You're sitting up on your bed doing homework when you start to shift uncomfortably. Elliot is downstairs with the baby while you work on your philosophy essay that was due last week. Luckily, since you gave birth your professors have been very lenient with you and when you get your work in. You didn't want to take advantage of the opportunity the other students weren't getting, so you tried to balance everything. But with the baby, school, work and Elliot, it all became a lot that some things slipped through the cracks. Like your own well being.
You were in deep thought, typing away on your laptop when you suddenly see a figure cross the hall, thinking nothing of it until Elliot steps in the room,
"He's down," he says turning on the baby monitor. "How's it going?"
"It's going," you say as you feel him climb up your stretched out legs. You instinctively hit save on the essay as he's slowly puling the device from your lap and closing it. He lazily makes his way up the rest of your body, plopping his head on your chest. You immediately wince in pain,
"OW! Elliot, ow. Get off real quick." He sits up with concern as you go to gently cup your breast. Your face scrunches as they ting with pain the second your hands make contact.
"Jesus Christ."
Elliot soon realizes the problem, mentally kicking himself for not checking on you more and forcing you to do the basics.
'When did you last pump, babe?"
"I don't know. I don't even know what time it is."
"I'll take that as more than 4 hours. Y/n, that's not good."
"No shit, Elliot. I just need to make it stop," you say on the verge of tears.
"Okay, alright," he says getting off the bed. He retrieves the pump off the shelf and brings it back to you. He sits on the side of the bed and gently helps you pull your sports bra past your breasts and over your head. You lean back in slight relief and close your eyes for a second, completely oblivious to the buds of milk seeping from your sensitive nipples.
Elliot notices immediately before kissing your forehead, down to your cheek, lips, and jaw. You briefly forget about the pain as his kisses make their way down your collarbone and to the plain of your chest before kissing the top of your tit.
Your eyes fling open at the sudden pressure and look down at him. He's looking back at you before ever so gently swipping his tongue across your nipple, licking up the leakage. You don't protest and he latches his lips around your pulsating bud, sucking lightly. The moan his throat elicits runs through your whole body as you watch him feed.
He brings his right hand to cup the side of your left tit when he switches sides. Your clit begins to pulsate at the intimacy that is being shared between you two. You've never felt a sensation like this and with the pain going away at a more rapid speed, you can't help but let out an audible moan.
Elliot smiles against your supple chest as his other hand makes its way past the waistband of your leggings. You slouch a bit more, allowing him better access. His skillful fingers start to massage your clit as he takes turns between each breast; sucking and running his tongue along your nipple in a flickering motion.
Your hand reaches for the back of his head when the pressure on your clit starts to deepen. It's not long before you're soaking his fingers in your cream and arcing your chest into his mouth. He takes his hand from your bottoms and puts his fingers in your mouth, letting you taste yourself.
The pain in your breasts have completely subsided when you feel Elliot detach. He removed his finger from your mouth and connects his lips to yours. Your eyes open widely again when you feel the warm liquid flowing past his lips. You moan again and drink in what he has to offer you.
Warnings: Language, thruple, oral (MR), breath-play, Dom!sub, slight smut, face-fucking, slapping, choking, THIS IS FICTION
"Sit."
"Y/N, sit," he tells you again.
You're still standing, staring him in his deep eyes as you feel two hands on your shoulders roughly pushing you to your knees,
“He said sit. You can't be so patient with her when she's like this. She wants to test you." Eddie circles around to your front where your probing eyes follow his every move. He's right, you would test Buck because he was a sucker for his princess. Eddie on the other hand had practice when it came to Christopher, so he wasn't as easy to pull one over on.
Eddie was definitely the disciplinarian when it comes to you. Buck hated when you lied to him and he had to put you over his knee, but Eddie explained that Buck was setting his boundaries. Since then, he was more quick to put you in your place than before.
You weren't a stranger to little pops in the mouth when you got too mouthy. You welcomed it because it brought you back to center and they knew that. You and Eddie liked to push each other's limits. With Buck...you never wanted to disappoint him, but everyone makes mistakes.
"You have to remember that you're in charge. She wants this."
"Fuck you," you whispered under your breath. You're suddenly pulled up to your feet with two hands wrapped around the front and back of your neck. Your feet come off the floor for half a second before his snarling voice is in your ear,
"What the fuck did you just say?" He loosens his grip to let you breathe for a second while you make eye contact with Buck. His eyes are almost pleading with you to be good. You side eye Eddie who tightens his grip once again. He releases and you're still looking at him with intense attitude,
“I said ‘Fuck You’,” you whisper; voice a little strained. Buck hung his head low and stood up from his spot on the couch. He walked over to you and sternly connected his palm with your cheek. Eddie growled and pushed you back to your knees. Buck walked behind you and held your hands behind your back.
Eddie grabbed your jaw and started to unzip his pants,
“Open.” He says sternly. You stay tight lipped when Eddie looks to Buck. From behind, Buck locks your wrists in one hand and uses the other to plug your nose. Your narrowed eyes dart to Buck who’s looking down at you, as if to say “Try me”.
And that you do. See, you swam all 4 years of high school, so you close your eyes and concentrate on your heartbeat. This frustrates them both and Eddie’s hands are back around your throat. You already couldn’t breathe, but the new amounts of pressure started to become too much.
You reluctantly take a giant breath through your mouth and they let go when Eddie, without warning, shoves his cock into your gaping hole. He immediately starts thrusting roughly in and out of your throat, punishing your tongue for the disrespectful phrase that passed it.
With all the gagging, tears run freely down your cheeks, but they couldn’t care less. Buck almost mocked you by wiping a tear and sucking his tear stained fingers. He places his hands back to the sides of your head and lets Eddie continue to snap his hips against your chin.
You couldn’t help but start to rub your thighs together when your hand suck between you legs. You felt a sharp slap to your cheek when you look up,
“I knew you were a fucking whore. Only whores need to touch their pussy when getting fucked in the throat.”
“Mmmm, is someone ready to apologize. That’s the only way you get to cum, Princess,” Buck says.
A contented moan vibrates Eddie’s cock in response as your eyes slowly close. He slaps your cheek gingerly, wanting a verbal yet garbled answer, “Mmph, Plea-se, Dad-dy. I’m sorry.” He bites his cheek at your reply and gives you praise,
“Good fucking Girl.” He takes over Buck’s placement on your head and positions his hands on top of your head, pulling it to meet his thrusts.
Your hand dives under your leggings to find your dripping cunt, aiming for your clit. Each circle you rub around your clit sends your higher and higher up that peak as Eddie keeps fucking your mouth going further with each thrust.
You hear Buck unzip his jeans and you immediately reach your other hand out to stroke him. Eddie briefly releases your head and you take the opportunity to spit on Buck’s cock, lubing it up and continue stroking.
“Awe, fuck, I’m gonna-“ Eddie cums forcefully down your throat as you pick up speed on your clit. Feeling his cum flood your mouth made you clit throb wanting its own release. Eddie keeps fucking your throat, savoring the feel of his cum mixing with your spit with each pump. So slick and warm. You swallowed him down with a great need.
He bottomed out one last time before pulling out of your throat. You inhale deeply while still working on your clit when your hand is snatched away. You let out an audible whine before Buck repositions you in front of him this time,
“I never got my sorry,” he said stroking your jaw. His thumb lightly traced your spit covered lips before you take it in and lightly suck. You look up at him with yearning eyes, wanting him to see that you’re sorry.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” you say with his thumb still on your tongue. He bends down and kisses you on the forehead before he cuts off your air with his cock abruptly.
Buck chuckles darkly as you start to twist and wither around helplessly, breathing in nothing but his cock. Your hand reconnects to your clit, still rubbing away at your dripping cunt. You start to struggle more. Your lungs desperately needing air, but you feel yourself slowly starting to cum.
Just as black spots start shadowing your eyesight, your shaking body soon stills as you circle your clit one last time. Fireworks shock you from the inside out as you hit your peak. Buck drags his cock from your throat allowing air to flood your lungs furthering the intense climax.
He hovers over you, painting your face and tongue with his pleasure before sliding into your throat one last time. He savors the pull out and turns back onto the couch with Eddie.
You wipe the stray cum off your face and into your mouth before running the back of your hand across your lips. You submissively crawl to Eddie and nuzzle your face in his lap. His hand meets the back of your head before gently stroking and petting. He then turns to Buck,
A/N: WELCOME TO KINKTOBER 2022! I'm a few days late, but I am catching up between now and tomorrow. Please enjoy this 3.6k word porno because it's got zero plot.
WARNINGS: PLUS SIZE READER, Language, SMUT, PWP, surprise female director, Fem director fisting reader (ass and pussy), Double penetration (ass and pussy), boot licking, foot to face, Double penetration (ass and ass), Slapping, spitting, choking, oral (M receiving), squirting (slurping up squirt), Vibrator wand, throatpie, facial, cum in eye, creampie, IT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING. I'M SO SORRY (MINORS DNI)
"Hey Daphne, we're ready for you," the producer says to you at your vanity.
"Oh okay!" You stand up and adjust your skirt before following him out of the green room. You walk down the dingy hallway before you start to see bright lights and hear more chatter. The makeup artist on set ushered you to the chair in the middle of the room and you sat down. She added a bit more powder and gloss to your look,
"Are you excited?"
"I'm so nervous!"
"Don't be. Everyone here is a professional and you know Scarlett would burn them at the stake if they hurt one of her girls."
"Yeah I guess that's true...."
"You'll do great. Just let loose and have fun," she said with a wink. She took a slight step back to look at her work and when she was satisfied, she gave your knee a light squeeze before walking away.
"Alright, everyone quiet on set! We're gonna get this thing started." This was the first time you heard Scarlett speak today and her voice sent waves through your body. After she got situated in the Director's chair next to the camera, she started talking to you.
"Alright Sweetie, we're about to shoot the first interview right now. Don't worry, it'll just be me and you talking; trying to get a better feel as to who you are, what brought you here, etc. Sound good?"
"Sounds perfect," you say flashing your winning smile.
"Alright, everyone quiet! Hit lights, roll camera. Let me see how that looks," she says to the cameraman. She gives you a thumbs up while still looking in the viewfinder before turning back to you,
“Hi there.”
“Hiiii, hehe,” you nervously say.
“What’s your name, Love?”
“I’m Daphne Rose.”
“And Daphne are you over 18?”
“Yes I am. I just turned 22.”
“Oh perfect! Well can I just say that you are so fucking cute. Like so adorable.”
“Oh thank you so much.”
“You are very welcome. So Daphne, you know why you’re here, right? I mean you’re here to get fucked.”
“By 4 guys.”
“Yeah haha! Well, more like 4 beasts.”
“Ohhh my gosh, haha.”
“So tell me what brought you to Lovemefuckme.com. Was it fantasies? Was it a boyfriend who was a little rough and you realized ‘hey, this turns me on’? Or what was it that made you want to shoot with such a rough company?”
“Ummmm, I guess a little bit of all of it. I’ve had these sort of darker, 'struggle to get away’ fantasies for as long as I could remember. All of my boyfriends were never rough enough, so I think that’s why the want for this experience still lingers. Plus I mean, in the "real world" you don't always have 4 guys willing to throw you around and fuck you safely. I think that's really important when it comes to acting out darker fantasies. And I feel super safe with you, so I know I'll be more willing to put on the show of "No I really don't want this" while keeping my legs open and welcoming cocks, haha!"
"That's super hot. And trust me, you do not have to tell these guys twice about being rough. Have you ever been gangbanged or DP'd before?"
"No! I've never even had a threesome, so having two cocks in me at once or even in the same hole is what I'm shooting for!"
"Amazing. Hopefully we can stretch you out to do that. How tall are you, if you don't mind me asking."
"I'm barely 5'6."
"Oh they're gonna have fun with your little ass. Two of our guys are 6'5."
"Holy shit," you say squirming in your chair and rubbing your legs together.
"Nuh uh. I see that. No cheating," Scarlett warns.
"Sorry!" you say with a small giggle.
"And we can cut this part out if you want, but how much do you weigh?"
"I'm 230. But that's another reason I'm here. I've seen plus size models get roughed up and tossed around like nothing on the site and girls like me have a hard time finding that in society. So, I'm really looking forward to that!"
"Yeah, you are one of our smaller plus size models so the guys will have no problem at all rocking your little world. I mean you know we practically work with anyone who is consenting and over 18. We've had petite, plus size, milfs, mature, trans. The list goes on. But they're all here for the same reason you are; to live out their taboo fantasy safely...and get paid for it."
"Oh yeah the money is just a bonus!"
"Money is going to be the last thing on your mind, but I promise you will get paid for the work you do. Speaking of money, since this is a struggle scene I am offering you incentives to not get fucked."
"To not get fucked?"
"Exactly, so if you can last the whole shoot without a cock in your pussy, ass or mouth then that's an instant $1,000 bonus on top of what you're already making. If you just so happen to escape from the room, meaning past the camera and production crew, then that's an extra $4,000. So in total, you can make up to $5,000 plus your set salary. How does that sound?"
"Oh wow! I really wanted to get fucked, but 5 grand sounds a little better!"
"That's what they all say," she said with a grin.
"Now that we've gone over the basics, it's time to talk about your safe words. Do you remember them?"
"Yes. It's 'Red' if i want to stop, 'Mercy' or 'Yellow' to slow down or change something and 'Uh Uh Uh' if I have something in my mouth."
"Perfect. And make sure to really emphasize the head shake with 'Uh Uh Uh'. If you get nervous, just look to me and I'll try to center you back. Please know that you can use your safe word as many times as you need to and that it does not make you a weak model. It could be as simple as you have an eyelash in your eye to needing more lube. If you need to use them, please do not hesitate, okay?"
"Okay," you say with a sweet smile.
"Alright, well I think that about covers it. Are you ready?"
"I'm so ready."
"Okay, we'll call you back in about 20 minutes."
"Perfect!"
*20 minutes later*
You were back on set in the middle of the room. There was a small light behind the production crew that was positioned in a way that darkened your surroundings but lit you up. You could tell you weren't alone due to the heavy breathing coming from different directions in the room. You started to vibrate with excitement and fear at the same time.
"Alright, you ready?! Remember, 1,000 bucks to not get any cocks inside of you and $4,000 if you get past me. Once a cock is in you, there's no need to fight them off because you already lost that money. Just enjoy it. You have until the end of the shoot to get out. No biting, no scratching, no throwing elbows. Ready? GO!"
You let out a small squeal before running toward the crew. You get maybe 2 feet before the overhead lights are turned on and an arm is reached out and you're tugged back by your waist. Your feet come slightly off the floor as you're yanked back into the biggest man's torso. You see a tall, buff blonde come a pull one of your legs, followed by the shorter blonde doing the same; causing you to start bucking your legs.
They laugh at your attempts as the curly haired brunette comes and pulls your top down, exposing your black bra. They all let out a growl as he starts to knead your clad tit. You're still squirming in their embrace, trying to get free but to no avail. You arch your back and the man behind you grips tighter,
"Stop fighting. You've already lost," he says in your ear.
"Fuck you guys! No, I haven't!"
"Fuck us? Fuck us?" He yanks you back toward the bed, but the other men still have your legs.
"Let her go, guys. Let her go. You heard her, she wants to fuck us." They all release and you and Pablo flop back on the bed, your arms still behind your back. He wraps his legs around yours and holds them open. His hand goes around your neck, the other locking your arms as Henry tears your underwear at the hips and rips them off.
Alex and Chris begin taking off your shoes before taking turns ripping your tank top down your chest, leaving glorious red streaks in the process. Alex tugs at the center of your bra and it pops open. His and Henry's hands go straight for your nipples, tugging and flickering them. You're still struggling as your are now butt naked. Chris starts to rub your clit roughly.
"Alright, someone get a dick inside of her," Pablo says as Chris unzips his pants and pulls out his throbbing cock. He positions himself between your legs and attempts to infiltrate your hole. You're still struggling as much as you can, making it difficult for him to execute.
The other three were still laughing at your attempts to get free. Chris repositions himself and starts to rub the head of his cock over your hole.
Scarlett yelled from the other side of the room, "Remember, 1,000 bucks! Don't let those cocks in you."
"You have a cock in you yet?" Pablo asked from behind you.
"Basically," you said with a smile.
"She's fucking tight," Chris says, still probing at your cunt. You let out a small laugh that turned into a moan when you felt the warm sting of Chris finally entering your pussy. He shows no mercy in his movements as he begins fucking you. Alex and Henry both have their cocks out and are stroking them, watching Chris have his way with you.
He thrusts relentlessly in you a few more times before he tells someone else to tag in. Henry races and untangles your legs from Pablo; growling as he pulled you farther on your back. Pablo still had your arms, but Henry placed your legs on one of his shoulders. His hand replaced Pablo's around your neck and he begins to pound you harder than Chris.
You can't help but stare up at Henry's curls bouncing up and down. You're snapped out of your daze when you feel Alex reach his hand between your bodies and grip your tit. Henry goes balls deep one last time before he pulls out. Alex grabs your hair and pulls you from the bed and to your knees. He turns your head towards Henry, forcing you to taste yourself.
You happily slurp his cock, tasting the pleasure your body secreted before you take him deeper; bobbing your head up and down. He pushes you off and tells you to find dicks. You reach out both hands and welcome them like you said earlier.
You're suddenly pulled up by the hair on the nape of your neck and yanked backwards by Pablo. You briefly look him in his eyes before he spit roughly on your cheek. You smile wide before he pushes you back on the bed. You land on your stomach when your ankle is caught and pulled back so you're back on the floor.
Alex pulls your hips up so you're on your knees and easily slides his cock in your sopping cunt. He lets out a grunt and bottoms out immediately. The grip he had on your hips was monstrous, but his cock felt too good to care. Pablo placed his boot on your jaw and you stick out your tongue to lick it. Alex repositions one of his hands and starts to have a hold on your shoulder. He starts to watch you lick the boot of the behemoth of a man and spits towards your face. You swipe it into your mouth and hold your fingers there as the familiar coil in your stomach starts to form.
You're moaning around your fingers when your eyes roll back.
"Are you cumming?" Pablo asks, leaning down. "Is she cumming?"
"Oh she's fucking cumming," Alex says.
"Don't let her cum," Henry calls out. Alex roughly pulls out of you and you moan in disagreement, but your orgasm was too close and your moan soon turns to pleasure.
"Did you fucking cum anyway?" Chris asks. You could't even regain your composure before you're trying to stand and escape. Chris and Henry push you back to the ground and Pablo is on you in less than a second. You're picked up and thrown back down, Pablo on your back. You heard his zipper go down,
"Since you still want to get away, I'll just make sure you can't." He spit in his hand you feel the head of his cock teasing your ass before thrusting in and giving no time to adjust. You let out a loud squeal while all the other men started whooping and cheering.
You were thrown around in all different positions before you were covered in sweat, your own cum and spit. You were almost out of it when a fully naked Henry came and slammed you against the wall face first. Pablo couched on your right and lifted your leg on his shoulder while Henry pounded your gaping ass. You ended up cumming again without permission and he yanked his cock out after Pablo told him to get the vibrator.
He lifted you to the position you started the shoot in, Chris and Alex pulling your legs apart once more.
"Get the vibrator." Henry picked up the black Hitachi Wand and held it to your overexposed clit.
Your worlds started to vibrate as your body shook from the wand,
"Ohhhhhh shiiiiitttt!!!!"
"Are you gonna ask to cum this time," Pablo taunted.
"Yes God please! Can I cum! Please let me cum!"
"You can cum, but I wanna see you cum on Scarlett's fist.
She struts on the set and sticks her fist in your mouth,
"Lube it up, bitch." She bends down to your cunt and slowly starts to stretch your pussy with her hand in the #4.
"OH MY GOD! FUCK! OH SHIT!"
"Look at that. Look at your whore cunt. Hold her head up." Pablo listened and shoved your head towards your stretched out pussy to see Scarlett's full fist filling you up.
"OH FUCK! Can I cum? Please can I cum?"
"Cum! Cum!" She encouraged. She kept pumping her fist in and out until you were soaking her forearm in cum. Your eyes were almost demonic as you came for the hardest time that day.
"Mmmmm, can I taste it? I wanna taste it," you say with you tongue out. Her fist is still inside of you when she tells Pablo to lower you back to the floor so you're sitting on her fist. She slowly pulls it out and immediately shoved it in your mouth.
"Taste it you fucking whore. Look at my shirt. Look what you did!" She yelled as she pulled you forward by your hair and onto your stomach. You begin to slurp up your squirt from the floor and swallow it. You do it again but this time she tells you to hold it in you mouth. She sits you back on your butt and opens your legs wide before attaching the wand back to your sensitive clit.
"Gargle that shit." You waste no time in following her command. You swallow it again and her hand is back down your throat. You begin to fight her and Chris comes and holds your arms. You try to talk but it comes out in gargles,
"What? Hmmm? What are you trying to tell me?" she asks as she turns off the wand. "You think I care that you want to breathe?"
"You should fist her ass too," you hear Henry say from behind Scarlett. She pulls her hand from your mouth and rubs your spit all over your face. She does it again and goes deeper down your throat,
"I'm gonna fist every hole you have. Turn her over."
Chris flips you over and Pablo and Alex each take a leg. Chris places his knee on your head to prevent you from moving at all. You feel Scarlett spit on your tight ass for good measure before she makes the same #4 shape with her hand and begins forcing her fist in your hole.
You begin to struggle against all of them and Henry comes and places his foot on your hips, holding them down.
"Ahh...ahhhh! Ow! Ow! OW!"
"We don't respond to 'Ow', bitch," you hear Pablo say. You still struggle when you hear Scarlett say to relax. You try your best, but the stretch is too much. She grabs your hips and put you on your knees to get a different angle.
The camera zoomed in on her fist and your hole, struggling to fit it. She keeps applying pressure, encouraging you to take it.
"It's almost in. Don't puss out on me now. Sit back on it." You angle your hips down and start to meet her in the middle.
"Ow ow ow ow ow!"
"It's almost in. It's almost in.....little more. There it is! Fucking A, that is a tight ass!" She gently pulls it out and Chris reaches for her hand before shoving it in is own mouth.
He turned you over and Scarlett's hand went around your neck before reaching for the wand once more,
"You wanna get fucked again, huh? Beg for it, bitch. Say 'Please Mommy Scarlett, let them stuff my holes' ", she says as she grips your hair and pulls your head back and forth.
"Please Mommy Scarlett! Please let them fuck my whore holes!"
"Look in the camera! I wanna see you beg me when I'm editing this."
"Please Mommy Scarlett! Please let them fuck my whore holes."
She made you cum once again and threw the wand down. Both of her hands wrapped around your throat, cutting off the air supply,
"You got me on camera with no makeup, my hair isn't done. Who the fuck do you think you are?" She asks releasing your throat and spitting in your face.
"Fuck her!" she yells before walking back to the director chair. You're yanked back to the bed, straddling Chris as he pulls you to his chest and Pablo comes up behind you. You feel Chris enter your pussy and Pablo slides easily into your stretched out ass. They fuck you like that for a few minutes while you choke on Alex's cock and stroke Henry.
You feel Chris slip out of your cunt and Pablo positions your hips down on his cock. What they're doing doesn't register until you feel Chris also poking at your ass. Pablo is still lowing your hips on their cocks before they both let out a loud moan and your eyes roll back. They relentlessly pound your tightest hole before switching with Alex and Henry.
These two are smaller than the other two, but the stretch and gape is still accomplished. Alex pulls out of your ass when Henry tells you to turn around on his cock and face the camera. With your legs open, Alex quickly switches between your pussy and ass while rubbing your clit.
"Oh fuck! I'm cumming! Please can I cum?! Please FUCK!" They give you the green light and you're cumming and soaking their cocks like the dirty cock whore you are. You're pulled off the bed and to your knees on the floor. A cock is shoved in your mouth and down your throat before another one is forcing it's way in.
Above you, Pablo grabs the corners of your mouth and pulls them in to a makeshift smile.
"Smile for the camera, Daphne." Henry comes behind you and pulls your mascara smeared eyes open and you look in the camera with two cocks in your mouth. Pablo pulls his out and allows Alex to grab your head and use your throat like a pussy. His hips are snapping against your chin before he pulls out and strokes above you. He starts moaning loudly before shoving your nose to meet his hips, bottoming out in your throat as he releases his cum into your stomach.
The other three are stroking their cocks when Chris runs to you and squirts his cum on your face, hitting you in the eye. You wipe your eye and suck the cum off your index finger. Henry found that arousing and made your beautiful pupils his ultimate target. He moaned and came hard as you welcomed the warm, powerful sting to your orbs. This time you didn't wipe it out and looked to the last one.
Pablo pulled you up on the bed and forced you down on your back. He placed of your legs on his shoulder and shoved his cock deep in your pussy, before doing what Alex did and stretched out both holes.
"You were a real fucking whore today. Taking 4 huge cocks from grown ass men. Letting our fucking director have her way with you." He started grunting as his movements became sporadic. You came one last time with his cock in your ass while the contractions trigger his own orgasm.
You feel the warm cum ooze from his cock and coat your walls. He pulls out and you push out the creampie, putting on one last show for the room. You collapse back on the bed and the camera zooms in on your face; eyes fading shut as Scarlett yells,
"Wake up, Y/n. Wake up," Eddie said lowly as he stroked a strand of hair behind her ear. She started to stir when she opened her eyes and saw the love of her life smiling back at her.
"Hi," she said sweetly, stretching her limbs out a little bit. Now more awake, she looked at the alarm clock and it read 4:13am,
"What are you doing awake?”
“Well!” He said springing off the bed in his tighty whities, “I found something, mmmmmrather interesting.”
She sat up on her elbows, “Mmmmmmwhat did you find?” She mocked jokingly. Her eyes went wide when he pulled out,
“Eddie, I can explain,” she began to reason.
“Oh Dear, Y/n. There is nothing you could possibly say that would take away the pain of this purple thrusting vibrator sized hole in my heart,” he said dramatically while clutching his chest as if in agony.
She tried to stifle her giggle before her expression changed, eyes shifting to the drawer behind him. Eddie followed her eyes and then back to her,
“There’s more, isn’t there?” He said backing up to the drawer.
“Eddie, no!” She said trying to save herself from embarrassment.
He flung the drawer open and rummaged through its contents, finally finding a pair of fluffy handcuffs and a dildo.
“Yeah, you’ll do.” He said pulling the dildo from its resting place. He made his way back over to the bed and pulled her down on her back by her ankles.
He kissed up her calves and and up to the insides of her thighs before licking a stripe on her panty clad pussy. He looked up at her silently asking if he could proceed and she nodded. He pulled her panties down and threw them somewhere in the moonlit room.
Eddie grabbed the dildo and teased it over her clit, exciting a moan from her beautiful lips. He briefly put it down and made his way up the rest of her body, squeezing one tit in his hand in the process. He kissed and nipped and the burning flesh on Y/n’s neck. He bit down on the artery that leads to her heart and her back arched off the bed.
Y/n, turned her head to the side to lock her lips to his. In the midst of the make out session, Eddie slowly moved his hand back down to her soaking cunt. He teased her clit once more with his fingers before plunging two in.
“Oh fuck” she gasped out.
He removed his fingers, putting one in his mouth and one in hers so she could taste herself. He grabbed the dildo and brought to her mouth to suck on. He twisted and prodded at her tonsils with it, pulling it out when he was satisfied it was wet enough.
He readjusted their bodies on the bed so she was more cuddled into him on her back. That way he could perfectly see how good he’s making her feel.
He pushed the dildo in her tight cunt and she drank it in, no problem. Eddie thrusted it in and out a few times before he saw her face start to contort,
“Does that feel good, baby? Tell me how it feels,” he said deeply in her ear.
“So fucking good! Please go faster.” He listened to her plea and sped up his movements. He then saw the vibrator paying next to them and reaches over her to retrieve it. He turned it on a medium setting and placed it on her already throbbing clit.
She lost out a small scream and all he could think was how lucky they are to be home alone tonight.
He rode out her orgasm before kissing her on the head and going back down her body. She hears the vibrator again and tried to move her hips back, but he was faster and stronger.
“Oh no, Baby. Since you like these so much, we’re gonna have a little fun tonight.”
Ma’am I currently have covid so I’m chillin my room & was wondering if you could possibly take the time out to write some disrespectful dirty af smut for my mans Pablo? Like make up sex type shet 🥵🥵😏😏
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A/N: Woooooww! This is so overdue! I really hope you're feeling better, Lovey ❤️
I tried explaining the whole way home that women gawk at him all the time and that I got used to it, but he's having none of it.
This all started at the event we went to tonight. One of his costars was making googly eyes my cleavage the whole night and Pablo took notice. What drove it home was when we pulled into the driveway and our neighbor Joseph made a comment about how we both looked nice, me especially.
Pablo shook his head with his signature smirk and I knew I would have to be doing some groveling tonight.
He walks through the door with a huff, not bothering to hold it open.
"Um, thanks. Dick." I called out to him when I stopped the door from slamming in my face. I saw him swallow some of what was in his glass before speaking for the first time in a long while,
"You love that shit, don't you?"
I stop in my tracks and turn to face him,
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Them! All of them looking at you. One of which lives right next door. You fuck him yet? Is that why he's trying so hard to be my friend?"
"You're drunk and I'm going to bed. I already said I was sorry for my tits being on full display. What do you want me to do? Get a reduction?"
He brought his glass to his lips once more and raised his eyebrows.
"Fuck. You." I turned back around to stomp up the stairs to decompress. I take off my jewelry and shawl before unzipping the gown I'm in.
I walk in the bathroom and turn on the water. I go under the sink grabbing my favorite body wash and take a much needed shower. When I exit I see Pablo undressing at the dresser, facing the mirror.
I know he didn't mean it in the slightest, but I'm still upset about what he suggested about my breast size so I decide to put on a show for someone who enjoys them in all their glory. Still in my towel, I saunter over to my side of the dresser and grab my favorite body lotion.
In that time, I notice Joseph's office light is on and the blinds are cracked. I walk over to our curtains and open them before sitting on the bed.
To anyone else, it looked like I wanted to let the city lights in, but he knew. They both did. Pablo eyed me in the mirror before looking out the window.
Without a single word, he drags me along out to our balcony where the cool air heats up. He bends me over the balcony and slaps my ass. Pablo pulls down my panties and inserts himself into me.
He grabs my neck and forces me to arch my back as he pounds into me.
"What's my name?"
"Dick."
He grabs my hair, “What’s my name, Y/N?”
“Daddy.” I whimper
“I can’t hear you, princess,” my body shudders and my pussy gets wetter as his grip tightens around my neck.
“Daddy!” I scream out.
“That’s right. Who else makes you feel this good? Hmmm? Tell me.”
I move my arm back to try to slow him down a bit, but he moves it away. I stand up straight and Pablo wraps his free arm around my waist pushing his dick further up into me. My eyes roll the back of my head. He moves to my ear and I can hear his heavy breathing,
“Answer me”
“You, Pablo! Fuck I’m gonna cum!" My vision starts to go dark and he chuckles,
“No you’re not, Baby. You’re gonna hold it like a good girl.” I whine at his words and dig my nails into his tensed muscular thigh.
He exits me and jacks off, letting my cum drip over off his tip. His head falls back at the sensation before making his next command,
“On the chair ass up” I go over to the chair and place my hands on the arm rests. He smacks my ass and I moan. My legs shake as I bite my lip. I feel Pablo enter me again this time a little slower. Making me feel the length of his pulsating cock.
He gives that first good thrust, having my ass bounce back on him which only prompts him to smack it more.
“Daddy that feels so good” I stand on my tippy toes and arch my back further down.
“Bounce on me baby” I begin meeting his thrusts. He slips out of me, but immediately puts it back in getting my closer to my orgasm.
“Fuck you’re so sexy,” he plays with my clit making me shake.
“Can I please cum daddy please.”
“Hold it” he demands. He pounds harder and my eyesight gets weaker.
“Ugh daddy please” my body rattles and Pablo cums balls deep in me. I can’t hold it anymore and I squirt over our feet, inevitably pushing him out. I scream out his name when he flicks his still hard cock over my soaking clit, dragging out the streams of ecstasy. I see Joseph's lights go off, but I don't care. I feel lips press to my shoulder blade with a slight bite and chuckle. Pablo knows he won.
“That’s it, baby. I want it all over me," he smirks before sinking to his knees and lapping me up with licks and slurps. He stands back up and spins me around to make me taste myself. To my surprise, he spits the mixture of our cum into my mouth with the darkest eyes I've seen.
My knees go weak and I moan into his mouth. His hand wraps around my throat one more time,
“You’re mine don’t forget that," he says. Leaving me naked and spent out in the crisp Summer night.
WARNINGS: language, SMUT, mile high club, oral (m receiving), creampie, slight choke kink, voyeurism, public sex
“My god. Can she be any slower? Y/N! Hurry the fuck up!"
"Yooo. How many times I gotta tell you to stop talkin to her like that, bro?"
"She's gonna be the reason we miss this flight."
"So we'll catch the next one. Chill out." Fez tried to reason with his younger brother, but he had to admit that his girl was taking forever. They were supposed to leave at 4:30pm to catch a 9 o'clock flight, but here they sit at home at 5:15.
Another 10 mins passed and not Ashtray was pissed, "So just fuck security then, huh?"
"Alright. I'll go get her," he got up from his spot on the couch and headed up the stairs.
"Baby?" he asked opening their bedroom door. When he looked inside, he saw Y/N almost in a pretzel trying to hold her suitcase closed and zip it at the same time.
He let out a laugh and asked if she need help.
"It's not funny," I said in a whine, "My back hurts."
"Yeah I can see why. Hop up. I'll hold it down and you zip it." I got up with a smile on her face and went to the zipper. Of course I warned him not to push too hard as I had valuable things in there that couldn't get messed up.
Even with the two of us, we still couldn't get it closed.
"What do you have in here?"
"Essentials," I said with a shrug. We both called for Ashtray to come help us and we finally got it closed. Ash yanked it from under Fez and was anything but careful lugging it to the car.
"He's ready to go."
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't do it." He pulled me close to him and planted a kiss on my head and a quick smack to the bum.
We finally get to LAX and through security which took forever since we’re going to a foreign country with a virus still lingering around. When we got to the gate it was about to close, but Ash wiggled his way in and they kept it open for Fez and I. The seats weren’t hard to get to or find since they were in first class. We all got settled in and the first meal was served in less than two hours. After dinner, I found myself falling asleep for a few hours. When I woke up, the cabin lights were off and no one’s tv screens were glowing.
I hummed and stretched softly; glancing around to double check that everyone was still asleep. I took a look at Fez, his eyes closed and headphones on, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. Running my hand along the seat to rest on his thigh. With the career he has, Fezco isn’t a heavy sleeper. I feel him tense up under my touch and he looks down at me, raising an eyebrow. I lean forward, pressing a kiss to his lips and then the nape of his neck.
Fez bites down on his bottom lip, looking around and removing his headphones. I lift my head up to press a kiss to just below his ear, purring softly “c’mon, baby. Everyone's asleep, let's have some fun. Besides, I owe you for being late,” I say as I softly bite his earlobe. He lets out a soft grunt, gulping down slowly and nodding his head. I start to slowly slide my hand up his thigh to rest on his crotch, squeezing his cock through his pants softly. It’s then I feel his hips buckle. Taking that cue, I start undoing his belt, pushing my hand past the waistline of his boxers. I rub my fingers along thick and long his length. He let's out a soft breath, shuttering softly at my touch. I fully grip the base of his cock cock tightly in my hand, his cock twitching in response.
I grin, biting down my bottom lip as I slowly start to pump his cock, tightening my grip towards his tip. Fezco breathes in shallowly, trying his best not to make any noise. I look at him as I feel his cock twitch under my touch again. His eyes shifted closed and that’s when I got an idea. I adjusted my body to where my head was in his lap under the blanket.
“Whoa, baby. Not here.”
“C’mon,” I whisper, “Don’t you want to feel your cock down my throat at 30,000 feet?” I asked him with the most innocent eyes I could muster up in that moment.
“You are so fucking bad,” he said as he lifted his hips to lower his jeans a little more. I giggled to myself as I took him in my warm, wet mouth. I start moaning around him when I feel his precum leaking out onto my tongue. The vibration makes his hips buck and his hand finds its way to my head.
As a reflex I push back, but it doesn't go unnoticed,
"Nuh uh. You wanted this dick, so take it." I loosen my jaw and let him slide to the back of my throat.
"Fuuuuck," he whispers as he feels my head and his hand go down. He holds me there until he feels a pool of saliva on the top of his thigh. He releases my head and cups my cheeks to kiss me.
"Wait for me in the bathroom. Go on." I climb over him to get to the aisle and rush to the lavatory. I quickly switch it to "occupied" until I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, all hell broke loose.
I slam my hand against the airplane bathroom mirror, holding back whimpers and moans as Fezco drives into me from behind. My eyes are rolling back as his fingers find their way into my mouth and down my throat I gag at the intrusion and Fez's head picks up from looking at himself pummeling inside of you at a pace that wasn’t fast enough to create loud sounds. “Be quiet,” he hisses lowly, using his other hand to wrap around my throat.
“I’m—fuck!” I yelp breathlessly as he sharply slams into me, slowing down his space.
“Use your words, princess,” he murmurs, his fingers digging into my skin that would for sure leave bruises.
“I’m cumming,” I whimper quietly, looking back at him as he pulled my hair towards him.
“I know. I can fucking feel it. Fuck,” he mutters and presses his lips against mine, his pace quickening almost immediately. I can’t help but moan louder into his mouth. He lets go of my hair, grasping at my jaw harshly. “You need to keep it down,” he mutters, directing my attention back to the mirror.
What a sight it is. His hand cupping my jaw almost possessively, his dick continuously ramming into my soaking pussy at a rough pace, hair tousled and ruined.
My stomach twisted with pleasure as he lets go of my face and grabs the back of my neck to bend me completely over. I have a death grip on the counter and bite my lip harshly as his hips still while he buries his cock snug into me.
“Ohhh my god,” I moan as my eyes roll once more.
I scratch at the surface as a tingly sensation washes all over me and his tip hits my womb. I feel nothing but pure bliss as he fucks me through my orgasm. Watching as I cream on his dick, Fez pulls me back into his hips roughly while grinding them every which way. My back arches and my ass presses up against his hips, furthering his dick inside my cunt. There’s a dent in his forehead and the grunts he’s letting out almost send me into another orgasm. I look at him in the mirror and beg him to cum for me,
“Fez, please. I want to feel your cum inside me. I wanna grind down on the seat when I feel it start to leak out.”
“Fuck, baby. Keep going.”
“You’re fucking me like the slut I am. So fucking deep. Mmmm.” My bottom lip is tucked between my teeth as I enjoy the rough rocking. I clench around him and he grabs the back of my neck, my face hitting the counter once more.
He fucks me until he’s emptied everything he had into what’s his. He goes and stays balls deep until he starts to soften. When he pulls out, a little cum follows and he swipes it with his finger, pushing it back in. I keep myself on the counter until I have the energy to move and pull up my sweats. Once dressed, Fez places a passionate kiss to my lips before calling me “his good girl”. He peeks his head out to see what he can and gives me the signal when the coast is clear.
We get back to our seats just in time as Ashtray gets up to stretch his legs and comes to our row,
“We almost there?”
I tap my little tv screen and view the map,
“About 6 more hours.” He just rolls his eyes and heads to the bathroom. Fez and I get ourselves back situated when Ash exits the lavatory,
“Yo. Use the other one. It smells like straight fucking in there,” he says as he passes us.
Fez and I look at each other before letting out childlike giggles. We pick a movie and enjoy the rest of the flight.
WARNINGS: language, Black reader but anyone can read, reader's last name is Wesley, spicy gif
"This thing is so uncomfortable," I said shifting my body.
"Rue, it's a suit. It's not supposed to be comfortable. It's supposed to look great. Which it does." Lexi put on my jacket and took a step back to admire her work. With a satisfied smile and a nod, she gave me confirmation that I'm ready for the biggest day of my life.
You see after high school I moved in with Jules after another stint in rehab. Only thing is she was more like my warden instead of my girlfriend, so I packed what shit I had and left in the middle of the night. I know, cowardly. But like introductions, confrontation is very debilitating for me. Especially when sober.
Rehab is where I met Y/N. Well, the bus stop down the block. We talked so much she missed her stop. I knew she would be in my life for a long time after our first sleepover,
"So are you ready to tell me where you were really coming from last week?" She asked me as she brushed my hair.
"I told you. I was at work. You know, at The Raddison," I said nervously taking another chip from the bowl.
"I do know The Raddison because that's where I work and I've never seen you. Trust me, I would know you."
Fuck.
"Fine. I was taking a piss in the alley behind The Raddison." She stopped brushing my hair and looked at me in the mirror,
"Rue. You don't have to tell me where you were, but please don't lie to me. Please."
Why is she so cute when she's setting her boundaries?
"I uh, *clears throat*, I was actually leaving the rehab center on 10th."
"Visiting someone you know?"
"Um, no. Not exactly." She just nodded before starting to finger wave my wet curls.
"You're not going to say anything?"
Y/N placed her hands on my shoulders, "It's not my place to judge you, Rue. We all have a past and present and this just so happens to be yours. You're getting yourself help and that's admirable and what matters."
I gave her a half cocked smile and rested my head on her hand. She placed a kiss on the top of my head and went back to what she was doing.
The next few months we’re pure bliss. I mean yeah we argued like every couple, but it usually ended in a mind blowing fuck session. We couldn’t stay mad at each other. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t secretly relapse, but after hearing how proud she was of me and how she was excited for our future, I couldn’t betray her like that. Who am I? More importantly, who is she?
Now I know what you're thinking, "Jules said the same thing. She was there for you." Thing is, Jules like to be the savior and when she couldn't things got bad. Y/N is a healer. She'll watch you save yourself and be there as a safety rail.
“Rue, baby? It’s time.” I looked at my mother and kissed her on the cheek,
“Thank you for being here.”
“I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. C’mon. You have a wedding to attend.”
I walked out of the bridal room and got photos snapped before walking to the alter. I passed all my friends and what family I had, all wiping tears or rapidly snapping more pictures. The music started playing and I knew I would see my queen in all her glory in less than two minutes.
The audience on the left could see Y/N before I could and they were all gasping and awing. She stopped when he hit the platform, her back turned to me. I watched as the sun illuminated her beautiful brown skin and created a halo around her white dress. She made her way down the rest of the stairs and to the alter with me.
"Hi."
"Hi," I said back with the goofiest smile.
"Are you nervous, Rue Bennett?"
"I feel like this white suit could turn brown at any moment." She let out that beautiful laugh that hooked me to her. We both turned our attention to Gia who was officiating the ceremony.
"The two would like to exchange their own vows."
"Rue, I love you with my whole heart and with a passion that can't be expressed in words, only in kisses, glances, and years of adventure by your side. I promise to be your honest, faithful, and loving wife for the rest of my days. I pledge to honor you, love you, and cherish you as my wife today and every day. Today I say, "I do" but to me that means, "I will." I will take your hand and stand by your side in the good and the bad. I dedicate myself to your happiness, success, and smile. I will love you forever. You are my every dream come true, and I can't wait for the reality we get to build together. I promise to be your guiding light in the darkness, a warming comfort in the cold, and a shoulder to lean on when life is too much to bear on your own. Give me your hand, and I will give you forever. You are loved more than any metaphor can ever try to express—my love, my wife. I vow to always protect you from harm, to stand with you against your troubles, and to look to you when I need protection. I promise to be yours."
I sniffle, take a deep breath and say, " Y/N, you have taught me that two people joined together with respect, trust, and open communication can be far stronger and happier than each could ever be alone. You are the strength I didn't know I needed and the joy that I didn't know I lacked. Today, I choose to spend the rest of my life with you. You have made me the happiest woman in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and help you reach them. I promise to better myself for us and for our future family. I vow to be the woman you deserve."
"Holy shit, Rue," she says trying not to smear her eye makeup. Gia wipes her tears and reaches for the rings. We both say "I do" and are pronounced as Wife and Wife.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my great honor and privilege to introduce you to Mrs. and Mrs. Y/N and Ruby Wesley-Bennett!" The crowd stands up as we walk hand in hand past them.
It's a few hours later and the Mrs. and I just got home. I don't even make it to our bedroom before plopping on the couch and peeling my heels from my soles. Y/N disappears behind me and runs upstairs. I'm slumped on the couch when I hear the bedroom door open, but don't pay attention to it. I hear her heels clicking through the house when I call out, "I thought you were changing, baby."
"I'll be right there," Pablo sighed as he hung up the phone and got off the couch. He grabbed his keys and headed for the restaurant on the other side of town.
He reached the parking lot and handed me the extra helmet. I used his shoulders to steady myself as I got on the back of the bike. I hung on and he peeled out of the lot and back to his house. On the way, my night replayed over and over again in my head. I hugged him tighter and put my face into his back while i let a few tears escape. I looked to my left and saw the cityscape below the mountain. We made a left instead of a right and cruised down the road. He pulled into his driveway and turned off the motorcycle.
"Why are we here?" I asked as I got off the back.
"It's closer and it's late togo all the way to your place. I can get you an Uber if you want." I shook my head. His voice was kind of monotone, like he had something to say. Pablo didn't even wait for me before stalking to the front door to unlock it. He walked in and headed straight for his bar. I closed and locked the door before meeting him in the other room.
"You're mad at me, aren't you."
He downed the rest of his drink before placing the glass back in the counter, "I'm not thrilled with you, no."
"How can you be like that right now? I'm the one who got stood up in the middle of nowhere."
"And that's why. I told you that you didn't know that prick. To not put all your eggs in one basket and look where you are."
"Fuck you. Now you're just being mean. I just wanted a night with him. He's so sweet and I just don't know what happened."
"No. He was sweet when you met him 5 years ago. People change everyday."
"Yeah that's evident."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean I was expecting some kind of sympathy from you. You know, considering how fucking stupid I looked out there. But no. You have to tell me how right you are and how wrong I am. Basically driving it home that I am fucking stupid. So thanks a lot." I turned to leave to the guest room when I heard him pouring another drink. I slammed the door and flopped onto the bed, tears streaming down my face once more.
I woke up the next morning with a blanket covering me and noise coming from the floor. I slowly sit up and look down to see Pablo there with his own blanket and pillow, snoring softly. I reach for my phone but drop it against the nightstand, making a loud thud. Pablo stirred and opened his eyes with a sigh.
"Morning."
"Hi. What are you doing?"
He sat up and slid his hands over his face and back through his bed head. He rested his arms on his legs and looked at me, "I didn't think you should wake up alone. Look, I'm sorry for making you feel stupid because you're not. I was pissed at that prick for getting you all excited and then not showing. I hate that I was right. You deserve someone who would travel the world to spend one hour with you. And I'm sorry he wasn't that. I really am."
I looked down at him and crawled down to the floor. I wrapped my hands around his neck and started to cry a little bit.
"Hey, hey, hey. What's that for? I was trying to make you feel better," he said with concern in his voice. I unburied my face and kissed him on the cheek,
"They're happy tears. Thank you for being my best friend."
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