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didishawn · 1 year
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some Jules kounde smut plssss
This request surely made me see Koundé on a different light
No more Muchachos (Jules Koundé x Argentinian Reader) smut
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Warnings: a bit of teasing because of the World Cup final, Koundé fucks you hard to shut you up, smut, some Spanish
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If he has to hear the song one more time, Koundé will go mad.
En Argentina nací (I was born in Argentina)
Tierra del Diego y Lionel (land of Diego and Lionel)
De los pibes de Malvinas (of the guys frtom Malvinas)
Que jamás olvidaré (that I will never forget)
No te lo puedo explicar (I can't explain)
Porque no vas a entender (because you won't understand)
Las finales que perdimos (the finals that we lost)
Cuantos años la lloré (how many years I cried them)
Pero eso se terminó (but that finished)
Porque en el Maracaná (because in the Maracaná)
La final con los brazucas (the final with the Brazilians)
La volvió a ganar papá (Dad won it again)
He knows you are on heaven since the World Cup final, and doesn't matter how sad you felt for his loss, your happiness was greater at seeing Messi finally lifting up the Cup -even he was excited for that.
But he seriously cannot keep on going like this, everyday Muchachos sounds on repeat in your home, your low humming going with the music and always with a teasing look on your eye.
His teammates and the media find it so funny, how much you seem to love your dear Argentina over him -even he finds it funny, but can't help but dream of setting you straight as he finds himself singing the lyrics even when you are not around.
Dreams do become true.
Is what Koundé thinks as he pounds into you from the back, one hand pulling you back, the other on your hair pushing your face to be buried in between your comfortable pillows.
"Does that feel good, darling?"
He hears your muffled yes and smirks, hips still pistoning into yours.
"This is what needed to be done, isn't it? A good fuck so you can stop being an annoying little shit, love reminding me about that day, don't you?"
You lift your head, even with glossy eyes you still give him a teasing look, "No es mi culpa que perdieran, pa. Era para Sudamérica no para Europa" you hum, he groans, even if he loves how thick your accent gets on times like this. (not my fault you lost, dude. It was for South America not for Europa)
"You really are a little shit"
He spins you around, holding one of your legs up, kissing your ankle then placing it on his shoulder, reaching deeper inside you, his length and width have you closing your eyes and whining, it hurts so good -an expression you never understood until meeting Jules.
His lips are on yours, he wants to be the one thing you think about, his fingers playing with your bundle of nerves have you squirming around.
You are trembling, your moans are getting higher, nails leaving marks on his back, you bite into his neck, making him groan out and thrust harder.
He looks down at you, so much love in his eyes yet his thrusts are nothing but punishment, hard and fast, his lips are all over you, your breasts, neck, face, hair, one caressing your stomach, calming you down, a sweet kiss on your cheek. You are close, he can tell, he knows everything about you and can recognise the signs.
"Cum for me, darling. Let me feel you around me"
You moan as you reach your extasis, whines leaving your mouth as he continues on fucking you. You can feel him throb inside of you, you caress his back with you nails -something you know he loves, and have him trembling.
He suddenly leaves your insides, taking your hand and dragging you to the edge of the bed, he stands in front of you, your face inches away from his cock as he jerks himself off, a loud moan sounds as he cums on your face and he groans when he sees the look you give him while cleaning yourself off and moaning at his taste.
He cleans you up, and you lay side by side, you cuddling into his chest as he caresses you ans kisses your head.
He smiles down at you "Is that enough to get you to stop playing that goddamm song?"
"Sure, I suppose"
You will just have to start playing 3 estrellas en el conjunto, you guess.
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swayziiwriter · 9 months
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Team gala | Jules Koundé
summary: you and Jules attend a France team gala together, in a night that was supposed to be of small talk Jules has other plans that don’t involve much talking.
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WARNING: 18+, sexual content
Fuck. That's the only word that could explain the state you were currently in. Bent over in front of Jules, your hands gripping the counter of the dining hall bathroom fo dear life.
You accompanied him too the France team dinner, expecting a night of dinner, dancing, and small talk. Jules had other plans.
He couldn't keep his hands to himself as dirty thoughts clouded his mind.
You're long black dress accumulated every one of your curves that he loved to touch so much. He had managed to restrain himself for the majority the night, until you had asked him if your tits were sitting right in the dress as you sat.
He lost it.
Bringing you to now, you dress had been fully unzipped taking placement on the floor as Jules's pants laid discarded beside it.
Leaving you in your undergarments, while he was only missing his dress pants and boxers. You didn't care about that given that you were bent over in front of him.
Jules ran his hands up your sides, before sliding your panties down your legs. He then removed him boxers wasting no time to slip on a condom that was hidden in your purse he positioned himself to be lining up with your dripping cunt.
Your folds were slick, inviting almost as the sight was enough for him to cum all over your ass right then and there. He slowly bottomed out into you, gasps leaving both your mouths as he brought his hands to grip your hips bringing your hips into his to match his deep, hard thrusts.
"Jules, oh my-f-f-fuck" you whimpered, trying to keep as quiet as possible not wanting anyone to suspect what you and your boyfriend were doing.
"Shh, you gotta be quiet for me baby. Don't want anyone else but me to see you like this." He replied making sure that every thrust he gave was deep than the last. "So good for me, my pretty girl" he praised.
You clenched around his cock, motioning for him to go faster. That he did. "JULES" you shrieked, crying out as he assaulted your core with merciless thrusts. He quickly brought a hand to your mouth, muffling your moans as he lowly groaned.
"I'm so close" you whispered, drunk on his cock as Jules shuffled behind you, positioning his legs to be straight before he pounded harder than before. Hitting your g-spot relentlessly it wasn't long until you came undone, moaning his name into his hand as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
Your knuckles beginning to turn white as your grip on the sink intensified with each thrust to your over stimulated pussy. Your body began to shudder as you felt Jules's thrust become sloppy.
"Let go for me baby, fill me up so good" you whispered, just enough for Jules to hear your request. He moaned, thrusting into you another time before spilling into the condom still inside of you, you felt a warm sensation as Jules muttered curse words lightly.
"Merde" he groaned, pulling out of you slowly Jules made sure to keep his grip on your tight. "We gotta get cleaned up baby" you said staring at him through the mirror. He smirked, walking to be wrapped around your body looking at you through the mirror.
"Mhm, and then when we get home-“ he grabbed your ass, squeezing it harshly. "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk straight when i'm done."
"N'importe quoi pour to mon amour" you replied breathless.
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peligrosapop · 1 year
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Excuse me, Jules Koundé?
Permiso, Jules Koundé?
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actuallytrissy · 7 months
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they can never beat the good looking fc and model fc allegations
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Fc Barcelona IG
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sportbarcelona · 1 year
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Jules Kounde has played 32 matches for Barcelona, 16 as a centre back, and 16 as a right back.
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Guess The Football Player Club Now
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noticias-de-futebol · 2 years
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Noticias del barcelona hoy ¡Koundé recorta plazos y tiene opciones de jugar el Clásico!
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banqueenfrancecom · 2 years
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Le transfert de Koundé (Séville FC) au Barça va rapporter 5 M€ à Bordeaux
Le transfert de Koundé (Séville FC) au Barça va rapporter 5 M€ à Bordeaux
🪁Le transfert de Koundé (Séville FC) au Barça va rapporter 5 M€ à Bordeaux ✈️ #banque #france | #transfert #Koundé #SévilleFC #Barça #rapporter #Bordeaux | Le transfert de Koundé (Séville FC) au Barça va rapporter 5 M€ à Bordeaux Une somme qui n’entrera toutefois pas dans les caisses du club. Lors des négociations avec King Street et Fortress concernant la remontée de la dette, il a été décidé…
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peligrosapop · 11 months
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Jules Koundé
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Lewy vs Real Madrid 4/4
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didishawn · 1 year
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Jules with an inexperienced girl and an innocence kink being so vocal about it im begging 🤭
Purity ring (Jules Koundé x Reader) smut
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Warnings: smut, Jules teaches you how to feel real good, mentions of purity ring
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From the first time he saw you, Jules had the inmense need to ruin you, wanting to keep that pretty ring adorning your finger for himself.
You were perfect for him, of that was sure in your first conversation, he had to have you for himself, and instead of being offended when you turned down going back to his place as any other man would be, it made him want you even more as he saw your rosy cheeks as you explained it was not that you didn't want to, it's just that you were a virgin who wanted her first time to be perfect.
From that very same day, Jules started courting you, and not only because he wanted to fuck you -but honestly he was dying to fuck you, but also because you were probably the most interesting girl he has ever met.
It took months to go further than the making out stage, you would always end up blushing and pulling away when his hands rested on your waist and you felt yourself grinding into him while sitting on his lap.
First you wanted to learn how to get him off, he found it so cute how you would whine about your arm getting tired while stroking him up and down, your little hand couldn't even wrap fully around him, ring shiny around your finger, representing purity when your actions were the complete opposite. When he painted his stomach white, you looked so adorable with flushed cheeks when you asked if you could taste it, moaning when he entered two fingers into your mouth and had your tongue wrapping around them.
You then ask him to teach you how to suck his cock and he almost had a stroke at how cute you looked while doing so, kitten licks to his tip as you milked him, you couldn't fit all of him and multiple times you entered coughing fits at the feeling of him hitting the back of your throat, he had never cummed so hard.
"So fucking cute, my little cock sucker, had no idea how to do it yet had me in heaven" he groaned after his orgasm, breathing heavily, eyes shiny when he saw you swallow his cum, the taste so delicious to you, it had you obsessed.
He couldn't believe it the day he got home early to find you grinding against his pillow, tears in your eyes as you begged him to help you with the tingle in your pussy, you couldn't cum, only he could help your frustrated self.
He took the pillow away from you and his big hands were on you, pushing you so your back was against the bed, opening your legs and getting in between them.
His lips wrapped around your clit, fingers inside you as you whined and squirmed, so sensitive, it made him want yo eat you whole at how adorable you looked.
"Jules, I feel like I am going to pee!" you had whined and he grinned in between your folds.
"Cum for me darling, let me make you feel so good, let go sweetheart, my pretty girl"
From then on, you were obsessed with his hands on you making you reach your extasis, every afternoon waiting for him, laying on your bed, legs open for him to dive into them.
The day he finally got to fuck you, was they day he could die a happy man.
Fully in control he had you grinding into him, moaning and whining trying to get his cocvk inside you, begging for him to help you relieve yourself.
He almost cummed when he felt your walls around him, so tight, milking him as he fucked into you, you looked so cute, taking him so good being your first time, his cock so big inside you.
He fucked you for multiple round that night, had you on all fours, riding him, legs over his shoulders, traditional missionary, standing uip in the shower, sideways, always rutting into you.
He loved how your little ring looked on a chain wrapped around your neck, ignoring the glaring your father directed towards him when he met the man for the first time, having robbed his daughter of all her innocence, having made you his little whore, for his cock only.
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