[NSFW] Mʏ Sɪsᴛᴇʀ's Bᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ - Sᴛᴀʀʙʟᴜsʜ x Osᴛᴇᴏ

[Starblush]

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Ami trembled as he reached out - touched her - and brushed the sweaty strands of hair from her flushed, tear-pricked face. The gentleness in his fingers felt like a reward, like praise she hadn’t even earned yet. It made her melt. She blinked slowly, her lashes wet, her heart pounding so loud in her ears it nearly drowned out the throaty praise that followed. "Now bring your mouth around my cock, Ami…" Her breath caught. That voice, that command, made something tighten low in her belly. She whimpered before she could stop it, fingers squeezing ever so slightly around the thick base of him - so hot, so veiny, so much - as if her body already knew what it had to do. “If you want to make me reach my orgasm, you will need to do better.” The words made her thighs clench. She nodded, frantically, like a good girl - his good girl - her bow barely clinging to her messy hair as she leaned forward again. Her lips parted. And then - slowly, tenderly - she slid him back into her mouth. It was still too much. The stretch of it. The heat. Her jaw ached before she’d even taken more than a few inches, but she didn’t stop. Couldn’t. Not when he was watching her like that. Not when the taste of him was thick on her tongue and her body was screaming to be praised again. She sucked. Hollowed her cheeks and let her tongue swirl along the underside of his shaft, her moan vibrating softly as she bobbed her head in slow, eager motions. Her breasts bounced gently with the rhythm—pink nipples brushing the inside of his thighs as she braced herself with both hands now. Every slurp, every wet suck, was a silent cry for his approval. “Mayu is capable of taking it all down her throat…” Ami whimpered around him. He said her name like a curse. Like a challenge. It burned in her ears. Her pace picked up. She pushed herself - deeper, harder - until she gagged and pulled back, strings of spit glistening from her lips to the throbbing head. Her mouth hung open, panting, her voice broken. “I-I can… I can do better… I’ll be better… please… please teach me…” Her eyes, glassy and soaked with longing, stared up at him like a girl possessed. And then she buried her face against him again - eager, needy, her moans messier now, wetter. Sloppier. She didn’t care about dignity. Not anymore. Not when being better than her sister was possible. Not when he said he’d be proud. She just needed to earn it." ​

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[Osteo]

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She was desperate for his approval, in every motion she made. The brush of her breasts on his legs, his thighs. Her rubbing thighs, dripping with her honey onto the hardwood floor with her silent cry for his cock between her legs. She hollowed her cheeks, swallowed him with loud hungry gulps and desperate whimpers around the crown of his shaft. Pushing deeper into the satiny mouth, hitting the back of her throat as she gagged around him and saliva dripped down his length in copious globs, trailing down his length. He watched as she pulled back, gasping out as strings connected from his cock to her lips. Spidery strands formed their connection as she would moan out in those little pathetic whimpers of hers that she would do better and that she wanted to be taught. Her lips wrapped back around his cock, slurping him back into her mouth as he grunted out a small, approving groan that reverberated in his chest. "You want to be taught?" He asked the rhetorical question. One that Ami was unable to answer now that her mouth had been filled by his cock once more and he decided to finally aid her. His hand shifted from the back of the couch, no longer resting in relaxation, and letting Ami do all the work, he placed his hand on the back of her head. Stroking his fingers through the smooth, silky orange hair until he found a nice spot on the back of her skull in which he would grip down and push. "Then it is time to learn." He spoke with some exertion in his tone now. His hand was like a wall behind her. Unmoving. Holding her firmly while his hips pushed up and then his hand pushed down. Forcing her to learn rather quickly for his pleasure. She was his toy now; she submitted to such a fate. She wanted this, and if she wanted to please him then she would need to do whatever it took and right now that was letting her throat expand and take his thick cock and deepthroat him for her first time ever. He was relentless, forcing in a slow methodical motion in which he was forcing her down deeper on his cock. Stretching her throat and feeling the esophagus bulge in response to his pushes until he felt the sweet pressure of her throat around his girth and her lips sealed around the base of his cock. Her nose brushing against his pubic bone as he cooed out a happy, satisfied noise. "Fuck... that is a good girl. Taking my dick down your throat like a nasty whore, my little toy begging to be molded by me." He spoke with affection and pride, happy she was gargling and choking around his cock now. Sputtering in affection as he held her down with his hand, letting her feel him deep in her throat, and refusing to let go. Not until he saw the signs in her eyes and cheeks, needing to come up for air in which he would let go of her head. Letting her ascend from his cock all on her own. ​

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[Starblush]

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Ami’s lips trembled around him. She could feel every pulse, every throb of his length pressing heavy and full on her tongue - her jaw already sore, her throat tight and struggling to relax as he guided her down inch by inch. Her fingers curled instinctively around his thighs, nails barely grazing the firm muscle beneath as she moaned softly, her sounds muffled by the sheer thickness she was trying so hard to take. Her eyes watered. But she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. Ken’s hand in her hair was gentle at first - stroking, exploring, guiding her softly like she was something fragile. But that faded quickly. Now he held her there, firm and unyielding, his palm anchoring her in place while her throat fluttered helplessly around the crown of his cock. Her lips stretched wide, cheeks hollowed, spit dribbling freely down her chin in glistening strings that clung to her trembling jaw. Her world was heat and pressure. Her own heartbeat pounded in her ears. She was a mess - and yet… so, so happy. He was touching her. Using her. Rewarding her neediness with exactly what she’d begged for. And through the tears in her lashes, she peeked up at him—just for a moment, just to see that smirk on his face, that satisfied look that said he liked what she was doing. That he was proud. Her body reacted without thinking. Her thighs squeezed together, dripping wet and desperate for any kind of friction. Her breasts squished warmly against his legs as she leaned into it further, letting him take more of her. Ami gagged softly. And still, she didn’t pull away. She just let herself be held. Let herself be taught. When his hand finally released her, she gasped as she slid up his length, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock in wet, shimmering strands. Her flushed face was a mess—eyes glassy, mouth swollen and glistening, her cheeks streaked with faint tears. But she smiled. A small, dazed, utterly devoted smile. “D-Did I… do well…?” she whispered, her voice soft and wrecked, like her entire world depended on hearing that she had. She wasn’t just asking for approval. She was begging to be kept. To be his. To be the good little toy she knew she could be. ​

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