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Satoru Gojo is the man who took your virginity more than 10 years ago. You were both students at the Jujutsu High Tech, although he was your senpai you have always been close to each other, being in the same friend group as Nanami. You two clicked immediately, as the both of you loved to tease Kento. You quickly found yourself spending more and more time with Gojo; one night, you two decided to steal some booze from Yaga-sensei's personal stash. You were 15 and 16, so not only was it illegal for you to drink alcohol, you couldn't even handle it properly.
When everyone went to sleep, you and Satoru climbed up to the rooftop and started chatting, as the conversation grew more and more personal. At first it was all about your family and childhood, but then it took a completely different turn after you asked Satoru if he was a virgin.
To say you were shocked when he confessed that he was, is an understatement. You couldn't stop giggling, not until he asked the same question to you. Obviously, you were a virgin too.
You stayed silent for a while, until you asked Satoru if he wanted to have sex with you. He was too stunned to speak at first, but then eventually agreed.
"Okay. Tomorrow at midnight then, my room." you said.
You shook hands and said goodnight to each other, both wanting to act cool. In reality, you were both shitting yourselves. It's not that you don't like each other: you're both good-looking people and you get along well. It's just that you're both afraid to make a bad impression on one another.
Unfortunately, it did happen. Well, not from your side.
Gojo was extremely nervous. He didn't know what he was doing, nor did he have any knowledge on how a woman's body worked. You could tell he tried hard to satisfy you, but he just couldn't do it. Plus, it hurt like a bitch.
However, not wanting to hurt his feelings, you told him you liked it. It made your heart warm when you saw the proud look on his face.
That was almost 12 years ago. Due to a series of unfortunate events, you had to move out of Japan when you were 16, so you and Satoru did not see each other for years.
Needless to say, when you came back to Tokyo, he was a completely different person.
He is a man now. A grown-up man. Or at least he looks like one.
It didn't take long for you to start hanging out again. One night, Shoko had convinced you to get fucked up drunk and for some reason you decided to tell Gojo he owed you an orgasm. He didn't understand at first, but when you gave him the details, he froze. Luckly, the music was too loud for the others to hear.
He couldn't believe it. For all his life, he has always been proud of himself for making you cum on his first try. To think it was all a lie, made him extremely frustrated.
Satoru made a vow that night: he would have convinced you to have sex with him once again, so he could prove to himself he was the man he always thought he was.
He really put a lot of effort on his plan to seduce you. However, you quickly understood what he was trying to achieve and you told him to stop.
Of course Gojo didn't stop trying. If anything, it encouraged him to keep going. He was willing to do everything. He even went and got tested when, after annoying you all day, you told him he was probably a walking STD.
Nothing worked. Satoru knew your weak spots and you were starting to fall under his spell.
He is a charming man. He knows what women like and want.
It took him a whole month. A whole month of teasing. And just when he was losing hope, you showed yourself at his house with a bottle of wine. That was an hour ago.
Your common sense has completely abandoned you now. You gave up.
You feel your knees shaking as the tall white-haired man corners you to the edge of the pool table, the cold wood touching your fingertips as you grasp the material to balance yourself. His height towers you dangerously, hunger filling his blue eyes, his chest raising up and down faster and faster, looking like a predator ready to devour his prey - you - anytime by now.
Gojo comes forward, placing his arms on each side of your trembling body, leaning on the velvety green fabric covering the pool table. You found yourself glued to his body, the material of your dress burning on your skin.
His mouth hovers over your cheek, his hot breath tingling on your sensitive skin. Your breathing is heavy as he brushes the tip of his nose on your cheekbone.
"You smell so good..." Satoru whispers, tilting his head downwards slightly enough to reach your earlobe.
"S-Satoru..." his name slips past your lips as a whine, with you having no control over it.
"Hmm?" the vibration of the sound he just made goes right between your legs, the feeling of wetness down there becoming more and more unbearable. You kept fighting it for too long by now, nothing is working anymore. The way Satoru kept teasing you for the past week made it impossible for you to not imagine what would happen if you finally decide to get loose.
You gasp when Gojo grabs your hips and lifts you up on the table, making the damp fabric of your panties shift uncomfortably. You try to separate your legs to relieve the sensation, but Satoru is quick to position himself in between them, making it impossible for you to close them back.
"Satoru, w-we...we can't do this..." you uselessly try to convince yourself - and Gojo - with your words.
"Do what? We're not doing anything." he says with a playful tone in his voice, as to play dumb at your words. He reaches for your arm with one of his hands, gently caressing your bare skin with his index and middle finger, up and down. His eyes are stuck on yours, carefully catching every little reaction you have while he teases you. You get lost in his pupils, admiring every single shade of blue inside of them. It's been a long time since you were this close to him and you almost forgot how unique his eye-color is. Your gaze moves to his lips, slightly parted, one of the corners curved upwards in a smirk. You choke back a moan when you see his tongue appear past his lips, his saliva moisturizing them thoroughly, leaving a tempting, shining residue on them.
"Go on." he says, moving his face closer to yours, until the tips of your noses are almost touching each other. "I know you wanna kiss me."
"I-I..." your words fail to come out, too flustered and overwhelmed.
Satoru tilts his head slightly, his lips brushing on yours, the touch so faint yet so powerful it makes your whole insides turn.
"Last call." he whispers, connecting your foreheads together, waiting for your decision.
Initially, you thought you could do it. However, as soon as the feel of his lips on yours disappears, you don't think twice about reaching for his tie and yanking him towards you, your mouths clashing together as your tongue slips past his lips, claiming Satoru's tongue viciously.
The taste of Satoru is just as you remember. It sounds crazy but it has the same sweet scent of 12 years ago. The moment he sucks at your tongue, you have an epiphany of that day, the day where you both lost your virginity with each other. This time though, it feels much better. More intense.
It's no secret that he must have gained experience since then. After all, Gojo's fame is to be a womanizer. God knows how many women he has been with. That's the reason why you didn't wanna get involved with him. But right now? With his hands cupping your face while he devours your mouth so ferociously? You couldn't care less.
Satoru moves your head back to break the kiss, giving you both the chance to regain some breath. He looks deep into your eyes, a string of saliva still connecting your lips to his. With one last kiss, he collects all the fluids left in your mouth, moaning deeply as he swallows.
"I missed you." Satoru says while panting "So fucking much."
You smile with half-closed eyelids, still in ecstasy for your kiss. Satoru carefully makes you slide to the center of the pool table, crawling in between your legs to keep them spreaded open. He grabs his tie with his long fingers, loosening the knot as he does so. Your pussy inevitably throbs at the view of Satoru undressing, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as he reveals his toned chest and abs. He is definitely more snatched than the last time you saw him, which is only fair if you think of how many years have passed. He has always been quite ripped, but he is not a teenager anymore. He is a man. And he looks like one.
"Like what you see?" Gojo asks, finally tossing his shirt and tie on the floor.
"'Mh- God, yes." you whine as you bite your bottom lip, trying to clench your thighs but being blocked by Satoru being in the middle of them.
Your helpless look makes him go crazy, your shaking voice going straight to his cock. He leans down, resting his elbows on the table, lifting your dress up enough to take a look at your drenched panties.
You twitch when you feel his hot breath on your right thigh, while he admires the gray fabric stained with your juices. Satoru drags a finger from the inner part of your thigh to your groin, gently caressing the sensitive skin.
"I believe I owe you an orgasm, don't I?" he says, clearly referring to your first time together, "Can I?" he then asks, licking his lips while giving you a mischievous smile.
"Yes, please, Satoru-" you plead, your back already starting to arch at the thought.
He starts placing small kisses on your thigh, slowly going upwards until he reaches your clothed pussy. Taking two fingers, he presses them on the wet fabric, closing them together trapping your clit between your swollen folds. You let out a whimper, finally receiving some form of attention right where you want it.
Satoru places his mouth right on your clit, his saliva mixing with the juices on the gray fabric. The warm sensation makes you squirm instantly, your thighs closing together as you trap Gojo's head between them. He chuckles slowly, placing his hands on each one of your legs to spread them back apart.
"Fuck, you must taste so good." Satoru inhales deeply your scent through the fabric, humming in approval, the vibration driving you mad. You sigh as you feel his fingers hooking the hem of your panties, slowly dragging them down as your pussy gets exposed to the cold air.
You watch as Satoru drags one finger across your slit, separating your folds and revealing your swollen, twitching clit. You moan his name desperately, hoping he will stop the teasing soon and give your cunt the attention it wants.
"You don't know how much I've missed this pretty little pussy of yours." Satoru coos, his finger tracing the outline of your core, chuckling when he sees you moving forward in a desperate move to try and make his long fingers slide inside your hole. He is fast to catch your intention, as he drags away his digits from there, collecting the warm slick and spreading it across your clit.
"Satoru!" you shout his name on a distressed whine, pleading for him to start doing something - anything- to ease the unbearable ache between your legs.
With a slow move, Gojo slides one finger into your hole, causing your walls to clench around it immediately. You gasp when you feel him adding a second finger, stretching your tight hole with his long and wide digits. As he carefully starts pumping them in and out, your moans become louder and louder, each one of them going straight to Gojo's throbbing cock. He keeps his gaze on your messy, flushed face, your forehead sweaty and lips swollen.
What a view, Gojo thinks to himself.
He curls his fingers at the right angle, just enough to hit the spongy spot, massaging it thoroughly with the tip of his digits. The squelch sounds coming from your core are almost embarrassing, no man has ever gotten you this wet before. Yet, those wet and soft noises are music for Satoru's ears.
As the white-haired man pushes his fingers deeply into your hole, you arch your back and start to move your hips back and forth, resulting in you riding Satoru's fingers.
"You're doing so good, baby..." he coos, placing his free hand on your lower stomach and pressing lightly. You moan louder, your legs aching from the tension and thrill.
Gojo slowly pulls back his fingers, bringing them close to his mouth. First, he glances in awe at the slick sliding across his skin, then he inserts them in his mouth, his tongue collecting every last drop of your juices. He hums in approval, looking deep into your eyes.
The sight is almost enough to make you cum. Never in your life have you seen something sexier than Satoru in this exact moment.
"I was right. You taste fucking delicious." he says once he pulls his fingers out of his mouth with a loud 'pop'.
Satoru doesn't think twice before dipping his tongue into your wet, warm, hole. He catches you unaware, so much that you let out a scream as soon as you feel his tongue plunging deep inside of you. His wet finger reaches your clit, rubbing it painfully slowly but adding the right amount of stimulation you need while he fucks you with his tongue.
You don't realize your hand went to grab Satoru's hair as soon as he started eating you out. His silky white hair tangles with your fingers, pushing him even more deeply into your pussy. His finger leaves your clit, not having enough space, so Satoru decides instead to place his large hands on your asscheeks to make you stay as still as possible. He slurps at your pussy with no shame, too drunk of hearing you moan his name over and over again.
Your walls squeeze Satoru's tongue thightly, while they pulse and get coated with both your juices and his saliva. You moan his name over and over, you scream it, you whisper it. Satoru. Satoru. Satoru.
Slightly pushing backwards, Gojo leaves your hole to give attention to your clit, flattening his tongue, lapping at your swollen bundle of nerves. As he gently sucks, he fills your cunt with two of his fingers, immediately curling them up to reach your sweet spot once again. You feel your orgasm growing closer and closer, yet it feels like you can't get enough of this. You wish it could last forever.
Satoru keeps swirling his tongue on your clit, collecting all the fluids around it, all while he keeps fingerfucking you rentlessly. The sensation is overwhelming, your vision soon becomes blurry as your thighs begin to shake. Your head hits the pool table, your back arches almost painfully. You come undone when Satoru latches your clit with a long, deep suck. Tears prickle at your eyes due to the strong stimulation you've just experienced.
Gojo lets you ride out your orgasm, softly pressing his tongue on your pulsing bud, while pulling out his drenched fingers. Leaving your pussy to suck your cum from his digits, he stares in awe at your leaking pussy, as the clear liquid flows down your ass and drips onto the green velvet material underneath. Satoru hums as he pulls his fingers out of his mouth, while you look at his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows your cum.
While you try to lower your heart rate with your breathing, Satoru leaves a trail of wet kisses on the inside of each one of your thighs. You release your tight grip on his hair, running your fingers through his white locks instead, brushing them away from his forehead.
"You did so good, sweetie..." he coos, keeping his gaze on your swollen cunt, "Such a good girl..."
His praises are a bliss for your ears, you've never imagined Satoru being so sweet and caring towards you. Yet, the presence of the butterflies in your stomach is impossible to deny.
You feel your body completely relaxing, as Gojo gets on his knee to scoop you up into his arms. You lock your arms around his neck, leaning for a gentle kiss that Satoru happily accepts. You feel him smiling on your lips, as you taste yourself through his mouth.
He easily climbs down the pool table, walking towards the door to exit the room. He walks the two of you to his bedroom, gently laying you on his queen sized bed.
While he goes to the other side of the room, you take a quick scan of it. It has two black accent walls, the furniture is all white, all decorated with black accessories, including the bedsheets, while the glass windows give access to the breathtaking Tokyo skylight.
Satoru comes back with a can of what looks like some fruit flavoured soda and a bottle of water. You scoot on the edge of the bed, sitting with your legs swaying off of it, while he gives you the water bottle, its cap already twisted off. You chug down the cold water, some of it running out of your mouth and dripping down your chest. Satoru chuckles as he opens the can, taking a sip from it.
You place the bottle on the floor, looking at Gojo while he looks like he's enjoying his drink. You take your hands and grab his hips, leaning forward as you stick your tongue out. Satoru tilts his head to one side, admiring the view as he takes another sip of his soda, stopping himself from swallowing it. He places the can next to your water bottle, then slightly bends down cupping one of your cheeks with his huge hand.
He opens his mouth, aiming at yours as the tingly liquid mixed with his saliva collapses on your tongue. You swallow every single drop, moaning softly as you taste the strawberry flavour, while Satoru curses under his breath. You notice him dragging his thumb on your bottom lip, opening your mouth once again, this time wider and directing your head slightly backwards. You immediately understand and stick your tongue out once again, as you watch him spitting on it.
When he sees you swallowing with your eyes closed and head thrown back, Satoru loses it. He attacks your mouth immediately, aggressively kissing you and sucking your tongue. You moan in his mouth, the sound going straight to his cock, still covered by his pants and boxers.
As Gojo keeps kissing you hungrily, you reach with your hands to unbuckle his pants, sliding them down his muscular thighs. You slide your hand on his clothed cock, feeling a wet stain on the fabric. Satoru groans, breaking the kiss. You take the opportunity to stand up, making him step out of his pants as he takes a step backwards. You fall to your knees, eyes locked with Gojo's, brushing your tongue on his length, still covered by his boxers.
"You little tease..." he chuckles, a smug smile forming on your face.
You bite the hem of his boxers, slowly yanking them down as you let his dick spring free. Your jaw immediately drops at the view of Satoru's girthy cock. You clearly didn't remember his size, nor you can imagine how it was possible for it to fit inside of you.
Gojo notices your reaction and proudly goes to wrap his hand around his cock, pumping it at its base, his tip leaking with pre-cum. You don't waste time, placing your hands on his hips and hovering over his length. While Gojo keeps his hand wrapped around the base of his dick, you gently kiss the wet tip, smudging the foggy liquid with your lips. Satoru watches you in awe while you hum as you taste his pre-cum, glazing your lips in such a lewd way that makes him throw his head back from satisfaction.
You wrap your hand around the middle of his cock, sticking your tongue out as you start to lick his sensitive tip. Satoru lets go of his dick, leaving you complete access to it. You start taking it slowly, the girth stretching your mouth. You find yourself gagging when only half of it is inside. Your tongue circles on his skin, making Satoru softly moaning your name. One of his hands goes to caress your cheek, while you keep your gaze locked with his, pushing his cock deeper in your throat. You slowly start controlling your gag reflex, tears quickly prickles in the corner of your eyes as saliva pools in your mouth, dripping down to your chest. You bob your head back and forth, hollowing your cheeks as your tongue rolls on every inch of his length you can reach. Satoru curses under his breath when he feels the vibration of your choked moans on his cock.
Placing your hands on his asscheeks, you thrust his cock deeper into your throat until your nose finally touches his pube. A loud moan escapes Gojo's lips, followed by your name.
You can't resist much with his whole dick inside your mouth, the lack of air making it impossible. You move your head backwards, Satoru's dick leaving your mouth as saliva drips down from both your mouth and his cock. You gasp for air, looking directly into his big blue eyes, your lewd expression unbelievably hot under Satoru's gaze. His chest rises up and down erratically, the veins around his cock pulsing.
"Fuck my face, Satoru."
Your words make him immediately weak. He didn't think it would be possible, but Gojo finds himself even more aroused now that he has discovered this side of you. Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he directs your mouth towards his cock once again, slipping it inside of your warm and swollen lips with a hard thrust. He starts moving right away, moving your head and his hips at the unison, fucking your face rentlessly.
"Fuck! You're such a dirty slut for this cock, hmm?" Satoru growls, looking at your thighs rubbing against each other under your dress.
Truth is, you are extremely aroused by having his cock inside of your mouth. The taste, the length, the thickness of it, Satoru's moans, your name escaping his lips, everything makes it impossible for you to not be soaking wet right now. You feel your juices collecting on your thighs, dripping down on the floor.
Gojo continues to abuse your mouth, his tip hitting your uvula that has become numb for how fast he is going. He can't help but to think of how experienced you must be to be able to take this. A part of him is slightly irritated by that, but the pleasure you are giving him is completely overcoming that feeling of jealousy.
In reality, it's not like you are that experienced. You had a couple of relationships and some one night stands, but this side of you, this savage, fierce, animalistic side of you, is new to you too. You feel like a completely different person, actually no, you feel like you've always suppressed this part of you. The one that is careless, laid back, not worried about what's gonna happen next.
You're snapped back into reality when you hear Satoru grunting, his head thrown back while strands of his white hair stick to his forehead, his movements are starting to get more clumsy meaning he is close. He takes a look at you, your eyes watering and your mouth spilling saliva from each corner. You keep your eyes on him while your hands travel to your throbbing cunt, collecting the juices from there to moisturize your hand. You then bring it to Gojo's ballsack, spreading your slick around the tender skin as you gently squeeze it.
This last move was his final straw. Satoru shoots his cum down your throat on a loud moan, giving some more thrusts to make sure you get all of it. He lets out a deep, satisfied breath when he pulls out of your mouth, looking at your tongue playing with his pearly white cum that you still haven't swallowed.
Satoru places your chin between his thumb and index finger, opening your mouth wider so his semen starts dripping from your bottom lip. He then traces the path his cum has made with two of his fingers, dragging it down to your exposed chest, then letting it stain your dress.
"Such a filthy girl you are..." Satoru whispers, inserting his two fingers in your mouth to clean up. You oblige and suck on them, moaning shamelessly as you swallow what's left of his cum.
You look at Gojo giving you a soft smile when he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, giving you his hand to help you stand up. You take it, your knees aching as you get on your feet. Satoru leans down to reach the hem of your dress, sliding it up your body and tossing it on the floor, leaving you completely naked.
His fingers travel through your bare body, tracing invisible lines on your arms, belly and breasts. Satoru admires each one of your curves, his cock already hardening at the sight of your perfect skin. Pearly, little droplets of sweat slowly fall off your body, your chest rising at the sight of Gojo's flushed face, his lips parted to catch some more air, his half-lidded eyes completely fixed on you, as if he is venerating your figure.
You point your toes to reach Satoru's mouth and slip your tongue inside of it, helping yourself by placing your arms behind his neck. He immediately accepts your kiss, moaning as he tastes himself on your tongue.
While you brush your fingers on his undercut, he lifts your whole body up with no effort, your skin sticking together. He walks forward and soon your back meets the cold bed sheets, as Satoru shifts you towards the center of the mattress, straddling your body without any intention to break the kiss.
As you place your legs around his hips, you choke back a moan when you feel his cock already hard on your heat. Satoru grinds harshly on your pulsing cunt, causing you to moan out loud at the pleasurable friction. He leaves your lips, licking his way from your neck, to your collarbone, reaching your breasts. While he cups one with his large hand, he attacks the other with his mouth, sucking on your hard nipple. You arch your back when you feel his teeth biting your sensitive bud, Satoru's name escaping your lips on a whine.
"Hmm? What's wrong, sweetie?" he asks, leaving your right nipple alone as he moves over to the other one, looking at you while he licks all around it.
"'Need you- need you inside of me, 'Toru-" you pant desperately, craving some sort of attention on your pulsing heat.
"Is that so?" he replies seductively, his voice arousing you even more "Are you sure you can take it?"
Twirling his tongue around your nipple one last time, he moves back to your neck, hitting the spot behind your ear that makes you immediately squirm underneath him.
"I can take it, please, Satoru-" you plead, sounding desperate.
While he marks your sensitive skin, Gojo slips his hand between your thighs, separating your swollen folds with his long fingers. He collects your slit, spreading it across your entrance before slipping two digits inside your warm hole. You let out a sigh of relief, your pussy clenching around his fingers as you finally receive some attention.
"Hmm...let's see, then." he whispers, stretching your walls painfully slowly.
The tip of his fingers reach your deepest spot, teasing it without rubbing its spongy surface. You whine once again, fighting back the tears from the frustration. Satoru inserts another finger and you hiss, the sensation slightly painful at first but soon becoming only pleasurable.
"So tight...I'm still not sure you can handle my dick, baby." Gojo says, nibbling your earlobe with his warm tongue. You push your hips forward in response, forcing his three digits to go deeper.
"Ooh..." he coos, moving his face above yours to look at your fucked up expression. He continues thrusting his fingers in and out, admiring the pleasure clearly written on your face, half-lidded eyes and mouth open, drool sliding down your cheeks.
"Should I add another one?" Satoru asks, moving some strands of your hair off your flushed cheeks. You nod instantly, regretting it as soon as you feel a fourth finger stretching your pussy, a pleasurable pain spreading across your walls.
"Fuck!" you shout, clenching your teeth together. Satoru notices your discomfort and is quick to use his thumb on your swollen clit, helping you to adjust to his fingers. You immediately relax, your wetness pooling his whole hand, while Satoru circles your bundle of nerves with the perfect speed and pressure. Your orgasm has been building up for a while now, you feel your lower stomach tingling and cramping as you prepare to come undone.
"You're doing so good, sweetie. Come on, cum on my fingers."
Satoru's low voice adds just what you need to reach your climax. You claim it with a loud scream, your back arching until it hurts, your head thrown back on the damp sheets.
"There you go...my good girl." Satoru coos as he lets you ride out your orgasm by pumping his fingers in and out of your flooded hole, feeling your clit pulse under his thumb. When he feels you relaxing under his touch, he pulls out his fingers, your cum dripping from each one of them. He brings his hand above your face, proudly showing you how your sticky liquid has coated his digits. You smile while you pant, and Satoru smirks back at you. He takes his index and middle fingers in his mouth, sucking them vigorously. Pulling them out, he reaches your lips with his ring finger and pinky. You stuck out your tongue and let Satoru insert them in your mouth. You suck as you taste your salty cum, humming on Gojo's fingers. His eyes are fixed on you, his mouth parted while you swirl your tongue around his fingers.
You let his digits out with a loud 'pop', then looking at Satoru and you pout.
"Do you think I can take it now, 'Toru?" you ask, stressing your voice to sound as childish as possible. Gojo smirks and gives your lips a little peck. He gets on his knees and grabs your hips, flipping you so you're laying on your stomach. Sliding an arm on your lower tummy, he tilts you upwards, so your ass is up in the air for him to admire. You prop yourself on your forearms, and it's only now you notice that Satoru's headboard is, in fact, a mirror. A large one, also. Your eyes immediately travel to Gojo pumping his hard cock right above your ass. Initially he is too fixated on your juicy cheeks, but he soon notices you staring from the mirror.
"Enjoying the view?" he says smirking, tapping his dick on your buttcheeks.
"Hmhm..." you reply, grinding backwards so his length slides between your swollen folds, making you both moan.
Not wanting to wait any longer, Satoru aligns his dick with your entrance, slowly pushing the tip inside. He grabs your hips harshly, his nails digging in your skin. And then, with a violent move, he pushes himself all inside of you. You muffle your scream into the pillows, the pleasure almost unbearable for how unexpected it was. Satoru has stretched you enough earlier and now you're thankful for it, because you can immediately enjoy the girthiness of his huge dick without feeling any pain at all. You feel only pleasure- an enormous amount of it.
Gojo throws his head back, completely in ecstasy from being inside your tight and warm pussy. He doesn't move right away, he instead chooses to let his dick reshape your insides for a while. You clench your walls around his pulsing cock, as you hear Satoru groaning behind you.
You are both thinking of the same thing: this feels surprisingly right. Both you and Satoru sigh in relief, as he slowly starts moving in and out of you while looking at his thick cock being coated with your juices, forming a ring around it. You watch his reflection in the mirror, the sight of his flushed cheeks and slightly parted lips is enough to get another orgasm to build up once again.
Leaving one of your hips, he runs his fingers through his hair, moaning loudly as he feels your pussy clenching on his dick once again. Satoru quickly notices your gaze on him through the mirror and understands you're getting off by watching him fucking you. Needless to say, this boosts his ego to a whole nother level. His mouth forms a cocky smirk, while he circles one of his arms around your lower abdomen to pull you up. Gojo's other hand goes to grip your throat, squeezing underneath your earlobes just enough to give you the right amount of euphoria.
"Look at us" Satoru coos, tilting his head and placing it between your shoulder and neck "Look how pretty we are~" he continues, kissing your tender skin that feels sore from all the previous bites he left there.
You look at yourself on the mirror, your face completely fucked, your tits bouncing up and down with each one of Satoru's slow thrusts. Your body is completely full of his marks, red and eye-catching, especially on your breasts and neck. The sight is lewd, but you can't help to admire how your bodies are merging with one another, your breathing synchronizing with Satoru's.
Leaving your throat right when your vision was becoming a little blurry, Satoru cups your face and turns it to his, attaching his lips to yours in a passionate, hot kiss. He continues hitting your sweet spot with slow, calculated thrusts, leaving you craving for more each time he pulls back.
"Faster, 'Toru, please-" you pant, moaning in his mouth as you feel him chuckling on yours.
"As you wish, sweetie."
Those are the last words you hear before Satoru starts fucking your brains out, hammering into you at an inhumane pace. You can only hear your screams filling the room, as well as the obscene squelching sounds coming from your drenched pussy. To keep you steady, Satoru digs his nails on your hips and chest, eyes fixed on your face, adoring your pleased, dirty expression.
Your climax reaches you abruptly, the tension built up in your lower stomach immediately releasing as you coat Satoru's dick with your thick, clear cum. You hear him humming in approval, slowing his pace to make you come down from your high.
Gojo notices your trembling legs and he is fast to lay you down on the mattress, flipping you on your back. He leans down to pamper your cheeks with kisses, as he feels your heartbeat slowly trying to get back to normal.
Satoru tries his best to wait for you to calm down, but his twitching cock takes over his consciousness and he quickly throws your legs on his shoulders, slipping inside of you. You gasp in shock, still recovering from your previous orgasm, despite your walls immediately clamping down on his dick. Satoru pushes his dick down until it reaches your deepest point, the overstimulation making you whine as you feel tears forming in your eyes.
"'Can't do it, Satoru-" you pant, tossing your head from one side to another "'Too much-"
Gojo doesn't listen to your pleading, instead pulls you by your ankles so he can reach an even deeper spot. You curse out loud, overwhelmed by the pleasure, as you feel like you are about to disintegrate any moment.
You look at Satoru, completely immersed in lust, his head thrown back as you feel the tip of his cock twitching inside of you. After taking a deep breath, he goes completely crazy. He starts plunging into you ruthlessly, while he watches your tears fall down from your eyes due to the overstimulation which he is causing on purpose. For a moment, you can swear his gaze turned evil, however it immediately softens.
"Just one more baby, I know you can take it~" he growls between one thrust and another, not stopping even for one second "I know my good girl can take it."
His praises are music to your ears, as well as is your name slipping past his lips while you watch him getting closer to his own peak.
Your body does as Satoru wants- your next climax is already preparing to burst, as you feel his balls smashing mercilessly on your ass.
"Satoru- s'good-" you mumble, your back arching harshly when you feel him reaching your forgotten clit, pressing it gently with his finger. That immediately does the trick.
Your whole body shakes underneath him, your jaw clenches painfully while you seize the most powerful orgasm you've ever had. Tears stream down your face uncontrollably, your throat aches from how much you have been screaming.
"Yes, yes, just like that- fuck!" Satoru shouts, and with a few more thrusts, he finds his release, spurting his hot cum deep inside your pussy, both of your liquids mixing with one another.
As he lets go of your ankles, you separate your legs and let him crush you underneath, both of your chests rising erratically, the sound of Satoru's heartbeat vibrating on your skin.
Neither of you does anything for a while, you're both savoring the moment, listening to each other's breathing and trying to come back to the real world.
It's only after a few minutes that you feel Satoru moving, as you watch him shift his body on the mattress, pulling you by your arm so you can rest your head on his chest. You raise your head up to look at him, a soft smile plastered on his face.
"Hey." he whispers, moving some strands of your hair away from your face.
"Hi." you reply, your cheeks blushing at the thought of what you two just did.
Satoru notices it and chuckles, pulling you closer to embrace you in a tight hug. You snuggle your face inside the crook of his neck, smelling his sweet scent, now mixed with sweat and sex.
"Uhm.." Satoru clears his voice, glad you are not able to look at his flushed cheeks "I hope this made up for our first time."
His words make you giggle uncontrollably, making you think back of how clumsy Gojo was back then. You place a little kiss on his neck, brushing your nose on your skin.
"It definitely did."