Furtive Ignominy (COMPLETED)

27.

CHAPTER 27

PART 2

WARNING! LEMON! WARNING!

TW: slut-shaming & hardcore.

I divide this lemon because I think it's too long but...

Enjoy~

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"I— err—" Satoru pulled slightly away so he could check the drawer for some kind of protection.

Y/n waited for Satoru as he unraveled each drawer from the console muttering, "Err— I'm sure I have it somewhere..."

While he was looking for it, Y/n couldn't take her eyes from Satoru's cock resting on her stomach. It was long and thick and it was veiny, there were also strands of thin hair on top of it which made it look even more monstrous yet cute at the same time.

But the problem was, she was hesitating if that thing would fit inside her.

"I—" Satoru bit his lower lip as disappointment and pain from his aching cock crossed his eyes. "I don't have any... I didn't get the chance to— I wasn't planning this so—" His eyes darted longingly at the sight of her wet pussy, soaking the sheet underneath them.

Y/n couldn't help but let out a genuine cackle from his cuteness. He was such a powerful, domineering master earlier but right now he was like a teenage boy in front of his crush.

"D-Don't laugh," he groaned as he was about to pull away, Y/n pulled him down. Wrapping her arms on his neck and her legs on his waist, squeezing his thick shaft in between her soft abdomen and his sculpted ones.

"Just don't come inside," she whispered. Y/n felt his cock twitched.

"YES. I mean of course..." Satoru breathlessly replied before tearing the shirt off of her and positioning his manhood by her entrance, ready to penetrate at any second with just a single thrust.

"Be gentle!" she demanded.

Satoru had a hard time putting his thick glans inside her resulting for him multiple times to slip making the downside of the shaft graze on Y/n's swollen and aroused clit. "Relax, I can't put it in if you're that tense."

"I'm relaxed!" she squeaked. "You're just big," she mumbled the last part which Satoru barely heard because he was too focused on breaching.

With a loud moan from both sides, Satoru managed to enter the half of his tip in her, Y/n felt like she would cum in any second because she had not done it in a while so her senses were through the roof. She tightly closed her eyes and turned her head to the side but Satoru cupped her cheeks and made her look at him.

"I want you so look at me while I fuck you," he murmured. He too was having a hard time controlling himself not to force himself all the way in especially now that his tip was being embraced by her soft, soppy walls.

Y/n could feel him entering her gradually by thrusting gently. He pulled out only to push in deeper than the last time, he was doing it so painfully slow for his liking so Y/n wouldn't get hurt but she knew he was suffering for it.

"Satoru..." she moaned his name and caressed his flushed cheek. She held him that was situated firmly on her waist holding her down so she wouldn't jolt. "Let me do it..."

Satoru didn't hesitate to the demand of his queen, he lied down and Y/n got on top of him, sitting on his crotch and sliding her slit on it, drenching it while taking the leisure rubbing her clit on his excited cock. He groaned as he waited for her to put it in. "Put it in."

But Y/n had something in her mind, she sat there, slowly unbuttoning her wet shirt revealing her plump chest, she saw Satoru gasping at the sight of her erected buds. She was jealous since his attention from her eyes was now on her exposed breasts.