PLEASE WE WANT A SEX TAPE W GRAYSON
This would all stem from one singular conversation. A conversation about how you could only imagine what his back would look like while he’s got one hand on the headboard, fucking the shit out of you. You weren’t sure what had made you wonder, but you had watched him workout this morning shirtless and bam you couldn’t get the thought out of your head. So you brought it to him.
And he could barely get you to his room before he had his hands all over your body.
You couldn’t help the breathless giggles passing your lips between every sloppy kiss he laid on your lips because his excitement was radiating off of him. He even tripped while getting his shorts off, his normal grace totally lacking at the thought of getting to watch you cum on video over and over again.
But he still managed to get you both out of your clothes and now he’s shuffling around the comforter trying to find his phone.
“Fuck,” he mumbles, and you fully laugh now. He pouts, looking at you. “What?”
“How is it the one time we actually need your phone you manage to misplace it?”
He merely rolls his eyes, his search continuing on until he finally finds it hidden deep within the sheets. He holds it up in victory, beaming at you. “You won’t be laughing in a minute.”
“Is that a threat?” you quirk your brow.
Before you can even react to his words, he’s crawled on top of you, phone in hand, trailing his lips up your body and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He only lifts his mouth once he reaches your own, his hot breath tickling your lips as he speaks again. “Already so wet baby, I haven’t even touched you.”
“I watched you work out shirtless for an hour,” you huff, your knees falling to the sides as he settles himself between them.
He chuckles, leaning down to give you one, quick passionate kiss. “Ready for me, then?”
You appreciated that even through all his horniness and excitement he still made sure to check in, never wanting to hurt you. You simply nod, your hands moving to his lower back to press his hips into your. He groans when he feels your wetness against his hard dick, but shakes his head as he lifts his hand with the phone. He’s quick to get the recording going, his other arm extending fully in order to get your face completely in view. “Words, baby. Gotta hear it in words.”
You bite your lip, the thought of being able to hear his gruff voice on the recording later already do things to you, but you do your best to not get to distracted just yet. “I’m ready.”
He just raises his brow, moving back on his knees a bit in order to lift his other hand to your chin to hold your face. “Ready for what?”
Your stomach churned as you realized he wanted the same thing as you, to hear your breathy voice later and all the dirty things that can come out of it. “Ready for you to start.”
“Gonna be shy about it now that I’ve got the camera on you? Come on, baby. Do your worst,” he chuckles, knowing exactly how his words are getting to you.
You gaze falls to the phone above for a moment as you do your best to not get t nervous. His intense gaze was usually enough to make you blush, but knowing you’d both be able to watch this all unfold again put a bit of pressure on you. But, you were determined to make it enjoyable for the both of you (now and later), so you take a breath before looking back at Grayson. “Ready for you fuck me until I’m shaking.” Although your voice is light, you still have a bit of conviction in your voice.
He smirks, satisfied with your answer. “Yeah? Want my dick baby?” His fingers loosen on your face so you can move your mouth and head better and all you do is nod with a bit of a pout on your lips, your eyes begging for him to touch you.
This seems to convince him as he shifts above you. “Take it,” he mumbles, handing the phone over to you for a moment. You turn it to him as he moves above you, one of his hand gripping your thigh right by your hip as his other hand guides his tip through your folds. You moan when he brushes over your clit, your toes curling at the thought of what’s to come. You make sure to pan the camera slowly down his body, taking in every inch of his sculpted torso as you look down his body to where he’s about to slide into you.
He slowly starts to push into you and gasp immediately at the feeling. Your steady hand falters, the video shaking as a result as he bottoms out.
“Fuck,” he moans and you whimper in response, lifting your hips up to get him as deep as possible. “Give it back,” he mumbles, not giving you a chance to hand him the phone as he takes it from your grasp. Your arm falls across your stomach, the other going above your head to hold the pillows in a feeble attempt to keep yourself grounded for what you know is about to come.
“Fucking went right in baby, you were waiting for this dick, right?” He asks as he lets the camera see your fast rising chest before panning down to where you are connected. He barely moves out just to forcibly push his hips to yours again and the room is filled with noises from your arousal and your moan from the action. “Fuck yeah,” he grunts.
Just as you’re about to beg for him to move, he swiftly moves out of you almost all the way before getting into a quick pace. Your body is jolting at his movements as fire starts to shoot through you all the way to your fingertips as your eyes shut at the immediate pleasure you feel. He was already reaching places in you that you were sure he was in your stomach. You even move your hand to right above where you imagine he is and he grunts.
“Feel me all the way in there, baby?”
You whine, bringing your knees back and up towards you to make sure you were as open for him as possible. This allows for him to lean over you a bit more, and camera shifting to capture your tits that are bouncing withe very single one of his thrusts.
“Fucking words, let me hear where you feel me.”
“So deep Gray, fuck,” you moan out, your fingers curling around the pillow as it does little to keep you steady as he continues to rock into you.
“Feel me in your stomach?” He was slowly coming closer to finish and you could tell just in the way his question barely came out as one, his attention on the pleasure and the camera taking away from his ability to demand answers from you.
“Yes oh my god,” you rush out, arching your back as he brushes over the spot inside you that makes you squirm. He notices, keeping the exact angle to do it again and again.
“Look at you, baby. So fucking wet, can feel you dripping on the sheets,” he lets out a breathy laugh as he brings his free hand comes to rub sloppy circles over your clit. “So swollen, feel good? Huh?”
“Grayson,” you groan out, your hand going from the pillow above you to cover your mouth as pleasure overwhelms you. He’s managed to get into a rhythm of hitting the right spot inside you while brushing your clit in the perfect way and it’s making your whole body feel like jelly.
“No, let me hear it, need to hear it later,” he huffs out, pausing his movements. You whimper, removing your hand and bringing it over his that still slowly rubs your clit. “Good girl.”
At this point you’re panting as he goes back to what he was doing before, sweat lining your forehead as a bubble of pleasure quickly builds inside of you.
You let his name continuously fall from your lips as you roll your hips up into his, your orgasm washing over your as you squeeze your eyes shut, squeaking at how powerful the feeling is. Your thighs are quaking as you feel like you’re floating away, the pleasure rolling through you like a tidal wave.
Once your body has calmed a bit, you open your eyes to watch him over you. Your hand has fully gripped his to stop his movements on your clit, too sensitive for any more stimulation. He’s smirking at you, the camera still above your body. “Gonna watch that every fucking night.”
“Need my fix too,” you mumble, taking the phone from him and turning it to capture him completely, his huge body shadowing over yours as he slowly picks his pace up again.
He takes advantage of his free hands, gripping your thighs tightly to give himself the leverage he needs to quickly come to the brink of his orgasm again.
“Please cum Gray, need to see you cum,” you beg, and he doesn’t need any further prompting to hug his hips tight to yours, his dick twitching as his cum shoots inside you. You manage to catch the way his muscles all tense as you see the pleasure fall over him, his lips open as if he can’t believe how good it feels.
Once his breathing evens out a bit, he takes the phone back and you think he’s gonna end it but instead he pulls out, moving to between your legs in order to have it right in front of your pussy.
You whine, your legs attempting to close around him as you bring a hand to cover yourself, but he shakes his head and grabs your wrist before you can.
“Come on baby, need to see you squeeze it out. Please.”
His words are enough to convince you to let your legs fall back open as you do as he requested.
As soon as you feel his cum start to spill out of you, you hear him groan as he brings his finger to it, dragging it back up to your center before pushing it back in slowly.
You gasp and use your foot to push him away, still feeling too sensitive to have anything in you again. He chuckles, conceding as he takes his finger out, siting up and putting it right against your lips to take into your mouth. You open your lips, licking around his finger until the only thing left on his skin is the feeling of your tongue.
Only when he slowly drags his finger back out does he end the recording, falling next to you.
“That shit’s gonna be so hot,” he mumbles and you giggle, turning to cuddle into him.
“Think we should become amateur porn stars?”
His hand finds your ass immediately, squeeing it possessively. “Fuck no. Just for my eyes.”
It’s officially whore wednesday!!!
