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Having the highest honour bestowed upon him, the pleasure of satisfying his library ladies, was the one thing he looked forward to.
After a stressful day of destroying curses and going into overtime, he retreated to the bi-weekly book club meetings, moved from the library to the librarian’s home. At the meetings Nanami and the four foreign women discussed the book of the week.
The meetings and the women brought Nanami calm. The scent of cocoa butter hung in the air, the taste of white wine on his tongue and the chill of liquid down his throat— the women’s voices as they spoke, it eased out all the tension that hardened him over the week.
So, the anger, the sheer annoyance, that ripped through his body, tightening it, was understandable when he walked in for book club and amongst the ladies- his ladies sat the main source of his stress.
A light breeze passed as Nanami lightly knocked on the front door. He waited outside with wine and baked treats. Two things he had taken upon himself to bring every week. A placid smile spread across his face when one of the women opened the door. She was somewhat of a former colleague. She worked in the same finance company he worked for previously, at a different department, he never interacted with her while working there. With greetings exchanged, he hugged her with his right arm, placing his palm respectfully on her back right above her arse. Her body vibrated at the sensation. He felt her shiver.
“I-” she took a moment, “I can help you with those.” Nanami declined pulling his bearings away from her as she reached out. “You go join the others. I’ll serve the wine.” Similarly, she declined deciding to accompany him in the kitchen.
Stepping inside, he carefully took off his shoes, neatly laid them out on the floor and put on the blue slippers he typically wears. As he got up, he looked down and noticed the extra pair of slippers were missing. “Is something wrong,” his former colleague asked. Thinking nothing of it, Nanami uncrossed his eyebrows and followed her into the kitchen situated right next to the entrance. “No.”
Nanami jumps into action manoeuvring through the kitchen with ease. Taking out five wine glasses, he pours out the wine. As he picked up the tray of glasses the woman stopped him. “Wait,” she pours a sixth glass and places it on the tray. “An extra glass,” Nanami raised an eyebrow as they made their way to the living room on the other end of the house. “For our guest.”
Couched between two of the book ladies in his baby blue button-up (three unbuttoned), black suit trousers, sunglasses, legs spread, was Satoru Gojo. With a big ole grin plastered on his face, “Kento! You made it. We’ve been waiting for you.”
Pure irritation consumed Nanami. Eye-twitching anger simmered, drowning the exhaustion brought on by the day and the man that was in front of him.
For weeks Gojo had been pestering Nanami more than usual on his whereabouts. Nanami dismissed him at every chance and genuinely thought it was the end of it. Never had it even crossed his mind that Gojo might do something like this.
The librarian stood up to guide him to sit with her and his former colleague. She placed a hand on his back, rubbing circles as they sat down. “Satoru visited the library. He said he was a good friend of yours. I told him about our book club, and he insisted on joining. So, I invited him to today’s book club meeting. He even helped me close up today,” she explained.
“And I am loving this club. Quite quaint. You ladies are so kind,” Gojo chimed in. “Let’s begin! What book are we discussing today?”
“Roommate Risk by Talia Herbert,” the lady to his left answered.
“May I read with you, I don’t have a book.” Gojo grinned winking at Nanami before peering back down at the woman. Worryingly, Nanami glanced at the librarian that simply smiled and gave his muscled thigh a quick squeeze before beginning.
The meeting went on as usual as the book discussions commenced. When the break approached Nanami offered to refill the glasses and appetisers, dragging Gojo with him. “Why are you here?” Nanami interrogated in an angry whisper. “I was curious where you went every week-”
A few months ago, Gojo got a glimpse of a library sticker on a book Nanami had tucked away. He had been trying to find the library since. He finally got a concrete clue from one of his students. “Why are you searching for a library,” Nobara mused waving her two classmates over. “He must want to read, I don’t know?” Yuuji responded. “He reads? Old man, you read?” Squeezing through Megumi took a look at Gojo’s laptop. “Isn’t that the library in Setagaya? Is the next mission there?” Gojo immediately perked up, “Setagaya?” He took a moment, “huh.”
“- guess you just sit and read with them. Very lewd books I might add. You never struck me as someone that’s into porn, Kento you dirty bastard.”
“Say you have an emergency and need to leave.” Without missing a beat Gojo refused. “Just let me stay for this meeting and I promise I won’t attend the next one… I promise.” Defeated, Nanami conceded.
As the evening bled in, the air began to thicken. The discussions shifted away from book-talk to general conversation and the comfortability it afforded began to reverberate physically. Gojo, sharp as he was, noticed it immediately. Maybe, it was the wine, but a sense of ease and arousal crept in.
He felt it coming but his entire body shivered regardless when the woman on his right crossed her legs and grazed his left shin. She politely smiled and apologised but did not move her calf pressed against him. Indifference would not be the appropriate word for how he felt. He did not, not feel anything, he liked it. He liked her. Her calm nature, her thick thighs with her stretch marks peeking through as they pressed against each other, her ample figure and full cheeks that give her the veneer of innocence. Very measured and soft-natured. She read the passages during the discussions. Her voice was soothing—erotic even, reminiscent of a siren, she was seducing him with every line she spoke.
When he felt warmth right above his knee, he looked down to see her with her hand hovering over the area. “May I?” Gojo froze at her question but ended up mindlessly nodding. His arousal grew as she ran her neatly trimmed nails across his thighs.
The woman on his left had a particular affinity for touch. The first time she touched him was when the librarian introduced him to the group. She pat the spot next to her for him to sit. When he took seat, she rubbed his arm, immediately apologised and confessed that she was prone to touching. Her hands were extremely soft but cold. They smelled like cherries. “No worries. You can touch me whenever you’d like. I don’t mind” He joked. Her expression faded like a thought just flashed in her mind before she smiled and turned away from him.
Gojo did not mind. He did not mind when she complimented his hair while she ran her fingers through it. “Oh, you’re a teacher too. I teach English. Your hair is amazing by the way.” He especially did not mind when she put her hand on his lap, dangerously close to his crotch. So, close the heat of both the women’s palms on his thighs heightened his arousal. The desire to devour them whole filled his mind. The desire just enough to be visible.
Nanami noticed it too. All the women were subtly seducing them. For him this was par for the course of course. He watched Gojo’s reaction when the teacher placed her hand on his lap. Nanami and Gojo shared a glance at that moment. The ladies had been gazing at Gojo lasciviously the entire evening. For instance, they all took a moment to all look at him when he rolled up his sleeves as he was reading a passage. That, and their lingering touches on Nanami’s shoulders, hair, jaw, thighs- every part of his body that inched close to his arousal but not quite.
Eventually, Gojo caught on too when the librarian gently held of his sides while pointing him to the bathroom. And once again, he absolutely did not mind. In fact, he revelled in it, smirking and looking back at Nanami through his sunglasses.
When Gojo returned from the bathroom, he found Nanami between two of the women taking turns to kiss him while palming his cock through his trousers, with his arms wrapped around their waist. On the couch on the opposite end were his ladies in waiting.
His delights took their precious time turning him into a babbling, moaning mess. His trousers pulled down to his ankles, glasses discarded with his siren grinding down on his cock. Feeling his cock twitch inside her with each of her breathy moans. His moans were muffled by the other woman, the teacher grabbing his chin and sensually sticking two of her fingers in his mouth, smirking in satisfaction when Gojo eagerly wrapped his mouth around her fingers. His eyes rolled back every time she pushed her fingers to the back of his throat before pulling them out, just to do it again. His grip on the waist of his siren riding him tightened with every stroke, grind and bounce. Both moaning as her leaking cunt wrapped around his big cock. “God, you feel so good.” were the only words she could muster.
The teacher pulled her fingers out, grabbing hold of his chin once more to replace her fingers with her mouth. “You’re going to cum for us aren’t you baby,” to which Gojo obediently nodded. After a few more strokes he became a whining mess as he filled her with cum. It was his third time, and he felt his cum slide down his balls. Climbing off him, his fellow teacher swiftly mounted him violently grabbing hold of his hair to get him to look up at her as she slid his cock inside her pussy. “It’s too much- too much,” Gojo mewled breathlessly. “Do you need a break, baby?” The teacher paused with concern. ‘Baby’? Her genuine concern ashamedly turned him on. He shook his head, ‘no’.
On the opposite side of the living room, the librarian and Nanami’s former colleague indulged in him. At the request of the librarian, his hands were tied above his head with his signature yellow tie. He was comfortably laid on his back, spread on the couch. Legs spread open for access, she cozied up between them to get a taste of his cock. Taking time to lick at the ridges of his cock before taking it whole. Swirling her tongue around his raging tip, savouring the precum leaking out. She took time to finally satiate her oral fixation.
After a gruelling week of managing the library, taking time to do a full hair day, burning her finger while blow drying her locs, and writing her doctorate’s thesis, she needed him. She needed to soothe the unbearable and unquenchable lust that naturally inhabits and simmers in her and her friends alike. Lathering his cock up with her saliva, dragging her tongue all over his cock, tasting the tanginess of his precum, sucking and licking his tip, taking in the length and girth of his cock, that alleviated her ache.
On his face, sat the woman that let him in, the youngest of the women by 1-2 years at 26. She worked at the same financial firm as Nanami before he quit. She thought she would never see him again but one afternoon at the library months before book club was formed, he held the door open for her as he was leaving the library. She found him striking but never approached.
So, it is not difficult to imagine her jubilance at hearing him beg for her cunt in his mouth before mounting his face. Nanami attentively luxuriating in her drenched cunt. Dragging his tongue masterfully across her slit and clit. She gasped as he dug his tongue in and out. The heat and wetness of the ordeal prompted her to ride, buck then eventually grind her hips against his tongue for more friction.
Easily slipping out of his constraints, Nanami wrapped his muscular arms around her laden thighs at each side of his sculpted face. “Keep still.” She harshly grabbed hold of his hair making his thighs flex and cock twitch. Most arousing, it made him groan into her pussy. The vibrations, feel of his tongue toying with her clit pushed her over the edge. She came. She drenched his face. She squirted, filling his mouth and coating his face. With the bob of his Adam’s apple and an overstimulated yet fervent grin, Nanami went back to his delightful assault of her pigmented cunt.
To ingratiate himself in pleasure— them sitting on his face, sucking his cock, have him suck their big tits, taking turns to sink down and cum on his cock, let himself be used for hours filled him with pure ecstasy.
Nanami thinks of such intimacy as an honour. Providing them with pleasure — receiving pleasure — the pleasure of tasting and being coated in there cum and them his — the pleasure of them all over his body and him theirs, him roaming their bodies with gentle or rough, sloppy kisses, tasting and ravenously humming in satisfaction at every lick, suck and kiss. It brought him great pride.
Efficiency was an issue, Nanami needed to have his fill all four of the women. Usually he’d take them each, satisfy each lady. Luckily, Gojo would fuck this up (quite literally), in a manner that was beneficial to Nanami. Both men indulged in each of the women, one by one. Fulfilled each woman’s sexual desire one by one. Starting with their dear Librarian.
Is it really that scandalous, that disgusting, that she simply wanted cock in her face? A lengthy girthy cock laid across her face with an erotic scent emanating from it. The ridge of a big cock pressed against her mouth, the tip tapped on her waiting tongue. She loved being on her knees, deep throating a cock. She loved gagging around Gojo’s cock as it hit the back of her throat. The strange yet delicious, almost sweet taste of his cock and pre-cum. She rubbed her clit faster watching him look down at her, his hand resting on her head guiding her, pouting his lips as she bobbed her head on his cock before biting them to muffle his moans.
On his right Nanami was carefully stroking his cock. His mouth agape watching his sweet librarian utterly consume Gojo’s cock before releasing his cock with a ‘pop’ gasping for air with exhilarating grin spread across her guileless face. The lewd sight of a string of saliva and pre-cum connecting from Gojo’s tip to her tongue made him grip the base of his cock to stop him from cumming. It was clear that he was close, moaning audibly then gripping Nanami’s forearm before looking at him with a grin and throwing his arm over his shoulders. The men were so close their thighs were touching. Nanami felt Gojo buck his hips when she started stroking his cock and licking his cum-covered balls. Even leaning into Nanami moaning as he finally came on her tits and mouth.
Shuffling between Nanami’s legs, the librarian rose up, still kneeling—a pillow beneath her knees to keep her comfortable— to squeeze his cock in between her large tits pleasurably painted with cum. He rocked up and down to fuck her tits. He would not admit it, but it turned him on seeing Gojo’s cum on her tits. His cum sliding down and making a sticky, slimy mess of his cock. When she was satisfied with how coated Nanami’s cock was she took it whole. Tasting Gojo’s cum on Nanami’s cock, she came. Her replete thighs shaking and cum covering her fingers. Quivering with her head laid on his pelvis, pressed against his cock. When she came down from her high, she licked the ridges of his cock just like before, the way he likes.
Releasing his arm from Nanami’s shoulders, Gojo joined the librarian on the soft carpet. He grabbed her wrist and dragged his tongue across her fingers. He split her fingers open to drink every morsel of her cum so deliciously coated on them. Gojo took each finger while smirking up at Nanami. Done, he placed his hand at the back of her head.
“Yeah, slow down… he needs to savour this.” He ordered looking up at Nanami. She continued to suck his cock at the leisure of Satoru Gojo. When his cock was fully lodged in her mouth, Gojo held her head in place making her gag around his cock, just the way she likes it, tears brimming, and bringing Nanami to the edge of cumming “Oh, yeah… looks like he likes that.” He repeated the motion, slowing down when Nanami got close.
Both the librarian and Gojo enjoyed seeing Nanami lustfully in peril. Watching his thighs quake and his thrusts in the air when yet another orgasm was stolen from him. Fortunately, Gojo had mercy for his fellow sorcerer, “now make him cum.”
“Make. Him. Cum.” He emphasised as he manoeuvred her head on his cock, releasing her then watching as Nanami messily spurt his cum into her mouth, onto her cheeks and some on her tits. “Good girl, let him come in your mouth… Fuuuck…”
Gojo placed his index finger under her chin and aggressively pulled her towards him. “Don’t swallow. Open your mouth.” Mouth agape, he kissed her. Lewdly exchanging Nanami’s cum in their mouths. Nanami watched the sweat drip down Gojo’s throat and his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed his cum before moving down to suck her tits.
Gojo took a moment to look back up at Nanami. “We made such a mess on her tits, Kento. Come down here and help me clean her up.” And he did just that. “Open your mouth, baby.” He got on his knees, wrapped his arm along her back and began with his cum on her cheeks, dragging his tongue along the side of her mouth collecting it in his before towering over her and looking down at her. The long string of cum slowly dripped onto mouth. As soon as it did, Nanami leaned down to kiss her before moving down to her tits to lap up Gojo’s cum.
He took a moment watching Gojo circle the librarian’s dark nipple with his tongue while looking up at her, his fingers between her legs ploughing into her.
Nanami licked in long strokes gathering his and Gojo’s cum with his tongue to her nipple, to then swallow and suck around it. Both men stroked their cocks the entire time against her side of thighs smearing her with their pre-cum. She came 2 more times during the ordeal.
Next was the former colleague. Thus far, she had yet to rid of her clothes, a courtesy the men were happy to take upon themselves. Gojo positioned himself behind her, caressing her side— kissing her neck and ear. Nanami unbuttoned her blouse slipping it off her shoulder. Gojo ran his slender fingers down her bare shoulders to unclip her bra while placing 3 linear kisses along her back. Finally laid bare at the whims of her men, they took time to admire her. Vulnerable, innocently laid between them Nanami squeezed in between her thighs with his knee, gently guiding her closer to kiss her— slow, deliberate and intimate. Taking time to engross her into the kiss, have her melt into both of them. “Are you okay, baby?” Nanami broke the kiss. “Mmhm.” She hastily answered. “Are you sure?” Gojo whispered carefully pulling her braids behind her shoulder to press more kisses along her neck.
All of the attention overwhelmed her. Before, she could just share Nanami, have him, have sex in a near-precise calculated, “less intense” manner. She liked it that way… that’s all she allowed herself to want and have. When Nanami still worked at the firm she saw him almost every day. Well-tailored suit, suitcase, shoulders hung slightly low and sleep deprived. She watched him walk in every morning but never approached, on rare occasions they would be in the elevator together but beyond a nod or a cold “morning” they never spoke.
To be insignificant, not too much— not want too much was safe. She liked safe. But she threw that away when she saw him at the library and despite her rapidly beating heart invited him to join the book club knowing full well the lascivious thoughts her and her friends had of him. She especially loved this more, pressed in between men that wanted to consume her whole. She enjoyed being wanted.
Nanami who without being told understood this— understood her and made a deliberate effort to not overwhelm her during sex. Kept it light, gentle with ample breathing room. Gojo on the other hand, she didn’t know, he exuded a confidence she envied but was cautiously attracted to because it tended to come with aggressiveness. Yet, she still allowed him behind her, touching any and every crevice of her body he can get his hands on, more than that she relished in it.
“Do you need me to step back?” Gojo whispered in her ear, gently. Safe. “No.” She took a moment. “Just go slower.” “We’ll go at your pace,” Nanami assured, kissing her template before sitting back. “Lean into me,” she laid back into Gojo’s right shoulder. Moving his arm under hers he hovered his hand above slit, she could feel the heat emanating from it “Can I rub your clit?” Blunt, careful yet tender. When she nods, he circles his index and middle finger around her slit to coat his fingers in her slick. Taking his time to gently rub looking down at her attentively before looking up Nanami that just gazes back lustfully. Carefully, he presses harder on her clit circling it applying or softening pressure by her grip on his upper arm.
Locking eyes with Nanami, Gojo cocks his head glancing at him then his cock. “Stroke it for her,” Another order from Gojo, Nanami notes. “The faster he strokes the faster and harder I fuck my fingers into you. You won’t leave her needing, now will you Kento…” As Nanami wrapped his hand around his cock, Gojo sunk his fingers into her with a coo from him and a gasp from her. Nanami stroked slow at first watching her quivering at every plunge in and out of her, listening to her wetness. The pace steadily increased.
Having both her and Gojo look at him stroking his cock, did something to him, made him buck his cock into his hand to stroke faster. By the noises they were making it was clear they were inching closer and closer- “Slow down Kento.” Gojo sternly ordered stopping completely and Nanami immediately obeyed doing the same. A winded whine escaped his former colleague’s throat when he did, she even tried to continue on her own, but Gojo got hold and held captive both her arms with his left-hand. “Baby, that’s my job.” She was writhing against him as he cupped her pussy and gave her a few light slaps. “I was so close,” she plead. “Why’d you stop?” “It was going too fast. You said you wanted it slow. Isn’t that right Kento? I’m sorry,” he insincerely apologised, “Let’s try this again. How do you want me to fuck my fingers into you, baby?” “Faster.” “Oh, I’ll that do that for you, okay? Just open your month for me…” She takes his fingers in her mouth, sucking at them generously. Nanami watched her bob her head on Gojo’s fingers while Gojo maintained eye-contact with a sly smirk on his face before releasing her.
The abuse of her cunt, overstimulated and edged, continued. It got to the point where she was digging her nails into Gojo, leaving red prints, bucking up as he violently drilled his fingers into her. Nanami stroked his hand at the same pace. Unlike his former college he came short of an orgasm, she squirted. Not extravagant or in large volume but enough to dampen sheets placed on the couch and definitely Gojo’s hand. Her legs were shaking and her eyes were rolling back. Gojo kissed her template, rubbing her sides once more to soothe her before adjusting her by pulling deeper into him, letting her lay on his stomach while running his hand over her hair.
Unlike her friend, the teacher found absolute delight in the undivided attention of the men. She vibrated as their large hands got hold of her body. Melting into the sensation of them running their calloused hands across her body. Nanami took control climbing on top of her gliding his hands over her hips decorated in raven stretch marks, her large chest with aroused nipples and stomach, placing kisses from the centre of her chest, squeezing her supple breasts, to her soft stomach. Nanami lowered himself getting his arms under her thighs. Lifting them up he continued, kissing her inner thighs and giving light, aggravatingly gentle licks close to her cunt that has already started pooling.
When he was satisfied, Nanami retook his position over her. Leaned in, barely an inch away from her face as he inserted his fingered into her. They could feel each other breathe, it fanning on their faces. They were so close their lips were practically touching but not quite. To their right, Gojo stood taking it all in while leisurely stroking his cock.
When she gasped at his pace, Nanami smirked feeling her thighs wrap around his arm. “No baby, spread your legs for me please.” She obeyed. He took a moment to admire his work, looking back at the slick his fingers are generously coated in before locking eyes with her once more and plunging his fingers back in with a newfound fever. He enveloped her into a kiss, stifling her moans as he bullied her cunt into coming all over his hand.
Unlike her friend, she did not need time breathe nor wanted it. She was eager to go one more round, grabbing both of their chins and pulling them towards to her. She kissed Nanami first, it was rushed and messy, she broke the kiss biting her bottom lip before climbing into Gojo’s lap and wrapping both her hands on his face kissing him. Feeling the texture of his tongue against hers excited her, and it damn near made her cum when she tasted Nanami.
Gojo promptly turned her around both on their knees and up straight. He pressed his cock between her thighs, rubbing her clit and inserting his fingers a few times to gather her cum on his hand, then wrapped it around his cock, sliding her cum up and down his cock. He felt his arousal spike using her cum as lube and listening to it as he rolled all over his large cock. With a quick kiss, he inserted his cock, making her arch her back and lean into Nanami right in front of her. She clung to him while Gojo drilled into her. He kissed her while sneaking his hand down to rub her clit.
When Nanami broke the kiss Gojo aggressively pushed him backwards, off his knees against the couch armrest. He didn’t mind the new view.
In fact, watching Gojo forcefully press her face down ass up, while pounding into her got him off. She was pressed against his cock while chanting his name, drooling. He shivered when she looked up at him fucked out of her mind with her mouth wide open just for him. His thighs were shaking as he slapped his cock against her tongue. He audibly moaned when she took him whole, consumed him. Had him laid bare, his legs spread on either side of her while she gagged and spat on his big cock, all with a cock-drunk giggle.
He loved the meticulous and hard thrusts Gojo delivered that had his cock hitting the back of her throat. Watching her eyes roll back with his cock stuffed in her mouth drove him closer to the edge. He saw the exact moment she came again, her face twisted in so much pleasure she stopped sucking his cock and her knees gave out. Gojo’s hair fell in front of his eyes, him looking down at her ass slamming into him, the rhythm got to him. He has grown addicted to a fat ass slapping against him. Feeling it pressed against him, sound of him ploughing into a voluptuous ass, how erotic, it made his cock twitch. When she came, he hissed at the sensation of her cunt tightening around him.
He leaned back to grab a pillow fold it and place it under her stomach. “Oh no, baby. You can’t just give up, I need you to cum one more time for us,” and he continued to plough into her, lifting his head to watch Nanami with head hung back desperately trying not to cum.
It did not take long for her to cum again. When she did, Gojo could not stop, he pressed himself against her back while he came with her. Clawing to reach deeper into her, slowly yet sternly fucking his cock deeper into her. Both Gojo and the teacher sighed feeling him continue to rut into her. Nanami, on the other hand, held it in, yes, his cock was rock hard flopping about, but he did not cum. He just watched Gojo kiss her while rubbing her back.
Last, but certainly not least, was their siren. She sat on her knees looking up at the two men towering over her— the men that have already indulged in the other ladies, yet their hunger remains unquenched— ready to engorge themselves in her. Fill her— fuck her full. Take turns fucking each other’s cum inside her, then licking it all up, and if she so pleases, feed it to her— or even better— feed it to each other while she is blissfully shuddering underneath them.
Before Nanami could even ask her what she wanted, she was already widening her legs and staring up at him innocently wanting.
Nanami stroked his cock over her as both her and Gojo watched. A few strings of pre-cum dripping onto her abdomen before he leaned down to kiss her. As he came back up, he locked eyes with Gojo again, this time just a few centimetres away from his face— for just a moment.
When he slowly pushed into her, she moaned, bucking at the sensation. “I know I’m too big, baby,” he pulls her legs over his shoulders. Stroking her calves, Nanami makes eye contact with Gojo, this time it held as he pulled out to deliver his second thrust. “Just take it. I know you can, baby.” He assures, still looking at Gojo. When he thrusted back in Gojo locked Nanami into a kiss. A feverish sloppy kiss hooking his hand on the nape of his neck. Nanami continued to fuck into their dear ole siren. His sear size causing her eyes to roll back and clench around his cock repeatedly—
deliciously, desperately coaxing Nanami to cum inside her. Nanami had to break the kiss, moaning against Gojo. He turned to face her once more, interlocking their hands and thrusting faster while Gojo moved to the side, stroking his cock at the sight. His eyes running down her curvaceous body, onto her supple arse colliding with Nanami’s thrusts, followed by Nanami’s cock ramming in and out, his sculpted body and his face twisted in pleasure, mouth agape as he stares intensely at the woman beneath him.
The orgasm was abrupt and rippled through both their bodies. Nanami moved in closer as they both came, the siren hooking her legs around his waist to keep him inside.
Feral, he hooked his arms beneath her knees, lifting her up— “a better view,” he told Gojo as he continued to fuck up into her, ploughing his cum deeper into her cunt. Bouncing her on his cock, driving it in so hard and deep she came a second time, squirting onto his cock, her juices dripping off it because the sheer wetness caused his cock to slip out of her cunt. Gojo sat on the couch his cock twitching as he watched.
Laid back on the couch, Gojo immediately lined up, dragging her to the edge of the couch lifting both her legs over his shoulders just like Nanami had done but he had other plans— “We can’t have that… what a waste” he gathered Nanami’s cum that managed to spill out with his tip to push it back in with a few slow thrust. Done, he climbed on top of her locking her in a mean mating press that had her squirming and her tits bouncing.
Slowly just grinding into her, before lining up his cock to drill into her. From behind, Nanami watched as her voluptuous arse rippled with each thrust and the contrast of his cum and her dark drown hue, her cum-covered cunt and the cum along rim of Gojo’s cock, oh that especially— such a big, beautiful arse stuffed with cock, with her legs over Gojo’s shoulders. Her moans as they listen to Gojo’s balls smacking against her with every thrust were absolutely tantalising. “Like the view?” Gojo looked back with a smirk.
“Pay attention… she’s cumming,” he teased. Her thick thighs shook violently, and the sound of their sex got more lewd— sloppier. When Gojo came he slowed down to savour her cunt clenching around him, this position allowing him to fill her with the full length of his big cock. He coos seeing, her plush stomach so cutely still covered in Nanami’s pre-cum.
Slowly sliding out, his cum glides out and down her arse. It was so much, exquisitely potent, creamy and thick. “Oops” he playfully frowns, dragging his tip along the crack of her arse gathering all the cum he can. “Too- too much got out. So much spilled out” he stutters, smirking down at her, “what do you suppose we do, sweetheart?” “Fuck more into me” she doesn’t hesitate.
Gojo coaxed her into of him grabbing a hand full of her arse when she climbed on top of him. On her knees, spread across his abdomen, she’s leaned in, her big tits hanging over his face, to get the angle just right— to envelope his whole cock as she bounced her arse on it. Nanami thoroughly enjoyed the sight of her big arse bouncing, rippling and jiggling. He stood, cock in fist. His eyes darting from Gojo wrapping his mouth around her round, big dark nipples, coating them in his saliva, his eyes rolling over truly lost in pleasure licking and sucking— pulling at her nipples with his teeth, his delight on full display, to her hips and his connecting to create a deeply licentious sound emanating from their lustful bodily union. Knowing that Gojo is fucking his and especially, Nanami’s cum back into her made his cock twitch.
Going too slow for Gojo’s liking, he wrapped his arms over her back, pinned her against him and started to viciously fuck up into her, to his satisfaction, and most certainly hers. She drooled on his shoulder, simply — “taking it so good, baby,” as she came again. The last thrusts ended with Gojo cumming inside, she was shaking grinning at the pleasurable sensation of his cock stuffing her full of his thick warm cum. Gojo stroked her head while cupping her cheek, wiping the drool away with his thumb before bringing it to his mouth for a taste.
As Gojo’s slid out, Nanami got in behind her, propped her up and on her knees, placed delicate kisses along her back and stroked the stretch marks along her wide hips before pushing her into Gojo’s chest and delivering devasting— thigh-shaking back-shots. His thrusts were lethal, causing her to squirt immediately, fortunately unlike before he did not dare stop— he continued to conquer her creamy cunt while Gojo stroked her head and drank every one of her lewd moans with kisses.
When Nanami slowly pulled out and a sticky line of cum came along, connecting from her cunt to the tip of his cock, it drove him to the crazy, he slammed back into her, filling her up. She was convulsing at the pleasure. But they were not done.
Positioning himself directly beneath her, Gojo stuffed his cock back into her while Nanami was still inside. Synchronised, they moved in tandem fucking both their cocks into her. Gojo and Nanami groaned feeling their cocks pressed together, sliding against each other as they fuck in and out of her. Feeling them both, stretch her out made her cum. What made it worse was the pace, controlled, slow, deep and tactful, to make sure both cocks get to fill her up to the brim. She kept cumming, it was too much for her to handle, for them too, because they both came shortly after. God, it felt heavenly—to be fucked full of warm cum while they moaned out her name, fucking amazing. When they both pulled out there was cum all over— on their cocks, cum sliding out her cunt, on her inner thighs, her clit, and on the couch sheets,
Thoroughly fucked dumb, she laid exhausted. Legs spread, of course, pretty hairy cunt sprawled out in front of them, twitching and erotically filled and decorated in their cum. A disgustingly lewd white mess dripping down to her arse, with patches of cum on her inner thighs, how delicious.
On their knees, they both got between her thighs. They began by licking and sucking at her inner thighs. Nanami on the right, Gojo on the left. When they both made their way to her cream-filled cunt, they took their time to admire it. Lifting her right thigh up at an angle caused more cum to flow out, Gojo dived in taking a lick and swallowing with a satisfying hum. Accordingly, both men lifted a thigh and dug in licking up the cum.
When Nanami gathered enough cum, he grabbed Gojo by the nape of his neck, sharing it with him. They lewdly made out cum running down the side of their moves and on their chins. Tongues swirling against each other, eyes closed savouring their cum and each other. When they both swallowed it all they dove back in, taking turns to circle their tongues around her clit.
Nanami looked up at her while her wrapped his tongue around her clit, pressing it flat before swiping it down. Gojo dragged his tongue from her slit to her clit, using the tip of his tongue to circle her clit. The texture, heat and moisture of their tongues felt so good. It made her buck her hips for more friction. They locked their tongues around her clit as they made out with each other against it. She threw her head back when they took turn fucking their tongues into her. Long tongues fishing for the cum they so graciously buried inside her.
All cleaned up, she was still shaking as they stood over her, cocks, cum-coated and rock hard.
At long last the women were on their knees sprawled out with Nanami and Gojo standing over them. Nanami stroked his cock, staring down at the women’s brown eyes tracing his and Gojo’s bodies.
Gojo let the librarian stroke his cock letting it hang over face as she delightfully giggled before tapping the tip on the former colleague’s tongue.
Gojo stood over the women his hand rapidly stroking his cock. When he came, he let it land on the ladies faces , inside their mouths and their big bouncy tits, careful not to get it in their hair. They looked so good. He then also got on his knees down to kiss them. An intense spike in arousal coursed through his body when the former colleague had her mouth slightly gape his cum clearly in her mouth. She grabbed hold of the nape of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. A tongue-swirling kiss that had him lustfully groaning at the taste of cum and him thrusting into the air before the librarian leaned down to wrap her eager mouth around it. The filthy kiss broke with a string of saliva connecting them but continued when he pulled the librarian up to kiss her for moment before dragging his tongue across her tits to clean up his cum. Licking down to circle her big dark nipples then doing the same to the other woman.
Nanami on the other had took his time stroking his cock. He sat on the couch dragging his cock slowly across his abdomen. Teasing the women below him. Then releasing a shallow breath as he came. His cum landed on his stoned stomach and v-line “Can you ladies kindly clean this up?”
The ladies took their time collecting all his cum with their tongues. They licked at the hollow ridges of his V-line. The teacher moved up licking his abs before kissing him to give a taste of himself. The siren took her time cleaning the cum all over his hand, taking each finger starting with his thumb before sucking his middle and index finger, Nanami happily thrusted his fingers inside her mouth to her satisfaction.
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The Saturday morning crept in, when Nanami and Gojo left. Nanami carefully closed the door kissing the librarian goodbye. Gojo did the same. Musk of sex still stuck to them as they entered Nanami’s car. He took time to run through all that happened, while Gojo next to him grinning ear to ear, still jittery, high of the pleasure. Both men’s hair and dress were dishevelled and slightly damp.
“Kento,” Nanami looked at Gojo. “I going to have to break my promise.”