Just imagine reader buying a fuck machine to get off because she a horny pregnant woman but it ends up breaking cause she kept using it all day . Till the point she gots and jumps on Cherry’s thigh and keeps going till she cums and while that was happing Cherry couldn’t help but stair at her breast bouncing every time she move cause their so big because of the milk. Next thing you know Cherry rips off her clothes and goes to town and he can’t helps but drink some of her milk causing both of them to develop a new kink and all while this is happening Cherry takes his phone and records a video so Robert can see when he gets home or he sends it to him while he’s in prison
l love your deviant little mind! 😈
Extra Sensitive
Summary: The lust becomes too much
Pairings: Cherry Pop (Destroyer!Chris) X Reader
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content smut, pregnancy, toy play, sex machine, thigh riding, lactation kink, recording sex, multiple orgasms, implied PIV sex, cockwarming, watching porn, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.4K
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Cherry knew there was something wrong. He knew every morning you woke up, stomped around the house, and almost scowled at him. Hard and deliberate movements, and anytime he got to close your teeth would clench, and your face would turn away from him. One day it was you that got too close, giving him a quick smell of his neck, and then lurching away from him. When he gave you a quick little chuckle, it only infuriated you more.
“Baby Girl, what’s wrong?” he asked with true concern, but then he touched your knee.
“Nothing! You should go. Don’t you have work to do?” your voice short when you push his hand off of you.
“Robert doesn’t like leaving you alone too often. Just tell me what’s bothering you. I can help,” he comes closer, putting his hand on your shoulder this time, giving the area a little squeeze.
“Robert is in prison, and nothing is wrong. Just go.”
Cherry leaves confused, and hurt that you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong. But you just can’t be around him. You know how he feels when he’s stretching your walls out. Knows the way his mouth tastes of tobacco and spearmint. And when he does random things around the house for you, and he makes those small grunts, it reminds you of how he sounds when he’s pumping deep into your cunt, and it drives you absolutely insane that you’re hornier than you’ve ever been, and you can’t do anything about it but play with the stupid toys that Robert supplied in ample amounts. The one thing you haven’t played with is one of Robert’s favorites, the sex machine.
You struggle to set the dumb rig up; this was always something Robert took pride in. Always getting it in the right angle and everything. Setting it up might have been difficult, but you got it. Setting up the camera, because you know it’ll make your Sir feral, you settle down. Giving a quick little wink to the camera, rubbing along your swollen belly. Placing his favorite dildo in his cunt, letting the machine fuck you.
Arching you back, you pinch your sensitive nipples. Keening with how good it feels, and even though you get off, it’s not enough. You continue letting that machine fuck you, screaming out, and even then, it’s still not enough. Adjusting the dildo, and the angle, nope. Nothing. You’re insatiable, to the point the machine starts slowing down, bogged down from all its exertion, standing up, you scream. Hitting the stupid thing.
Cherry walks in when he hears you screaming and cussing at the toy. Running into the bedroom, he stares at your naked self, frustrated and cussing. And he has the AUDASCITY to smirk! Laughing at the position he caught you in. “What the hell is your problem?” you ask him, panting.
“I’m sorry, but...is that what your deal has been?” cocking up an eyebrow you stare at him questioningly. “Are you sexually frustrated Baby Girl? Missing Freezy, and you got an itch that you can’t scratch?”
You pout, sitting on the bed, and wrap your robe around you. Only realizing how exposed you are. Not that it isn’t anything Cherry hasn’t seen. Feeling sorry for you, he sits down on the bed. “I’m sorry that was insensitive. What is the problem?”
“I’m fucking horny all the fucking time, and these stupid things,” you give the machine a little kick, “...just aren’t the same. I don’t have someone to hold onto me, while they say the filthiest thing in my ear, claiming my pussy as their own,” you actually cry. Tears falling down your face, and Cherry wraps an arm around you, holding you close him. Smelling that intoxicating smell. “I just miss him, and I miss being held, and miss being fucked properly.”
That’s when it hits you. Cherry being so damn close, and understanding, he’s right there. He doesn’t have to actually fuck you. But he can hold you while you get off. Shrugging off his arm, you stand in front of him, pushing the robe off your body. Instinctively he rubs along your stomach, before his hand drops, “What’re you doing, Baby Girl?” his damn legs are always spread, so it’s easy to straddle one of his thighs. The roughness of his blue jeans already creating a rough touch to your clit. You roll your hips on him, watching a trail of your slick coat the denim, before looking up at him. “What...what are you doing?”
“Cherry, I’m so tired of being alone,” you roll your hips again, and even though you’re the one feeling delightful friction, his eyes flutter shut. “This should be enough. Can’t I just...?” quickly he nods his head, while you ride his thigh.
Cherry can’t tear his eyes off of your swollen body, most notably your stretched tits. With every move you make on his thigh, they bounce even more. He’s always been more partial to your chest over everything, but now, there’s a dark lust with how tight, and already full of milk they are. Leaning forward he attaches his lips to your swollen bud. Watching you ride out your impending high. Kitten licking the pebbled peak before completely sucking on your sensitive nipple. You grab tighter to Cherry. Your fingers digging into his back. When the first bit of milk breaks through, his eyes roll back at how amazing it tastes and feels.
Looking back up at you, he knows you felt it too. Gliding your hands up to his head you hold him tighter to your chest. His hands grip roughly to your hips, and he forces you to grind down harder on his thigh. You pant over him, feeling the heat buildup in your tummy. “Cherry...” you moan, bearing down on his thick leg. Soaking him when the electricity of your orgasm crashing through you. You slow down, smiling down at Cherry who still sucks on your breast. Bringing his phone up, he turns to the side pulling off just to smile at the camera. Your engorged nipple surrounded with beads of milk, “How was that Baby Girl?”
“How long has that been on?”
“Awhile. Needed something to remember this by. Doubt it happens again,” you laugh, turning back to see the red light on the camera still glowing. “How long has that been on?”
“Since the machine was fucking me.”
“You really are his Pretty Girl, aren’t you?”
Your fingers pet along his scruff, “Your Baby Girl, too,” you lean down to give him a soft kiss to the lips. “Fuck me.”
“I can’t.”
“I need it. That wasn’t enough. It’s never enough. Please, just...” he twists you on the bed, and you shuffle back further, eyes never leaving him.
“We’re leaving the camera on. That way Robert can watch it later.”
“It can’t be our secret?”
Cherry shakes his head no, stripping off his clothes slowly. Crawling on the bed over your body, “He’ll like that we included him, Baby Girl.”
“You fucking drank from her tits?” Robert asks watching the video. “My Pretty Girl, you sucked on her fucking tits so hard, you drank from her? Pretty Girl, watch your body. You fucking loved that shit, didn’t you?” you smile giving him a nod. You had been cockwarming him the whole time these two deviants watched the home porn. “My perfect little filthy slut. How did my cunt feel when she was pregnant Cherry boy?”
“Uh..well, um...”
“You better tell me the fucking truth, you lying is what’s pissing me off.”
“It was amazing. She was extra sensitive.”
“That’s it. Another baby is getting fucked into my pussy. No arguing from either one of you, I don’t even care who the fucking father is.”
“Robert, you're not fucking a baby into me just for amazing sex.”
Robert seethes looking at you, “Pretty Girl, we’ve already talked about this. I want to be a part of that process. Amazing sex is just a bonus. Now Cherry, let’s see that video on your phone,” he hums, his hand sliding down to press against your swollen clit. “And when we’re done, we’re getting started on fucking my pussy full of cum. You want that don’t you? Our filthy cumslut.”
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