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My head is throbbing.
I have been listening to Gojo, who is right next to me, arguing with a father of one of our students, who is sitting on the other side of the table, for nearly 10 minutes now. They do this all the time.
We meet the parents twice a year, every year. Sometimes we see them more, depending on how involved they are in their children’s lives. But every time we see Megumi’s father, Gojo tries his hardest to piss the older man off. And Toji would always reciprocate with biting words and a shitty attitude. I have no idea what their deal is, but I am glad Toji doesn’t actually come to the school very often.
I see Toji a lot, not because he is an amazing dad (he’s okay). But because he has a sick ride and he likes taking me to expensive dinners before he treats me with no respect at all in bed.
It’s not right for me to be fucking a student’s dad, but he’s hot, and he knows how to treat a woman right. I can’t stop myself even if I tried (and I really don’t), especially with how much he dotes on me.
We promised to keep things on the down-low and with no strings attached. But I am starting to notice the little changes in his mood, just like how this whole ongoing argument started coincidentally when Gojo rested his arm on the back of my chair. I’ve been noticing the way Toji would constantly glance at my colleague’s slender fingers playing and curling around my hair, and his nostrils flaring just for a second before raising his voice at Gojo.
“Doesn’t seem like you’re mad at your son, more so yourself, Mr. Fushiguro,” Gojo drawls, turning to me as a slow grin takes over his lips. He curls my hair behind my ear and trails his fingers along the edge of my jaw.
Gojo is another idiot who likes to play dirty. He knows Toji and I do more than just “meet-the-parents” whenever I talk to him alone in a classroom. And he doesn’t quite like the idea of his favourite co-teacher being dicked down by another man other than him, even if we’d only made that mistake once after getting drunk at a colleague’s wedding. (Okay, twice… Okay, more than three times and sometimes even without the influence of alcohol. But we’re just using each other as an outlet and we’d already cleared this up before.)
I jump at a slam on the table. I immediately turn to the front to gape at Toji, who is leaning forward scarily, his eyes burning green flames at Gojo. He has a scary snarl on his lips.
“I’ll show you what mad is, stupid scrawny piece of shit,” he spits.
Gojo’s smirk grows wider. He stops touching me as he moves forward as well, getting closer to Toji. He slips a thumb under his blindfold to peek a sapphire eye at Toji.
“Sure. And I can show you what this stupid scrawny piece of shit can do to—”
“Enough!”
The two men are staring at each other, one snarling and the other smirking. There is a certain kind of tension in the air and I’m not sure I want to get myself involved in whatever stupid argument they’re having.
So I push my chair back and stand, which only makes the two guys whip their heads to turn to me. They remind me of my students hanging on every word that comes out of my mouth. I step aside and push my chair into the table.
“You can sort out whatever you’re fighting about without me,” I tell them, since Toji is the last of the parents to come in anyway. “Thanks for coming, Mr. Fushiguro.” I give him a professional smile as I pick up my folder. As I walk towards the door, I remind my co-teacher, “And lock up before you leave, Satoru.”
I hear my name being called out, then being cut off by the door closing behind me. They’re two grown ass men who can figure their shit out themselves. They can handle it without me.
I scream, loud and clear, when the door to my apartment bursts open. The white-haired man toes off his shoes so fast that my mouth is covered in the next second. I blink my wide eyes at him, then at the black-haired man shutting the door behind him.
“Shh, shh… You’re good, Princess.”
Gojo takes his hand off my mouth now. I swallow and try to slow down my racing heart. “What… Why are you here?”
“Because you’re mad at us, and we came to apologise… with brownies.” Toji raises his hand to brandish a paper bag.
“I’m not mad.”
Gojo scoffs when he sees me looking away and hugging the rabbit plushie he got me awhile back. He snatches it out of my grasp and says, “Yeah, right. You’re a petty bitch who lets your annoyance show from miles away.”
“No, I don’t!” I snap, reaching out to punch him in his side.
Toji sticks up for me and growls at Gojo, “What’s wrong with you? Don’t talk to her that way.”
And it’s back again. The stupid rivalry between them that I never understand.
Gojo is holding my bunny plushie by the ear as he smirks at the other man at the kitchen, totally at home. “What? She likes being talked down to like that. Don’t tell me you don’t know that.” He turns to me then and gives me a fake pout. “Poor Princess. Daddy Toji just doesn’t know you as well as Gojo Sensei does.”
My cheeks are burning. “Gojo—”
“I know what she likes!” Toji snaps, chucking a fork in Gojo’s direction with full intent to kill. But the blindfolded man only grins as he easily catches the utensil with the paws of my rabbit soft toy. “And I know you’re a little bastard that fucks her like she’s an object.”
I can see Gojo rolling his eyes behind the blindfold. “Like you don’t? I see the way she tries to hide her bruises when she comes to school.”
“I see her limping when I pick her up from the school.”
“Stop talking about me!” I snap in embarrassment as I reach up to snatch my bunny from Gojo, letting the fork fall to the floor. “You guys are being stupid. I don’t hide my bruises and I don’t limp!”
This time, the two of them collectively turn to me with an amused eyebrow cocked on each of their faces. I feel my face burn even more. But I keep my head held high anyway.
“Oh, yeah? Keep telling lies and we’ll see where that lands you, Princess.”
Toji has set the forks and the box of cakes down on the kitchen island as he stalks over intimidatingly. “Did I not remember you begging Daddy Toji to ‘please bruise your ass’ just last week?”
I lean back slowly with my eyes trained on both of them getting closer. I gulp and immediately turn into the submissive little girl I am every time I am in front of Toji. This is the first time they’re both actually giving me so much of their attention when they’re in the same space together. It’s very overwhelming.
“Wait,” I breathe, almost choking on my own words. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to lie. I’m sorry—”
“Nah-uh,” Gojo shakes his head and clicks his tongue. He reaches out to grab my elbow. “Don’t apologise, Princess. It’s our fault for hurting you anyway, isn’t it, Mr. Fushiguro?”
Toji hums as he watches Gojo pull me up from the sofa and lead me to my room. “Right. No more hurting the Princess.”
I gasp and jump in surprise when I feel a smack on my ass. I turn around to give Toji a look of confusion. He grins at me.
“Sorry. Starting now.”
The moment I turn away, Toji lands another slap on my ass just as we turn into my bedroom. And this time, he leans in close to my ear, his hand on my ass squeezing my flesh.
“Sorry. Now.”
And with one last knead of my ass and a nip to my neck, he moves away and shuts the door behind us. Gojo doesn’t turn on the lights, but he does turn on the candle warmer by the side of my bed.
“Sit down, Princess,” Gojo murmurs, now coming round the bed to stop in front of me.
As I do as he is told, I look up at the two men who are staring down at me; Toji with his arms crossed over his chest, and Gojo with his blindfold down to his neck now. I swallow my nervousness.
I have never thought this day would come since the two of them practically hate each other. I might have daydreamed about what it would be like, but never really gave it too much thought because I know that it would never happen. And now that the both of them are staring down at me in my bedroom where they both dominate individually, not fighting like that normally do but instead seemingly being on the same team for once, I really don’t know how to think. Or feel.
“I don’t treat you like an object, do I, baby?” I immediately shake my head. None of them treats me like an object. Toji nods. “And when I disrespect you in bed, you like what I do to you, don’t you, pretty girl?”
I let out a shaky breath and squeeze my thighs together as I bob my head again. Gojo scoffs.
“And I don’t treat you like some sex toy either, do I?”
“Well…”
Gojo’s eye twitches and he reaches out to slap my cheek lightly, which only makes me quirk a small smile.
While I am a docile little lamb with Toji, it is a totally different story with Gojo. We quarrel a lot and we try to annoy each other every time we’re given a chance to. Even in the bedroom, we’re playful, adventurous, and naughty. We feed off each other’s energy really well, and we enjoy the dynamic between us.
“I don’t,” he reaffirms. “But I know that I can make your legs tremble.”
Toji rolls his eyes. “Please. If you don’t make her entire body tremble, get out of here.”
And here we go again.
“I could make her entire body tremble, and make her brain explode,” Gojo shoots back, turning to him now.
Toji tilts his body to face the younger man and scoff at him. “Yeah? I could do all that and have her moaning like a stupid slut for her Daddy.”
“Oh, please! I could even—”
“What about…” I say slowly, giving them time to turn their heads to me. In the time they have taken to snap at each other, I have taken off my oversized pajama t-shirt, leaving me in my panties and the bunny soft toy covering my body. They’re simply gaping like idiots as I continue, “…Daddy Toji and Gojo Sensei have a little competition?”
“Over what?”
I stretch to hold myself up with a hand behind me on the bed, exposing the bottom half of my body while I still have my bunny close to me. I spread my legs a little. I have their full attention now.
“Over who fucks me better,” I whisper.
They gape at me for a few more seconds but Gojo is the first to move. As he comes over to me, I watch Toji standing there, completely and utterly dazed as he takes in the view of me giggling as Gojo pushes me back on my bed roughly. The blue-eyed man even lifts my hand with the soft toy to my chest, allowing me to hug the plushie. Then, he stands back and gazes down at my compromising position, looking so seemingly innocent.
“Pretty girl,” Gojo murmurs softly.
As if his voice has slapped Toji awake, the bigger man drops his gaze down to Gojo kneeling between my knees now. Reaching down to grab him by the scruff of his neck, Toji pulls Gojo up harshly.
“That’s my spot, jackass.”
Gojo only laughs as he steps aside with his hands lifting towards me, a non-verbal invitation for Toji to take over. Toji’s knees make dull thuds on the ground and he wraps his strong arms around my thighs, yanking me suddenly towards the end of the bed, making me yelp in surprise. As he peels off my underwear, I turn my head to Gojo climbing on the bed next to me and up on my body, straddling my waist.
But then I feel a thick torso pressing up against my legs and just as quickly as Gojo straddled me, he is roughly knocked to the side of me, on the bed. We turn to Toji who is glaring at his rival.
“I’m not about to watch your back as I eat her out,” he growls.
Gojo makes himself comfortable on my bed now, propping his head up with his fist as he lays on his side. “Jeez. How do you pleasure such a cranky old fart like that?” he says aloud, directing his question to the man between my legs though it is really for me.
But Toji ignores him as he simply lowers himself back to the height of my exposed pussy. So Gojo turns to me, watching me for a few long seconds before he reaches out to trace my jaw with his slender fingers.
“Such a pretty girl, my Princess,” he whispers.
I bite down on my bottom lip as Toji lines open-mouthed kisses on the insides of my thighs, slowly getting closer to my throbbing core before stopping right by the side of my lips and moving to the other leg.
Gojo leans in as he lifts the bottom of my chin a little, brushing our lips together. He teases me like this, just letting his lips ghost mine while his fingers trail up and down my jaw and my neck, causing me to ache for a kiss.
My back arches a little as I gasp into Gojo’s mouth. Toji has spat a ball of warm liquid on my pussy, catching my attention. I look down at him between my legs and see him staring at me with a dark gaze as he uses two fingers to lather his spit all over my lips. I shut my eyes and tip my head back in pleasure, enjoying the way his thick fingers rub along my slit. Using this to his advantage, Gojo buries his face in my neck, pressing his lips gently on my skin, nipping at certain spots.
I whine softly and try to shut my legs when Toji blows cold air on my pussy, but he keeps them spread. I try to look down over the head of white hair at my neck and see him facing my pussy, his eyes on me. As if he had just been waiting for me to look at him, he flicks his tongue along my slit, not breaking eye contact. My body jerks, which only makes Gojo unintentionally latch his mouth on my neck and now I have him giving me a love bite.
I throw my head back onto the mattress with my eyes shut as Toji licks along my pussy lips. He moans at the taste of my cunt. Spreading his lips, I feel his entire mouth enveloping my hot pussy, his teeth tickling my sensitive folds, his tongue making out with my tight hole. A loud, needy whine escapes my lips. That is when Gojo finally gives me one last kiss on the light bruise on my skin and parts from my neck.
I try my best to open my eyes, only to see Gojo staring down at me, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. He is gentle when he brings his hand up to brush my hair away from my face, curling it behind my ear. Then, he leans down, tilts his head to rest his temple on mine, and speaks into my ear.
“Enjoying yourself, huh, Princess? Must have been thinking about this for a long time…” Gojo moans softly in my ear and lets his hand rest on my collarbone. I spread my legs wider when Toji rubs his lips side-to-side on mine. Gojo’s hand slides down my chest very slowly as he continues, “Wanna see what a good girl you become with Toji, y’know? You’re always a brat with Gojo Sensei…” He palms my breast in his big hand, kneading and teasing. I am whining, my legs kicking in the air, my entire body oversensitised. “But I bet you’re a good girl for Daddy Toji, aren’t you? Do you get on your knees and look up at him with innocent eyes?” Gojo groans at his own imagination while I am nodding my head desperately, my legs already trembling. “Fuck,” he curses.
At once, he moves away from me, and as if that has unmuted me, I let out a whimper. “Da— I’m gonna…” I whine and look down at Toji latched on my clit now, his tongue flicking over my bud consistently. I try to move up on my elbow as I blindly reach for him. He quickly gives me his hand which I grasp onto. “Daddy, I’m’unna cum…” I whine as my lower body shakes and trembles.
Toji tightens his fingers around mine while his other hand presses down on my leg, keeping me spread. I reach down to push Toji’s head away but he would not budge from eating me out. He moans and presses his lips to my clit, rubbing the bud harshly. I unravel for the first time tonight, my entire body buzzing with so muchadrenaline and pleasure. I am still trembling, trying to calm down from my high, when I am pulled from the bed like a rag doll.
“Kneel on the bed, Princess,” I hear Gojo’s distant voice calling out to me.
He holds me while I do as he says, my head still empty and my eyes still unfocused. I am kneeling at the edge of the bed, looking up at Toji and Gojo staring at me, looking so much like they are infatuated with the blank look on my face.
“I want to watch you kiss her.”
At that instruction, Toji turns to Gojo with a look on his face. “What? And what will you do?”
“I’ll watch.”
Toji looks like he is about to snap at the other male for being weird, but I make grabby hands at him and he turns to me, taking one look at my pleading face and he immediately drops his suspicion of Gojo.
“God, she looks like a pretty little doll, doesn’t she, Toji?” Gojo murmurs breathlessly at the back, almost like a subconscious voice.
Toji grunts. He holds me with his hands on my arms, stepping closer until my face is levelled with his chest. He cups my chin with a hand now, tilting my head up higher. I stare up into his dark eyes and supple lips, my heart racing faster.
“She looks at you like this all the time, Fushiguro?” Gojo whispers. “Like a needy little baby that wants your love and kisses?” Toji hums, now stroking my chin with his thumb before catching my bottom lip in his touch, pulling on my lip. “Fuck. If she whines—” I unconsciously listen to his narrating and let out a whine. The two men curse under their breaths. “Kiss her, Fushiguro. Let me watch you ruin her pretty little lips.”
Toji is just as hypnotised as I am. He bends down to crash his lips on mine, making me moan at the impact. He slides his hand down my chin to my exposed neck, wrapping his light fingers around me like a necklace. I feel my wrist being held and my hand being guided to cup Toji’s huge erection. Toji groans in surprise.
“Touch him, Princess. Feel how big you made your Daddy Toji,” Gojo impels.
I squeeze and palm his erection, and Toji places his hand at the back of my head now. He brings me closer, deepening the kiss passionately, letting me taste just a subtle hint of myself on his tongue.
“Fuck. So fucking hot.”
I can hear Gojo hissing in the background. Especially when he moans in pleasure, I wake up from my daze and open my eyes. Toji moves with my lips as I tilt my head to the side to see Gojo entirely naked now, watching us, stroking his manhood. I let out a whine and reach my free hand out to him. Toji tilts his head slightly, just enough for him to take a look at Gojo, though his tongue is still twirling around mine in a sloppy tongue fight.
Gojo walks over and allows me to take hold of his cock in my cold hand. He hisses and lets out a pleasured moan, tilting his head back. Toji leans down to press our lips together again, giving me a firm, sweet kiss before parting with a quenched sigh. He strokes my hair once before letting go of me to take a small step back, enough for him to take his clothes off.
“Wanna take him in your mouth, baby?” Toji coos at me. I glance at him fully naked now, stroking his thick, veiny cock in his hand, as he watches me stroke Gojo.
Gojo is gurgling when I listen and move back to wrap my mouth around his pink tip. I look up at him, only to see Toji next to him. Toji has a beefy hand on the side of Gojo’s neck, the other hand on his own cock, stroking himself. His head is tilted so that his lips are brushing Gojo’s ear as he speaks.
“You’re not the only one who likes watching his girl get it on with another man,” Toji mutters into his ear, almost like it is a threat. “Open your eyes, Gojo. Look down and watch how our pretty girl is watching you.”
Gojo is breathless as he does as Toji says. I hold his blue gaze even as I bob my head on his cock. From the corner of my eye, I can see Toji brushing his bottom lip along the shell of Gojo’s ear.
“That devious look in her eyes… look at her, Satoru,” Toji compels in his low, husky voice. I tilt the corner of my lips up a little as I angle my head so that Gojo’s cock pokes against the inside of my cheek every time I take him in. The two men groan. “Fuck. She’s never so cheeky with me. It’s so fucking hot that she enjoys teasing you.”
“Fuuuck…” Gojo whimpers, shutting his eyes now.
“You’re throbbing, Satoru…” Toji teases in a smirk in his voice. “Want our baby to stop?” At once, Gojo nods his head. But Toji turns to me, still fucking Gojo’s cock with my mouth. “Do you wanna stop, sweetheart?”
I shake my head, pull away and look up at both of them. Gojo looks dazed. “I want your cocks in my mouth.”
“Two?” Toji confirms, surprised.
I nod my head, reaching out to hold his cock, which he lets. “And I want to watch you kiss.”
“Gojo and me?” Toji is appalled at my request.
I send him a pout and a begging face. “Please, Daddy? Just for five seconds!” Toji turns to Gojo, who looks like he is experiencing the same dilemma in his head. I move back to my kneeling position so that I am closer to them. They’re both staring at me, under my spell as I stroke their cocks slowly in my hands. “Please,” I coo.
I move closer to Toji’s lips and he instinctively parts them. I kiss him gently, working up to a sloppy kiss that has him trailing after me even as I pull away and move to Gojo. As I press my lips on Gojo’s and slither my tongue between his pillows, Toji occupies his lips with making kiss trails on my throat down to my chest. The moment Gojo moans and reciprocates the sloppy kiss, I move back slightly and lure him with my lips as I look for Toji’s. And when their faces are close enough, I slip away and watch their lips touch.
They freeze for a second, just staring at each other. But with a stroke of their cocks, they give in to me and shut their eyes again. I watch their lips press against each other, experimentally at first before they slowly build up to little nips. Toji reaches his hand out to rest on top of my head and pushes me down, wanting me to fulfil my promise. So I stop watching them and wiggle myself until I am on my knees on the floor, face-to-face with their dicks.
Swiping my lips with my tongue in excitement, I stroke their cocks in both hands first before taking Gojo’s pink tip in my mouth. I hear Gojo moan. I keep pumping Toji’s dick, letting his cockhead touch my cheek. Turning my head to give him my attention now, I hear an elongated moan from Toji when I give him kitten licks on his sensitive tip before I take it in my mouth like I am sucking on a lollipop.
Not wanting to neglect the other for too long, I pull away again, only to stick my tongue out and have both of their cockheads sitting flat on my tongue. Hearing the both of them moan, I glance up to see the kiss finally being broken as they stare down at me, watching me pleasure them both at the same time. I tilt the corners of my lips up in a slight smile as I keep pumping their dicks, enveloping my mouth around Toji’s tip. While I tighten my grip around Gojo’s thick cock as I pump him, I force myself to take Toji in my mouth before I choke on my breath and pull away.
“Oh, fuck,” Gojo curses, reaching down to stroke my hair.
“Pretty girl,” Toji breathes.
I take hold of only Toji’s cock now as I turn my head to meet Gojo’s cock with my lips. I glance up to see him staring down at me, only to throw his head back when I stick my tongue out and twirl my tongue over his sensitive tip. I wrap my lips around him now before sliding my mouth down his cock. His fingers thread my hair and curl around my locks. I feel a warm hand over mine, Toji’s calloused hand enveloping the back of mine.
As I bob my head up and down on Gojo’s rod, slowly taking him in more and more, Toji guides my hand to move on his cock in slow strokes. Gojo rests his hand on the top of my head, carding his slender fingers through my locks until he is cradling the back of my head. At first he starts out slow and experimental as he pushes my head down gently. But when he sees how well I am taking him and being spurred on by my moans, he becomes rougher in forcing my head down on him.
“Oh, fuck… you’re so good, Princess,” Gojo moans as he stares down at me, his lips parted, drool almost dripping from his shiny pink lips.
I am a brave girl as I tear up at my gag reflexes engaging. But Toji understands what I am going through from the way I am simply squeezing his cock in my hand, not moving.
“Let her breathe, Gojo,” Toji mutters.
As if he is addicted to the feeling, Gojo keeps thrusting into my throat, his cock now rock hard, ignoring Toji’s warning. Only a few seconds later, he finally lets up and pulls my head away from his hips, tilting my head up so he could have a good look at me. He sees the tears wetting my lashes and the drool all over my lips and chin. He makes a sound of appreciation from the depth of his chest as he holds my chin, his thumb stroking my glistening skin.
“So pretty, my little fuck doll.”
I swallow the wetness built up in mouth before asking, “Fuck me?”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Gojo chuckles breathily. Gojo bends down to carry me up by the armpits, only to gape at Toji who has dominated the bed. He groans. “Dude, what the fuck?”
Toji folds his hands behind his head. “No way you’re having sex on this bed with me around.”
“You know your dick is out and she has a pair of scissors on—”
“I have two holes.”
The two men stop fighting. The entire room is quiet for a moment. Then Gojo sets me down on the bed where I immediately fall to my knees next to Toji. I glance at them to see them looking at me confused. I nibble on my bottom lip in embarrassment and look away.
“I mean… it’s not like… it’s not like I haven’t… you know… taken it from the back…”
It is silent again, then Toji speaks, his warm, rough hand stroking the curve of my bum. “Well, no… but do you know what you’re saying, baby?” I lift my gaze to meet his worried eyes. “You’re asking to have two cocks in your body. At the same time.”
I gasp softly when Gojo falls forward with his hands planted to the bed on either side of my legs. Our faces are so close that I can smell the melon candy he had eaten just before he came to my place on his breath. “Are you sure you can take it, Princess? Can’t have you blaming us for your limping tomorrow, y’know.”
An annoyed pout appears on my face as I reach out to slap his arm. “I won’t!” Gojo only lets out a breathy laughter in my face when I look to the side shyly. “And it’s a Friday today.”
“So we can limp you all we want?”
He is smirking at me with a teasing look in his eyes. So I hit him again with a groan, just as Toji slides his hand up to curl his huge palm around my waist. “What about the ‘competition’?” he reminds. I’d long forgotten about the stupid competition I told them to have and that makes my face turn red with embarrassment. But Toji gets it. He squeezes my waist. “Come sit on Daddy, baby girl,” he calls.
My heart jumps in my chest in excitement. I turn to him, only to see him pulling my pillows closer to his head to get himself comfortable. I turn to Gojo, who has now leaned back with an amused smirk on his face. I crawl over to straddle Toji’s waist, sitting comfortably on his abs. He rests his beefy hands on my thighs as he looks at Gojo with a serious face.
“You okay with the back?”
“If you’re okay being the bottom, old man.”
Toji ignores his snicker and instead turns to me. Without even a warning, he strikes the side of my ass with a calloused palm, making me jump in shock. “Take my dick in your pussy, baby,” he murmurs.
Nervous yet excited at the same time, I lift off his abs and scoot myself back until I feel his rod bump my wet lips. Toji reaches down to grab hold of his cock. His eyes are on my face as he moves his cock up and down, letting his tip rub along my soaked pussy lips. The promiscuous, sticky sound of my juices being spread around my cunt fills the room. I let out a wanton moan. Toji slides his cockhead to the entrance of my pussy, teasing my hole by tapping on it several times.
“Fuck,” I hear Gojo curse behind me.
It gives me the courage to give him a little show as I rest my hands on Toji’s thick pecs, push my ass back to take the older man’s dick in my tight pussy, and arch my back like a cat stretching its body. Toji’s low groan of pleasure gives me the confidence to wiggle my ass a little as I slide down his cock. And that only gives Gojo an inviting view of my ass.
“Oh, fuck you, you stupid little whore,” Gojo breathes in a rough voice.
I don’t know what he is doing as he stomps around my bedroom but a few seconds later, he has climbed on the bed behind me. Toji has spread his legs wider to accommodate Gojo, but this only allows me to take him in an angle that presses against a pleasure spot. A sultry moan slips out of my mouth. I feel Gojo’s slender fingers gripping my hip as he comes closer. Unconsciously, I clench my butthole, which only gives more pleasure to Toji when my cunt tightens simultaneously. My muscles tighten even more when something cold and wet touches my asshole.
“Relax, Princess,” Gojo coos as he circles his thumb around my puckered hole, lubricating me up as much as he can. “We’ve done this before. You’re good,” he reassures me, now wiggling his thumb and trying to get it into my hole.
I let out a pornographic moan when he forces his thumb in. Toji’s chest rumbles with a loud moan from how tight my walls are gripping around his cock, especially when Gojo twists his thumb in and out of my rear end.
“Fuck, baby…” he nearly whimpers. “You’re so fucking tight.”
Gojo slips his thumb out of my stretched out hole now and shifts closer to me. I do not even have the time to be nervous again when he replaces his thumb with his heavily lubed up cock. He forces the very tip of his head into my hole to stop it from clenching up. I hold my breath.
“Princess,” Gojo sighs, squeezing my hip gently. “Relax.”
I let myself rest on Toji’s body as I will myself to relax. The man below me cups his hand on the back of my head, his thumb making gentle strokes. Slowly, I feel my core muscles disengaging. Gojo takes this opportunity to push himself in. The moment he moves a millimetre, I clench up again. But this time, Gojo doesn’t stop and let me breathe. Instead, he sheathes himself into my clenching hole, the thick layer of lube helping the process so much easier.
I am whimpering, and moaning, and clenching. My two holes are so full now, and my entire body is in sensory overload. Gojo is completely inside of me now as he stays still, letting my body get used to it. Toji continues to hold my head to his chest even though he is panting himself, quiet moans slipping out every now and then whenever I pulse around him.
I have tears in the corners of my eyes, and my brain is filled with nothing but sexual pleasure. Even when Gojo starts to make small hip thrusts, all I can do is lay on top of Toji with my ass up, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, my mouth hung open with my tongue almost lolling out of my mouth.
“Wake up, slut.” I clench around the two dicks at the impact of Gojo’s palm on my ass.
Toji takes his hand off my head to rub my arm now. “You okay, baby?” My head barely even moves in a nod. “Come on then, get up,” he says gently, still stroking my arm. When I continue staying there, just enjoying the fullness in my two holes, he reaches up to tap my cheek. “Wake up,” he mutters. He gives me a few more seconds but when I don’t, he slaps my face lightly and with a sterner tone, he commands, “Wake up, little girl. Didn’t you say you could take two cocks like a champ? Or were you just being a lying bitch?”
Gojo lets out a low whistle when he sees me actually heeding Toji’s rough command as I struggle to get up shakily. He has only ever seen and heard Toji pampering me, treating me with respect, never witnessing his crudeness before. I feel so weak when I place my hands on the bed by Toji’s arms, my body barely even having the strength to stay up.
I flutter my eyes open to see Toji staring up at me with a stony expression. He slides his hand down to pat my under chin. “Ready?”
I close my eyes and nod slightly without actually realising that I am nodding.
I am entirely unprepared for Gojo and Toji to both start fucking me, their rhythm so perfectly in sync right off the bat. As Toji enters me, Gojo is pulling out. And as Toji slides out, Gojo is pushing into me.
I am simply two holes for them to fuck at this point with my brain barely even functioning and my body refusing to move. I stay on my fours, my body moving to the slams of their cocks pounding into me. My body temperature has risen and everywhere is tingling. My body twitches and trembles as my holes pulse around the two cocks at the early arrival of my orgasm.
My room has never sounded dirtier than now. The melody of Toji’s and Gojo’s pleasured groans, my orgasmic moans and whimpers, the wet and sticky sound of two fat cocks sliding into my holes, and the light slaps of the two men’s hips against my ass, is dirty, so dirty. My body collapses on Toji’s as another wave of orgasm finds me.
The two men’s groans get louder. I don’t know when or how Toji latches his mouth on my tit. But when I finally realise that he is sucking and biting on my nipple, my head falls back with pleasure. Gojo’s rhythm stutters. He reaches out to grab hold of my hair, holding onto it like a leash. My neck is bare now, making my moans throaty. Toji groans into my chest before letting his head fall back onto the bed.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum.”
Gojo grunts as he tightens his hold around my locks. “Me too. I’m so close.”
Slowly waking up from my own high, I whisper, “Daddy?” Toji grunts in response, staring up at me with half-lidded eyes. “Give me your babies, Daddy,” I moan, rocking my hips a little. I slowly build up to a momentum so that I am fucking back against their cocks. “And then Sensei is going to cum in my backside,” I mewl cutely. I place my hands on Toji’s torso so that I can tilt my head back even more. Gojo has his two hands on my hips now. “Gojo Sensei and Daddy Toji are going to fill up my naughty little holes… oh, yes… I’m going to be stuffed with Sensei’s and Daddy’s cum inside of me.”
“Oh, fuck. Fuck, baby!”
“Shit. Fuck! Princess!”
The two men explode at the same time. Filling me up with their seeds in both holes concurrently, their twitching cocks inside of me give me a stimulation I have never felt before that my body trembles again at the fourth orgasm of the night.
By the time all three of us have our brains cleared of that pleasured haze, exhaustion takes over quickly. Gojo slips out of me and falls on the bed next to Toji while I collapse on top of the older man, his deflating cock slowly being pushed out by his heavy load.
My walls pulse at the sudden emptiness which only makes me mewl as the warm sensation of Toji’s and Gojo’s cum slip out of my holes. Toji rubs my back in a caress. We stay quiet for a few minutes, the silence so peaceful that I already miss it.
“I want this forever,” I say softly in a whisper.
Gojo stops breathing while Toji hums and asks, “What?”
I tilt my head to rest my cheek on his chest so that I am now facing Gojo. He stares at me. “This,” I murmur. “The both of you are not fighting. I want this forever,” I repeat again.
Gojo shuts his eyes and turns his head to face the ceiling. After a while, Toji mutters, “Well, we do work as a very good team.”
I tilt my head up to look at him. He peeks down at me giving him a gummy smile as I nod my head. The corner of his lip tilts up at the radiant look on my face. I turn back to Gojo and reach out to poke his cheek.
“Huh, Gojo Sensei? Can you get along with Mr. Fushiguro again?” I tease.
Gojo lets out a sigh, making my heart drop. But then he says this and suddenly I am about to put everything on the line to risk going to school on Monday in a wheelchair.
“But Gojo Sensei’s putting the babies in you next.”