Blue Dandelions

My Dream (My Desire) | tiredwrites

Summary:

Izuku's one wish in life isn't a good paying job, a trip to the moon, a perfect life, no...

It's to squirt.

Gods, the amount of porn he's jerked off to, teasing and slapping his pussy as the girls, guys, whatever, squirt on his screen, is nearly astronomical. He's almost jealous of people who squirt during orgasms. He wants to feel his entire body shake and shiver as the pleasure overwhelms his body, and he squirts. He wants to feel his vision fade, and his eyes roll as he wets everything in his pure, saturated arousal.

But he's never squirted, ever.

Until now.

Shoved into his apartment by a handsome stranger - flaxen blond hair, sharp features, and bold carmine eyes dragging up and down his figure - and manhandled, kissed, and suckled as Izuku blabbered rough directions to his bedroom with quivering hands and shaky breaths.

His body felt like a dying bonfire had been thrown two gas canisters and told to burn.

Izuku's one wish in life isn't a good paying job, a trip to the moon, a perfect life, no...

It's to squirt.

Gods, the amount of porn he's jerked off to, teasing and slapping his pussy as the girls, guys, whatever, squirt on his screen, is nearly astronomical. He's almost jealous of people who squirt during orgasms. He's tried to reach that gripping high that sinks into your body and shreds you to bits like a well-cooked pork butt. He wants to feel his entire body shake and shiver as the pleasure overwhelms his body, and he squirts. He wants to feel his vision fade, and his eyes roll as he wets everything in his pure, saturated arousal.

But he's never squirted, ever. Tutorials - yes... he's that desperate - articles, sex toys people have sworn to make them squirt fill his shameful dresser drawers. But yet, nothing has made him reach that peak. That high he chases and digs his greedy little claws into, yet it always slips away.

Until now.

Shoved into his apartment by a handsome stranger - flaxen blond hair, sharp features, and bold carmine eyes dragging up and down his figure - and manhandled, kissed, and suckled as Izuku blabbered rough directions to his bedroom with quivering hands and shaky breaths. His body felt like a dying bonfire had been thrown two gas canisters and told to burn.

His clothes were roughly shed as the handsome stranger loomed over his heaving, flushed body, fully clothed. Izuku could already feel the power dynamic drool in the arid air as Izuku whined, desperate and dripping slick; you would have thought his pussy sprung a leak.

"Needy lil bitch, huh?" The man rumbled, and Izuku could feel his cunt squeeze at the degradation. "S'alright, I like breaking needy lil sluts like you," He chuckled darkly as he roved heavy hands up and down his soft sides, petting proudly at his love handles. Izuku could see and feel the large bulge tenting the man's loose pants drag against his propped-up legs, the thick shaft radiating a heat that Izuku thought would catch him ablaze and make him smolder.

Izuku moaned happily the second the man's hand reached toward his cunt, roving over his pert clit that gave a greedy little twitch as it was taken between two thick, somewhat scarred fingers and pet gently. His neck was smeared with liquid heat pouring from the man's mouth. Hickeys burned into his flesh by dragging teeth and teasing lips. "Nnngh..." Izuku whined gently as the man found his pulse point, laving it with smearing kisses and tender suckles. His mind was starting to ooze, melting out of his ears and nose as the pleasure started to ramp via heavy but small touches and teasing kisses around his neck. He felt like a virgin all over again, but Izuku was perfectly fine laving it with smearing kisses and tender suckles. If it meant being fucked and made to cum multiple times tonight, he'd play up the virgin persona as much as he could through his slurred thoughts.