pairing - gator tillman x fem!reader wc - 2.2k
summary - your boyfriend gator can’t keep his hands to himself when you wear dresses
c/w - smut 18+, dom!rough!gator, public fingering, tit slapping, spitting, choking, fingers in mouth. overall just filthy.
gator loved when his pretty girl wore flowy sundresses. all right and tight on your chest, and loose and flowy on your hips. he loved imagining you bent over the nearest surface, dress all bunched up at your waist as he sunk his fat cock deep inside of you. he imagined it everywhere, all the time, especially when you were at dinner.
you and gator were tucked into a corner circle booth, sitting side by side at your local diner. he hasn’t touched his meal once, his focus was entirely on you, and on the way your dress keeps riding up your thighs everytime you shifted on the seat.
gator licked his lips. a grin spreading across his face as he leaned into your ear, lips brushing the soft skin “y’know i can’t think straight when yer dressed like that. makes me wanna ruin ya right here in this booth. just.. lean over an’ taste what’s all mine.”
your cheeks flushed and you whispered shyly “gator! not.. here!”
his grin grew wider, he loved making you all flustered. “not here? sugar.. everywhere’s here when yer wearin’ that” his large hand reached under the table, his calloused and rough fingers finding the bare skin of your knee. his thumb began stroking your skin gently, moving higher up your thigh. the contact felt electric, like a line of fire.
“been hard f’ya since we sat down. ain’t gonna get any softer just sitting here either. my good girls gonna be real good f’me tonight, ain’t she?”
you knew he was teasing you, and it was working just as he wanted. heat was pooling in your lower stomach, pussy throbbing against the vinyl booth.
you bit your bottom lip, sinking your teeth into it as you said quietly “you’re bein awful, gator…” but his fingers kept moving upwards, rough skin dragging up your thigh. “awful? aww, baby. you ain’t even seen awful yet.”
you risked a glance down, and saw the bulge straining against his pants. he noticed your staring and shifted, a deliberate roll of his hips just for your eyes, so you swallowed hard and attempted to take another bite of your dinner, attempting some normalcy. you hadn’t even gotten the check yet, there was no way you could get this worked up now. in the middle of the diner.
“gonna take ya home, peel this pretty dress right off and fuck you so deep you forget your own name. that what you want, hmm?”
“gator. we’re at dinner. stop it.” you said it in a serious tone, but it lacked any real heat, you couldn’t stop the reactions your body was having because of him. he was irresistible, if you were being honest with yourself.
“dinner? my main course is you, spread out on my sheets.” his fingers pushed higher, slipping just past the lace edge of your panties. the calloused pad of his thumb found your clit and he pressed hard, making you jump slightly. he started working in slow agonizing circles that had your breath hitching as you looked around the crowded restaurant in a panic, attempting to be as quiet as possible. “soakin through those pretty panties f’me already? i can smell it. mmm. all hot and wet f’me.” he groaned out.
“gator.. please, baby. not here. c’mon.” but your words dissolved into a small choked off moan. the sound seemed to go straight to his dick, gator shifted uncomfortably as his thumb pressed harder, one finger sliding deep into your dripping pussy with ease before pulling it out and bringing it to his mouth, sucking on it like he’d just tasted the best meal of his life.
you gasped and immediately bit down harder on your lip, certain you’d break skin and taste blood anytime now. he always loved getting you like this, all hot and flustered, because he knew you’d never turn him down. as much as you knew he shouldn’t have his fingers toying with your wet pussy in the middle of the local diner, it felt too good and gator looked too damn good.
he leaned over and whispered in your ear with the most devilish smirk you’d ever seen, and you knew he was enjoying himself “think anybody in here knows what a good little slut i got under this table? making all that mess f’me? such a good dirty girl.”
your cheeks burned in embarrassment and arousal, you wanted him badly, and you knew what you’d get as soon as you were out of the public eye. gator never fucked you nicely, he was always rough, like he had something to prove to himself. he softened in small rare moments, when you were truly alone and he could let his guard down around you, but when it came to sex? he was rough. maybe it was about the possession of it all, proving that a good girl like you could belong with a guy like him. you didn’t care what it was about, you came everytime regardless.
his fingers continued to make a mess of your pussy all through dinner, you were swollen and sensitive, and desperate for a release when he pulled them out of you to throw some money on the table. you were left aching and empty until he grabbed your hand to yank you out of the booth, barely giving you time to adjust your dress and panties that were pushed to the side.
gator practically dragged you out of the restaurant, one hand firm on your upper arm to hold you up and his other hand was guiding you by the lower back. your legs felt shaky and unsteady as you walked out. you glanced around the restaurant, but nobody seemed to notice, or maybe they we’re just smart enough not to stare too long.
“c’mon, can’t wait, need you now.” he practically growled it into your ear as he pulled you towards his truck that was parked in the back of the lot, yanking your door open and helping you inside. he jogged to his side and got in the car quickly, immediately working at his belt buckle. “c’mere, wanna feel that sweet used-up cunt stretching around me.”
“gator.. we’re in a parking lot.. we can’t-“ you cut yourself off looked around at the dark lot, but your body started to move anyway. you wanted him as badly as he wanted you, and suddenly a dark lot didn’t seem like the worst place in the world to get fucked.
gator pushed his pants down, freeing his hard thick cock from his boxers and immediately wrapped his large hand around himself. his head tilted back on the head rest as he moaned, stroking himself and smearing the pre-cum all over the head. the sight made you desperate and needy, arousal coating the insides of your thighs as you began to shift to get on top of him. once you climbed into his lap, your shaky hands immediately found his dick. you guided him to your entrance, and his hands were clamping down onto your hips, long fingers digging into your skin hard enough to make little bruises.
the second you felt the tip of him enter your desperate pussy, you both gasped. you kept moving down slowly, letting your body adjust to the overwhelming size of him. moans fell from your lips every second, the stretch so intense it bordered on pain. gator rolled his hips, thrusting upwards until you were completely full of him. every inch of his long fat cock swallowed whole by your tight and wet pussy. you began to whimper, and crushed your mouth to his to silence some of the desperate sounds you were making.
his tongue slid into your mouth, teeth biting gently at your top lip. gators hands were everywhere, but they focused on your ass. he gripped hard, guiding your movements slowly to set a perfect pace for him while drawing his palm back to smack hard at the soft flesh.
he muttered against your lips while he was smacking your ass “that’s it, move that sweet ass for me. i love when you fuck yourself on my dick”
you attempted to ride him more, attempted to bounce up and down on that thick length, but it was too much. too overwhelming. everytime you lifted yourself up, your thighs burned and trembled, managing to travel an inch or two before sinking back down. you were moaning wildly in the dark car, the sounds muffled against the force of his sweet mouth.
gator let out a soft laugh, amused. “too much for ya? too big? mmm. that’s how i like it. watchin you struggle to take it makes me wanna fuck ya even harder.” his hands tightened, and he fucked up into you again. the force of it making you see stars and your eyes rolled back mindlessly.
you moaned again, louder and breathlessly panting “g-gator, too.. too big..” your eyes were dazed in submission, all soft and pliant for him. gator loved this. gator felt like he was spiraling in most things in his life, so he loved when he had a small sense of control, and you always gave that to him. he loved watching you go blank, turning into nothing but a toy for him to use for his pleasure.
his hand shifted to grab at your throat, pressing into your pulse point slightly “just a sweet dumb cunt for me to fill, ain’t ya?” his rhythm was relentless, his cock hitting your g-spot in a way that was making you coat him in your juices relentlessly, the sounds of your wetness now audible when you’d sink down on him. gator groaned, eyebrows furrowing together as he brought your head closer to his by the grip on your throat “you take it so good, just made to get fucked stupid. wish i could keep you like this forever, dumb and drippin on my dick.”
your hands were clawing at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin while your brain was too fucked out to speak anymore. you were begging for more, for less, and for release all at the same time. he stared at you and bit down on his lower lip, a smirk forming as his hand left your throat, and two fingers slid up your jaw towards your lips. he pried your lips open and tilted your head back, you watched as he lifted his head and brought his lips to hover over yours before gathering saliva in his mouth and spitting it directly into yours. you opened wide and obedient, wanting to swallow anything he could give you. you felt the pleasure run through your body, going straight to your pussy, feeling it clench and flutter around his cock where it was buried deep inside of you.
“fuck, you love that, huh?” gators eyes were locked on throat, watching you swallow, before thrusting harder into you. your body jolting upwards and into his chest, breasts falling out of your sundress and into his face.
his hand left your jaw and hip and went straight to your tits, kneading them and pinching your nipples as you gasped in response. his palm came down and smacked against your left tit, a red mark already forming as you whimpered from the sensation. they continued bouncing in his face as his other hand made contact with your right tit. it was an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and pain, and it caused the tension in you to snap. your legs began to tremble and your stutter from where you were riding him, body shuddering as you coated his cock in your cum, clenching around his thick length tightly. a loud moan left your lips as your head tilted back and his mouth attached to you, sucking on your nipple, hollowing his cheeks as his tongue flicked back and forth.
it was overwhelming, all you could do was beg. “pl- please, gator.. please..” you weren’t sure what exactly it was you were begging for.
“yeah, fuckin’ beg, so pretty when you’re all broken on my dick. such a filthy mouth.” his eyes were so dark, completely filled with lust as he destroyed your pussy and brought his hand up to stick two of his thick fingers past your lips and down your throat. you gagged around him, saliva and drool seeping out the corners of your mouth as gator fucked you dumb and his tongue darted out to lick the drool dripping down your chin.
the sight of you completely full of him, gagging around his fingers, and your pussy clenching hard on him was it for gator. you felt him begin to speed up, thrusts becoming uncontrolled before his eyebrows furrowed together and his eyes squeezed shut. a low groan fell from his pretty swollen lips as he slammed his dick into you one last time, burying himself as deep as he could. you could feel the hot release of his cum soaking inside of you, a thick flow that seemed to go on forever. his hands were back on your hips, gripping and holding you exactly where he wanted as he came inside of your pussy. his forehead dropped to your shoulder right after, and his breath was coming out in heavy pants.
“christ…fuckin’ ruined you, didn’t i? dumb, drippin, and full of cum. just how i like ya’” his breath felt hot on your skin. slowly he began to help you lift off of him and back into the passenger seat as you began to adjust your dress.
“ready t’go home, sugar? can’t wait to see ya all glistening and spread out on my bed. got plans for that sweet pussy.”
you fought back a smile as you looked out the window, he was always so starving for you, even when he had an actual meal on the table in front of him.
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