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SHOULD I MAKE A PART 2

Thinking about coming back home to find chosos body half way bent over, slowly rocking his hips into something.

From where you're standing, you can see him but he can't see you. His phone is in hand; and the more you look, the faster you realize he's jacking off. You can tell he's not using his hand though. No, using your hands dosent make a buzzing sound.

Not knowing what to do, you continue to watch him, slowly walking towards him while remaining unnoticed. His soft moans fill your ears, your face turning a little red.

Seeing his hips rut into whatever you could assume to be in his hand, possibly a toy he's bought himself; the sound from his phone starts becoming more clear to you— though not audible.

"F—fuccck, Cho—, cho, please, 'm so– so close"

oh. It was a video of a few nights ago.

your ears go hot, face becoming warm to your own touch. Hiding behind a wall, you try calming down a bit before doing anything more.

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my phone is still broke yall, sorry for dying randomly

once I get a new phone, best believe imma be going ham on the choso ideas

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obsessed with ur account! <3 i literally just open it randomly n scroll, thats how much i love ur posts!

aaawwe, i love ur blog too. ive been reblogging things and i followed you too i rlly like ur content, and i hope you reach ur ugw or gw :3

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Я молюсь на эти дойки 🙏

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YALL I GOT A HUSBAND AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

#personal

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My beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, show stopping, outstanding, uplifting, astonishing, fantastic, exquisite, excellent, inspirational, intriguing, glorious pretty princess Choso

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vampire choso comm <3

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choso with a back tattoo and piercings

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JJK V1 | JJK V2 | Yuri On Ice

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Mhm. Now that’s what I’m talkin bout. Thank you Gege.

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choso was your dealer and lord was that man fine, he didn't even have to dress up to let you know that he was going to look fine regardless, with his sweats and wife beater on every time you showed up.

sometimes you didn't even need weed, you just wanted to see him and a part of you was convinced that he knew that, but you didn't care, the sooner he knew that you wanted him, the sooner you were going to get him.

now that was your thought process five months ago before you actually started fucking him, each time you show up to his apartment it's surreal that you won't be leaving in the next 3 minutes.

you obviously did a good job because choso didn't play about you, like at all, if he heard your name making its way around campus he would cock his eyebrow and wonder what the fuck was going around, you had him in a chokehold.

he needed you bad, there was something about you that made him stand tall and lick his lips.

“what's up? you need anything?” is a text that would be coming to your phone screen every time he didn't hear from his pretty princess, he made sure you were fed, safe, and dicked down when needed to be.

don't get him on the nights where he's not sober because best believe you're going to be in his lap grinding and kissing on him, the feeling of your skin on his bought him butterflies and made him light-headed.

his hands slowly rubbing up your thigh as he kissed your soft lips and traced it down to your jaw then your neck, taking time to smell you then put his mark-down. his tongue tracing over your flesh and lightly sucking as his eyelashes flutter trying to stay open.

you were his peace, everytime you came over it was like he was taking a walk on the beach with how much you soothed him down and made him crave you more each and every day.

“come sit on my face baby.” his eyes bloodshot red and his eyes hanging low with his sweats halfway off his ass and his legs spread out, with a smirk on his face.

you were his favorite person, and he was your favorite boy. the best decision was stopping by every day and getting a glimpse of him.

one of choso's favorite thing to do besides admire you and listen to any and everything you had to say, was fucking you, your pussy was something he's never felt and no not because he was high.

whenever he was inside you, his body would collapse and make him cum, you felt so good wrapped around him, and the way you would ride him or arch your back was crazy.

“do that thing i like.” his eyes sparkling and his mouth gaping as you get into position. he was crazy for you.

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currently thinking about choso...

you and cho' are visiting your parents house for the weekend and he's helping to make lunch for you guys. the only problem is, you're walking around in the prettiest little sundress and he wants nothing more than for you, his mommy, to ride him in it so he can watch those pretty breasts of yours bouncing as your tight, gummy walls suck him in like a vacuum. But, he can't do that just yet, you're still with your parents after all. He stands behind you as you pour some lemonade from the pitcher, looking back over his shoulder quickly to make sure your parents are still on the patio. "Y/n," he says softly, his voice portraying his desperation. "I-I need y' so bad right now, 'm so hard... please baby, I dunno what to do..." he whines. You sigh and set the pitcher down, turning around to face him. "Honey, you have to wait, 'kay? I promise i'll take care of that pretty cock as soon as we're alone." He whines softly and twists his mouth to the side before tugging on the hem of your sundress. "Baby..." you groan with a hint of annoyance. "Okay, okay..." you give in and take his hand, leading him up into the guest bedroom in your parents house, telling them you'll be right back.

they wonder what's making that whining sound...

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sukuna bf texts! (non-curse au)

the long awaited and requested post

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choso loves seeing you in tights and fishnets, it turns him on so much that his dick gets hard before even knowing that you had them on, once his eyes land on them his heart starts pounding and his dick is standing tall. 

it’s just something about them that gets him sitting up straight to see them correctly. 

you have a whole closet of them, and he makes you wear them every time just to rip them off of you and apologize profusely saying he’ll buy you more, just to rip those too. 

it was a nasty habit that he had, but he was never going to fix because he loved it. he loved the adrenaline he would get whenever he saw you wearing tights, especially if your thighs and legs are visible. 

thinking to himself that the sheer tights you were wearing meanest that mini skirt needs holes. every time you’re going to work he just gets the urge to bend you over and rip your tights off. 

he’s ripped off your tights so many times that he can’t even count on his hands the crying and whining you did for him to buy you more. 

as much as he loves seeing them on you and wrapped over your thighs, he fucking loves ripping them off of you with no remorse whatsoever. 

“i’m sorry… you just look too good.” is something he will tell you repeatedly, knowing he wasn’t sorry for shit. the only thing he was sorry about was the fact he didn’t do it sooner. 

even though you whine and beg choso to stop ripping them, he does it anyway. it’s just something so satisfying about hearing them rip and seeing your ass jiggle out of them. 

a sight for sore eyes. you looked so sexy and deserved to be fucked out those fishnets and tights every time you wore them.

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I LITERALLY CANT GET ENOUGH OF HIM

THE ANIMATORS ARE HEAVEN SENT

THEY FINALLY GOT TO COOK

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thinking about giving choso a handy while he drinks from ur full tits ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

cradling the back of choso’s head while he closes his eyes and whines against your leaking nipple as you jerk him off, the only lube on his cock being his own precum, dripping relentlessly down his cock and making a mess on your fingers.

his large hand is massaging your other breast, occasionally tweaking and pinching the nipple, making your mouth fall open in a small, pleasured o shape. choso’s moans vibrate against your sensitive nipples as he drinks up everything he can from your tits, not caring about the milk spilling from the side of his lips.

lots of “mm-mmm mmmm’s” and muffled groans echoing in his throat as he weakly thrusts his hips up into your hand, feeling his balls tighten with his impending orgasm after every stroke. his eyes and eyebrows knit together deeper as he relished in the feeling of your warm hand squeezing his cock just right.

there was nowhere else in the world choso would rather be but here. his hand squeezed your tit with a little more force than before when you focused on his tip, his precum frothing up around his tip, your speed increasing.

choso pressed himself harder against your tit, trying to get as close to you as possible as he felt himself get pushed over the edge. “cumming, c-cum-“ choso mumbled his words against your skin, his breathing rapid and high pitched.

he came with a long groan, stuck deep in his throat. roped of cum shot out of his dick as your slammed your hand down to the base, repeating the motion, forcing all of his seed out of his cock and onto his hard abs. choso whined and panted against your tit, only pulling away when his cum was thoroughly milked and he had nothing else to give.

the expression on the dark haired man’s face could be described by nothing else but contentment. he started at you like you hung the stars in the sky, mouth agape snd face wet with saliva and milk, cheeks dusted pink, eyes barely open. he looked so sleepy and spoiled, you couldn’t resist leaning down and pressing a long, sweet kiss on his forehead.