Chance and Parker with a plus size homeowner. Worried about her body being too heavy or big for them, in general but definitely in the bedroom. Worried she will literally crush Parker bc he’s lanky. Chance, though he has some weight on him, she still thinks she’s too big to even sit on his lap. maybe some fluff, some sweet words, nsfw if you feel up to writing it! I just would love to see how you wrote insecurities with those two boys… okay that’s all thank you bye!!
To Be Wanted
synop: A random surge of confidence has you purchasing lingerie to wear for your lovers. However, a voice of doubt has you questioning whether they would really want this from you. The men plan to help get your confidence boosted to show you how much they love and want you.
a/n: thank you for the request! This is smutty, no minors!
I hope to write more over the summer and get through my backlog of requests as well as write more chapters for other fics. Hope you enjoy!
Standing in front of the window display, you shuffled awkwardly. Before you stood mannequins of various sizes, one of them was your exact shape. The faceless figure showcased a beautiful piece of lingerie that clung to it in all the right places. It was one of the rare times you could actually visualize yourself in an article of clothing that didn't require guesswork. Your cheeks heated up as you thought about the piece on your body. The lace draped over your torso elegantly as the panties accentuated your lower assets. Nodding to yourself, you decided to take the dive into a frightening territory.
When you left the store with the lingerie in a tiny pink bag, you felt giddy. Never before had you surprised your boyfriends with something like this. You wondered what they would think if you walked in only clad in the new underwear. Again, you felt a blush rise to your face at the thought. Knowing the two of them, they would likely worship you. Falling to their knees to beg you to let them have you. They already did that when you wore your pajamas, to treat them with something special like this…
However, a creeping thought forced its way to the front of your mind. That ever doubting part of you that constantly critiqued everything about yourself. It festered, feeding on your growing concern. The sudden bout of confidence that you had before entering the store had begun to dissipate. Looking back at the window, you caught yourself in the reflection. You couldn't help but compare yourself to the various bodies that passed in front of your reflection. Turning to the bag, your hand tightened on the handles. This was a dumb idea. You admonished yourself.
Part of you contemplated going back into the store to return the item. That would be embarrassing though, immediately coming back after you had just bought the item. Shaking your head, you decided to keep the clothes. For now you could just shove them into the back of your closet and return them within the month.
The drive home felt like a walk of shame. The little bag sat beside you in the passenger seat, now a physical manifestation of the taunting voice in your brain. Tried as you did, it wouldn't shut up. Shoving doubt after doubt into the forefront of your thoughts. Did you really think you pull off wearing something like that? It spat. Don't kid yourself, you know they don't actually want your body. But at least you have a good personality, right? It laughed as you grimaced. Nobody could actually want you. Just accept the truth. Your stomach churned as you pulled into your driveway, nervous to face the men you lived with.
Chance's car was parked in the garage and Parker's bike was hung up, meaning they were both home and waiting for you. You had hoped you had beat them, but alas, you would have to face them. Perhaps you could quickly avoid them questioning your purchase by speeding to your bedroom. That plan was thrown out the window as soon as you saw Chance open the garage door. He smiled brightly at your return, which only made the churning in your gut worsen. Sighing, you dejectedly grabbed the little bag and exited your car. The smile on your boyfriend's face wavered as he saw your dejected state.
"Is everything okay, love?" He asked softly.
"Y-yeah." You nodded, finding yourself unable to look at the man. "Just tired is all."
Chance could tell something was up, but decided not to press unless it became an issue. It wasn't uncommon for you to need some time before opening up about something and he was a patient man. For now, he'd let whatever it was settle in your mind.
"Did you find what you need?" Chance asked, eyeing the bag.
"Yeah. Just needed to restock my panties. Nothing crazy." You clutched to the bag handles tightly, hoping to keep it sealed enough so the insides weren't visible.
"Did I hear you got new panties?" A mop of colorful hair flopped to the side as Parker peeked around the corner of the hallway.
"Yes." You said as you slipped off your shoes.
"Could you maybe try them on for us?" His eyes sparkled as he drank in the image of you, clearly picturing you clad only in your underwear.
"Some other time, Parker. I'm kind of tired." You walked up to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before heading to your bedroom. He's only saying that to be nice.
While you appreciated your lover's enthusiasm, it also made a pit form in your stomach. Would he really find you attractive? Sure, his imagination could conjure up something enticing, but would the real thing actually live up to that expectation? That voice in your head spoke up: It would be a disappointment for sure. You cringed at yourself, lips curling into a scowl. As much as you wished to admonish it, that voice was correct, wasn't it?
Entering your room, you tried to ignore the vanity, but you couldn't help but look at yourself again. Blinking slowly, your image didn't feel real. You scanned over the reflection as that damned voice continued to attack you. It pointed out all of the flaws you believed you could see. Looking at the bag in your hand, you scoffed. How could you think that you could manage to wear something like this? That was ridiculous. Nobody could actually want you.
Quickly, you made your way to your closet and shoved the bag far into the back of the space. After shutting the door, you turned to your bed. It beckoned for you to just lie down and melt into the covers, to provide a momentary reprieve from the taunting from your mind. So it was decided and you slid onto the mattress. Though you had used being tired as an excuse, it appeared that you were quite exhausted. As soon as your head hit the pillow it was lights out for you.
When you didn't return from the bedroom, Parker and Chance decided to check in on you. Chance softly knocked on the door, but you didn't respond. Peeking around the opening, he saw you tucked into bed. You breathed softly as you slept off the day's troubles. He smiled at the sight of you peacefully sleeping. Parker caught a glimpse of you, feeling his heart warm a little. How was it possible for someone to look so cute even when they slept?
Chance decided to leave you alone and headed to do some work in his office. Left alone in the hall, Parker contemplated his next actions. He recognized the store logo on your bag and was very curious about the contents. Even if you didn't wish to show him the goods right away, he really wanted to know what you purchased. With his mind made up, he quietly slipped into the room and headed toward the closet.
Occasionally glancing at your sleeping form, he began searching through your section of the closet. He couldn't find any new articles among your clothes, but a flash of pink shoved behind some shoes caught his eye. There it was, the elusive underwear. He plucked it up and took a peek inside. Sucking in a breath, he held back a loud gasp at the sight of lace. Pulling out the fabric his eyes widened. So much for "new panties," you were quite the tease. Again, he conjured up an image of you, but he knew that there was no way his mind could truly capture your beauty.
Extremely giddy, Parker slipped out the room and headed to Chance's office. When he entered, Chance was hard at work typing away on his computer. Raising a brow, he watched as Parker skipped toward him. In his hand was the pink bag.
"You won't believe what our love purchased." Parker bit his lip, his cheeks ruddy as he grew more excited about the prospective sexiness.
"Um, new panties? Like she said." Chance didn't appear to want to entertain Parker.
"Hmm, close." Parker pulled out the lingerie, making Chance's eyes widen and cheeks redden. "But I think it's more than 'just panties.'" Parker shook the article in his hands.
"Oh." Chance breathed out, feeling his pants tighten at the sight.
"Right?" Parker bounced on his toes, raring to go and wake you up.
However, Chance realized that Parker had grabbed these when you were asleep. You were clearly skittish about the purchase, and it was now made apparent. Obviously, you didn't want the two of them to know that you had the clothes. While Chance very much wished to see you wear the piece for them, he also knew that it was something that would be a bit out of your comfort zone. The thought alone that you had purchased this made his heart warm. You always were a pleaser, and there had been conversations about spicing things up in the bedroom a bit. It was a sweet gesture regardless if you actually wore it for them or not.
"Parker, you should put it back." As excited as the prospects made him, Chance didn't want to push your boundaries.
"What?" Parker sighed dejectedly.
"She hid the lingerie from us for a reason. I think it's best we respect her privacy."
"I think she was embarrassed." Parker said, eyes pleading with Chance.
"If that's the case, it's especially important we respect her."
Dammit, Parker hated when Chance was right. Sucking on his tongue, he tried to come up with a retort. "But we should show her that she doesn't have anything to be embarrassed about." Parker clenched the fabric in his hand tightly. "Then she'll have no reason to hide this from us."
"We can." Chance held his hands together in front of him. "However, I think that we should encourage that rather than thrusting it upon her."
"I don't get it." Parker pouted. "She's so fucking hot, but somehow can't see it. She bought this sexy little thing, but then doesn't wanna wear it." Dropping his head, Parker shook it with a huff.
"I understand it." Chance said, making Parker look up at him with surprise.
"What?"
"Is that hard to believe?" Chance chuckled lightly.
"Kinda. You're not the insecure type." Parker shrugged.
"It wasn't always like that. Plus, I'm also a man which helps with the physical insecurity stuff. Beauty standard's effects aren't universally equal among the sexes."
"I guess." Parker chewed on his lip in thought. "So how do we give her the confidence to show herself off in this?" He lifted up the lingerie for emphasis.
"I have a few ideas." Chance pushed himself away from the desk, then sauntered up to Parker. He stood close to the man, leaning toward his face. Gently, he pushed a colorful lock of hair behind Parker's ear. "First, we show her how loved she is."
"Uhuh." Parker nodded slowly, face bright red as he looked into Chance's adoring gaze.
"Tender touches." Chance cupped Parker's cheek, then pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Sweet nothings. Like reminding you how much I love you, and how important you are in my life. "
Parker sighed as Chance kissed him gently again. "I love you too…"
"Compliments are good too." Chance slightly pulled away to look at Parker's face. "Have you noticed how gorgeous your eyes are? Like the deep blue of a tide pool. Knowing your wild mind, I'm sure there would be plenty of interesting things to find in there."
"You give odd compliments." Parker chuckled, but still held a dusting of red on his cheeks. "But they still work."
Chance let out a huff of amusement, and continued. "Then we make her feel desired." Suddenly, Parker was dipped in Chance's strong arms. He pressed hot kisses up his throat before nipping his ear. "Do you know how badly I want to take you on this desk right now?" He growled into Parker's skin.
"Oh gosh…" Parker felt his heart rate speed up.
"You know… I think about you all the time. Especially with" Chance said your name lowly, making Parker shiver. "You two look so good together."
"Oh f-fuck, Chance, you better not leave me hanging." Parker breathed out as Chance pulled him back up in a standing position.
"Sorry, P. I think it'd be good to build things up during the week. I'm sure if we do this, our lover will gladly wear this for us." Chance smirked, then kissed a dejected Parker's cheek. "And don't even think about taking care of yourself." Chance shot him a challenging look.
"O-okay." Parker nodded. "I'll go put this back." He pointed at the bag.
"Good boy." Chance kissed him softly, then shooed him off.
Throughout the week, the men made good on their plan. It started with Chance's compliments as he walked in on you making dinner. Wrapping his arms around your middle, he pressed a tender kiss to your cheek. You leaned back against him with a soft sigh. Goodness, he felt good. Humming contently against you, he held you even tighter.
"You're so good to us." Chance mumbled against your skin.
You felt your cheeks heat up at his words. Craning your neck your heart jolted as your eyes connected with his gaze of adoration. Those deep brown eyes sparkled with pure love as he looked at you. Your heart couldn't help but swell at the sight.
"You're exaggerating." You attempted to push back, but Chance wouldn't let you.
"Says the woman that's making us a home-cooked meal after completing a full day of work." He shook his head. "No, you are way too good to us. I love it. I love you." He kissed your cheek again.
"I love you too." You said softly, feeling your heart swell once more.
Parker followed Chance's lead as he joined you in your shared bathroom to get ready for the day. As you groggily brushed your teeth, you could feel Parker's eyes on you. He had paused his own brushing, unable to help himself from staring at you. Spitting toothpaste into the sink, you gave him a quizzical expression.
"Is everything okay?" You asked, worry edged at your voice.
Spitting his own toothpaste out, Parker turned to face you. "Everything is perfect." He sighed dreamily. "You are perfect."
"Oh, stop it!" You waved him off as a familiar rush hit your cheeks.
"I don't think I will." Parker grinned boyishly. "You should know how perfect you are."
"I thought that was my line." Chance teased as he entered the bathroom. "Though he is right, you are perfect."
"Guys…" You muttered, shaking your head. However, you couldn't help but smile softly at their words.
They continued the sweetness. Chance tucking your hair behind your ear with a comment on your beauty. Parker holding and squeezing your hand as you passed each other in the house. Chance would cuddle up tightly in bed with you, wrapping his arms around you to hold you close. Parker left you random notes with compliments and declarations of love scattered around the house. There were many, many cheek kisses followed by a compliment.
Things also got a bit steamier as well. Chance once cornered you in the hall, pressing you up against the wall. His thick warm hands trailed over your body, as his eyes drank in your image. His dark gaze flicked back to connect with yours that had an electric shock hit your heart and shoot straight to your core. Pressing a heated kiss to your lips, he pulled away slightly to ask: "Do you know how badly I want you?" You noticed the prominent bulge in his pants pressed up against your thigh. Yet another spark shot through you, flaring heat in your core.
Before you could respond, he pulled away with a teasing smirk. All he left you with was a caress against your cheek as he sauntered off to his office. You stood against the wall as if you were still pinned in, heart racing and lips tingling with the ghost of his heated kiss.
Parker wasn't as smooth as Chance, but still affected you greatly nonetheless. As you folded laundry together, you felt a familiar heated stare in your direction. You stopped folding a shirt, turning to look at him. His eyes were filled with a lustful hunger, like you were a meal he was desperate to eat. It appeared that's what he wanted, considering the words that came from his mouth: "I want you to sit on my face."
Cheeks flaring red, you stuttered as your brain tried to find words. "Huh?"
"You heard me." He shot you a cocky grin, loving how flustered you were. "I want you to sit on my face. You know, eat you out, cunnilingus, fel–"
"I-I'm aware of what you meant!" You stammered out, eyes flitting away from his gaze. "I just don't want you to get hurt by doing that."
"I won't." Parker said matter-of-fact, as if that was a clear truth. "You shouldn't worry about it." He walked up to you, hands landing on your hips as he pulled you to him.
"Parker…" You muttered, cheeks hot. "As much as that would be nice, let's not kid ourselves."
"Who's kidding themselves?" Parker cocked his head, raising a brow. "I'm not some delicate fairy, you can sit on my face just fine."
"Oh my god!" You let out an awkward chuckle, shaking your head incredulously. "Do you seriously want that?"
"I will beg for it if I have to." He lowered himself to the ground, then crawled up to you. Wrapping his arms around your thighs, he kissed up your legs stopping right under your clothed sex.
"Oh, uh…" You let out a shaky breath. "W-well if you're sure–"
"Positive." He interrupted, then nipped at your thigh, making you squeak with surprise. "Absolutely positive."
Sometime later, you found yourself curled up with Chance on the couch as movie droned on in the background. After almost a full week of their compliments, kisses, and teasing, your were buzzing with need. Each touch had your skin on fire. Your body was begging for some form of release. Chance's hand was gently caressing over the side of your body, making you hyper aware of how good it felt when he touched you.
"Parker said you agreed to sit on his face." Chance spoke nonchalantly, staring at the TV.
Your eyes widened, and you turned to look at him. Mouth dry, you found yourself in a flustered position once again.
"Well?" Chance asked, his hand stopping at your waist to give it a teasing squeeze.
"H-he might've." You said quietly.
"Only might've?" Chance's voice held an amused lilt to it. He sure loved having a bit of power over you.
"Okay…" You sighed. "I agreed to it."
"Agreed to what?" He grinned, looking at you expectantly.
"Chance…" You grumbled, knowing exactly what he was doing. Yet, you still felt a thrill rush through you.
"Just tell me."
"I agreed to sit on his face." You said, letting out a harsh breath.
"Was that so hard?" He chuckled as you nodded. "Well, since you're granting him a request, maybe you could do something for me as well?"
"That depends." You were now well aware of the way his hand was moving down your stomach, flaring up heat in your core.
"On what?"
"What is it that you want?"
"Hmm…" He pretended to think, knowing full well what he was going to ask. "I want you to ride me."
"Really?" You pushed yourself up slightly, looking him straight in the eye.
"Yeah. I think it'd be hot." He smirked as he watched your squirm under his heated gaze.
"I don't know about that."
"I do. And I know it'd be hot." He wasn't going to let you get out of this easily.
"Okay." Your words had his brows raising with surprise. "It's only fair since I agreed to Parker's."
"Whoa." Chance removed his hand from you. "I don't want you to feel pressured into this. I want you to want it too."
"I do!" You felt an icy jab of fear, as if you had done something wrong. "I just don't want to hurt you guys." You sat up, curling your arms around yourself protectively. "I've always wanted to do that kind of stuff with you, I'm just afraid that I'm too big for you guys."
Chance looked over himself, and gave you a confused look. "You know I bench significantly more than you weigh, right? Also, I'm not one to be questioning 'bigness.'" He pointedly looked at his softer gut then looked back at you. "Love, we can take you."
"Even Parker?" You questioned.
"Especially Parker. He looks like a beanpole, but even he can toss me around if he wishes." Chance stifled a groan at the thought of Parker's more feral side. "We've got this."
"Okay." You felt a surge of confidence fill your being, reminding you of your visit to the mall. Nodding to yourself, you made an internal decision to continue to ride this wave of confidence. "Maybe we could try things out this weekend?" You bit your lip as hope sparkled in your eyes.
"Sounds like a plan, beautiful." Chance smiled as he pressed a tender kiss to your lips.
Surprisingly, you managed to keep that confidence at the forefront of your mind. Through the rest of the week, you felt yourself standing a bit straighter, smiling brighter, feeling a lightness in your chest. You felt good, really good. There was also that extremely pent up and horny part of you that was absolutely begging for you to get your hands on your men. Thankfully, you had reached the weekend.
Deciding to waste no time, you ran to your bedroom as soon as you got home. Parker and Chance were chilling in the living room, surprised to see you fly past them. Sharing a knowing look, the two of them grinned with excitement. They decided to let you get ready, but were just as antsy as you were.
When you entered the bedroom, you locked the door to keep the men in suspense. Quickly, you grabbed the lingerie and put it on. In the mirror you looked over yourself. Instead of disgust, you felt another surge of confidence. The lace accentuated your assets perfectly. You looked so fucking good. Good enough for Parker to eat, and for you to get on top of Chance. No longer did that voice of doubt sound. Instead, your mind was filled with excitement for the events to come. Nodding to yourself, you decided it was time to reveal yourself. Grabbing a silk robe, you covered yourself and headed out of the room.
Slowly you made your way to the living room. Chance and Parker perked up as they heard the bedroom door unlock. They hadn't even seen you yet, but could already feel themselves grow hard with the anticipation. When you entered the living room, you saw they were breathing heavily. In your little robe, they were entranced by your presence.
Making a show out of it, you teasingly slid your hand down your torso to the belt of the robe. Pulling the belt off, you let the robe drop off of your shoulders. The two men were stunned in silence. Their jaws dropped at the reveal, making them look as if they were about to drool at the sight. Heated gazes drank in your image, making the men fully hard. Parker was fidgety, wondering if he should just keep staring at your glory or worship you like the goddess you were. He decided the latter was the most important.
Rushing up from the couch, he surprised you with a deep kiss. Immediately, his tongue found its way to yours, making you whine at his taste. His hands cupped at your lace-clad breasts, his fingers teasing at your nipples through the fabric. Against your lips he groaned as he felt you up.
"Fuck." He breathed out, pulling back slightly to look at you. "You're so beautiful."
"You're perfect." Chance had sauntered up to you, taking up a spot behind you. He kissed up your neck, finding that sweet spot of yours he had memorized.
"Oh." Your eyes fluttered shut as the man began to love on you with their lips and hands.
Chance continued to work at your neck as his strong hands slid down your backside. He cupped your ass, then gave it a cheeky squeeze. Parker kissed down your body, then teased your nipples with his tongue over the lingerie. His hand moved down, cupping over your heated sex before dipping under the waistband of the panties. As his digits slid through your folds, his lips found yours again. He moaned into your mouth as he felt how wet you had already gotten.
"You're soaked." Parker nipped at your lower lip, then pulled back. Putting on a show of his own, he took his fingers and slid them into his mouth. He groaned lowly as he tasted your sweet essence, feeling his cock twitch at the flavor. "Fuck, I need more of you."
"You did say you'd sit on his face, right?" Chance teased with a hot breath before nipping at your ear.
"Uhuh…" You nodded, eyes glazed over in a blissed out daze. Already these men were making your head foggy with their actions. You were absolutely done for when the real pleasure occurred.
"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" Chance offered, giving Parker a heated look that had the man shivering.
"I like the sound of that." Parker agreed.
Together you quickly moved to your bedroom and clamored onto your large bed. Chance and Parker began to remove the lingerie from your body.
"As much as I love seeing this on you." Chance pulled off the top. "I think I prefer you out of it." He smirked as your breasts jiggled with the removal of the article.
Parker slid off the panties, groaning at the sight of your slicked sex. Your essence connected to the fabric, a line of it snapping as he tugged the article down your legs. When they were off, he pulled them to his face. His tongue darted out to lick off the sweetness soaked on them. He looked directly into your eyes as he lapped it off, groaning at the taste. His actions had heat shooting between your legs. Tossing the panties to the side, he crawled up to you. After pressing a deep kiss to your lips, he pulled back with a wild look in his eyes.
"I need you to sit on my face. Now."
"O-okay." You breathed out, chasing after his lips.
You kissed him deeply, tangling your tongues together. When you pulled back, Parker began to rip his clothes off. Without a care in the world, he stripped down and tossed the clothes to the side. When his boxers were removed, his long hard cock flopped out and smacked against his toned lower belly. The sight had you licking your lips, but Parker tsked at you.
"Nuh uh, sweetheart. Tonight's all about you." He kissed you, then moved to lay at the head of the bed. Leaning on his elbows, he beckoned you forward.
Turning to Chance, you he nodded for you to join Parker. As you crawled over, Chance stripped himself of his clothes, then laid down next to Parker. He bit his lip as he watched you scoot yourself over Parker's face. Looking up at your dripping heat, Parker whined and bit his lip. God, every part of you was utterly gorgeous.
As you hovered over Parker, you nervously sucked on your cheek. Now that you were in this position, you were beginning to have some doubts. "Parker I don– Oh!" Your beginning protests were immediately cut off as Parker wrapped his arms around your thighs and forced your pussy down onto his mouth.
His tongue swiped up your cunt, your sweet flavor making him moan against you. The lick and vibrations had you moaning as well. You gripped onto the headboard tightly as you felt your legs grow shaky as Parker began to eat you out with fervor. He was like a starved man, his tongue licking up as much of your essence as he could and his mouth suckled at your swollen clit. You cried out as his tongue thinned to flick at the sensitive nub, heat shooting to your core.
Beside you, Chance wrapped his hand around his thick cock as he watched Parker eat you out. He focused on the blissed out look on your face as Parker brought you pure pleasure. The sight alone had Chance wanting to cum, but he held himself back slightly. Thumbing the underside of the head of his cock, Chance groaned. Your sweet moans had his sensitive sex craving more. However, he could wait. Especially considering he got to see you come undone on his other lover's face.
Unconsciously, your hips moved with Parker's licks to chase your growing high. Parker was loving every part of this. He so desperately wanted you to use his mouth to give you the pleasure that you deserved. His cock twitched as he licked and slurped against your sex. Fuck, he wanted you to cum on his face so badly. This was a dream come true, he needed to pinch himself to remind him that this was real.
You cried out at a harsh suck against your clit. Pleasure had that heat growing even hotter in your core. Dropping your head, you looked between your legs. The top portion of Parker's face was slightly visible. Your eyes connected with his, and you moaned shakily at the sight. That insatiable hunger of his swirled in his irises as he sped up his ministrations against your sex.
The heat was nearing its peak. You could feel yourself reaching a climax faster than you ever had before. Parker noticed it as well, smirking against your cunt as his tongue relentlessly flicked against your clit. Each flick shot a spark to the burning embers within you. A final flick had you toppling over the edge. Throwing your head back, you cried out in ecstasy. White hot pleasure coursed through you, making your legs tighten around Parker's head. Sobs escaped your mouth as your hips thrust against his mouth. Parker didn't relent, continuing to lick at your sex with a goal in mind. Suddenly, you found yourself thrusting forward to hold onto the headboard as your body shook with a surprise orgasm. Beneath you, Parker moaned as your pussy squirted against his mouth. His tongue worked away at you slowly as your body came down from its incredible high. Broken moans were interspersed with sobs as the aftershocks of pleasure pulsed within your body.
When you came down, your chest heaved with harsh breaths. Blinking slowly, the man between your legs face became clear in your vision. He was grinning up at you, slick covering the lower half of his face. He kissed your inner thigh, making you whimper.
"You taste so fucking good." He purred against your skin. "I could go for some more…" He kissed your other thigh. "But I'll let Chance have his turn."
At the mention of his name, you noticed the man had crawled up behind you. His hands slid up your torso, cupping your breasts. Thick fingers teased at your pebbled nipples, making you whine. Parker slid out from under you, and Chance quickly turned your body around to face him. Cupping your face, he pressed a deep kiss to your lips. You moaned into his mouth, giving him easy access to slide his tongue against yours. Turning your heads, you kissed passionately as your hands roamed each other's bodies. Your hand found Chance's hard cock, its heat seared against your hand as you wrapped around the thick shaft. After giving it a few tugs, you pulled back from Chance. He shared that same hunger that Parker had, making you shiver.
Though you had just received an earth-shattering orgasm, your pussy fluttered at the thought of taking Chance next. He leaned back, his cock standing proud. Looking at you, Chance raised an expectant brow. Considering Parker was more than capable of handling you, there was no more worry about your size. Your heart swelled at the thought of the men wanting you like this, sending you another surge of confidence. Chance smiled as you crawled toward him. You kissed him softly, feeling yourself smile against his lips.
Settling on top, you decided to be a tease. Your pussy slid over his cock, letting the head catch at your entrance, but not taking him fully. He groaned, grabbing at your hips. When you tried the move again, he stopped you from moving. Thrusting up, he filled you up in one go. The tip of his cock hit right into that gummy sweet spot of yours, making you choke out a moan. You looked down at the man with surprise. He shot you a cocky grin and chuckled.
"I told you I bench more than you weigh. I can take you easily sweetheart." His smirk vanished as soon as you began to move on top of him. His eyes rolling back as he felt your plush walls suck in his thick length.
"And I thought that you wanted me to be on top." You purred against his lips. "Doesn't that mean I should be in control." You smirked as he let out a strangled moan.
His hands held onto your hips as you rode him. Each slide up and down had his cock pistoning perfectly into your sweet spot. Delicious friction was provided to your clit through Chance's dark happy trail, making you whine. Parker had certainly overstimulated your pussy, but your body still wanted more. The external and internal pleasure had heat blooming in your core once more. Every spark had your pussy walls fluttering around Chance's cock, making him moan. His own climax was nearing as he had his own dreams come true.
As you rode him, Chance was burning the sight into his memory. The way your breasts bounced, the way your mouth hung open as a stream of moans escaped past your lips, the feeling of your plush thighs flexing against his. He could get used to seeing this sight more often. As if he wasn't already addicted to it.
Parker was also enjoying the view. Tugging at his neglected cock, he watched your pussy suck in Chance's thick cock. Both you and Chance were in fucked out states. Though your eyes were glazed over they were also still filled with adoration as you made love. Parker felt his chest warm at the sight while his cock also twitched. Damn, it was so hot to watch the two of you in love. Biting his lip, he followed the speed of your hips, hoping he would get the opportunity to have you ride him.
"Fuck, you're perfect." Chance groaned, trying to hold back his orgasm. He desperately wanted you to cum on his cock.
"Ch-chance!" You cried out, feeling you so close to the edge of your climax.
"I know. Cum for me, love." Chance bit his lip as he watched you come undone on top of him.
At his words, your pussy clamped around his cock. Both of you moaned as orgasms wracked through your bodies. You shook with ecstasy as intense pleasure exploded from your core. Eyes shut tight, you felt your pussy pulsing from the euphoric feeling. These orgasms were unlike anything you had ever experienced before. The mix of sensuality and pure love had you in absolute bliss, the closest thing to heaven on earth you could imagine experiencing. Chance was right with you as his cock filled your fluttering cunt with hot ropes of cum. He didn't realize he could cum this hard as his cock throbbed with pleasure. Throwing his head back, he groaned as the shocks of his climax shot through him.
Next to you, Parker came as he watched you and Chance reach your shared climax. Parker couldn't find the words to describe how beautiful you looked as you allowed the pleasure to wash over your being. The sight has his cock twitching and covering his hand with his spend. He moaned, still pumping his length as his gaze darted between you and Chance as you felt that pure euphoria fill your beings.
When you came down, you planted your hands beside Chance's head. You grinned, face still showing you were blissed out. After receiving those intense orgasms, you felt yourself grow very weary. Chance noticed your tired state, and cupped your face lovingly. Wrapping his arms around you, he helped you relax your body against his. You sighed contently, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
"That was amazing." He said then kissed the top of your head.
"I've never like that before…" You murmured.
"Me neither." Chance and Parker said at the same time, making Chance turn to look at his other partner.
"Really?" Chance asked.
"Really." Parker nodded.
After resting for a moment, you lifted off of Chance to lay down beside him. Your partners helped clean you up and got you some water as you felt like you could barely move at the moment. Once you were well taken care of, they joined you on the bed. You all shared soft kisses and sweet nothings as they caressed your body lovingly.
"Thank you." Parker said, then kissed your lips gently.
"I should be the one thanking you guys." You turned your head to each side to acknowledge the both of them.
"Why's that? You were the one that did what we asked." Chance raised a brow.
"Well, if you hadn't…" You looked over at the vanity. Though you couldn't currently see your reflection, you still remembered the way you felt when you dressed up for them. "I haven't felt this good about myself since…" You paused, chewing on your lip. "Since ever, really."
"I'm sorry, love." Chance cupped your cheek, making you look at him. His eyes were sad, brows furrowed with personal frustration. "If I had known–"
You shut him up with a kiss. "It's okay. I know it has been harder to get me to open up. But the way you guys made me feel…" You felt tears welling up in your eyes. "It's one thing to be liked, even loved, but I've never felt so desired before." You looked at them with teary eyes, but had a bright smile on your face. "It just feels so good to be wanted." You wiped away the tears. "So thank you."
Your trio shared a flurry of kisses and "I love yous." You giggled as your lovers peppered you with adoration.
"Well, if you want to know that you're wanted…" Parker bit his lip, a mischievous spark in his eyes. "You should know that I want you to sit on my face again."
"Parker!" Chance tried to admonish him, but couldn't help laughing.
Throwing your head back, you cackled at your partner's audacity. Despite the teasing, you couldn't help but feel that swell in your chest. It sure did feel good to be wanted.
a collection of the date everything blinkies i've made so far! (i know traveler is spelled wrong i forgot to save it so it's immortalized forever. and the amir one is spelled wrong on purpose because it's supposed to be the "i'm trying to remember how to spell gorgus" meme). if there are any specific characters you'd like, please let me know! i'd love to make more!
@liazard i know you wanted me to tag you when i posted them!
tangentwithtanner
blakekathryn
andulkaphoto
turnnoffyourmind
areudirty
