Streets-Toji Fushiguro 🥵

2.9

"Y/N. I'm sorry." When I did not answer he continued, "I should have just told you that I married her for her name before rather than sneak behind your back. I just didn't want to lose you as I did for a couple of months. Can ya forgive me?"

I felt instantly ashamed for my feelings of violation. He was apart of the Zenin family, and they usually throw anyone without curse energy to the side. Being a person born with immense curse energy like my little brother and in the top clan, I could understand his reasoning for doing what he did.  Him, thoroughly eating me out the way he did combine with being trapped in here like we were, it was bound to happen that we would get to this point. Toji was quite bold and dangerously calculated when it came to a fight...losing our relationship must have made him act the way he just did. Sure, we fought and sure we did have make-up sex to reconcile but this was different.

Soon I felt the hot gusts of heat coming from the hearth breezing against my bare upper thighs, I noticed how his hands glide across my skin causing me to whine in pleasure.

It was clear that his own need became preeminent.

He rose quickly from his laying position and pushed my raised knees apart. I looked down between my breasts and my parted thighs at the massive stiff cock of Toji's. I understood its use and its intent much more clearly now, but I was not as afraid as I had been earlier. Now I wanted to feel it tearing at my depths, seeking to bury itself within my womb. I wanted it deep within me, bringing our situationship pleasure. He did not wait long to give it to me.

It was practically oozing at my entrance.

He grabbed me by my waist and lifted my lower body off the bed and brought me to the onrushing wedge of his cock. His first thrust was on target and my back arched as the well-lubricated, albeit tight, hallways of my folds allowed him to reach my womb. He pulled me closer to him and then leaned into his cock. It was as if it was my first time and he was pressing it through the thin barrier and stealing the last vestiges of my innocence.

It was us being completely comfortable with one another.

I couldn't help but writhe in pain. Toji's dick was big and wide and considering this not being habitual for the past months, it felt as if it was splitting me in two. Toji, on the other hand, only wanted more and lifted my legs over his shoulders, enabling his cock to reach its maximum depth. He withdrew slowly, enjoying the maddening grip of my twat as it sought to draw him deeper and to force him out. Once he had nearly cleared the first entrance, he plunged back in. His first strokes were long and deep and slowly pulled free. I was slowly beginning to have moments of clarity brought on by the familiar pain.

A new feeling began to flood my body. His upward-curving cock was putting pressure on something entirely new. Soon my ankles were locked behind Toji's neck and my fingers were clawing at his forearms. I managed to use my shoulders to press myself back onto the pulsing rod inside of my most treasured innocence. I was gyrating my hips wildly while releasing moans of pleasure much to his delight.

My moans must have been his answer for forgiveness.

He began to pound into me, his balls smacking me in the ass, and picking up the juices which had been spilling downward. Soon my bedroom echoed with the cries of pleasure, the slurps of my pussy, and the grunts of Toji's exertions.

It did not take long for me to experience another orgasm, this one from deep within. My cunt flooded with juices as if I had pissed and came spurting out with a downward thrust of Toji's rod. It covered us and the sheets. Our lewd acts perfumed the musky sexual scent of the apartment's interior. My pussy seized upon his rod as he tried to pull free, and drug him back in. Soon, Toji buried his schlong deep within the still clamping pussy and released his load in hot burning spurts, filling my womb.

It felt as if gallons of white liquid coated my walls, womb. His second shot, a multi-shot blast of cum, painting and filling my inside. I writhed and twitched beneath him, my eyes closed and rolled back within my head.

His cum has started running down the back of my legs before he has even finished! He keeps thrusting, even after he is spent, driving his potent load deep into my body!

Once his movement slowed, my ankles lock broke and my thighs fell loosely apart, sliding down to the sides of Toji's body. He collapsed forward on me, smearing the puddle of fluids that had formed at his knees.

We lay on the bed momentarily gasping for breath and trying to return to the dark interior of the apartment. As his cock melted away within me, Toji rolled off. He lay there one hand on his chest and the other in my crotch, lightly toying with my still erect nub. Toji accomplished his mission, he knew that I was now his.

And after that session, I only desired more of him, to make up for lost time, and to please him. My cunt was his and his alone, my breasts were his and his alone, and my pleasure was his. No one could take it from him. Not even his decision to marry. Regardless of any action he did, he made it clear that I was his main prize and I was only his.

I guess he should deserve a reward.

I pulled myself slowly to my knees and pivoted to Toji's feet. He looked down his body as I began to lick his thigh and work my way upward. I wasn't fond of the mess we made and I need to clean him of all my fluids. I could see why Toji loved eating me out, I was already loving the heady taste of my juice. I lapped each leg meticulously like an animal that had finally found water in a drought. No drop of my juices was too small. By the time I reached the dick that had made a mess of my insides, it was hard.