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"you want me to.. what?"
you raised an eyebrow. the onceler sputtered, his face turning red.
"well, uh, i mean-- you don't have to. if you're opposed to the idea i completely get it. hell, forget i even asked!"
he looked away, crossing his arms, refusing to look you in the eyes. you shook your head rapidly, quickly clarifying yourself.
"no, wait, i totally will. unless you don't want me to?"
you tilted your head in question. the onceler lightly bit on his knuckles, something he did whenever he was thinking. you don't understand why he was being so bashful. if you were honest, you'd do anything he asked you to.
"if i didn't want you to why would i care to ask?"
the onceler said. you just scoffed, but you had no malicious intentions behind it.
"so, let me get this straight, you want me to eat you out?"
you tried to hide the eagerness in your voice, but your facial expressions betrayed you. the onceler glanced at you, nodding.
"yeah, yeah." the onceler paused, biting his lip. "god, feels more embarrassing whenever you say it."
the onceler chuckled, face still beet-red with embarrassment. you shook your head, you had a glint of astonishment in your eyes.
"no, no. it's not embarrassing. i'd totally eat you out."
the onceler looked at you, a slight smirk evident on his face. his flushed face was still there, but it was just a baby pink tint now.
"y'know, you sound real casual about this."
the onceler said, having a sly smile on his face. you sputtered, letting out a chuckle of disbelief.
"hey! i'm just a.." you paused, trying to think of whatever word you could use to defend yourself, "curious person..?"
he just shook his head in reply, laughing.
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"are you a hundred percent sure about this?"
the onceler asked, his eyes had a worried glint. he always asked if you were truly sure, even if you confirmed that you were.
currently, you two were on his bed. you were slotted between the oncelers spread legs. although the onceler was still clothed, but you were too. but, you could change that. you nodded eagerly. you've been fantasizing about this moment ever since he'd proposed the idea. you'd be lying if you said you didn't get off to your dirty fantasies one or twice.
"i'm a hundred and one percent sure."
you gave him a reassuring smile, you'd done some research on this. but you'd never tell him that, it's a topic for another time. for now, you wanted to focus on this. the onceler bit his lip nervously, you knew he was totally up to this, he just wasnt too sure about things. he was usually nervous in bed, he always wanted reassurance. you didn't mind to constantly reassure him or praise him though, no, you'd never mind. whenever he rode you, you'd always call him a 'good boy.' or, 'you're making me feel so good.' stuff like that. the onceler loved it. praise seemed to send him over the edge almost all of them time. you knew he wouldn't mind if you were rough either.
after a moment of silence, the onceler nodded.
"alright, let's do this."
you had a huge grin on your face, immediately getting to work by unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants off. you cupped him through his boxers, feeling his folds. the oncelers gasps, involuntarily thrusting his hips up and into your cupped hand. you could feel how wet he was through his boxers. you smiled fondly.
"already wet?"
you tsked, smirking when he whined.
you'd barely even started yet and he's already whining.
"so easy. been wanting this, huh?"
you asked, you already knew the answer but you loved to hear him say it himself.
"you know i have. needed it."
the onceler said, looking at you. his voice was breathy, eyes having a glint of desperation in them. you smiled, pulling him into a make-out session, he wrapped his arms around your neck as you leaned onto him. during the heated make-out session you two had, you started to deliberately rub his clit (with your middle and ring finger) on the outside of his boxers, you reveled in his muffled noises. you both knew it wasn't nearly enough stimulation to bring him to orgasm, but you loved to do it anyways.
the onceler had started to squirm. he needed more action. you both pulled away. you resented pulling away, you knew he did too, but oxygen is a necessity. (sadly) you both panted, a thread of salvia connecting your lips, you both fondly stared into eachothers eyes. the oncelers pants were occasionally acompanied with the slightests moans. the onceler had started to unbutton his grey vest, his fingers occasionally fumbling due to the stimulation on his clit.
once he'd gotten the vest off, he immediately got to his white button up. you had decided to help him out, unbuttoning the last two buttons. once you had reveled his upper-body as well, you'd started to attack his chest with kisses and the lightest nips with your teeth. you started to kiss along his chest bones, worrying some of his skin between your teeth. he'd whimper at your ministrations, placing a hand onto the top of your head, keeping you there. you didn't mind this, happily kissing and leaving hickeys. you didn't forget about the hand on his crotch. he practically soaked through his boxers, you could feel it. you were still kissing along his chest when you moved your hand away from his crotch. the onceler bucked his hips pathetically, chasing your hand, he whimpered pathetically before you started to slither your way through his waistband, feeling his feverish skin underneath your palm. you smirked, leaving soft kisses onto his scar tissue before you pulled away, facing the onceler. you never stopped staring at him as you started to rub his clit, his reaction intensified as his mouth opened into the shape of a streched "o," he released a particularly long whine, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut. the sounds coming from the room could classify as downright filthy. yet it was so perfect. his cunt was so soaked that your hand ministrations caused erotically wet noises.
"jesus, you're soaking, huh?"
you had a devilish grin on your face. you felt the onceler shiver at these words. the onceler tried to reply, but it was hard to focus due to the immense pleasure he was feeling in this moment.
"can't help it, been wanting you," the onceler paused, releasing a particularly loud whimper, "need you."
you'd decided to stop messing around at this, you wanted to get on with it. you wanted him too. you pulled your hand away, immediately hooking your two hands onto his waistband and pulling it away, almost too desperately.
and god, it was a sight to behold. you sat up, pulling your hands away, now able to see and admire his body. i mean, not including the legs losely wrapped around your waist. he had the slightest tan, due to working outside so much. you could see the hickeys you'd left on his collarbone. the purple and red with the contrast of his skin looked heavenly to you. and lets not forget the main thing; his cunt was practically dripping, a bit of his essence dripped onto the sheets. after a bit of admiring, the onceler let out an awkward cough, bringing your attention back to the main objective.
you started to kiss down his chest, leaving a few more kisses at his scars before you'd started to kiss down his abdomen. the onceler giggled at this, yet the onceler was still panting with arousal. his stomach caved a few times, the kisses felt like the slightest tickles to his skin. once you'd made it to his inner thighs, you'd started to kiss them. the onceler arched, the foreplay getting to him.
"c'mon.. stop teasing, i need it!"
the onceler pouted. you left a nip at his inner thigh, extremely close to his crotch. you relished in his gasp as you pulled away, looking at him. he had sweat forming on his forehead, his face was flushed red too, his pupils were blown with arousal, and his mouth slightly agape.
"if you insist."
after you'd spoken these words, you left a kiss onto his clit. the onceler gasped loudly at this unfamiliar feeling. his thighs started to shake. you loved this reaction, so you started to up your game. you started to flick your tounge against his clit, more of his natural lubricants leaking from his body.
"oh god, thats.. really good. fuck, don't stop,"
the oncelers voice came out breathy, some of his words or sentences were interrupted with pants. both of your hot breaths mingled in the room, the room felt like it had been bumped up fifty degress. the heat didn't stop you, though, as you started to roughen your ministrations. you started to roughly lick his clit, occasionally sucking on it. the onceler loved this, his loud moans and breathy pleas further proved this point. you werent going too hard to cause him any pain or discomfort, as you wanted this to feel the best for him. the noises that were made as you suck on his clit sounded foul. and you loved it. it was so erotic, and in a good way. hearing the sound of your slurping and licking on his clit was euphoric. you never wanted to leave this high. you could get off to thhis alone, hell, maybe even release into your pants.
"holy fuck! so good, fuck.."
the onceler moaned, his eyes rolled backwards as his head lolled back. his hands were twitching as he tried to grip onto anything to give himself the feeling of being grounded. the onceler grabbed onto the sheets. you had the slightest worry that the sheets would rip, but you decided to push that thought away as you continued to lick up and down the oncelers clit. you would occasionally flick your tounge left and right rapidly, the onceler never seemed to mind this as he kept arching forward with mewls and moans of approval.
"ah! jesus, how are you so good at this?"
the onceler panted, his hand going up to grip onto the front of his hair. the onceler looked back down, not expect to see you looking back to him. it was an arousing sight, really. your hooded eyes looked back into his wide and blown-out ones. your mouth was still on his clit as you both stared at one another, you never stopped what you were doing though. you moved your hands to grip onto his inner thighs, feeling them shake under your grip. his thighs were skinny, but you never minded it. you just disregarded it. he had a wiry body, though. but man, did you love it. you always worshipped his body whenever you two had sex, and he loved it. you pulled away from his clit, leaving a sloppy kiss onto it. you moved your head up to look at the onceler, instead of looking up. you spoke, although your voice came out breathy;
"fuck, why didn't you ever suggest this before? this feels amazing. you're so good, so beautiful."
the onceler blushed at this. although the onceler was the only one who was bare, you both didn't seem to mind it. you leaned your head forward, leaving soft kisses onto his neck. the onceler released a shaky sigh at this, although he wasn't too enthusiastic about the neglect on his clit. the onceler didn't have to mourn for the touch for too long though, as you had started to circle his clit with two fingers. the onceler mewled with approval. you smiled, kissing along the oncelers neck and worrying some of his skin between your teeth. the onceler was huffing, his mouth opening and closing, he was trying to say something. you quirked a brow, pulling your face away from his neck.
"hm? what is it?"
you never stopped your motions on his clit, it was so peculiar how you could cause the onceler to crumble with just a few motions. he'd probably cum on the spot if you gave his neck a mere kiss. after a few seconds of huffing and panting,
the onceler finally answered you,
"d'you think you could," he paused, looking away and biting his lip, "finger me while you do that? i think it'd be good, i heard it was good."
the onceler looked back at you, his eyes gleamed with desperation. and hell yes you would. you nodded your head rapidly.
"yeah, yes, of course."
you stopped circling his clit with your fingers, moving your hands down until you'd reach his enterance. you lightly teased him, rubbing your fingers up and down his cunt. he let out a long and dramatic whine. you rolled your eyes fondly, smiling.
"c'mon, stop teasing.."
the onceler begged, starting to thrust his hips down.
"awe, but i wanted my fill of this."
you fake pouted, giving him those stupid puppy dog eyes. the onceler rolled his eyes, although a smile was evident on his face.
"yeah, and i want my fill elsewhere."
the onceler replied, pointing down at his crotch, slyly smirking.
"oh?" you smiled, quirking a brow, "where'd this confidence come from? you were panting and moaning like a bitch in heat a few seconds ago."
you chuckled. yet the oncelers smirk never left his face. hm, okay. you could wipe that smirk off his face easily.
"oh, so it's like that, huh?"
you said as you started to breach the oncelers entrance with your two fingers. as your fingers slid in, you felt the slippery feeling of it, his walls were tight around your fingers. the oncelers sly facade quickly faded into a series of the slightest moans and pants. you smiled at this, giving the onceler a cocky smirk.
"huh? where'd the remarks go? not feelin' so bitchy now, aren't you?"
you teased, further proving your point by thrusting your fingers deeper into him and curling them. you were in search for the spot that would really shut him up. you'd started to kiss and lick at his nipples, knowing it was an erogenous area. the onceler moaned, throwing his head back lustfully as his thighs shook with aggression. you were proud of yourself, no matter how cocky or powerful the onceler could be, you always knew how to break those walls, letting him be vunerable. you started to reel your head back down, going back to his crotch area. you went back to kissing and suckling his clit. you were still fingering him, your fingers rubbing against his walls. you smiled against his crotch as the onceler arched onto your face, you didn't mind this and let him chase his release. you would be lying if you said you werent surprised that he lasted this long, usually you had him coming within two or three minutes. you knew he enjoyed this, but maybe its from the lack of words. i mean, he couldn't blame you, you basically had the oncelers pussy shutting you up. you started to wiggle your fingers around, frantically searching for his g-spot.
you knew you'd hit it when the onceler let out a particularly loud moan, his back arching, it almost looked painful.
"holy fuck!" the onceler keened, his left hand having a knuckle-white grip on the sheet. "do that again, please!"
the onceler begged, although he was thrusting his hips down and onto your fingers. he was desperate, his breathing coming erratically as he practically bounced onto your fingers. your mouth moved away from his clit, replacing it with the thumb of your hand. you started to kiss up and down his neck, continuing your abuse onto it. you could feel his pulse quickening on your lips. you relished his moans. you leaned towards the oncelers ears and breathily whispered the words;
"yeah, good, huh? you like that? you like taking my fingers like a common whore? god, it's never enough, huh? so sensitive yet so needy."
the onceler nodded, mumbling incoherent words. the only words you could really understand were along the lines of 'more!' and 'yes, yes!' you smirked, leaving a quick kiss on his chest. you decided to observe the oncelers face, and to say the least,
he was fucked out.
his face was blotched red with arousal, his eyes were squeezed closed, drool tracks were evident on his chin, and his mouth was wide open, slutty moans spilling from it. jesus fuck. if you could take a picture, you would. you mourned the fact that you didn't have a camera but you didn't mourn for too long as you moved your unoccupied hand to the oncelers chest, thumbing circles onto his nipples and occasionally tugging on them. the onceler almost screamed. this was when you remembered where you were, it'd be pretty awkward to walk out of the house and face the forest after this. you shrugged this off, it wasn't a pressing matter in this moment. you started to finger the onceler faster. the wet sounds got louder louder as you continuously hit the oncelers g-stop head-on and increased your ministrations speed. the onceler was shaking. you smiled knowing you could make him feel this good.
"oh fuck! 's so good.. 'm close! don't stop!"
the onceler moaned, a fucked-out smile on his face as he bit his lip. and you listened, you didn't stop your fingering and thumbing at his clit. you kept everything at the same speed, you started to kiss ar his chest again as you felt his legs wrap tightly around you, you felt his thighs shaking against your waist. the onceler let out the loudest moan of all, he gripped onto your hair and he held you down, keeping your face on his chest as you felt his walls contract around your fingers. his muscles spasmed, his back arched as you fucked him through his orgasm, his breaths came rapidly. he was mumbling incoherent sentences of praise. you softly kissed his neck as he came down from his orgasm. once he started to whine from the overstimulation you pulled your (now crinkled) fingers out. he panted, smiling blissfully as he looked at you.
"we should do that again sometime."