Hello, I Was Wondering Where Ohma Tokita Caught His Wife Touching Herself And Was Whimpering And Moaning

Hello, I was wondering where Ohma Tokita caught his wife touching herself and was whimpering and moaning his name want to slightly choke her and being rough with her and she really enjoys it.

Yes I can do that for you! I will use my OC Satomi again for this one. Sorry for it being so late! 😭

Demon x Demon love

Ohma Tokita X Reader (oc) Satomi Ishikawa

Synopsis: After three years apart from his wife Satomi who thinks that he is dead, Ohma finally returns home and gets roughly intimate with her.

🚨⚠️🛑🚧Warnings: rough sex|unprotected sex|Selfservice|cream pie|vulgar language|NSFW|🚨⚠️🛑🚧

🚨⚠️🛑🚧18 and up only!!! MDNI!!!🚨⚠️🛑🚧

Word count: 2,253

Ohma had finally settled down with his wife Satomi who was one of the first female fangs of Metsudo, a powerful fang at that.

After the first Kengan tournament ended and Ohma got a heart replacement surgery he couldn't wait to get back home with Satomi to their cottage and their mile long forest property where there was no neighbor or human being in sight.

Not that Ohma hated people but he liked the fact that there weren't any bothersome neighbors around them.

Once doctor Hanafusa gave him the okay, Ohma wasted no time in dressing up in his denim black jeans, his black camo shirt that showed off his detailed muscular physique and his detailed abdomen.

“Someone seems to be in a hurry to have some nice romping with their wife! Are you planning to play hide the cannoli-”

“Shut up. My sex life with my wife doesn't concern you, you crazy quack.” Replied Ohma, annoyed at Hanafusa’s teasing as Ohma put on his jacket and his wedding ring.

“Maybe so but I didn't come in here to tease you. I wanted to ask if Satomi knows that you're alive and does she know that you're coming home?” Asked Hajime Hanafusa with that sus smile of his.

“No she doesn't. But it doesn't matter. She’ll ask questions and I'll answer them. End of story.” Replied Ohma dryly as he walked past him eagerly heading towards the door.

But he is soon stopped by Erioh Kure. Ohma clicks his tongue in annoyance and sighs heavily. “What is it? If you're going to ask me to-”

“No….it's none of that….. I’m here because I want to help you and your wife Satomi reconcile. You know……she's going to be quite angry as well…..don't you think she'll be upset-”

“Regardless how she feels…..it's mine and her business not yours or anyone else's. Is that clear?” Spoke Ohma harshly looking down at Erioh with a cold blooded glare.

Eruoh only nods his head and says nothing. Ohma soon walked out of teb Kure estate and he continued to walk down the mountain to the main road.

However Retsudo and Misasa pulled up in a fancy car and gave him a ride back home to Satomi.

He fell asleep the whole car ride seeing as it took a few hours to arrive back to his home. As soon as the car came to a stop he woke up. He gave Retsudo a few stacks one was a thank you and the other ten stacks were to keep Retsudo’s father Metsudo, from interrupting his alone time with his wife.

“Keep your father from calling Satomi in to work and from interrupting my alone time with her.” Replied Ohma firmly as he added another stack.

“Done!” Spoke Retsudo with a satisfied grin. Ohma got off the car and followed the trail to the inside of their cottage. He took the key out from under the mat and he opened the door.

“Omi?” He called Satomi by his nickname for her.

He closes the door behind him and locks it. He sees one of the cats that he and Satomi rescued come up to him, meowing at him with happiness.

He smiles a bit as he pets Oreo and Chip for a little bit. “Mmm……ah….. oh.” Ohma hears some soft whimpers coming from their master bedroom.

“ Ah…..ah……mmmm…..oh yes……ah….Ohma.” Satomi whimpered softly as she kneaded her right voluptuous breast and she slowly thrusted to fingers inside of her wet heat.

Ohma looked a bit taken aback but he could feel his shaft growing hard. His lips parted a bit as he looked at his wife pleasuring herself.

Satomi arches her back and she leans back on the bed writhing in pleasure. She fucked her hips a few times as she kept fingering herself. Her juices began to spill out of her wetness.

“Oh god! AAhh! OHMA!” Satomi moaned louder as she fingered herself deeper. Ohma’s breathe hitches in his throat as he swallowed hard as his heart beat grew faster and faster.

His eyes glowed red from his demon transformation wanting to take over him to feast on his wife. “I'll be damned if I let you take over.” Thought Ohma to himself as he let out a low growl. He bit his bottom lip hard making it bleed a bit from trying to keep himself quiet not wanting to jump in yet.

He unzipped his pants and he began to jerk off hearing his wife’s consistent moaning and calling to his name.

He began to breathe heavily as precum began to spill out of the tip of his huge, thick, and long shaft. Satomi bucked her hips faster as she fingered herself deeper and moaning louder and louder.

“FUCK!” He growled loudly ripping off his clothes and slamming the door wide open revealing his bulging cock twitching at how aroused he really was.

“O-OHMA ……YOU'RE ALIVE……….WHA-Mmm!” Satomi was silenced with such a rough and passionate kiss.

“Omi….I know you want answers right now….but I really need you right now….I want you right now so badly.” Ohma let out a deep guttural growl as he devoured her mouth wolfishly.

“Mmm!” Whimpered Satomi softly into his mouth as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. her lipstick smudges on his lips.

He pulls back as a rope of saliva connects to each other's tongues breathing heavily.

Satomi looked up at him with such a longing look as she flushed red. Ohma looks down at her as he licks her lipstick smudge clean off his lips while smiling lewdly at her.

“You're enjoying this aren't you…..” He chuckles softly as he cups her chin and licks her lips.

Satomi gasps a little and then she Whimpers softly as Ohma bites her bottom lip.

“Ah….” Satomi moans quietly.

“The mark on your bottom lip is red…..it's going to get swollen soon.” Spoke Ohma with a sly smirk as he began to kiss her jawline tenderly.

Satomi leans into his kisses while stroking his chest. Ohma's big hands gripped her small waist tightly. He trailed his kisses down to her neck. His kisses on her neck were passionate and wet making her moan loudly in pleasure as she felt his teeth graze her skin.

“Ah…….Ohma…..no……no hickeys….Ah!” She gasps softly as Ohma bites her neck.

“Why not?” he mumbles softly into her skin as he continues to bite her and suck on her skin enjoying her taste.

“Ah …….ah……Ohma….I don't like…..when….. people……see the marks you leave on my neck……Ah! Not so hard. Ah!” Replied Satomi in a quiet whisper. Ohma's hands roamed her body as he trailed his kisses down to her collarbone.

“Come on Omi……you like it rough….just as much as I do….. Remember…….our first fuck at the Kengan tournament…..in you're hotel room…….we broke the bed…..and you couldn't stop riding me.” He chuckles softly at her while playfully pankong her voluptuous ass.

Satomi giggles softly as she kisses him again. Ohma smirks against her lips. He slides his hand down her stomach and then to the crest of her pelvis. She wraps her right leg around his waist.

“I was going to use my finger but….I think I'll go right on in.” Ohma growled possessively as he gripped her ass tightly and he rammed into her making her arch her back and moan loudly in pain and pleasure.

Ohma begins to thrust into her roughly, tightening his grip on her ass. Her right leg wrapped around his waist tightens even more. “AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! FUCK! OHMA!” She mewls louder and louder. Ohma growls with dominance as he wraps her other leg around his waist.

“I'm gonna show you just how much I missed you so much Omi, my dear wife.” He grunts as he thrusts into her aggressively.

Satomi screams in pleasure, moving her hips equally with his. “Ha! Ah! Haa! Ah! Oh! Ah! I missed you so fucking much! Ah!” She yells at the top of her lungs with so much pleasure.

Ohma then throws her on the bed and he crawls on top of her looking down at her with those dominant eyes of his. Once again he devours her mouth like if it was his last time he was going to see her ever again.

Suddenly his eyes glow red and he lets out a growl. “O-Ohma?” She says a little nervous. Ohma realizes what's going on and he shakes his head frantically looking down at her a bit terrified.

Once again his demon transformation took over him. He steps away but she hugs him tightly.

“I'm sorry…..it's just……ever since……the tournaments…..die some reason….my transformation….wants you…..I don't-”she silences him with a passionate kiss.

“Let him out.” She replies in a soft whisper.

He looks at her puzzled. “What? No…are you crazy-” Satomi cuts him off by kissing him again.

She pulls back slightly. “Ohma…. you're not the only one who can transform…..my demon transformation has been craving you as well.” She replied in a soft whisper. Her eyes began to glow a light shade of neon blue her hair got a little more disheveled and she grinned at him slyly.

Ohma sighs softly in relief closing his eyes nodding his head. When he opens his eyes, they turn into a deep shade of crimson red, and his smile grows into a wide yet excited grin. Just like the grin he gets when ever he sees or is about to fight someone worthy.

His veins pop out and his skin turns a light shade of red. Satomi's transformation demon smiles just as wife as his demon transformation.

She opens her legs wide open. He growls and grips her hips tightly. He enters inside of her without warning and he thrusts into in such a barbaric way.

“AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! OH! FUCK!” Satomi's demon growls in pleasure as she as she hung on to him tightly.

Ohma's demon laughs and he bites down on Satomi's neck making Satomi's demon whimper softly. Ohma's demon then licks the bite mark on her neck to soothe it down a bit.

But Ohma's demon continue to ram into Satomi mercilessly gently gripping her neck at first and then a little tighter.

Satomi's demon eyes rolled back as she breathed heavily enjoying every second of Ohma's demon being so barbaric.

The next moment he pulls out of her and then he turns her around and enters her entrance from behind making her gasp loudly as he continued to thrust into her barbarically from behind.

With both of his hands gripped her neck tightly as he thrusted into her at rapid speed that every single thrust hit her cervix.

“AAHHH! OH GOD! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! OHMAAAAA!” Screamed Satomi’s demon in pleasure as she squirts her nectar on his shaft and out of her while he was still buried inside of her.

Ohma demon growls louder as he releases bucket loads of his cum deep inside of her. Filling her up to the brim. Ohma’s demon transformation soon fades away me so does Satomi's. She whimpers softly as Ohma continues to pump his cum deep, deep inside wood her womb, filling her up to the brim.

“Ah……..oh…….ohma……ah..” She whispers softly as Ohma collapses on top of her from behind, nuzzling his head into her neck. While continuing to slowly rock his hips into her still pumping his seed into her.

Satomi’s Whimpers were soft and quiet as she felt him continuing to pump his load into her. Her legs trembled and shake from their intense passionate love making, his cum spills out of her as he's still buried inside of her a puddle of cum already surrounded them as they stood on it.

Ohma’s cum drips down her thighs all the day down her calves. After a few more minutes Ohma finally stopped rocking his hips and he hugged her tightly from behind in his collapsed position on top of her, he still stayed buried inside of her.

The two breathe heavily trying to catch their breathes. Satomi turns her head to the left side where Ohma cooked her chin and he kisses her passionately and deeply.

“Mmm…..” she moans softly into his mouth.

“Ohma…..I love you…” She speaks softly smiling up at him as the two were covered in so much sticky sweat.

“I do too.” He whispers back as he kisses her temple and her cheek.

He slowly pulls out of her making her whimper softly again and his shaft is covered in so much cum and his cum leaks out of her like a waterfall.

He lays down in bed and he brings her closer to him hugging her tightly. “Rest…..knowing my demon….. you're going to be sore tomorrow. You’re not going to be walking for quite a while. “ He chuckles softly.

Satomi smiles as she looks up at him. “Thanks for the tip….and thanks for giving me such a good cream pie…” whe days kn a seductive tone as she kisses hia lils ans then she rests her head on his chest and she goes to sleep.

Ohma laughs softly as he kisses the top of her head and inhales her sweet scent from her hair. He was finally home with his beautiful wife and now he could live peacefully with her.

The End……

Goro Kamo

Baki Hanma vs. Kengan Ashura (Parte 2)

— 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐖, 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐍

—characters: gojo, toji, geto, sukuna, nanami, choso

—cw: lactation ofc, fem!reader, nicknames, aphrodisiac (the milk), intoxication, masturbation, semi-public, dry humping.

—a/n: i have officially surprised myself with how insane i can really be. ya gurl so thirsty she created her own universe where men gib milkies 🧍🏽‍♀️

introduction to the universe:

Evolution took place a little differently in this universe. A mutation caused hormonal presence that triggers monthly lactation in men for 3 to 5 days, and it usually starts in their early 20s. It is studied that it does not serve any purpose of feeding like female lactation, but might be an indicator to arousal, and even a mating call due to accurate findings of natural aphrodisiacs in the milk produced by the thin gland located in a breast. It also pains a lot and causes swelling of nipples. While scientific advancements have yet to develop a pill that might solve this problem, the most effective natural method to be proven is letting another person suck it.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

It had been quite a long day at work. You knew you were the last to arrive home when you found his boots messed on the floor.

“Toru?” You called out his name, failed to receive a response. “Toru, baby, ' m home.” The wooden door of the shoe cabinet creaked as you closed it after placing the footwear in their place.

The house smelled…sweeter, felt warmer than usual. Making your way to the bedroom, you found clothes scattered on the floor near the entrance. The door was ajar which means your eyes had quick access to what was happening.

“Fuck! Ah! Ah! Mhmm.” You watched in surprise as your boyfriend kept fisting his cock, but wait. Something was different. You moved closer and found his hands squeezing his tits, milk oozing and drenching his naked body. But his heat doesn't arrive until next week. You thought. It was not uncommon for heats to arrive irregularly. It only meant that his hormone level had increased due to sexual frustration. Your eyes scanned his position, his movements. A hand reaching down to rub the wetness forming between your legs. You couldn't take it anymore.

“Need a hand?” You asked, announcing yourself in the room to let the man know he wasn't alone.

“Oh fuck! I thought I locked the door,” he panicked, yet he didn't remove his from his cock, just another arm covering his chest.

“And deprive me of this treat? I don't think so, baby.” You walked closer until you were hovering over him, kissing softly. Heat always has Satoru acting needy and you knew it.

“Touch me, doll. Please.” You smiled at his eagerness.

“I will do more than just touch.” Slapping his wrist away that were blocking the view of his lovely tits, you pushed him until he was laying flat. Your clothed pussy grinding in his naked cock as you leaned and took one of his nipples in your mouth.

“F-fuck.” he stuttered. “Don't. I am early this month. The flow is too much—ngh—you'll get high.” As if that was going to stop you? You started sucking more aggressively. He was right. The flow really was too much because you found yourself gulping a mouthful of his sweet milk, as your other hand reached down jerked his cock.

“Baby…ah! Keep doing that. I am close.” He is so silly to think he can relieve himself on his own when it never works. “Holy fhhuuck! Gonna c—aahhh!” You watched as he arched his back, white spurts covering your hands and other white liquid wetting your jaw. You sat up, removing your top as you already felt dizzy.

“We're not done, Toru. Wan'you to fuck me nasty while I suck your milk.” And he was hard again at your words.

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

You loved spring. It was your favorite season to go out. Not too cold. Not too hot. Just the perfect amount of wind and sun. Apparently, it is also a perfect season for outdoor dates. You and Toji preferred to stay in most of the time but the cherry blossoms were too precious to be enjoyed from your windows or TV screen.

“Toji, you ready?” you asked your husband, packing things in your cute pink purse.

“Uhm, princess? Think we might need to cancel the date.” His muffled voice emerged through the bedroom.

“What?” You yelled as you stomped to the bedroom. “What do you mean we might need to c—oh…" Your legs stopped, body taken aback as you stared at his shirtless body, tone muscles and triceps flexing as he squeezed his tits, squirting the milk out.

“I am over-lactating.”

“What happened to the breast cups?”

“Look at me princess. 'm leaking too much. They ain't gon' hold it. Agh fuck!” He spat angrily as you watched the milk travel down his abs, covering it in sweetness.

“Fuck the date. I have a better plan.” You winked at him.

“Shit. Calm down, ma—ugh. Y'er gonna bruise my tits." You were riding his rock, rocking your body back and forth on his crotch while sucking his swollen dark peachy nipples. Your hands struggled to hold his chest because they were bigger than it, causing your nails to dig into the skin.

“Mmh lvove yvour mwilk shwo mwuch.” Your dirty muffled comments vibrating on his skin.

“Y'er drunk, ma. Ya like to get drunk on daddy's milk, hmm?” He cooed, planting a spank on your ass.

“Lwove it.”

“Hm mhh,” he chuckled. “Nasty fucking girl. Move—ahh! Move faster. Need to cum.” You followed his orders, not looking up once to meet his eyes but busy soaking in the drug and flavor of his milk.

“Ngh—twoji, too much. Wan' a break.” You complained, but he was not going to let you stop. This was your plan after all.

“Nuh uh! Don't pull that now.” He grabbed your ass and started bouncing them up and down. You felt so insides bursting with pleasure, cheeks burning up, eyes rolling back. “Gonna cum, ma. Make sure this pussy drinks all my cum as you stuff your mouth with my milk—gahh! fhuck fhuck! fuuuuck!” He was talking as if you had a choice when one of his hand forced you down on his cock as he painted your hole in his cum, while the other hand pushed your face further against his tits. He watched as milk overflowed from the side of your lips. “Such a good girl f'me. You wan' more?”

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍

Sukuna tend to get a bit crazier when he was in heat. He fucked you with more strength, came a lot more than usual. It was hard to keep his mood balanced. You tried to suggest him some diet during those days of the month, but he refused to eat greens. A big man like him fancies flesh. Furthermore, why does he need a diet when he has the most proven effective method?

“K-kuna…agh! Too biiig." You cried. Sukuna had you on top of him, his big body splayed on the king-size bed—that surprisingly was almost the same size as him—your thighs trembling, kneecaps digging the mattress as you struggled to keep hi dick inside. Your head was telling you to get off it. Yet, your tight little cunt craved more of him.

“Hmm,” he chuckled. “Your pussy has a habit of biting more than she can swallow.” His teases were humiliating. Your hands rested on his chest, tongue reminiscing the sweet taste of his milk. Even though you were not completely dominant in this relationship—it is hard to be one when you are dating a man like sukuna—there were times when you initiated the things he would usually pester you about. Your lustful eyes gave him a look he hadn't seen before. Soon, he felt your hands tightening around his tits. Now he knew what you were up to.

“Want a taste, my woman?” All you could do was give a light nod because most of your strength was busy rolling your waist on his cock. “Go ahead. Suck my milk out.”

Without a second thought, you found your lips kissing his puffy pink nipples. You could feel the veins throbbing as you were suckling his juice out. Sukuna's milk was sweet with a hint of tanginess. Nevertheless, you loved it.

“Shhit! Calm down woman. I am not going anywhere.” His words were just background noise to you because all you could hear is squelching of your pussy and your slurps on his tiddie.

“Mmghh! Don't tell me you're planning on getting drunk.” His shoulders adjusted themselves to get a better position. “If you are—fuck. Then don't expect me to go easy tonight.” You unlatched your mouth from him for what seemed like after fifteen minutes to finally speak.

“Want you to ruin my pussy, kuna. Mmh,” you jerked your hips forward. “Want you to fill my mouth with milk as you do it.”

“Get off.” His tone shifted from somewhat sweet to serious. You followed his orders anyway. You both exchanged positions so now he was on top of you.

“My dirty human. Better stick to your words, darling. I am not planning on stopping until you're drenched in my cum and my milk”

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

You always knew Suguru's heat cycle. As the days approached closer, he used to become more and more whiny and clingy, arguing with you over petty things. His behavior did a 180° on these days.

Earlier today, you had a discourse over chores. He nagged at how you should keep things in place, or you won't find them when you need it. You understood where he was coming from, but the work had taken quite a toll on you that you barely had energy tonight. He just wouldn't let it go, and you grew more frustrated. You yanked him by his wrist, dragging his giant, muscular body to the shower. And here you were, stroking him off as you nibbled, and suckled on his tits. The continuous pour of warm water stimulating both of you.

“This is what you wanted, right, sugu?” you looked up, chin nuzzling in his cleavage. “Nagging me the whole day. You just wanted your tits sucked.” His brows scrunched together. A large hand approached your face, cupping your cheeks. He had his fingers digging the muscle on your face until they squished together.

“Behave,” his voice stern. “Just 'cause 'm in heat doesn't mean you hold the upper hand, baby.”

“Oh, but I do, Sugu—*spank* Ah! What was that for?”

“For teasing me. I know you love drinking my milk, princess. Get to it 'cause I can't take it nomo.” He pressed your face against one of his boobs, your nose pressured a little above the nipple, forcing the spurts of milk out.

“You gon' let it fall down the drain?” Your immediate action was to cup his tiddy with both of your hands—his chest was too big to use one—massaging all of the juice out. You opened your mouth and let it aim at your tongue.

“Fucking hell! This is why—mmghh easy, princess. 'Tis all sore.”

“I gotchu, sugu.” You eased out the movement of your hands, gently kneading them.

“Fhuuck, yes. Just like that.” Other hand travelled back down, grabbing his throbbing boner, squeezing the base as you squeezed his nipples. Geto planted a kiss on top of your head. “Holy shit. Still can't believe you're mine.” Your lips morphed into a smile, teeth still grasping his nipple. “Look at'cha. My milk's getting your high already.” He picked you up bridal style, your tongue still licking his puffed chest, as he kicked the bathroom door open that lead to your bedroom. “You got your treat. Time f'me to get mine, princess.”

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

Working 9to5, staring all day at a computer screen is what your life had been all about. You switched companies to think you might get something new to do, but to no one's surprise, it was the same. Except, this one man you were crushing on since day one.

Nanami Kento was a gentleman they described in those fairytales. Always so respectful, kind and damn he was a big feminist. Although, with him being the perfect husband material, you were still never going to cross the line because you were co-workers. That didn't mean you weren't allowed to crush.

“And then Mr. Sasaki from HR department knocked the beer over,” your TL chattered. Nanami wasn't the one to gossip, but Sakurako-san was your team leader and older than everyone. She wasn't a bad person but oh boy did she love tea. You fake gasped to give her the reaction she wanted, as you side-eyed Kento who looked a bit uncomfortable.

“Then he had the audacity to—”

“Excuse me,” Nanami withdrew halfway from the conversation he wasn't even participating in much, walking away abruptly.

After a few minutes, you decided to look for him to make sure he was alright. Of course, as a co-worker, you should. Nothing related to the heart eyes you give him, right?

You stomped towards the corridor almost making a left until you heard loud coughs reverberating through the walls of the men's washroom. You swore it was him. Furthermore, you shouldn't have gone in. What were you thinking? It was a men's washroom, for fuck's sake. But what if something happened to him? Sure.

Pushing the door in a hurry, you entered, almost tripping. “Nanami-san—” You did not whether you should be embarrassed, shocked or horrified. Maybe all three.

“Are you okay?”

“You shouldn't be here, l/n-san.” True. But seeing him squeeze his tits, and milking himself down the drain was the sight you were blessed to see. You locked the door behind, the clicking of the latch making Nanami hold his breath, “What are you doing?”

“You're going to let all that milk go to waste, Kento?” His dick twitched. You never called him by his first name, and now you were asking inappropriate questions along with calling him Kento.

“L/N-san, this isn't right—”

“Shhh. Just wanna help you. We're colleagues, aren't we?” He nodded.

Without breaking any eye contact you hopped on the counter, hands reaching for his nipples glistening with milk under the off-white light. You pressed your palm against his chest, feeling the liquid staining it, only starting to cramming the swell more. Kento lost his composure, hands falling flat on the counter, head on your shoulders. Couple of shaky breaths, fading soft moans leaving his lips. Pushing him back for a second to only latch your tongue on the dark pink bud, you were sure you're way past the appropriate relationship of just work buddies.

“L/n—ah! Can I?” He darted his eyes down where the tent peeked out his gray formal pants. You smiled. Knowing he needed friction, you adjusted your pencil skirt, and wrapped your legs around him, boner pressed against wet patch on your panties. Nanami felt like he was in heaven. He started humping against your clothed pussy, being rough contradictory to his gentle innocent touches to you before. But it was only reasonable given the fact that he was in heat.

He never knew the feeling of being milked from both ends, but now when he came, he ruined his whole expensive suit. The edges of the mustard yellow shirt becoming translucent with his milk, with a dark spot on his pants between his legs. He let out a shaky breath, apologizing as he slowly came back to his senses.

“What are you apologizing for? I started it,” you said as you hopped off the countertop. “Let me know if you ever need more help, Nanami-san.” A wink from is what caused his cheeks to turn red. “I'll bring you spare clothes from your desk.”

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

Most lactation in men started in their early twenties. Although, it wasn't unusual for some to start late. There was nothing medically wrong with them. But you've heard things about. How much more it hurts, and how more they leak on their first heat if they do get late.

You've been dating your boyfriend Choso for almost a year now. He hadn't start lactating yet, which is why you researched enough on this topic just in case. Personally, you've never been physical with men when they're in heat. Not because it is not your thing, but your relationships were too short to actually be comfortable in experiencing it. Of course, you would never do anything with Choso at his displeasure just because you wanna try it. You love him too much. But the thought would never leave your mind. What would he act like in his heat? Well, it was your lucky day. Because you came home to a whining lactating man.

“Cho…baby, are you okay?” You rushed to him in concern. Choso was on the bed, hair down with tears in his eyes as he pressed his chest together.

“Babyyy, It hurts. I don't know what is happening.” His hold on your wrist a little too tight. “Fuck. It hurts so bad. Make it stop. Leaking too much and my cock hurts too.” You could hear—feel the desperation in his voice. His cock was on full display as his boxers dangled near his ankles. The swollen tip shining with pre-cum seducing your mouth. But your mouth was needed more elsewhere. You remembered your first sex education class, how men in heat can be relieved if you milk and suck their tits. You discarded your clothes, getting bare and settling on his lap. Your hole rubbing against the body of his shaft as you pressed your tits against his, kissing his forehead.

“Cho shhh. Baby you're fine. You're just in heat. 's gonna be alright. 'm here, okay?” He sniffled as you pampered him. “Gonna take good care of my boyfie.” You left a trail of lipstick stains as you kissed his body, slowly trailing towards the puffy nipples. You looked up at him for consent, only to continue when he whispered a “please”. With your tongue darting out, you soaked in the view before licking a stripe.

“Shit,” Choso cursed. You do it a few more times until you're finally sucking on it like a popsicle. “Fuck. Ah!” It was indeed too much because with only fifteen seconds in, your mouth was already full of his milk, leaking from the corner of your lips. It wasn't a normal amount. But given the fact that it was his first, that too at this age, you brushed it off, focusing back to sucking. You gulped the milk, each sip making you dizzy. It made you grind harder against his cock, moaning along with him. His whimpers making you wet, and his dick enjoying your slippery pussy.

“Wanna cum. Please. Wanna cum, baby.” He begged and you started fastening your pace. The sheets were wet, along with your neck and tits as he shot spurts of sweet milk in your mouth that dripped down your body. Some of it sneaking its way down between his dick and your cunt. You held on to his shoulder, giving his chest a few slaps, making him rut harder against you that the bed started creaking.

“Cumming. Fuck, I am cumming. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ngh—holy fuuuuck!” Your own orgasming cunt could feel his dick twitch as it shot a load out. His hardened nipples turning soft. He immediately cupped your cheeks, pulling you up. “I love you so much, fuck. Thank you.” He said before he kissed you, his tongue lapping against yours, tasting himself on you.

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Okay so something went off with my Tumblr account on desktop and the Ko-fi button is now on every post I posted and posts that I reblogged....how odd......since idk how to take it off I apologize to anyone's art or post that I had reblogged on my account I'm not trying to do get credit or anything on your art or posts. I just don't remember exactly what I did and for the Ko-fi button just happened to pop out like that....I'm 95 baby guys....I'm 28 I still don't know technology that well.....yes I'm old and live under a rock....so please be patient with me while I figure this out. Thank you!

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