I love this sm and omfg the âSimon Saysâ was so creative fjejudbrhirhejdjhrjejd
It tingled my brain
So hereâs a little drabble of my own adding onto this jaw dropping(literally) and brain damaging post
You were such a tease wearing a skirt like that and leaving the top button of your blouse undone. Simon couldnât help the way his pains strained in your presenceâand god did you love it.
You were bored and just wanted to have a little fun. It started out pretty small; leaning over a little more than necessary when placing something on his desk, adding a little extra to your makeup routine, and trying a little harder in the morning when getting dressed.
But when he gave you the exact reaction you were seeking-
His eyes landing on your behind and his gaze lingering a little longer than normal just so he could admire you.
But then you kicked it up a notch. Your outfits turned a little more slutty and you always made sure to leave the top button undone on your blouse. Your skirt got a little tighter and a lot shorter.
Your teasing turned to full on flaunting.
How could he resist really? When you looked that good bent over his desk. Or maybe between his legs when someone came in and his zipper was down. He could practically feel you melting in his arms as you straddled him, your skirt pushed aside and top undone completely now.
He wanted needed you but even as you basically threw yourself at himâyou didnât give it to him that easy.
The first time he made a sly comment on your outfit and you bit back at him with a tone far different from your âyes sirsâ-
To say he was intrigued was an understatement.
How much of a brat could you be before he snapped?
This became your new goal. You were going to push his limits till there werenât any left to push.
So when you placed files on his desk, you held eye contact knowing your lacy set was on show as you leaned over.
When you were putting files away, you made sure to jut your hips out just right.
And when you were handing him his morning coffee because silly him doesnât have a wife at home to take care of him yet forgot and you decided to be nice for once not really, made sure your hand slid against his hand and your fingers touched for a moment too long before you pulled back with a fawn look in your eyes.
And after one stressful day and no morning coffee because silly you, you must have forgotten to bring it again,
he had enough.
You needed to be taught when to keep your mouth shut.
Apparently making a snarky comment when he mentioned his never ending work load, wasnât such a good ideaâŠ
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Iâll do a part 2 soon but js wanted to get this drabble down before bed
It was just a small gathering with Price and a few of the men he had worked with throughout the years. The host being a general whose wife had recently had a baby. Of course this meant the wifes were all over the cute little thing.
Especially you
Price had never really seen you around children let alone babies before. But the smile on your lips any time one of the toddlers waddling around brought you their toy and the laugh you would let out when they ran back to their mamas. The little coos you would let out when the little new born baby girl started crying.
It took ages with all the mothers doting over the little baby before you finally got your chance to hold her.
Price sat, beer clutched in one hand and a cigar between two fingers in the other. He was chatting away with his mates when you came over with the brightest smile he had ever seen grace your beautiful face.
You sat down on his lap with your shoulder to his chest as you cradled the baby. You didnât even spare a glance at anyone. You cooed and smiled sweetly at the adorable giggling baby in your arms.
Price though-
His eyes were on you
Right then, in that very moment, he could see you holding your little baby girl. She would have your vibrant eyes and his curly brown hair. Her smile would curve just the same as yours when Price would tell you a joke no one else laughed at. She would be strong willed and a natural leader born and raised to be an independent and intelligent woman.
Your son would be making a mess in the playroom with his legos and toy military cars that Price had bought. He would be a fighter but kind at heart just like you are when you think no one is watching. A softy really. But it only made him stronger. He wasnât afraid to speak his mind but cared more about how his words affected those around him.
And then
Just as he could see the White House and picket fence
You looked up at him. Your gaze meeting his with a smile brighter than the sun. No words needed to be said. In just that second he knew you were thinking the same thing.
That diamond ring on your finger wasnât there for the looks.
You were his. His to have a family with. His to love and cherish and treat like a princess. And he was just as much yours. His knees would hit the floor even if the ache in his back would hate him for it in the morning.
It was October 31; Halloween. You didnât normally dress up or go out for Halloween since you were normally either on a mission or too tired from a mission, but this year was different. You joined the task force 141 just under a year ago and found that they all liked to celebrate (in some way or form) holidays.
As usual, you werenât planning on doing anything to celebrate Halloween but when Ghost invited you to a carnival, you couldnât help but say yes. You dressed in fish neck stockings, a tiny leather skirt, a short black tank top, a red racing jacket and healed combat boots. You werenât quite sure if it looked good or not when you arrived with Ghost but the looks people were giving said you looked hot.
The day went well with you and Ghost playing some games and carnival activities. As usual Ghost kept a stoic expression and lacked a smile but you could tell he was enjoying himself just as you were. When the time came everyone entered the large tent that had a huge stage in the middle. An odd box sat at the center of the stage but you didnât pay any mind to it as you found two seats with Ghost.
âLadies and gentlemen, to finish off your evening here I would like to present the annual event. As most of you have been waiting all day for this I wonât take long and will chose a lady from the audience to start us off.â The ring man standing in a flashy red suit announced through a microphone as the whole crowd roared.
It was only now that you noticed how many ladies were dressed in under garments and lacy clothes showing off more then they were covering. You couldnât say you were covering any more than them but most almost looked as if it was intended to be taken off.
You gave a confused glance towards Ghost who was looking ahead and didnât meet your gaze. Suddenly a white beam of light shone over you and the ring man pointed towards you. You were confused before he motioned for you to come down to the center stage where he stood.
You hesitated but did make your way down to him. âNow what is your name, doll?â You tell him your name as the crowd cheers and your cheeks flush not used to the attention being on you.
âDo you know the rules or shall I remind you of how we play here?â
âI-I donât know the rulesâŠ.â
You stammered as you nervously shifted on your feet.
âVery well. You will step into the box at the center of our ring. You will find various holes and cameras that way we can see and interact with you inside. You may exist at any given point you please by simply pressing the red button on the door. You can strip down at which ever speed youâd like and may choose who you interact with.â
You nodded as realization hit you. It was a pleasure box. You go in and others can chose to interact with you or not. You let out a shaky breath as you walk over to the box and close the door shut. Slowly, you strip off your jacket, top, and finally your skirt and fishnets. You are left in small black thongs and a black skimpy bra.
Soon enough you see something appear in one of the hole. A long, veiny, and strained cock. You sink to your knees without much hesitation and wrapped one hand around its base. You look to a screen inside the box to figure out who it was and see a tall brunette with messy hair in a fire fighter costume.
You wrap your lips around his tip and sensually swipe your tongue over. Your hand begins to pump as you start sucking harder and hollowing out your cheeks. You take him down your throat as far as you can go without chocking and pump the rest. Your tongue swirls around him as you now feel heat pulling in your core.
You should feel dirty and ashamed doing this in a semi-public scene but you donât. It only turns you on more to think about it. Your body begins to heat up more as you feel him twitch signaling he is close. Another hole is filled to your left and another slightly shorter but thick cock is now in your view. You take your hand away from the man you are still working on and bring it to stroke the new one.
Your free hand reaches behind your back and unclamps your bra. You donât pay mind to wear it falls and only focus on the load of cum being released into your mouth and down your throat. You swallow everything and pull away with a pop from his tip. Your one hand is still eagerly pumping the newcomers cock who you look up to the screen and see a blond, younger man dressed in a suit and tie.
It doesnât take long before cum is dripping down your bare chest and you pull your hand back. At this point you are aching to be touched and receive any type of friction. This time when a new cock appears you stand up and shimmy out of your panties. You press your back against the wall before bending over and exposing your pussy to them as they pull back for a moment.
Conveniently there is a hand bar in front of you to hold as you glance up at the screen again. Ghost. Heâs the one whose tip is circling your tight and clenching hole. He suddenly slams into you and your legs almost buckle right then and there. He fills you up perfectly as you clench around him. His thrusts are relentless as you have no time to adjust.
Youâre so close already as he slams against your spongy g-spot with every thrust. You moan and canât help your self as you reach down with one hand and rub your clit.
It doesnât take long before you cum around him and heâs not far behind. After a moment of coming down from your climaxes, he pulls out. You lean against the wall as you manage to pull your clothes back on. You press the red button on the door and as promised it opens and you step out to see Ghost with a clear smirk.
You werenât necessarily new to the team but you were the task forceâs newest member. It had only been a year since you were transferred to Task Force 141. Currently it was the first week off the team had had in a while. After a successful mission, everyone decided to go out for drinks.
What the team wasnât expecting was for you to be on the dance floor in a short black dress, dancing and grinding on other men. You were known as calm and collected almost as emotionless as Ghost but with Soapâs sense of humor. So your behavior was uncalled for.
Currently, the team, Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz and König were all sitting in a booth watching you. Third rounds were already being finished as they watched you down another shot and suck on a lime.
âDamn, Iâve never seen lassie like this before,â Soap mumbled as he downed the rest of his drink.
âI guess weâve never really taken her out for drinks like this before.â Price mumbled as he couldnât tear his eyes off the sway of your hips matching the beat of the music.
König and Gaz just gave nods and continued to finish off their drinks as their gaze never left you. You were dancing like youâd never stop. Spinning in endless circles, your arms up in the air, you flowed with the music beautifully.
Ghost couldnât take his eyes off you. The way you were interacting with the men around you, grinding your hips against them and giving them the attention he wanted. The perfectly shaped body made to fit in his hands. That belonged to him. But you were showing it off in that skimpy dress.
Ghost finally had enough when he could tell you had too much to drink and werenât yourself anymore. He stood up and walked over to you, gripping you by the waist and pulling you against him as he lead you to the booth the rest of the team was at.
âThatâs enough for tonight.â He ordered as he sat down and pulled you into his lap.
This was the first time he openly showed attention to you. He was claiming you in front of everybody. Making sure they knew not to touch what was his.
You were taken in by the 141 as a puppy hybrid. Everyone was fascinated by your fluffy puppy ears and tail that never seemed to stop wagging.
König in particular. But not only your ears or the way your tail wagged even faster in his presence but the warmth your body imitated. Especially when he was plunging in and out with you, his fingers barely fitting into your tight cunt as you yapped and whimpered.
He held you in his lap as the sound of your pussy juices taking his fingers with pleasure filled the room. He whispered praises in your ear as you reached your brink waiting for his permission.
His fingers repeatedly hit that squishy sponge spot inside you as you withered against him. Your breath hitched as your back arched against his lap, ass grinding against his tented trousers.
He let out a low groan as he added a third finger pushing you to your limits. You were whimpering more than ever as he finally whispered your release word that he used to give you permission.
The squelching sound of his fingers in you were relentless as he pushed you into overstimulation wanting to feel you squirt against him. His second hand held a firm grip on your hips rubbing reassuring circles with his thumb as his fingers sped up.
