Hiiii!!! Meet my dampire girl oc - Esther Moonlust(Ravenbeak) ! Her mother is human and father is vampire, but she lived all her life with vampires and now in toxic yuri situation with vampire princess Annabelle Moonlust! She really dreams of killing her wife! 💋💋💋
Synopsis: Idia absolutely loves it when you get all dolled up. You just look so stunning that he has to fuck you now.
Warning! Porn no plot, clothed sex, spit, praise, ruined makeup, pussydrunk!Idia, hints of edging
It was one thing to roleplay with Idia, and it was another to fuck you while you were dolled up.
Yet again, how did he manage to convince you to have sex in such a pretty outfit? You don't know either. Something about pretty boys begging on their knees or something.
And now you find yourself lying comfortably on his bed as he buried his nose onto your clothed pussy. Idia kept babbling about how he doesn't want to soil your outfit, wanting to preserve the beauty of it while he fucked you senseless.
“Idia… Hurry up, come on…” Your thighs trembled with anticipation; the way his cold fingers ghosted over your barely exposed skin had you writhing for more. The asshole sure took his time, and it was pissing you off more.
He dragged his tongue along the slit of your pussy, dampening your panties even more. A guttural moan escaped his lips, hands gripping the hem of your lacy skirt. Who gave you the right to look so disgustingly beautiful? And all of this was for him? Surely, there's some sort of catch to this.
His fingers moved your panties aside, whining loudly at the sight of your drenched pussy. “So pretty, gonna fuck this pretty pussy so good…” Idia was babbling again, that filthy mouth of his spewing nonsense that only riled you up more.
He still had the decency to prep you, his slender fingers thrusting into you with fervor. His lips found yours in a searing kiss, swallowing every moan that slipped out of your mouth. Idia absolutely adored you and everything you do for him. Each kiss had its own praise, and it only served to make you dizzier.
His lips traveled lower, leaving marks all over your neck and collarbone. Idia dared not to remove even a single accessory from your body. He wanted it all on while he fucked you senseless. You were simply too pretty for him. All dressed up in a puffy lace dress with thigh highs that hugged your legs so deliciously. Fuck, all of this was for him?
“Gonna fuck you s'good… So pretty just for me…”
His hands quickly fumbled on his pants, letting his hard cock spring out from its confines. He gave it a few strokes before aligning it to your entrance and thrusting in without another thought. Idia didn't wait for you to adjust—the warm feeling that surrounded his cock was enough for him to lose all control.
His words mixed with the way he whimpered so pathetically had you clenching down on his cock. God, he was so sexy like this, fucking you into oblivion while he kept on repeating how pretty you were. The praise immediately got into your head, and you only ever wanted to hear him say such things about you. The more he talked, the closer you got to your climax.
“Shi—! Idi—close, so so so clos—!” You could barely contain your moans anymore. Every time he drove his cock deeper, he had you screaming his name. Who knew an introverted man like him would be so good at fucking you?
Despite the haziness in Idia's mind, he didn't want this to end so quickly. He immediately stopped his thrusts, taking a few deep breaths as he looked down at you. Eyes raking in your clothed figure—what did he do to deserve such a beautiful woman?
“Not yet… I don't want this to end…” Idia buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling the sweet perfume you always wore. His hips grinded slowly into your pussy, repeatedly hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves. “Don't come yet, okay? You can do that for me, right?” His words were sickeningly sweet. Your head nodding vigorously at his request.
Instead of pounding your pussy, his hips thrust slowly. Pulling out until the tip was only inside before shoving it again. Idia kept repeating this with a slow rhythm. His hands holding your leg up to drive his cock deeper. Fuck, you feel so good. He could feel his cock melting at very time he thrust back in.
His lips began to press kisses along your legs, nipping at your stockings, pulling them slightly before releasing them with a snap. The sharp pain from it causes you to whimper along with his slow yet harsh thrusts.
You could barely hold it together. You needed to come so bad. “Pl-please… Fuck! Id—! Let me co—ahh!—ome!” Tears began to stream down your cheeks; the mascara you wore dripped along, painting a streak of black on your face.
You just had to get prettier. The sight of your ruined makeup made him snap, his hands now placing you into a mating press as he pounded your abused pussy. The feeling of his cock getting deeper made your mind go blank. You could only remember his name with how much you wanted to orgasm.
“Wanna come for me? Gon’ look so pretty cre-creaming all over my cock…”
Each filthy word had you closer to the edge. It wasn't until Idia grabbed your face, forcing your mouth open as he let his spit drip into your mouth, that you came. Your body tensing beneath him as your cunt clenched and spasmed around his cock.
Your own orgasm triggered his. Idia immediately pulled out, pumping his cock a few more times before coming all over your clothes. His hazy eyes caught a glimpse of how stunning you looked covered in his cum, his body immediately flopping on top of you.
“Ugh, Idia, you ruined my dress!” Your words seemed to go unnoticed by the man on top of you. Seemingly mumbling something incoherent. “GG, 10/10 would go again."
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