Giving Virgin!Knig A Blowjob For The First Time. ()

Giving Virgin!König a blowjob for the first time. (🌽)

To say that König has been deprived of a woman's touch for years is an understatement. The only woman who has ever laid a hand on him is his own mother, who adores him unconditionally despite his depravity and creepiness. Or at least, up until you came along.

You found enjoyment and satisfaction in teasing König. You liked being fantasized about by a desperate virgin, a pathetic loser who could only dream of being loved by someone like yourself. König wouldn't dare deny you, already spreading his muscular thighs and taking in a shaky, deep breath at the sight of you between his thighs. You knew König was a virgin, that he's never had sex before, never been jerked or sucked off by someone else. König's perverted mind was filled with his sick and dark desires, with his eyes becoming glossy through horniness and desperation.

“Please, Mäuschen. Don’t taunt me...” König let out breathlessly. You pulled down his boxers and chuckled at the way his cock would spring out from the tight confines of his underwear. His boner ached and twitched in front of your face, with his uncut tip already leaking out his creamy, salty pre-cum. König tilted his head backwards and eased into the couch, groaning out gutturally at the sensation of your lips tightly wrapped around his veiny girth. König bit his bottom lip in an attempt to silence himself. He cupped a large hand over his mouth and bucked his sturdy hips skyward through lust and desire. He could feel the wetness and warmth of your slick mouth wrapped around his cock, the feeling already becoming addictive and hypnotising to the poor virgin.

König grumbled out a string of German curses underneath his breath. He gazed down at you between his thighs with wide, delirious eyes, watching as you'd bop your head and swallow each inch of his length. “Heilige Scheiße-! du machst mich verdammt verrückt...” [Holy shit-! you're driving me fucking crazy...] König's voice deepened as his orgasm inched closer. Your soft lips wrapped around the base of his cock were mesmerising and left König delirious. He couldn't control himself as his large hand began pushing your head down onto his fat length, forcing his entire large dick down your little, tight throat.

“Oh fuck-! That’s it, that’s it--!” König's body jerked and twitched with arousal and euphoria, his bulbous and swollen cock oozing out pearly globs of his come down your throat. The sight of your eyes becoming glassy and wet, with your lips coated in a glimmer of his pearly release left König on cloud nine, leaving his thick dick pulsating against your tongue and coating it with his white load.

MANHANDLE ME! — JJK MEN

SYNOPSIS...headcanons on how the jjk men manhandle you in bed

INFO...jjk men (toji, sukuna, gojo, geto, nanami) x fem!reader, true form!sukuna, dacryphilia, rough sex (no like actually), this is all consensual btw, no choso bc I cannot picture him for some reason lmao, manhandling, degrading, all of them are just super mean, name calling (whore, slut, bitch), dacryphilia, slapping, tit slapping, spanking, choking, overstim, cream pie, squirting, oral (f & m receiving), deep throating, anal, hair pulling, spit, everything is just very out of pocket, not proofread

OTHER...like and reblogs are appreciated

SUKUNA

we all know sukuna to be such a cold hearted individual and not to mention rough. He is a big, strong man that with easily carry you around and toss you around like nothing, so he’s, that translates to when he is pounding your cunt till you’re in tears. He has you on top of him, on hand around your throat, one groping your tits as they bounce in his face, and the other two guiding your hips up and down his thick length like you were some fleshlight. You literally have no control, never, he uses your cunt, your body like it’s his own. You’d lose count of how many times he’s came in you and how many times you came around him. It was always messy and you were always on the verge of passing out from overstimulation until you felt a harsh slap on your tits. He’d grip your throat tighter, taking some of cum that had spilled from your full pussy and rub it over your face and tits. “Is it too much for you, huh? Too fucking bad. I don’t want hear nothing come out of your mouth anymore except your cries.”

TOJI

another man who is super strong and a cocky son of a bitch. He will literally carry you while fucking you, leaving you absolutely helpless. He has you in a full nelson while standing, his cock pistons in out of you at a relentless pace while you have to sit there and take it cause he’s his hand locked in behind your head. Drool spills from the corner of your lips as incoherent babbles come from you. Your pussy is leaking, so sore and swollen from how hard he was thrusting into you. Your toes curl as another orgasm rips through your body. And since he loves carrying you while fucking, toji will also lift your body against the wall and put you on his shoulders to eat your pussy, holding you there while he sucks on your clit. It doesn’t matter how much you wiggle or beg him to slow down. “Fucking take it, bitch. Awe, are you cumming again? You like being fucked like a whore don’t you? Your pussy is clamping around me.”

GOJO

believe it or not, gojo is mean. He’ll push you on the bed and trap your body between his legs before spanking your ass over and over until it was sore. He grabs a fistful of your hair, taking joy in the look on your face before he drags you off the bed to the floor. You sit on your knees, anxiously looking up at his while he takes his hard cock out. He grips your jaw, slapping your face a few times to hear you whimper. Then he will shove his cock in your mouth and fuck your throat like no tomorrow. He grabs your hair, using it as leverage, ignoring the way tears poor down your cheeks and how much spit is dripping from your mouth. He takes his cock out to let you breathe, roughly pulling you closer to his dick to rub it all over your pretty face. He slaps your face a few times again, forcing his dick down your throat in the process, balls slapping against your chin. “Sluts like to get their throats used, baby. Isn’t that what you are, hm? Yeah…that’s what I fucking thought. Uh uh, don’t cry now.”

GETO

okay so geto is like a menace to society. He has your legs pinned back, his big hands fighting every chance you have to move out of his grip while he fucks your tight ass. Tears are streaming down your face while he pounds into you. You’ve squirted so many times, but geto wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon. The bed beneath you was soaked with your juices and his sticky cum. You stared up at him with desperation, each thrust from him felt like the air was being taken out of your lungs. You clawed at his chest, biting hard on your bottom lip, the taste of iron on your tongue. One his hands reached up and grabbed a fistful of your hair, forcing you to look at the way his cock disappears in your hole. You watched, dumbfounded, completely lost in bliss that you didn’t even realize you squirted again. “Don’t act like you don’t love this, my cum in your ass. Look at the dumb look on your face, you want it so bad. Just keep watching me use your hole, slut.

NANAMI

this is mean is sweet, but don’t piss him off because he can’t get real serious. He’ll fuck you from behind, one leg propped up on the bed, hips slapping against yours. His hand is pressing down on your neck, holding you in place against the mattress. His heavy balls hit your puffy clit with each thrust and you’re drooling, groans escaping your throat, barely able to open your eyes. His dick feels so good sliding against your gummy walls, reaching your sweet spot. His other hand is swatting your ass, making it as sore at possible, gripping at the flesh, nails digging into your skin. He still has a firm grip on your neck when you cum around his dick for the third time. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as you grip onto the sheets, ass still high in the air. He pulls you up by your neck, gripping your jaw to look at him before his sticks two fingers inside your mouth, laying them flat on your tongue. He spits in your mouth, then on your face, mushing it against your lips and cheeks, pushing you back down on the bed again. “You must like pissing me off, right? Being a bitch, all so you can get fucked cause you’re a needy whore. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get what you’ve been wanting so, so bad, but you might not like the way I do it.”

repost from my old account

reader who's never had an orgasm x könig???

König made it his goal to earn your first orgasm. To say that he's determined is an understatement. He spends hours studying your behaviour, the pornography and toys you enjoy, as well as your responses and reactions to his sensual touch. He's mesmerised by the way your eyes shine with tears while he's eating you out, the way you whine out and grip his large, rough hands for support. You're too anxious to let your guard down.

He makes sure that you're ready when he finally has you for himself, in the comfort and privacy of his own home. You relax into the soft, warm sheets and glance into his silver eyes with heavy eyelids, rubbing your little clit to stimulate yourself while he rolls his thick, fat hips into your rear, stuffing your tight hole with his bulbous, musky cock. You feel König hold the crown of your skull lovingly, pressing it into the crook of his nape to hear your every sweet moan while he grinds and nuzzles his bulbous cock into your walls. Each sloppy and addictive thrust causes your velvety insides to tighten around his length, the stickiness of your pussy drooling down his balls.

Fuck, the loud sounds of your orgasm ringing through his ears was hypnotising, his pace only quickening. He lost himself inside of your insides, the wetness and warmth surrounding his base. You gasped and panted through pleasure and delight, too drunk off of lust to maintain eye contact with König.

“Ja, Good girl. Just what I wanted to hear...”

Soap would wear his kilt in Scottish tradition, and with anything beneath it... Thinkin' about a quickie with Soap in a kilt. 👀🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

He'll take you somewhere remote, somewhere quiet and far away from everyone's judgemental gaze. Johnny will slowly begin to roll up your skirt, and tug down your panties with his calloused, scarred fingers. He adores the neediness in your drunken voice and the smell of booze that sticks to your soft skin. He can't get enough of your hypnotising voice, the way you plead with him to be quick as he possibly can while you arch your back and stick your rear out for him to use.

You cup your hand over your mouth and grind your ass back against Johnny's hips, you can feel the material of the kilt graze against your bare thighs and Johnny's veiny, meaty cock push against your slick hole. Johnny isn't quiet – if anything, he's determined to be caught. It's all a part of the thrill and anticipation, to see you squeeze down around his base and accept every spurt of his creamy arousal as it seeps from his thick tip.

𖥔 ࣪ ㅤ۪ 🪷 🪺 ⸺   𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐨’𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚    !

♫ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭 — 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

˚ ✩ 🚃 ｡ ˚ ✧ * ｡ 🧅

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗠𝗬 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡, 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗼’𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘, 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗼’𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮, 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

König's favourite positions. (F)

(What's König's favourite position?)

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When you take König's large size into consideration, it's hard to find a comfortable position. Usually, König will lean back on the couch while you begin to ease yourself down onto his big lap, sliding his thick boner inside. The only issue is the pain that comes with it, the splitting and agonising sensation of his thick and bulbous dick pushing into your tight, sloppy hole.

Instead, he'll push you down onto your back, lifting your thigh up while he begins to rock his muscular, well-built hips into you slowly. He buries his face in the crook of your neck while whispering out German praises to his sweet angel. You whimper at the stretch and arch your back through the ache, your eyes watering and your slick folds drooling around his veiny, hard boner. “That’s it- Stay still, silly...”

König struggles to get comfortable due to his height and weight. He doesn't want to lean on top of you out of fear that he'll crush you. He worries about sleeping beside you enough, that he'll roll over and prevent you from breathing accidentally. 69 with König is a struggle that seems pretty obvious. When König has your pussy pressed against his face, your head rests atop of his stomach. You can wriggle and squirm, an attempt to free yourself from his unintentionally tight grasp, but it's fruitless. You palm and rub your soft hand over his swollen cock while the tip drools and leaks all over his abdomen. You'll be thankful to lick up a couple drops of his creamy release.

He prefers having you on top, it means that he doesn't have to constantly worry about accidentally harming you. You can rest your cheek against his thick thigh while sucking on his meaty cock, or give him a pussy job by rubbing your folds back and forth over his shaft.