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melodyswoahs · 2 months ago

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heh I’ll have his babies 💔

ugh i need to drink with post-graduate suga i just know it would fix me >_>

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melodyswoahs · 2 months ago

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oh…!

BIG BEEFY MEN that cover your entire body once they settle on top of you. Not even that. Even if you're straddling him, sitting atop his hips with his big thighs settled between your own, he still towered over you, making you shrink beneath his much bigger frame.

His thick fingers were knuckle deep inside your wet pussy, squelching with each thrust of his fingers. The wet noise mixed with your sweet moans were like music to his ears, like a song that he wanted to replay over and over again, without ever getting tired of listening to it.

"Y'think you can handle a third?" With a nod, he managed to slip his ring finger in, snug inside your walls along with his index and middle finger. He was stretching you so good, without even using his cock. However, nothing could compare to the feeling of his fat length stretching you out and abusing your cervix.

His eyes were on you and your facial expressions, watching your face contort in pleasure, but also watching for any signs of pain or discomfort. His lips were gentle as they trailed down your throat, making way to your breast. His lips almost immediately wrapped around your nipple, his tongue encircling the pebble before he started sucking. As your head tilted down to look at him, you swore you could see a circle of spit around, and on, your nipple as he pulled away, glistening in the moon-lit room while he made himself busy with the other side.

Your head tilted back against the pillow, your body relaxing as he took pleasure in pleasing you. He was being gentle; despite his burly build. Soon enough, his lips continued to trail kisses down your figure, from your sternum to your abdomen, to your lower abdomen, till he was underneath the covers. His lips pressed against your pelvis, his calloused fingers caressing your thighs: up and down, until his arms wrapped around them, pulling you down the mattress and closer to him. Spreading you wide and open, his lips attached to your inner thighs, your left one, then your right one, then right back to your left one again. You could feel the sloppiness in his kisses, most likely already forming a bruise: a hickey— or hickies.

Slowly, yet surely, his kisses increasingly moved closer to your core. Being sprawled out for him, despite him being underneath the covers, was still nonetheless embarrassing, but he seemed to be in heaven. His face gently pressed between your folds, the tip of his nose pressing against your clit, as his tongue was already diving deep into your cunt, replacing his fingers that were once deep inside of you, curling up until they hit that soft, spongy spot that made you see the gates to heaven. You practically met God himself in that moment. Your fingers reached for his head, above the covers, further pushing him against your sopping wet pussy:To which he happily obliged. Groaning into your cunt, his tongue began to thrust in and out, before curling up to once again try and hit that spongy spot.

After a long day at work, all he wanted was to make his baby feel good. It was on his mind the entire day: On the couch, where he'd have you on top of him, straddling him as he guided your hips, making you ride him and bounce on his cock while he told you how pretty you looked, your tits bouncing in tandem with his thrusts, and your hips lifting only to slam back down on his erection. Or you on the bed, laying beneath him as his tip relentlessly kissed your cervix, bruising it in the process as his thrusts became deeper, harder, as your nails dug into his skin, leaving deep red marks on his back: Ones he weren't sure he would be able to hide the next day.

But right now, his tongue was the one fucking you, occasionally slipping out to slide between your folds, sucking, kissing, and licking on your clit, tracing small circles with his tongue. His tongue would slide back down to your clenching, aching hole, teasing it as he traced the entrance, only to slip the tip in. But once he heard a small "please" leave your lips, he shoved his tongue back inside. His arms wrapped around your thighs, with his hands holding the top of them, allowed him to rub small circles on your skin, as if he were comforting you while he continued to eat your pussy like a starved man. Like he didn't eat your pussy every night like it was his dinner before he went to sleep.

When he felt your thighs twitch and tremble beneath his grip, he didn't stop. Of course he didn't. His movements instead increased in speed and pressure, his tongue, as deep inside your cunt as it possibly could be, pulled out to lap at your sweet cunt. Soft sounds of his lips smacking against your wet pussy, his groans mixed with your own, his tongue licking and his lips sucking on your sensitive flesh filled the room. That was until you came with a loud, almost pornographic moan.

Not even then did he stop. He helped you ride out your high, his nose nuzzled against your pelvis as he kissed and sucked on your clit, his tongue gently and now slowly continuing to slide between your lips. Your thighs trapped his head in between them, trembling as you quickly became sensitive due to his relentless ministrations. But once he felt you relax, did he pull finally pull away. His chin wet and glistening with your cum and slick that was currently dripping down from his lips, to which he immediately scooped up with his index finger, collecting the combination of liquids on the tip, only to lick his finger clean.

Daichi Sawamura, Kuroo Tetsuro, Iwaizumi Hajime, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Aran Ojiro, Asahi Azumane, Osamu Miya, + any of your favs !!

a/n: this is my second post about big men. I think I have a problem, but idk it's just something about them lately y'know? Anyways, hope you guys enjoy and tysm for 900 notes on my last post !!

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melodyswoahs · 2 months ago

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