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«I usually hate to see you cry, but now? Oh, talk to me, baby. How am I making you feel? Hm?»
It just took you one glance at his dishevelled hair, his eyes blown with desire staring right back at you from under the warmth of your inner thighs. It just took you this much to buck your hips upwards to sob out loud and press fresh, desperate tears on the pillow.
«S-so good.»
The plain t-shirt you still had on was balled up into Choso’s fist tightly pressed against your hip bones, his tongue circling around your engorged bud while his sinful lips coated themselves in your second release of the night.
Summer, humidity and sunburns had never been something you looked forward to, but your partner was doing wonders in convincing you otherwise.
He loved summer, especially because he got to see you walking around your shared flat with little to no clothes. And he was always down to show you how much your persona quenched his insatiable thirst.
«Yes? Am I making you feel so good you can’t even speak properly?»
You nodded as shivers ran along your skin licked with perspiration, relishing in the last bits of yet another orgasm Choso drew out of you in the span of ten minutes. Your man took more pleasure in giving than receiving, but that didn’t mean he disliked having your pretty mouth on him. In fact, his self-control always fractured any time you were in the mood to indulge his desires, and you looked so damn good while doing it.
That night was no exception, and the taste of his sweet cum still lingered on your taste buds in the glorious aftermath of both your releases. Then your eyes landed once more on his cock: it leaned more on the heavier side, and no matter how much time Choso spent prepping you, your pussy would always squeeze his head alone and struggle to accommodate him fully.
So tonight he was going to try out some new moves, positive that you were going to follow his lead.
Suddenly your partner’s fingers took hold of your shirt again, sliding it past your head to throw it on the floor. Right where his pajamas were.
«Scoot over just a bit, baby. Yes, like this.»
Hasty were Choso’s movements as he laid down next to you, your back hitting his chest with a startled huff from your part. Was he really going to be the big spoon righ- oh.
Before you could give him a piece of your mind, one of his hands possessively marked your waist as his.
And he used the other one to lift one of your legs and hold it midair before placing it on the back of your thigh, the steamy air now kissing your puffy cunt.
You knew how it was going to end, yet words failed to breach past your throat. Unlike Choso, whose hungry eyes devoured every shrug of your body when he finally sank into you. It was then that his husky voice reached you, despite the low buzzing in your ears.
«Stay still. I want you all nice and stretched so that I can fuck my cum into you. You want it too, don’t you?»
«I do, b-»
«That’s my girl» he pressed a kiss on your collarbone and pushed your body closer to his, «then you should submit to me. If you don’t, I won’t be gentle.»
You really wanted to listen to him and stay as put as possible, but how could you when his cock drove deeper into you and your walls fluttered around it so deliciously? How could you when Choso’s low moans were so close to you?
How?
You’d have to deal with the consequences later, but at the moment you couldn’t care less. And Choso knew you were physically incapable of following other’s orders but yours.
The gauntlet had been thrown, and you deliberately stepped on it.
«I take back the compliment. You’re a nasty little slut, hm?»
He gave a sharp thrust to stop your hips from moving further, but all you did was turn your head around and smile amidst your shared pants.
Jokes on him. You were into praises and degradation alike, so the new name he just called you with sent another wave of arousal down your legs, excitement now dripping down Choso’s girth.
Surprisingly, the first one to crack after that wasn’t you.
Because by the time he felt that your pussy was starting to loose up, Choso was already halfway inside.
Taking you sideways had never crossed his mind until then, but judging by your incoherent wails and grip on his arm, you were enjoying it.
On the other hand, you were feeling him so much deeper than before that you looked down to see — rather feel — his balls slapping against your heated skin.
Again. And again.
Still moaning against Choso’s lips, you shivered head to toe as the third orgasm of the night crawled at your insides.
Too bad your partner pulled out before your body could give in to it.
The cloud you were walking on barefoot faded away under your shocked, enraged eyes.
Outraged, you went to turn once more towards Choso but the man quickly silenced you by placing a hand on your mouth.
«Quiet» his other hand still on your thigh pulled you backwards and you laid flat on your back again, «is my sweetheart having second thoughts about being a brat? Pity.»
The tone alone had you clenching around nothing again.
For you knew far too well what it meant.
His fingers wrapped around your calves and dragged you down until your body pressed against him, but he didn’t stop there.
Because now he was pushing your legs against your chest and your heart almost leapt out of the rib cage. He put you in a press, and he had no intention of letting you go until tears fell like pouring rain.
And with that, Choso pinned you down with a single stare as the head of his dick brushed against your lower lips, swollen and eager to swallow him whole.
When they finally did, the choked grunt he let out ignited you so much you kept your eyes on him and ran a hand through his hair. That was the final action he needed to fully slam himself back into you, his hands almost tearing apart the pillow beneath your head.
Despite his heavy dirty talk, Choso could never be too rough with you. He loved you too much for that.
You felt the same but that night you yearned for his darker, meaner side to come out and let him swim in your despair.
And it was your desperate rutting against his hips that pushed you to do the only thing that would make Choso snap.
Your fingers snaked around his neck, nails dragging along his nape as you breathed:
«What is it, baby? Overwhelmed already?
Maybe I should be the one on top tonight.»
«You think so?»
Word finally tumbled off your lips… well,that had been the intention, at least. Choso wasn’t going to let you say anything more, for your mouth got you into more trouble that you could sort out yourself in two lifetimes.
He simply watched as your gaze wandered on his face, the cocky attitude he was gracing you with so alluring, seductive.
«Yeah. It seems you’re tire-»
The switch flicked in a split-second.
His hand slammed once more on your mouth while his dominant one rested on your neck. A huge understatement, mind you, since he was using you as his personal cumdump while all you could do was moan and feel his veiny girth brush, hit and drag along your walls.
There you are: my feral, untamed man has awoken.
Come to me, now.
«Say another word, please» his cock kissed your cervix and you screamed in his hand, «give me one more excuse to ruin you.»
You didn’t need to say anything: your eyes did, glassy as pearls of frustration and pleasure rolled down your cheeks and landed on Choso’s knuckles.
No, not ruin you.
Eat you alive. Over and over again.
«Please, baby.»
«Much better. Wasn’t so hard, was it?»
No more talks were necessary as he resumed drilling into you, hips slapping against yours creating a symphony of unholy sounds you were bound to hear and remember for the rest of your days.
And it was fucking amazing.
It apparead Choso was too engrossed in the pursuit of his own orgasm to realise his hand slipped away from your mouth. Before he could notice, your fingers roamed on his neck and then up, right where your thumb and index pressed the flesh around his mouth. You demanded his undivided attention on your face as you came with him, because that was exactly what was going to happen.
You both deserved it, didn’t you?
«Choso, come with me.» four words only spilled out of your lips, but the dark-haired man wanted nothing more.
His pads impacted with your engorged clit soon after, stroking and flicking it so that you could join him soon. You would’ve jolted off if it wasn’t for the delicious stretch between your legs and Choso’s delving into your core deeper and deeper. And you were so high on the feeling of his cock twitching and caressing your insides that a soft moan escaped your chest.
«You feel so good» his forehead sticky with sweat met yours midway and grunts filled the air «I’ll never get tired of how you take my cock so eagerly.»
Black tresses framed both your faces, Choso leaning over you to capture your lips in a loving kiss and finally, finally taking your hands into his.
His pace decreased at that, movements becoming more and more erratic just as your heartbeat resembled an excited baby bird.
All your tension exploded right then, right when the man’s hips suddenly stilled and your toes curled up.
That’s how you two came: together, breathing each other in while his hot, thick cum painted your inner thighs.
Until your partner’s towering presence made you wrap your legs around his waist and collapsed onto yours, even if he caught himself in time and raised himself onto his elbows.
You looked at him with such unhinged delight and love even then, when his lustful desires came to surface.
Little did he know yours were even deeper. However, he got a glimpse of that right when your beautiful hand traced small circles on his heaving chest. Eventually it slided down, pads gathering as much as they could before quickly coming back to their owner.
Choso nearly moaned watching you lick clean your fingers, the taste of your mixed juices bringing you to tilt your head and hum.
«Hi, beautiful.»
You raised your head a bit to fully take in the view of your man and a tired smile crossed your face. «Hello, handsome.»
Still deep inside you, Choso kissed your tiredness away while his practised fingers ghosted over the expanse of skin between your breasts.
«I love you so much, baby, but I don’t know if I can go on. Your stamina in bed is unmatched, really.» you whispered, chuckling when his over spent cock twitched at the indirect compliment.
His face was a breath away from yours and suddenly he raised a hand, four fingers up as a smirk crossed his features.
«Give me one more, baby. I know you can do it.
Just as I know you can take all these fingers of mine in this cute cunt of yours.
Pretty please?»
The switch flicked once more because Choso’s irises drowned into his full-blown pupils, hands greedily squeezing your hip bones as you flipped him over.
Your brazen smile mirrored his, and he sat down against the headboard while you oh-so slowly raised yourself off his dick.
Only to sink down on it right away, a string of soft whispers leaving both you and Choso. He was hard again.
«Guess I’ll have to take care of you tonight, too. Let me hear all your pretty moans, baby.»