[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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[Osteo]

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She would slide up his length, gasping out with a gaping mouth as she came popping off of his length, saliva connected to her swollen lips and chin, a mess of her face was beginning to form from the mix of saliva she had rubbed onto her own face and now the excess that stained her lips and chin. Faint tear streaks worked down her cheeks as he was smiling down at her, proud of her for taking him all the way to the base on her first try. With assistance, of course. She looked to him. With desperation, her voice so weak and pathetic to him but he smiled as she was only caring what he thought even as her voice was raw. Her throat was undoubtedly sore, her focus was on him, and what he thought of her attempt. "You did, Ami. For your first time, even with assistance you did something your sister couldn't." He dangled that carrot in front of her again, bringing up how her sister performed in the bedroom, even if it was all lies. She would never know the truth, all that mattered was that she believed she was special and he was proud of her. He reached out and scooped his phone back up from the cushion. Returning to the recorder, he would turn the camera back on and hold it up, keeping her in view with the size of his thick length casting a shadow over her visage still. "Now open up, Ami." He told her with a command. One hand holding the phone, still on her face while the other hand grabbed a fistful of her hair this time, at the top of her scalp and he would push her gaping mouth back around the crown of his cock and pull her down slowly. He was intentionally slow in pulling her down, and down she went until she was back at his pubic bone with her nose. Lips sealed around his base. Now was the time for her real training as he would pull her up before stopping at the halfway mark on his length and then pulling her back down. It was slow. Methodical. The way he used her throat for his pleasure, guiding her head up and down at his steady, rhythmic pace like she was a toy and not even a person to him right now even as she would sputter on his cock and gag. Unbothered by the mess she would make. The spittle of saliva turning into vicious globs that oozed down his shaft and stained his heavy balls underneath and the couch. Using her, like a slut. After some time, several long and deep minutes had passed in which he would pull her up by her hair. Holding her up by her hair like she was a trophy, something he captured and was displaying proudly now in a photo, like a hunter would do. He was giving her a moment to catch her breath, to fill her lungs with precious air but not without degrading her now. With that gaped open mouth, inhaling with air he would push her head down underneath his cock, and he would let his shaft slap down onto the middle of her face. Saliva splattering, spreading out on her features, even into her hair as he would drag her face along the underside of his shaft. Forcing her to grind her face and lips along his thick member that she was to worship. Even when given a moment to breathe and have a break, she was still working and pleasing him. "You look perfect like this Ami." He complimented her messy face, cock resting on it like a pedestal. A push down on her head, and now she was guided to his heavy balls in which he would push down until her nose and mouth were smothered by them for her to start showing her love to the rest of him now. ​

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