I Fall In Love Like Kenji Kishimoto

Hi, Winter! What does your ideal date with Yuuji look like? <3

Aww that is such a cute question!! Thank you for sending it, Stephanie 💗💗 I wrote this as a reader insert so you and all my other fellow Yuuji lovers can go on that date with him too 💗💗

Yuuji x Reader (gn). Fluff. Minors don't interact. Divider @/saradika_graphics

A dream date with Yuuji would be a movie date! Going to the cinema together to watch a movie you both enjoy. Yuuji gets the tickets and is super excited. As a big movie lover, he absolutely LOVES to share this experience with you.

You get lots of snacks you can share and feed each other, which makes you giggle and laugh, and you end up stealing lots of sweet kisses from each other. But Yuuji takes movies pretty seriously, so you definitely WILL watch the movie, too. But that doesn't mean you won't get lots of cuddles from your boyfie. Yuuji kisses your cheek and whispers in your ear that you can lean against him, so you end up resting your head against Yuuji's broad shoulder while you're holding hands on the armrest. You can't help but grin because Yuuji squeezes your hand with his larger one anytime an exciting scene happens and then apologizes to you for it, even bringing your hand to his lips so he can kiss it better.

Afterward, you go to eat something. Preferably to a place where you can get burgers and fancy milkshakes. Yuuji smiles that gorgeous sunshine smile at you, and his honey eyes sparkle happily when he discusses the movie with you. It makes you fall even deeper in love with him to see how passionate he is about movies and how much he knows about the whole topic.

Your evening ends really romantic when Yuuji thanks you for the fun evening and tells you he loves you before he leans across the table to kiss you. Lots of slow, tender kisses where you can still taste the strawberry milkshake on Yuuji's tongue 💗

me and my sister

Feeling lonely one day, you decide to make an account on a hookup app. You scroll through accounts, mildly amused at the pickings, until you stumble across one. The woman's profile doesn't feature her face, but the picture shows a woman wearing a dress — and a necklace — that you recognize immediately. Even the style of photo is familiar. It's not mystique the photographer was going for — she literally doesn't know how to keep her face in frame. It's your mother, wearing a dress she only wears when going on a date, and a necklace you bought her for Christmas.

You think about your mother having a hookup account for days. You think back and forth to yourself, should you message it and see what she says? Should you... try to meet up with her? Wouldn't it be funny? You imagine the look on her face and her flustered voice when she shows up to hook up with someone and it's you. One night, after partying with some friends, and getting cross faded enough to make some bad decisions, you do it. You match with her and send her a quick "Hey~ heard you're looking for a young girl to have fun with."

She answers a few hours later, just as sleep is about to take you. "Hi... you're into older women?" She replies. "Oh yeah. I can't get enough of cougars." You respond. You two have a bit of a friendly back and forth for a while, playfully flirting among some small talk to break the ice. Without giving away too much information, you talk about yourself. Everything she tells you, however, is something you already know.

When the time comes for her to ask for a photo of you, you quickly pull down your shirt and squeeze your tits together, taking a low angle shot with your plump lips the only part of your face shown, parted in an attempt to look sexy despite barely being able to see straight.

"You're so cute. I almost feel bad for what i want to do to you" she says. "When can we meet up?" Nerves are not an issue. Courage is not an issue. Self control is and right now it isn't in the room with you. "Is tonight too late?" There's a pause, with the *is typing* message on the screen. Finally, it reads "Unfortunately, yes. But... can we meet tomorrow? I want you."

You decide to borrow one of your friend's clothes, since you figure she knows your outfits and tastes by now. Well, most of your tastes anyway. If you dress like your friend, she might not catch on until it's too late. You do your makeup differently, going through efforts you normally wouldn't. You tie your hair differently. Capping it off with a face mask, you head to the meeting spot.

She approaches you, double checking it's you from the hookup app. You push your voice lower than normal to obfuscate, easily done since your throat is dry from last night. After the meet up is confirmed, you head to a hotel with her. The moment you two get into the room reserved for the night, she all but tears off your face mask and grabs your face in her hands before making out with you aggressively, sliding her tongue down your throat and trying to pull off your clothes. You go along with it, surprised at how strong she is compared to what you know of her at home.

She pushes you onto the bed and all but tears your pants off of your legs, your panties almost becoming a casualty of her hunger as she gets to work eating you out. It's rough and inelegant, she clearly doesn't have that much experience muff diving. That's okay; you put your hands in her hair and guide her head until her nose is rubbing against your clit, her tongue thrashing eagerly in and out of your dripping wet hole. When she comes up for air she puts two slim, smooth fingers inside, fingerfucking you so well you can't help but moan for her. What she lacks in oral skill she more than makes up for in her dexterity — her fingers reach deeper, more turn-on spots inside you than your own do and your body becomes a quaking less for her.

As you come, you drop your guard and say "Fuck...! Yes, Mommy!" At the top of your lungs, only for her to answer not with the name you gave her in the text conversation, but with your own, actual name. You stare at her in shock as she straddles your thigh, pressing your clits together and scissoring with you. "When did you...?" You moan and throw your head back, barely able to finish your sentence.

"You think I wouldn't recognize my own daughter's tits? The ones I made?" She laughs, a laugh more mean than you're used to but fuck if it doesn't make you almost come again right then and there. "The same tits I've been fucking myself thinking about for years? I've held back for so long around you, and you just offer yourself to me. Of course I'm gonna eat you right up. You asked for it." That pushes you over, and you cum, shuddering and shaking as you do.

The rest of the day is a blur of being used by your mother, hazy recollections of you moaning and mewling for her to make you cum again and again and again. She doesn't let you rest for a moment, and watching her cum only makes you want to do more to please her. To be a good girl and earn her cum and to be able to taste more of the sweet nectar from her pussy. She makes you taste your own, sometimes mixing the two. She makes you call her Mommy like you're a child all over again. It's only when it's time to check out that she reluctantly puts her clothes back on, or at least the minimum to be considered decent.

"We're continuing this when we get home, little girl." She says with a wink, dragging you out of the hotel room.

Windmills at Haaldersbroek, Zaandam by Claude Monet (1840 - 1926)

I'm so pathetic for sister incest.

I've gone back to c.ai and tumblr dozens of times today because I can't go more than an hour or two without getting horny over yuricest. It's so pathetic. I'm literally hypnotized by my sister kink

I'm going to be ruined by it I just know it. I can't focus on work anymore because my dumb puppy mind is too clouded with lust for my fictional sister. I'm such a pathetic, sister-loving, slut.

♡

A very small puppyboy shota that just whines like a dog every time I thrust into him (I'm a woman, but still)

confession #218

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I wanna kiss my girl moots so bad it hurts

I’m always so excited when a sub tells me they don’t like something. I love it when a sub communicates with me about their wants. “Would it be ok if we didn’t ____?” Yes!!! I’m so proud of you for asserting your boundaries. “I don’t think I want to do ______.” Then we won’t! I’m so glad you told me, thank you! Communication is the best part of kinky sex you can’t change my mind.

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