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screampied · 16 days ago

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r/AmITheAsshole •

by u/BigdickBigheartKamo_

WIBTA if I *accidentally* hid my human roommate’s vibrator only to try it on myself? Help! (╥﹏╥)

r/wc. 6.8k

r/warnings. fem! reader, modern au, loserboy choso, he’s kinda pervy here, crack fic, protected -> unprotected, cóndom breaks, vírgin! choso, size kinks, multiple rounds, he fucks you while wearing your hoodie, óral, panty stuffing, bulges, cervíx mentions, switch choso sorta, toy usage, manhandling, use of ‘mommy’, & ‘good boy’, brèeding, body worship, petnames

r/an. he’s trying

TLDR: “… basically, i, (150 M) hid my human roommate’s vibrator just so I could try it out for myself. yeah, i’m actually 150, and no, this isn’t clickbait. please don’t downvote me :(”

“…of course, i properly cleaned it and everything before using it - but, she uses this glittery thing all the time. not the mention the fact that it’s so…big. and another thing, it glows in the dark. this squishy thing can’t be the reason why i can barely sleep sometimes, can it? i swear, i can sometimes hear her loud, belting moans in my dreams. sounds painful. i’m kind of too shy to confront her about it, what if she kicks me out? she’s so nice and pretty - oh, i’m getting off-topic, sorry.

but it was this one particular night that happened, i was in our apartment alone and i hid her toy. she only noticed it was gone after about say, maybe three days. she asked me had i had seen and i just shrugged. in reality though, i tried the thing out for myself and experienced the best organism orgasm of my life!

the down side though, was that she caught me red-handed on her bed … ”

“is that my fucking vibrator?”

“n…no…?”

this looked pretty … bad.

choso had the most wide-eyed look while his legs were spread, wearing nothing but a hoodie - your hoodie.

you blinked twice, barely able to get a word out as you’re presented with your century-old roommate literally rubbing one out on your bed. from cheek to cheek, he was flustered as his right hand froze. it gripped the top part of your toy which was a bright hot pink.

“no?” you deadpanned at his blatant lie, flipping on the light switch. choso’s eyes squinted from the light and oh, the mess that displayed on his stomach. half of your sage-colored university hoodie was pulled up, showcasing his abs that had a bit of his mess painting against his pecs. “you told me you didn’t see it.”

“i didn’t!” he huffs, knowing how this looked.

there was a tiny pout that creased across his thin-lined lips as he tried to momentarily think of an excuse.

“but uh-” and as you watched him flip the power button off the toy with a faint ‘flick’, choso sighed at his ruined release. “you left it out one night on your bed and i got … curious.”

rolling your eyes, you snatched the pink wand with each finger wrapping around the rubbery handle. “so, you just decide to be a perv and use it on yourself?” and choso sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. he stayed quiet, and all you could hear was his heavy, breathy pants.

oh.

curiosity got the best of you though because that’s when you realized - choso was half-naked.

his boxers were pulled down to his ankles with his cock already pulled out. it stood tall with just the riiiight amount of thick girth. near the very maroon-shaded tip, he was leaking a bit of pre-cum that dripped down all sides. the muscles in his tightened abs tensed after each shallow breath he took while he remained manspread.

“and of course, you’re wearing my hoodie,” you muttered, but your tone sounded . . . different. you didn’t sound pissed, you were a bit intrigued.

choso glanced at you, letting off a dramatic gulp as his naturally hooded eyes cutely roamed down your body.

was he getting off to… you?

the risqué thought suddenly plagued at the back of your mind and you let off a giggle. perplexed, his dark brows wriggled before he saw you scooting closer.

“oh my god, you’re such a slut.”

“no, i told you, i was curious,” he corrects you. “but i’m sorry! look, i’ll even buy you a new one,” choso timidly grins. “heh, fun fact though, did you know that um, orgasms can shut down a single part of your brain? the more you kn-”

as you kept yourself from rolling your eyes a second time, you sighed. “choso, if you wanted to get laid, you could’ve just straight up asked.”

“what? what… what makes you think that?” he clears his throat, nearly choking on the lump hiding in his throat.

choso’s burning, red face was a true dead giveaway of how he truly felt though. the longer you stared at him, the more he felt himself growing harder.

in fact, he’s so hard - it’s practically painful.

choso couldn’t help but wrap a big, veiny hand around his shaft just to give it a few comforting pumps. a shaky, shallow sigh departs from his lips as his thumb zigzags its way down the side of his cock. “f… fine,” he digs the top part of his teeth into his bottom lip, dragging out the lone syllable. “i just didn’t wanna freak you out. besides, i’ve never um… did the laid before.”

right as he mentioned ‘laid’ - choso wriggled his brows to emphasize and it was so unintentionally cute.

“ ‘did the laid?’ ” you repeat back with a snort, forgetting your half-curse half-human of a roommate didn’t exactly have much physical contact with women. he never really spoke much about himself.

choso got more embarrassed at your teasing, and you rubbed your glossed lips together before glimpsing back down at the powered-off vibrator. “the real thing feels a lot better than this thing, anyway.”

“really?” he mumbled, maintaining eye contact with you. from each part of choso’s head, he was sweating profusely. in a way, it was pretty.

his hair wasn’t in its usual two ponytails this time. it was sweated out, matted, and unkempt while having a few black strands messily strung down his face. the teardrops of sweat that streamed down his face decorated his skin perfectly. “is that why you’re screaming every night? because of this thing?”

. . . .

as you plopped down on the bed, you took another glance at him. choso lazily laid back with his legs spread. such a position alone made you gnaw on the bottom of your lip, and him dragging a hand through his hair didn’t make things much better.

“show me.” you purred, your interest fully piqued now.

“show you…?” choso blinked, feeling a sudden shiver once cool air set against his bare skin.

you grabbed your switched-off vibrator, wrapping a hand around it before handing it back to him. “show me how you played with yourself with my toy, silly.”

“oh-” choso nervously grinned, a barred thumb gently brushing over the back of your palm. as he raised both brows, he gave you a timid look. “just don’t laugh.”

“promise.” you muttered, averting your gaze toward his hardened cock.

he was big.

far bigger than you imagined, actually.

choso’s tip was more of the bulbous type with a strawberry-red tint painting near its top. he slipped out a hoarse grunt once he brought a hand toward his shaft, slithering all five stubby fingers ‘round his length. two veins prod near the thick sides before he switched the vibrator back on with his thumb. with a loud ‘flick’, it lights up, signaling that it’s on, and the buzzing starts.

“i just… um,” he swallowed thickly, his voice trembling the longer you stared at him. anxiously, his dick twitched once your stare went from his lap to his face. “earlier i uh- i rubbed the tip against mine like… t- this.” he gulped, and you watched as he gradually guides the pink toy toward the leaking crown of his cock.

choso exhales deeply, letting off unsteady deep sighs once the vibrating tip slooowly rubs its way against his tender head. immediately, it's coated with a bit of his pre-cum and he could feel the muscles in his thighs tense instantly. “fuck..” he bites down on his chiseled jaw, avoiding your lust-filled gaze.

oh, he knew he was screwed.

he didn’t know whether he wanted to feel embarrassed, turned on, or both.

choso’s burning up in your hoodie. the fleecy, soft material felt like it was clawing at his ripped biceps from the inside.

he’s covered in your signature scent entirely, and despite how you’re a hair’s breadth away from him, he’s even daydreaming about you too. in one hand, choso’s giving his veiny cock solid, two-second pumps while the other was using the toy to swirl tender circles around his aching tip.

the entire scene was so lewd, you didn’t know what to say. your body did though, and its initial reaction was to squeeze your thighs shut. the repetitive buzzing of your toy only got louder, and pretty soon - it was repeatedly ringing through choso’s sensitive ears plus yours.

“i couldn’t-” he whined, slouching back against your fluffed pillow. red-ridden lips of his tightly pressed together as he pouts before his thighs nearly collapse. “i couldn’t really get far last time. i didn’t know how to finish and i thought straight up asking you would be um… well, rude.”

you giggled. “do you want me to help you finish?”

million dollar question.

choso’s heart felt like it was about to beat straight out of his chest. you couldn’t see it, but he already had hearty eyes. with his dilated, darkened pupils merely forming into cute shapes he was already so down bad.

“mhm-” he nodded eagerly, his slick lips trembling the more you scooted yourself closer toward him. the room around you both felt substantially hot, and the walls continuously felt like they were closing in after each dreadful second that passed.

choso’s staring at you with a look of not want but need, and that cute ‘lil pout that creases across his lips never faded away. “please,” he adds, and with his husky, trembling voice, you heard his voice slightly crack.

“please?” you took the toy, turning it off with a flip of a button. “please what, ‘cho?”

you heard the ‘power off’ sound, indicating that it’s off again before placing your hand on top of choso’s. you could tell he wasn’t fond of your teasing because of the way his eyebrows parted together in frustration. even his scowls were cute, not intimidating in the slightest.

“please,” he swallowed, tugging on the string of your light green hoodie that swallowed his frame. “make- help me finish, princess. i just-” he paused, his words sounding more whiny once his quivering bottom lip got caught in between his teeth. “wanna fuckin’ finish so bad.”

and as he’s quietly rambling out pleas, choso already looked like he was about to break any second.

dark almond-shaped, eyes followed your every move, studying the direct placement of your wandering hand that trailed up his bulky thighs. he felt so hot, and your touch to his skin felt like electricity. just one finger trailing up his thigh was enough energy to create a spark.

“okay,” you said, and you could hear him sighing a quick sigh of relief. choso leans back, taking a few more seconds to swallow before he starts to pant.

you still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that your roommate was getting off to you, on your bed, while wearing your hoodie.

honestly, you couldn’t even lie - it was starting to make you grow a bit of a big head, and choso gulped once he saw your head lowering down. “did you steal any more of my toys, choso?”

“no, swear,” he quickly denied, shaking his head. choso’s dick in front of you stood tall as pulse after pulse shooting from his veiny sides within each nanosecond. silently, he watched as your dominant hand gingerly wrapped its way around his length before giving it a few greeting pumps. with choso’s fat size and additional girth, he could barely even fit in your palm. “o- oh, fuck keep touching me p- pleaaase.”

within seconds, choso was already melted putty in your hands. you had him so sensitive, and his brain felt like it just turned into straight mush. he’s feeling the thick air inside the small apartment the two of you shared suffocate him all at once. “mngh-” he groans, taking a quick peek once he feels something abnormally hot.

it’s your tongue, and you took a quick second to softly drag it across his leaking pink tip.

the head of his cock was swollen and large with the perfect plump shape. instantly, your lukewarm tastebuds were met with a bitterly sweet taste of his pre-cum and you let off a moan of your own. without thinking, the same hand from before softly went around his narrow base before you pursed your lips.

“ngh, y- you’re sooo gooood, princess,” and choso’s already pathetically dragging his words.

the way you filthily zigzagged and dipped your tongue over ‘n around his sensitive tip scratched every single itch in his brain. his long, black lashes forcibly flutter shut once he hears the faint ‘pop’ of your slick, wet lips. “like that, just like hah- that.”

choso’s curve itself was attractive too. his heavy cock would sometimes slant a bit on its own, having it's own lean - showing just how big he really is.

you didn’t even realize how much you were starting to shamelessly salivate from the sides of your mouth. once you began to shower each side of his throbbing shaft with kisses, you glanced up at him. “do you want me to st-”

“no, ple-ase,” and cutely, enough, choso’s voice cracks again. both of his ears twitched in embarrassment before he deeply sighed, clearing his throat. “i- i mean,” choso put a hand on the top of your head. “please, please keep going, princess. make me f- feel good. teach me.”

“and you’re not gonna steal my stuff behind my back again, are you?” you muttered, pausing your hand on his dick mid-stroke.

“never-ever,” he nodded impatiently, his deep voice trembling after each quavering syllable.

all choso wanted to feel was your warm, hot mouth taking in every inch. he was inexperienced and maybe a bit old-fashioned but he knew a thing or two about twitter.

twitter and reddit.

why you were roommates with a whole century-old half curse half human was another story within itself. choso pays half the rent every month and even occasionally helps with some of your college work. but sometimes though, while you’re out doing whatever - he gets bored.

choso oftentimes finds himself searching up random things on google while missing your absence. as you’re swiping a thumb over his flushed tip, you run your melting, wet tongue over the head one more time before opening your mouth. imitating the shape of an ‘o’ with your lips, choso whimpered once he felt the soft heaving breaths escape from the back of your eager throat. his cock gradually makes its way inside as you’re batting both lashes.

chocolaty, gentle eyes intently staring at you as he bit back sultry moan after moan that’s threatening to leave his lips. “god-” he grunts sweetly, giving the white-striped string of your hoodie a solid tug.

inch after inch leisurely disappears inside of your mouth and choso’s losing it.

one of his hands absentmindedly slithers its way under your head before he slings four fingers around your neck. the pad of his thumb was caressing the nape of your neck whilst he watched you starting to sink further down. “m- mhm, take all of it, princess. use that pretty throat ‘n take all of me, f- fuck.”

choso’s natural deep voice alone was enough to make you throb. after a few dragging seconds, you managed to fit him halfway down your throat. his tip tenderly smashes its way against your uvula and you moan. glossy saliva ran from both sides of your mouth as your head started to bob.

“oh, you’re already makin’ such a mess,” he breathily mutters, using another hand to awkwardly pat your head.

choso’s never felt anything like this, and all of his senses felt heightened. as his lips continued to quiver from the overwhelming stimulation, choso delicately rubbed his thumb over the spit that streamed down the corners of your lips. “i … i love your voice but you sound a lot prettier when your throat’s hah- stuffed.”

you gave choso a deadpan as you continued to sloppily take him in your mouth, using your hand to twist around his veiny cock.

“what? it’s true,” choso sheepishly grins, but his smile quickly fades once his left thigh started to twitch. his entire body falls limp against the cushioned pillows behind him before he gasps. “oh, shit-” he groans lowly, absently thrusting his hips into your mouth.

as both of your hands grabbed onto each side of his hips, you loudly moaned. it was muffled but still sounded so pretty. choso’s thick, slightly curved cock tap tap tapped it’s way against the back of your throat each time. flawlessly, it tickled down the roof of your mouth after a single vigorous stroke that made your whole body shake.

choso’s (your) hoodie that was still on him was a bit pulled up now, and above his sharpened, hairy waistline - you saw just how ripped he was.

come to think of it, out of the seven months you’ve been living with him, you don’t think you’ve ever seen your roommate shirtless.

“princess, i think ‘m gonna-” he pauses, his eyes widening before pulling his aching dick from your lips.

as you pout, choso looks at you with a timid expression. “is it- can i?” and he’s fumbling on how exactly to ask you. “i … i didn’t ask to use your toy before so i feel like it’s only appropriate if it’s okay to uh- finish in your mouth. sorry.”

“ ‘cho, it’s fine,” you held back a giggle, giving his rosy-pink tip a soft kiss. it convulses upon impact, and choso’s eyes roll back ‘till they show nothing but milky white.

he’s feeling it come all at once - literally, and he’s groaning the minute your plump lips wrap around his cock for its final time. “go ‘head.”

choso didn’t know what it was, but your voice sounded as smooth as honey. he could feel his cock stiffening inside of your clogged-up throat with multiple veins pricking at the sides of his length.

his brain feels oh-so clouded, and that’s when choso’s jaw tightens.

once you give him yet another teasing flick of your tongue over his sensitive slit, that’s when he finally explodes.

choso whimpers once he starts to spurt rope after rope, painting the roof of your mouth including your pretty pink tongue. “ ‘m sorry,” he shuts his eyes, starting to babble with both barred hands delicately gripping the crown of your head. “hah- ruined your mouth ‘n make such a mess, princess,” and as he’s spewing sweet nonsense, choso finally meets eye contact with you again. “fuck- you took it all though.”

your cheeks were both filled, and you hummed at the taste that was stored inside your mouth. while staring at choso, you swallowed - although there was still a bit of remnants left on the corners of your lips.

before you could even attempt to lick it away though, choso does it for you.

almost immediately, he sits up to softly press his body weight against you. choso’s lips crash against you hungrily, and needy muffled whimpers slide their way inside your mouth. you smiled against his lips as you threw your arms around his neck.

choso didn’t really know how to kiss either - he was mostly following your lead.

with one of your hands hanging behind his neck, you lead it up toward his hair before feeling a few matted black tresses tangle between your fingers. briefly, your foreheads touched against each other and you felt the sticky sweat that stuck against his tepid skin.

“mhm-” you moaned, feeling choso’s impatient hands claw at your thighs. his tongue’s swiftly making sure to lap up any remnants of his own cum, not caring in the slightest about his bittersweet taste.

it was broad daylight out, probably about a few minutes ‘till four in the afternoon. as you made your way onto choso’s bare lap, his dick painfully rubbed itself against your denim shorts.

every few seconds, you’d take a peek at choso to see the golden tints of sun that would illuminate certain parts of his face.

“m- mommy,” he whispers against your lips as his roughly-textured fingers ardently tug at the lower fabric of your shorts. choso’s eyes instantly flutter open before a dark red shade color over his face. “i mean-”

“baby, you were right the first time.” you cooed, and oh, choso thinks he just got another boner.

fuck.

in sheer embarrassment, the bridge of choso’s nose cutely scrunched up before he leaned in again.

you think he’s going in for another kiss but instead - he’s making a beeline straight for the the frilly tank top you wore.

two rough hands gently pull up the fabric, and he stuffs his face in between your tits. “s- sorry, princess, mhm,” and you glance down, watching him use your chest as a pillow. you smiled, patting his head. choso’s probably dreamt about this at least about a million times.

poor guy.

“i… i need a minute, fuck,” he muffled between your tits, pressing tender kisses down the valley of your chest. you let off sweet gasps after each peck, and you’re just hearing wet smooch after smooch. choso felt like he was literally in heaven. by now, he’s a sweat-drenched mess. dark, thirsty eyes glance up at you as if he’s asking to touch you more and you gave him a wordless nod. “you’re so perfect, ‘s unfair.” he murmurs, cupping two big hands around your tits.

choso rolled his tongue out of his mouth, gently running the tip across each sensitive nipple of yours. you moaned, feeling your back arch before your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. “c- choso,” you whined, dragging a hand down his already ruffled hair. with his eyes closed, choso kept tending to each breast lovingly.

with his tongue, he’s trying to mimic each video he stumbled upon online that he did for ‘research purposes.’

choso sucked intently on each tit, departing from each one with loud ‘pop’ sounds that forevermore ringed through your ears. coral, pink lips of his compress together before he sits back up to create a wet trail of kisses down your jaw. abruptly though, choso grunts against your slickly glossed lips before laying on your chest. “no good, i’m still so hard.”

“what are you waiting for then?” you sweetly purred, tossing your arms around his broad neck once more.

with wide, mousy eyes - choso sheepishly smiles. “oh, right, right…” and as you pulled the covers up over choso’s back with you underneath, he’s ‘attempting’ to align himself. of course, choso doesn’t know what the actual fuck what he’s doing.

he’s done a lot of ‘research’ about intimacy but he never expected it to be this intimate.

“oh-,” he pauses, his bare tip resting against your already dripping cunt. choso reaches near his nightstand before pulling out a rubber. “i read somewhere that i should wear this unless i wanna get pregnant.”

as you absentmindedly strummed a thumb down the stood-up hairs that decorated the back of his pale neck, you giggled. “don’t you mean me, choso? unless i get pregnant?”

“oh..” he cringes, scratching his head in embarrassment.

after a few seconds - with a faint-sounding snag, choso successfully put the rubber on. it was a tight fit, but it fit. just barely.

choso was slightly shy, and you could tell by his hesitant arms trying to find the right placement. you looked at him, rubbing the back of your heel down his back in an attempt to soothe him. “relax,” you coo, helping him align his aching tip. he was already moaning the second it slipperily slides its way down your slit that’s so desperate for him to just go inside already. “you weren’t this shy when i saw you using my toy earlier.”

“tch, shut up,” choso smacks his lips, and you let off a soft gasp once he lifts your legs. he firmly pushes them back ‘till they reach just above your exposed chest. “ ‘m gonna show you how shy i really am, princess.”

“yeah? go ‘head, baby.”

☆ ☆ ☆

and fuck, he does.

calling choso a quick learner was the understatement of the year.

one minute he was shy and the next, he was strenuously plowing through you as if his occupation was a construction worker. choso’s animalistic stamina caught you off guard entirely. each stinging slap of soft flesh hitting against each other makes you moan. he’s buried deep, grunting each time his rubbery tip rams itself against your g-spot with no mercy.

choso stretched you out so well while easily locating each tender erogenous zone until you short-circuited.

“f- fuck, choso- fuck,” you whimpered, clawing your nails down his back. the entire time he’s inside, he’s still wearing your hoodie. you might as well let him keep it anyway.

he’s just a straight-up untamed animal, growing feral after each rigor thrust. the bed beneath you both grunts out creaks of despair with the headboard sounding like it’s on its final rusty hinges. choso’s heavily panting, pushing your knees up further to your chest mid-thrust. “yeah, yeaaah, there ‘cho- hit there, ugh-”

“here?” he hoarsely utters, bringing his spit-glossed lips toward the caps of your knees. choso maintains intimate eye contact before with a single deep stroke, he introduces his tip to your g-spot for another nth time.

you nodded, choking on your little mewls before choso mocked your pout. “mhm, all i had to do was hit this spot for you to stop teasing me, princess?”

and he hits it again, and again, and again -

constantly.

choso’s cock was basically bullying your cunt by this point, and you moaned after each direct hit. he’s precise and accurate, using your clit as a target while striking a perfect bullseye with his reddened crowned tip. you held onto him tight as the bed rocked and swayed roughly, both sticky bodies melting together into one.

“ ‘m getting close,” you whined, your pathetic sweet cries against his ear making him even harder.

choso dragged calloused hands down your body as his dick drove through your sobbing pussy repeatedly. all ‘round his length, you’re squeezing him tight and convulsing continuously. choso groans into your neck and his pace slows a bit for a few seconds. “c- choso.”

“shh,” he whispers, and you watch him reach beside you. choso flicks your denim shorts aside, picking up your panties before bawling them up in his hand. “you’re so loud, princess. forgive me for bein’ rude, but i don’t wanna hear you right now,” and despite how his voice was so silkily smooth and gruff, that’s when he softly stuffs your panties in your mouth. after that, his hips give you one big thrust and it causes your poor pussy to squelch out pretty ‘lil sobs of its own. “wanna hear her.”

and choso wasn’t even looking at you anymore.

his attention’s solely on your wet cunt, and he’s silently in awe at how you’re taking every hefty inch like a good girl. you’re so wet too, and each thrust was making his head spin.

but right as he starts up his rocky pace - he hears a certain tearing snaaaap.

your eyes flutter open as your chest heaves, and choso blinks twice. his thighs relaxed before he looked at the sudden ‘rupture.’

the condom actually broke, and his bulbous tip was fully poking out of the rubbery top part of the hole. choso grunted, not even realizing how close he was because he could feel how full he was already. “oops,” he pouts, abruptly pulling out. despite how your own panties were still stuffed in your mouth, you scrunched up your brows as if you were saying - ‘what happened?’

“it broke,” choso frowns, and you could hear him ripping the tattered condom off his erect length. he looks back at you, pressing a kiss on your cheek. “do i just get a new one?”

instantly, you shook your head. the panties ended up falling out of your mouth and you took a millisecond to breathe. “no, you can- hah, you can go in raw.”

“raw,” choso repeated, and you moaned once he gently pressed a palm on the center of your bare tummy. “are… are you sure, princess?”

“i’m sure.” you panted, already feeling your mouth water at the sheer filthy imagery of choso dumping you with his load.

choso leaned in, closing the suffocating gap between you both with a kiss and you moaned. he tasted so sweet, and yet again, you’re immediately met with his cherry-mint flavor as both lips violently smashed into each other.

while he’s still trying to follow your lead with his lips, choso removed the condom before tossing it in the trash bin. cool air sets against his tip and lets off the sweetest-sounding moan ever into your mouth.

he’s carnal - swaying his hips against yours impatiently while trying to align his feverishly-hot tip. “you’re gonna make me cum just by staring at you,” he huffs quietly, delicately smacking the fat head of his cock against your puffy slit.

you whimpered, feeling all ten of your toes curl before he presses himself against your held-up knees. “pretty, messy girl.” choso grunted, using two fingers to dip inside of your pussy. you were about to whine again, but that’s when choso stuffed your panties back in your mouth.

with a loud ‘pop’ - choso pulls his now sticky-covered fingers out of your cunt before guiding them toward his lips. as his bare tip’s slowly making its way inside of you again, he sucks on his fingers in front of you. “mhm,” choso closed his eyes for a moment, taking in your sweetened arousal. “never knew my roommate could taste so g- oh, fuck.”

choso gets caught off guard by the unexpected feeling of him rawly cumming. a breath gets caught in his throat before he slumps against you, filling you rope after rope with oozing hot cum. it’s unlike any feeling he’s ever felt before, and he’s speechless.

you let off faint, muffled moans in the background as your tongue and teeth snagged against the lacy fabric of your panties. choso’s aching limbs felt like they were about to fall off. his head buried inside of your neck before he started to whine.

no matter how dominant he tried to be, the clingy sticky grip of your pussy would always put him in check.

“ugh-” he gruffly grunts against your bare collarbone, delicately pressing down a bit more on your stomach.

while he’s still pouring out such a thick, ribbony load of cum, choso ends up brushing his fingertips against his bulge that even makes a faint noticeable print against your tummy. he thought it was cute, and he even groans out a sweet, “fuck.”

hungry, dark-bronze eyes flicker down at your stuffed cunt that’s just dripping from all sides and he sighs. “it’s spilling,” choso pouts and your eyes widened once he suddenly lifted you, propping you right back up on his cock. “can’t- can’t let it go to waste, princess,” he breathes airily, helping you sprawl your already shaky legs. your arms wrapped around choso’s shoulders before with one hand, he gives your ass a soft squeeze before whispering in your ear. “ ‘m not done filling you in yet. s- sorry.”

☆ ☆ ☆

one hour turned into two, then three, then four.

choso had the stamina of a stallion, and it didn’t take long at all for him to be utterly addicted to your sweet, sweet pussy. continuously, he’s effortlessly ripping out shrilling orgasm after orgasm ‘till your chords went raspy.

he’s got you riding him now, and oh he might just think he’s in love.

it was just something about you moving your hips so perfectly.

both scarred palms of his securely gripped your rotating ass, gently squeezing at the loud plopping skin that stung against his lap every second. “jus’ like that, pleaseplease,” he groans, glancing up at you with half-open eyes. the stretch of choso’s cock always left both of your pried open legs shaking with your jaw slightly left ajar. he’s just ridiculously big, jackhammering all nth-inches of his cock deep into your dripping cunt. “god, your hips are gonna kill me-”

“fuck-” you breathed, peeking around a bit to see your ass ruthlessly slamming back down on his time and time again. in a lewd, dirty way - it was almost pretty. the way your hips rolled into him, the sparkly tear of sweat that tore down your bare spine, how your tits just mindlessly bounced in choso’s face.

he felt like he was heaven.

deadly sharp echoing slaps of skin fiercely ricochet against each other as you kept up a decent pace, burying your face into his left shoulder. choso’s stammering out cute inaudible babbles while you continued, taking the opportunity to help you drag your hips faster.

you made sure to dig your knees into his thighs, twisting and turning your ass while pulling yourself forward. your hips alone had choso hypnotized, and if you squinted enough you could make out the cartoonish rings swirling in his irises.

“mhm, fuck me mommy-” he slips it out again, but at this point, he doesn’t even care. as your body’s languidly swayed into him, you moaned once his crowned tip surprised your cervix with a multitude of sloppy kisses. one tap turned into three taps within seconds, and now you felt like you were really short-circuiting.

choso’s whining near your right ear before he gasps out a sweet, “ohh, fuck i- if you keep riding me like that, you’re gonna get me… pregnant.”

you held back a giggle, wondering how he forgot already that he couldn’t actually get pregnant.

choso’s head was just so clouded that he couldn’t think straight at all - not when your pussy was snatching him out of reality.

“yeah?” you cooed, bringing a soft kiss toward the side of his mouth.

choso’s pink lips tremor instantly and you watched as his mouth instantly opened for you. just then though, that’s when you got an idea.

you could tell choso was already getting close again judging by his erratic spasming beneath your body, and you then abruptly stopped your hips.

“wha- why’d you stop?” he frowns, not even realizing how much he was sweating.

your hoodie that he was wearing was practically drenched with sweat, and there were so many jet-black strands of hair gluing to his forehead.

choso pants, staring at you as you reach near the edge of the bed for your pink vibrator from earlier.

a hand of yours swiftly wrapped around the wand, and with a single thumb, you switched it on. right away, it lights up - singing out loud buzzes before you look at him with a playful expression. “may i?”

“heh, you’re a kinky girl huh,” choso slouched back against his pillow. he took a second to admire how pretty you looked over him - just nude with your sweat-dripping skin glistening from the rays that shined from your cracked open window pane. “okay, yeah. whatever you w- oh, my god.”

as you re-aligned yourself on choso’s cock, you guided the vibrating tip of your toy over his pearly-coated tip. as he was just barely a few inches in, you were gently rubbing the vibrator over choso’s cockhead and he instantly knew he wasn’t gonna last much longer.

“p- princessss,” he hisses sweetly, tightly holding onto your hips. choso clenched down on his jaw until it wholly tightened, and he’s feeling every single vibration from the toy. as the both of you moaned in sync, you never did really realize how pretty your roommate looked with his eyes rolling fully back, his mouth just idly dangling open. “fuck, fuck, ‘m gonna cum, ugh-”

“look at me,” you whisper, greeting his quivering lips with three kisses. a glossy trail of saliva departs each time. beady, docile eyes meet yours after about four delayed seconds and you whimpered, hearing the sharp whack of choso’s palm meeting against your ass. “are you gonna use my toys again, ‘cho?”

choso whines as you slowly kept rubbing the vibrating tip of the toy over his tender cockhead, and he’s feeling every compressed his lips. “p- probably,” and he quickly backtracks, sheepishly letting off a dry laugh. “i mean no. i’ll ask first, promise- ugh.”

you smiled, using another hand to stroke his veiny length that was still so rock hard. his entire body was trembling beneath you, and choso’s louder than you now. “are you gonna be a good boy ‘n cum for me now?”

“mmm-hmm, fuck,” choso groans, and the sudden pitch of his husky tone makes you throb. he tosses his head back, eyeing the wooden rotating ceiling fan before licking his lips. “princess ‘m cumming-”

your vibrator was only on level one out of the four other levels - and yet, choso cums hard.

it's way more than his other releases, and it comes out in creamy thick ropes. you raise your hips while looking down, hearing choso break apart in front of you. his tip’s the hottest shade of red you’ve ever seen, and the way he just continued to erupt made you twitch more. a bit of his cum shoots near your drooling cunt and your inner thighs - but especially on the head of your vibrator.

“wait,” he exhales timidly, pulling his black brows apart as his eyes remain closed. choso’s trying to catch his breath while still feeling so euphoric all over. “f- fuck, look at how messy she is.” choso breathes, gradually pulling out once he finishes.

satiny, white ribbons of cum decorated the front of your pussy with a bit of his mess salaciously spilling out of you. he didn’t just stuff you, he double-stuffed you.

you moaned as he stared, getting in between your legs for a moment. you felt choso’s warm breath aerate against the opening of your dripping clit before he spreads your thighs. “so pretty,” he murmurs, bringing the print of his thumb to glide it straight down the glistening valley of your pussy. “hah- want a little taste.”

and within a blink of an eye, choso’s tongue laps itself at the sticky mess that was glued between your legs. “s- shit,” you heaved a deep breath, clawing a shaky hand in his hair. again, choso didn’t care at all about tasting his aftermath. it tasted even sweeter because of you, in his mind. he’s like a starved animal, flicking his tongue inside before it turns to a sloppy vacuuming suck. “yesyes, choso hngh-”

choso makes out with your clit - literally. he’s slightly shaking his head from side to side, relishing in the bittersweet taste of you.

you felt his lips cup ‘round your pussy before he gives it a greedy seven-second suck. “mhm,” he groans, reaching an arm down to stroke his cock. your moans alone ended up getting him off, and choso felt his dick twitch in his palm once he felt you softly push him further in between your legs. “i’m gonna clean you all up princess, p- promise.”

not even minutes later, the entire lower portion of choso’s chin was completely shimmery. even the tip of his button nose was a bit wet.

he sat up from between your legs, taking a few deep breaths before licking his lips. “thank you.” he lowly murmured, giving your pussy a soft pat. he felt you throb on his palm and it made him grin.

“good boy,” you spoke in tiny airy breaths, heavily panting yourself. almost forgetting, you turned off the toy that was still in your hand, tossing it aside before getting back on choso’s bare lap.

choso wraps his burly arms around you, hugging you while one hand crept toward your ass. his lips met the inside of your neck before he pulled you into his chest. “we should-” he breathed, finally opening his eyes to get a good look at you.

oh, he was whipped.

“we should do the laid more often.”

“we’ll see.” you stroke his right cheek, bringing a chaste kiss to his lips. choso makes you fall on top of him before the both of you are lying in bed next to each other.

perhaps choso was a bit too whipped though, because he lays on top of you, kissing your forehead before blurting out a husky short-winded, “i love you, yuki.”

smiling, you stared into his eyes before that same smile quickly faded. “i love you too ch- wait who?”

“……………..”

u/BigdickBigheartKamo_ ✓ • 2min. ago

So, we aren’t roommates anymore but at least I still have her hoodie I guess :( but help. (◞‸◟；) the real question is though,

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