YESSS!!! I Luv Thiss

YESSS!!! i luv thiss

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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I will be periodically updating the list. PLEASE, PLEASE recommend your favourite BLACK AUTHORS, more importantly smaller creators (less than 1000 followers for instance) and authors that write for thick to chubby black readers and DARK SKIN black girls <3

Authors that write for Black Reader:

❥ @blkwriters — anime ❥ @tvgals — anime ❥ @hanwiore — anime ❥ @sanjisblackasswife — anime ❥ @tteokdoroki — anime ❥ @st4rbwrry — anime ❥ @iiamjam — anime ❥ @salaciousdoll — anime ❥ @blkkizzat — anime ❥ @tsukiboo — anime ❥ @xblackreader — anime ❥ @dejwritesarchived / @dejwrldarchived — archived, various ❥ @hyeque — archived, anime ❥ @angelbwrry — anime ❥ @sammysficfactory — anime, dc, resident evil, kpop, marvel (fluff) ❥ @xunolic/ @yutaholic — kpop ❥ @rr311 — anime. ❥ @azaarchiive — anime ❥ @forever1kay — anime, marvel, dc, 911 ❥ @38riku — anime ❥ @sat0-get0/ @sat0sugu-angst — anime ❥ @ginger4sugar — anime ❥ @slut4sugu — anime, marvel, dairy of a wimpy kid ❥ @pwncez — anime ❥ @lollipopliccer — anime ❥ @roseloon — anime ❥ @aizawasbrazybaby — anime ❥ @kairoot kpop — anime ❥ @sincerelyzee — anime ❥ @pixieknj — kpop ❥ @nunufx (recs) — kpop ❥ @backwzzds — anime ❥ @pinkmirth — anime, castlevania n ❥ @luminiamore — anime ❥ @melanated-writersblock — anime, kpop ❥ @chrollohearttags — anime ❥ @blackreaderatrisk — anime ❥ @strawberryfairi — anime

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Posts on More BlPOC Writers.

❥ List By @blackterrae ❥ black fan-creators big list by @triangularz

#vi marry me pls #TAKE ME WITH U VI

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: vi's a bit emotionally immature but well-intentioned, slight mention of a past abusive relationship, implied smut at the end, a bit of fluff sprinkled in, very light fingering lmao, i like visualizing the fits of my characters so this was what the reader's wearing but like better, black! reader as always

𝔞/𝔫: finally smth that isn't only a paragraph long 😭, this was going to be smth kinktober related originally but i changed my mind halfway through, i probably WILL be participating in kinktober tho so stay tuned <3

(also reblogs are always welcome. like, always. forever)

“….vi? baby? please tell me what’s wrong. i don’t get why you’re so angry with me.”

for the first time in your two years of being together, she actually ignored you. you slumped in your seat, acrylics beginning to curl into the stretchy fabric of your skirt. unsure of what to do, you gently reached for her right hand, trying to interlock your pinkies (a tradition you guys had ever since your first date). the tip of your nail was barely able to graze the cool metal of her ring before she snatched her arm away, placing both hands back on the steering wheel. she looked agitated, but also lost in thought. sighing in defeat, you turned your head to look out the window, the stars and inky night sky serving as comfort as you toyed with one of your necklaces (vi’s favorite, she usually adored the way it dipped down to the valley in between your breasts, the stark silver standing out beautifully against your dark skin). “well i don’t know how you expect for us to work this shit out if you can’t even explain what the damn problem is, violet.” you were well aware that there was nothing she hated more than being called by her government name, but you had a point to make. and yet, still no response.

the night had started out peacefully enough. the two of you had been invited to a party that night that “what’s-her-name” was hosting (some girl from your psych class, but the don julio always fucked with your memory). you scanned your brain, trying to figure out what the problem was. it wasn’t your outfit (she already fucked you in it earlier, whispering endlessly about how beautiful you were as she shoved her ringed fingers into your cunt, dripping so much it almost stained your new fur boots). it’s not like y’all had any arguments before you left. she had a little bit to smoke, a little to drink, hell it looked like she was having the time of her fucking life as she gripped your hips and caught every ounce of ass you threw at her every time you felt like dancing. so yeah, you were hella lost. you took out your (sadly dying) cart, ghosting the last bit of what was left as you started scrolling on your phone. if she wants to be petty for no reason, then fine. that also happened to be your area of expertise.

it was the most awkward 15 minutes of your life.

“i just don’t know why you had to talk to her”. oh, so now she has something to say.

“i’m not sure if you noticed this, but we were at a lesbian bar, violet. there were a shit ton of “shes” and “hers” present.”

“and out of all of them you still choose to talk to your bum ass ex.”

oh. oh.

like you said earlier, the second even the slightest bit of liquor hits your system ….and suddenly you're not the most reliable of narrators. it’s one of your quirks.

“we literally had a 3 sentence conversation, babe. she said hi, i said hi, she asked how class was going, i said fine, and that was the end of it.” the brief encounter was so irrelevant to you that you didn’t even bother to answer her questions with enthusiasm. for context, the ex in question’s name was niyla, aka the biggest mistake you’ve ever made in your entire twenty-one years of life. you weren’t together very long, just 6 months your freshman year of college, but her toxicity and borderline emotional abuse took its toll on your mental state at the time. every attempt you made at trying to change her behavior failed, every apology that ever came from her mouth was half-assed and empty, and you ran for the hills the moment you could.

but granted, that was a really long time ago, and you were proud to say that you were 100% over her. besides, the queer community at your school was notoriously small, the sapphic side even more so. you accepted the fact that running into her would be inevitable a long time ago. you’ve seen her out and about since the breakup, but this was the first time you’ve actually spoken to her.

vi slightly softened, releasing her vice grip on the wheel and exhaling deeply. “i know, y/n. it’s just…”. she suddenly held your hand again, lightly stroking the pretty henna that decorated it as she tried to find the words. “i can’t stand the fact that she still thinks she has the right to talk to you.” it wasn’t everyday that vi was so…vulnerable. even though she had the utmost amount of trust and respect for you, really sitting down and discussing her thoughts and emotions wasn’t something that came easy to her. you kissed her hand and nuzzled it against your cheek, urging her to continue. “she treated you like absolute garbage…i just don’t want you to get swept up in all that bullshit again, you know?” you listened intensely, absorbing every single word as your heart began to swell with love.

she chuckled humorlessly, seemingly dismissing her thoughts. “but i guess i should’ve just started off with that rather than giving you the silent treatment. my therapist always talks about how i need to work on my ‘communication skills’. or ….something like that.” her eyes, deeply apologetic, glanced down at yours. “forgive me, cupcake?”

“mmm, maybe. on one condition”. truth is, you already forgave her the moment she explained herself, but god, seeing her all sincere and introspective did something to you. a mischievous smirk graced your features as you took the hand that was still caressing your cheek and began trailing it down your body. vi’s eyes widened as she felt the dampness of your thin lace panties, slick slowly starting to gush out as your face got hotter and hotter. “you have to make it up to me.”

𝔐𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔖𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔰

MDNI, pretty pls with a cherry on top

✫A/N: I’m rlly just pushing these fics out my pussy with no hesitation. talking abt pussy if u have one ur gonna love this one. this on is kinda shorter than my other ones but as always, enjoy this one loves!

⋆.ೃ࿔*･Synopsis: You were ovulating and you wanted dick, bad. But it’s almost 2 in the morning and your boyfriend is asleep, so what are you gonna do! You didn’t want to wake him up just for dick, or did you

⋆.ೃ࿔*･wc: 1,673

⋆.ೃ࿔*･Warnings: degradation, masturbation, praise, backshots, slight somno, riding, free use, oral masc!receiving, squirting, gentle, soft mdom, finishing inside (practice safe sex)

(the reader is black)

During ovulation, most women turn into sex-addicted monsters or cock sluts. You’re leaning more towards cock slut. It was 1:30 am on a Tuesday night and your vibrator has become your best friend. You were currently assaulting your clit with your vibrator, going on orgasm number 3. The vibrator wasn’t enough though, you needed him. You let out a quiet moan before reaching your now third orgasm. You feel so pitiful, in the bathroom with the door locked, and sitting on the sink watching your pink bullet vibrator go crazy on your clit. You let out a sigh before cleaning up the mirror where juices flew. 

“Fuck, this sucks..”

You mumbled, fixing your bonnet and then sitting on the sink. You get your phone and start texting your friends. 

1:45 AM

(♡): “I’m so horny rn and nothing is working”

Sashaluv: “I know you are not telling us about your pussy problems at 1 am :/”

Mikamika: “Have you thought abt going to bed and not telling us abt it??”

You chuckle at Mikasa’s response before sighing and leaving the bathroom. You walk to your room and throw your phone somewhere in the room, not paying attention to where it went or what was open. 

You notice your semi-muscular and very shirtless boyfriend sleeping on your bed. Your clit is basically screaming for him, there’s no way you're turned on just by looking at this gorgeous man. His hair was down, messily framing his face, his toned chest moving every time he took a breath, and the hem of his pajama pants hanging low. You wish you could just pounce on him right now and grind your hungry pussy on his dick. Your hand travels down to the hem of your Pajama shorts. You fiddle with the edge of your underwear before finally reaching down and drawing small circles on your clit. 

“F-fuck…”

You use your other hand to cover your mouth as you trace the outline of your lips before finally putting 2 fingers in. You let out a shaky moan, and the grip on your mouth tightens as your speed increases. Eren’s facial features are even more beautiful now than ever, the moonlight is hitting his body just right. You can see every muscle, hair, and tattoo. Is this how he feels whenever fucking you? If so you now know why you guys fuck like rabid animals. Your vision gets cloudy as you soak your hands in your sweet juices. 

“I can’t take it anymore…I need him”

You huff before walking to the bed and climbing on top of him. He groans a bit at the sudden shift in weight before falling back into a daze. You start grinding on his cock slowly, your head dips back in pleasure. 

“Mama…”

Eren utters a breathy moan before rubbing his eyes. You’re lustful brown eyes meet his tired green ones, the way he looks at you drives you even more insane. 

“I hope I’m not dreaming, and my pretty girl is grinding her wet pussy on me…fuck”

He groans before putting his hands on your hips and making you grind harder. You bit your lip tightly, trying to keep a moan in your mouth. You feel his cock twitch inside his pants, you grind harder in response.

“You couldn’t sleep so you took matters into your own hands? Fuck…keep going.”

The bed creaks slightly every time you thrust your hips. Moans flooding out of your mouth like a pornstar. The way you and Eren fuck all the time you’re surprised your neighbors don’t think you are one.

“I can’t let you sleep like this mama, you wanna get fucked until you cum baby?”

You nod again, almost making it to orgasm number 5 of the night before he stops you. His long big hands bring your hips to a halt. You whimpered and looked down at his now lustful emerald eyes. 

“It’s never that straightforward baby and you know that. I’ll let you use me to your heart's content, but you’re not done until I say so.”

You nod in agreement and start untying his pajama pants before he grabs your wrist to stop you. 

 “You have to clean up after yourself afterward, I don’t want my pretty slut riding a messy cock.” 

His fuckboy smirk enveloped his handsome features. God…you hated that smirk, it only means he has something up his sleeves. But it gets your pussy wet every time, you're soaking through your shorts during this hot and heavy interaction.

“Fine, but just let me use you. Please.”

You gave him the best ‘give me dick.’ look you could muster, and it worked. He groaned softly before nodding. You quickly untie his pajama pants and pull them down. You take off your shorts and pushing your panties to the side. 

You grab the base of his cock and adjust yourself before sliding him into your cunt. You both let out deafening moans, you slowly grind on him still trying to adjust to his size.

"Good girl, show me how much you love my cock."

You slowly start bouncing on his cock. Eren admires the way your tits jump every time you bounce on his wood.

“Fuck…you’re so big…”

Eren grins before muttering curses under his breath. He grabs your love handles, forcing you to keep a slow and steady pace. You groaned at Eren’s stubbornness to let you do what you want. 

"I know mama, I know. Just do this f'me ok?"

You melted at his sweet words and his silky voice. Eren is the type of man to make you cum with the snap of his fingers. He’s fine, funny, a sweet talker, and has a big dick. What’s not to love? You got brought out of your own mind when Eren started tracing circles around your clit. 

“M-my clit…it’s sensitive! E-Eren, please.” 

He shakes his head, chuckling at your sudden change in character. 

“You were just begging for my cock, what happened? Did the cock slut finally have too much cock?” 

His pink lips gave you a fake pout to add to the condescending tone of his voice. Eren thrust his hips into you, leaving tiny kisses on your cervix every time. Your hands run down his chest and to his abs, feeling every muscle and vein on his torso. Eren feels you clench around him, causing a breathy moan to leave his mouth. 

“Ma, fuck…you can take it come on, cum on my cock.” 

You cry out as your juices cover his cock, Eren is hypnotized watching his cock slide in and out of you. He grunts before sliding you off of his cock. 

“You’re so pretty when you cum, now clean up your mess.” 

You’re completely cock drunk, the only thing you can think about is Eren's big cock in your cunt. You nod before crawling under the covers and grabbing his dick in your hands. You feel him jerk from your cold touch. You lick up the side of his shaft a couple of times before putting his full length in your throat.

“That throat feels good baby. Let me fuck your throat.” 

He grabs the top of your bonnet pushing you as far as you can go. Tears start forming in the corner of your eyes before you start bobbing your head. You can hear Eren mumbling your name under his breath, you take that as a sign that you’re doing a good job.

“Fuck ma I’m about to cum…”

You use your hand to stroke his cock while you suck it, sending him over the edge.

“I wanna cum inside of you, get back up here.”

You do one last stroke of his cock before he pulls you under him. With your face stuffed in the pillow and your ass in the air, it doesn’t take long before Eren rubs your entrance with the tip of his cock. 

“You’re so wet for me baby, show me who this cock belongs to.”

He whispers in your ear, trailing soft kisses up your back before shoving his dick inside of you with no warning. You yelp in surprise, his cock spreading you apart so good. He starts with a steady pace before it turns into violent backshots. Your moans are muffled in the pillow and you’re clawing at the sheets. 

“Eren! Fuck…slow down.”

You don’t even have to see him to know he’s grinning ear to ear. You hear him click his tongue in response 

“No mama, you can take it. I’ve trained this pussy well. Come on, say ‘I can take it’. Say it”

You sobbed into the pillow, not daring to move your hand back to try to stop him. The pleasure is too much, and truthfully you enjoyed it.

“I…I c-can…mmph…take it…”

You were able to get the statement out even between the torment Eren is putting your cervix through. 

“You can take what ma? Say for me and I’ll let your pretty pussy cum.”

He whispers in your ear, his hands running up and down your body. He’s leaving hickeys and bite marks all over your neck. 

“I…fuck…I can…I can take it! I love it! Fuck…I love your cock!”

You look like a pornstar right now and Eren is loving it. The drool hanging from your two-toned lips, your pink bonnet slipping off your head exposing your knotless braids, the way your plump ass slams against his pelvis, and your puffy pussy wrapped around his cock. 

“I’m about to…mmph…cum!”

You sob before coving his cock in more of your juices. He follows closely after, shooting white ropes inside of you and leaving a rim of your mixed fluids around the base of his cock. Eren collapses on top of you, leaving a trail of passionate kisses along your neck. 

“You did so well mama, you're such a good girl…”

He trails off, tracing small shapes into your skin.

“Thanks…for the help, I love you…”

“I love you too…”

3:29 AM

(♡): [Audio message]

Sashaluv: “I’m guessing she fixed her pussy problem…:/”

hiiii girl ~ huge fan of your work btw

this is a really weird and kind of random ask buttttt I rlly rlly RLLY want to start writing some x black reader! content on here bc it feels like we never have enough of it 😭 plus I love writing so it just seems like a fun hobby to start lmao

soo do you have any tips? like how to gain/keep a following, or how to be consistent with writing schedules? like there are so many amazing writers on here but I want to make a mark without overshadowing them ykwim?? I hope this makes sense lol

OFC I HAVE SOME TIPSS!! an easy way to gain a following is to cater to the readers. Write about things or characters people are fond of then once you get the hang of it just have fun. I don't have much of a writing schedule, but I never want to leave people hanging. So when I don't have time to write a full fic I'd drop something like headcanons or a small wip. It's better to post something than to not post at all. If you're writing smut or something semi-sexual, Twitter will be your best friend. It's easier to write smut if you can see or envision what's going on. UGH I LOWKEY SUCK WITH WRITING TIPS BUT JUST HAVE FUN WITH YOUR WORK!!!

─Cupid'z 2024 Kinktober!

˚⋆ ★Welcome to my Kinktober 2024 setlist! This will be a detailed schedule of the next 5 weeks of October. There will be a short dabble dropping every Tuesday during October. Here are my victims!

⋆ extra note ● regular fics will be up and running in November and requests will be open.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

─Week 1: Mutual Masturbation ft; Armin Arlert.

─Week 2: Scissoring ft; Hange Zoe.

─Week 3: Pegging ft; Suguru Geto.

─Week 4: Threesome + Split Roasting ft; Kento Nanami and Levi Ackerman.

─Week 5: Body Swap ft; Satoru Gojo.

See you hotties there!

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

𝒫𝐸𝐸𝒫𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒯𝒪𝑀—ryomen sukuna

part 2 of peeping tom❤︎︎ find part 1 here

excuse any errors, enjoy!

─── ⋆⋅˚ʚ♡ɞ˚⋅⋆ ───

mdni,18+

the soft chirps of birds fill your room, the morning sun peeking through the pink curtains. groggily, you open your eyes, blinking a few times before grabbing your phone from the nightstand. last night's moments play in your head, and you want to sink into the floor. was it a dream? no way sukuna knew you’d been spying on him. but his text told otherwise.god, how embarrassing. you run your hands down your face, whining, "you’re so stupid."

it's sunday, and you don’t have classes. you would’ve stayed in your room all day to avoid seeing him, but your stomach is angrily growling.you finally work up the courage to get out of bed and take a shower after thirty minutes. now, it's time for you to walk downstairs. your stomach hurts just thinking about it. you half expect sukuna to be waiting for you with an eviction note, but when you enter the kitchen, there he is—shirtless, with a "kiss the cook" apron on. any other time, you would’ve laughed, but you stayed quiet.

you sheepishly take a seat at the kitchen island. whatever he is cooking has your stomach churning in satisfaction. you don’t know what to say to him. his back is turned to you, those muscles flexing each time he flips the skillet.

stop staring! what is wrong with you!

"sukuna, i didn’t mean to watch you last night, i—" you start, but you’re cut off.

"it’s okay, doll. everyone has their guilty pleasures," he smirks, back still turned to you. you can feel your neck getting warm as embarrassment rocks through your body.

was he serious?

you choke on your own breath, eyes wide with shock. "what?! no, i—"

he turns around, a devilish grin on his face. "relax, i’m just messing with you. but seriously, i don’t mind an audience."

you bury your face in your hands, groaning. "you’re impossible."

"maybe,” he shrugs,”someone’s hungry this morning," he teases your growling stomach, setting a plate of pancakes,cheesy grits and bacon in front of you. “let's eat,shall we?"

you nod, feeling a mix of confusion and utter mortification. he sits across from you, watching as you take a bite. the pancakes are delicious, but you can barely taste them over the pounding of your heart.

"so, did you enjoy the show?" he asks casually, as if discussing the weather. you choke on your pancake, and he laughs, a deep, throaty sound that sends shivers down your spine.

"sukuna, i—" you start, but he cuts you off again.

"relax,i told you i don't mind an audience. in fact, i might just put on another performance for you," he says, leaning back in his chair, his eyes darkening with mischief.

you roll your eyes but can't deny the truth in his words. there's something about his confidence, his unabashed boldness, that draws you in. maybe, just maybe, this wasn't the worst thing that could have happened.

"you know if you want me to bend you over all you have to do is say please," he says, standing up and stretching, his muscles rippling. you look down at your half eaten pancake, feeling a strange sense of anticipation.

you don’t know what’s overcome you, but before your brain can even react you’re whispering out a shaky,”p-please,”

instantly,sukuna's soft lips are on yours, kissing you hungrily. you feel an electric jolt run through your body, and your mind races. is this really happening? you've been dreaming of this moment for months, and deep down, you know he has too. his calloused hands press into your hips tightly, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss.

the taste of syrup on his lips is evident, and it only draws you deeper into him. your heart is thundering against your chest, each beat echoing in your ears. your arms instinctively drape around his neck, pulling him even closer as you lose yourself in the moment. you can't help but moan needily into his mouth, the sound causing a smirk to pull on his lips. it's as if he's savoring every second, every reaction you give him.

you gasp as he grips your thick thighs and effortlessly lifts you onto the kitchen island. the cool surface contrasts with the heat of the moment, sending shivers down your spine. he spreads your legs, eyes darkening with desire as he takes in the sight of you in just an oversized shirt and panties. you can feel his arousal pressing against you,your own desire surging even higher.

“wasn’t planning on having a second breakfast but,”

your hands grip the counter as he loops his fingers into your underwear and pulls them down, groaning at the sight of your pussy.he can’t resist dipping a finger inside of you and sucking your juices from it, a moan falling from his lips.you taste so good,sweet even.

almost instantly, sukuna’s mouth is on your pussy, his tongue flicking wildly across your opening. you moan at the feeling, your hands gripping the edge of the kitchen island for support. his tongue moves with an urgency that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, each flick making you shudder.

“god, sukuna,” you gasp, your voice trembling with need. he glances up at you, his eyes filled with a dark, hungry desire that only makes you wetter. his hands grip your thighs, spreading you wider as he dives back in, his tongue exploring every inch of you. the sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and desperation that has you writhing above him.

this is so fucking wrong, but it feels so fucking good.tears prick your eyes as sukuna’s ravages you,arms shaking underneath you threatening to give out.his hands are placed firmly behind your quivering thighs, kneading the soft flesh while simultaneously holding you in place.

you couldn’t run even if you wanted to, this man is strong.

his tongue finds your clit, swirling around it with expert precision. your back arches off the island, a loud moan escaping your lips. he smirks against you, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you. his fingers join in, slipping inside you and curling just right, hitting that perfect spot that makes you see stars.

“sukuna, please,” you beg, not even sure what you’re asking for. more? faster? harder? all you know is that you need him, need this. his mouth and fingers work in perfect harmony, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. your breaths come in short, ragged gasps, your body trembling with anticipation.

he doesn’t let up, his tongue and fingers moving with relentless precision. the pleasure builds and builds, until it’s almost too much to bare. you can feel the orgasm approaching, a tidal wave of sensation that threatens to drown you. and then, with one final flick of his tongue and a thrust of his fingers, it crashes over you, leaving you gasping and moaning his name.

as you come down from the high, he looks up at you, his lips glistening with your arousal. “you taste even better than i imagined,” he murmurs, his voice filled with satisfaction.

“i need you sukuna.”

his eyes light up, he’s pulling off his apron and pulling his pants down.you gulp, he’s easily nine inches long and his girth had your pussy clenching. the cool granite surface of the island countertop felt good against your skin as you leaned back, your legs hooked around sukuna's waist. the kitchen island was the perfect height for him.

sukuna stood between your spread legs, his eyes dark with desire. he gripped your thighs, squeezing them hard as he leaned down, pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss on your neck. you could feel his hot breath on your skin as he whispered, “you want it, don't you? you want me to fuck you hard right here on the counter."

you nod, your breath coming in short gasps as you feel his thick, hard dick pressing against your core. "yes... please... fuck me, sukuna. i need it so bad." your words come out in a desperate whisper, and you tighten your legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

sukuna chuckles darkly, hands sliding up your thighs to grip your hips possessively. he grins, pulling your shirt over your head."greedy little slut, aren't you? can't get enough of the thought of my cock, can you?" without waiting for an answer, he lines up his throbbing length with your dripping pussy and thrust forward, filling you in one smooth, relentless motion.

the sensation of being so full makes your back arch off the countertop, your hands gripping the counter tighter as you let out a strangled moan. sukuna's hands tighten on your hips, holding you down as he begin to move, his thrusts deep and relentless.

"that's it, take it all. you love my big dick pounding into that tight little hole, don't you?"

you whimper in response, your body trembling with need. every thrust sends shocks of pleasure through your body, and you can feel your pussy pulsating around his shaft.the sounds of his his toned stomach against your thighs along with your squelching pussy fills the room, you’re wrapped in so much bliss all you can do is moan underneath him.sukuna’s stretching you to your limits, your poor cunt being destroyed with each pound.he’s so fucking deep,it feels like he’s in your stomach.

sukuna’s hand snakes up to your throat, fingers wrapping around your neck. he squeezes gently, cutting off your airway just enough to heighten your pleasure. your eyes widen, body trembling with the thrill of it.

"f’king me s-so good," you moan, voice barely above a whisper.sukuna grunts,hips moving in a steady rhythm as he chokes you up.

“play with your pussy babe,like how you did last night,” he husks,one hand hooked around your waist whilst the other held your leg.”o-okay,” you whimper,eyebrows knitting together in pleasure as you began rubbing your sensitive clit.

the sensation of his dick prodding into you and the stimulation of your clit had you sounding like a wild animal.you hadn’t been fucked like this in a while and it was obvious to sukuna as he pressed into you.you looked so fucking pretty to him,plump lips frowned, a thin coat of sweat glistening on your brown skin.

“f-fuck,” he whines breathlessly, your stomach churns.his whines are so fucking pretty.they’re a mixture of deep and high pitched, and it makes you want to cum right then and there.your hand leaves your clit and latches around his base,his jaw clenches.fuck, you’re so intoxicating. stroking his base while he fucks you.you’re so warm and wet,he’s fully consumed in pleasure as he thuds into you.

“you were waiting for this day huh?”

you nod.

"i know, so have i," he smiles, delighting in the sensation of your pussy around him,he can’t help but let his head drop against your neck. you can hear all of his moans and grunts,”fucking me so good." you sob.your delicate voice spurs him on, he was approaching his end and fast. this stunned him, even with his fling mai he could never cum fast, he'd have to fuck her for hours just to get a nut.

your words and touch filled him with bliss,his stomach knotting each passing second.he pulled away from your neck, gripping your thighs firmly to brace himself as he moved rhythmically against you. determined to make you finish,he held back his own release.

tears stream down your face, fingers urgently caressing your sensitive bundle of nerves, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. "a-ah kuna!” you cry out, trembling as his swollen tip presses against your g-spot.

“there it is,” sukuna chuckles,you whine beneath him with each press against it. your entire body shivering with pleasure as he mercilessly bucks his hips into you. your back arches as the pressure in your stomach releases,leaving you a whimpering mess.

“f-fuck, you’re creaming all over me.” he groans, the sight of your hungry pussy eating him greedily making his knees buckle.he can’t hold back anymore, a loud guttural whine leaves his lips as he pulls out, ropes of cum decorates your face.his hand quickly pumps his shaft, stroking every drop of cum out of his throbbing dick. you’re exhausted, you can’t even fight as sukuna turns you around. your cheek is pressed against the counter as sukuna slides back into you.

“we’re not done, love.”

sigh.i need this man.