coco ❦.

hiii!

[justachocolatepyt]

hii everyone, i’m coco & welcome to my blog !

black, she/her

- 70s and 80s music is the key to my heart.

- i enjoy smut.

- i love WWE.

artists i listen to:

- michael jackson

- prince

- luther vandross

- donna summer

- sade

- chaka khan

- earth, wind & fire

- anita baker

- aaliyah

- rick james

- marvin gaye

- stevie wonder

- the isley brothers

- whitney houston

& more!

[amnesia-sc]

need to know | michael jackson

history! michael x wife! reader

request: would it be crazy to ask for a fic based on michael body building for the dangerous (and or history) tour and merge it with your idea of riding his abs…and maybe thick thighs. also since this isn’t anon please don’t post me 🙏 thank u!

cw/tw: nsfw 18+ mdni, smut, no plot, soft! dom mike, mentions of thigh riding and m’ masturbation, ab riding, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie

🪐— inspired by this clip. — i’ve done thigh riding for him in the gold pants before! you can read that here

michael rested his arms behind his head as he watched you. the way you had your throat bent back as you dragged your bare pussy across the length of his abdomen.

occasionally flexing the muscles there just to see the full body reaction you had to it.

after all, you had asked him for this. albeit, shyly. muttering under your breath in a lust induced haze about how good his abs must feel as you ran your hand down his stomach through his wet shirt. you’d been like that a lot lately, he had noticed. ever since he started to put on a little more weight and muscle, you seemed starved. your eyes hungry and always watching him in a way that was wholly inappropriate and he loved every minute of it.

christ, the first fitting of him with the gold pants, you were practically insatiable. he had dragged you over his lap, expecting you to grind down on his already hard cock, but instead you spread your legs and rested your clothed pussy against one of his thighs. your pupils completely blown as you rode him like that… he hadn’t been able to help himself as he took his dick out and jacked off to the sight of you.

but this? his abs?

who was he but a gentlemen? of course he’d oblige in his wife’s curiosity.

hell, his hair was still wet from the shoot. your eagerness adorable as you peeled off his shirt and pushed him flat into the mattress with your nails digging into the toned plane of his chest.

his stomach would clench even harder when you rolled your hips too far back, your ass and edge of your sopping cunt teasing the head of his aching cock.

it rested against his naval, neglected and leaking pre-cum onto searing skin. twitching every time you moaned.

michael’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he watched you, his eyes on a repeated cycle of flicking between your face and your pussy. mesmerized as you started to grind down harder and faster. your moan cutting off into a high pitched sound.

“that’s it mama, just like that.”

his hands found your hips in a grip strong enough to leave bruises as he dragged you against him, helping you reach your climax in a wet gush along his stomach.

“michael- oh fuck!” you practically shrieked when he dragged you further down, immediately rolling his hips up into yours with a sharp smacking sound of skin hitting skin as his cock slammed into you.

a groan tore right up from his diaphragm when he bottomed out, your pussy still fluttering from being in the middle of an orgasm.

you were soaked, practically making a mess across his pelvis as he fucked up into you.

the force of his thrust so strong, it sent you falling forward on his chest and his mouth latched onto your own in a sloppy kiss.

one of his hands buried in your hair while the other remained digging into your hip, slamming you repeatedly back down onto him and the only noise echoing in the room was your pathetic whimpering and the lewd sounds of skin slapping skin.

michael rolled you over, keeping his dick buried deep inside of you as his hands cupped beneath your knees. pushing them up and out and the new angle made your head spin.

“please—“ it hurt and it was wonderful. the head of his cock hitting every single inch inside of you and his pelvis was dragging an incessant rhythm into your clit.

“that’s it, baby. take it.” his voice was rough in your ear with his own heavy breathing before he leaned back and maneuvered onto his knees, lifting your hips up to stay joined with his at the tilted angle.

and jesus, was that a new feeling.

a moan tore out of him as his eyes fell to where your bodies were connected. his cock continuously disappearing inside your swollen and glistening pussy. a wet, creamy ring forming at the base of his cock and it only drove him to go harder. desperate to reach something inside of you that he wasn’t even sure was humanly possible.

the sight of michael being entranced as he fucked you made your head spin and push that much closer to the edge, especially as the muscles in his stomach rippled when you’d tighten around him. the ridges of his abs glistening with sweat and your arousal from earlier.

“m-mikey, i’m—“ your words broke off in a moan as he reached a hand down, rubbing tight circles into your clit.

“come f’me. i want all of it.” he ground out, somehow going just a bit deeper and harder and that was enough to send you toppling. tongue dripping a bunch of orgasm induced nonsense.

michael threw his head back at the feeling. he loved it when you came on his cock. getting to feel every single twitch and convulse and it never failed to make him follow soon after.

your name leaving his mouth in a broken sound as he started to come, his attention rapt on your pussy as he did so, seeing the way his cum would start to leak out of you in a gush as his thrusts grew erratic and sloppy before he finally pulled out and collapsed on top of you.

not giving a single damn how much of a mess he just made of the sheets.

michael jackson masterlist

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[pinkaronii]

BEEN PRACTICIN’ .𖥔 ݁ ˖

ᯓ michael jackson x plussize!reader ➤

synopsis : being with a dancer has it’s pros and cons but this.. this was something unexplainable— addictive even.

based off this hehe

cw : mirror sex, creampie, straight porn no plot, neck grabbing, cocky michael & big dick michael, (trust he knowsss).

— ᢉ𐭩 .ᐟ enjoy!

michael was a perfectionist, especially when it came to his art. he took any chance to practice, to get his hips to move with ease.

you were a part of the "practice," lying on the bed while he fucked you senseless.

he'd started with you on the bed, your thick thighs wrapped around his waist as he rolled his hips with that fluid precision. every thrust was controlled, hitting spots inside you that made your vision blur.

your soft body pressed into the mattress, his hands gripping your hips, your waist, anywhere he could hold you steady while he practiced his rhythm.

“fuuck—“ you gasped, and he smirked down at you with that cocky confidence, sweat dripping down his chest.

he looked over, your full body mirror capturing the lewd act, reflecting every angle, every curve, every place his hands gripped your hips.

your thighs spread wide, his cock buried so deep you could barely think straight. the room was dim, just enough light to catch the sheen of sweat on both your bodies, the way your soft belly pressed against the wood, the way his abs flexed with every brutal thrust.

“look at yourself” he murmured against your ear, voice dripping with cocky edge that made your pussy clench around him. “look how fuckin’ perfect you are taking all of me.”

you tried to focus on the mirror, on the image of your thick thighs trembling, your breasts bouncing with each snap of his hips, but god, it was hard to focus on anything when he filled you so completely.

michael was big— bigger than anyone you'd ever been with. he knew it, used it, made sure you felt every thick inch stretching you open. his hand slid up your spine, fingers tangling in your hair, tugging just enough to arch your back further. the new angle made you gasp, made your eyes roll back as he hit something devastating inside you.

“that’s it baby” he groaned, his rhythm never faltering, those dancers hips rolling with a precision that had you whimpering. “take it all. you can take it, can’t you?”

you nodded frantically, words failing you, reduced to breathy moans and the wet sound of him fucking into you. your hands scrambled for the sheets, knuckles white, thighs shaking with the effort of staying upright.

michael's free hand roamed your body with clear appreciation, palming the soft curve of your ass, squeezing hard before sliding around to grip your belly, pulling you back against him even harder.

“love how soft you are” he breathed, lips brushing your shoulder. “love how you feel wrapped around my cock.”

the praise made you clench involuntarily, and he groaned low in his throat, his grip tightening. "fuck, you're gonna make me lose it already."

but he didn't lose it. instead he slowed, rolling his hips in deep, deliberate circles that had you gasping, had your forehead dropping against your forearm. the change in pace was somehow worse, somehow better, drawing out every sensation until you were trembling.

“mikey— paaa” you whimpered, and he chuckled darkly.

“what's wrong baby? too much?” his hand slid up to cup your throat, fingers resting gently against your pulse. “or not enough?”

you couldn't answer, could only moan as he picked up speed again, his cock dragging against your walls in a way that made your toes curl. his hand stayed on your throat, not squeezing, just holding, a promise of control that made you wetter.

“tell me” he demanded. “tell. me. what. you. need.” hips snapping with each word.

“more” you gasped out. “please, more—“

his fingers tightened just slightly, just enough pressure to make your head swim, and you moaned so loud it echoed off the walls. “like that?” he asked, voice rough with arousal. “you want me to hold you like this while i fuck you?”

“yes”you breathed, and felt him smile against your neck.

"good girl."

the praise combined with the pressure on your throat, the relentless drive of his cock, the sight in the mirror of your body being taken so thoroughly— it was overwhelming.

you could see the way your ass rippled with each impact, the way his fingers looked wrapped around your throat, the concentrated pleasure on his face as he watched you fall apart. michael shifted, pulling you up so your back was flush against his chest, one arm banded across your soft middle, the other still at your throat.

the new position let him go even deeper, let you see everything in the mirror— the way you were impaled on him, the way your thighs were spread obscenely wide over his, the way your breasts bounced with every thrust.

“watch” he commanded, his breath hot against your ear. “watch yourself take my cock. watch how beautiful you look.”

you forced your eyes open, forced yourself to look, and the image nearly undid you. you looked wrecked, debauched, your lips parted and swollen, your eyes glazed with pleasure.

michael behind you looked like sin incarnate, his body moving with that fluid grace even as he pounded into you.

"mmfgh—mikey!" you moaned, the sound breaking on his name as he hit that spot inside you, his balls smacking against your puffy clit made stars burst behind your eyelids.

“there it is”he groaned, adjusting his angle to hit it again and again. “that's what you need, isn't it? need me right there?”

you couldn't form words anymore, could only nod and whimper and take what he gave you. his hand left your throat to grab your breast, kneading the soft flesh, pinching your nipple until you cried out.

the other hand slid down to where you were joined, fingers finding your clit and circling with devastating precision.

“gonna make you cum on my cock” he promised, his voice strained now, control starting to slip. “gonna feel you squeeze me while i fill you up.”

the thought made you clench hard around him, and he swore, his hips stuttering for just a moment before he regained that perfect rhythm. “fuck, ya squeezin' me tight girl” he groaned, fingers working faster on your clit.

you were close, so close, balanced on that knife's edge of pleasure. every nerve ending was on fire, every thrust pushing you higher. michael's fingers were relentless on your clit, his cock hitting deep, and you could feel him swelling inside you, could feel how close he was too.

“b-baby, i'm going to cum. pleaseugh—“

“cum for me” he demanded, his voice rough and commanding. “let me feel it. let me see you fall apart.”

and you did. your orgasm crashed over you like a wave, your whole body seizing up, pussy clamping down on him so hard he gasped. you watched in the mirror as pleasure transformed your face, as your body shook and trembled in his arms, as he held you through it with strong hands and whispered praise.

"that's it, that's my girl, so good—"

he didn't stop, didn't slow, fucking you through your orgasm until you were oversensitive and whimpering, until the pleasure bordered on too much. his hand returned to your throat, holding you steady as his thrusts became erratic, desperate.

"gonna fill you up," he groaned, his control finally breaking. "gonna cum so deep inside you—fuck—"

you felt him swell impossibly bigger, felt the first hot pulse of his release, and it triggered another smaller orgasm that had you crying out. michael buried himself to the hilt, his whole body going rigid as he came, his cock throbbing inside you as he emptied himself with broken groans and curses.

for a long moment you both just stood there, trembling, his softening cock still inside you, his arms wrapped around your middle. you could see in the mirror how thoroughly fucked you looked, could see the satisfied smirk starting to curve his lips.

"perfect practice for me baby" he murmured, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

you laughed breathlessly, still trying to remember how to form coherent thoughts. when he finally pulled out, you felt his come start to leak down your thighs, warm and obscene, and his eyes darkened as he watched it in the mirror.

"fuck," he breathed, his hand sliding between your legs to catch it, to push it back inside you with thick fingers that made you gasp. "look at that. look at you dripping with me."

you were boneless, completely spent, but the possessive satisfaction in his voice sent another flutter of arousal through you. he turned you in his arms, finally letting you see his face properly—flushed, eyes still dark with residual lust, that cocky smile firmly in place.

"we're definitely doing that again," he said, and you couldn't help but agree.

— ᢉ𐭩 .ᐟ what’s going onnn with jermajesty 😭😭

© pinkaronii 𑣲⋆

[prettyangeliczz]

stranger in moscow!michael, i’m gonna devour you.

[tojiswifeforlife]

[ilovemesomejackson]

i’ll be waiting for ALL three of you! 😍🤤

[fullofmelaninsarcasmandepression]

Sista look at this picture of sigdaddy BUSTTT

ughhhhhh someone build the time machine alreadyyyyyy

[theonlyonlinefish]

Hi lovely!! I love your fics so so much and I have an idea🤭

What if reader and Jackie were in a relationship and decided to wait till marriage BUT, reader put it on him their wedding night. She logged every stolen glance, short yet electrifying touch, and hungry gaze they ever shared over their relationship and finally released it. And they get Nyasty.👀👀

Also, thank you so much for the time and care you put into your fics, it is much appreciated.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧| 𝐉.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

The headboard above your head constantly slammed into the wall, the tempo matching the pace of Jackie slamming in and out of you, drowning out your whining and moaning. Your nails dug into his back, desperately trying to grasp onto his body

Jackie’s lips pressed into your skin, sloppily kissing at your jawline—feeling his moaning radiating onto your skin. Subtle “mmhm” sounds being made often. “Baby look at me”

Slowly, your eyes fluttered open. The first thing you noticed was the way Jackie was looking at you. His eyes were impossibly soft, overflowing with admiration and tenderness. Devotion written softly in his gaze. His soft brown eyes making you weaker than you’ve ever felt before, enough to make you reach your peak for the second time already

“Can you feel me mama?” He asked, breathless and voice deeper than what you’d grown accustomed to hearing

You nodded your head in agreement, positioning your nails over his face, feeling the built up sweat collecting. He couldn’t help himself—licking his lips as he watched your breasts bounce in response to how hard he was fucking you “This is what you wanted from me right?” He groaned as he turned his face towards your palm before kissing it

“Baby please don’t stop—please” you begged

The sound of his dick thrusting inside of you started off subtle but quickly grew louder with each passing as your pussy began leaking. Each orgasm that you had allowed his dick to slip inside of you with ease. His eyes rolled back and his groaning became more intense “Fuck you feel so good” he groaned

Your legs trembled under Jackie and your whimpering had became more desperate. Just then Jackie began sucking on your nipples while still inside you, placing his hand around your neck for support “You cumming for me again pretty girl?”

“Can I cum on you daddy??” You whimpered

“Make a mess” kissing on your neckline while pushing your knees into your chest and fucking you harder. Unable to fight back your urge, your eyebrows scrunched and toes balled up—shaking harder than before as you came all over Jackie. Screaming & pleading for him “Keep fucking me!”

“Just like that” he grunted “You can take it right?”

Your walls clenched tightly around his dick making him slowly begin to reach his peak. Biting on your neck resisting the temptation to nut in you “Where you want it baby?”

“My face” biting down on your lip

Suddenly Jackie pulled out and hovered over you, breathing heavy as he started to jerk himself off “You sure this is what you want?”

You sat up against the headboard watching him please himself, “All of it” . Just then Jackie hovered over you with one hand resting onto the headboard, stroking his dick faster. Gritting his teeth as he felt the urge to cum build up, coming in fast “stick it out for me baby”

Following his orders you extended your jaw, listening to his fapping sounds getting louder—his whimpering getting more desperate as he watched his cum splatter over your lips. Still stroking himself, dropping his gaze towards you as he watched you swallow

Biting his lip he brought his tip to your lips and watched you such all of his cum off. Moaning as he ran his fingers over your chin “Good girl” . Feeling the tightness of your lips around his dick made his stomach as it became more sensitive

Sliding in the bed Jackie kissing at your inner thighs. Hovering his lips against yours, his beard getting wet from your exposure. Finally his tongue grazed over your pussy, resting his head on your thigh as his tongue flickered on your clitoris & stuffed you with two fingers, pumping in you vigorously—listening to you get louder and call out his name for more

“Jackie I can’t go anymore!”

“One more time for me please?” “Just one more time mama”

“You promise?”

The smirk on his face told you otherwise, sucking your clitoris in between “Promise”. That same urge built up inside of you only faster and more intense than the last. You dared to look away from Jackie but he snapped his fingers at you, commanding you watch him eat you out. His tongue lavishly spread across your clitoris until your nectar came rushing out—gushing over his face , fingers, and chest

Your screams syncing in perfect harmony to Jackie, hovering over you now as he sloppily kissed you. Allowing you to suck your own juices off his tongue “I waited so long to get a hold of you—you taste so good I almost didn’t wanna stop” he softly smiled resting his forehead against yours

“You made it real hard for me to resist you” you sighed catching your breath “I’m happy I waited”

Jackie kissed your forehead one last time before reaching over and grabbing his champagne flute, drinking the rest of what was left. Turning his focus back onto your breasts, kissing at your nipples and groping them. You relaxed your fingers at the back of his scalp, biting your lip watching him suck your nipples “That feels good”

Somehow he talked you into straddling his lap which quickly turned into you riding his dick. Feeling your squirt splattering onto the both of you as he slammed you down on his dick when your legs felt like they were going out. Watching the tears run find your face from being overstimulated and your nails leaving marks on his shoulders. He was slowly becoming obsessed with how good you could fuck him and loving the idea of you being on top, turning his focus towards your pussy swelling around himself—answering your every command with “Yes, Mrs. Jackson”

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[bvtterfliess]

𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 (drabble) - michael jackson x black female reader

synopsis: michael loved when you played in his hair.

pairing: michael (j5/jacksons era) x bsf!blackfemalereader

tropes: fluff (for once), childhood best friends, secret pining, hair appreciation

wc: .6k-ish

an: i knowwww im supposed to be posting for my new series but i missed babies so bad. just oblivious LOL. shout out to my first pairing in the bcu. also @haintbleus influenced me to go check on them, see what they up to. this drabble is a prequel of sorts to tr(eat) you better. which by the way, thank you???? 3.4k notes on my debut for this blog? WHAT??? super grateful! for that, you deserve to see them again! my treat ;) over it on the wayyyyyyyyy next!

Michael loved when you played in his hair.

He couldn’t get enough of it. In fact, he was quite clingy about it. 

He’d grab your hand and put it on his head while standing next to you. You’d tease him then, likening his fro to the softest cloud you’d ever be tall enough to touch, making him giggle as your hand burrowed into the hair on the nape of his neck.

He’d sit next to you no matter who was around or what you were doing, dramatically cutting off your conversation with his siblings, anybody really, as he plopped down next to you, slipping whatever book you were reading out of your hands (making sure to mark your last page to be fair at least), interrupt the television program you were watching to lay his head into your lap, eyes doey, sparkling and pleading up at you like brown diamonds.

Looking down at him incredulously, he’d just smile at you (in a way that made your stomach flip as of late, but you were ignoring it) and say; “Pleaaaase, mama? Jus’ for a lil’ while.”

 And you couldn’t say no to that.

His groan was always soft when your hands made contact, his sated expression as your fingers twirled around his luscious curls made your body feel…weird.

Weird in a stop-thinking-of-your-best-friend-like-that kinda way.

Back to his hair. Yes. His hair was really beautiful. Beautiful hair on a beautiful boy. And it was so cute how he still couldn’t take a compliment from you after a decade of being friends. Crowds of people applauded him but no, that didn’t affect him like this. When you complimented his hair, he’d laugh and hide his hot cheeks away behind his abnormally large hands.

He'd situate himself in your lap and the conversations would start something like:

“Long day, Mikey?”

“The longest, girl. Man, it’s not even over yet and you just wiped it all away. Your hands are magic, d’ya know that?”

You snorted. “I’ve been told. Gee, I wonder by who.”

The tension in his shoulders and back would relax against your thighs, finding comfort in you as you both sat on the couch. You took your time, enjoying the peace of each other’s company as you absentmindedly parted through his coils, sneaking long glances at him behind his closed eyelids. 

Sometimes, he'd crawl next to you in his bed and lay his head on your stomach, pouting with his face upturned to you.

You were starting to notice little things that you never noticed before.

The way he would talk to you. In these moments, his voice was softer, deeper, more intimate than his usual jovial tone as he told you what was on his mind. Random facts, musings and frustrations of the day. The length of his dark eyelashes. How they fluttered up at you between keeping eye contact and closing his eyes all together. The way his mouth would part slightly. Once his mind finally found rest his face would reset, relaxing his expression. How big his hands were, especially when one of them carefully wrapped around your wrist to guide your hand around to sections he wanted you to touch. Your fingers gently glided into the roots of his afro where he directed, scratching his scalp.

“Right there.”

“Here?” When did your mouth get so dry?

“Mmm, yeah. There.”

Michael nodded, in Heaven, completely oblivious to the heat blooming under the surface of your cheeks.

God, you prayed he couldn't hear your heartbeat frantically matching the butterflies in your stomach.

taglist: @justalocallesbian, @narratedillusions, @enhasdihsucker @blcknebula, @somenichegirl, @fortuncooki, @baldmonkmonks, @heubstr, @96kittii, @cinnamoncunt, @lov3lylxvender, @thebaddestfish, @bl00d0nthedancefl00r, @dreamymjj, @nyctogeny @asphrotic, @18lkpeters, @willyoubetherealways, @smoothcriminalgf, @annieisnottok, @desireinink (please let me know if you'd like to be added or if i missed you!)

[belhead]

oh they’re so cute for this

[myxstrx]

LMAOO NBSSS

he look tf good tho 👀

[aangelfface]

that damn smile gets me everytime

[jobemuse]

i need more older jackie fanfics like rn! they’re all soooooooooo goood😵‍💫😵‍💫

[theonlyonlinefish]

I’m so hungry I could eat Afro Jackie!

[superstar-t20]

Good lord….

(Not him telling them to put their mics up because their voice is soft 😭)

Credit: @julangeas on TikTok

[mjsheartbreaker]

i don’t know what the jackson men had over women to make them sick to their stomach, but it really needs to be studied.

[confusedinagoodway]

jackie jackson is sooo fine i was thinking about him alll day while i was working and i just know that man got some good ass dick