Titus but we’ve made a bet with him, something along the lines of ‘you couldn’t catch me if you tried.’
Which is how we end up in the woods on a gloomy day, with a 10 minute headstart before he finds us 😭 and we’re like ‘be as rough as you want’ . Pure EXCITEMENT oozing from the both of you
mmm I like how your brain works anon. <3 tell me what you guys think about Titus saying “little lamb” and “lamb” I read it in this, and haven’t gotten over it!! Ughh ofc love you lots and lots like polka dots!! Hope you enjoy ;3
you and Titus were alike and way more ways than anyone would think. On the outside you were two completely different people. A 50 year old man, with a woman who was definitely too young for him. By social norms that meant you two were completely opposite.
But you understood each other more than anyone would think. That’s why at least once every week you and Titus have a ‘hunt’ of your own. It usually involves you hiding and him seeking rather than playing a ‘tag’ type of game. So you made the proposal to him while you were both getting ready for your weekly ‘hunt’.
You’re sitting on the bed tying your shoes as your knee is brought to your chest. Titus is in his side of the closet searching for a flannel because tonight is rather chilly.
You set your foot down making a thud and let out a small sigh leaning forward to try and peak at what he’s currently doing. “Tyyyy” you drag it out as you stand up and step into his closet with a smile as you stand in the doorway
“Yes, little lamb?” He’s turning around with a flannel folded up in his hands, you can’t help but smile at the way the warm closet light is catching all his features and making him look so domestic you stalk over to him and wrap your arms around him causing him to toss the flannel to the bench that sits behind you in the middle of the walk in closet.
“Do you think we can do something different tonight?”
In truth you’d grown tired of the same old hide and seek routine, you needed some adrenaline and figured it would do him some good too.
“How do you mean?” He’s got a brow cocked as his arm snakes around your lower back and he holds you against him. You’re still dangling around his neck like a ‘spider monkey’ as he would call it.
“It’s just that… well there’s no good places to hide where it makes it fun.” You look down briefly and pull back, your grip around him loosening as you put a little bit of room between you too
“Ahhh… so what do you have in mind?”
He’s letting you fall back because he knows this probably has to do with what you’re thinking of.
“Well… I think a game of tag would be fun… plus I doubt you could outrun me.” You say that last bit with a snide smile and look over your shoulder like it’s nothing
He lets out a low chuckle and nods “right… if that’s what you think.”
Which is how you end up here.
Heart racing and a small smile on your face as you take your 10 minute head start to your advantage. You’ve hid yourself behind a big tree sitting at the base of it as you cover your mouth to fight back your small giggles that are trying to escape. You’ve been sitting there for about 12 minutes growing slightly impatient but you know your Titus will pull through. He’s probably walking because he knows he’ll get you quick.
That’s when you hear the crack of some leaves and peak over the corner of the tree and spot Titus lurking with a wide smile and he spots you, you lock eyes and know you’ve been caught so you step out from your spot.
“Titus…”
He’s giving a small nod
“Yes, lamb?”
You’re all shy and cute with a slight blush on your cheeks and an awkward smile “you can be as rough as you want…”
You’re utterly proud of your words and he’s standing there with an even wider smile and nods talking a slow step forward
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
And about a second later he’s jumping on top of you and pinning you down, you try to let out a small squeal but he’s quick to cover your mouth and shake his head
“be quiet for me…” you just nod and try to fight back your giggles as he flips you over so easily, and tugs your panties down his clothed bulge making contact with your wet pussy that’s getting some air blown into it due to the gloominess of today.
You’re trembling underneath him and trying your best to not say ‘get on with it alreadyyy’ because you’ve had this terabyte ache between your thighs leading up to right now.
He’s still got his hand cupped over your mouth. You hear the metal of his belt buckle and smile against his palm which makes him let out a chuckle “Eager much?”
You don’t care that you’re caught re handed you just nod and that makes him all the more exited to stuff you full of his cock.
He’s smacking it against your wet pussy before rubbing lightly over your entrance to antagonize you. You hate it. You just need him so bad. Your back arches subconsciously against him and you let out a low muffled noise that sounds all too much like a plea.
He’s not gentle. Because you’ve told him to be rough. As rough as he wanted if he could recall correctly. He’s stuffing you full immediately. Balls smacking against your folds, and he slips his free and down to play with your clit.
“mm, so good. Ghh… fuck!”
He’s pulling out halfway then ramming himself back into you quickly. The sounds of skin slapping against each other, you’re quivering because how he’s fiddling your clit between his thumb and index finger… it’s all too much. You bite down on his hand partially and he’s immediately quickening.
Fingers pinching your bud because you hurt him a little when you hit him and he needs to repay you. You let up from your teeth that were soaking into his skin and lick over where the bite marks are as an apology. He just hums in return.
You’re reaching the brink. You’ve been built up and built up so much over the past few minutes and now you’re letting out a harsh gasp. He lets his hand leave your mouth because he wants to hear it.
“Ty… fuck. I’m coming!” And as you spoke you did exactly as you said, spilling your hot, wet, white juice mixed with your wetness all over his shaft and he’s immediately slapping a hand on your back as he quickens his pace.
“Did I tell you could cum?” You shake your head and look over your shoulder at him.
he’s far too mean because now he’s doing it all over again. This time not letting you cum until he’s cum first. Greedy bastard.