finally someone who writes for geten 🥺 can i request a scenario with him overstimulating his s/o? thank you!
Yes, yes you may anon. I live for Geten and overstimulation. Enjoy xx
Your head hit the pillow with a soft thud, moan catching in your mouth, little gasps leaving you as his fingers curled again, just in the right spot, stretching further to rub against the spongy spot inside you, if there was one thing he knew how to do, it was make you fall apart. His mouth was currently latched onto one of your nipples, teeth biting down harshly while his fingers scissored inside you, you gasped again sharply as your pussy clenched around him.
“Geten”, your fingers tangled tightly in his hair suddenly, trying to get his attention, but he ignored you in favour of biting harder, humming happily around your nipple, your eyes rolled back then, hips spasming slightly as his fingers thrust deeper, “Geten, wait, I- I’m going to-“
Your mouth dropped open with a loud cry as you reached your climax, legs trembling around his arm as his fingers continued their brutal assault, his mouth finally leaving your breasts, eyes snapping up to yours, locked on your face as your orgasm washed over you. Your soft mewls were music to his ears as your nails dug into his hand, trying to pull him away, clearly satisfied. Such a shame really, because he wasn’t. Your eyes snapped open again when his fingers didn’t pull back, your hips jerking, trying to move away from his touch, but his other hand came down instantly to press down on your stomach, pinning you down to the bed with a strength that always managed to surprise you.
“Geten”, you choked out the word desperately as your walls clenched around him, pussy dripping around his digits, he gave you a particularly harsh thrust and was rewarded with a desperate little squeal as you tied to jerk away from him again. “Please”, you sobbed at him, nails breaking the skin on his hand now, but he just started scissoring again, biting his lip as you started to sob in earnest, tears streaming down your blotchy face, he loved that face you were making, he needed to see it again every day for the rest of his life. “Geten” you tried again, voice broken, and he cocked his head at you curiously, waiting for you to continue. You cried out as his fingers rubbed across that spot inside you again, wailing at him now, “it’s too much, p-please I- I can’t, I can’t”.
You were babbling, it was really fucking hot. He’d never pushed you like this before, he wondered idly how much further he could press the issue, his mouth latched onto your throat, sucked wet, purple marks into your skin, smirking into the flesh when you bucked against him, body trying desperately to evade him even as his fingers remained thrusting inside, walls squelching wetly around him, the sound obscene. He loved it, watching your eyes flutter as you whimpered, tears continuing to fall, his mouth moved down to your nipple then and bit down again, and that was too much apparently.
Your scream took him by surprise but he enjoyed it anyway, watching your body jerk wildly as you came again, even harder than the first time, crying and sobbing desperately for him to stop, hips jerking viciously in a circular motion as you tried to escape. “Please, i-it’s too, I-I can’t, please stop”. He just smirked slightly, pulling his fingers slowly from your clenching pussy, moving down lower to watch in awe as your tight little hole continued to spasm around nothing. He had done that to you. You were dripping, slick covered your thighs now and he leaned closer to lick it off your legs, grinning when your body jerked nervously.
He had been thinking of stopping, but since you didn’t want to be a good girl today, clearly you needed a punishment. His tongue buried itself in your pussy a second later, hands gripping your thighs in a grip so tight they’d be bruised tomorrow, moving his head up as your body jerked away from him again, you were screaming again, people would hear you, he didn’t care. There was no whimpering this time round, you just screamed and sobbed and ripped at his hair in hopes of getting him off your pussy, he nibbled on your clit in retaliation, moaning against your wetness and slurping at your juices as you sobbed, hips spasming in a rhythm now, your head going side to side in desperation, trying to focus on anything else.
His mouth closed around your clit then, sucking harshly and you started shrieking, body jack-knifing, moaning and screaming, begging him to stop, or that was the general idea, your words kept breaking off, like you couldn’t finish a sentence anymore, like he’d broken that part of you. Hot as fuck. He sucked harder, tongue swirling around your dripping pussy lips as he did, moaning around your swollen clit, it must have been so sensitive, judging by how much it had swollen up, he grinned at the thought.
You jerked then, grunting desperately before your body went slack, drawn like a bow against him, toes curling viciously against the sheets as you pressed harder against his out of reflex, body jerking slower, but harder, your eyes disappeared into the back of your head, mouth open in a soundless scream, fingers buried in the ruined sheet that you’d came on three times now, he loved seeing you like this. He moaned, about to pull away, finally, and then your pussy squirted against his mouth, slick shooting across his chin, and he lost it. His tongue moved instantly to where it was still gushing, lapping it up like he was dying of thirst, your body didn’t even jerk away anymore. He sucked and lapped at every little bit he could, cleaning you of the mess dutifully before looking up in surprise, finding you unconscious against the pillow.
He smirked happily, chin covered in your slick, sticky and wet, and then he grazed your clit curiously with his thumb, watching you jerk wildly, even knocked out. He’d never pushed you this far before, but he knew right then, staring intently at your pussy, still clenching around nothing, at your swollen, sore clit, that he would defintley be doing it again. Maybe next time he’d see how many times he could have you cumming in one whole night. Your tear streaked cheeks had his cock rock hard in his pants, he pushed his hand against it, pushing it down.
He’d be polite, and wait for you to wake up before he shoved his throbbing cock into that wrecked little hole.
Maybe.