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The boys truly hadn't found out about your disrespectful behavior until the morning after you'd fucked Nanami.
Satoru and Suguru had just pulled their car in front of the frat house after a morning at the gym; and right as they parked, they noticed a certain someone walking out the front door with Nanami in tow like the perfect gentleman he is, wanting to watch you get into your car safely from the porch.
"Yo is that?" Satoru murmured when he had first seen you. A little too disheveled looking sure, but that could've been from a number of other reasons.
You and Nanami were saying your little goodbyes on the porch. At this point Satoru had grabbed Suguru's face to forcefully show him the scene playing out on their property.
Satoru gasped dramatically and Suguru's eyes widened when Nanami and you kissed.
"Shit! Get down!" Suguru whispered in a shock when you turned to descend the steps.
The senior boys stayed dead silent in their precarious hiding spot, until they finally heard the sound of your car starting and driving off.
"Oh my god," Satoru muttered in horror.
"What the actual fuck?" Suguru nearly hissed.
"Nanami? Fucking Nanami?" Satoru exclaimed as if it were the biggest offense to the world- well, his world at least.
Suguru took a calming breath, it wasn't like him to get this worked up. "Something is clearly amiss."
"She's our friend, she can't just use our frat as her buffet- especially if she's not tasting me first!" Satoru complained.
Despite Nanami's stoic defenses, they were able to get some minimal intel.
And while Nanami claimed that he was the only one you were sexually active with recently, Satoru's intuition still didn't feel quelled.
Now, it was one thing for you to fuck Nanami; sure he was boring, but he also didn't stir up drama and he knew to keep his mouth shut when it came to other people's business.
The issue came when they began terrorizing their other frat brothers one on one. Subtly of course, they didn't single your name out, that'd be too obvious, but they did manage to get a majority of their frat to recount the names of every girl they had fucked within the past month.
Choso cracked easily when his drugs were threatened to be flushed. His main plight was that you were the only girl he had fucked during the past month... And after many dry-spelled months at that... They should probably help him out with that... And maybe reward you for throwing their boy a bone.
Naturally you appeared in Sukuna's recounting of his latest hookups, along with fifteen other women. Not a surprise, Sukuna's cock was like a right of passage for sorority girls at your university.
You had already tallied up three of their frat brothers, one of them a whore and the other two the types that stayed away from drama. Not too bad but still a little messy, and the last thing they needed was their frat house coming undone by a single pussy.
So far it was salvageable...
That was until Naoya bragged shamelessly about banging you.
Now you were clearly just being a dumb slut, an extremely disrespectful dumb slut with lack of good taste in their eyes.
And that just simply couldn't fly under their roof.
The most devastating part of it all, was that you truly thought you were oh so slick about it.
Not a single alarm bell rang in your head when attending their weekly house party, one with a louder sound system than all the rest they had previously hosted.
You just strolled on in with your other sorority sisters; looking as hot as you always do in a typical mini skirt and low-cut top.
You didn't bat an eye when being cornered by Satoru and Suguru to do some shots with them, nor when your body felt hotter than usual on alcohol, more stimulated, more needy.
It hadn't dawned on you that your panties weren't soaked by your upcoming ovulation phase.
You were already so far out of it, you couldn't even remember when Satoru and Suguru began having that look in their eyes.
Your breathing began feeling shorter and your body heavier the closer they guided you to the stairs. Most viewed you like every other blacked out girl here, especially when clinging to a popular guy like Suguru as he helped you up the stairs.
Then for a moment- nothing.
You weren't exactly sure for how long; but certainly long enough for them to hole you up in their shared dorm and undress you with ease.
You stirred awake weakly, guided by the feeling of Satoru's tongue scooping out your creamy juices for his own pleasures. You could faintly feel the softness of Satoru's mattress beneath your back, and the ceiling seemed to spin whenever you opened your eyes too wide.
You felt panicked to some degree of course, but the nifty little aphrodisiac that Satoru accidentally overdosed you with kept you weak and quiet. You only had the energy to relish in the feeling of his tongue plunging between your folds.
"Ah, seems as if someone's awake," Suguru observed warmly, but there was an edge in his voice.
Through your bleary gaze he appeared overhead, his hair tied up away from his face, and a small whine escaped your lips when you felt his deft fingers gently massage one of your ears.
"Mh, sensitive little thing now, aren't you?" he cooed mockingly as his other hand lifted up a camcorder into your field of vision.
Satoru was too busy sloppily making out with your heat, he almost had forgotten the entire point of all this.
Your hips twitched a fraction and another mewl managed to free itself from your throat, a pathetic attempt at protesting.
"Can't believe Naoya got to taste this before me," Satoru murmured with a hint of bitterness between long licks up your folds.
Suguru scoffed softly, "I highly doubt Naoya tastes any women down there, so don't feel jealous."
Satoru finally pulled back to admire his handy work, "at least this view makes up for it, get a close up Suguru," his thumbs spread your pussy open, revealing your gooey insides and swollen clit.
Suguru directs the camera, "messy little cunt," Geto chuckled.
Satoru then delivered a sharp spank to your bare cunt, to which you could only whimper. "Make's sense for a messy little slut."
his slender fingers found your clit and give it a pinch. "How much longer until it wears off? I'm tryna hear all the nasty sounds she can make," Gojo asked with a wicked grin.
"If you had gotten the measurements correct then it'd be wearing off now, but now we have to wait another hour," Suguru sighs as he directs the camera to your face and chest, "I guess we need to pass the time somehow while those dick pills kick in."
"Can't let our dicks give out after only a few rounds," Suguru's free hand grasped one of your breasts, fondling it absentmindedly while looking down into your eyes, "You're wondering how you got here, right? Or are you too doped up to even think?"
Another soft whimper escapes.
"Can't even use your words?" Suguru teased. His thumb and forefinger pinched one of your nipples and rolled it.
Your chest and spine jerked up softly, "Ngh!"
"Woah keep doing that, she's clenching like crazy!" Satoru felt nothing but glee when sticking his middle and ring finger in, feeling your walls flutter around them. "Man she's still tight too, wonder how we're gonna fit later," he chuckled while knuckle deep.
You gasped quietly when his long fingers perfectly sought out your most delicate spots.
Satoru kept his fingers pumping fast, "hear that Suguru? fuckin' filthy," he was drawing out the most obscene wet sounds from your cunt.
Your legs began to tremble and you could feel the intense heat building up.
Satoru chuckled, "watch this," his free hand pressed his palm against your clit and began aggressively rubbing in tandem with the fingers bullying your g-spot.
Your body seized up after a moment, "ah!" your blood roared in your ears as you squirted. A shameful blush spread across your cheeks as you gasped for air.
"Dirty girl," Suguru teased and pulled on your nipple.
"Mhhh," you whimpered weakly, your hips still trembling while Satoru wiped his hands off on the comforter.
Satoru lifted one of your legs, hooking it over his shoulder so he could nip and suck at your calve.
"Those pills are definitely kicking in for me," Satoru groaned softly while grinding his absurdly thick length over your clit.
"Patience Satoru, poor girl doesn't even know what she's in trouble for," Suguru's baritone voice purred while brushing your hair away from your face with a mocking tenderness.
Another pathetic whine left your lips.
He grabbed your face with his free hand, squishing your cheeks and parted lips. He forced you to make eye contact with him as best as you could. "You're in trouble for being a stupid whore for four of our brothers," Suguru's voice turned darker, more taught with restraint. Your eyes widened with surprise and humiliation.
"You really thought you could sleep around our house behind our backs? You really are a just an adorable dumb slut," he chuckled dryly, "you got any other thoughts up in there besides cock? Hm?"
He shook your face gently for a moment, only giving up when he knew he couldn't get a coherent answer out of you right now.
His fingers then applied pressure on your jaw bone to open it further, "open up pretty girl, I got something useful for that empty head of yours."
You gingerly open your mouth wider, allowing him to nudge the tip of his cock in with his hips. His pre-cum smeared across your tongue as he slowly stuffed your mouth. His hand slid from your jaw to the back of your head, gathering a fistful of your hair to keep you controlled.
"That's a good girl."
"And Nanami at that," Satoru complained in a sweet tone that barely masked his anger as he lifted your leg up higher.
The mushroom shaped head of his cock, already hot and weeping for attention, kept slipping through your soaked folds and hitting your sensitive clit.
Your moans were muffled by Suguru's cock as he fucked your mouth with slow rolls of his hips, and your pussy couldn't help but clench around nothing.
He gave your pussy a heavy spank in frustration, "slutty little hole," Satoru groaned. Finally fed up, he grabbed his cock to guide it in.
The sudden spank jolted your body and you gagged on Suguru.
Geto's lips pulled into a condescending smile above you, "oh that's mean, Satoru."
He popped the bulbous head past the tight ring of muscle with a soft groan, splitting you wide open but not going deeper yet. "Oh I think she likes it, her pussy won't stop sucking me in," the white haired senior teases you as tears prick in your eyes from the stretch.
Your pussy was helplessly gripping and spasming around his tip, desperately trying to coax it in further. Your whimpers provided the perfect vibration against Suguru's cock, making him speed up his pace.
"You me to go deeper?" Gojo cooed mockingly while ever so subtly rolling his hips, keeping your entrance stretched and cruelly teased.
Your whines were now completely silenced as Suguru bullied himself into your throat.
You were beginning to gain back some physical strength, and so you weakly lifted a hand, reaching for Gojo blindly.
Satoru's free hand interlaced his fingers with yours, "awe look Suguru, she wants to hold hands now," he crooned.
"Awe how sweet, I think you should reward her," Geto spoke with mocking praise.
Satoru's grip tightened on your thigh and your hand to hold you in place, before bottoming out in you with a heavy slam that sent a wave through your whole body. You choked on Suguru's cock from the impact and your pussy gripped down with a mean vice.
Your hips pathetically squirmed but Gojo kept you in place with deep grinds against your womb, "fuck that feels good," he hissed when you strangled his cock, "now I'm even more mad that you were holding out on us."
Geto was focused on controlling his expressions, "I'm close, you better swallow," he gritted out as he began chasing his high.
Gojo's hips pulled back slowly, leaving only the tip inside, before delivering another devastating snap that had tears rolling down your cheeks.
"If you act like a whore, then we're gonna treat you like one," he growled while grinding against your womb again.
Suguru held your face all the way down. A heady groan escaped his lips as he doubled over and came down your warm throat.
He pulled his cock out and slapped a hand over your mouth, "take it, take it, swallow, be a good girl," he panted.
You coughed against his hand and managed to swallow while panting for air.
Your face was flushed, tear stained, and utterly ruined already.
Geto checked the camcorder, still good on battery and storage. Even if they missed something on this one, they still had another set up in the corner.
Satoru whistled for your attention, gently tugging at your intertwined hands. "Eyes on me dummy," he taunted with an arrogant smirk.
Your free hand weakly grips the comforter as you look up at him with a dazed expression. "Cute," his gives your womb another grind.
your words were coming back. "ngh! T-too"-
Satoru cut you off with a brutal pace of thrusts that you could practically feel in your stomach. "Ah!" once again words escaped you.
"You hear that Suguru?" he glanced over at the raven haired senior.
Geto shrugged and shook his head as he set the camcorder on a tripod right beside the bed, his condescending smile back once more.
"Kinda sounded like a dumb slut was trying to say something," Satoru mused cruelly, his hips stuttering when he felt you tighten up from his choice of words.
His eyes widen and he looks down at you with a wolfish expression that sends chills down your spine.
He slows his pace, making it deep and heavy now, "oh? You like that?" he purrs and tightens his grip on your thigh, keeping it pressed flush to his chest.
You sheepishly nod your head, very much avoiding his gaze.
He immediately bursts into a frantic, intense pace. "Yeah? You like it when I call you a dumb slut?" he teases in a heady voice, his eyes boring into you with unwavering need. He lets go of your hand to press down on your lower stomach, now feeling his own cock pumping deep within you.
You see stars and cry out in pleasure while desperately reaching out towards Suguru, hoping that he'd be the one to save you.
He crawls back onto the bed to lay on his side beside you, you grab onto his bulky bicep. "What's wrong pretty girl? Is it too much?" Suguru murmurs with faux worry, gently cupping your jaw while looking down at you. You choke on a half sob half moan while nodding your head.
Satoru was now chasing his release.
Suguru leans closer, "it's okay, you can take it," he murmurs against your cheeks before licking a tear.
"You look so pretty like this," He purrs softly and presses his lips to yours in a deep, suffocating kiss. The kind that forces you to submit when his tongue slides over yours and up the roof of your mouth.
Satoru presses down on your stomach harder and causes you to nearly black out as you orgasm. Suguru readily swallowed up your overstimulated sobs, cradling the back of your head as the rest of your body shook.
Gojo couldn't help but moan, a loud and heady one at that, when he came deep inside of you.
Suguru pulled back from the kiss to give you breathing room, his thumb came up to smear away some drool as you panted heavily.
"Such a good girl," he praised you, and it felt a little more genuine this time.
You whined softly, and Gojo bit back his own whine when pulling out of you. He pressed hot open mouth kisses down your calve while sliding it off his shoulder.
You slumped fully down against the mattress, this time on your stomach. Your pussy felt tingly and sensitive.
He gave your ass an affectionate slap as he moved off the bed for water and a line, Suguru soon following suit. "Don't think you're off the hook yet, dummy," he pants teasingly before chugging some water. You watched their muscular bodies with tired eyes as they had their mini recovery. Their cocks were still raging hard, and you watched the sweat roll down their v-line in a way that made your pussy throb. But then you notice the camera and felt the familiar panic spike in you, you weakly begin sitting up. Suguru quickly takes note of your anxious expression and holds out a blister pack to Satoru. "Only one of these," Suguru quietly implores him.
Satoru rolls his eyes and pops one out while approaching you, you shake your head and try crawling back. He crawls onto the bed and quickly traps you under, "you still got a whole lotta repenting to do, hon," he murmurs in an amused tone while grasping your jaw to pry it open. You shake your head tiredly and keep your mouth shut tight.
"Dumb slut thinks she gets a choice, cute," he laughs, his eyes dilated wide from a combination of you and stimulants.
He hums softly, contemplating.
He decides to kiss and lick your lips until you're needy again. Which isnt long at all. Right when your mouth opens just enough, he slips the pill in and spits in your mouth. He covers your mouth tightly with his large hand. "Swallow," he orders playfully, a cocky smile spreading across his face.
Reluctantly you swallow it, "mh, good girl," he praises you mockingly while moving his hand away to roughly pat your cheek a couple times.
"Satoru, it's your turn to be camera man," Geto reminded him warmly while approaching the bed.
Gojo rolled his eyes and got off the bed, "fine," he sighed dramatically and got the camcorder off the tripod.
"Why are you filming?" you asked warily before the drug can set in. Suguru got onto the bed and gently but firmly guided you onto his lap, facing Satoru and the camcorder.
Suguru pulls your ass flush against his hard on, "just insurance," he murmured into your ear and pressed a kiss to the shell of it.
"Mhh, for what?"
"Nothin' a dumb slut should concern herself with," Satoru replied playfully while settling down right in front of you on the bed.
You squirm a little on Suguru's lap as you feel the drug begin to kick in, but this time around you don't feel sleepy, you feel more stimulated. He keeps a tight grip on your hips and holds you in place.
"Now, now, hold still," Suguru croons.
"We totally went off schedule before and skipped over one of my favorite parts about you," Satoru teased as Geto's hands crept up your waist and ribs, the same areas that were suddenly now very hypersensitive.
His hands now pulling little gasps from you, causing you to arch your back and lean your head back against his shoulder.
Suguru's finger tips traced delicately along the underside of your breasts, earning a shiver up your spine. Your nipples already sore and pebbled from his earlier teasing.
He gently cupped them in his hands, lifting slightly to feel the heft and weight. A deep flush creeps up your cheeks.
Your back against his chest felt searing hot, as well as everywhere his hands touched.
"Oh they're heavy. Satoru, they can barely fit in my hands," Suguru remarks amused, smiling wickedly against your neck. Whether they were or weren't as big as he described, it still sent a humiliating shiver up your spine from being spoken of in such an objectifying manner. Already you were beginning to leak more from down there.
Suguru gives them a squeezes that leaves you whimpering.
"Sensitive too," Satoru teases and reaches out with his free hand. You whine pathetically when he flicks your nipple.
"Awe, is Satoru being mean?" Suguru croons softly, you nod your head, "well I can be a lot meaner."
You gasp when Suguru pinches both your nipples with his thumbs and pointer fingers.
"Suguru!" you whine pathetically as your hips begin to squirm of their own accord.
He rolls them between his fingers, causing your back to arch and push them further into his hands, "ahh!".
Each time it felt like a zap of electricity running straight to your core.
His cock twitches against your ass, desperate to be buried in you.
"Christ, remember all those slutty tops she'd wear around us 'just to hangout'?" Satoru brings up while his own cock is leaking pre.
"And without a bra sometimes," Suguru added on as he pulled your nipples downwards, earning a pathetic moan from you while you were already leaking and throbbing all over his lap.
Gojo lazily jacks himself with his free hand, "just day after day of teasing us, while you let those other bores have a turn with you," he scoffs.
"How do you think that made us feel?" Suguru spoke with a faux sympathetic tone as he pulled your nipples upwards.
"Ngh! i-i'm s-sorry," you whimper pathetically.
"Mh, sorry's not gonna cut it this time slut," Suguru murmured huskily into your ear.
Your pussy clenches around nothing, utterly hot and needy.
His hands go back to cupping them after a moment of two of tormenting. "Needy again?" Suguru muses softly, finally acknowledging the mess you were making on his lap.
You hide your face against his neck in shame.
"That's a heavy leak too," Gojo adds on.
You can feel the presence of Geto's smirk. His hands drift back down to your hips. "Lift your hips now," he coaxed sweetly and soon lined himself up with your heat.
Your breath quickened and you still felt embarrassed in front of the camcorder Satoru proudly held. But a part of you kinda liked it.
He pressed gentle kisses to your nape and shoulders. "There you go," Suguru murmured, his hands guiding you to sink down on his length.
While Satoru was an inch longer, Suguru was much thicker, and you were feeling it now.
"It's so big," you whimpered softly as you struggled to finally fit the head in.
"Louder, so the mic picks it up," Suguru groaned softly, savoring the way he could feel your cunt trembling.
"It's so big!" you whimper louder, looking anywhere but the camera as he pushes you further down.
Suguru groaned, his fingers gripping hard enough to leave bruises.
Just when you thought you caught your breath, he suddenly shoves you the rest of the way down.
The most whorish moan in your life escapes your lips when he bottoms out.
Geto hisses and bites your shoulder like he owns it, which unbeknownst to you, he will after tonight.
You're panting and whining, your hips won't stop keening to the point where he has to grind them back, and you feel that familiar brush against your womb. "Such a good girl," he praises.
Satoru's staring at you with an insatiable hunger in his eyes once again, and a hint of jealousy that he's stuck with the camera. Suguru notices, he always does.
"Go grab the baby oil," he tells the white haired senior. His hands creep back up to your breasts to hold and squeeze. He doesn't thrust or bounce you, he instead just keeps you filled with occasional deep grinds.
The baby oil is within Satoru's grasp within ten seconds, and it seemed as if he and Suguru already had a plan locked and loaded to go.
You flinched from the cold liquid spilling onto your breasts, Satoru generously poured it before chucking the bottle to the side, camcorder still in hand. Soft gasps and moans escaped you as Suguru rubbed the oil all over your breasts, leaving them glazed and slick.
Geto pressed your breasts together firmly with his strong hands. "Fuck, you have no idea the amount of times I've jacked off to this," Satoru murmured and got up on his knees.
Satoru bit back a moan when he slipped his cock between your tits, eyes nearly rolling back from the feeling of how soft and slick they were from the oil, and how fucking lewd it looked too.
You kept your face hidden in Suguru's neck, feeling both humiliated and incredibly turned on. Satoru grabbed onto Suguru's shoulder for balance as he began to tentatively thrust.
"Don't be shy," Geto whispered in your ear.
You had never given a boob job before and it felt so degrading and humiliating. Satoru was thrusting like there was no tomorrow.
"They're already gonna know it's you," Satoru panted softly, camcorder capturing everything. That made your pussy tighten up, and you could feel Suguru's stomach tense behind you.
Suguru plays along with his friend, "you already showed your face in the other footage, they're gonna know you let Satoru and I use your tits like this."
Another clench.
"Oh?" Suguru smirked, "you scared people will see how slutty you are for us?"
Now your hips are squirming and grinding like a needy whore.
"Come on dummy, I wanna cum on that naughty face of yours," Satoru pants, nearing the end of his rope from the sheer lewdness of it all.
You reluctantly look up at him with a flustered but needy expression, "just like that!" he groans as he spilled up your neck and jaw.
Satoru slipped his dick out and collapses to the side of you two to catch his breath. You aren't given a single moment to clean up though, with Satoru out of the way, Suguru can go back to pounding to his hearts content.
He wastes no time getting you into a nasty full nelson that fucks out half your brain cells, which was limited to begin with. Putting you in a state of babbling nonsense while moaning.
"Careful Suguru, I thought you didn't wanna make her pussy too sloppy too early?" the blue eyed senior teases.
"There's other holes," Suguru groans as he hits a particular spot that makes you squirt like a fountain. Your pussy clamps down on him in a way that triggers his own release. Satoru perfectly captured the way you looked with their cum leaking out around the sides of Suguru's cock.
Everything in your vision was hazy and your legs felt like jello. The guy's voices sounded muffled, as if hearing them from underwater.
Then, nothing...
Two weeks later...
Satoru gasped softly at the feeling of your tight throat choking on him. Your hair was wrapped tightly in his hand, keeping your mouth bobbing up and down his length, drool leaking from the edges of your lips. Suguru kept giving you those punishing spanks so you'd keep arching your ass up and clamping down on his cock.
Within the two weeks after the party, the seniors had you under lock, when you weren't in class or at a sorority event you'd be with them.
And if you refused?
"Good girl, keep that back arched," Suguru gave you praise edged with condescension, "you wanna look good on camera, right?"
They had already hoarded a decent collection of videos with you, ones that could easily end your future if ever leaked. At first you agreed begrudgingly, naturally, but then somewhere along the way situations like the one you were currently in began to happen. Situations with you grinding your hips back eagerly to match Suguru's pace, and your moans smothered by Satoru's cock while they kept you in a nasty spit roast. You'd never admit it, of course, but you liked using the tapes as an excuse to act this way.
They never had any intentions of leaking their precious footage, but you didn't need to worry your pretty head about that, right?