he don't eat pussy?, he gots to go.
ᯓ𑣲 pairing . thriller!michael x f.blackreader 18+MDNI
ᯓ𑣲 premise . you weren’t being satisfied in your relationship with your boyfriend “james” who hated how close you and michael were, he simply wasn’t satisfying your needs so you had to tell your best friend about it…. But what if your best friend wants to satisfy you?
ᯓ𑣲 contains . inexperienced!michael, pussy eating he’s a real eater, p in v, cumming, seeing himself in your stomach, best friends to lovers, missionary, just overall nasty filthy smut.
you and michael were best friends for many many years, way back when he was living in Gary Indiana, that's how many years it's been, you've known michael before the screaming fans, the loud crowds, the tours, the studios, the "moonwalker". The world saw michael jackson, you saw your mike.
you and michael had been glued together since you were kids, the kind of best friends who finished each other's sentences and spent every free hour in each other's space. Everyone jokes that you two might as well date. One day, you were at hayvenhurst in the pool with michael splashing each other laughing when Jermaine suddenly showed, bringing the two of you iced lemonade, "damn man why won't you jus' ask her out?" he pulled michael to the side after he dried off. You were too busy drinking your lemonade to overhear the conversation.
"it's not that easy," he laughs lightly, an awkward laugh escaping Michael's lip, he knew it is wrong to view his best friend in that type of way but could he really help it .... ?, you were absolutely gorgeous, with pretty long legs, pedicured nails & toes always done. beautiful brown skin. the reason he even wrote "pretty young thing" was kind of because of you. "she's my best friend, y'know that." he took a sip of his lemonade, ignoring Jermaines' "mhm"s.
but the thing was, you had a boyfriend, James. James never measured up where it counted, he hated how close you stayed with michael, and he hated even more that he couldn't make you cum with his mouth no matter how long he tried. three days without seeing michael felt like too long, so when you finally got to see him at his encino the second the door shut behind you, the conversation spilled out fast.
you were both on his couch, legs tangled like always, when you started venting. "James canceled again," you said, rolling your eyes in pure frustration. "And when we do, y'know," you tried finding the words without feeling embarrassed, telling your best friend your sex life. Michael is listening, sitting next to you with wide curious eyes waiting for you to find the words that seemed like he was staring in your soul at this point.
"Have sex. He won't go down on me. Says it's gross," you said with an exaggerated sigh, throwing your head back, being genuinely frustrated. then you picked your head back up, looking at michael, "What do you think? Do y'think its gross mike?". Michael's cheeks flushed pink by the sudden question, "w-well i think it's quite... interesting, not disgusting though," he fiddled with his hands.
"he really doesn't eat you out? at all?" he was now genuinely interested onto why your own boyfriend doesn't wanna devour his girlfriend. Hell, in michaels mind, james was even lucky to have a girl like you. If it was michael, he would kiss the ground you walk on if needed. "Nope, and when he tries, it's two licks, and he's done. It's odd because I always make sure i freshen up and I'm very clean, y'know." you said, crossing your arms, the slight movement making your breast push up, and michaels eys darted down for a second before meeting your eyes again.
you watched his throat bob as he swallowed. The air shifted, you teased him the way you always did, "bet you'd be just as clueless, virgin boy." Instead of laughing it off, michael wanted to show and prove to you that he could be better than your boyfriend even if this was his first time. He'd be better.
michael leaned in, "Show me." You laughed it off thinking your always shy soft spoken sweet best friend was totally joking, "don't flatter yourself, mike," you said with a light chuckle, thinking he was genuinely joking. "I'm not joking." He suddenly stood up, grabbing you by your arm leading you towards his room upstairs and once the door locked behind him. Un confessed feelings seemed to come out in another way.
clothes came off in a rush. You ended up in your bra and panties on his bed, thighs spread while michael knelt between them, looking equal parts of nervous and hungry. Rambling and babbling "you don't know how long I wanted this", "he doesn't deserve you", "he won't take care of you how ill take care of you". His hands shook as he touched your panties, his fingers hooking them, his wide eyes looking up at you asking for permission.
you nodded your head, and that was all the approval michael needed. He peeled your pretty pink panties down your legs very slowly. Once they reached the bottom of your feet he threw them to the side somewhere. His hands shook as he touched your inner thighs, spreading you wider. your breath hitched watching him he looked so so good from your view.
"fuck, you're already wet," he whispered, staring at your soaked cunt like he'd never seen anything so perfect in his life. "can I taste you, baby?, please" he rolled slow, deliberate circles in your inner thigh, causing you to flinch a bit, hands curling into the sheets. "yes, start slow... use your tongue flat then suck the clit" you pointed at your clit giving him an idea where the nub was located.
michael followed every instruction. His tongue dragged up on your slit in one long, wet stroke, then circled your clit before he sealed his lips around it and sucked. A moan tore out of you, "that's it michael... keep doin' that" you sighed, trying to prevent yourself from moaning too loud, being aware there were other people in the house. He groaned against your cunt and the vibration made your hips jerk. He licked deeper, tongue pushing inside you, then back up to flock and suck your swollen clit until spit and your juices coated his chin. You grabbed his hair, guiding him exactly where you needed.
"suck harder, use your fingers," you breathed out in a whimper. throwing your head back. "Two inside me, curl them." Michael obeyed, sliding two fingers into your soaked cunt while his mouth stayed locked on your clit. He pumped them in time with his sucking, and your walls fluttered around him, desperate little moans escaping your lips as he moved his head left and right, causing your legs to shake around his head.
He was absolutely pussy drunk, his eyes half lidded. He felt like the luckiest man on earth right now, his fingers still pumping in and out of you at a perfect rhythm. "so tight" he groaned against your clit causing vibrations to send right through your clit. "mmnghm—feels so good baby" you looked down at him devouring your clit like a starved man. You never realized how long his fingers were until they were inside you. your whines filling the room mixed with the sound of your soaked cunt.
He pulled back just enough to speak, lips shiny from your slick juices. His fingers still working in your folds. His tongue invading your mouth, you matched his rhythm, kissing him back tongues fighting for dominance before he curled his fingers again inside your cunt causing you to moan between the kiss. He pulled his lips away and slid his fingers out your cunt.
michael stripped fast. His dick was hard, and his tip leaking of pre-cum. It was a pretty sight to see. He was too busy babbling and excited to notice you staring, and when he did, he felt his cheeks fluster pink. But if he got shy now, he knew he wouldn't probably get this again. He pulled you in by your ankle, dragging you towards the edge of the bed while he stood above you at the edge of the bed.
"Dreamed of this, you're so wet f'me mama," he slides his length all over your folds, spreading out the wetness. "All for you," you moaned "its all y-yours," he snickered. "All mine?" lining his dick up to your entrance, the first push inside stretched you open, a loud moan fell out of you and his lips at the same time.
"Oh my god," Michael breathed, sinking deeper. "You so tight squeezing me?" he bottomed out, and you felt the head of his dick press against your cervix, causing you to throw your head back."Oh g-gosh fuuuck," you moaned out. When he started thrusting, you could've sworn you saw stars only a few strokes in.
His hands went down to your clit rubbing firm circles directly onto your clit earning more loud lewd moans to fall from your lips. He dick continued to kiss your cervix. He lifted your legs up to a V shape. You didn't even know your legs could stretch like that. "this pussy feels s'good f-fuck" Michael threw his hand back Adam's apple babbling. He pounded into you like an animal, "feels fucking incredible, this what y'wanted mama?" He looked down at you, his curls sticking to his forehead from sweat. And gosh, he was beautiful like that.
"yes yes yesss!" You moaned out louder, the sound of skin slapping filled the room mixed with your moans and his groans. He saw the faint bulge moving in your lower belly with every stroke, grabbing your hand and pressing it to your stomach. "You feel that pretty baby? That's me ruining you, something your pathetic boyfriend couldn't do.". Your eyes went wide and knowing that your boyfriend couldn't ruin you like that made michael fuck you harder.
he looked down at your cunt, watching his dick disappear in and out of you. You pulled him down for a messy kiss, tongues sliding, spit swapping while he pounded into you. His hips snapped forward, skin slapping loud and wet. Every thrust made filthy squelching sounds from your soaked cunt.
"Talk to me, baby," you begged. "Tell me how good my pussy feels" you moaned. "so a-amazing holy fuck" he couldn't stop, he didn't wanna stop. His hips snapped harder against you keeping your legs in a V shape. "So warm, so tight gripping me every time I push inside, you're taking me so well baby, such a good girl f'me, huh?" he cooed praising you.
you moaned louder at his praise. Michael noticed and kept going, "That's it, let me hear you, girl." he wrapped his free hand around your throat, applying a little bit of pressure. "You're so pretty when you moan like that," he shifted, angling deeper, and his dick dragged over that perfect spot inside you with every thrust. Your nipples were hard and sensitive. Michael leaned down and sucked one into his mouth, tongue flicking while his hips kept moving.
"Oh my gosh—michael!" You moaned out louder, even if that was possible. You'd probably lose your voice tomorrow by the way he was drilling inside you. he switched to the other nipple, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. Your back arched off the bed. The combination of his dick stretching you and his mouth on your tits had you shaking.
michael reached for the phone that sat next to the nightstand without slowing down. He dialed james while stil buried inside you, then put it on speaker.
James answered on the second ring, "...hello?" Michael didn't stop thrusting. The wet sounds of your cunt taking his dick filled the rom, "hey is this James right?" he said, voice steady even as he fucked you, "listen your girl told me all about how wack your sex is" he thrusted deeper inside you causing you to yelp out.
You moaned loud enough for James to hear. Michael brought the phone down between your legs, right next to where his dick was disappearing into your dripping cunt. The squelching was obscene. "Hear that?" Michael asked "that's what her pussy sound like when it's actually getting fucked right. You couldn't satisfy her, obviously"
James was silent for a beat, "are you fucking kidding me?" Michael kept the phone close to your soaked cunt as he drove into you harder. "You couldn't do it right, so I'm doing it, listen to how wet she is" he angled the phone so James could hear every slap of skin, every squelch, every moan falling from your lips, michael leaned down and kissed you again tongue deep in your mouth while he kept fucking you in missionary.
his hips rolling slow and depressed so James could hear everything. "Tell him," Michael whispered against your lips, "tell him how much better I am." your eyes rolled back. "so much better," you gasped loud enough for the phone. Michael ended up hanging up after you said that.
His thrust grew rougher, the headboard knocking against the wall. You were so so so close, clenching around him, and michael could feel it. "cum for me," he urged, thumb finding your clit "cum all over this dick baby, give it to me come onn" your orgasm hit hard. Your pussy spasmed around michaels dick, soaking him even more you cried out, back arching, nipples tight as michael kept rubbing your clit through it.
Michael wasn't far behind, he buried himself to the hilt and came with a broken moan, flooding your cunt with hot ropes of cum, you felt every pulse. His dick twitching inside as he filled you up. He shook with every rope of cum that spilled out of him. Groans escaped his mouth, his head threw back trying to catch his breath.
after a while, he pulled out of you with a loud wet pop, his juices flowed out of you. "Was that okay?" He said softly, checking in even after everything. His concern focused on you seeing your fucked out aftermath.
you smiled, pulling him closer. "More than okay, round two?"
