I didn’t anticipate this response being as long as it is so I will be posting other asks tomorrow and throughout the week! I hope you enjoy this because I don’t even know how I conjured this up. (Also not that good at dumbification so I really did try!)
Working at the same office and Luigi being your coworker. There’s a huge promotion that both of you are up for that comes with traveling for work, an increase in pay, and all the good stuff for someone as young and not tied down like you! You have worked your ass off at this company to prove you’re a valuable asset to the team and people respect you. People have never had an issue with you and actually come to you a lot for help with certain tasks. And honestly? That starts to bother Luigi a lot more than he lets on.
He’s always been the star student, the intelligent cousin family would refer to when talking to their kids, the most sought after employee because no one has matched up to his smarts. But then you, all bright eyed, a year or a few younger than him, the prettiest and tightest little body in those skirts and dresses you wear, came along and ruined that for him. People began wanting your opinions and your advice on work projects, and yes they’d still ask Luigi for his input, but that wasn’t the point! The point was that he wanted that promotion over you and the talk he’s heard has made him think they’re going to go with you over him. It’s a few months process with gathering recommendations, filling out formal applications, and the few rounds of interviews.
In the mean time, your doting coworker Luigi starts to talk to you more. You’re delighted that he’s giving you a bit more attention rather than the other girls at the office since he’s really attractive, not to mention older. He starts bringing you your coffee order every morning, complimenting your looks, praising you when you do well and he can tell how smitten you’re becoming.
Over the first two months, you two have exchanged phone numbers and he’s even invited you out a few times outside of work. He’s such a gentleman too, you’re blown away by how caring and patient he is with you! The friendship only gets sweeter as time passes by. It’s only fair that by the time the first round of interviews are over, sweet Luigi is inviting you over to his place to enjoy some brownies and a movie. You accept obviously and prepare for a night over at his place, thinking it’d be like any other. He lets you pick out some cheesy rom com after you went on a whole little rant about some book you had picked up recently. As the evening sets in, you two settle into his couch and he insists you split a brownie with him. You moan in delight at how delicious it is and slowly eat your half to savor it. Every so often, Luigi is massaging your thigh and asking you ‘How’s that, sweetheart? You feeling okay?’ and you say yes every time!
After about an hour, you realize the colors on the tv look a bit brighter and as you sluggishly turn to Luigi, he’s already watching you, repeating his questions again. But this time, you stumble over your words as your bottom lip quivers. Luigi responds immediately, ‘Mmm, what’s wrong, pretty girl? You not feeling okay? Want me to make it better?’ and you trust him so much that you nod and mumble a ‘Yes please.’ Then he’s tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and pressing a soft kiss on your lips that you melt into. He moves them down your jaw to your throat as he gets you to relax for him. ‘Poor princess. You can’t think straight can you? That brownie must’ve gone bad. I’m sorry, baby, let me help you feel better.’ as he’s spreading warm licks on the top of your boobs visible in your tank top. ‘Why don’t we take this off, huh? It’s too tight, honey. You’ll feel better,’ as he’s tugging your tank and bralette up and off, your hands raising to help him because he must know best right? You’re still so hazy and don’t even register when he’s shed off his own shirt but the feel of his broad body pinning down your own warm one has you letting out a whimper. His wet mouth closes on your nipple, lapping at them, circling them, even nibbling to hear you squeak before switching over to the other one to abuse it all the same. You’re keening, not able to focus on anything, but the sparks flying through your sensitive peaks. He speaks to you between the soft kisses he drags down the valley of your breasts and stomach. There’s a chorus of ‘Feeling good, honey?’ ‘Aw, my smart girl gone all silly from a few kisses.’ ‘Focus on what feels good, baby, no need to think about anything else.’ And God, do you listen… nothing matters more than the pleasure he’s introducing you to.
You don’t even remember how you got this far. Soon enough, Luigi’s licking and spreading kisses right above the waist band of the pajama pants you’re wearing while you squirm. He smirks up at you, ‘Relax, baby, it’s just me. Be a good girl and lift those hips up for me, I’ll take care of the rest.’ And you oblige. In a matter of seconds, Luigi is nestled between your thighs biting his lip at the sight of his coworker’s slick little pussy. You were already so wet, lips puffy, and clit peeking out. He couldn’t resist sticking his tongue out and flicking the sensitive nub. Eliciting a loud moan from you. He wanted to hear that again and pushed your thighs apart wider. He sealed his lips around your clit and sucked gently, flicking his tongue in lazy circles while your hips jerked and your hands flew to his curls. ‘Aww, you can’t do anything but hold on, can you?’ He chuckled, the vibration shooting through you. He started licking broader, slower strokes from your entrance up to your clit, then dove in deeper to tongue fuck you while his nose rubbed against your swollen clit. His hands pinning your hips down when your eyes rolled back and you tried to squirm. ‘Where are your manners, baby? Let me finish eating.’ As he groaned hungrily, eating your pussy once again with messy sucking, licking, and slurping. Getting you to orgasm that way was easy, he needed you easy and pliable anyway.
You were a whimpering mess by the time Luigi was fully naked, kneeling between your thighs, and nudging his huge thick cock between your plush pussy lips to coat himself in your cum. ‘Listen to yourself. All those pathetic whimpers… I haven’t even been inside you yet and you’re already so gone for me,’ he chastises as he scoots closer and experimentally pops his leaking tip into you. Groaning at how tight your pretty pussy is, knowing he’d be the first (and last) from the office to fuck this tight young thing. You let out a gasp as you feel the rest of him bully its way in until his tip is kissing your womb. ‘Fuuuck,’ he growls, hips pressing flush against you. Then he’s starting that delicious, steady pace. His cock gliding in and out of you with that wet filthy squelch as you stare up at him either your mouth dropped in an O. ‘Don’t tell me you’re forgetting to breathe. Take a breath with me, baby. I know, baby, i know, you haven’t had dick like this.’ Then he’s pulling back, almost to the tip, and then slamming back in with a heavy thrust that punches the air out of your lungs. The wet slap of skin on skin fills his living room. ‘Yeahhh, there we go, how do you feel? Talk to me.’ He taunts with a knowing grin. ‘F-feels- F-feels so d-deep- I-‘ He laughs at your poor excuse of a sentence. He lets out another hard thrust, grinding his hips in tight circles as he bottoms out, making sure you feel him pressing against the deepest spot in you. ‘You’re such a clever girl at the office, aren’t you? Now look at you! What would they say if they saw you like this… legs spread wide, mouth hanging wide, eyes all glassy, but letting me stretch this pussy out?’ You whine at his words and your pussy clenches impossibly tighter around him.
You were so far gone, you didn’t care what anyone would think, all you wanted was to cream on his cock. Your arms and legs shake as they’re wrapped around him. He guides one of his hands down to play with your clit while he pounded his cock into you, getting you to hit your peak in no time. There was that creamy coat around his base every time he pulled out and it just made him move faster. You’re on cloud nine, not registering him saying, ‘F-fuuuck, I’m going to cum in you, baby. Can’t let it go to waste- I’ll take care of you and our little one. I’m d-doing this to take care of both of us-‘ and he cuts himself off with a drawn out groan as he lets out spurts of his seed right up against your womb. The following morning, you wake cuddling him, both of you naked and sore. He gives you some half assed explanation about how you had wanted to fuck him and he wasn’t going to turn a pretty girl like you down! And you were content with that reply, not questioning it.
You probably should’ve though. You want to know why? Because Luigi was going to do what ever it took for that prestigious position, even if it meant getting you pregnant and putting your life on pause. You should’ve even been suspicious of his behavior when you buried your face into his chest crying after everyone else had gone home. You apologized profusely telling him you had known he had been safe with you and that you didn’t know how it was possible but you were waking up everyday with morning sickness and the test was positive and that meant you wouldn’t be able to travel for that new job position and that meant being stuck where you were and having a fucking baby!!!!! And… that was exactly where he wanted you to be. You see, Luigi’s jealousy of your success ran deeper. If he couldn’t control you, he’d at least keep you close. But you didn’t need to know all those nasty details so he turned your face up and dried your tears and pressed a soft kiss on your lips to soothe you. ‘It’s okay, baby, seriously. I’ll just have to take that position for you, you know? I’ve got to take care of you while you grow our baby.’ You nod and hug him and bury your face once again to inhale his scent, thanking God he’s such an understanding and amazing man for taking that weight off your shoulders! At least you’ll be having a cute little baby with an incredibly responsible, handsome man!