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My Gamer Wife

Miyawaki Sakura x Male Reader

Sequel to King of Oshiri

Tags: A2M, anal creampie, (lots of) anal, asshole fingering, birthday, couch sex, cum on glasses, dildo, full nelson, gamer girl, gape, hotwife, joysticks (literally and figuratively), livestream, losing a bet, pile driver, sex on camera, (lots of) squirting, video games

Word count: 5779

In many ways, Sakura is the perfect wife. She gives you all the attention you need, invites her friends to have fun with you, and always does everything she can to satisfy you.

Except when it comes to those damn video games.

"Happy birthday, baby girl," you said to Sakura, but she ignored you. Once she put on those headphones and started playing games, it was over; she would not listen to anyone in her vicinity. Sakura was truly addicted to gaming, more than she was to you.

Sakura began her birthday livestream, saluting the massive audience she had earned over the course of her career and that now followed her gamer girl ventures. You looked at her, yet she was more worried about beating her high score in Overwatch than anything about you until she finally decided to switch that.

"Hubby, wanna play some games with me?" Sakura asked you. "Sure," you answered her, even though her obsession with gaming many times irritated you. You grabbed another joystick, even though the gap between your and her gaming skills was so massive all that was going to happen was her humiliating you in front of a huge online crowd.

"Yes," Sakura cheered as she easily defeated you. "Come on," you said, getting angry as your wife destroyed you. "Don't get angry, hubby; you just have to try harder," Sakura told you. "What are we even playing for? We should be celebrating your birthday, just you and I, none of that gaming bullshit," you told her.

"So you need an incentive, huh?" Sakura said. "My hubby really doesn't know how to play games; he needs an incentive," she continued, addressing the audience. "Guys, I'll be back soon; maybe he'll have an extra incentive once I return," she continued as she exited the frame. You looked at the messages in the livestream, all wanting you to get out and begging for Sakura to come back.

Sakura indeed came back, wearing a pair of glasses, a slim top, and gym shorts that made her look extremely hot while barely covering her bottom. "So, guys, I decided to have a bet with my hubby," Sakura said. "If I win, I get to fuck his ass, but if he wins, he gets to fuck my ass," Sakura said, shaking her cheeky butt to the camera. "I guess that's a bet I can accept," you tell your wife.

You and Sakura play a head-to-head match, her shaking her ass in front of you as a distraction. "You're obstructing my view," you tell her. "Am I?" Sakura asks as she delivers you a killer blow. "Are they crazy?" one comment asks. But you stay committed, taking Sakura's ass out of your sight.

But Sakura doesn't seem to get the memo, sitting on your lap to distract you while you two keep playing. "Come on, Kkura, can you fucking behave? There are lots of people watching; if you don't, I'm gonna shut this stream down and fuck your ass right now," you tell her. "That's not the deal we signed, hubby," she answers you.

But you manage to prevail even amidst Sakura's distractions, defeating her in a gaming battle for like the first time in ages. "Looks like my incentive paid off; he always loses to me, but as soon as my ass was on the line, he played like never before," Sakura says. "She lost on purpose," one comment says, unmasking Sakura's little facade.

"Ok, I won now. I think you should end this stream and fuck me. Your fans are probably finding it weird that you're talking about sex in the middle of playing those video games," you tell Sakura. "Not so fast, hubby, you won the bet, but today is my birthday, so I'm the one who dictates how you fuck me in the ass," Sakura answers.

"And how are we gonna do that?" you ask Sakura. "In front of all this audience, I want them to see how wild we are together," Sakura says. "Is she really gonna fuck him live on camera?" one comment asks, still in disbelief.

Sakura grabs the joystick and starts grinding on your lap, hitting higher scores the faster she moves. "Seems like she loves to play when horny," a comment says as Sakura keeps moving her hips, moaning softly as you grab her waist while she plays; keep the things going for a while. "Pull my shorts down," she tells you as you oblige, leaving Sakura wearing just a thong at the bottom of her body, showcasing her not so long but still beautiful legs.

Sakura hides the bottom of both your bodies, bringing a blanket that was on the side of the couch as you pull your pants down. She moans and makes moves that look like she's bouncing on your cock but lets the audience guess whether it's true or not. "Is she riding his dick?" one comment asks as Sakura moans.

"Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh," Sakura continues to softly moan and bounce; you grab her ass as she keeps performing for the cameras, moving your hips to thrust upward into her pussy. "FUCK," Sakura moans, almost dropping the act as you hit deeper in her pussy but staying composed and scoring new highs at the game.

Sakura removes the blanket, showing your cock was inside her pussy this whole time. "Ahhhh, ahhhh, fuck me, fuck me, hubby, oh my god," she moans as she rides your cock in front of the online audience for a bit, you spanking her ass shortly after to signal you're done.

Sakura gets on her knees and sucks your cock. "Time for some live blowjob," she tells the audience, jerking and sucking your cock off like a truly professional slut, making loud noises doing so. "Oh my fucking god," you say as she deepthroats your dick and spits all over it.

You slap your cock in Sakura's face, her making crazy expressions for the audience watching while sucking your cock. "You're such a loud bitch," you tell her as you grab her hair and fuck her face, putting your shaft on the side of her cheeks while she dives to suck your balls.

"Hubby, sit down; I want to see you doing a challenge," Sakura says. "What kind of challenge?" you ask her. "Here, grab the joystick while I suck your big joystick. Let's see how well you can do with your wife blowing you off in front of a crowd," she says.

"I'm so wet right now, so turned on," Sakura says as she pulls her thong to the side and fingers her pussy before diving down to suck your cock. "Oh my God. You're fucking insane for doing this, you know?" you ask her. "Yes, I'm insane for that big nice cock," Sakura says.

"I can't wait to have it inside me again, especially in my ass," Sakura says as she bobs her head harder on your cock. "You're getting quite distracted, not paying much attention to that game right now, are you?" Sakura asks, ramping up the intensity of her blowjob.

"You're really losing your concentration, hubby, aren't you?" Sakura asks. "You really have the best cock ever," she continues, moving her head even faster on it. "I'm gonna get this cock nice and wet to fuck me; it's going to slide so easy in my pussy, baby," she says, moving like crazy on it, deepthroating your shaft countless times as your concentration goes further away.

Sakura can no longer resist her urge, sitting her pussy on your cock and blocking your view. "Oh, I love using that cock so much," she says, rubbing her pussy as she goes back to riding it. "Oh right there, that's what I fucking want, your big fucking cock inside me, hubby, yesss, make me cum, let me use it," Sakura says.

"I'm so horny now, oh fuck," Sakura moans as she picks up the speed riding your cock. "I think you're gonna have to choose, hubby, this video game or my pussy, because I'm gonna keep riding you, yeah, yeah, yeah," she says. "Oh fuck," Sakura moans as she spins on your cock. "OH YES, OH YES, OH YES," she loudly moans, letting her audience know how good she's feeling.

"You're doing good in that game; it turns out my pussy is a great incentive for you, hubby," Sakura says. "I guess I need to bounce harder," she continues, doing just what she vowed to do.

"Give me this," Sakura says as she picks the game controller from your hands and delivers another wonderful display of gaming. "She might be the best gamer in the world when she gets a big joystick up in her pussy," someone in the chat comments.

"OH YEAH, OH YEAH, OH SHIT," Sakura screams as she squirts hard while reaching another high score. "Damn, she's got a whole fountain in her pussy," someone comments. She lies on the couch and lets you eat her pussy while she keeps playing. "Oh yes, hubby, taste those juices; I love when you do that to me," she says.

Sakura squirts all over your face. "Oh yeah, don't stop, baby, lick that pussy," she begs as you dive all over it, paying special attention to her meaty clit. "Oh my god, yes, that's perfect; you're doing so good, hubby," Sakura says as she almost drops the controller. "Oh fuck, oh yeah, yeah, I'm gonna keep playing; push me to the next level," Sakura begs.

Sakura sits on your face, performing a 69 while still playing. You put a couple of fingers in her asshole, prompting her to immediately react. "AHHHH," she screams. "Calm down baby, this prize is for later," she then says, before going back to bob her head on your cock.

"You like that, don't you?" you ask Sakura as you put your middle finger deeper in her anus. "AHHHHH," Sakura moans. "That's all I need to know," you tell her as you keep eating her pussy and fingering her butthole, Sakura answering by choking hard on your cock while playing with the controller. "Oh shit," you groan. "Oh my god," she groans.

"Take those shorts off," you tell Sakura as you increase the pace of the finger-fucking in her asshole. She obliges, leaving you just with your t-shirt while she stays, sucking your cock and massaging your balls. "Fuck, baby," Sakura says as she bounces her ass in your face and her head on your cock, you tonguing her pussy hard.

Sakura rides you in reverse now, you now placing your thumb in her asshole while she bounces on your cock. "Oh, I'm so wet, yes, yes, that's so good; put that finger up in my ass," she begs. "Oh, that ass feels so fucking tight," you tell her as she continues to ride, choking her and slapping her face. "My wife is such a fucking whore," you say to her.

Sakuke claps her cheeks against your hips. "OH, IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD BOUNCING ON THAT COCK," she screams. "PUT YOUR FINGER IN THERE," she begs as you match her ride by spanking and finger-fucking her ass. "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH," she moans, spreading her legs and letting you thrust up. "FUCK HUBBY, FUCK THAT PUSSY, AHHH," she continues to scream.

"I love bouncing up and down on that cock," Sakura says as she moves faster than ever, you grabbing and spanking her butt. "YES, BABY, FUCK," she screams again before pulling out of your cock and sucking it a bit.

Sakura pulls a lever and unfolds the couch, lying her body in a vertical position with her ass up. You spank your wife's beautiful butt as she keeps playing the game, spreading her cheeks and massaging them as you tongue her pink asshole and spit on it.

"Ohhh baby, you can't distract me," Sakura says as you focus on eating her ass. She moans loudly as you tongue her fuckholes. "That's why I lost that bet on purpose," she tells you as she shakes her ass in your face. "I could tell," you answer her.

"You love this ass, don't you, honey?" Sakura says as she bounces it in your face, shaking it up and down and left and right. "Get in there with your tongue," she says, putting her ass up. "Honey, I'm so fucking horny," she says.

You tease Sakura, rubbing your shaft between her cheeks, much to her enjoyment. "Oh yes, rub that cock in my cheeks," Sakura says. Soon, you poke your cock in both her entrances, taking it back in her pussy. "Oh yeah, oh fuck," Sakura moans as you bang her in the prone position, her asshole winking for you. "OH SHIT, IT FEELS SO GOOD IN MY PUSSY," she moans as you thrust into it, her moving her ass to meet it.

"Fuck that pussy, hubby, AHHHHH," Sakura begs as you start clapping her cheeks. You kiss her as she smiles. "Your dick is so good inside me," she says as you tease her, playing with it by putting it in and out of her pussy before mounting on top of her.

Sakura puts herself in a fetal position on the couch, spreading her legs for you to enter her pussy in missionary position. "Oh my Gosh, baby, your cock is so big in my pussy," Sakura moans as you fuck her. She closes her eyes and lets you give her the pounding.

"Oh, hubby. I can feel your cock ready to cum at any moment," she says. "Please, baby, cum in my face," Sakura begs. "You want my cum, you fucking gamer whore? Then beg for it harder," you tell her. "Please, please, hubby, paint those glasses white," Sakura says, driving you crazy as you quickly pull your cock out of her and unleash a giant load in her face, her kissing your cock.

"We'll be back for act two soon, guys," Sakura says to the audience as she heads towards the bathroom, taking a selca and sending it for the chat before cleaning her glasses. After a while, you follow her, taking her from behind and putting a finger up her anus. "AHHHHH," Sakura suddenly screams. "My wife is so slutty; she really made me have sex in front of an online crowd on her birthday," you tell her.

"And by the looks of it, you are ready to fuck my ass in front of that crowd, hubby," Sakura says as you massage her butthole. "OH MY GOD, FUCK," she screams as your fingers run all over her asshole. "Oh yes, hubby, right there, prepare that asshole for your big cock," she says.

Sakura returns to the living room, and you are playing video games like nothing happened. "You want to fuck my ass now, hubby?" she asks. "Of course, you fucking bitch, you promised me," you answer her. "You're gonna get it, but only after I tell you," she says.

"First, you're gonna let me play some games with that joystick, Sakura said. "Sit on the floor for me," she ordered as you obliged. Sakura then started massaging your cock with her pair of pink socks, moving her feet up and down your long shaft while she played her game. "I'm working two joysticks at the same time, boys," she told her livestream audience.

"You like that, hubby?" Sakura asked as she continued to perform the footjob, quickly getting your cock back hard. "Yes, I love that," you answered. Sakura made things spicier, pushing her top up once again and showing her tits out to the audience before taking her panties completely off, getting herself fully naked for the first time.

As you pull Sakura's panties down, you bend her over in one of the couch's arms. "I know you're eager for it, hubby, taking that cake on your wife's birthday," Sakura says. Both of you get completely naked. You give her asshole a little licking and spitting before shoving your cock in it. "AHHHH, HOLY SHIT," she moans. "You asked for that big dick in your ass; don't back down now," you tell Sakura, tying her arms behind her back.

"OH MY GOD, FUCK," Sakura screams as you drill her asshole. "You like that, bitch? Getting fucked in the ass while broadcasting it live to your gamer followers?" you ask her. "YES, YES, YES, YES," she moans, grinding her teeth as you attack her ass hard.

"AHHHHHH," Sakura screams as you spank her butt. "Oh my God, you're so fucking deep in my ass, stretching me so fucking good," Sakura moans. "Deeper, deeper," she keeps begging. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, YES," she then starts screaming once you hit it hard.

"Such a good whore," you tell Sakura as you spank her ass one more time. She laughs as you finger her wet cunt while pounding her asshole. She looks at you with naughty eyes, getting close to you to give you kisses. "GIVE ME THAT FUCKING DICK, FUCK YES, OH MY FUCKING GOD," she moans as you drill her asshole harder than ever.

"RIGHT THERE, BABY," Sakura tells you. "Cum for me," you command as Sakura's butthole clenches around your cock, signaling her anal orgasm is close. "AHHHHH," Sakura squirts all over the couch as you make her cum. "Fuck, that was so good," she says.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Sakura moans loudly as you get deep in her ass; more spankings follow. At this point, she's forgotten about those videogames, barely able to reach to grab the controller. "OH MY GOD, HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE SO FUCKING DEEP," she screams as the anal pounding keeps going.

You put Sakura in a spooning position on the couch, ready for another round of anal drilling. "Right there, nice and slow," your wife whispers as you wrap your arms around her, teasing her asshole by going in and out of it. You lift her leg, taking it very slow as you massage her pussy. "Yeah," Sakura moans.

"OH MY GOD YOUR COCK IS AMAZING," Sakura screams as you pick up the pace. You admire the gape in her asshole as you put a pair of fingers in her cunt, Sakura reacting with out-of-breath moans as you resume drilling her butt. Your balls clap hard against her ass. "OH FUCK BABY, THAT FEELS GOOD," she moans, kissing you.

"My ass is all yours, hubby; stretch it out, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH," Sakura says as she gets in a fetal position sideways. "I love that so much," she says. "Let me taste my ass," Sakura begs, you pausing the fucking a bit to let her bob her head on your cock again, taking advantage of it and thrusting upwards, which only makes Sakura go crazier and dive for your balls.

"Put it back, baby," Sakura says as she goes back to the spooning position. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, DON'T STOP," Sakura says as she enjoys the hard pounding you give her on the couch. "What do you like more, those stupid video games or my cock deep in your ass?" you ask her. "Your cock in my fucking ass, always, hubby," she answers.

"Oh, it feels so deep," Sakura says as she goes back into a bouncing position, massaging her pussy as she sits on your cock. "Oh baby, I love this so much; your cock feels so good in my asshole," she says. "Right there, baby, right in that fucking hole," she continues to beg.

"Oh baby, what are you doing?" Sakura asks as you wrap your hands between her legs. Quickly she realizes what it is as you lift her legs up in the air, ready to pound her ass in a very submissive full nelson. "FUCK BABY, AHHHHHH," Sakura moans as you hammer her ass like crazy. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH BABY," she screams as her ass gets drilled at a very hard speed.

"Yes, baby, stretch me open like that, fuck yeah," Sakura smiles as she gets pounded into submission, fingering her cunt despite being wrapped in a full nelson. "Oh, it feels so deep; I love when you fuck me that way," she tells you as you free her, letting Sakura taste her ass from your cock once more while fucking her face as she tries to deepthroat you.

"Get them," Sakura says as you grab the video game controller back, she watching you get great scores while she jerks your cock off. "Looks like you got some great motivation," she says as she keeps sucking your cock. "Oh my God," you groan, Sakura grabbing the controller and playing the game while she savors your cock.

You put Sakura back in a fetal position on the couch, this time standing up as you get ready to fuck her more. You give a couple of thrusts in her pussy to tease her. "Oh, it's so good," she says before switching to her asshole. She carves her fingers deep in her cunt as you fuck her. "Just like that, baby, pound that ass," she begs as you now play with her cunt, fisting your whole hand inside it while you destroy your wife's ass.

You place your thumb in Sakura's mouth for her to taste her pussy while also playing with her tits as the anal pounding continues. She closes her eyes and spreads her butthole with her hands, showing you the ever-growing gape you deliver to it. "Keep it open for my cock," you tell her.

"I can spend all day getting that ass fucked in front of my fans," Sakura says. "Like the slut you are," you tell her, choking her neck as you fuck her ass faster. "OH MY GOD," Sakura screams, the gape in her asshole growing larger and larger. "Keep fucking my ass like that, hubby, please," Sakura begs as you play with her whole body.

"Give it to me, baby; don't stop fucking that ass," Sakura begs, grabbing the controller and scoring another big kill just as you destroy her ass. "OH SHIT," she screams. "You want fucking more, you gaming whore?" you ask Sakura. "Of course I do," she says.

You put Sakura in a mating press position, pounding her as you firmly stomp your left foot in the couch. "Oh, that's hot," Sakura says. "Damn, they are doing some hentai shit," someone comments as the camera captures the perfect angle of your cock penetrating Sakura's butthole at a straight angle, hard and deep.

"OH YEAH, OH YEAH, DESTROY MY ASS," she begs, you two sharing kisses while her asshole gets obliterated. You attack it harder than ever, Sakura losing her breath as your cock hits the depths of her asshole while you kiss her. "I find it so hot when you fuck my ass like that," she says as you groan with her tight butthole squeezing your cock out.

"Show your fans how large your gaping asshole is," you tell Sakura, putting her pink anus in close sight of the stream camera and playing by putting your cock in and out of it. "OH YES, BABY, FUCK, THAT'S SO HOT," Sakura moans. "She should do this more often," someone comments.

You put Sakura on the top of the couch, pushing the camera in your direction. "Oh yeah, keep fucking me, hubby," Sakura begs as your cock takes multiple deep stabbings in her asshole. Her body jiggles as Sakura tries to keep her balance while spreading her legs wide open. "Yes, pound my fucking ass, baby. FUCKKKK, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT," Sakura screams as you quickly change the pace.

You make Sakura deepthroat your cock, making it wetter for another session. "Yes, put it back, right in my ass, fuck," Sakura begs and gets it, you alternating between hard and deep thrusts. "You're so good, hubby, fucking your wife right in the ass on her birthday, yesss," Sakura says.

"Oh yes, baby, touch my pussy just like that," Sakura begs as you penetrate her ass and pussy at the same time, your cock and your fingers in perfect sync. "Damn, that's so hot," someone comments as the livestream audience keeps growing the harder you fuck your hot, needy gamer wife. "OHHH FUCK, DON'T FUCKING STOP," Sakura begs, both your cock and fingers deeper and deeper in her holes.

"I'M GONNA CUM AHHHH," Sakura screams as she unleashes a massive gush of squirt into the camera. "Damn, she's getting it all wet," a comment says. "Squirt for me, baby, show how much of a whore you are for this cock, entertain your audience," you tell Sakura, making her squirt a few more times. "Damn, she's got a whole geyser in her pussy," someone says.

"Let's get to the floor," you command to Sakura, who quickly gets upside down with her legs over her head, spreading her butthole for you to enter again. Quickly you penetrate Sakura in a pile driver position, Sakura with her head on the floor as you keep stretching out her asshole. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE," she begs as she fingers her cunt for the audience.

"Fucking take that ass, baby," Sakura says to you as she zooms the camera into the action, capturing your cock going in and out of her butt perfectly. "Look how thirsty her pussy is," someone comments as you put your finger back in her clit and she suddenly starts to squirt. "FUCK, IT FEELS SO GOOD," she moans to the camera, her legs spread wide open almost as if she were like her groupmate Kazuha as you fucked her balls deep.

"Keep fucking that ass until you fucking cum," Sakura begs as your cock bulges under her belly, her tits bouncing as your thrusts get harder and harder. You stretch your body all over the couch, now occupying the entire camera frame as

Sakura gets pounded hard, her head smashing to the floor with your thrusts.

You take a little break and bring a real-sized dildo toy, shoving it into Sakura's ass and showcasing her massive gape to the camera. "Yes, hubby, show them my pink butthole," Sakura begs as you zoom deep into her anal cavity. After a couple of thrusts with the dildo, you feed it in her mouth for Sakura to taste her ass while you fuck it, muffling her moans in the toy while the real thing destroys her pink anus.

"I want to taste my ass from your cock too," Sakura says, and you promptly oblige, shoving your cock in her mouth while she plugs the dildo back in her butt. "It's going really deep; it looks like I stretched it out quite well already," you say to her as you fuck her face before getting back up and thrusting the dildo in her ass.

"Which one do you prefer, my cock or the dildo?" you ask Sakura. "I like any of them, as long as they are fucking my ass," she answers you. "Then let me do it more," you tell her, replacing the dildo with your cock while Sakura spreads her ass.

"OH YEAH, JUST LIKE THAT, RUB MY PUSSY, HUBBY, AHHHH," Sakura moans as she puts her legs completely over her head. "I didn't know you were flexible like that," you tell her. "Let's say my friend Zuha taught me a thing or two about that," she answers.

"GIVE IT TO ME, FUCK ME BABY," Sakura begs as she's completely pinned to the floor. You turn around, smashing her as viewers get to see your ass while you fuck Sakura's, her legs now over her head as she moans like the good Japanese whore she is. "You like your hubby's big cock deep in your fucking slutty ass?" you ask her. "Hell yeah," she answers.

"HMMMM, AHHHH, OH FUCK," Sakura moans as she fingers her cunt, giving the viewers another wonderful squirt show. "Look at her pussy exploding," someone says as she keeps squirting. "YES, HUBBY, POUND MY FUCKING ASS, AHHHH FUCK," she screams as another gush of juices hits the camera, you toying with her asshole, going in and out of it.

Sakura puts a pair of fingers in her asshole and stretches it out. "Keep it open," you tell her. "Yes, hubby, take it; you won the bet; you can fuck that ass all day if you like," she begs as the gape in her asshole only grows larger and larger.

"I sure aren't done with it," you tell Sakura, grabbing a pillow and lying on the floor. "Sit on that dick and show your audience how much of a whore you are for it," you command to her as Sakura quickly impales her already stretched-out ass on your cock.

Sakura moves up and down, showing her beautiful oshiri to the audience as she bounces on your cock. You give her no rest, pumping it from down low. "OH YES, FUCK ME LIKE THAT," Sakura begs as you thrust like crazy, giving her no second to breathe, grabbing and spreading her ass.

"JUST FUCKING USE MY ASS, HUBBY, OH MY FUCKING GOD, PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME, PLEASE MAKE ME CUM," Sakura begs as you drill her ass like a madman. "Damn, he's really wrecking her," someone comments. "SHIT," Sakura screams as you spank her butt. Tying her arms behind her back, she tries to react and bounce on your cock, but you keep relentlessly attacking her ass, grabbing her body in your direction and using her like a fucktoy.

"Come on, you fucking slut, you said you wanted this," you tell Sakura, giving her another hard spanking. "He's turning her cheeks really red," someone says. Sakura obliges, bouncing as hard as she can on your cock, using your thighs as a support as she rides. "OH FUCK, GOSH," she then screams as you keep pumping, reaching to grope her tits while doing so.

You and Sakura keep dueling with each other, but you ultimately come out on top despite being on the bottom. "HOLY SHIT," she moans again as your hands are all over her tits and your big cock is all over her butthole. "I'm so blessed to have a slutty wife like you, Kkura," you tell her as Sakura just turns into your free-use anal toy, your cock hitting her ass deeper than ever.

"YES, FUCKING SPANK ME, HUBBY, AHHHH," Sakura begs as you print the palm of her hands all over her butt. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Sakura screams, your thrusts trying to make her lose her balance. "Damn, he's fucking the shit out of her," someone comments.

"Smile for the camera," you tell Sakura, turning her body around and showing it to her fans as you fuck her ass. She grinds her teeth as her perky nipples bounce. "SHIT," she curses again, your thrusts being so hard she's almost levitating, her fingering her pussy. "OH MY GOD, FUCK, FUCK, YES, YES, YES," she screams as her cheeks get clapped.

"Just fucking use my ass," Sakura begs, putting both fingers in her cunt, ready to squirt again as you pound her butt into oblivion. You reach from behind and start finger-fucking her cunt. "PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME, PLEASE MAKE ME CUM, AHHHH," Sakura begs, you spanking her perky tits as she starts to close her legs, rolling her eyes and shooting another geyser of squirt into the camera.

"AHHHH I'M CUMMING," Sakura announces as her pussy turns into a juicy fountain one more time. You grab her neck as she squirts, Sakura bouncing on your cock as she keeps emptying all the juices on her pussy, grinding hard and showing how much of a whore she is.

Sakura sits back in the couch as you cuddle her with kisses, never keeping your hands out of her throbbing, squirting pussy, jerking your cock off in anticipation for one more round. "Keep stretching that ass; don't fucking stop, yes, yes," she begs for you as you thrust into her on the couch, groping her tits. "PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T STOP, FUCK," Sakura continues to beg, you clapping her clit while you clap her cheeks.

"Keep going, nice and deep," Sakura says as you grab the camera to show her reactions while you fuck her ass. "Look at her tits bouncing; she is begging for that cock," you tell the audience. "Just keep using me, yes," Sakura says, losing her breath after near an hour of fucking on camera, you hitting her face and choking her neck. "I'm gonna give this fucking slut the proper treatment she deserves for you to watch," you tell me as the livestream keeps getting record numbers.

"YES, YES, FUCK, FUCK, POUND MY FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Sakura turns into a screaming mess. You pause a bit to massage her cunt. "Squirt for them," you tell her. "AHHHHH," Sakura screams as you make her cum, going back into her pussy as you choke her.

"Use that asshole, make it all yours, hubby; just use it to make yourself cum," Sakura begs as she fingers her pussy. "I'm your fucking slut, hubby," she says. "Are you?" you ask her as you spank Sakura's face. "Yes, baby, give it to me; use my hot body for your pleasure," she continues as she smiles at you.

"Tell me, Kkura, where do you want my cum?" you ask her. "Deep in my fucking ass, please, please, fill me up, cum for me," she tells you as you continue to pound. It's been over an hour, and you're ready to bust inside your wife's loose butthole at any second.

"Oh fuck," you groan as your seeds start flowing out of your cock and painting Sakura's pink anal walls white; she smiles as she spreads her ass, letting your cum ooze out into the floor, spreading a good gape for her fans. "This is my birthday gift for my fans," she says.

"Sakura farts out your cum and licks it from the floor. "Let me taste your cum," she says, taking every single drop and making bubbles with it. "So yummy," she says as she swallows and then turns the camera off. "That's a good girl," you tell her just as the stream comes to an end.

"Fuck, that was so good; I had a lot of fun with this joystick," Sakura says. You spank her ass. "Fucking slut, you planned all of this shit," you tell her. "Of course I did; I love my hubby," she tells you. "We should do this again next year," you finish.

"For sure, and next time I'll bring some special guests to play video games with you," Sakura says.

"I can't wait."

Happy Sakura day to everybody. For it, I decided to do a sequel to what I consider to be my breakthrough fic, adding elements of another big fic of mine (Yuna's "Livestream") into the story, as Sakura gets to have an amazing hour of sex on camera with her ass-obsessed husband.

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hey guess what im into these days

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How about a story of ALICE Sohee, tripleS Yooyeon and H2H Jiwoo, being your older sisters that took you to marry them, but the reader actually wants to be their husband

YOU'RE OUR HUSBAND NOW

Sohee,Yooyeon & Jiwoo x Male Reader

You didn’t think they were serious. Not when they dragged you out of your shared apartment in the middle of the night, not when Sohee winked and tossed a ring box into your lap, and definitely not when Yooyeon whispered in your ear that tonight, you were going to be theirs forever.

But now?

Now you were standing inside a private suite at a luxury resort, freshly “married” to all three of them in a private, barely-legal ceremony that might’ve been a little sketchy… if it weren’t for how much you wanted it.

“You’re really quiet,” Jiwoo purred, arms wrapping around your waist from behind. “Nervous, baby?”

You shivered.

Jiwoo’s voice was velvet—sweet, warm, and dangerous. Her hands slid up your chest slowly, possessively, pulling your shirt up inch by inch.

“I think he’s just being polite,” Sohee teased from the bed, now wearing a silk robe far too short to be modest. “He knows it’s rude to drool.”

“You didn’t even give him time to breathe.” Yooyeon chuckled, lounging beside her in a black lace camisole. “We didn’t marry him just to bully him. Well... not only.”

Jiwoo giggled at that, fingers brushing your stomach now.

“Three wives,” you mumbled. “I can’t tell if I’m dreaming or dead.”

“You’ll be gasping soon enough,” Sohee smirked, leaning forward, robe slipping to expose the swell of her chest. “C’mere, husband. Let your noonas take care of you.”

You barely made it to the bed before Sohee pulled you in for a deep, slow kiss. She tasted like strawberries and wine, soft lips moving against yours in lazy, sultry circles.

Her fingers tangled in your hair, tugging just enough to make you groan—and when you opened your eyes, Yooyeon was already beside you, trailing her nails down your chest.

“You’re so cute when you moan,” she whispered, pressing her forehead to yours. “Don’t hold back. Not tonight.”

Jiwoo was behind you again, running her hands over your back and hips, kneading your thighs, rubbing her lips against your neck.

“Let us love you properly.”

You didn’t even realize how naked you were until Sohee’s lips trailed from your mouth to your chest, then lower—licking, kissing, biting down gently.

“Jiwoo, help me hold his arms,” she grinned. “He’s twitching already.”

“Excited little husband,” Jiwoo hummed, her grip surprisingly firm as she pinned your wrists above your head, straddling your chest in just a lacy pair of black panties. “Sohee, make him beg.”

Sohee didn’t hesitate.

She wrapped her lips around your cock, slow and wet, her tongue curling perfectly along the underside as she bobbed her head—making obscene slurping sounds as she worked you deeper, deliberately messy.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, squirming under Jiwoo’s hold. “Sohee—noona, that feels—”

“I know, baby,” Sohee cooed, coming off with a pop before licking her lips. “I’ve been dreaming about this for weeks.”

Jiwoo ground down on your chest, moaning softly when your skin rubbed against the soaked fabric of her panties. She leaned down and kissed your cheek, voice like syrup:

“We all have.”

Yooyeon moved behind Sohee now, taking your cock in her hand and stroking it slowly while pressing kisses along your thighs.

“You’re already leaking,” she teased. “You’re not going to last, are you?”

“N-Noona, I—”

“Shhh.” Jiwoo’s fingers brushed your lips. “We’re taking turns.”

Sohee straddled your hips next, sinking down onto your cock with a shiver and a slow exhale.

“Fuuuck, I missed this,” she whispered, riding you in deep, slow rolls that made your stomach tighten. “Look at you… trembling already. You want to be a good husband, don’t you?”

You nodded frantically, gripping the sheets.

Sohee leaned in, tongue tracing the shell of your ear.

“Then let your wife use you.”

Yooyeon sat on your face while Sohee rode you—soft thighs squeezing your head, her slick folds smearing across your lips as she moaned and guided your tongue exactly where she wanted it.

“Good boy,” she whispered. “Keep licking. You’ll make me cum, won’t you?”

You tried. You really did.

But the way Sohee bounced on your cock, moaning your name with every slap of her thighs against your hips, made it impossible to focus.

You whimpered against Yooyeon’s pussy as your orgasm hit you hard—hips jerking, cum flooding into Sohee as she gasped and held herself down on you, shuddering.

“Yes, baby, yes, give me all of it—”

“God, he came so much,” Jiwoo whispered, watching your cock twitch inside Sohee. “But we’re not done.”

They gave you a minute. Maybe two.

Jiwoo didn’t waste time.

She guided you onto your back again and climbed on, sliding your still-hard cock into her warm, tight heat with a satisfied groan.

“You can still get hard after that?” she laughed breathlessly. “You really were made to be our husband.”

You moaned helplessly, barely able to think.

Jiwoo was slower than Sohee—deeper, more deliberate. She rolled her hips in perfect circles, hands splayed on your chest, watching your every expression like it was her personal show.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” you gasped.

“You’ll cum inside me too, won’t you?” Jiwoo whispered, leaning in, lips brushing yours. “Fill your wife like a good boy.”

You barely nodded before it hit you again—another orgasm, shorter but just as intense, your hips jerking as you spilled into her.

Jiwoo moaned, biting your lip, grinding down on your cock until you were twitching and dazed.

Yooyeon was the softest—but somehow, the most dangerous.

She kissed you as she slowly eased herself down on your cock, hands cupping your face.

“You’re beautiful like this,” she whispered. “All used up. All ours.”

She rode you gently, whispering sweet things, licking your lips, telling you how much she loved you—how lucky they were.

You were lightheaded, overstimulated, dizzy with how good it felt.

“Noona, I don’t think—”

“You can,” she whispered, clenching down. “One more for me. Please, baby?”

You couldn’t say no.

And when you came inside her, whining her name, Yooyeon kissed you softly and smiled.

Later—your head resting on Sohee’s thigh, Jiwoo spooning you from behind, Yooyeon playing with your hair—none of them spoke for a while.

Until Sohee grinned down at you.

“So, husband,” she whispered. “Think you can handle your wives every night?”

You blinked at her, still breathless.

“Only if we don’t do the wedding night thing every day…”

They laughed.

But the look in Jiwoo’s eyes said you weren’t off the hook.

Not yet.

You thought they’d let you sleep.

After they drained you dry, after you’d filled each of them once already, after your body twitched with overstimulation and your thighs stuck to the sheets from the sheer amount of cum—all you wanted was rest.

But then Sohee slid her bare thigh across your waist again, brushing your still-sensitive cock.

“Still breathing?” she whispered with a teasing grin. “That means you’re still useable.”

You let out a soft groan, not even sure if it was protest or arousal. Your cock twitched pathetically against her skin.

“Ohhh, look at him,” Jiwoo said, crawling up beside you, slick from your previous load and grinning like a demon in the dark. “He’s hard again. That’s our husband.”

“Maybe we should reward him,” Yooyeon purred, her voice low as she leaned down and dragged her tongue along your chest. “After all, he did make all three of us cum.”

Sohee shifted up, lifting her hips as she grabbed your cock and gave it a few slow, tight pumps.

“But he didn’t see this view yet.”

And then she straddled you.

Reverse cowgirl.

Her ass—round, smooth, flushed from earlier—sat perfectly above your cock as she lined you up and slid down with a loud, wet sound that echoed in the room.

“Fuuuuck, baby,” Sohee moaned, rolling her hips slowly as her back arched. “You feel even better the second time.”

You stared—eyes wide, mouth dry—as her ass bounced against your thighs in long, punishing strokes. She leaned forward just enough to stretch, her spine bending like a dancer’s as she threw glances at Jiwoo and Yooyeon over her shoulder.

“Tell him how good he looks inside me,” she gasped, riding you faster now. “Tell our husband how much he makes me drip.”

Yooyeon didn’t hesitate.

She crawled up and kissed your cheek before whispering, “You’re throbbing inside her, baby. Look at how deep you are. You’re stretching Sohee out like you own her.”

Jiwoo moaned and grabbed your hand, sucking your fingers slowly before guiding them to her tits.

“Fuck, I wanna ride him next,” she muttered. “But I think he’s gonna blow.”

You were. Your hips jerked up as Sohee slammed down harder, her ass clapping against your skin. The wet squelch of her pussy wrapped around your cock had your head spinning.

“Cum,” she hissed, looking over her shoulder again. “Right now, baby. Fill me again.”

You groaned—loud, helpless—and spilled into her, your cock twitching wildly as she ground down and milked you for every drop.

But they still weren’t done.

You barely had time to recover before Yooyeon was between your legs, her lips wrapped around the tip of your cock while Jiwoo stroked the shaft beside her.

“Look at this mess,” Jiwoo muttered. “He came so much, it’s dripping out.”

Yooyeon moaned around your tip and pulled off with a pop.

“I want to taste all of it.”

You gasped, overstimulation kicking in hard as both of them leaned in—licking your cock from base to tip, tongues meeting, sharing the taste of you and Sohee mixed together.

“Fuck, fuck, please—” you whimpered, hands clenched in the sheets.

Jiwoo smiled darkly. “He’s shaking.”

“Good,” Yooyeon whispered, drool spilling from the corner of her lips as she kissed your tip. “He’s supposed to.”

Then they both took you in.

Yooyeon sucked the head while Jiwoo took the base—lips messy, saliva dripping, their tongues tangling around your shaft as they moaned into each other’s mouths.

It was sloppy. Filthy.

Yooyeon’s spit coated your cock, strings of it clinging to Jiwoo’s lips every time they pulled apart just to kiss each other again and swallow what they tasted.

“You belong to us now,” Jiwoo murmured, tongue dragging along your length before sucking your balls into her mouth with obscene noise.

“Forever,” Yooyeon added, lips wrapping tight again. “Every inch of you.”

You were dizzy.

Your cock was still hard—shiny, twitching, wet—and both their mouths moved in tandem, devouring you like you were their favorite dessert.

And then, somehow, you came again.

You moaned brokenly, hips bucking, cum shooting into their mouths—Yooyeon swallowing, Jiwoo licking the rest from your shaft like her life depended on it.

They lay beside you afterward, giggling, sticky, and proud.

Sohee leaned in from behind and whispered, “Still breathing?”

You couldn’t answer.

Jiwoo kissed your shoulder. “Still twitching. I think he wants another round.”

Yooyeon nibbled your ear. “You’re our husband now. We decide when the night ends.”

Your cock pulsed again.

They all laughed—soft, breathless, wicked.

And the night continued.

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The Convenience Store Princess

SORRY I DIDN'T EDIT THIS AT ALL THE REASON WHY, YEP YOU GUESSED IT, IT'S LATE AS I'M POSTING THIS. Sorry for any mistakes :D

All you needed was to go to the bathroom.

“Yes! More!”

Instead, you’re pounding this breathtakingly gorgeous woman against the counter of the deserted gas station convenience store.

“Yeah? You like that?”

The sound of your damp groin slamming against her juicy romp joins the thrum of the AC fighting the blazing summer heat.

“Yes! Fuck me harder!”

“What’s a beauty like you doin’ in such a place?” The woman’s face is pointed directly at a fan, her moans being distorted by it. Every thrust pushes her face closer to the fan, but with her eyes gently fluttered closed, she doesn’t notice. In the corner of your eyes, you can see how tightly she’s gripping the edge of the counter, her knuckles even more white than her already pale skin, her entire body rocking, responding to the ferocity of your thrusts.

“If I weren’t here, you wouldn’t be enjoying my pussy, would you?”

While that was certainly true, her respond didn’t give you any answers. Not that you particularly care anyway; she’s probably an employee at this location, but there’s probably no one here because it’s so far out of the way, and that is probably the very reason why she’s not wearing a work outfit. These are all things you’ve figured out in the first minute of stepping into the store, and the only thing that stopped you from quickly exiting after refreshing yourself in the bathroom is a warm smile and a friendly, “How do you do?”

So, being the polite guy you are, respond in kind. “Swimmingly.”

“Staying cool out there? Why not grab a drink?”

Her beaming smile crawled your pace to a standstill. You were in a rush, sort of … but that can wait a little, can’t it? “Wouldn’t want to fill up my bladder right after emptying it just now.”

“Is that so?” You nod, and before you can start to respond, she continues, “In a hurry, are you?”

“Goin’ home after visitin’ the parents over the long weekend.”

“Wife in the car?”

You shake your head. “No such woman to speak of.”

“I see.” There’s something magnetic about her. You can’t escape her pull, even with the remaining few hours still left in your drive home looming in the back of your mind. But this is refreshing—the hours spent by yourself, listening to the podcast you had downloaded for this specific drive was mind-numbing, so breaking it up with a pleasant conversation with an even more pleasant woman did well to break up that monotony. “Well, now that you’ve emptied your bladder in my restroom, why don’t you take the chance to empty your balls inside me?”

It takes you by surprise, so much so that you’re forced to do a double take, but the woman remains unflinching, maintaining that beaming smile at you. “Excuse me?”

“A nice, young, strong man like you, with no woman to take care of your needs, having held back from relieveing yourself for three long days due to the presense of your parents, I’m sure you’re backed up.” It’s true, but you’re frankly shocked to hear the words coming out of the otherwise pristine, proper, pure looking princess of the convenience store. “Do you want help with that?”

You let out a laugh. “Ma’am, are you asking me if I want to fuck you, right here and right now, against that—” you nod at the counter that she’s standing behind, “—counter?”

“Yes, I am.”

Bold of her to say, but you’re not one to say ‘no’ to such a delectable offering. “Well, if you’re offering, then…”

Which leads you to the current moment, with the woman’s shirt still on but her jeans and panties pooled at her feet, the chopped up sounds of her voice being filtered by the fan blowing into her face doing nothing to lessen the arousal seeping from her voice.

“You’re not supposed to be working?”

“I’m seeing to my customer’s needs, aren’t I?”

You laugh at that. “You certainly are.”

You can tell with your own eyes that the woman has a thin frame, but feeling just how small her waist is in your hands is another story. You feel like, if you really tried, you might be able to just barely encircle her entire waist with your two hands. It’s this quality of her waist that makes her ass, which normally might look small on any other woman, appear so good. It also has a springy quality to it that’s satisfying to smack against; in fact, her entire body is surprisingly sturdy for how skinny she is.

“And the cameras?”

“They don’t work. No one comes here, anyway.” She may not have much in the chest department, but she more than makes up for it in the tightness her pussy provides. You know you aren’t the biggest, but she certainly makes you feel massive; every moan she lets out deepens your arousal, and every expletive she lets out balloons your ego. “Fuck, you feel so big inside me…”

“Such a nice little pussy, shame to have it wasting away here in the middle of nowhere.”

“Why do you think they put me here?”

You don’t want to think too deeply about the revelation, so you say, “So you can whore yourself out to the first man that walks through those doors?”

“You have no idea how badly I’ve been needing this…”

The more you slam into her, the further in you are drawn into her. Her magnetic personality, how easy it is to talk to her, and now, her pussy that’s trying to keep your cock inside her as you’re pulling out and pulling you in as you shove your length back inside. And then, after a while, you realize how amazing the velvety-soft texture of her ass feels against your groin, and when you pause to grind against her, the woman lets out an even louder moan.

“Fuck, yes, just like that!”

“Have a name for me, babe?”

“Just call me IU.”

It’s a strange name, but you don’t question it. “You like it when I do that, IU?”

She nods frantically. “Yes, oh god, that feels so good!”

She’s arching her back into you, doing everything she can to grant you maximal access to her pussy, and you decide to take full advantage of that. Your hands lift her ass a little bit, leaving the only part of her feet touching the ground being the balls of her feet, and drill deeper inside her. IU lets out an even louder, higher-pitched moans, one that may very well put Ariana Grande to shame.

“Yes! Right there! Oh fuck! Yes! Please, more!”

You’re doing everything you can to obey her, but you’re feeling yourself reaching your limits.

“You love feeling my cock messing your insides up, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes, I love it so much!”

“You love it when I do this?” You thrust again, aiming for that sweet spot you just found, and the volume of her ecstatic scream tells you that you are right on the mark.

“Please! Oh god, I’m so close, I’m so close!”

You want to give IU her release, but you also feel your own coming up. In a convenience store, you’re sure you can probably find some condoms, but you weren’t so forward thinking when you were tearing your pants off to get into IU’s.

So, you instead elect to cheat.

“Fuck!” If you weren’t so incredibly close to the peak of your arousal, you might’ve found it funny, hearing such a high-pitched squeal filtered through the fan’s distortion. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

True to her word, almost as soon as she finished her warning, she came. Pretty violently, too: the first stream hit you right on the stomach, and as you continued to pump into her, the more her juices splash onto you, and the harder you have to fight your own orgasm. IU is certainly making it difficult, though; with how tightly her orgasming pussy is gripping your cock, with her head now tiled backwards and her voice no longer being filtered through the fan on the counter singing her ecstasy in all its natural, beautifully musical glory, with how hard she’s matching your every thrust by backing up into your crotch at the exact right moments, focusing solely on not exploding inside her is all you can do to stop yourself from doing exactly that.

When her climax finally subsides, you, with gritted teeth, pull out.

“Turn around.”

IU, hair dissheveled, half-basking in her post-orgasm glow, obeys, and when she sees you gripping your shimmering cock, bulging and red with anger, as if by instinct, she immediately drops to her knees.

“On my face or in my mouth?”

“You told me you’d let me empty my balls inside you.”

She grins, says, “good choice,” and then opens wide.

You don’t hesitate to stick your cock inside her waiting mouth, and it barely takes a few back-and-forth bobs of her head and swirls of her tongue before you erupt inside of her hot mouth, stream after stream of your hot semen hitting the back of her throat, filling her mouth to the brim and causing her slim face to bulge with your seed. When your orgasm subsides, you pull out and watch her swallow your load in one gulp.

“Hmmm…”

You had already began to reach for your pants, but hearing the hesitation in her voice and looking up to see how she’s eyeing your softening erection, you pause. “Hm? What’s wrong?”

“I was a bit disappointed when you pulled out, but partially relieved when you chose my mouth.”

“Is that so?”

“I did say I wanted you to empty your balls inside me, didn’t I?”

“I figured you didn’t want me to be cumin’ inside, is all.”

“Well, now you know.” It’s not a question what IU is trying to imply, especially with how her fingers are reaching for the hem of her shirt. You watch in awe as she brazenly throws her top off, and without a bra anywhere to be seen, IU is left in all her naked glory. “This time, you’ll cum inside?”

It takes some time to fully recover from your refractory period, but with much help from IU’s hands, and then her beautiful lips sealed tightly around your girth and her hot, tight mouth that attempts to harden your cock by pulling it straight out via suction, IU is on the counter, her legs wrapped around your waist while your cock is back inside her, buried to the hilt.

“Hmm, fuck…”

Her hands are resting behind her and her head is thrown back. You can see that she’s enjoying this as much as you are, but it doesn’t stop you from wanting more. Seeing those taut nipples sitting atop her modest bosom, you can’t help but bring your hands to them, first teasing the areola as you’re grinding against her, and then pulling and pinching at her nipples as your fatigue has been completely replaced with the full vigor of your renewed lust.

“God, oh my god, it’s been so long since a man has done this to me…”

Now that you have a better view of it, you can confirm what you’ve been picturing inside your head the first round: even IU’s sex face is exquisite in its beauty. Even with her toussled hair, with her gently closed eyes, with her parted lips, it all makes for a visual that would awaken desires inside the purest of men.

“In that case, I oughtta come by more often and give you the proper fuckin’ you deserve, huh?”

“I’d love that.”

You don’t think about the logistics of the proposal, how many hours it’d take just for a booty call, how you’re just fucking in public and just hoping that no one comes by to ruin the fun. All you can think about is IU’s pussy and her petit tits, in your hands and now between your lips, biting and pinching and pulling at the almond pleasure buttons on her chest.

“God, oh my god, that feels so fucking good.”

You can’t help but stare at her. You thought you preferred curvier women, but maybe you actually don’t. Maybe what you actually are more than willing to compromise that for someone so insanely beautiful that, even as she’s unabashedly drowning in pleasure, having released any inhibitions, if there even were any to begin with, and letting herself feel the ecstasy coursing through her body, she stays just as stunningly beautiful. And, the more you play with her tits, the more you realize how little of a tradeoff it even is: although they can’t fill your hands, they are still as pleasing to play with as boobs of larger sizes. What’s more, seeing IU’s reactions to your hands and your lips playing with her tits adds another layer of pleasure to it. Feeling her body rocking against yours, feeling her legs gradually tightening around your waist, feel her entire body tense as her climax approaches, you can feel your own body responding in kind.

“Yes! Fuck! More! I’m so close!”

This time, your climax hits first, but just barely. The feeling of your second, albeit thinner, load spilling inside her breaks her, and IU is sent tumbling into the chasm of her own orgasm.

“You wanted it, didn’t you?”

“Yes! Fuck, let it all out! Fill me with your hot, sticky semen!”

It takes a little bit longer for IU’s orgasm to subside, and when it finally does, the loosened grip of her legs around your waist allows you to pull out of her. You can see your freshly made creampie leaking out of her red, hot, bruised and battered hole.

“See? So much better, right?”

“Well, guess I gotta go visit my parents more often.”

IU smiles, resting peacefully atop the counter she’s supposed to be standing behind, completely unbothered by her nude state and by the cum trickling out of her pussy. “We’d all benefit from that.”

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bigcuck2024 · 26 days ago

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RENT IS PAID

Minnie X Male OC

The room smelled like warm laundry, candle wax, and the sweet rot of an untouched peach in the sink.

Minnie stood in front of the fan in her cutoff tank and cotton shorts, belly bare, shirt clinging to the slight curve of her breasts. She swayed in place, distracted by the heat, licking popsicle juice off her knuckle.

The knock startled her.

She opened the door without thinking—still barefoot, still sticky—and blinked up at Mr. Vega.

He didn’t speak right away. Just looked at her. His gaze dropped, lingered at the soft dip between her ribs and waistband.

Her arms instinctively crossed over her stomach. “Hi,” she said quickly. “Is it—? Oh.”

He stepped inside without asking. “It’s the twelfth, Minnie.”

“I know,” she said. She curled her toes on the carpet. “I—I haven’t gotten it yet. I will.”

He nodded slowly. His eyes didn’t leave her. “You always say that.”

“I’m trying, I swear.”

Mr. Vega looked around. Dirty plates on the windowsill. Crumpled receipt on the floor. He rubbed the back of his neck, then let that hand drop—too close, brushing the side of her hip. She tensed.

“There are other ways to settle a debt,” he said. “If you’re open.”

She blinked. “Like… chores?”

His lips curved. “Not exactly.”

Minnie swallowed. Her heart thudded a little faster. “I don’t—I mean, I can’t just…”

His hand grazed her stomach. Just fingertips. Light, like testing how far she’d let him go. She gasped—then froze.

“You’re real pretty, you know that?” His voice was low. “Always walking around like this. Teasing.”

“I—I’m not—” Her voice caught. She backed toward the kitchen counter. He followed.

“Minnie,” he said, quieter now. “I’m not going to make you do anything. But if you want help… real help... I’d want something honest.”

She couldn’t move. Couldn’t look away.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he murmured, brushing her side again. “Just think about it.”

She bit her lip, chest rising with shallow breaths. She didn’t say no.

She didn’t say yes, either.

“I am thinking,” she whispered.

His eyes flicked to her lips.

Her breath hitched. “Do people really do that?”

He stepped closer. “Sometimes.”

She didn’t move away.

Her fingers curled on the counter’s edge. “And if I did? What would you… want?”

His hand hovered at her waist again. “Just you. Like this.”

She looked down at herself—bare midriff, shorts low on her hips. Her stomach fluttered under his gaze.

“And if I say yes?” Her voice cracked.

“I’ll take care of it. All of it.” He touched her, firm now. Palm flat against her hipbone. “You just nod, Minnie. That’s all.”

She stared at him.

Then, slowly, she nodded.

The shift was instant.

His mouth was on hers—deep, hungry. One hand cupped her jaw, the other slid under her shirt, warm on bare skin. She gasped into him. His fingers splayed across her lower back, drawing her in until her hips pressed flush against him.

Her body answered before her mind could catch up. She arched into his chest, hands bunching in his shirt.

“You’re shaking,” he murmured.

“I’ve never…” Her voice vanished.

“I’ll be careful.”

He lifted her onto the counter. Her legs opened, unthinking. He stepped between them, hand tracing the inside of her thigh. She shivered, clinging to his shoulders.

His mouth dropped to her neck, lips grazing her pulse. “You still sure?”

Minnie nodded again. Barely. But she did.

“You’re still not saying anything,” he murmured, lips brushing her jaw.

Minnie’s breath fluttered. “I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t need to. Your body’s louder than words.”

He kissed under her ear and felt her shiver. His hands moved slowly—just fingertips now—along the bare skin of her sides, tracing the space between her top and shorts. He watched her eyes close.

“Sensitive, huh?” he said.

Her head dipped, cheeks hot. “I didn’t know I was.”

He chuckled. “That’s the best kind.”

His hands slipped higher, under the tank. Her stomach jumped under his touch. When his thumbs brushed just under her bra, she sucked in a breath.

“Uhm,” she whispered.

Mr. Vega grinned. He loved watching her like this—barely keeping up with the pace of her own arousal. Her legs tightened around him when his palms cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing slow over her nipples through the thin fabric.

Her head tipped back with a soft gasp.

“You’ve got no idea how pretty you are like this,” he muttered.

“I—God,” she stammered, “I didn’t think it’d feel like—”

He tugged her tank higher, let it bunch just above her chest. She didn’t stop him. His mouth lowered. Lips, then tongue, over her nipple. She jolted—then whimpered. Her hand reached for his shoulder, fingers clutching tight.

“Oh, God—Mr. Vega—”

“That’s right. Say it like that.”

Her thighs squeezed his hips. He moved down, kissing a slow line from her chest to the soft slope of her belly. Her shorts shifted with every kiss. Her breath hitched at every new inch of skin he uncovered.

He glanced up.

“You okay?”

Her eyes met his. Wide. Dark. Her mouth opened—but no words came.

She nodded.

“Good.” His voice dropped. “Because I’m not stopping now.”

He pressed his palm against her mound, over the fabric. Her hips jerked.

“Fuck—” she whispered.

He watched her face, savoring every twitch. “That mouth of yours finally woke up.”

“I didn’t know it’d feel like that,” she whispered, dazed.

He smiled. “It gets better.”

Mr. Vega hooked his fingers in the waistband of her shorts.

She tensed. Not resisting—just holding her breath.

He looked up. “Still good?”

She bit her lip and nodded once.

He slid them down slow, thumbs grazing her thighs as he went. The cotton peeled off her skin, inch by inch. Her legs trembled, knees falling wider apart without her meaning to.

“No panties?” he murmured, voice thick.

Her breath caught. “I—I was hot.”

He laughed softly. “You’re perfect.”

He let the shorts drop to the floor.

Then he stepped back. Just for a moment. Just to look.

Her bare skin in the light. Her legs open, feet dangling off the counter. Her chest rising in quick little breaths, shirt bunched up, nipples flushed and stiff from his mouth.

“Goddamn, Minnie.” His voice was almost reverent. “Look at you.”

She blinked, lips parted. “Don’t stare like that.”

“Why not?” He stepped between her knees again. “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”

He kissed her stomach first—slow, deep kisses. Then lower. She gasped when his tongue flicked just below her navel.

“You’re shaking again.”

“I can’t help it.”

“I don’t want you to.”

He traced his fingers along her inner thighs, watching every twitch, every flutter. She made a soft, helpless noise when his thumb grazed the top of her slit.

“You like being touched here,” he whispered.

She nodded frantically, mouth slack.

“I can see it.” He parted her folds, slow and careful. “You’re soaked.”

Her hips bucked. “Oh—!”

He leaned in.

Minnie’s hand flew to his hair the second his tongue touched her. She whimpered, legs wrapping tighter around his shoulders. Her heels dug into his back.

“Oh my God… oh—what are you—”

“You taste so good,” he said between strokes, voice vibrating against her. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever had.”

She moaned, head tipping back.

“Say it,” he murmured. “Say what I’m doing.”

“You’re… you’re licking me,” she gasped.

“Louder.”

“You’re licking my pussy—”

He groaned into her, tongue circling faster.

She fell apart.

Minnie still trembled on the counter, legs weak, breath ragged.

Mr. Vega stood between her knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes didn’t leave hers.

“You’ve never come like that before, have you?”

She shook her head, cheeks flushed. “Never.”

He smiled. “Good.”

Then his hand slid to the back of her neck.

“You ready to be good for me now?”

Her lips parted. “What do you mean?”

“I want to see that pretty mouth of yours do something else.”

Her breath caught again. “Oh.”

He stepped back just enough to unbutton his jeans. Pulled himself free—hard, thick, flushed at the tip. Minnie’s eyes widened.

“Get on your knees, sweetheart.”

She slid down off the counter, legs shaky. The floor felt cold under her feet. She knelt in front of him without being told twice. Her eyes flicked up to his.

He stroked himself once, slow, guiding her closer. “You ever done this before?”

She shook her head again. “Never…”

He grinned. “Good. Then pay attention.”

He touched her chin, lifted her face.

“Open.”

She obeyed.

“Wider.”

Her lips stretched around him as he pushed in—slow, firm, deliberate. Her tongue flattened instinctively, her jaw tense with effort.

“Just like that,” he groaned. “You feel that? That’s mine now.”

She made a small sound, startled and flushed.

“Look at me when you do it.”

Her eyes rose to his. Her hands steadied against his thighs.

He rocked into her gently, watching her take more. Her gag reflex fluttered once—he stopped, stroked her cheek.

“You okay?”

She nodded, mouth still full, drool slipping down her chin.

“Messy girl. I like that.”

She sucked harder. His hand tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm, low grunts spilling from his throat.

“You’re so fucking pretty like this. That mouth—.”

She hummed around him, proud, even as her eyes watered.

And when he tensed—gripping her tighter, breath stuttering—he pulled back just enough to finish on her tongue.

“Open for me,” he said, voice rough.

She obeyed, tongue out, mouth wide.

He looked down at her, breathless. “Good girl. Keep it there. Let me see you swallow.”

She did.

Minnie wiped her mouth, still kneeling, face flushed, chest rising in soft, unsteady breaths.

Mr. Vega looked down at her—shirt open, cock glistening from her lips, still half-hard.

“You’re not done,” he said.

She blinked. “I’m not?”

He hauled her up by the arm—gentle, but with no room for doubt. She stumbled into his chest, breath catching as he turned her and bent her over the counter in one smooth motion.

Her palms hit the cold laminate. She gasped.

“You gonna let me take you?” he asked, voice close at her ear, one hand gripping her waist. “Like this?”

She nodded. “Please—”

He tugged her back by the hips, shorts still tangled around her ankles. Her ass arched up for him, bare and soft and trembling. His cock rubbed along her slit—slick, swollen, aching.

“Look at you,” he muttered. “Dripping for it.”

She whimpered. “Just do it.”

He didn’t hesitate.

The head of his cock pressed against her entrance—slow, thick, stretching her inch by inch. She cried out, fingernails scraping the counter.

“Oh my god—he’s—” she gasped. “It’s so big—”

“Take it,” he grunted, pushing deeper. “All of it.”

Her body clenched tight around him, but she didn’t pull away. Her hips rocked back, desperate for more.

He bottomed out with a groan. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

She moaned—high, breathless.

Then he moved.

Long, deep thrusts—slow at first, letting her feel the weight of him inside. Her breath came in broken gasps, lips parted, drool slick on her chin. He gripped her hips hard, rhythm building, skin slapping skin.

“You feel that?” he growled. “That’s me fucking you. That’s rent. That’s mine.”

She couldn’t speak. Just nodded, moaned, shoved her ass back into him.

His hand came around, fingers finding her clit. She yelped.

“I want you to come again,” he said through gritted teeth. “All over my cock this time.”

Her whole body tensed—then bucked.

“Oh—fuck—I’m—”

She came fast, shuddering, crying out as her pussy clenched hard around him. He groaned, fucked her through it, pace turning brutal.

“Good girl. That’s it. That’s it—”

His thrusts grew wild—then sharp, then still.

He buried himself deep, hips pressed flush.

“Fuck—Minnie—fuck—”

She felt the heat of him inside, thick and pulsing.

They both collapsed against the counter, panting.

He pulled out slow, her legs shaking beneath her.

“Look at that mess,” he murmured.

She turned, cheeks pink, lips bruised, legs slick between the thighs.

“Are we… square?” she asked.

“Stand up,” he said, voice low but firm.

Minnie’s knees shook as he helped her off the floor. Her legs felt boneless, her mouth still wet from him, lips swollen. She didn’t speak. Couldn’t.

Mr. Vega turned her around, bent her over the counter with both hands.

She gasped. “Wait—what are you—”

“You know what.”

Her chest pressed to the cold surface. Her ass arched up, exposed. She tried to look back, but he was already behind her—one hand on her lower back, the other guiding himself against her slick entrance.

“I’ve never—” she breathed.

He leaned down, mouth at her ear. “You’re about to.”

She trembled under him. “Please… gentle. I don’t know if I can…”

“You can,” he growled. “You will.”

The head of his cock slid between her folds, wet with need and the mess from her mouth. He nudged in slowly—just the tip—and she tensed with a tiny, breathless cry.

“Oh—wait—”

He gripped her hips tighter. “You’re fine. Breathe.”

She did. Barely.

He pushed deeper. Thick, slow, stretching her inch by inch until her knees buckled and she whimpered into her arm.

“Too big,” she whispered. “I can’t—”

“Yes you can,” he murmured, fully buried now, still. “You’re taking it.”

She trembled under the weight of him. Her body struggled to adjust, gripping him tight. He didn’t move yet—just savored the feel of her around him, her warmth, the pulse of her breath.

“You feel that?” he whispered. “That’s me inside you. Every inch.”

She nodded, face against the counter, eyes wide and unfocused.

“Move,” she said softly. “I—just go slow…”

He pulled back, then slid in again, smoother this time. Her whole body jolted.

“Fuck—” she whimpered. “Too deep—”

“Take it,” he growled, thrusting deeper. “You’re made for this.”

Her fingers curled against the counter. Her voice was a breathy mess of whimpers and sharp exhales. Every time he bottomed out, she made that tiny, broken sound that made him grunt harder.

“God, you feel good,” he said. “Tight little thing. You’re gripping me like you don’t wanna let go.”

“I don’t know if I can come again,” she gasped.

“You don’t need to. This is for me now.”

He fucked her harder—rhythmic, deliberate, hand sliding around to grab her breast, thumb flicking her nipple. Her body jolted.

She moaned—loud and raw. “Mr. Vega—”

“You wanted to pay with your body,” he growled. “This is what that means.”

She nodded into the counter, whimpering with every thrust. He was all she could feel.

His breath grew ragged. His pace faster. Hips snapping into her with loud, wet slaps that echoed through the tiny apartment. Her legs shook violently.

And then—he slammed in, deep, stayed there.

“Fucking hell—Minnie—”

She gasped as he came, hot pulses flooding her, thick and warm inside her body.

They stayed like that, frozen—his chest on her back, breath ragged in her ear.

She didn’t speak. Just let the tremble take her.

Then he pulled out, slowly.

His hand slid down to her thigh, wet with him, slick and shining.

“Look at the mess you made me make,” he said, low and hungry.

He pulled out of her slowly, cock slick, her pussy fluttering from the stretch. His come trickled down her thighs, hot against her skin.

She didn’t move. Just lay slumped over the counter, arms limp, chest heaving.

Mr. Vega bent down and kissed the curve of her lower back. “Come on,” he said softly. “You’re not sleeping on the floor.”

He carried her to the couch like she weighed nothing. Laid her down gently, then stretched out beside her.

She blinked up at the ceiling, dazed. Her thighs still twitched from aftershocks.

He slid his hand down between her legs—lazy fingers parting her lips again, stroking her slick clit in slow, teasing circles. She flinched.

“N-no—too much,” she gasped.

He didn’t stop. Just kissed her temple, then her neck. “You’ll take it.”

Her body jerked under him, hips trying to twist away, but her clit throbbed against his touch. He watched her face.

“You’re still so wet,” he murmured. “Still open for me.”

Her hands fisted in the blanket.

Then his other hand came up—cupped her breast, warm and firm. He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She cried out, arching.

“M-Mr. Vega—”

“You like this,” he said against her skin, voice thick. “You’re too good not to.”

She was panting now, helpless. Legs falling open. Her hips lifted into his hand.

He didn’t stop.

Just circled her clit tighter, mouth flicking over her nipple until she shook beneath him again, mouth parted, eyes dazed.

Her body gave up a second time—softer, slower—her thighs twitching, pussy clenching around nothing.

He grinned.

Then whispered against her breast: “Rent’s paid.”

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