for mohyo! Momo is super hung and is trying to fuck jihyo but she literally can’t fit herself all the way in and jihyo is determined but just takes as much as she can because if momo fully fucks her then she won’t be able to walk at all
momo whines, unable to stay still as jihyo pumps her shaft.
she’s been asking jihyo to stop, warning her she’d come if she didn’t, but jihyo keeps giving her the same answer.
“hold it. i’m getting it ready for me.”
there was nothing else jihyo could do, really. momo’s shaft was coated with lube, flushed from the stimulation, more than ready to be inside her girlfriend — but this time, jihyo wanted to make it really fit.
she has never been able to momo all the way in. they’ve been dating for months and it’s still a struggle to take all of momo inside. none of the toys she owned were as big as momo, making jihyo frustrated even when momo assured her that everything was alright.
momo could still feel pleasure, even if she wasn’t balls deep the way jihyo stubbornly wanted. jihyo’s hands, mouth, thighs when she was too sore to take momo in, even her tits when she was in a good mood — those were more than enough to make momo come, fully sated no matter which way jihyo managed to get her off.
“shit,” jihyo mutters, perched on momo’s lap, her wet core drenching momo’s length as she rubs herself on momo, shivering when the leaking tip brushes against her clit.
jihyo was prepared this time. she had tried out bigger toys throughout the week, telling momo she was busy, avoiding to meet her, wanting to keep momo needy until the weekend. and so jihyo played with herself, testing her own limits, learning to accommodate a bigger shaft like momo’s, wanting to surprise her girlfriend.
“enough,” momo flips her on the bed, a couple strands of hair glued to her sweaty face, shaft nestling over jihyo’s pussy. “you’re teasing me.”
“didn’t mean to,” jihyo laughs, arms wrapping around momo’s neck, legs spreading just enough to let momo settle between them. jihyo pulls momo’s head closer, slyly biting momo’s lower lip, pecking her lips then, wetly. “put it in.”
momo looks down, palming her own shaft, slippery with how coated with lube it was. they didn’t use it regularly, as jihyo was always wet enough to receive her, but momo doesn’t mind it, slipping the head in and then pushing her length slowly inside jihyo.
it feels easier than the other times. jihyo was still overwhelmingly tight, making momo hiss and grunt as she sheathes herself deeper. jihyo whimpers, a weak, unexpected sound that comes out naturally when momo clearly reaches the furthest that she’s ever been, a bump marking on jihyo’s tummy.
“fuck, sorry,” momo apologizes, worried, moving as if she wanted to pull out, afraid she’d hurt jihyo. “i-i’ll be careful.”
“don’t you dare,” jihyo all but growls, hooking her legs around momo’s waist. “i’m ready for it, momo. all. the way. in.”
momo throbs inside her and jihyo feels it, smiling smugly while momo blushes. momo doesn’t move, aware of their failed attempts to make her fit that only made jihyo get sore and hurt, but jihyo pushes her in devilishly, tightening her legs around momo to coax her to fill her to her utmost.
“don’t want to h-hurt you,” momo whimpers, looking down one more time, moaning when she realizes how far in she is already. “f-fuck, so pretty like this…”
jihyo hums, knowing momo was already giving up. “and you’re the only one who gets to fill this pussy like this,” she mumbles, pressing her lips against momo’s neck. “so fill me up. all of me.”
that’s all momo needs to keep pushing in.
jihyo claws at the sheets to release the tension, gasping as momo fits snugly inside her. she lets out a raw moan when she realizes momo was deep, probably the deepest she could with how stretched jihyo felt.
jihyo thinks momo might want to take it slow, but as soon as momo hilts she takes off, making jihyo scream with how fast she takes, surprised with the sudden greed.
“momo!” jihyo whines, momo rocking her hips with wild abandon, blinded with lust. “so d-deep, f-fuck!”
“too g-good,” momo replies, needy, never able to take someone that deep before. “c-can’t last.”
jihyo squirms under her, the sheets soaked beneath them, wet with slick. she rasps out something entirely unintelligible, clenching hard around momo, a strangled moan escaping when momo gets suddenly rougher, clearly nearing her edge.
“come inside me,” jihyo asks. while it’s not the first time she does it, it still makes momo grunt in surprise, thrusting faster, wanting to grant jihyo’s wishes.
jihyo comes first, walls fluttering around momo, grasping onto her cock hungrily. her entire body trembles as the orgasm pulses through her, moaning loud enough to make sure they’d get complaints from the neighbors — not that they weren’t used to hear her scream.
momo comes right after, lost in her own need as she fucks into jihyo, crying out helplessly as she plugs jihyo with more cum than jihyo could keep inside. she stays there for a while, lightheaded with the amount of cum she released inside jihyo, only pulling out because she’s curious, wanting to see what she’s done to jihyo.
she stares proudly at jihyo’s quivering body, stretched and absolutely fucked out, leaking with her cum as she regains her senses. it’s quite the sight, and momo is only aware that she had gotten hard again when jihyo palms her cock, pumping her slowly.
“m-more,” jihyo says, her voice barely coming out. “give it to me again. need to feel it.”
the both of them knew they shouldn’t give in to the temptation, because if jihyo already got sore when she took half of momo’s shaft, the aftermath would be even worse now that momo was fully in.
but it doesn’t matter — not for the time being, because jihyo couldn’t bear to feel empty again, not after having momo fully inside, and momo wasn’t strong enough to refuse indulging jihyo in.
