#kiss smut

[black--cherryy]

Kiss

Their favorite way to punish u ⚠️Smut⚠️

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Paul: He has a very good body and he knows it so I think the perfect punishment for u would be watching while he jerks off and u can't touch him or yourself. He would like seeing u just sitting there all frustrated not being able to do anything beside watching his hand stroke his member and hearing his soft moans.

Ace: Ace doesn't really get mad or anything but if u drive him over the edge then even he can get rough. I think he would go for a classic spanking. He has big hands so they would make perfect red handprints on your butt. I don't think he would use a belt tho bc even tho it's a punishment, he could never hurt u or make u cry.

Peter: I think he would go for choking the shit out of u. Whether with his hand or dick, he would make u regret being a brat. He would choke u with his hand almost till u pass out and then removing his hand and fuck u while doing that of course or he would thrust his dick into your throat and fuck it till u turn bright red.

Gene: Now for Gene I think he would just fuck the hell out of u in the roughest way possible. He would take both of your holes till u shake from pain and pleasure. He would also make u cum multiple times until ur overstimulated and so sensitive that just a little touch would make u squirt. He would enjoy torturing your overstimulated clit till u lose it.

[marvelobsessed134]

How about an NSFW one where Paul Stanley gets pranked by a rocker dudette fan (I'm talking leather jacket, jeans, wristbands, band t shirt underneath, the whole nine yards) but then it turns into a little something spicy *Wink Wink*🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Prank call gone wrong

Pairings: Paul Stanley x Fem!reader

Warnings: smut, rough sex, degradation, dumbifacation, size kink, and I think that’s it.

A/n: this might be my longest one yet

Summary: your prank on Paul Stanley goes amazingly wrong.

You’ve found the number to Paul’s hotel room. You’re still stoked that you’re staying in the same hotel as him! You had a couple hours to spare before the Kiss concert and you wondered if he was still in his room or if he was at the stadium. Either way, you wanted to prank call him.

Having thought of a script before hand, you excitedly dialed the number. How you got the number? You overheard a groupie telling it to her friend. And you have a pretty good memory.

It rang for a few seconds before he answered, “Hello?” His voice sent chills down your spine. God you love his voice. “Oh my god, Robert is that you? You’re with another girl aren’t you?” You responded trying your best to sound like an angry girlfriend.

“Umm my names not Robert I think you have the wrong-“

“Okay, so you’re just gonna pretend it’s not you. I’m not stupid, Robert. You’re with Brenda aren’t you? That skank.”

“I-“

“We were supposed to get married, Robert. How could you? I hate you so much pack all of your shit and get out of my house.” You fake cried before slamming the phone down. You laughed maniacally before deciding to go down to the hotel restaurant to get a bite to eat before the concert.

—

Paul was confused. So he asked Gene about it. “You’ve been prank called.” The bassist replied simply.

“‘Prank called’ what does that mean?” The singer asked.

“You can’t be that stupid. Put the two words together. Prank and call.”

Paul then realized what Gene was talking about. “So some chick just prank called me that’s great. Who was it? Because she woke me up from my sleep.” He grumbled. The other man shrugged his shoulders.

-at the concert-

You standing amongst the rest of the screaming fans as Kiss made their grand entrance onto the stage. As usual it was epic. Pyrotechnics, lights, dancers. And of course, the music. You were right up against the barricade. “Wooo! Hell yes!” You yelled as you did the rock n roll sign with your hands.

For some reason during the show, Paul kept looking at you. Which made you flustered. Who wouldn’t be? The show went on and after it ended, you waited to be one of the last to leave so you wouldn’t have to deal with the crowd.

You walked, the stadium was pretty much empty, you were alone. You felt someone grab your shoulder. You turned to see non other than the Starchild himself.

“Holy shit Paul Stanley!” You shouted but not too loud. “Shut up, people will hear. Now come with me.” He hissed before gripping your arm tightly and dragging you to his dressing room.

He slammed the door shut and pushed you against it. His grip firm on both of your arms as he looked down at you. “So, you’re the one who prank called me?” He asked.

“How’d you find out?” You asked in response.

“I have my ways. I just want you to know that you disturbed my sleep and you should know I need every hour of it.”

You rolled your eyes, “Okay? So you dragged me all the way here just so you could complain that my little call woke you up?”

“You better watch that mouth, missy.”

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?”

“I’ll give you something better to do with it.” As he said this, Paul undid his belt before pulling down his pants and boxers. His large cock sprang free and your eyes widened. He used his other hand to pulled you down onto your knees.

“You gonna suck my cock like a good girl?” The singer asked as he stroked his large cock in front of you. You were shocked by the whole situation. How did it lead to this? Not like you’re complaining, though.

You moved to grab his thighs to stable yourself but was quickly stopped. “Ah, ah. Hands behind your back.” And so, you put your hands behind your back allowing him full control over you. Paul grabbed your hair and pushed his cock in your mouth. You closed your lips around his length before he began bobbing your head back and forth.

“Fuck, you have such a good mouth, baby. This is all you’re good for isn’t it? Such a dumb little thing that only knows how to suck dick.” The singers’ filthy words made you extremely wet. He continued to fuck your face before pulling you off his cock. “I see my cock barely fit in your mouth, didn’t it? You’re so fucking tiny it’s pathetic. I can rip you in two if I wanted.”

Paul grabbed your hair to pull you up, and he dragged you over to the couch and sat down pulling you onto his lap so you were straddling him. You could feel his hard cock through your leather pants. You started to grind on him as the two of you made out.

The singer began to kiss your neck down to your collarbone before throwing your leather jacket off your shoulders. A tank top with his face on it was underneath. He smirked, “Well, I see you must really like me huh?”

“I just like your voice.” You lied.

“Are you sure you don’t like my dick too?” He chuckled when your face went red. He pulled his shirt off before pulling yours off, groaning when he saw you wore nothing underneath. The raven haired man massaged your breasts, tweaked your nipples and bit and sucked on them. You were in complete bliss.

In one swift motion you were laid on your back. He was roughly taking your boots off and pulling your pants and panties down. You instinctively spread your legs.

“You think I’m gonna lick that pussy after what you’ve done? You’re just gonna lay there take my cock like a good slut.” He said before ramming into you without warning. You squealed in both pain and surprise. “Oh my god you’re so fucking tight. My cock can barely even fit this tiny pussy.” Paul moaned as he began to pump in and out of your tight wet hole.

You couldn’t think straight at all. You only laid there as Paul fucked you, used you. But oh you fucking loved it.

He pulled you up so you were straddling him again, his cock still inside you. The singer gripped your hips and slammed you up and down on his large cock.

“You like this baby? Bet you didn’t think about this when you called me today huh?” You couldn’t respond to him, and he was getting a kick out of it.

“Aww is my baby going all dumb on my cock? You had so much to say moments ago.”

You gripped his shoulders as he used you as a flesh light, feeling yourself get closer and closer to the edge. You finally clenched around him, “Ah!” You screamed in surprise.

“Fuck that was hot. Get on your knees again.” The singer commanded. You quickly got on your knees and grabbed his cock, putting it into your mouth sucking hard and fast, wanting his cum more than anything.

Paul put his hands behind his head as he leaned back with a cocky smile. “Yeah, you want my cum don’t you? Pathetic, really.” You jerked him off a couple times before his cum squirted all over your face.

Tears were in your eyes cause some of it got in them. Your mascara was smeared and so was your lipstick. Your hair disheveled and cum all over your face. “You look so fucking beautiful like this. Get cleaned up, I’ll give you my number for next time.”

[namelessbutters-doodles]

The Park 18+ Mdni

Characters : Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley, Velvet Von ragnar.

Pairing : Stardemon/ Vonstar

Setting: Mid 80s

Au: Never Too Young to Die Au (Good Route).

Summary: Summer of 1987, 

The day i met you, thus when

Everything changed, for me and for…

You, My dear.

I remembered like it was yesterday, clear and sunny. The skies were pure blue like the clouds were, Like You were. So fluffy like your hair. Clear like your eyes are now right in front of me, as you lazily look at me across the room, all smiley and happy not like you were before.

All drowsiness and unfortunate....

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⚠️Warnings: 1st person, loss of virginity, vaginal bleeding, first time, oral sex, marks, bruises, Velvet's thoughts, mentions of weight loss, kissing, making out, blood, nudity, aftercare, mentions of sub drop, missionary and sexual positions plus some lore. Ask to tag!

chase atlantic, any song you want!

AlsoonA03

MoreinfoonthisAu

Paul'sApartment

Summer of 1987, 

The day i met you, thus when

Everything changed, for me and for…

You, My dear.

I remembered like it was yesterday, clear and sunny. The skies were pure blue like the clouds were, Like You were. So fluffy like your hair. Clear like your eyes are now right in front of me, as you lazily look at me across the room, all smiley and happy not like you were before.

All drowsiness and unfortunate, Hair frazzled like you haven’t had it puffed up or clean in decades from the looks of it, I could remember. Eyes that carried many years of darkness before we met, now they’re carrying life and love as I hold you in my arms or when you come to me for whatever thing you wanted to do with me.

As I would always say…

‘’Yes.’’ or ‘’Maybe.’’ Fully knowing now, you trust me unlike the others who you put their trust in before they broke it or never made it up to you unlike me. Who I always made it for, when I always have the time for you when I'm busy with my shows nor meetings. Taking you out on dinner, to the fanciest restaurants you’d never seen or heard of. Not having to worry about money, knowing I would pay for everything.

But I could still sense that you're worried about it still when you see the food on the menu. Thinking it’s too expensive or too much, as you set it down on the table while looking down embarrassed or ashamed for wanting whatever you want, hurting your stomach and especially yourself knowing…

How skinny and boney you looked before, seeing your hollow cheeks. Frail arms and at times your body when you take a shower at my place when the water wasn’t working, not knowing if you're sick as you had problems breathing at times. Moving slowly or sometimes barely couldn’t move from the energy you didn’t have, as I could clearly see your ribs.

Everytime you breathe, making me worry so much for you I didn't know that I could be worrying for anyone or anything once you came into my life, changing so many things about me. I didn't know it could happen like I did for you in your darkest hours.

In that sorry excuse of an apartment, dirty and gross like the mattress you always slept on giving you back problems. Unhygienic or muddy like the water would come out on you making you fall ill or making you…

Smell worse, like someone died.

You’ve never complained about it, liebling. But I can tell, every time we’ve met on the bench. It was bothering you every time you told me it didn’t or denied it. It was always bothering, like the way you were living was hurting you but you never said it out of fear or pride. Thinking that it’s better living in a place than on the streets where you could be attacked or worse anytime.

I used to fear, you’d be dead when I didn't see you on the bench singing your heart out with that angelic voice of yours, Hence the animals coming to watch you as if you were some famous person or shining star. Like the ones up in the clouds at night, surrounding the moon. Glistening all around it, making the moon brighter and enlightened as they do, as you do with..

Me now, My Shining star.

My Star prince, Starshine,

Little deer, the deer who always

Frolics in the fields of roses, after 

A mighty hunt for food.

Filling you up to the point where I no longer see the bones or hollow cheeks of yours. Or feeling the frailness of your body when i’m near you as i hug you or hold your hand when we are walking somewhere or when you clearly need to let out your inner demons that’s been haunting you for a while or forever.

Letting the tears stream down your cheeks, as you cry out or whimper in my arms under the privacy of my light on my bed in my room, where you now stay with me instead of that apartment.

Where you can be yourself, with no problems. Where you can pick out from an array of clothing from my closet, wearing outfits that I bought or you bought. With no concern of it being torn, eaten by bugs or worn out to a state of decay like old ones you used to have. Old one’s that were never colorful or vibrant like the ones you're wearing now.

Always picking white pants, to go with some shirts. As I watch you get dressed from the festivities we’d done in private, where I give you the unmistakable pleasure you’d never had before all your life. Making you succumb to the intensity of the festivities, by either making love to you during our sessions or teaching you there’s no shame in not knowing anything you’d done before.

Unraveling you before me, with my lips on your mouth. On your chest, where your sensitive nipples lie as i would always teaks or lick with my tongue while you moan loudly up into the heavens as i would swirl my tongue around you like you were some rare candy to me i’d have never before, and i would have it again…

Many times, all over.

Going down on your stomach, leaving smears of lipstick behind as I travel down to your pussy. Devouring it, slow or fast like a meal. Licking my tongue up and down between the walls of your labia all the way up to your clit where I can hear you mumble and whimper as I nibble or suck on the clit. 

Biting or swirling around it just before my tongue goes in you, as you grip the silky sheets between Your fingers as my tongue penetrates you deeply. Licking around your walls with tongue, gripping them with my hands gently or roughly depending on how much i want to hold you as i fuck or make love to you on my tongue.

Tasting you, as your cunt becomes a sopping mess while I hear you cry out my name or plead me to go on more and more. Closing my eyes and giving you the most wonderful experience you wanted or asked for.

Focusing on the shrill, angelic, whiny and any other noises you make. As you twist your body around from the mighty flame growing within you, that has never been lit nor touched yet now has been thanks to me. Making your mind more a place for the positives as it becomes hazy and drunk like you become sometimes, forcing all the negatives out once and for all giving you a clean mind you can be free in as well.

When I turn over on your stomach, asking why I stopped just before I plant my face in your plump cheeks, nose deep in your ass. Licking the hole of your’s, as I gripped the fat between my teeth or fingers, hearing you let out a high pitched moan I've never heard before.

Rubbing my face between the cheeks of your ass, as my tongue penetrates you again to do the process all over again when I had your hairy cunt on my face, while trembling nervously.

I remember that too, you were nervous.

It was your first time, ever. 

Being with anyone.

Being with…

Me.

You were scared that I would tease or be angry at you for being a virgin but instead I was understanding and didn’t ask questions except for….

‘’Am i really your first?’’

‘’When do you want it to happen?’’

‘’Have you…ever touched yourself?’’

And so on, asking you so many things while you asked me as well. Trying to get to know my preferences and likes while i didn’t know what you liked, thus showed and gave you a time of your life, when you finally asked me to take you after months of dating. You asked me, in the rain. While it poured heavily down on us in the park.

On the bench, with you in my lap.

Wearing the hoodie, I gave you after watching a movie with me. Wearing jeans, that filled your ass out and can clearly tell you were wearing a blue thong from the thin lines appearing out from the pants. Almost feeling bits of you, as you sit and asked me while stuttering and being very shy like you use to be, this..

‘’C-can…you make love to me…?’’

‘’As…in um..fuck me?’’ You said shyly, remembering the look on my face as you said that. Mind went haywired from that question, almost stopping my brain or heart in fact. Face became red, that i didn’t know it was possible from a person like you asking me…

To take your virginity. 

I went quiet for awhile, i wish hadn’t because i could tell you were starting to overthink and become so nervous, you thought you overstepped your boundaries with me yet that wasn’t the case, i was simply shocked and nervous on how am i going to please you without hurting you, and yet before your dark mind engulfed you, i simply…

Kissed you with my rough lips, against your soft and luscious ones. Loosening and calming you, as well as shocking you. Letting my tongue explore your mouth for the first time ever, inches and inches of length swirling and touching parts of it, i’d never gotten the chance too, you were a bit skittish but as I went in for more, hence you went in.

Bit by bit, slowly.

Letting your tongue in my mouth, as we both explore the sanctity of our mouths together as it thunder and rained on us more. Soaking ourselves to the very bone, chilling and hot as we made love with our mouths. Nipping and smooching along the way, eventually falling on the bench completely with you on top and me on the bottom.

Not caring if we end up sick or worse, just me and you.

Us, in this world of ours.

As you made a daring move, moving your cold hands against my skin. Touching me and eventually grabbing my breasts in your hands. Groping and massaging them, as I knee'd your pussy, almost feeling you grinding into it.

Slowly, as we touched ourselves in different ways while we just smooch and smooch ourselves into a sloppy makeout session, till you…i guess pressed too hard on my tits, causing me to moan or groan in your mouth. As well, as kneeing upwards into your clothed cunt causing you…

To wail loudly, as it thundered harshly on us.

Thus, we separated. Saliva on both our faces as well lips swollen, breathing hotly on one another as we try to regain our energy from the makeout that just happened between us. Flushes faces, red as tomato. 

Our heats, aching as we looked each other in the eyes.

My crimsons against your browns, as lighting flashed before us. Your eyes lighting up the sweetness of a caramel delight, that I always loved to look at and eat, especially you. Eating you up, like a desert on a fine sunday morning like we are now, rolling and tumbling around through the covers on my bed, intertwining our bodies together once more as…

We strengthen our love for each other.

Like we did for your first time.

After the heavy makeout, I sat up as I asked you…

‘’Are you sure? Are you really sure Paulie?’’ Asking you twice, to make sure you really want it and making sure you were not having any second thoughts as you began to confess to me how much you really want it, and how I made you feel through the months that we've been together ever since we’ve met…

At this spot, on the bench.

In this park. 

Telling me how much I make you feel and ache for me when no one had before, telling me things that made me worried about the people you’d encountered in the past that hurt or taken advantage when you were vulnerable, telling me that i’m…

The first person, he’d ever had dirty thoughts of and wanted to be taken by me in ways he couldn’t explain. Hinting at some things he did to a pillow or with his pussy, he was embarrassed about it, letting me know how he ached badly for me.

Aching me, too touched.

To Kiss.

To be held.

To be cared for, and most importantly…

To be fucked by me, when he’s all naked and baring himself to me.

Showing his body to me fully, when we were going to make the love, he desperately wanted…

From me…and..i

Asked a few more questions…

He answered, truthfully.

I talked.

He talked.

Thus…

Taking him home to My place, my room, my bed, in my arms.

Where we talk, laugh, cry, sometimes argue about the little things that kind of make no sense but they would to us as we lay side by side, just enjoying ourselves together. Laughing about it, after seeing it was dumb and not as important as we once thought about it deeply, hence…

Our laughs, synchronizing together. 

Either in bed, or sometimes in the pearly white tub surrounded by the pinkness of the room as we take a bath together or I wash you from covering you with the whiteness of my seed or some lube after the sessions of ours.

The sessions that made you open up to me more and made you become more confident as time went, ambitious, strong and so much more morphing you into someone many would see on the stage or when you go out to do some things on your own, thinking you’ve been like that all your life except…

You weren’t and you always thank me when it would always be brought up, thanking me with your words or body when you can’t explain it right unless your mind wasn’t all jumbled up opting you either to write a song about it or asking me to pleasure you so you would be able to get it out through the moans, grunts, or violent whimpering as i jackhammer or grind into you, wrapping your arms or legs around me.

Seeking anything for me, as I thrust into you.

Many times, just before I burst inside or on you as you come.

On my cock, hand, or whatever’s inside you, the minute I'm near you.

Praising or teasing.

Degrading or insulting.

Whichever, thus after letting you know how much I'm proud of you.

Making you know how much joy you bring, when you step into the room.

How much love.

Tranquilty.

Change.

Anything you bring to me is such a sweet thing to hear from the voice of yours.

In conversations, in dirty talks, on the phone. Near me, or whatever.

I’m proud of you, and I'm happy to let you know all the time now.

Since, you're living with me.

Being happy, taken care of, protected and…

Loved.

Especially loved, when I took your cherry after licking your holes. Hearing you squeal, when I had your ass in my mouth, you almost cum but I stopped because I didn't want it to end yet. I wanted to show you a new world, a new thing, a new…

Emotion, you’ve never felt before as I stripped you down to nothing. While you stripped me down, with your shaky hands and breath while your eyes trembled. As my hand touched and rubbed your leaking cunt. Feeling the fluids coming out, when I stared at you as you shook. Taking the last piece of clothing off, revealing my body to you.

The scars, on some parts of my body. From the fights or attempts that have been made in my life, the stretch marks, the fat, my gut, my body, everything. Revealing myself as you revealed yours as well, thin and skinny except with more meat on you than before, your perky tits, stomach, thighs and yourself, shaking before me asking me…

‘’Do i look alright?’’ nervousness in your voice, scared about how you look to me. My eyes analyzing you from head to toe, taking in such a sight before me. The black curls filling in your face delightfully as the strands stick to your body from the sweatiness we made and as well the wetness from the rain outside as it thundered, as I look at you in silence until..

I responded, pulling you towards me with my arm around your waist. Caressing my hand, on your cheeks. As you shook, in my grasp.

As I whispered huskily, as the lights turned off.

The candles lit by itself around us.

The door shut, thus locking itself.

You awaiting my answer, as I lean towards you.

Saying…

‘’Your more than alright, your beautiful.’’

‘’Gorgeous.’’ 

‘’Stunning.’’ 

‘’lovely.’’

And most importantly,

‘’Mine.’’

As we fell onto the bed together, you on bottom.

Me on top.

Worshiping your body, with my hands and lips as I rubbed my cock between your folds. As you moan and shriek, from my hands tweaking your tits. Twisting them, pinching, taking them in my mouth as I played with them as I played with you while you looked down in awe and shock, seeing my cock going between your folds, getting scared from how big it was instantly asking me…

‘’Is that going to fit?’’ you asked, scared.

I stopped what I was doing. Looking up at your frightened look then down between us, forgetting to inform you the package i was carrying and how it’s a pain to fit in holes sometimes. I blamed myself, honestly I do. I should've let you learn of it at first before going into this, but still I answered. While still playing with your tits, looking at you. saying…

‘’It will.’’ I said, gently. Sucking on the tits, smooching on it.

‘’How?’’ you asked, shivering.

‘’By this.’’ I said, taking you into my mouth. Lubricating my cock enough with your fluids, rubbing my 10 incher between the walls of your labia once more as I slide myself in completely in your pussy. Taking your virginity, as you bled red on my cock. Letting out a wail in shattered breaths, screaming out from the pain that was coursing through to you, while your eyes widened and tears streamed all over the place.

Your hands trying to grip for anything near you, till I placed them on my shoulders. Feeling the short nails of scratching my skin, as you gripped me. Legs wrapping around my waist, as you looked up at me, with that look of yours as I kissed and caressed you.

Moving slowly, as I did. Hearing the whimpers and whines in my mouth, as I held you. Setting a slow and gentle pace so this could be easy. Rummaging against your cervix, thrust and plunging inside, past your virgin walls. Getting my cock, more bloody than ever. As it became coated in it, as my cock throbbed and pierced inside you more.

Getting deeper and deeper, while you cried out in pain nor pleasure. Escaping from my mouth, letting out my name. Saliva dripped from your swollen lips, leaning backwards screaming as it thundered dramatically, against the windows. Holding me tightly, as i fucked you. Whining and becoming so loud that i’ve thought i was fucking a porn star.

But it wasn’t a porn star.

It was you, My shining star.

On my bed, massaging your inner walls whilst i grinded or pump cock into you. Never coming out completely, when we were changing positions. Spreading your legs, as i fucked you into the sheets as you rambled, grippng your waists then speeding up my thrusts a bit. Hearing your choked sobs you were hiding from me, as I marked your back with my smears of lipstick or nails tracing lines on you as my hips stuttered.

Hitting your core, roughly. 

Repeatedly and vigorously.

My hand intertwined with yours.

As i made you look at me while i fucked you, my hand grabbing your hair.

Looking at your eyes, still streaming and trembling.

As I smacked my balls in tow, causing you to choke as I caught your lips. 

Deepthroating my tongue in a flash, continuously smacking your pussy with my balls. As my hips went against you, over and over. My tongue going down your throat, swirling around in there. Tasting you, as you choke on your moans.

Sounds of smacking flesh intensifying, once I lift your leg. Putting it on my shoulder, drilling into your bloody sopping cunt. Stretching your walls to the extent, making more room for my cock and only my cock. Drilling more, turning you on your side as you panted outloud for my ears to hear through my tongue deepthroatin you.

Panting to an extent, I thought you were going to faint…

But ya didn’t, you held on.

Eyes going into the back of your head, once I slammed my cock harder into you.

Harder than ever.

As i growled….

‘’Fuck!’’ 

Coming gallons in your pussy, filling you up to the brim.

Not pulling out, staying in.

Possibly impregnating you, but I didn't care.

You shooked, sobbing feeling your walls be filled and filled all the way until it was streaming down on my cock like a waterfall. Becoming more sensitive, as i touched and fucked you within inch of your life. Hammering into you faster than ever, as the speed of light.

Shaking the bed, as you cry out…

‘’Oh God!’’

Over and over until I pulled out, laying on my back. As you fell backwards, on me. My arm is wrapping around your neck, tightly. Sliding my cock between your walls, blood and cum all over. Rubbing them, to get more lubricated and wet as I slide in you again hearing you say…

‘’Velvie…’’ Voice trembling, as my legs held your legs down. Lifting you up, as i split you open more. Pounding and gyrating my hips, pulling out fully then back in.

Over and over.

As you wailed, moaned, whimpered.

Like my name was a prayer, one that sounded wonderfully with that angelic voice of yours.

Placing my hand on your stomach, feeling the bulge and how far you’ve taken me. Slamming against your core and ruining your walls once more, heating you up like an eternal flame as your stomach tightened up as I rammed my balls into you, I covered your mouth without knowing it. 

Hearing some of the noises you made, as you squealed between my fingers. Almost biting them, when they were going into your mouth. Getting them soaked as I rocked your world, splendidly. Churning your insides like butter, grinding my cock then pounding upwards violently until I went a bit too far in you.

Hitting you directly, in your uterus. 

Causing you to spasm, violently against me.

While you came on my cock, while I muffled you with my hand, eventually thrusting a bit more until….

Pulled out, bursting all over us.

My semen on you, your swollen pussy beating from the harsh thrusts it had endured. Leaking fluids all over everything, the sheets.

My legs.

Your body.

And so on.

As I heard you…

‘’Velvet…’’ Your eyes hazy, eyes half lidded. As my hand moved away from your mouth as I sat up, looking at you and seeing the utter mess we’d both made. Mewling from my hand opening up your cunt, letting all my seed pour out from within you as you twitched from aftershocks and feeling my finger rubbing your clit slowly you muttered…

‘’There’s so much cum….’’ as you felt it as it was draining from you. Shivering against me, with my arm around you chuckled, dipping my finger into the pool of it. Swirling it around, till the blood appeared on it as i smushed it between my fingers, as it dripped. Hearing you ask…

‘’Is there always so much?’’ you asked, shyly. Eyes glancing, you see my fingers inching near your mouth slowly, until I tip my nail under your chin, letting me see the destructive mess of your face.

The puffiness from all the crying through the intense pleasure i gave you, swollen lips from when I had my mouth on you, seeing some black smeared. Your brown eyes are all hazy and struggling to keep focus as I look at you opening your mouth.

Letting you taste yourself and me…

Combined together, with such flavor.

That i yearned, everytime we're together now and then saying..

‘’Not all the time, but when there is….’’

Your tongue licked the essence off my finger.

‘’It’s always to die for.’’ I whispered huskily, as i fed our come to you

While holding you, in the heap of mess we’ve made.

As the clock tower rang from the outside, vibrating the room with its presence as we both looked at one another, as i covered you with my sheets as you grew cold. Praising you, how you did a good job taking me, praising how lovely you sounded, praising…

How well your body responded excellently from the touches I left behind as well marks.

Scattered across your thighs, your plump cheeks, neck, stomach and whatever that got caught in the crossfire of my nails and mouth. 

Smears of lipstick.

Scratches.

Saliva.

Anything like you did…

To my back, covered in massive amounts of deep scratches.

As you held on to me, as i…

Made vibrant love to you.

Again and again, when we were together.

Through the months and days, as you nodded off right beside me feeling the first effects of a drop. Not knowing what it was, as you were scared and I didn't intend it to happen but it did as you felt like we're falling down from the heavens into unknown vasts of darkness.

Crying and looking out for anyone to help.

Flightless and terrified angel you were,

As you fell and fell, not knowing you’ll 

Survive, but whence i grabbed your hand 

From near death, i saved you,

My little angel, helping you survive.

As I carried your body in my arms, to the bathroom. Shivering in the sheets, placing you on the toilet. As i filled the bathtub up with clean and pure water instead of unclean and muddyness, putting a few incense in it and around the bath, dimming the lights. Putting roses and the petals in the water, letting them float.

As I knew, roses were your favorites. From the park, when you would take or plant in the garden. Blooming with life, as you do right now.

Blooming and brightening up like a flower, with the sun above.

Shining their presence onto it.

Making it glow with life.

As you glow, in the waters as I placed you in the pureness of the water.

As I wash away the messiness of our activities, rinsing your hair with some of the perfect and colorful scents from the shampoo, your hair becoming more livelier and healthier. Skin becoming smooth as i rinsed you down with soap. Across your shoulders, down your chest, your back, legs, thighs and whatever i touched.

I cleaned, as i got into the bath.

Leaning against the rim of the tub, as you laid in my arms.

In a dreamlike state, like you are now.

Smiling, and saying quietly as you drip off completely.

In the safety of my arms, the privacy of this bathroom.

Our bathroom.

‘’I love you.’’ Your voice echoing, your eyes closing.

Hearing me say…

‘’I love you too, Star prince.’’

As you drift in the night away, as I was with you as i…

Also drifted, we drifted together.

Dreaming such things, we didn’t know or understand

But we did, because it was important to us.

Like this night and so many nights after this.

As i dreamed, the day i met you

In the summer of 1987,

I was exhausted as hell, not knowing what I'd encountered after a long week.

Not knowing who’ll meet or talk too, as I stumbled into the park looking for a break from life.

Stumbling upon, I guess an angel.

With such pureness, I didn't know it existed.

Until I heard singing no other, from a bench not too far away.

Near the garden of flowers, wearing a gray and black outfit.

Singing their heart out, with such a voice i definitely thought,

You were an angel, but you weren’t.

You were, a prince,

I was queen, stumbling upon you.

Erupting your singing, as we made contact with our eyes.

Standing from opposite ends, as you sat on the bench.

As i stood near the lamppost making my presence known by

Saying…

‘’That was beautiful…’’

And you asked…

‘’It was?’’

And I responded.

‘’Could you sing it again for me, clearly this time please?’’ i asked, seeing a smile form on your face as you blushed and you said…

‘’Sure.’’ 

Not knowing, that me and you…

Will make history together, as you sang to me.

With that voice, on the bench.

As I was far from you under the light.

Just watching, in awe.

In this park, were we…

Didn’t know what was ahead of us.

As we became more than acquaintances, friends, best friends than lastly

Lovers of the park, in….

The Summer of 1987.

Happy belated birthday To the Starchild, i know that i'm late and was having trouble coming up with what to do, but i figured it out and decided to give you guys this fic!

i hope you guys will enjoy it as i did writing this!

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♡, Butters.

[urfriendlywriter]

How to write smut ?

(@urfriendlywriter | req by @rbsstuff @yourlocalmerchgirl anyone under the appropriate age, please proceed with caution :') hope this helps guys! )

writing smut depends on each person's writing style but i think there's something so gut-wrenchingly beautiful about smut when it's not very graphic and vivid. like., would this turn on a reader more?

"he kissed her, pulling her body closer to him."

or this?

"His lips felt so familiar it hurt her heart. His breathing had become more strained; his muscles tensed. She let herself sink into his embrace as his hands flattened against her spine. He drew her closer."

One may like either the top or the bottom one better, but it totally depends on your writing to make it work. Neither is bad, but the second example is more flattering, talking literally.

express one's sensory feelings, and the readers will automatically know what's happening.

writing, "her walls clenched against him, her breath hitching with his every thrust" is better than writing, "she was about to cum".

here are some vocabulary you can introduce in your writing:

whimpered, whispered, breathed lightly, stuttered, groaned, grunted, yearned, whined, ached, clenched, coaxed, cried out, heaved, hissed

shivering, shuddering, curling up against one's body, squirming, squirting, touching, teasing, taunting, guiding, kneeling, begging, pining, pinching, grinding,

swallowing, panting, sucking in a sharp breath, thrusting, moving gently, gripped, biting, quivering,

nibbling, tugging, pressing, licking, flicking, sucking, panting, gritting, exhaling in short breaths,

wet kisses, brushing soft kisses across their body (yk where), licking, sucking, teasing, tracing, tickling, bucking hips, forcing one on their knees

holding hips, guiding the one on top, moving aimlessly, mindlessly, sounds they make turn insanely beautiful, sinful to listen to

some adjectives to use: desperately, hurriedly, knowingly, teasingly, tauntingly, aimlessly, shamelessly, breathlessly, passionately, delicately, hungrily

he sighed with pleasure

her skin flushed

he shuddered when her body moved against his

he planted kisses along her jawline

her lips turned red, messy, kissed and flushed.

his hands were on his hair, pulling him.

light touches traveled down his back

words were coiled at his throat, coming out as broken sobs, wanting more

he arched his back, his breath quivering

her legs parted, sinking into the other's body, encircling around their waist.

+ mention the position, how they're being moved around---are they face down, kneeling, or standing, or on top or on bottom--it's really helpful to give a clear picture.

+ use lustful talk, slow seduction, teasing touches, erratic breathing, give the readers all while also giving them nothing. make them yearn but DO NOT PROLONG IT.

sources to refer to for more: (will be updated soon!)

[cheesit-notes]

"s'fucking small"

lieutenant ghost who has a major size kink.

tags: MDNI!, size kink obvi, manhandling teehee, fem reader, fingering, you're put in a mating press, lowkey praise?

a/n: sorry for the late post, i went to hoyofest '23 and then tumblr went down for a bit but teehee take ghost and size kink (i want him to manhandle me)

ghost likes to hold things after you hold them just to see how big his hands look on it compared to yours. does the thing where he makes you hold his phone and later compares it to his cock. (when hard, he is most definitely over 7 inches and at least 5 inches in girth, you can't tell me he can act like this if his cock was any less)

loves manhandling you 'cause god, look at you! so small next to him. he absolutely adores your hand in his, just shows him how big he is compared to you.

when he has you pinned to the bed, legs spread out showing off your pretty little cunt to him, just him. god, and you're so wet, letting him slip in a finger in so easily. one hand holding yours down, your knees pressing against your chest as he pushes himself onto you. revels in the fact he can just engulf your entire body with his larger one.

slips a few fingers in and out, seeing you squirm around trying to rub on him trying to get any form of friction. teases you by rubbing your clit, just a little. then when he's had enough, he'll stand up and let you watch as he slowly takes off his belt and let his cock spring free.

an arm to support him, your knees now next to your head because of the position, and his cock lined up with your cunt. he'll ram it in with no time for you to adjust (he's so mean). gets him all riled up seeing a bulge in your stomach. he'll grunt out your name and little comments about how you're "s'fucking small" and how you're taking him in sooo good. he'll put you in a mating press. eventually, he's just panting and moaning your name as you squeeze around him with a death grip on your hips and thighs.

god you look so cute as he fucks your brains out.

[stargirlrchive]

himbo!simon who’s trying so hard to remember what you asked him to pick up at the mall but got distracted with the victoria secrets by the entrance.

his brows furrowed as he tried to wrack his brain with what you wanted but the pretty lace and soft velvet is so distracting. he’s thinking about how pretty it would look on you, and how he’d have you put it on just so he can peel it off of you.

shooting you a quick text of ‘babe, what’s your bra size?’

his brows furrowing at the three question marks you send back and before he can ask again you’re texting back, ‘i just need you to pick up the stroller for my sisters babyshower.’

oh, so that’s what you needed. right!

when you don’t respond, he goes around picking up his favorite pieces and measuring by how they fit in his palm. his smile is so smug as he adds them to the basket because he knows he’s got the right size.

he’s so happy, trying so hard to ignore the way his cock is already chubbing up. he’s sitting in the car and about to start pulling out when he remembers about the fucking stroller.

[nkogneatho]

This is a PSA for all the writers who exclusively write only fluff and angst:

we love you. we still read your fics. no we don't care if it doesn't have smut in it. it is still valid and it is beautiful. thank you for existing. have a good day.

[black--cherryy]

⚠️ Kiss smut ⚠️

(Cuz I feel naughty)

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Let's see what the boys have going on under their pants.

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Paul: I think he maybe doesn't have a too long member..Maybe around 16cm and idk it's cut and normal looking I'm sorry..Idk he has a basic one.

Ace: Now for Ace I think he has the longest of all the members and a thick one..Idk the size like exactly but it's longer than the average.

Peter: I think he has a thick motherf*cker I mean we all saw that one picture *cough* right? Anyway. It's not too long like around 16cm (maybe?) but I mainly based it off of that picture so...

Gene: Lmao..Idk why but the more guys are obsessed with women the more their dicks seem to be small..Now I won't say that he has a small one but I think it's the smallest of them all..(Sorry to all the Gene groupies)

[neuvistar]

LOTUS FLOWER. pt one.

— featuring ┊ genshin men (neuvillette, wriothesley, lyney, kaveh, alhaitham) x f!pregnant reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊nsfw. not proofread. all consensual! mentions of breeding k!nk, t!tplay (neuvillette), vaginal fingering (lyney?), implied semi-public s3x (wriothesley), s!ze kink if u squint (alhaitham), dirty talk obvi, them being absolute sweethearts, reader implied 2 be physically smaller than them, cunnilingus (kaveh), nicknames used, overall suggestive content. 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— a/n ┊ this is part one guys!! part two will come soon! since i’m a little late for kinktober (oops) i’ve decided to try n do this thingy of my own </3 genshin men w a pregnant partner n maybe i’ll do separate oneshots too throughout the month if im not busy enough, i’ll try my best! i also took time 2 try n improve my writing style n i think it paid off.. anyways reblogs + feedback appreciated ! (guys i wroye this when i’m half asleep #help)

𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄, 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄

— "love, you're too cute when you pout like that," neuvillette chuckled, lightly pecking your cheeks with soft chaste kisses

NEUVILLETTE has always been your caretaker during your hard months of pregnancy, he was always there to aid you even if he had such a tight schedule! trust me, he’s always there to aid you no matter where he is.. oh you’re craving something? he already had it made and prepared downstairs for you to eat, oh you’re in pain? he’s already massaging your body to calm your nerves, oh you want him to get something for you? he’s already making his way downstairs to get it! let’s all be honest, this dragon is one of the sweetest darlings ever.. he’s just so thrilled that you’re carrying his little dragonlings, he couldn’t be happier! neuvillette’s so gentle with you.. even during intimate moments. neuvillette always has you laying down on a soft surface, his lips dancing across your flesh as his hair tickled your sensitive skin, he knows how to make sure you feel good.. sometimes he gets too lost in the moment he doesn’t even notice the littlest things! trust me, he knows how to make you feel good, he knows how to calm your hormones.. he knows how to pleasure you. neuvillette knows it all.

here you were, laid down comfortably on the mattress.. the sheets beneath you warming you up as you tugged on your husband’s white locks, emitting a soft grunt from him. neuvillette had been too caught up in the moment to notice only a little milk dripping from your other breast. instead, he kissed and sucked at your other one passionately, his hands caressing your waist in between bouts of fondling your tits. the sight of your exposed body sent a deep and primal wave of lust through him, it was enough to send him into pure euphoria as the feeling of your body against him was a kiss from the heavens above and the archons themselves. “my sweet angel," neuvillette whispered gently, his voice soft yet full of passion. "i want to love you from head to toe, i want every part of you to scream my name in delight.. i want you to experience pleasure beyond your wildest imagination. please, let me give you more litters of dragonlings inside this irresistible body of yours..”

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘, 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄

— “you’re positive, right? you sure you’re alright?” he mumbled, nuzzling his nose against your neck

WRIOTHESLEY honestly never thought of having kids himself, but that all changed when you announced your pregnancy to him a few months prior.. he was thrilled! a little shocked and nervous to say the least, since he was nervous he wouldn’t be a good husband and father to your future kids but it went by smoothly, wriothesley had a major soft spot for you and only you. his face always fills with love and joy as he took note of your swollen and pregnant belly, sometimes he lets you wander around the fortress but sometimes he knows you’re sensitive to many smells and all that so he just keeps you in the house. but yet sometimes.. he has too much on his hands that he never has time to come home. visiting him at work became a frequent thing but he grew more protective of you, telling w few workers down at the fortress to scram if they bother you too much. wriothesley loves having you around his office, but yet, huh.. who knew visiting him here could also have it’s benefits.

wriothesley held your knees, his large hands engulfing your flesh as he grunted at the mere pulse of your pussy around his cock. he knew he shouldn’t be doing this, someone could walk in any moment but who was he to deny his own wife? he can’t deny you when you’re all shy and embarrassed like that.. asking him to fuck you and breed you just like he did those few months before, who was he to deny a request like that? the larger male had kept a slow and steady rhythm with you, he promised himself he wouldn’t listen to your begging.. begging for him to go faster. but i guess it’s fine to break promises every now and then, right? wriothesley picked up the pace as he rubbed his thumb against your clit, the feeling of his cock pounding deep inside your cunt was enough to send you to the moon. “fuck.. taking me so well, princess.. ‘gonna make me cum quicker than normal.” he whispered against your ear, caressing your belly ever so gently.. his gentleness corresponding with his harsh thrusts. “what, hm? you want someone to see you in this state? ‘want someone to catch me breeding my pretty pregnant wife in my office?— mm.. seems like y’do.. look at how much you’re sucking me in.”

𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄

— “oh? someone’s moody today.. did i do something wrong, sweetheart? you know i didn’t mean it, c’mon! talk to me.”

LYNEY was one of the main reasons for your constant smiles and giggles throughout the day, your baby isn’t even born yet and he’s already an excellent father! the magician always sits down and chats with you, chatting about all sorts of things. what you both can name your baby(s), what magic tricks he can teach to them, how adorable they’ll look in clothes he bought for them.. he’s excited to be a father and he makes that clear! he spreads the news to lynette and freminet, and sometimes he might accidentally spread the news throughout public eyes. i mean, in a positive way! lyney takes great pride in being the father of your kids, he wants you to stay healthy and happy so your pregnancy goes smoothly, that’s all he wants. lyney’s touch is always so gentle.. caressing you like you were a mere piece of glass he had to protect.. there was something about his touch that just never fails to make you squirm, he’s good with his hands, of course you know that.. he’s just so gentle with you in many ways possible, it drives you absolutely insane sometimes.

“yeah? you like that? hmm.. how about you show me where else you would like me to touch you, go on.” his voice was just as hypnotic as his gaze.. lyney’s lips pressed against your neck as he waited for you to show him. “c’mon, you can do this.” he urged you on, you could feel your hands moving on their own as your hands made their way to your breasts, pinching your sensitive nipples in between your fingers with your mouth hung open in pure ecstasy, sending nothing but deep electric vibrations throughout your body. “l—lyney.. here. i want you to touch me here.” your voice was laced with honey, the magician could’ve sworn he could taste and sense the need and want in your tone, it only made him desire you more. “mm.. we both know that’s not all, sweetheart. show me another, and show me how you want me to touch you there.” your other hand came down slowly, lazily playing with your clit as your body shook at the even the softest touch. lyney hummed against your ear as he pressed his finger gently against your lips, trying to silence you as he gazed down at your swollen belly the blonde magician held you close, pumping two fingers inside your hole, smirking against your skin. “there, there.. good girl. such a good girl for me, are you?”

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇, 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓

— “alright.. i have this, this and this for you. do you need anything else? still hungry?”

KAVEH is a a good and caring husband.. though sometimes he’s a little too busy, which often frustrates you since he isn’t there to support and be by your side half of the time. honestly, you can’t blame him sometimes, he always comes home late with a shit ton of papers and piles and piles of sketches and drawings he made that day, kaveh’s always busy, you can’t stop or deny that. most of the time, he makes up to you by providing you with the things you like.. like food you’ve been craving! kaveh adores talking to his baby within your belly, always talking about how ‘papa is always there for them’ and how much he loves them. to put it in a more easier way, the young architect considers your pregnancy an absolute blessing, you were sure he kissed the floor and thanked every star in the universe when he found out you were expecting his little one, he was overjoyed! despite his busy tasks, kaveh will be willing to provide you with anything you want. especially pleasure.

“you want me to please you here?” his voice rung in your ears, nodding slowly as you bit your lip. you missed this, you missed him. kaveh had too many rough and difficult schedules already, you missed him and his touch.. you missed everything, but tonight he was gonna give it all. your lashes slowly fluttered open as your hands tightened your grip on his shoulder, kaveh smiled softly, his eyes looking deep into yours with affection. "i’m giving you what you want now, sweet angel.” the architect caressed your thighs as he slowly lifted your dress up and started to caress your stomach. "you’ve certainly become quite attractive with your pregnancy bumps," he whispered softly, smiling warmly before he allowed his urges take over, closing his eyes as his tongue mingled with your folds, giving small kitty licks before pushing himself further into you, savouring your juices. he was slow, yes.. but he wanted to get used to your taste again, flicking his muscle against your sensitive bundles of nerves as he allowed himself to get lost in your taste, palming the bulge through his pants. “let go, lovely. let me claim you once more.”

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌, 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐄

— “tell me, go on. what do you need? i’m in all ears.”

AL-HAITHAM is a hard individual to read, that’s for sure. sometimes you couldn’t really tell if he was happy about some story you decided to share with him and whatnot, but one thing you do know is that he’s absolutely thrilled about your pregnancy. alhaitham would be lying to himself if he said that the sight of your expanded belly didn’t awaken something in him. he’s always there, helping you around despite how busy he gets sometimes.. he’s calm and collected, sometimes you’d catch him talking to your baby when you’re asleep, talking about how pretty their mama is, and how excited he is to teach them about his own knowledge about this world they’re about to enter, he’s excited for his baby to be born and you know it. well.. maybe a little too exited.

he tried to be gentle, he really did. but you know he can’t resist you when you’re whining and whimpering like this, especially with that beautiful round belly of yours. alhaitham can’t help himself, really. he was needy, needy for you. he needed you and he needed you now. the scribe bit his lip as his large hands grabbed at your hips, lifting you further against him as his cock slid into your cunt so perfectly. alhaitham’s thoughts went blank at the sound of you calling his name in that way, as if you were speaking words of pure music. “mmh.. look at you. look at how good you’re taking me, even when you’re pregnant you’re still a slut for my cock now, aren’t you?” his hair fell onto his shoulders in wet clumps, “so fuckin’ full, so damn soft. you’re all round and smooth, the perfect body to bear our children." his dick buried myself into your walls, your juices coating it with white, “just like all my other possessions, this body is mine. maybe i should even put my name on it.. so damn perfect, yeah?”

[namelessbutters-doodles]

Stress Relief 18+ Mdni

Characters : You, the Reader. Ace Frehley.

Pairing : Ace Frehley x The reader

Setting: ????

Au: Sugar Daddy.

Summary: licking some of the sensitive spots on his cock.

Leaving some smears and marks along the way.

Like the devilish Mink you were, hitching your breath as you’ve had the time to finally breath from being down there longer than usual.

‘’I’ve had practice, and took lessons~.’’ You cooed, chuckling. Taking his cock in your hands and pumping it slowly, giving it a smooched. Leaving a perfect mark of lipstick there, surrounded by spit and saliva as it glistened. ‘’Lessons…That Paid off well..’’ Smirking, kissing his cock more.

‘’Lessons from who?’’ He asked, gripping your hair harsher and tighter. Concealing his moan, breathing slowly. Trembling a little as you bite the side of his cock once more. ‘’Shit…Wh-’’

‘’It was....

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⚠️Warnings: Half nudity, Daddy kink, Oral sex, kitten names. Old Man Ace, Blowjob, Boobjob, food sex (Kind of?), Makeouts, biting, Sloppy topping, Sugar Daddy, Sugar Baby. Ask to tag. The reader is a adult, don't worry!

Comments and Reblogs are Appreciated!

AlsoOnA03

‘’That’s it…That’s..i-it. Good girl…’’ Ace grunted, Gripping your hair tighter around his fist. While watching a movie and eating some of the dinner you prepared before, he came home from a stressful day at work. 

Stressed out, exhausted, annoyed on the way home until…

He opened the door and saw you in nothing except an apron.

A Apron covering your naked body as you let him in, letting him stare at your ass when he walked in. Swaying your hips as you did, making him drool uncontrollably and… 

Showing him what a delicious site you are and giving him a…

Stress relief session.

Thus letting him become relaxed, less annoyed and…

Aroused.

Soo aroused, as you plunged your mouth deeper on his long cock. Taking him in whole and down your esophagus, licking around the sides of it. The tip of it, bopping your head up and down like a jackhammer as you squeeze his balls harder.

With those pristine nails of your’s, not a hint of dirt nor scratch on them when you did it and thus did it again but this time rougher and almost making him drop his dinner on you plus hear him groan out in pleasure, as his thighs trembled.

‘’F-Fuck!’’ He grunted, leaning back on his couch. Face sweating, as you took him deeper again. Feeling your hands massaging his balls gently now from rough in them up around a little. Almost closing his thighs around you but you pushed back, holding them with what strength you’ve had.

‘’Holy..Shit…’’ Ace moaned, hitching his breath. Taking off the sunglasses, as he was getting more heated with them. Sweat came down his face, as he looked down at you with those alluring hazelnut eyes of his. Gazing at your face, seeing how much you're giving him and seeing how far his cock is down your throat. Despite how long and thin it is, you’ve always had trouble with it in the past but…

Now you have no problem with it.

‘’Since, when you could take me so well, Poodle?’’ Ace asked, petting your hair gently. Seeing your eyes open and Wink at him, making him grinned. ‘’You’ve had trouble before, so why now?’’ He inquired again, shaking when you nibbled the sides of his cock for a while with your teeth, biting some skin tenderly then lapping at it with your pierced tongue. ‘’Oohhh…’’

Ace breathily moaned, feeling his climax almost coming but stopped when you pulled off his dick with a loud pop, getting some spit and makeup on him in the process. Licking your lips, seeing how much of a mess he was and how his dick looked now since it was in your mouth for a long time.

Your lips were swollen, as your mascara was running down your cheeks from how sweaty you're getting giving Ace a Blowjob, tits were perking up and cunt was dripping all over his shoe from when you were riding it a little. Hair was messy, though even you put it in a ponytail but it was still frazzled from when Ace Gripping it around His fist and was yanking it when You were taking him deeper and licking some of the sensitive spots on his cock.

Leaving some smears and marks along the way.

Like the devilish Mink you were, hitching your breath as you’ve had the time to finally breath from being down there longer than usual.

‘’I’ve had practice, and took lessons~.’’ You cooed, chuckling. Taking his cock in your hands and pumping it slowly, giving it a smooched. Leaving a perfect mark of lipstick there, surrounded by spit and saliva as it glistened. ‘’Lessons…That Paid off well..’’ Smirking, kissing his cock more.

‘’Lessons from who?’’ He asked, gripping your hair harsher and tighter. Concealing his moan, breathing slowly. Trembling a little as you bite the side of his cock once more. ‘’Shit…Wh-’’

‘’It was the dildo, you bought me daddy~.’’ You said, squeezing his cock and thrusting it harder in your hands. ‘’No one else, just the dildo you bought when I was a good girl for you during our Christmas vacation.’’ Licking the tip of his cock, rolling your tongue around it. Letting it touch your piercing, hearing him howl a little when you did that, thus closing your mouth as you sucked the head only, lapping and sucking on it like candy.

‘’I forgot about that.’’ Ace said, taking some onion rings off his plate. ‘’Are you using as I intended for you, suga?’’ Biting half of the onion ring and chewing it. ‘’It was very expensive, and i don’t usually spend that much on my babies, but for you…’’

‘’I would.’’ 

He said, patting your head. As you took him half way in your mouth, humming lowly. Hearing the way Ace is praising and talking about you positively makes you blushed and core ache from how Kind and sweet he’s being. Gently stroking your head once more and even caressing your cheeks as you lift up your chin, giving him a good look at how much of a mess your face had become, He smiled.

‘’You're such a rarity.’’ He proclaimed, taking a breath. ‘’Nothing like i’ve ever seen, making me food when i didn’t ask, that’s so delicious and appetizing. I wished I'd seen you prepared it. Dressing up, wearing nothing but an apron….for me. Where i can see your tits, Your body and -Ah fuck- those long legs of yours walking…all for me.’’ He huskily whispered. ‘’I didn’t have to ask or call you to do this…You’d just do this for me, all on your own. Didn’t ya?’’

‘’Didn’t Ya, Y/N?’’ 

You nodded, taking him whole once again. Down your throat and twirling your tongue around it, touching it with your piercing. Dragging your tongue along the sides, hollowing your cheeks out. Letting out suckling and moaning noises as you do, giving more smooches and kisses at the base of it.

Thumbing and massaging his balls, hearing him struggling to breath as you trace your nail lightly on the sensitive skin of his.

‘’Ooh…Mama…’’ Ace groaned, climax about to come any minute now. Moving his gray and brown strands away from his face, so his view of you wouldn’t be obstructed as you bring to the edge of ecstasy with the gorgeous mouth of yours around his cock. ‘’I should raise your allowance, sweetheart. Is that you want? More money, from da-daddy?’’ Ace stuttered, feeling the fast motion of your mouth coming out with a pop, saliva getting on his face. ‘’Damn…’’ 

‘’No.’’ You answered, untying parts of your apron. Half of it falling down, letting your breasts finally unveiled themselves. Seeing the tits more perked up as you take his cock between your breasts, rubbing them together with his cock in the middle. Rubbing your lucious and soft pillows against the hardened cock of his.

Making eye contact with him as you rub his cock gently and giving it a peck. ‘’No, money. I’m fine.’’ You smiled, rubbing your face on it. Smelling the cock, letting it intoxicate you with its weird smell. Making you almost dazed and delirious as you do.

‘’Then why are you doing this for me?’’ He asked, touching your cheek lightly. Tracing his fingers and rubbing his thumb gently on you. ‘’None of my babies, done this for me in the past. So why are you doing this for Me?’’ He questioned, softly. Looking into your eyes with his and without taking a breath or skipping a beat you go…

‘’Because, You’ve been stressed for a while and i’ve known it’s due to you working extraordinarily hard on your projects and all the hassle you’ve been getting from your clients and others, You’d dealt with and how you are always taking care of me when i need it or how much of a time your busy with no time to take off…i thought it was time you’ve had it…Time with me.’’

You proclaimed, almost taking his cock in your mouth just before saying.

‘’Time where I can…give you a time of your life as I relax your body and mind with…Me. Frehley.’’ You Whispered, just before downing his cock in one go. Plunging it whole with no hands this time, touching a sensitive spot with your piercing and eventually making Him…

‘’WOO!!’’ He howled, gripping the sides of your head. Harshly, as he spills his seed in your mouth. Down your throat as you drink from his cock like it was milk, not spilling a drop or letting it come out of your mouth, as you swallowed with no hesitation or problem at all. Gulping it down, loudly. As Ace watched you do it, trembling in the chair and Eyes shaking as he was brought to the edge of ecstasy. 

Breathing shakily, seeing you give one last peck on his cock before sitting in his lap. Hearing the feverish moans and seeing the sweat running down on his face. Wiping the sweat away, with your apron and giving him a kiss on his forehead as he regains his breath. Leaning your head against his shoulder, seeing the utter mess you made of the old man before you.

‘’Better now, sweet pea?’’ You asked, playing with the cock a little with your feet. Hearing him gasp for air once more. Giggling, you stopped and just laid with him as he breathed. ‘’Sweet pea~?’’

‘’Ye-ah…’’ He stuttered, head falling back. ‘’Oh god…’’

You smiled, seeing him stutter and can’t think straight. Your hand crosses over and grabbing a onion ring. ‘’Hungry?’’

‘’Just a bit…damn…’’

Ace quivered from the aftershocks, finally experiencing a volcanic explosion. Never received a blowjob like that before and how you did it effortlessly with no sweat or problem taking his long cock like that, he thought he was in heaven for a minute. He turns to you with a smirk and leans up in your face, seeing the glint in your eyes as you take a bite of the onion ring.

‘’You could kill a old man like that, Little girl.’’ He said, taking bites of the onion ring then taking your mouth with his. Twirling your tongues around each other with the onion ring, lapping at it, chewing it and making it more soggy as you do.

As he wipes the mascara away from your eyes and as you wipe the sweat from him. Letting him be down and dirty with you, as he touches and plays with your ass then boobs. Pinching them and squeezing like you did with his balls

Letting your moans out and breaths of air, feeling them be squeezed and nipples be touched. More sensitive, as he deepthroats you with his tongue. Letting it explore your mouth as he gives you pleasure, holding your face at one point as he plays with your breasts. Rubbing them against each other and taking them in his mouth as he sucked on them. Leaving teeth marks and bruises behind.

‘’You could kill a woman like that also, frehley~.’’ You teased, petting his head gently as he suckled on your tit. Feeling some of the sensitive skin be pinched and nibbled , moaning out and squirming. Feeling his hands roaming around your body, prodding and massaging them gently then roughly.

‘’A Sweet and Smart woman like You~.’’ Biting the tit, hearing out let out a mewl.

‘’From a hardworking man like you.’’ You teased, kissing his cheek.

‘’Gorgeous.’’

‘’Handsome.’’

‘’Pretty.’’

‘’Luxurious.’’

‘’Pervert.’’

‘’Naughty.’’

You both go back and forth until you both erupted in Laughter, stopping the touches and prodding. As the both of you giggled and bask in each other’s presence as the movie still plays in the background and the plate of food is still a bit full.

You both lean back, his Arm wrapped around you and you lay on his chest, hearing his heartbeat and his lungs breathing normally. Making you feel warmth and happiness on the inside, Knowing you made him…

Feel at ease.

But one more thing, you have to ask.

‘’Here or Bedroom?’’

Ace looked down at you, then the movie then the plate of food right beside him. Thinking for a while until he looked at you and seeing how much work you put into everything for him without asking, so he takes off his jacket and puts it around you. To cover yourself and warm you, from how cold it was getting.

‘’Here, My Bunny here.’’ He said, as you sniff the jacket and warm up in it. Feeling less cold as you cuddled with him in the seat. ‘’No sex, You’ve done enough today and I'd rather have you less of a mess than you are right now.’’ He chuckled, seeing you smuggled a chicken wing in a pocket. ‘’Also, i’m giving you more money. Since you-’’

‘’No Money this time.’’

‘’You sure?’’

‘’I’m sure, I want you to relax here and with me right now. And since i’ve got you there with my mouth, I’m Happy. So…No Money.’’

‘’You absolutely, sure?’’

‘’Yes, i'm sure. Besides…’’ Taking an onion ring off the plate, You trace it along his face. Dipping in his sweat and process to plop it in your mouth. Chewing it, showing the slob on your tongue right in front of him. Making his heart Race and flush, from how erotic that was.

‘’I can give you a call when I need it, Luv Bug.’’ You proclaimed, getting up from the seat. Showing a gorgeous view of your ass, as you walk into the kitchen. ‘’Oh and…’’

He looks at you, eyes gazing at you as you let your hair down fabulously from the ponytail. Letting it rain down on your breasts and back. The apron fell completely, turning around. Showing him a seductive pose just before…

‘’Check your messages, I left something there for ya.’’ You said, sexily. Before going to the kitchen and leaving Ace to check his phone.

Going through his contacts, seeing ten messages and…

Opening them up to you…

In the hottest, tantalizing, eye boggling nudes ever… 

10 of them then…

11.

Just sent now.

He opened that up, almost knocking everything over in the process. Mind racing and heart thumping as his eyes are glued to The screen and what you are doing with his jacket in the kitchen, right here , right now. Posing and looking like you are going to do nefarious things with it.

Just before he can think, He goes…

‘’Oh, She is definitely gonna kill me for real.’’ He said, out loud. 

‘’She is definitely going to kill me, one way or the other.’’ He whispered, hearing things move in the kitchen as he watched the movie and waits for you, Knowing one day…

You’ll kill Him with Love, Care and..Lightning strikes When you…

Finally hit him in the heart with….

10,000 Volts.

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I've blacked out and wrote this! so Enjoy!

Ace Lovers come get your food!

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Anyway, SEE Ya!

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LIKE IT’S THE LAST TIME || 900 words

Tw: 18+ minors dni, smut, unprotected piv, public, creampie, belly bulge, gun use.

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“Yeah… shit…yeah…like that.”

Joel’s low growling always turns you on more than any dirty talk ever could. His forehead is sweaty, teeth are mercilessly biting his lower lip as he’s trying not to blow his load into you just yet.

You’re riding his cock in a stuffy car, knees planted on the back seat to help him plunge his length deeper into your hot core. Only the condensation on the windows hides your indecent public behavior, doing a poor job at that as a few passers-by have already done a double take after glancing inside your car.

You don’t care. On days like this one you can’t let go of each other, lips kissing, tongues licking, hands grabbing one another like it’s your last time.

He playfully slaps your ass and you gasp, a little smile dancing on your heated face.

“’m I taking it good, Joel?”

The man hums, the sound muffled as he’s nuzzling a spot between your breasts. The scruff on his cheeks and chin is rubbing your sensitive skin but this little discomfort won’t stop you from chasing your ecstasy. Your pussy feels so good bouncing on his throbbing cock.

Joel moans through the gritted teeth and pride blooms in your heart when this big dangerous man forgets how to speak, forgets about everything, completely lost in the sensations your body is giving him.

You keep riding his length, slowing down and then picking up the pace again. Your hips are tilted back, as his steel member deliciously slides against your soft spot.

His hands spread your ass cheeks, and you feel cold air right at your hole as your slick collects at the base of his shaft. You’re so wet, your juices must be already sliding down his balls.

Joel’s plush lips form an ‘o’ shape, eyes flutter shut and he tilts his head back against the headrest.

“No, no, too soon… need more, Joel, c’mon”, you mumble hastily, taking his face in your hands and kissing him. You slow down trying to prolong the pleasure for the both of you. ‘Will I ever feel him like this again?’

A familiar thorn of fear pangs your heart but you drive it away caressing his lips with yours while you’re holding his face between your shaky palms. You blink your eyes open, so close to him everything is blurry in your gaze but you still take mental pictures of his freckles, his long lashes, his expression, so vulnerable and honest.

You store them deep inside you. For later. In case your luck fails you.

“Lean back, baby… yeah, good girl,” Joel murmurs as his hands push you back making you sit straight on his lap. His head drops down and he watches his cock disappear inside your glistening pussy.

“Fuck,” he growls, fingers digging into your thighs, “d’ya feel my cock? Shit, here it is,” he marvels, pressing his palm to a lump in your lower belly.

“Yeah, you’re so big, Joel,” you whine watching the bulge move up and down under your skin with every rise and fall of your hips.

His fingers find your clit and he rubs it fast with a perfect pressure and then begins vigorously thrusting up into your stretched pussy. Your whimpers turn into a constant whine when his fat tip hits your cervix again and again.

“Give it to me, baby, c’mon,” he encourages you, on the verge of climax himself and you hear it first, half moan-half roar that he always makes when he comes.

You feel his warm seed flood your pussy and the sensation makes your walls flutter, milking his pulsating cock.

You cry out, one hand braced on the window, the other gripping his broad shoulder as the waves of euphoria are hitting you over and over.

When your climax dissipates, you open your eyes and see Joel looking at you, his loving gaze taking in every feature of your face.

“What?” You ask with a shy smile as if you haven’t just stuffed your pussy full of his cum.

“Nothin’. Just lookin’ at you.” He sighs and adds, “We need to go.”

He helps you off his lap and after you both adjust your clothes, he opens the window, sticks his arm out of the car and slaps the roof a couple of times.

In a few seconds Tommy gets in the driver’s seat.

“So fucking long. Every damn time,” he grumbles frowning at Joel and you in the rear view mirror.

“‘s for good luck,” Joel mumbles as Tommy starts the engine.

“Did you at least sneak a peek, Tommy?” You ask giggling but quickly shut up when you see Joel’s stern look.

***

When you arrive at the place, Joel’s big hand on the back of your neck pulls you in for a kiss, desperate and rushed. It’s coated in promises and hopes, desire and love in every stroke of his lips as you clutch his plaid shirt with trembling fingers, kissing him back with everything you’ve got. Like it’s the last time.

Tommy wishes you luck before Joel and you get out of the car.

Right at the entrance Joel shoots you a wink through the balaclava opening and then storms in raising his gun.

As always your pussy tingles when you hear him roar the command,

“Hit the floor! This is a robbery!”

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Kisses Prompts that sends the readers reeling:

(5th, and 7th onee!! omfg 12th one PLSPLS somebody write and tag mee!)

hesitant kisses, but when they part one whispers "do it again. please."

hands caressing your neck or tracing your jaw as they kiss you nuts

their lips on yours, hot, feverish, partly sucking, teasing with their tongue (OMG-)

heated kisses - their hands on your bare skin, yours in their soft hair, lips nibbling, biting, moaning into yours, while heavily breathing after.

"love, don't hide your face, don't.." hands gently removing yours from your flushed face. "you make me fluster." you say, but they kiss you through those words and mumble against your lips, "you fluster me more, sweetheart."

kisses trailing down your chin, leaving love bites on your neck, chest, and all the shyness in between > < feeling their hot, sloppy wet kisses all over ur body, everywhere and beneath your stomach, and above it. :')

"i don't know how to kiss but let me kiss you, and I'll do it just right." (on my damn knees ffr)

moving to gasp for air, but the other still leans in, eyes closed, lips parted, absolutely wanting more!!! a string of saliva connecting each other's lips!!

hugs after kisses, that lasts several heartbeats long, as they nuzzle their face in your crook. kissing there as well, shyly smiling into it. (fyi im single since birth and haven't experienced ANY OF THESE BEFORE.)

"kiss me again, but- mphh"

cupping your lover's cheek. staring into their eyes with a grin before the kiss, their hands curling around your neck, anticipating it.

"lay down, love and let me do you how you deserve it."

[quicksilversg1rl]

i can’t even describe the immense i pain i had while watching this bc THIS WILL NEVER BE MEEEEEEE

i feel like this man is hexing me because every waking moment i’m just thinking about him ??????

LEAVE ME ALONE 😭

THE LITTLE KISS HE DOES AT THE END??? WHAT THE FUCK

[katabay]

ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A KNIGHT...

the visual inspiration for this was a combination of Frederic William Burton's Meeting on the Turret Stairs and also Bernardo Cavallino's The vision of St. Dominic receiving the Rosary from the Virgin

this was supposed to be just a one off illustration to get the thoughts out of my system, but then I started thinking about medieval politics and warfare and plagues and a castle and home as both a place of refuge, a prison, and a tomb, so perhaps they will end up as ex voto characters as well.

you may say, hey! that rosary looks like it has too many beads! it's a fifteen decade rosary, probably. dominicans are really into marian devotions. it works out.

also. spiral style stair cases. oh boy. it was that unexpectedly more difficult than I originally thought it would be to draw. the more I think about it, the less I understand them, even though I had a million photos of the stairs in front of me while I was drawing it.

⭐ I have a tip jar (ko-fi)!

⭐ and other places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

[praeluxius]

Red Wine - Karina & Natty

Aespa Karina x Kiss of Life Natty x M Reader smut

thanks to @capslocked & @passingnotions & @friskyriskywhisky

Masterlist word count: 9,957 Kofi

A new girl every week.

Not like you mind it. As long as Karina is having a good time, then that's enough for you. She meets them all at work, and they're all equally pretty.

Of course they are—it's part of the job.

It's just how Karina is—she has always been a fountain of charisma and that's part of what drew you to her—some call it rizz. So, you know all too well how these girls feel when Karina cranks up that natural charm and it leads to her inevitably inviting them over on a Friday evening, an offer they can’t refuse.

A girl's night in. That's what she always calls it—truth or not.

It's a funny thing to call it, given that you're always there. Not that any of them ever complain. You're there. That's okay. You'll join in the chat or stay out of the way—it's all very casual. Most of the time, it’s just that—casual.

Most of the time.

"And then I told him: 'Look, this dress is Dior, and it's worth a year of your rent. So if you think, even for a second, that it's going to end up on your bedroom floor after you buy me a couple of glasses of bottom-shelf whiskey then you can Johnnie-Walk-the-fuck-on-out-of-here because there are a thousand more ways I can spend my night than wasting time on you.'"

The two girls break out into some sort of intoxicated, riotous laughter. The girl with the story? They call her Natty, and she is the latest of Karina's new friends to visit. This one sporting almond skin, eyes with an inky rich hue, thick lips and a smug look on her face that could melt the paint right off the wall, or the clothes off any man.

She has one leg crossed over the other, sitting at an angle towards Karina. The slight canting of her head, the way her black hair cascades over a bare shoulder, all of it conspires together in order to fully reveal her neck line where the loose t-shirt drapes from shoulder to shoulder.

"Yeah, like any dude's got enough bank to buy himself to a night with you." Karina laughs again before taking a drink from her wine.

You are trying to watch the TV, vaguely—your favourite team is on and it's a bit of a ritual for you.

You will never even know we're here. That's what Karina told you. Yet you’ve spent the better part of the last hour listening to them. We’ll be quiet.

As if that's ever true.

They've been reeling off anecdotes all the while, and if you've learned one thing about Natty, it's that she has a lot to say, and a lot if it comes down to either the pleasures, profits, or travails of her career. The stories just keep coming. And each and every one is punctuated by that same laugh from Natty. You have never heard anything quite like it before, and it's that which keeps drawing your attention back to their end of the couch. Much like her voice, it's high pitched, a little nasally and utterly adorable.

Karina laughs along as well; more than a few times a drink threatens to spill onto the carpet because one of them has laughed a little too hard or bumped into one another. Now that would be a disaster: red wine and a white carpet.

"So I got this really nice pink one. It's really pretty, a little sexy, but it's so comfy too." Natty is talking but you don't have a clue what about and Karina, turned away from you, is nodding her head, the ponytail on the back of her head shaking a little as a result.

You don't need to see Karina to know how she looks—as beautiful as ever. That same sharp jaw, high cheekbones and lips glistening pink, hued darker by her drink of choice. Those eyes. It’s always her eyes that captivate.

Her beauty and grace are two things she truly does share with Natty. All the women that come over are all part of the same constellation. Stars in their own right, but Karina is a supernova—or something equally poetic.

Karina says something, but the voice is soft and muffled and lost to you among the animated exchange.

"There's also this blue one. But I don't wear it nearly as much as the others, but it cuts real low. Nearly shows my, you know..."

That lowered voice draws your gaze right over to them both as Natty leans in towards the woman next to her. A gesture and the shape of her voice, the lilt of her accent, makes it sound as if she is being discreet even though you can clearly hear every single word.

"...you know." Natty then tugs a little at her own shirt.

The two giggle again as if they're not grown-ass women; two women who have admittedly drunk quite a lot.

"He loves this one I have, it's part of a set, and I picked it up in Paris last month,” Karina says. “Black and lacy. Super expensive, but it's so worth it."

"That pair would look good in anything," Natty lets out that same laugh again, if a little softer this time, as if the mood shifted a little. You felt this coming all along. If you're honest, sometimes as soon as Karina walks through the door with a girl on her arm, there’s a certain vibe that hangs in the air that tells you it’s one of those nights.

You're stealing glances at the two of them, and it's Natty who's looking towards you, over Karina's shoulder. Your eyes are caught in this awkward collision. Natty holds the stare, her smile shifting subtly from innocent to devilish.

She's a stunner. Even from the angle where you're catching glimpses at her, a glance out of the corner of your eye, there is something seductive and hypnotising.

"He's a really lucky guy." She says to Karina, keeping her eyes fixed on you.

That is usually the cue, one you're very familiar with. A flirty little comment, maybe an innuendo, something meant to test the waters—see where the land lies, the rocks you can stand on before stepping any further out into the surf. It's how so many of your Friday evenings play out. You are just that—an object of curiosity and interest to Karina's friends, and you have to credit the sales pitch she must deliver about you.

"You're damn right," Karina replies with a chuckle as she tilts back the remainder of her drink.

"Do you think he would like mine?"

"Of course, he would. But if you want, I can be the judge." Karina takes Natty's almost empty glass and sets both down on the table. Her expression and attitude—lips and body language—communicate her invitation far more eloquently.

Karina is reaching over and Natty's meeting her hands with her own at the hem of her shirt. A teasing lift and you can already envision what she's about to show. See, Natty's a dancer—you know that much, and a good one at that. That kind of talent comes with the blessing of a body that turns heads. Your girlfriend knew that well too when she had invited her back home.

"Go on then."

The shirt lifts off Natty's skin, with the help of Karina’s hands running up the side of her body, exposing a pierced belly button. You try, very valiantly, to pretend not to be watching, but you can't help it. Natty raises her arms and lets Karina pull off the shirt fully revealing her in her lace bralette. It's pink, it's pretty and a little sexy—just how she described it.

"They really are nice, wow," Karina leans in close and for a moment you think she's going to start kissing Natty right then and there.

Natty doesn't say a thing. She lets the next moment happen, and with their bodies so close you can feel the anticipation, there’s an agonising pause, but, just a moment later, Karina is running a hand up along her belly, cupping a hand over one of her breasts.

"Really nice," Karina repeats the compliment.

And you're all in now. Fuck the TV. You can't peel your eyes away from whatever the hell your girlfriend is about to do.

"Thank you," the girl purrs as she arches her body to push herself against Karina's hand.

A flirtatious hand and those slender fingers of hers begin to move delicately over the fabric. It's a good touch. You've experienced first-hand all the wonderful things Karina can do with it. She touches how she dances—passionate and precise.

"What do you think?" Karina's finally acknowledging you over her shoulder—your official invite to the fun.

"Gorgeous," you mumble, and Natty's smiling like a minx as Karina continues in a way that you should probably be offended. Your girlfriend runs her hands down to the girl's waist, round to the small of her back, and then all the way back to where she starts again.

"Come, take a closer look. What do you think?" Natty follows her words with a wink and a flick of the hair.

"Fuck yes." You whisper under your breath.

"What was that?" Your girlfriend's smirking to herself as you rise from your seat.

"Yes." You take a step towards them both.

"Yes?" Natty repeats, one of her dark brows arching.

"He thinks you're fucking beautiful, sweetheart. Gets a little lost in the moment sometimes." Karina is leaning her head in close, one arm around the girl. She has a finger running up along Natty's slender back as she pulls at the clips holding her bra together. "Isn’t she perfect, babe?"

"Something like that," you confess. You're standing in front of the girls, looking down at the topless Natty, at Karina who's still snaking her hands around her. And Natty looks up at you, eyes wide, inviting, smouldering with passion. She really is something else.

She peers beneath those bangs of hers with a look that says: why don't you sit right here beside me?

"There we go," Karina says and there's suddenly some slack. The weight of her pair is taken by gravity and Natty catches them into folded arms. She sinks back into the couch. You take a step, and taking her lead, you sit by her side.

Karina reaches down, pats you on your leg, then turns back to face Natty. "You were saying you thought he was pretty cute too, weren't you, Natty?"

"Pretty cute, yes. Hot too. Moreso now that he’s up close." Natty says while Karina's got her hands on her shoulders, taking the straps of her bra between her delicate fingers. And then her bra is gone—the last semblance of her modesty lost along with it. Her small nipples jutting, stiffened with arousal, ready and waiting.

"God, he's practically drooling."

"That's hot," Karina comments as her lips descend onto Natty's shoulder and she starts laying kisses up and along her neck, trailing all the way to her ears.

"Sit behind her, babe, let her make it easier for you," Karina says. There is something entirely different and erotic in the way your girlfriend commands you. It’s so often like this, the dynamic, the guest and you are equals but Karina? Karina is a level above, the one in control and setting the pace.

You move yourself further onto the sofa and seat yourself back, then Natty slides over your lap. She takes her place, just as Karina wants, in front of you. The look in your lover's eye tells you exactly what to do, while her hands give Natty some hands-on guidance. Holding her shoulders, she’s placing Natty’s back against your chest. 

You lay your own touch on the starlet’s waist, coiling them around her body. Dragging them up towards her smooth tits causes her to respond with a shudder. You keep your touches slow, leisurely, tentative and exploratory, but with no lack of appreciation.

Natty refuses to shy and settles firmly into your body. Karina, meanwhile, sets herself in front of the two of you, resting her hands on Natty's knees. Your beautiful guest parts her legs a little as Karina slips her hands between them, urging her thighs to open wider. Wider until she has to lift her legs over yours.

"Is this okay with you?" Karina is looking up into Natty's face and the woman simply nods."How does she feel?" Karina's asking you now, placing her hands on the back of yours, guiding your touch over her breast into a rougher pace.

"Perfect." The word slips from your mouth, followed by a throaty groan. Among all of this, Natty's ass is against your crotch, the weight of her pushing your manhood to swell and strain against your clothing. You are thankful she's wearing a thin enough pair of yoga pants that enhances it all.

Karina has planted her knees between yours and Natty's legs. She's pulling her own shirt over her head and you already know what's beneath. For all the talk earlier about bras, Karina isn't wearing one; she never does. "Fuck, Karina," Natty coos at her bare chest. "He likes it too. I can feel him twitching."

Natty’s hands are all over Karina as she pulls her in. There’s grace, there’s tension and there’s a coy giggle from Karina as their lips are only inches apart. The hammering of your heart echoes within as you take a front-row seat to their show. It always triggers something inside you when she first lays lips on someone, it always heightens that delicious, tingling, primal feeling.

"Oh shit, girls..."

Your girlfriend's the best kisser and you love watching her like this—exploring another woman's mouth. Natty is matching her tempo beat by beat, kiss by kiss. Her body arches as you squeeze her breasts. You swear Natty's making little whimpers as the two make out.

Her body is all action against you: ass grinding back, rolling slowly and languidly as your hands pull at her breasts—squeezing them together and then apart. You dip into her neck with your mouth. The sweetness of her skin fills your mouth and the richness of her perfume fills your nose.

You lower your lips and gently nibble at her neck, dragging teeth over her flesh until she gasps from a gentle bite and you work your lips on her skin. Tongue roaming as you feast on her taste. Karina's pushing forward now, Natty sandwiched between you, their pairs of tits pressing together with your hands somewhere between.

They break, and Natty naturally moves to your girlfriend’s neck. Karina has her sights set on you, prying your mouth from Natty's shoulder and catching you in a deep kiss. Tongues battling, clashing. There's the familiar fading taste of red wine in her mouth, and the unmistakable flavour of something foreign to you, the lingering taste of Natty.

She pulls away from your lips, staring down the two of you. There's dissatisfaction on her face. "Why aren't the two of you naked yet?"

She pulls at Natty's hips, relieving your cock of the pressure of her sitting on it, and you hold Natty so as to not let her slip too far away. You and Karina work Natty's yoga pants, and her panties, from her hips. They slip effortlessly down to her ankles, leaving her decidedly bare.

No one speaks and you all know this isn't the time to explain anything or ask questions. When her clothing is out of the way Karina descends upon Natty again, kissing her hard and you catch the dying whimpers of Natty's moans into Karina's lips. Karina's hand is snaking down Natty's back, reaching for your crotch. She unbuckles and opens your belt all the time fighting against Natty's movement as she tries to grind her ass back into you.

"Stop moving." Karina giggles into their kiss as her hand delves beneath your trousers. She breaks her kiss again. "Need some help."

Natty's peeling herself away from you, turning to face you. Natty's naked, Karina's halfway there, you're the one slacking. Not for long. Soon the two are tugging away all the unnecessary clothes until all three of you are equally exposed. Your cock stands heavy and ready under their gaze.

"Woah, you weren't lying." Natty's figuratively licking her lips, hungry and wide-eyed, and you'd bet your last dollar she's got an idea in mind. "Can I...?" Natty turns to ask Karina.

"I'd hate to be selfish." Karina shrugs her shoulders and winks. You're transfixed. There's natural magic about the way they move as if it is rehearsed; the way Natty sinks to her knees and the way Karina pulls your hips to the edge of the seat, then rises above you.

Karina hovers and watches, Natty leans in, and then your balls disappear into her mouth. She’s handling them with her tongue expertly as she takes hold of your cock.

"God, what a pro. She wasn’t lying when she told me she knew her way around a cock," she exclaims, savouring every second as the air rapidly leaves your lungs.

It is beyond explanation, the way Natty's tongue is dancing along the underside of your balls as her lips caress each one. Her eyes occasionally flick up and flash mischievously—it's the kind of look that means she could get away with absolutely anything, and there is no way you are going to stop her.

"She's got the face for it, doesn't she? Like she just gives the most amazing head." Karina's on her knees by your side, sliding a hand between her thighs.

"Y-yeah." You manage to reply. "S-so... ahh! Good."

Karina leans forward, cupping one of your cheeks as she looks into your eyes.

"He's speechless!" She laughs, moving a hand to the back of your head and tugging gently at the strands. "Natty baby, give him a few words or something, will you? If you can?"

It's hard to look at her, but you crane your neck and you catch her looking at you again—one hand upon your inner thigh, the other wrapped around your shaft. "That's a good boy," Natty murmurs.

She teases a thumb over the surface of your glistening wet tip. "She loves that shit. Watch her..." Karina explains, smiling, the delight on her face all you can look at for a moment or more.

She guides your chin and you follow your girlfriend's direction, then you see, Natty's taken her mouth from you for a second and she's licking your pre-cum from her thumb; her gaze on the pair of you. She repeats her motion once more and the grin on her face grows bigger as you leak another pearl for her.

"How does he taste?" Karina asks for both of you.

"Delicious." Natty answers—now she's literally licking her lips.

You'll believe anything this woman tells you.

She's running a teasing tongue along the underside of your shaft, and as she reaches the peak, she catches the snow-white trickle you drip right there. You close your eyes in ecstasy, but before long, you’re feeling a finger poke against your lips.

You part them open, letting Karina's two fingers inside, and she's running her digits over your tongue as you suck her fingertips. The taste is so undoubtedly her, nectar straight from her source, your mouth salivating for more.

The feel of Natty's soft plump lips against the end of your cock is incredible as she moves them in an inch, teasing, testing, and then she withdraws just the same and you want to cry out. But you can't, Karina still lubricating her fingers, your tongue swirling around the digits.

She withdraws and your eyes open. And as much as you wanted to see Natty ready to settle her mouth around your cock, she's got something else in mind. She has her tits in her hand. "Are they still gorgeous?"

"Yeah, totally," you sputter.

"Natty girl, let him fuck them." Karina tells her and then she turns to you, mouth to your ear. "You want your cock between them, don't you? Tell her." Karina's not leaving this up to interpretation. "Tell her you want them."

"Oh yes..." you blurt out, without even really thinking. Karina giggles—it's her sign of approval, a tick. "Your tits, Natty. Fuck. Please."

It's not something you haven't done before. You love Karina's pair too, after all. It would be hard for anyone with a dick to resist a pair of round tits like hers. Luckily for you, tonight she's brought you a girl with a pair to match her own.

"He asked so nicely."

"He's a real gentleman," Natty teases and she raises her breasts a little, then pushes them together. As your head slides into her cleavage, she puts her hand around them, and as the skin squeezes the sides of your member, you are reduced to shuddering. Karina knows exactly how this gets you, knows just how this can bring you undone. It doesn't even matter if the actual thing feels nothing like sex—you'll always go crazy over a great pair of tits.

As the tip of your manhood peeks out through the crease between them, Natty lowers her tongue to it and you swear you nearly cum right then. Then the words echo inside your brain: he wants them, Karina's voice and as soon as she says it, your subconscious concedes to the reality.

"Look how easy and willing he is," she says to Karina and both girls giggle, then Natty forms a mock pout. "Such a good boy. I really want to make him feel good."

"He does deserve something." Your girlfriend runs her fingers into your hair as Natty plants a soft kiss onto your cock-head. Instinctively, you reach out but before you can touch anything, Karina's hand finds your wrist. "Tell her what you want."

She's leaning in closer again and Natty looks up from where she's teasing your tip, sucking, tonguing and lavishing affection and attention. "Ask Natty nice. Tell her you want a blowjob. Tell her you want to cum. Tell her what you want," Karina purrs her words.

And god, if anything makes it impossible to think straight, it is Natty's gaze up at you. She wants to make it easy for you, impossible to do anything but give in to your wishes, whether it’s her intention or your deep-seated desire making it seem so.

"Natty... can you suck my cock?" Your mouth's dry and the words grate in the throat.

"Anything," she says with a twinkle in her eye. And now it's all one motion. Her tits clamped against the sides of your length. Your cock drives between them and into Natty's waiting mouth. She's all tongue, bobbing her head a little and taking the tip of you in and out of her mouth.

Karina's all over you—kissing your neck, holding a hand behind your head, caressing, squeezing. "Aren't I just the best? Always doing this for you with all these girls." She's muttering away in your ear. The heat of her breath is constant and burning. She continues with sweet nothings in her deep, sultry voice.

You're sinking deeper into the couch, like you're laid on the shore and the tide is enveloping you. Wave after wave crashing against you, rolling, engulfing you and drawing you out further and further. Natty is pulling you under; every time she takes you into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around you, it's another wave over you. Karina is a life rope. You're grabbing onto the strands of her ponytail, trying to keep your head above the water. All her touches, her words, her encouragement, that's the air you need.

But the torrent grows ever more intense and powerful and the riptide is too great, Natty's drawing the last vestiges of resolve from you. You lose grip of everything—of reality.

You're lost.

Lost in her mouth, lost between her tits.

Karina knows it, she's seen it all before, so many times, for her and others. "Feel like you're gonna cum?" Karina's in your ear asking you the obvious.

Your answer's a growl.

"Cum!" It's a low-roar in your ear.

You don't say a word.

"All over those perfect fucking tits. Her mouth, her face, look at her," and then that's it. You're drowning in pleasure. Every sense abandons you—hearing, touch, and sight, all surrendered.

You can't think or do anything, because every fibre of your being is focused on a single action—pouring out cum. You're rigid and straining.

Your eyes regain focus and you see it all. All of it smearing her tits and just a little on her face, and then more streams erupt. Natty doesn't shy and she doesn't stop. She is milking you for every single drop.

And Karina's ever the encourager, ever full of pride. "Just like that, yes. Empty all of it right there on her chest."

This is her thing now. Has been for a while, ever since she convinced you to try it just one time. Her imagination was fueled by all those dirty little stories she read online about voyeurism and the like. It opened her eyes and redefined your relationship. It started with an experiment. With her best friend, Winter, all those months ago. It was the first time she took enjoyment in her friend getting you off.

Now it's a regular surprise. Sometimes they're girls you met many times before, almost like she was dangling them in front of you, teasing you. Other times it's just like Natty. You barely say a few words to them and before you know it, you're covering them in your cum.

Truth is, you always get the gut feeling when it's one of these nights, as soon as Karina and whichever girl it is start their first drinks of the night; you know it's one of those nights. Then it's just a case of waiting.

Natty didn't take long to get on her knees—she must have been excited.

And lucky for her, you're nowhere near being finished.

Karina is prowling and on the move, towards Natty, and she reaches her with both arms as she locks her into her grasp. A kiss, deep, hungry. All tongue. Seeing is believing; some of you ended up inside Natty’s mouth and now she’s sharing, distributing to Karina. Back and forth it goes between their mouths, with some spilling from their lips. As it’s shared, it’s swallowed bit by bit between them.

"Your turn Natty. I want to watch you cum for me." Karina announces she breaks away, then lapping up what remains on her lips and she has a hand on Natty's chest, playing with the mess you made of them.

You're lying there, spent and watching, as Karina guides Natty to her feet.

"There you go," Karina is pushing the girl towards the couch and she gets to the edge, then places a knee on it. Your eyes drift over her body as Karina bends her into place, her sticky chest planted against the cushions. Her juicy ass is in the air and the light in the room highlights every line and contour. Her flawless curves are accentuated to their perfect best.

"Legs wider, yes, yes. That's perfect," Karina's voice cuts through the air. She's behind her, hand on the small of her back, urging Natty into position. Lower and lower, Natty's head pressed into the cushion; she's turning to look at you, face full of excitement, of yearning.

A quiver passes through her entire body as Karina's lips descend upon her lower back.

Then lower, kissing her tailbone.

Her ass.

Lower and lower, peppering her skin along the way, Karina finally nestles between the two cheeks. Then she places her hands on Natty and starts parting them. "Perfect. Isn't that so perfect?"

Karina doesn't wait for any reply from you.

She doesn't need to. You are fixed there, utterly mesmerised, entranced and completely undisturbed, watching this gorgeous woman lay tongue on her newest conquest. Karina, meanwhile, can't contain her excitement. She's feasting on Natty, lapping at her sex, diving lower and lower with her tongue. "Oh yes. You taste so good."

Everybody's taste is unique. Just as her aroma earlier was something you couldn't put into words or compare, you can only imagine how sweet Natty must taste. And as if she reads your mind, Karina adds to the narrative, "So sweet."

And the sounds.

Fuck. The sounds. 

Natty moans, loud, sharp and high. You should have known it, her voice being what it is—the tone; so unique, so unmissable. You should have expected the melodic composition. The pleasure is pure, crystal-clear music. It's perfection in sound. It's the kind of musicality people work their entire lives to compose, to play, to express.

To do all without a care in the world.

With as much freedom, spontaneity and energy as possible.

The tone shifts, and the octaves change. And it's Karina, playing her, burying a pair of fingers into Natty.

There is no question here. The two are in sync. Karina, a performer by profession, plays your guest as if Natty is merely an extension of herself. Your girlfriend, in her element, her playground, her stage and her domain. You are her audience. And she has never sounded, looked, or acted so majestic in her role.

Natty sings a string of profanities, nonsensical and fragmented phrases.

"That good?" Karina exclaims, teeth digging into her butt cheek as Natty spills into the cushion. Her legs quiver. Karina smiles into her ass, nipping her a second time and then she turns to you, staring at you with the same dark hunger, the same thirst, you always see.

"You still with us, babe?" she asks—rhetorical, she know’s you’re fixated. There's no question in her mind. She can read you and she knows how captivating this performance is.

"God yes," you whisper in reply. She's smiling wide.

"Good." That one word response, so laden with meaning.

It's a dangerous smile. It means only trouble. Good trouble.

"Come here," she's beckoning you behind Natty. Your legs feel weak and like jelly, yet you crawl up and behind her, your hand slips up to her thigh, pressing, pawing and grabbing her flesh. She purrs at your touch, and Karina, too, responds with delight.

"Natty," you begin, feeling her ass under your touch. "Do you want me inside you?"

"Mhm. Yes."

Karina slips a hand around your erection, her wet, lubricated fingertips meet your skin and when she says, let me get you ready for her. That alone could have done the job. But, damn, her hand feels so good as it strokes. The motion's just the right pace and when her grip gets tighter, a tremor courses through you.

"You did such a wonderful job already." Her praise is just as nice as her tongue running along the side of your length and then her lips, pursed, locking onto the tip.

"Karina..." it's a long-drawn groan. She lets her tongue swivel over you, each stroke lasting longer and longer. The more she continues, the more feels you grow and get hard—she works you until the last ounce of sanity leaves your brain.

Then she draws away and finishes her sentence, "I told you, you're the best. Now look at her, look how needy she is." Karina's still got a hand on your cock and the other caressing Natty's cunt.

Natty’s now the girl in the center of it all. Her beautiful face turned, eyes closed. She's twitching, aching, longing. She whimpers, and then gasps in desire as you angle your cock at her slit. Her folds open gratefully and the wet warmth of her sex embraces you. Her groans rise again, heightening ever more in the satisfaction as she backs herself further onto your length.

You move, thrusting into her, and she breaks into a tempered moan.

"Oh yes! God, yes."

And you feel a hand grab at your backside, encouraging, guiding, demanding more of you. She partners her touch with an all-telling grin. Karina's about as happy watching you fuck someone else as she is being fucked.

"That's it... You like it like this Natty? Does this feel good to you?"

It's a silly thing to ask, but it still makes Natty stir. It makes her hot—burning hot. As soon as the words are out of her, and she follows with a moan, she becomes tighter around you.

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes..." she trails into several more repetitions as you angle deeper into her.

Your girlfriend is dancing her fingertips over her skin. "So amazing," your lover is still muttering her words. "So fucking hot," Karina says as she tracks her kisses up Natty's back. Gentle kiss after gentle kiss to her glistening back as Natty keeps driving her ass back against you. 

There is the unmistakable look of an idea forming in Karina's mind. She's climbing onto the sofa, crawling past Natty onto the back of it, where Natty's head is pressed against the fabric. Natty grows hesitant at the expectation of what's to come, and it allows you to take over. A hand on either side. You're gripping her hips and really fucking her, pushing your cock fully into her and stretching her.

You see Natty's fingers wrapping around the bottom of the sofa cushions in an iron grasp, trying to bear the surge of bliss. She shudders and clenches up as Karina runs a set of nails up her back.

"Yes, baby, you take her, don't be afraid," Karina hisses her words, raking at Natty's back with her claws. "Harder." Karina demands and you pull on Natty's hips, pulling the gorgeous young woman into your hips as you fuck.

Karina's sliding into where she wants to be, right in front of Natty's face, sitting where she rests it. She's handling her like the toy she currently is, pulling her head exactly where Karina wants it, and coercing Natty's mouth onto her. To bury her in and make her satisfy Karina's craving.

And Natty wastes no time, sliding her lips onto Karina, exploring her core the way she has explored her mouth. "Just like that," your girlfriend cries as she rests a hand on Natty's head and rocks back against her. "See, I knew you'd be perfect for us."

You have to admit, Karina nailed it with this one. Before any of the girls even step into the apartment, they know why they're there, but none of them are as ready for it as Natty. It must be a deep, dark fantasy of her own, maybe something she's played out in her mind over and over. It must have been burning inside her before even that first taste of red wine.

Red wine.

That's it. That's how you knew it was always going to end up like this. Fuck, you must be a fool for having missed it all those times before. It's so obvious now that it's when she drinks red wine with them—that's the signal of how the night's going to end. Your subconscious had made the connection, now you realise.

You smile to yourself in the moment of clarity and Karina has noticed, breaking through her moans to ask, "You look a little lost back there, babe. Something funny?"

She's got a coy grin on her lips and her hand gripping Natty's hair, grinding the woman's face further into her pussy. It's a stream of muffled moans from Natty between her hungry licks of Karina's cunt. She's all action between you and Karina's stare. "Nothing."

You raise a hand and spank Natty's ass; the echo fills the air and her cheek ripples. Karina flinches with surprise and she's drawing the young woman further into her body. "Jesus, fuck. Again."

Again and you lay your palm on Natty. Harder. She mewls in pain and Karina shivers in bliss. Her fingertips dig at the younger woman, grabbing her by her scalp and pushing her harder.

A final time you spank her ass, planting your hands and digging your fingers into her soft flesh. Using the strike on your mount to signal one thing; faster.

You're reckless now—manic. Grab her ass and pound; that’s all that is on your mind. You're rabid—not holding anything back. This is the sole reason that girl's here tonight and you're not letting her down, nor Karina.

You hammer against her body, deep into her depths. Her cries echo over Karina's. Each hit a satisfying smack to Natty's cheeks. Slaps and claps and cries. Sounds fill the room. The wet squelch, the grunt of every stroke to the backing track of Karina's rich mewls.

It's a symphony, eroticism on an epic scale.

Your eyes roll upward, over Natty's body and land on Karina. She's bouncing on Natty's tongue. Head back, face creased with pleasure. A grimace so beautiful that you swear it is the definition of raw sexuality.

Natty's struggling; her legs are giving way and she keeps reaching with her hands. To the couch, the cushions, Karina's legs, to anything. There is no steadying her, and it looks like she's barely clinging on for dear life. She has only her waning strength and determination holding her together.

You think she's cumming. But fuck, it is hard to be sure. Maybe you should slow down, but if she is cumming once, better to make it twice. Or thrice. So, you pick up the pace instead. You become wilder, stronger, faster, more forceful.

She's not even eating Karina's cunt anymore—she just can't. You grab Natty's arms and pull her upright so she doesn't slip. Chest to back now—she’s against you and your thrusts drive upward into her.

Natty wails and all the while, Karina is sliding down the couch onto her knees, face to face with Natty. She brings a hand to Natty's throat, grabbing and pushing to pin her against you. And her other hand is sinking between Natty's legs.

Karina's teasing Natty's cunt with the soft caresses of her fingers, and you're sliding between those fingers and into the girl. "Look at you," Karina's saying between clenched teeth, then a loud hiss passes her lips. "Oh, fuck."

A fire blazes across the brunette's eyes—you swear it is an inferno. Fingernails and knuckles are going white in her grip of Natty's neck, and the same could be said of yours holding her arms.

"Oh, Karina!" Your newfound fuck toy screams your girlfriend's name out at the top of her voice.

Karina responds by rubbing her fingers on Natty's clit, then pressing hard, strumming it at a maniacal pace. She's whispering into Natty's ear, words only the girl can hear, coaxing something out of her.

Natty screams again and again. Your name then Karina's.

She's cumming. 

Not just that, she's fucking squirting.

Her body's a boneless jelly in your arms as it spasms. And your girlfriend just won't stop her mischievous act, not a single pause until she's dragged more from the young beauty. She's dragging her second and then a third eruption.

It pours. It flows. Eruption is exactly the right word. 

Natty's spraying onto your cock— 

onto Karina's fingers— 

down your legs— 

on the couch— 

everywhere.

You've got an ardent geyser in your grip and her voice cracks, the climax too much for her, for any of you.

In a flurry of a moment, Natty falls, slipping from your grasp and collapsing and sinking against Karina's chest. Limp. Saturated and dripping, sweat and cum.

The girl has come undone.

You've slipped out of her, set her free, but you're ready to burst. Staggering behind her, a mess and almost drunk on sex, you catch your breath. "Karina... I..." you begin.

"Look at the mess she made." Look at the mess she is. 

Karina's laying the girl down to the side; Natty is almost lifeless aside from the aftershocks still tearing through her.

"Karina..." you try again. "Karina, please..."

"Come here sweetie," and that's enough. You sink to your knees on the edge of the seat. Karina's in front of you, grabbing at your erection and lying back. You're collapsing over her, propping yourself with an arm. She's pulling at your cock. It doesn't take much and you're about to fire.

"Please Karina, please" you growl and Karina whispers back the sweetest reply, 'I love watching you do this'.

She's tugging your cock, aiming it at her wet cunt, freshly eaten.

Then your legs grow heavy and stiff, it's impossible to move, muscles tense, locking your body in place. Karina's jerking your cock and it's impossible to hold it.

Release.

It comes.

You can't explain, words can't describe it, the sheer, earth-shattering and mind-numbing rush as it pours. Spurt after spurt, you feel it all come out, and through your hazed vision you're watching it pour over her cunt. Some on her abs, some on her thigh, but most of it coating her pussy. It is all you want to see before you fall, slipping onto her, your head in the nook of her neck. Her words are just a noise in your ear.

"Stay with us," it's her soft voice that you feel vibrate in your ears as her chest rises and falls beneath you. "Natty? Darling, you too."

There's this moment of near silence. Three sets of heavy breaths.

There are things you know to expect before long, but in this space between you don't really know where it'll go. It’s all wild in the night.

"That was... fuck. Intense," you begin, laying the seeds to push the three of you to the next course, "Wasn't it?"

Karina's responding with a push at your shoulders, making you look at her. Her features, still so sharp, she's still so elegantly composed, the dark and playful look hasn't left her eyes. Her smile endearing. "We're not done," she begins, a whisper into your mouth as you lean over her.

Hand grasping your cock, firm, and she’ squeezing a drop or two more out. "I want you inside me." She demands it of you, of your spent dick. This is always the danger. You're just a single cock in a game that demands more.

It hurts as she rubs your cock. No matter how gentle her touch, it feels rough and you wince in her hold, it's raw pain and all you want is to draw back, but you stay. You have to stay. You want to stay. Refusing to let the pain, the momentary sting and discomfort end it. "Give her what she wants," it's Natty's voice, from beside the two of you. Who knows where the young girl even got the strength?

“Please,” It’s rare that Karina pleads, but her mouth is on your ear, nibbling softly. Her hot tongue traces the shell of it and the whole motion gives you a shiver that makes the hair stand on end. "Come on." She coaxes in a sultry, yet playful, sing-song voice. It makes her intentions unmistakable.

You draw your body back and rest on your knees, looking at the two girls, side-by-side, one melting and the other keening. Your heart is still trying to get out of your chest, but somehow the sight of them has calmed you. They make it all feel a little easier.

"I'm sure your cock can still work for me," Karina's words are undisguised lust.

Natty reaches a lazy arm, working her fingers into the cum you left on Karina's body, playing with it. She begins painting Karina's belly, streaking it over her skin. "So much," she purrs, adding a moan as a compliment, her tone soaked in desire.

Karina takes her own finger to it too, dousing it in your fluid before taking it to Natty's lips. It's a question that goes unspoken, not one word, one command, just a mere motion. Natty's reply is perfect; she opens her mouth and accepts it eagerly, slipping her tongue onto Karina's digit and suckling it. 

Natty returns the favour, her finger into Karina's mouth. They're both sucking, tasting, swirling their tongues as you watch, drinking the liquid, gulping it down, savouring the taste. Their eyes locked in an impossibly sinful gaze. Neither can bring themselves to break it.

They only give in and finally end it when their bodies move instinctively, rolling in to a desperate kiss. Mouths together, sharing the fluid back and forth in a series of dirty, noisy kisses.

Natty's running her hand down Karina's body, running it through your cum and heading right for her cunt. One finger sinks inside, met by a silent whimper from Karina and a second finger joins the first as the girl's now twisting inside your girlfriend. She draws in and out, each time pulling more of your cum into Karina's hole.

And your cock, exhausted moments before, now wants to wake. It's stiffening, not too far from hard once again. You're a moth to a flame and Karina's burning brighter than ever. 

Natty's insatiable thirst is getting the better of her and her finger fucks your lover relentlessly.

Karina's mewl of satisfaction turns into a blissful howl. And when you climb between the girl's legs, finding them parted, you grab her behind the knees. Karina moans once more when you move to slip her ankles over your shoulders and Natty is forced to concede. Your stiff shaft, the one Karina has yearned for, drives into her.

Karina absorbs you, clinging, squeezing, and she holds you, embracing you. Her body is soft against yours, yet inside she's hotter than molten iron. She's even wetter, every slick and intimate part of her is grinding against you. "Yes, fuck yes," she's slurring, muttering nonsense.

She's a fucking mess between her legs—there's some of Natty's, there's some of hers, and there's a lot of yours down there, and you're fucking it all into her as lubricant. Natty's forced to watch as you're pressing Karina's knees up to her chest. She's riding the edge between pleasure and pain and enjoying every bit of it.

And there's no better feeling than when you press her even closer, and now her ankles lock at the back of your neck. Every thrust from you forces her ass to rise from the cushion and her cheeks meet your hips in a way that resembles Natty not long ago. Her tits are pressed almost flat under the weight. She is so open to you—so, so willing. 

Her thighs tremble. Her hands claw. She's losing everything inside herself, everything but the one thing she wants most, a violent orgasm.

It's Natty's turn now, a role reversal, as she tries her hand at the encouragement, the guiding partner, "Harder," her first order. "Deeper," her second. Both punctuated with her nails scoring along your flesh. And in an act that's so entirely Natty, she's now spanking your ass and laughing as she does it. She's playfully flirty and full of giddy enthusiasm.

"Faster." Natty's clapping her hands and she's watching your thrusts drive Karina wild. Every stroke, every strike, all of it Karina is crying out for. Every push forward makes her twinge, a sensation, a mix of pleasure and pain, each jolting through her. "God, isn't she great to fuck?"

"She's the best," you groan, struggling to reply with the only response you can formulate. She is, of course, better to fuck than anybody else. There's no question about that.

"And you," Natty turns to her, "are you going to cum for us now?" Karina's hair sways. Her mouth is full of cries and whimpers. Every roll of your hips, every pull back and every plunge into her pussy steals every breath.

"Yes," she says. "Fuck yes. Right there, baby. Don't stop."

Natty relaxes to enjoy the show. She can see your shaft thrusting. She can see it when you withdraw, almost the full length and then every inch into Karina. Each time, your girlfriend's body jiggles and twists and writhes.

Karina's face grows contorted. A contortion of pure delight.

It's what Natty's been waiting for. Watching. The expectation she couldn't express. The feeling inside her core growing.

"Oh. God!" Karina squeals. She's seeing white spots explode in her vision. A flash of colourful patterns swirl in her head. The white heat rises higher and hotter, so high and so bright it consumes her. She's gone in it. Next comes a sound following a deafening gasp that stops the air dead in her lungs, the release as an equally loud scream.

You hear it, and the heat burns inside your ears, as if sound could cauterize. Every cell of your skin sizzles. It's electric, this passion.

Her cunt turns to water and floods. Your cock is saturated. That's all the reason you need to lose yourself. To slip back and slide yourself deeper into her, pumping. Her eyes squeeze shut and a loud, sonorous gasp is swallowed by her lips. She's never seemed sexier. She is utterly engorged with desire.

"Ah! Ah!" 

You know Karina's at her limit. A dire need for respite, for air to fill her lungs—for relief.

You know what you're going to do. Natty is oblivious, so when you pull out of Karina, and slide over Natty—who's lying on her side facing Karina—it catches her by surprise. One that brings a look of elated shock to her face. You push up one leg and mount her from the side, driving your cock into her.

Karina's drowning in air as she opens her mouth to take all she can. Her vision clears. It focuses on Natty.

The young woman is caught, once again, and in the best way possible; she's lost and helpless beneath you, she has to clutch and clasp whatever's available—the cushions, her own arms—and take it. She's face down to the couch; her body twisted. Her tit's pressed underneath her but her waist rotating, one knee pointing at Karina and one leg straight between your own.

And Natty has taken this all in stride. She's dug her nails into her own scalp, grabbing at her hair. And there is no uncertainty or indecision within her body, nor in her mind. She revels in her vulnerability. She loves the feel of you inside her. Loves the thrill that floods through her entire being as you dominate and ravish her.

Karina makes her move. To join Natty, she slides in on her side, lifting Natty's leg over her own hip, turning Natty fully onto her side to face her. You relent for a moment and Karina does what she needs to. She pulls her own leg up under Natty's and hooks it around her ass. The girls pull each other close. Pull each other into a kiss. Their mouths together. Their breath shared.

Karina whispers, but loud enough you can hear her, and says, "Told you," and her words are all wrapped up in a smirk, the smile of satisfaction.

You slap the length of your cock against Karina's ass; teasing her but not sliding into her. And only when Karina has worked herself up even higher do you lower yourself and slide in, penetrating, filling and stretching.

You're fucking in and out of her. This might be a new favourite of yours. The girls tangled together, sharing kisses and bites and tongue. Both their holes are there for you—each available whenever you want it, and each is only a hair width apart.

It's hard for you to keep a focus on everything like this. But you fight through, burying your shaft inside Karina. Once, and twice, and a final time again. And it's ever so easy to just drag yourself out, driving it between their cunts for a few short pumps and then slip it up into Natty.

"Fuck. I wish we'd done this sooner," Karina is mumbling more, but her words are rolling together and coiling into nonsensical verbal splashes of pure want and need.

Natty strains a response, "I'd... love... to... join you. Often."

"Perfect." Karina is happy as she shifts, arching her body to make a point, to tell you who to fuck now.

And you slip, and then you're inside Karina. As easy as that. Buried as deep and hard as you can, she's mouthing a silent cry and her hair falls over her face.

Natty's got a handful of Karina's tit now, caressing her nipples. It's hard not to envy the beauty that's in her hands. Soft, round, pert, perfectly curved, her breasts are works of art, beautiful beyond anything you could ever put into words.

And all of a sudden, Natty has shifted from Karina's mouth, planting her lips on Karina's soft pillows. Natty is suckling at them and Karina's mouth is twisted open in a soundless gasp, then she speaks, "I could do this forever."

Her arms draw along Natty's body until she finds her ass, slipping down and around, and then her fingertip sinks between her cheeks. It makes Natty lurch as it caresses her taint, presses lower, and touches her tight rear entrance.

Then she does it, a manoeuvre only the confident would have considered, a twist and she's pushing a slender finger into Natty's ass and causing the girl to nip at Karina's breast. "Fuck," Natty hisses, giving a breathy shudder. And her reaction draws a grin onto Karina.

And they keep going like that, they are perfectly attuned to each other. And you swap again, seeing the opportunity to really punish Natty. You're angling towards her again, sliding into her soaked cunt.

You push up inside her. With no time or inclination to start gentle, you're instantly fucking her fast. In and out, hard and deep, over and over, you hammer her cunt. She's muffled with a mouth full of Karina.

"How's that Natty? Both your holes are ours." It's Karina, whispering her dirty words again, "tell us you're going to join us again. Tell us."

Natty nods her head against Karina's chest. It's not a verbal answer. But it's an affirmation that, fuck, yes, she'd like that—as would you all. You could have this again, and maybe soon, a replay with a fresh twist.

Maybe next time you can be the one inside Natty's ass. For now, it's Karina's finger working her, and it looks fucking amazing as it drives into her and withdraws in the exact same rhythm that you're giving her.

You both keep the pace, driving Natty into nirvana, and at some point, it's clear when the climax hits. But it's an awfully hard thing to gauge the passage of time while being wrapped and caught and tangled with these two vixens. All you know is that all too soon, your balls are beginning to churn.

And that's when you switch back again, driving into your girlfriend's cunt with no time for a rest.You're going for broke. Slamming yourself fully inside and Karina knows the instant you do what your fate has become. She laughs and squeezes Natty, pulling the girl tighter.

It's only natural that the rising tide, the bubble of the climactic force, grows and grows and grows. Your ears pound in the beat of the blood racing and your breaths come in fits and starts. The noises escaping your three mouths become louder than before, more frenetic, more unchecked. More lustful.

"Karina— I— Natty—" You're losing the fight against your own body. The rush, the pressure, all the sounds, sights, and smells have put the signal in the green. There is no stopping it. No controlling it. It's all building, coalescing, into one pinpoint of space and time, right there between their legs.

Karina's pulling Natty into position as you're pulling out of her cunt. They both turn to face you, their cheeks pressed together, tits too, and their legs in a knot. They're lying in such a manner that they feel to you like an oasis in a hot desert, inviting, like a promised paradise, and it's calling you, tempting, and you can't hold yourself any longer.

You're rubbing yourself over the edge, and they're calling out to you in a desperate tones, still riding some faint traces of orgasms, "On us."

"Go on."

"Please cum on me, on us."

"Cum for us."

You barely hear their calls, and there's no fucking way you know who is saying what. It's just words of need spilling from two filthy mouths.

It takes only a handful of seconds, and then it happens. 

With a harsh spasm from head to toe, you feel it shoot forward, ripping free from your body, and pulsing as you paint their flesh. Spurts and ropes and slivers shoot up and over the girls. A little on a thigh, on their bodies, over their tits and all the way to their pretty little faces.

They're smiling like idiots as you cum. They're proud of it. They relish it. Natty's tongue moves around inside her lips, just getting another taste—a droplet or two. Karina's teasing as always, "Is that all?"

You're still forcing every drop out you can, the final bits dropping to their thighs.

"There's no way that's all of it, huh," Karina continues to tease. And then it ends, and your body lets go and you fall beside them. You simply can't stand any longer.

"I think that's all of it, Karina," Natty's giggling to herself. She's twirling her fingers over Karina's nipple, playing with the rope of cum that landed there. And Karina is humming out an almost silent cry, twisting under the touch. "Here, taste," and the offer is clear, and again Natty is surprising you.

She offers her own tit to Karina, willing her to lick your cum from it. And the act brings a gleam to Karina's eyes as she cups it, bringing it to her mouth to taste. She's sucking and licking and Natty's gasping at the sensation, and at the way Karina nibbles just a little—just a little too much for it to be painless.

You're laying and watching in awe at the debauchery of the scene and wishing you could watch it forever, or at least capture it. The girls are just lapping at each other now, filling their mouths with your seed and swallowing. Laughing. Panting. Moaning. Sighing. Gasping.

Their limbs tangle. Their tongues too. And it's then you realise, no matter how drained you are—completely fucking bone-dry—these two aren't even close to finishing. There's still a show to be enjoyed yet.

You shift just a little to find the most comfortable view, and Karina's taking control now. Slowly she rolls Natty onto her back, their legs still tied, in such a way that Karina can mount her. Natty's got a playful smile across her lips, looking up, seeing the glistening of cum and sweat shining against Karina's neck and cheeks and mouth, her entire gorgeous face soaked in the stuff.

Karina's getting rougher, her nails cutting into Natty's skin. A hungry bite here, a nip there, another scratch here. She's threatening to draw blood as red as the wine she drank. Right on the edge of true pain, but Natty's relishing it. Her eyes roll back, and she lets out a small squeal. And you watch her buck and writhe. 

Karina grows ever more forceful—pinning her and keeping Natty in place. She's starting to drive her hips against her. The desire is clear; she wants Natty to a delirium.

You can do nothing but marvel at the sight. You may be raw, you may be sensitive, but you're here to enjoy the show that may yet last a whole night.

"Me and you now, Natty. Are you ready to cum for me?"

"Yes," the whimper slips out of Natty. "Yes, anything for you."