall.”
“You’re doing a good job, Momo. Just keep going, okay?” as you kiss her on the lips. She’s surprised from the sudden kiss and giggles, “Okay, but make sure you give me a reward after for doing all the work.”
Momo continues to bounce on you for what feels like an hour. As time goes by, her rhythm goes slowly, and her breathing becomes heavier. “Oppa, I can’t hold on anymore. My arms are about to give up.” She presses her head onto your chest and is entirely out of energy. You lift her up, pull out and reinsert your cock and do some slow but hard thrusts.
“In or out?”
She lifts her head and shyly whispers, “In.”
You walk towards the couch across the studio and slowly place on the sofa into a mating press. Standing in front of Momo, you get on your knees and tease her with your cock by tracing your head against her lips. With your cock in hand, you slap it on her cunt before inserting it back inside. You hold her legs up to her head and thrust yourself deep inside.
“Oh fuck!! Fuck… fuck… you’re too rough. You’re going to mess me up.”
“You told me to mess you up, so here it is. Take it like a good girl.”
Momo bites her lip as she feels the tip of your cock reaching the deepest part of her womb. She doesn’t resist and whines, “Cum inside me already; I want to feel it in my…”. You don’t let her finish her sentence as you pull out and slam yourself once more. Her eyes widen as she pulls her womb gets pumped with a large amount of thick hot cum.
“Hmm….fuck! Keep pouring that hot baby batter inside my slutty cunt!”
You watch as her belly grows bigger by the amount of cum you’re pouring inside of her. “You’re taking it like a good girl, Momo,” as you watch her satisfied face. You give her one last thrust before pulling out.
“Woah, you look so hot,” as you watch Momo’s creampie. “I really did a number on you,” as she lays on the couch with her legs spread wide open. You see a thick trail of cum oozing out and dripping onto the sofa and on the floor, creating a small puddle.
You walk to Momo and ask, “Hold a peace sign. I want to take a picture.” Momo holds a peace sign with both hands, sticks her tongue out, and rolls her eyes back.
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“Haha, you really know how to turn on a guy, huh.”
Momo laughs at your comment, “I wouldn’t know. You’re the only guy I’ve been with.” You can’t help but smile and thank Jihyo for allowing you to play with her “sisters.”
You stare at Momo’s delicious body and see a slight bulge in her tummy. You give her belly a hard press and see a large amount of cum gush out of Momo’s used cunt.
With her two fingers, she traces her folds and collects as much cum as it can hold. She puts it in her mouth and says, “Tastes so good, it’s sweet,” as she licks her fingers clean.
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