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Kinktober (17)- Lingerie
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Natasha X G!p Reader 18+
Summary: After a bad day at work, your wife finds the best way to satisfy you.
Warnings/Tags: Reader has a Penis, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Multiple Orgasms, Dirty Talk, Multiple Creampies, Oral Sex, Fingering, Rough Sex, Breeding Kink, Switch Reader/Switch Natasha.
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Closing the door harder than you intended, you sighed to yourself in annoyance, shrugging your suit jacket off and carelessly flinging it on the table as you dragged yourself into your living room, flopping on the couch. Memories of today’s diabolical meeting flooded through your mind as you unbuttoned the top button of your shirt, the fabric tight and uncomfortable on your neck, adding to your displeased mood as you became aware of the lack of noise in your apartment, listening out intently for your wife.
“Nat?” You called out, voice calmer and gentler than the one you used earlier in the meeting, the mere reminder of it making your brows furrow at how stupid your workers could possibly be, hands busy untying your laces as she appears from behind the bedroom door, eyes solely focussed on you.
“Hey Detka,” she purrs out sultrily, your head snapping up at the sound of her voice, eyes widening and jaw slacking at the goddess that stood before you that you somehow managed to call your wife.
Black lace adorned her body in the most alluring and enticing manner, the fabric teasingly covering her breasts as the soft flesh peeked over the top, your rapidly darkening eyes travelling further down her body, across her beautiful curves, her toned stomach, her core that was scandalously covered up by the smallest piece of lace possible, a small groan leaving you at the barely visible wet spot already there. Thigh high stockings complimented the lingerie she was wearing, the image of her swaying her hips as she casually sauntered closer to you causing your pants to feel a lot tighter, eyes unable to choose where to admire as she stood right before you.
“Fuck, Nat,” you managed to groan in appreciation, hands reaching out for her soft curves only to be stopped, her hands wrapping around your wrists and pinning them to the back of the sofa, her body towering over yours as she smirked down at you, your mind clouded with arousal at the sight of her.
“Keep them there for me Detka,” she whispers out, her mouth lowering in a teasing manner, lips ghosting yours as your eyes drift to her plump lips, enchanted by the way her tongue swipes across her bottom one to wet it. Your head tilts to try and chase her lips but she cruelly pulls back, her eyes matching your lust-filled ones as she takes in your outfit, her eyes landing on the large bulge in your pants. “All this for me?” she whispers teasingly, her hands palming your cock through your pants, able to feel how hard and desperate you already were for her.
“Always for you,” you sigh out in a pleased tone, her hand briefly wrapping around you and jerking softly. “Please,” you practically whimper when she teases your mouth again with her addictive lips, your mind begging for her to press them against you, not bothered where. You just needed to feel her.
“Already begging,” she teases in an affected whisper, tauntingly placing a kiss to the underside of your jaw, lipstick marking the skin before slowly unbuttoning your shirt, leaving a trail of lipstick smudges as she kisses her way down your toned body. “Don’t worry Detka, I’ll take care of you,” she murmurs, finally dropping her knees between your legs, admiring her work as your chest rises and falls with laboured breaths, mind completely fogged with arousal as she stares up at you with that sultry smirk that drives you insane. “And your needs,” her voice a mere whisper as she presses a kiss to the band of your underwear, a sharp intake of breath leaving you at the feeling of her hands unzipping your pants and her hungry gaze.
“Love,” you sigh out the endearment as she successfully gets you out of your pants and underwear, her hands wrapping around you, able to feel how you were throbbing for her. She watches hungrily as your head lolls back at the feeling of her hand gliding up and down you, your hips bucking slightly when she runs her finger from the base to the tip, lips ghosting your head. “I need you, please,” your tone a desperate plea, head tilting to look down at her with a submissive look as you let her control you for now, needing to feel some sort of release and satisfaction after today. You could take your frustrations out later.
Giving you what you want, her lips wrap around your cock, the warmth and wetness of her mouth having you groan sensually at the pleasure that coursed through your veins, hands itching to thread through her silky, red locks, desperate to guide her head up and down your length. Her emerald eyes peer up at you sinfully, hips bucking as she takes you all the way down her throat, her hand going to your balls and massaging them expertly, knowing exactly how to please you. Your moans grow slightly louder when she bobs her head faster up and down you, the feeling of her tongue swirling around your tip and her moaning around you causing you to jerk your hips up harder, making her gag slightly, not that she minded.
At the sound of your low groan, she pulls her mouth off you for the moment, moving her hands to slide up and down your cock, lips pressing a lewd kiss to your tip. You can’t help but stare down in pure desire as she licks from the base to the tip of you, eyes trained on you as she effortlessly takes all of you down her throat again, gagging once again at the size of you.
“Nat,” you plead, fingers moving to grip the edge of the sofa, knuckles bleeding white with how amazing the feeling of her mouth felt on you, thoughts filled with only her.
“What’s wrong Detka?” she innocently murmurs, slightly panting for breath, her tone a clear contrast between her actions as she looks up at you, tongue licking a stripe up your cock. At the action, precum spills out of your tip, her finger deftly gathering it and sliding into her mouth, a small, sinful moan escaping her at the taste of you.
“Love-fuck,” your words are cut off with a sudden moan, her lips wrapping around your head, cheeks hollowing while her hand expertly slides up and down you mercilessly, wanting to have you teetering on edge. “Nat- God, I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” your voice laced with desperation as you stare down at her, begging her with your eyes.
“You wanna come in my mouth Detka?” she asks lewdly, licking the small bits of precum that continues to leak out of your tip, observing how you nod frantically, hips bucking into her hand and mouth to chase your release. You groan at her dirty words, her body suddenly standing, her mouth at the shell of your ear to add to her words, “What if I want you to fill me up? I need to feel your cum inside me Detka.” You groan once again, hips bucking up harder, your orgasm about to crash over you as you peer up into her darkened eyes, head tilting to ghost her lips.
“I’ll do both,” your tone cocky and matching of your more dominant side, the redhead smirking at your words as she places another kiss to your jaw, teeth nibbling gently as she feels your hips stuttering into her hand.
“That better be a promise,” she warns, desperately needing to feel you come inside her, to fill her up and watch as it drips out of her slowly. Her body swiftly and seductively drops back to the floor, her lips kissing your tip once more, eyes watching yours roll back. “Come on Detka, come for me,” she husks out, taking you down her throat once more and bobbing her head, tongue swirling over your sensitive head and hand squeezing your balls gently, pleasure crashing through you.
Your hands reach out to her hair, holding her close as spurts of the warm, white liquid fill her mouth, a string of moans leaving you as you come down her throat, emptying into her while your hips jerk up as you ride out your aftershocks. You pant as you try to recover from your mind-blowing orgasm, chest heaving as she releases you from her mouth, swallowing your load and moaning lowly at the taste, eyes on your blissed out state. Her finger moves to swipe the little that escaped her mouth, sliding it back in and making a show of the action to make your hands thread through her hair and guide her up off the floor to straddle your lap, mouth crashing to hers.
It was messy, desperate and passionate as you poured all your love for her into the kiss, showing your wife the appreciation she deserves, hands roaming the body you're addicted to. You groan into the kiss when her teeth bite down on your lower lip, her smiling into the next kiss as you flip the two of you over on the sofa, pressing her into the soft cushions.
“Shit Detka, you feel so good,” she moans when you grind your hips into her, her hands shrugging your shirt off your shoulders, carelessly throwing it somewhere in the room, legs wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. You grind your hips into her harder, knowing just how she likes it while your lips press teasingly along her jaw and the underside of her jaw, soft sighs leaving her. Fuck, she loved how you could so easily switch between being submissive and dominant.
“I’m going to make you scream for me, Nat,” you groan against her warm skin, eyes peering up at her as you thrust your hips against her, cock rubbing against her soaked panties perfectly, her head lolling back at the pleasure. She smirks at your cocky words, knowing full well that you can fulfil them, your lips marking her neck as your hands trails down her body, fingers reaching her lace panties.
“Detka,” she groans at the sound of fabric tearing, your eyes trained on her face as your mouth moves to kiss the top of her breasts, fingers sliding through her dripping folds.
“All this for me?” you mock her earlier words, moving your thumb to circle her clit while you effortlessly slide a finger into her, needing to stretch her out. She lets out a breathless laugh at your words, moaning quietly after it as you curl your fingers at just the right spot, her back arching off the sofa and into your body. “So wet, so desperate. Fuck, love, you’re ruining me,” you groan against her, moving back up her body to claim her lips hungrily, swallowing her moans as you thrust another finger into her, curling them both at her g-spot while your thumb continues to rub her clit expertly.
Her hands leave your back and thread through your hair, tongue sliding into your mouth to regain some sort of control as you drive her closer to her orgasm, not wanting to come so soon and seem that desperate for you.
Knowing how close she is by the way she clenches around you, your grin into the kiss, knowing how she loves and hates the fact that you can make her come so quick,
“Just lose control, love, I know you want to come all over my fingers,” you rasp out against her lips before crashing them back together messily, groaning at the feeling of her hips grinding against your hand, chasing her high.
“Detka, Fuck,” she moans out before throwing her head back, her orgasm powerfully crashing over her as her hips ride your fingers desperately, come coating your fingers as she rides out of her high, your lips attached to her neck as she couldn’t kiss you back.
You softly coax her back to reality with softer kisses, your eyes raking over her euphoric state as you admire her. Such a pretty mess you think as her eyes flutter open, that signature smirk returning as she reaches her hand down, jerking you off once more and signalling for you to fuck her.
“I need you Detka,” she purrs at the shell of your ear, teeth nibbling on your earlobe before laying back down, your lips chasing hers as you take a hold of your cock and position it at her entrance. Teasingly, you rub your tip against her clit, then down to her entrance to coat it in the abundance of arousal pooled between her legs, her legs wrapped around your waist again and pulling you closer making you slide it into her.
Both of you groan into the other's mouth at the feeling, her heavenly cunt making you delirious with pleasure, her warm and wet walls clenching around you perfectly as she moans at the feeling of being filled up and stretched out, her nails digging into your back.
“Don’t be gentle with me Detka. Fuck me. Hard,” you can’t help but groan into her mouth at the filth that came out of her mouth, sliding out of her until only the tip remained in before thrusting your hips into her, giving her exactly what she wanted. You snap your hips into her, feeling her walls clench around your cock to make you pant against her mouth, eyes looking down to watch as her cunt swallows your length up greedily.
“Love, you feel so good, so good,” you murmur against her, hips merciless as you pound her into the sofa, the lewd sounds of moans and skin slapping sounding around the room. To reach even deeper inside her, you lift one of her legs slightly, allowing you to thrust into her so you were hitting her sweet spot with every thrust, a sinful moan leaving her.
“Shit, Faster Detka, Harder,” she moans out, a hint of desperation in her voice as she nears her second orgasm, your hips driving into her. Your pace increases as she commands, relentless as her moans grow louder and louder, her hips moving in time with yours as both of you start to teeter on edge.
Your fingers dig in slightly at her thigh, Natasha knowing there were going to be marks there making her even wetter, clenching around you at the moans that escape you, mouths still hungrily meeting in a passionate kiss.
When she clenches around you again, you can’t stop the desperate noise that escapes you, Natasha knowing how close you were at the way your hips started to thrust even faster, her mind clouded with pleasure at the feeling of you inside her.
“Come in me Detka, Please come in me,” she moans against your lips as she tries to hold off her orgasm until you come, wanting to feel that added pleasure of coming at the same time as you.
“Nat,” you groan at her words, lips meeting hers as your orgasm inevitably crashes through you, thick spurts of cum filling her up as your hips stutter into her, pressing her even further into the sofa as her own orgasm courses through her. A scream leaves her as the pure euphoria that floods through her body, taking over all her senses as all she can feel is pleasure, your name falling off her lips in a sigh as you slow down your thrusts, still emptying into her.
Once you’re finished coming, Natasha expects you to pull out but moans in surprise when you thrust your hips back into her slowly, panting heavily as you still remain hard inside her.
“One more, Please,” you groan against her, eyes peering into hers with a pure lust as you grind your hips against her, still deep inside her, your cock covered in your cum and hers.
“Give me one more,” she whispers in an equally affected tone, her hips grinding in time with yours, this time slower as you both chase another high. Your lips meet hers slower, your hips thrusting slow and deep inside her as her nails scratch down your back, pleasure building in both of your cores as your hand reaches for hers, interlocking your fingers. “Detka,” Natasha moans out sensually as you both fall over the edge again, more come filling her up as you empty into her again, her orgasm taking over her once again as you both collapse into each other, your head resting against her shoulder as her fingers return to your hair, fingers scratching your scalp.
It takes you a moment for both of you to recover, your lips meeting hers softly, intimately as you convey your love silently, her smiling into the kiss as you eventually pull out of her, watching as cum slowly seeps out of her. You watch mesmerised when her finger slides it back into her as she chuckles at your small groan and the way your cock twitches, eyes flickering back up to her.
“Bedroom?” you ask, her shaking her head playfully at your antics, your arms wrapping around her body and lifting her off the sofa when she nods, knowing that the two of you were in for a long night. 
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romcom-angvl · 14 days
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love when boys arch into a handjob <3
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sodium-whispers · 3 months
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Virgin! Ghost
Warnings: lil hair pulling, swearing, unexperienced Ghost, handjob, use of baby and love
Female reader!
Simon Riley was anything but shy. Except now, but he wouldn't show it not one bit. He wouldn't give you the satisfaction of seeing his eyes roll back at your gentle and alluring touches. The way he would groan and throw his head back to avoid seeing your eyes looking up at him, just like that. You just had to figure out he had never felt the touch of another and you just had to hush him while you pushed him down to 'help him'. He would never forget that look you had as you dropped down to your knees infront of him. His breath hitching as he covered his mouth, quickly trailing his hand down his chest to feel himself and to make sure he could feel his racing heartbeat. Make sure he wasn't dreaming. As he let out a small whimper trying to control his breathing. As he groaned just at the sight of you on your knees, looking so pretty for him. "So fuckin' pretty love"He whispered, his voice husky and raspy. His hand trembling as he reached out to your head while he audible swallowed his anticipation, staring deep into your pretty eyes that kept a tight grip on him. He watched as your hands explored his entire build, testing and teasing. His intense gaze watching you make sure he wasn't in any discomfort calmed him down a small bit, yet it didn't calm down the raging need that was straining against his pants.
His other hand raking through his hair as he bit his lip looking down at you, such a pretty sight, the way you looked at him with a such a knowing smirk made his stomach flutter. "Don't stop"He almost growled out, even though he tried to hide his voice shaking from all the intense emotions he was feeling. All the times he spent with his dick buried in his hand thinking of nothing else, but you. If he had been counting, he would've lost count long ago with how many times he had thought about this exact moment. The second you started to unbuckle his belt it had him frozen in place as he brought his hips up closer to your hands. Craving your touch more than air itself. Chuckling softly seeing how you reacted to the throbbing sight of his fat cock, dripping. His ego growing more than his cock. "Go on, baby"He encouraged nodding his head as a form consent, trying to make it seem like he had some control over his needs. Unable to stop his back from arching his hips lifting higher. Grabbing his aching cock and pressing it gently against your lips, feeling you smile on his tip made him groan in pure ecstasy.
His head lolling back the second he felt your wet, warm tongue trace his red bulging tip. "God, yes"He moaned out unable to stop the words leaving his lips, reaching out to cup cheek smearing the precum that glistened on your lips with his thumb. His rough hand moving moving up to your hair. His body tensing feeling your soft hand grab onto his throbbing cock. His hips jolting into your hand, his scarred lips bitten under his balaclava as he let out a shuddered gasped as you started to move your hand up and down. "Fuuuck"He groaned out, lifting his mask just under his nose to breathe out his panting. His big chest heaving up and down almost in a rhythmical way with your hand as he looked down at you with his wide lustfilled eyes. Babbling out mindless words with his hand slightly pulling on your hair careful to not hurt you while his other hand on his mouth to try and hide his sinful noises. "So pretty baby, yeah? Yeah don't stop- don't ever fuckin' stop"He almost whimpered out. Watching as your thumb rubbed over his tip making his hips jerk, your other hand moving to his wrist to pull his hand away from his mouth, his fingers instinctly intertwining with yours. Not even noticing how he squeezed your hand.
He knew he wouldn't last long seeing that pretty look in your eyes, your hand making his cock look even bigger as he forced himself to not let his eyes roll back. The sticky noise of his fat cock as you jerked him off, wet from his big tip all the way down to his thick base. Your hand squeezing too good around the right spots on his cock, watching him twitch in your hand. His head was spinning, only focusing on you as he felt that intense feeling building. He couldn't help his thoughts drifting to the thought of your pussy squeezing his cock, which just made him ride even closer to that edge. "Fuck, love- 'm close, real close"He rasped out, squeezing your hand as he tried to catch his breath which was continuously squeezed out his lungs. He could feel it. He couldn't hold back, especially staring at you opening your mouth. A small invitation he quickly took, his hand in your hair shoving you down while gasping out feeling the wet warmth which was your perfect mouth. His entire body tensing, his hips unable to stop himself from forcing his cock deeper. Forcing his big load down your throat. Such a dirty girl for him.
"Yeah- yeah- just like that, fuck-!"He moaned out letting his eyes freely roll back now that his tip was touching the back of your throat. "Fuck, every last drop, baby, taste me all-"He groaned as he dripped down your throat. Groaning loudly knowing he wouldn't let this be the last time as he finally released you. softly seeing your pretty eyes flutter up to his gaze. "Let me taste you"He whispered, his thumb caressing the back of your hand while his other hand pulled you closer by your hip and into his lap. His lips clashing with yours unable to hold back any groans at the feeling of your lips against his. "So perfect for me"He whispered moving to kiss your neck, needing to make sure everyone knew you belonged to him. He was feral as his teeth left bite marks that would decorate your neck for days. He wanted you to be his first everything from now on. He wanted it that way, for you to be his and his only. You took him to heaven, made his see stars and he wouldn't ever let that get away from him. Wrapping his big arms around you, pulling you closer he knew he needed to keep you to be his.
The amount of times I RE-wrote this is absolutely insane, but this has been sitting in my drafts since last year and it's just done🧍‍♀️yay. Thanks so so so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Please don't be shy to request!
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robinlovexo · 1 month
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heyyy, welcome to my page loves, introduction time!
call me robin💕
im 22 ❣️ i’m a queer individual, im genderfluid, meaning some days i am more masculine, some days im more feminine, most days im very androgynous, and typically prefer they/them pronouns - although all of my pronouns are they/fae/she
✨i love women, and men, nonbinary and trans babes. i am a polyamorous individual, currently not partnered, but have a sexual partner that i see on occasion✨
yes you can call me babygirl, good girl, etc, but also if you’re more creative with gender neutral words you get bonus points. please recognize that this page often is me feminine presenting, but i may switch it up on yall 😋
this is my account, at times i will be a menace and be insufferable, if you’re here you get all of me. take it or leave it. sometimes i horny rage online and write smut, other times i rage abt the fucked up systems online, sometimes it’s my thoughts while i’m stoned. i am also very vocal abt the genocide in palestine, and oppressions worldwide.
i do what i please💗
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byersbootyshorts · 2 years
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okay so love the virgin eddie content ofc but now it's got me thinking about shy virgin jonathan that's never felt the touch of a woman getting his world absolutely fucking rocked by reader, thoughts?
What Happens In The Darkroom…
Summary: After years of being fascinated by the mystery that is Jonathan Byers you finally get what you want.
Pairing: Jonathan Byers x fem!reader
Warnings: sub!Jonathan, dom!reader, smut, hand job
Word Count: 1.6k
A/N: This request made me scream ngl. This isn’t much but I have an idea for a part 2 so if you like this please let me know. Even if you don’t like it I’ll probably write it anyway because holy shit sub!Jonathan.
Click here for part 2
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Jonathan Byers always fascinated you. You’d never spoken a word to him but you crossed paths more often than people thought.
You were the head photographer of the Hawkins High newspaper and so you were constantly in the school’s darkroom developing photos for the newest issue. And it just so happened that almost every time you were in there, Jonathan was too, developing his own photos in the opposite corner, not saying a word.
And that was how it always was. You’d enter the darkroom with some new photos to develop, notice Jonathan working away at the other side of the room and get on with it. You didn’t even think he’d ever made eye contact with you, despite your constant close proximity to one another.
And that was why you found him so intriguing. He was a complete mystery. And it was that mystery that made you all the more attracted to him. You’d never tell your friends this, of course, but the more time you spent in his presence the more you wanted to talk to him; to touch him; to do things to him you only thought about late at night.
It was just another usual day. The final bell rang and you swiftly made your way to the darkroom to develop some photos you’d taken of the basketball team’s latest victory. Although, when you entered the room, you were startled. Jonathan, who was usually in his own little world at the back of the room, was working right next to where you always did.
You stopped dead in your tracks for a moment out of sheer shock before continuing as if nothing was different. You went to your usual place and grabbed the equipment you needed before getting to work. But you were distracted.
Jonathan was so close to you you could hear his shallow breaths. You felt almost rude not talking to him when he no more than an arm’s length away from you. So, you decided to do something you hadn’t done in the two years you’d known him. You decided to talk to Jonathan Byers.
‘Wanted a change of scenery today, huh?’ you asked, your voice a little louder than you expected.
Jonathan was taken aback. He almost dropped his camera as you spoke.
‘W-what?’ he stuttered, confused as to why you randomly decided to acknowledge him.
‘You’re normally over there,’ you pointed to the back corner of the room. ‘I’m just making an observation.’
‘Oh right, yeah, I, uh, well, the light’s broken so I have to use a different one,’ he mumbled.
‘And even with all the other lights working you had to use the one right beside me,’ you joked.
‘Uh, sorry, I-.’
‘Hey, it’s fine, Byers. I’m joking,’ you laughed.
‘You know my name?’ Jonathan asked, the look of confusion on his face growing more and more prominent.
‘Of course I do. What, you think we’ve been going to the same school for two years, using this room together and I don’t know your name? We even have some classes together.’
‘I know, it’s just, most people don’t even notice me.’ Jonathan continued to look down at his photos, not daring to meet your eyes.
‘Well, you are pretty quiet,’ you replied.
He didn’t say anything after that so you turned back to your work station and began developing your photos.
After about thirty minutes Jonathan was finished for the day. He’d hung up his photos and packed his camera back in his bag. However, as he made his way to the door something came over you. You didn’t want things to go back to the way they were before. You didn’t want to come into the darkroom the next day to find Jonathan holed up in his usual little corner. You didn’t want to just admire him from afar anymore because, now that you’d seem him up close, you wanted him more than ever. Besides, you hadn’t failed to notice all the times he glanced in your direction as you worked side by side that day.
No, you couldn’t let him get away this time.
Just as he was about to grab the doorknob you bolted over and turned the lock.
‘Wha- what are you doing?’ he asked. Your faces were so close you could feel his breath tickle your face. You made eye contact for the first time since meeting him.
‘What I’ve always wanted to do.’
You grabbed his face and pulled it towards you. Your lips met with such force that Jonathan let out a high-pitched whimper. You didn’t wrap your arms around him in case he wanted to pull away. You had no idea if he even wanted this and expected him to pull himself away. But he didn’t.
He was frozen at first, his lips rigid, his body stiff, but it only took a second for him to melt into you. His lips softened, allowing your tongue access to his mouth. His tongue tasted like mint as it tangled with yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck; his hands just barely brushed your waist. You could tell he had no idea what he was doing. You walked forward, still locked in the kiss, until his back hit the wall.
You moved your hands up from his neck to his hair, pulling lightly on the greasy strands. Each tug caused Jonathan to release yet another whine. Eventually you pulled his head back, breaking your lips apart.
Jonathan was a mess. His eyes bulged in shock. He seemed as though he could barely stand and his breaths were shaky and uneven. His eyes weren’t the only thing that was bulging.
Pressed so close to him you could feel the swell in his pants. You removed one hand from his hair and slowly dragged it down his body to his jeans. Jonathan swallowed deeply as you rubbed him, aching to remove the layer of fabric between your hand and his dick.
‘Help,’ he breathed.
‘What was that?’ you asked in an assertive tone.
‘Help, please,’ he moaned.
‘Oh, you want some help with that?’ you nodded down to his bulge. ‘But we’re in school. I can’t,’ you teased.
‘Please,’ Jonathan begged, burying his head in your neck. ‘I don’t care. Please. I don’t care what you do to me.’
Hearing Jonathan beg so pathetically like that made you want to fuck him right then and there. But you got a hold of yourself. You wanted to take things slow.
‘Well, seeing as you asked so nicely.’
You took a painfully long time unbuckling Jonathan’s belt, undoing his buttons and pulling down his pants.
‘Hmm, not bad,’ you smirked down at his exposed cock, then back up at Jonathan. His eyes were already closed in concentration and you had barely even touched him yet.
‘Look at me, Jonathan,’ you ordered. His eyes flicked open at the mention of his name. And when they met yours, you swiftly wrapped your hand around his dick. A small whimper escaped him but his eyes remained locked on yours. So, you began to move your hand up and down his cock, slow at first, agonisingly slow.
You pulled him close again, kissing him briefly before your lips made their way to his jaw and down his neck. You left dark red marks all the way down the left side of his neck while still maintaining a steady pace with your hand.
The louder his moans grew, the faster you pumped your hand. Every so often Jonathan’s waist jutted forward and you pushed him back with a kiss. After a long while Jonathan moans morphed into screams. The sudden loudness made you stop abruptly, causing Jonathan to let out a whine that sounded more like a sad dog.
‘We’re in school, remember? Keep it down.’
‘I will. I’m sorry. Please, keep going, please. I can’t…’
He threw his head back and shut his eyes tightly. You noticed a singular tear escape from his right eye as you picked up your pace once more. His whimpers got higher as he tried his best to supress them. Even though he was being quiet as you asked, you couldn’t help yourself placing your free hand over his mouth. Shit, he looked so pathetically hot like this.
You felt air move in and out of his nose as he tried to steady his erratic breathing.
His dick convulsed in your hand and you knew he wouldn’t last much longer. You removed your hand from his mouth and pulled his chin down so his eyes aligned with yours. His brows furrowed in expectance.
‘Not yet,’ you whispered.
You rubbed your thumb on around his wet tip. You were curious to see how much he could take. To your disappointment, it wasn’t much.
Soon you had to return your hand back over his mouth as he whined louder than ever, cum shooting from his exhausted cock.
‘I’m sorry,’ he whimpered when you pulled your hand away from his mouth. ‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold-. Fuck.’
‘It’s okay,’ you replied, not doing anything to mask your disappointment. You grabbed his shirt and wiped your cum covered hand on it. Then, you walked away from him as though nothing happened, leaving him there, mouth agape, jeans at his ankles, too in awe to speak.
You packed up your things, grabbed your bag and walked back over to him. Putting your mouth to his ear you whispered.
‘Just know, next time I won’t be so forgiving.’
You quickly placed a kiss on his cheek before turning on your heel, unlocking the door and leaving.
Part 2
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belledjinn · 9 months
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It's more than dark enough we can't be seen, but if you're so worried about being heard, you ought wrap those pretty lips 'round my fingers.
Though I will miss those pretty sounds out of your mouth 🖤
But there's something about the power that I am holding in my hand
Your cock all slick and sticky between my fingers
I almost want to taste you as it drips, but I don't wanna pull my hand away.
Everytime I feel the skin shift in my palm, you twitch and shudder, with every flick of my thumb over your head I can hear the desperation of your cry reverberate through my chest.
I just wonder how much longer I can keep you twitching here in my hand before I've milked you into a little mess all over my hand.
I wonder if you'll lick it clean.
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ambersbloodyknife · 3 months
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Billy Loomis X Stu Macher
Best friends to fuck buddies
Stuilly Smut BTW.
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Warnings : Smut, 18+, nudity, sex, Gay sex, filming, kink, hand job.
Also, don't steal my work. If you copy some of it, please give credit. 🙏
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Billy and stu have been friends for years they both got along together. They had a lot in common, especially when it came to horror movies. Stu's favorite horror movie was Friday the 13th, and Billy's was psycho.
On Friday, Billy and stu met up at school, and they both went to their classes. At lunchtime, they both sat next to each other, talking about regular thing's. Stu asked Billy to come to his party. Billy nods his head and agrees to go to stu's party. After the Bell rang, they went back to finish the last 2 periods of the day. Stu had science and film, and Billy had history and film.
Stu cums all over Billy hand and Billy looks down at his hand covered in white sticky cum. Billy whispers in stu's ear saying oh aren't you a leaking mess for me. Stu replying with only for you Billy. Stu looked down at the floor, and so did Billy. Billy saw some cum on the floor and looks at stu. You made a mess, Macher. Clean it up. Stu replied with okay I'll grab a cloth. Billy stops him, saying no, no. Get on your knees and lick it up like a good boy. Stu gets on his knees and licks his own cum. Billy finally puts down the camera and smiled at stu.
Stu left film class and started to leave the school. Stu went home and prepared everything for his huge party. Billy goes home and gets ready for stu's party at 9 pm. At 9 p.m., stu sees people starting to show up at his house. 5 minutes later, Billy shows up and talks to stu for a while. Stu never told Billy about his feelings for him. A few hours pass, and everyone is drinking and having fun. Billy found out about Stu's feelings, and them 2 started to flirt.
10 minutes later, Billy drags stu upstairs to his bedroom. Billy dragged stu to his bed and started to get a little playful. Billy pinned stu down and started to unbuckle stu's belt. Stu, let's put a soft moan. Billy put down a camera facing them, two recording. Stu let's Billy undo his boxers, revealing stu's huge hard cock. Billy smirks and spits in his own hand. Then he started to rub stu's cock up and down with he wet hand. Stu moaned loudly he seemed to be enjoying it. Billy rubs his hand faster up stu's cock. Stu was about to cum all over Billy's hand.
Good boy, Macher.
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mmm-mmm-good · 9 months
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OF course I'm not sleeping
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OR discuss the was in Ukraine or Maui's wildlife....or discuss how you can make me cum...you know whatever
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jordaneprestrot · 1 year
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dilucsmaid124 · 2 years
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Submissive Diluc x fem reader
It was a bit late at the tavern and Diluc didn’t have many more drinks to serve, you stood behind him at the bar. You were supposed to be helping but you had different plans. As the rest of the customers went to the second level of the tavern to listen to a drunk guys story Diluc let out a sigh and leaned over the counter slightly while putting his face in his hands. You couldn’t really tell if it was a sigh of relief but you knew this was your cue, you had been waiting all night for even an ounce of alone time so that you could mess with him. Diluc flinched slightly at the feeling of you behind him suddenly putting you’re arms around his perfect little waist, he then took his face out of his hands to look back at you with a smile thinking you were just giving him a hug. But then you slid your left hand up to squeeze his chest and your right hand above his dick, not yet entering his pants. He let out a quick whimper out of surprise but then rushed his hand over to his mouth sharply turning back to glare at you. “N-not here there are still guests- Ngh-“ diluc was cut off by you moving your right hand closer to his dick and your grip on his chest tightening. He stopped complaining but hoped his customers on the second floor wouldn’t see him like this. You finally moved your hand over his bulge stroking it gently while still having your other hand exploring his chest. Diluc started to whimper softly and quietly, he reached for your hand on his bulge with intentions to move it inside his pants but you grabbed his hand also releasing your grip from his chest. He looked back at you confused, “you really think I’m gonna let you do that here?” You said giving him an innocent smile, he was to embarrassed to say anything as he knows he’s not allowed to take control like that. You decided that you were going to tease him until you were back at the winery. You rolled your eyes while pushing him against the counter, your right hand making it’s way to mess up his pretty ponytail pulling him into a kiss while the left made its way to his lower abdomen, only enough to make him horny and give him butterflies. Your tounge moved its way into his mouth while you pulled his hair, entirely messing up his ponytail that he put such effort into doing. He let out some breathy moans and whimpers from the pent up tension he was experiencing. He was starting to get so horny he couldn’t help it, he was trying to resist grinding against your thigh knowing that you wouldn’t allow it. After a few minutes he couldn’t take it anymore and moved his hips to where your right thigh was slowly moving his crotch against it hoping you wouldn’t notice. While at first you felt it you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt hoping for his sake that he would be a good boy and control himself, but as he got closer to relieving his pent up tension his movements got so aggressive to the point you couldn’t pretend to ignore them anymore. You pulled away from the kiss aswell as releasing his hair. He realized how much of a bad boy he was being and once again didn’t say anything. You gave him a slightly irritated look “you should probably fix your pretty hair before your customers come back down to leave” you said walking out of the bartending area and heading for the door “w-wait-“ Diluc was going to say something but decided that it would be best to fix his hair as it was coming close to closing time. You gave him one last glance before heading out the door, you could see his hard bulge from across the room as he was trying to fix his hair, he also looked a little distraught, probably because you didn’t let him finish. When you made you’re way back to the winery one of the maids greeted you helping take your jacket off and hanging it on a coat rack. You made your way to Dilucs bedroom to prepare for when he got home. While putting on some slightly seductive and revealing sleepwear on you thought of Dilucs punishment for being bad. When you came up with a few ideas you went to sit on his bed to read a book while you waited for his return.
When he finally made his way through the door he took off his bartending outfit leaving him in just his underwear, as he got in the bed next to you you couldn’t help but glance at his crotch. As you suspected, he was still a little hard and needed to be relieved. He looked at you slightly while taking his ponytail out. It wasn’t hard to figure out he was waiting for you to punish him for his bad behavior. You could feel him getting more anxious by the second. You continued to read your book seeing how long he would last without begging you to help him. It only took a few minutes until he shakily said your name while leaning over to put his head on your shoulder, “yes Diluc?” You said closing your book to look at him. He looked almost miserable. “Please” he muttered you wanted to tease him a little more before you gave him the pleasure of an orgasm, “please what Diluc” you said with a smile. He hesitated for a second “please… help me finish” you gave him a dumb look “finish what?” You said sweetly very well knowing what he meant. Once again he hesitated to speak “please make me cum, please punish me I’ve waited for so long!” he finally spoke with a sense of urgency. “Hm, and why would I do that? I mean you weren’t a good boy now were you?” He didn’t say anything, praying you weren’t serious. You let out a sigh while shifting your body so you were on top of him. “Will you be a good boy from now on?” You whispered to him. “Yes! Just please make me cum I cant take it anymore!” He said shakily. After a little more begging you finally reached your hand to his bulge barley touching it, even that was enough to make him whimper, while your left hand was very gently on his bulge your right went to grab his hair to pull it out of the way of his sensitive neck. You gave it a slight tug on his loose hair before putting your mouth on his neck, as soon as you starting to lick and suck on his neck he became a whimpering mess. After a minute or two you lifted your head back up and took your hand off his dick, you looked down to admire his muscular body and to decide your next move. After a second you bent back down to mark up his neck and chest some more. When you made your way back to the sensitive spot on his jawline he jerked his body slightly. You decided to reach your left hand to his nipple to play with while you marked his shoulder. This made Diluc flinch again. After quite a few marks he started getting frustrated you weren’t giving his dick any attention. “Mm- hah~ p-please” he muttered, this made you stop what you were doing “Hm? What was that?” You responded. “Please touch my cock i cant take it anymore, I wanna cum so bad” he didn’t hesitate to say. “Since you’ve been a good boy I guess I’ll allow it” you said while moving yourself off him. You slid off his boxers to reveal his now fully erect cock. You paused for a second “wanna try something new?” You said with a smile. Diluc is always wanting to try new things so he agreed.
While getting the rope you obtained earlier Diluc was preparing himself and wondering what you were gonna do to him. “Lay back a little and put your arms above your head.” You ordered, he did as you asked and you tied his wrists to the bedframe. After you did so you got back in bed next to him “you sure?” You said softly, Diluc immediately said yes and off to work you went. You started by gently working his dick over with slow and steady motions, every movement your hand did made him whimper with pleasure. After some time you took your hand off for a second. Before diluc could react you started messing with his sensitive tip, rubbing it all kinds of ways. Diluc was moaning and whimpering loudly “ngh- to much~ to much” he muttered while jerking his legs up. “Ugh! Do you want me to tie your legs down to?!” You said harshly, Diluc didn’t say anything out of embarrassment. “Hm” you said while getting up to tie his legs to the bedframe “w-wait! I’ll be a good boy I’m sorry!” Diluc said loudly. “Fine but don’t let it happen again” you said sharply while getting back to his cock. You started to mess with his tip again, brushing your thumb over the slit. It took Diluc all of his self control to not jerk his hips up. His moans started to become more jumbled and that was your sign. You gave him one last stroke before quickly taking your hand off of his dick, “w-what are you doing?” Diluc said worrying that you wouldn’t let him cum. You didn’t say anything while getting off the bed, Diluc continued to ask a few times in a worried tone. You grabbed another rope and continued to tie dilucs legs down, he let out a sigh of relief realizing that you weren’t done with him yet, however he did wonder why his legs needed to be tied. You returned to his side and continued on his dick until he was about to cum and again quickly took your hand off, Diluc grunted out of frustration and threw his head back but said nothing. After a bit you returned to his tip and started rubbing your thumb over the slit again while the rest of your hand was wrapped around his shaft. “Ngh y-yes- AH~" Diluc moaned while starting to get louder. But this time you didn’t stop and started to praise him calling him a good boy, only a few seconds later he whimpered loudly while cumming on himself. He felt relieved but jerked hard when you kept messing with his tip, he now knew why you tied up his legs because now he had to bear through the overstimulation. He was moving his hips and jerking around but he really couldn’t do much. He threw his head back letting out loud moans and cursing “Archons! Ngh-p-please-AH~” Diluc moaned loudly. You watched the sweat drip off his sharp jawline down to his marked up chest that was moving up and down at a rapid pace from his heavy breathing. After a bit more jerking around you manage to brush over his tip again and with a hip thrust he came once again, creating a small puddle of cum on his abs. He thought you were finally done with him and was thanking you for making him cum. “Oh? Do you think I’m done…?” You said softly while looking at the cum that gathered on his stomach. He looked up sharply with an almost scared look on his face. “You got up to grab something else while Diluc was stumbling over his words trying to ask what you mean. When he saw the vibrator in your hand he gave you a look and started begging to be untied “Do you really want that or are you just being a brat?” You said with a harsh tone, Diluc looked away for a second and stumbled over his words but managed to say he wanted it. With his consent you crawled back next to him and turned it on a low setting moving the vibrater along his dick softly. Diluc jerked to the sensation and threw his head back once again thrusting upwards, and after a minute you went back to focusing on his tip, after only a few seconds he came again and the puddle of cum on his stomach becoming larger. “Awe already??” You said in a teasing tone. Diluc was so overwhelmed he could barely respond, “f-fuck you” he muttered.
You could see the instant regret on his face when his eyes widened to study your reaction. You didn’t say anything but turned the vibrater on a higher setting and put it on his overstimulated tip, he immediately jerked his whole body moving his hips violently, but you kept moving it for a couple minutes until he came one more time. Even after he came for the fourth time he was a whimpering mess and was saying curses but didn’t dare insult you again. You praised him for cumming again as you cleaned him up. After you untied him you started him a bath and waited for him on his bed.
The end 😫
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A Workout To Remember
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Pairing: Wanda X G!p Reader 18+
Summary: Reader's gym crush is Wanda.
Warnings/Tags: Smut 18+, Girl Penis Reader, Girl Penis, Blow jobs, Hand jobs, Rough Sex, Dirty talk, Semi-public, Risky, Fingering.
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Your arms burned after dropping the weight, a thud echoing around the room as you panted for breath, reaching over to grab your water. You sipped on the drink while taking a break, looking around the room to see her.
Wanda was currently squatting a weight, her face in the mirror full of concentration as she bent her knees and then slowly stood back up right. Her gaze caught yours in the mirror, your cheeks flushing before swiftly averting to the large weight by your feet.
Ever since you met Wanda, you couldn’t get her off your mind. It started off by you simply helping her with a simple technique, correcting her form slightly to make sure she wouldn’t injure herself and since then you two have sort of become gym buddies. You would occasionally work out with her or spot her, trying your hardest not to look at her in those tight leggings to prevent an awkward interaction about the tent in your pants.
A thud breaks you out of your thoughts as you see her drop the weight, wiping off the sweat forming on her forehead before she turns to you, winking at you playfully. You shyly waved to her, heart fluttering at the smile she was giving to you before changing her weights and moving to start another set. You decided to continue with your work out, desperately trying to push away the image of Wanda squatting another set, her ass perfectly on display for you while you worked out.
After the rest of your torturous workout, you made your way to the changing room, sighing in relief when you saw it was empty. You peeled off your sweat stained shirt and shorts leaving you in only your sports bra and boxers. You moved to grab your towel, intent on having a shower when a sudden presence at your side startled you.
“Are you ever going to make a move?” she asks forwardly, your eyes widening at her while her hands cross over her chest, pushing up her breasts making your gaze instinctively flicker to them.
“I um,” you stutter out, returning your gaze to her eyes only to see hers settle on the imprint of your dick through your boxers. You quickly move your towel to cover you, flushing at the way her eyes seemed to have darkened. “Do you want me to make a move?” you shyly ask, your dick deciding now would be the perfect time to make its presence known as she pulls the towel out of your grasp.
“Oh Detka,” she rasps out, arousal washing through your body at her accent that wraps around her words delicately. “I’ve wanted you to for so long,” she whispers, moving closer to you, hands going to your waist, a finger dragging over your toned stomach making you let out a shaky breath. “So, are you?”
To answer her question, you lean forwards to press your lips to hers, a small noise escaping her when your hands slide to her waist, pushing her gently against the lockers while your body presses into her. Her hands move to your hair, tugging gently to where she wants your mouth while her tongue slides over your bottom lip, seeking entrance that you happily grant her. You press your knee in between her legs, a moan escaping her when her hips start to grind along your toned thigh.
“Fuck,” you groan out, moving to pepper kisses along her jaw when she cups you through your boxers, fingertips running up and down your length through the fabric.
“I want to make you come so hard,” she mutters against your lips, making you twitch in her hand, smile turning smug at your affected state. She was about to say more but the sound of people entering the changing rooms made her push you off her before dragging you by the hand to a shower stall, rapidly locking the door. “Are you going to be quiet for me?” she murmurs in between kisses, your back now against the tiled wall. You nod your head making her smirk before placing a final kiss on your lips and dropping to her knees.
Your mind clouded with arousal at the sight of Wanda on her knees, eyes hungrily staring at your dick that was straining against your boxers, her hands slipping under your waistband and pulling the item off you. Her hands stroke your length, fingertips teasing the tip to have you covering your mouth to muffle a groan that wants to escape you. You look down as she leans closer to you, Wanda’s lips wrapping around your tip, her head then bobbing down until almost your entire cock was down her throat. She pulls back, panting for breath as she licks her lips, a small groan leaving her as she does so, the sound quiet enough that whoever entered the changing room won’t be able to hear.
She takes you down her throat again, your hands threading through her hair and guiding her movements as the warm and wet feeling of her mouth has you seeing stars. She gags a little when she manages to fit all of you down her throat, moving her mouth to then suck slightly on the tip while her fingers run up and down your length teasingly, her other hand cupping your balls and squeezing gently making you moan against your palm.
When you can feel your orgasm nearing, you pull her off you and back to her feet so you can crash your lips back to her. Your hands flip the two of you around, pushing her into the wall as you take control of the kiss this time, cupping her jaw and tilting her head up to deepen the kiss.
“Detka,” she groans quietly, “I need you inside, fuck me.” Your hands immediately pull down her leggings and panties, moaning into her mouth at the abundance of arousal that’s pooled between her thighs.
“You’re so wet,” you whisper, sliding a finger through her folds before moving to circle her clit briefly.
“Please just fuck me,” she whimpers, your free hand clamping over her mouth to muffle the moan that’s ripped from the back of her throat when you slide a finger into her.
“Hush,” your tone dropping an octave, “I need to stretch you out first.” You removed your hand from her mouth in case she wanted to tell you to stop or anything, moving it to her chest to pinch and squeeze her nipples through her shirt. You thrust your fingers into her at a brutal pace, curling them beautifully against all her weak spots, back arching off the wall when you hit her g-spot repeatedly. Her hand covers her mouth like you did earlier, not trusting herself to be able to hold back her moans when you’re fucking her like this.
“Please, I need you,” she whispers before capturing your lips in a bruising kiss, her hand wrapping around you once again making you groan.
“I don’t have a condom,” you mutter, wanting to be safe.
“I’m on the pill and you can pull out,” she says without hesitation, “Now fuck me.” She turns so her hands can be planted against the wall, bending down a little so her ass sticks out for you. You swiftly position yourself at her entrance, groaning at the warm and wet feeling of her as you slide into her. A shaky breath escapes you both as you let her adjust to your large size, her moving her hips forwards and back onto you.
You start to thrust into her, clenching your jaw to stop the sinful sounds from escaping you as her warm and wet cunt has pleasure clouding your mind. Soon, you're pounding into her, your cock hitting deep inside her making Wanda’s hand firmly clamped over her mouth. With every powerful thrust, you can feel her tightening around you, pussy spasming as you fuck her into oblivion. You wrap an arm around her front, bringing her up into an upright position so you can litter her neck in open mouthed kisses while your other hand moves down her body to her clit, drawing fast and deliberate circles against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“I’m gonna come,” she rasps out before her body tenses in your arms, clenching hard around you making you groan into the kiss. Her cum coats your cock as she comes hard around you, legs trembling a little as she leans into your body for support. You continue to slowly fuck her through her orgasm with long and deep thrusts, letting her ride out her aftershocks before you can feel your own orgasm rapidly approaching.
“Fuck Wanda,” you rasp out near the shell of her ear, “I’m so close.” You pull out of her, hand rubbing up and down your length, soaked in her arousal and cum. You don’t expect her to drop to her knees again, taking you in her mouth and hand expertly moving up and down you, making your hands thread through her hair and hold her close. You can’t stop yourself from coming down her throat, the warm white liquid filling her mouth as your hips stuttering as you empty into her. You pant as you try to recover from your mind-blowing orgasm, chest heaving as she releases you from her mouth, swallowing your load and moaning lowly at the taste. Her finger moves to swipe the little that escaped her mouth, sliding it back in and making a show of the action making you pull her up to her feet and kiss her again.
“You taste so good Detka,” she husks out before kissing you again, her hands settling on your jaw as she pulls back, looking at you with a smile.
“Can I take you out for dinner one day?” you whisper, fixing her hair with an apologetic smile from messing it up so much. She merely chuckles at you, a soft smile on her face as she bites her lip.
“I’m free Friday,” she replied before pulling her clothes back on, making you do the same.
“I’ll meet you at shawarmas at 8?” your eyes are hopeful as you look at her.
“It’s a date,” she says before placing a final kiss on your lips, leaving you alone in the shower stall to imagine what you could do on your date. 
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cheriova · 3 months
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Don't Give Up on You'al Potential 🇺🇸
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robinlovexo · 1 month
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a little story,, one of my favorite ways i’ve made someone cum as of late:
he was massaging me all over with coconut oil, it was a special treat and i was very grateful. as he was working my thighs and my hands, my feet were toying with his dick, which was already rock hard. i eventually turned over and asked him to rub my ass, shaking my ass and teasing him. my legs were all wet and shining, and he massages my ass and inner thigh. it feels soooo good. he moved up my back to my neck, and there’s this special spot on the back of my neck you can hit where it just lights up all of the nerves in my body, if you kiss and get my neck a bit wet and i feel your breath on it. ooooof i get so wet just thinking abt it. he begins to do this and the coconut oil is perfectly moist and his dick slides right between my legs, not in my pussy, but we begin teasing each other in that position. while i’m laying on my belly i grab his cock and press it harder against me so i feel it more on my clit and 😩fuck that gets me going. i can’t resist bucking my ass back on to his dick that’s just sliding so well between my closed legs, i love feeling him there. god it really turns me on. i can tell he’s already close to cumming so we take a little break and he resumes rubbing my body, i want to edge him as long as i can. he tries turning me over to kiss but i tell him not yet and shove his dick back between my legs. god the sounds that our bodies made sliding together and his lovely moans woof that makes me feral. he is starting to lose it and gets more aggressive and faster with his thrusting and i just love feeling him fuck my legs like this. all the sudden he can’t take it anymore &pulls out, “fuckkkk im cumming” and he moans lets it all out on my back and mmmmm it was soooo yummy and gratifying knowing that i could get him off just from that, god i love making men cum. i love watching it i love hearing it i love feeling it 😩
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pinkieloveee · 27 days
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Who’s gonna give me money to get my nails done…..? Okay who’s gonna give me money to get my nails done and in return I’ll jerk you off so you can see my pretty nails
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floppy-fries-bbg · 1 year
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Stable boy Kageyama x older farm hand reader
Warnings: Handjob, corruption kink, public sex?
Pairing: Tobio Kageyama x Afab!reader
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“Hello! Welcome to the farm! I’m y/n l/n, I’m one of the head farm hands so if you ever need any help please don’t be afraid to ask.” You smile brightly at the new employees.
“Hi! I’m Shoyo Hinata!” An orange haired boy smiles and holds his hand out to shake “you’re really pretty!” “Aww thank you” you respond gratefully.
“Im Yamaguchi Tadashi” a freckled boy with green hair waves before elbowing a tall blonde boy next to him “Kei Tsukkishima,” the boy curtly says pulling headphones onto his ears. “Tobio Kageyama” a raven haired boy shakes her hand and she smiles at the four boys. “Nice to meet y’all.”
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“Umm, excuse me Kageyama is to stubborn to ask for help but he doesn’t know how to ask for help. Could you help him?” Sugawara asks and y/n she smiles warmly “of course, where is he?” “He’s in the stable and he needs help milking the cow” “alright thanks” you walk away towards the stable.
“Hey I heard you needed help” you wave to the boy who was clearly struggling to milk a cow. “Yeah” he says embarrassed he needed help.
You immediately pull up a stool and sits behind him “so what you have to do is grasp a teat at the top and roll your fingers down forcing the milk out.” She grabs the utter and starts to push down the milk.
Kageyamas breath hitches as your breasts press against his back. “Alright now you try” you say shaking your hands off into the hay. He fumbles trying to milk the cow but messes up.
Suddenly you get an ingenious plan. You lean next to the boys ear and ask him in whisper if he wanted to take a “more personal approach”
Kageyama gulps but gives a small nod in response. You start to unzip to boys pants and pulls them down just enough to access his cock. You pull his boxers down to just above his pants “Now, you start at the base” you tell him grabbing him in your hand cause a whimper to escape the ravenettes mouth.
“Then you slow roll your fingers down to forces the milk out.” You start to drag your hand down his hard cock; gasping and small moans to escape him “hmm, seems like the milk didn’t come out, how about we try again” you smirks rubbing her hand against his cock again.
Your start squeezing one of his balls with the other hand when suddenly he cums with a loud moan. “Shhh, you don’t want us to get caught do you?” Your warm breath hitting Kageyamas neck causes shivers to go down his spine. He shakes his head in response “no.”
You continue to rub his cock and he covers his mouth to hold back his moans. “Wait-no-im gonna- fuck” he moans into his hand panting heavily. “So can you milk the cow now?” You ask and he leans forward to try but his mind was to foggy to try.
“Hmm, seems like you can’t, let’s try again” you whisper and he inhaled harshly as you start to rub him again and softly tug at his balls. “I don’t want to aga- ahhh” he cums agains as he throws his head into your shoulder.
“Fucking hell” he mutters but you don’t stop and continues to tug and rub him off. “Don’t stop please- it feels so good” he moans as he cums.
You continue to jack him off a handful more times until the stray below them is covered in his cum. Kageyama is a panting mess by the end of it and he was completely dry.
“I think I understand how to milk now” he pants heavily
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goddess-ignited · 1 year
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Too bad I don't have a man laying on my lap, sucking my tits, while I run my hand up and down his cock.....
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