With a haze subconscious, the addictive scent of your housemate, Toji, did trigger your evasive desires. From the alcohol monopolizing your essence, without realizing you did disobey the fellow's rule.
NEVER ENTER HIS ROOM.
"You pretty little slut...
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ON THE MATTRESS IN ALL FOURS,
with his veined, large hand resting on top of your scalp. Toji guides your head, sucking his fat-hard manhood in which soft grunts and sloppy sounds start to echo in the room. The smell of cigarettes fusing amidst the chilly breeze. You can feel his eyes drilling your half-exposed figure with desire. From the tip embedding it in your mouth deeper, you were almost choking on how generous size he was. The entire thing wasn't even inside, yet your jaw's already aching.
"Big, isn't it? That's why you love it, right?" his lip twisted into a sinister smirk.
Lifting your chin, you gazed daggers at the man. He laughs at how adorably pleasing you appear in his perspective, brushing your ear anew. You moaned on his cock. The wetness and sensitivity of your cunt both increase at the same time, on the contrary of your patience. It was decreasing. You wanted him to hurry up and thrust it in behind you. However, you want it in on your mouth too. For the fact that you couldn't contain it anymore, clandestinely, your fingers move over your vulva and commence to touch yourself.
"Hey,"
Toji was taken aback by the next thing you did. Forcing him into you, tears of soreness and diversion began streaming on your cheeks. His groans get louder and louder each time you hit it far down in your throat. You peep to catch a glimpse of his reaction and see his eyelids dropped, enjoying the pleasurable sensation that you were giving him. A small smile on your lips emerged. It turned you on more. You can feel him twitching. Thus you set the pace expeditious, enabling him to reach the peak of ecstasy.
"Good God, woman..." he breathes. "...surprising me like that."
Forthwith, you felt something hot inside your mouth. Taking Toji's member out, you inhaled a tremendous amount of air. A lustful look fixated your erotic aspect. Toji didn't even let you finish coughing and instantly claimed your lips. Nipping, sucking, licking it roughly, you clung unto his shoulders for support.
"T-Toji w-wait..." you susurrate. "...w-wait a minute..."
"No," he proceeds, seizing you each time you'd create a gap. He revolves his tongue inside your mouth. "come here."
You ascertained yourself on his lap. Toji tugs your shirt up, unveiling your bared breast.
"Bite it," he demanded.
Smearing his index on the hardened bud, you slumped, quivering all over. He lowers down his face at a similar level to your chest, squeezing it before injecting it in his mouth. Your voice broke, feeling the warm sogginess of his tongue in an orbicular motion.
The vacant hand didn't just stand there waiting and find its way to your entrance. His fingers were coarse and thick that it didn't take you long before you realized that your clit was now getting played. He lays you on the fuzzy covers of the bed.
"Look who's losing her shit. Easy kid, patience is a virtue." he teased. Hoisting one leg, he swirled your toes with spittle, biting it then.
"Well, fuck..." you turned on your right.
"Does that feel good? Want me to fill you up now?"
You nodded, pressing your lips into a thin line.
"Beg for it."
Hunger indeed overran your cognizance that spontaneously, strength out of nowhere circulates your blood. You switch your positions with Toji, making you the one on top. Bewilderment filled his orbs. It soon changed into an amusing one. Wrapping your palms around his prick, you shudder, teeth-gritting, as you sat on the tip. Convulsive puffs occur, you resume sinking it deep.
"I told you to beg," he draws nigh. "why did you put it in?"
"Aren't you proud of me? I'll squeeze you out," you ragged.
"Not quite," with both hands, Toji grips your hips, your slit swallowing him raw. The intense pain was unambiguous in your whines. For him, it was a harmonious melody that he's longing for a very long time. You can feel it grow and twitch as he watches how erogenous your expression could be. The sensation did drive you absurd. His size was enormous, stretching your walls. He was merciful enough to let you adjust on his grith. If you didn't have all the time tonight, he wouldn't be this inmate and would begin pouncing hard. So hard that he wouldn't even care even if it did tear you apart.
"I-Idiot... that was hella painful." you wept.
"Poor you, that's what you get for not begging." he mocked. "Anyway, your insides are so hot. So tight too that it doesn't want to let me go."
"It's pussies nature,"
"Fuck it, does. It loves me very much." Toji kidded. "Now open your mouth,"
He flips you back beneath him, still penetrating you with his tongue. Without delay, he thrust at your soaking sex. Gradually increasing its momentum, his lips trace down to your neck, planting numerous hickeys. Toji heaves your arms on the summit of your crown, enclosing your wrist together so that you won't fret any unnecessary movements. Your twat clenches on his erection tightly profound hits your sweet spot. Fushiguro licks his lip, perspiration drenching all over his ambrosial build. Allowing you to get more lascivious at your state presently, the strain was no longer there.
"Good... so fucking good..." you tipped your head back.
"What? The speed or the deepness?" he raked his bangs away.
"Both. Your dick's so good..."
"That's dangerous," he titters.
Residing his chops on your breast, you arch your back. You wanted to hold unto something, but he was securing you firmly. The stimulation was a plethora of rapture. It was melting you. Toji's stalwart plunges were going to break you and leave you in bed for ages. You aren't even sure if you would make it out alive from his room. Uncontrolled moans and slushy sonances were too loud that you aren't surprised to know if the neighborhood hears it.
"Don't struggle..." he behests.
"I-I can't! I want to cum!" you pleaded. "P-Please let me go. I want to move. I want to hold something. I'll go mad if I didn't—"
"I get it. I get it. No need to cry."
Toji reposes his visage onto yours, snickering at how slovenly everything about you is. He releases his grip, ensuing it with your arms behind his back. He taps his pollex at your drooling mouth. Separating it broadly, he spits within. He seems to distinguish the right and weak spots of your body. At by every ram, you can land on cloud nine.
"Close... I'm c-close..." your optics bleared.
"Shit... me too," he rustled, the edge of his lips curved. "You're taking pills, aren't you?"
"H-How—Ah!" you screeched, glowering at your housemate, who suddenly slammed his member, too deep-reaching your stomach. "How did you know?"
"What a lame question. You're really drunk."
"Are you still thinking I'm not?"
"It'll be a good one if you aren't. Well, not that it makes a difference. I'm still going to fuck you till morning."
"Hey, what?"
With one final thrust, you convulse against his phallus, reaching your orgasm. The steam warmth gushing fluid in your mouth a while ago filled the interiors of your hole as well, combining with your cum. You respire for air. Toji recumbent in between your cleavage, his paws were still flickering your stiffed nipples left and right. You tremble with the sensation.
"Alright," he gets up.
Exhausted from exhilaration, you remained mute.
"Oh, dear," he hauls your jaw close, waking you up. "Sleeping is forbidden. Come and open your legs again."
