This Is For Pookie @willyoubemycherryy💕🌸

Some of yall girls is nasty and weird for asking her to write some of these stuff or requesting. Cause for one don’t you think it’s going to make the writer uncomfortable, like at all😑. Second asking the writer to put r@pe, s3x with a minor which is beyond even weird, inc3st, and so on is fucking disturbing. Please don’t ask my girl @willyoubemycherryy or any other writer about that shit cause it’s honestly weird and nasty. Most of the shit they do is for fun not for yall dirty and disturbing ass fantasy, so keep that shit to yourself please and thank you.

And I am sorry for my boo @willyoubemycherryy for you getting all of these weird ass request and hopefully you don’t get them anymore💕

We need to talk.

I didn’t think I’d have to make this announcement so soon since I thought we were all just having a silly goofy time but after looking at some of my asks, it’s clearly necessary.

Here’s a list of things I WILL NOT write:

- Any form of r@pe

-Sh!t or p!ss

-Dubious consent/coerced consent

-Cheating or “role play” cheating

-Incęst

-somnophilia

-Anything where the reader is underaged

-Bestiality

-Drūgging or anything involving drūgs

-T⍟rture

-K!dnapping

-Any kind of abuse

-I don’t do drunk s3x either.

Anything else that’s fucked up, I’m not writing. So don’t come into my ask box with that weird shit trying to make me uncomfortable because it honestly just pisses me off.

Reevaluate yourself and have a nice day.

Legs wide open, I swear🤭

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Let me know what yall want

I may or may not have re-read this over 4 times and ate every last thing on her cause bitch🤭, had tears in my eyes and everything😭

Order➬ 1 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒘 𝑬𝒎𝒎𝒂!𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒎 (𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍) @charmingballoon

“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑮𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕!” “𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏.”

𝑰𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔: 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒎 𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒕, ✪𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 ¯\_)ツ)_/¯

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You hated him.

That’s what you told yourself whenever you’d see him. You knew of his reputation and decided right away that no matter what, you would not allow yourself to be swept up and enthralled by him.

So ending up, alone, in the drawing room with him was truly by complete mistake.

“Surely you can’t find me so insufferable that you refuse to even entertain me in conversation?” His light jab irks you as you scowl at his handsome face.

“You can entertain yourself just fine. You need not my audience.”

The pure ice in your tone draws him to you like a moth to a flame. He’s noticed you long before now but it was clear off the bat that you didn’t care for him in the slightest. So naturally, he couldn’t resist being around you. Following you at the latest ball as you flitted into an empty room filled with billiard tables.

All you wanted was space from all the heavy perfumed bodies but now you want to leave all together. Irked and aroused by his insufferable presence, you mouth off at him, fed up with how haughty he always seemed to be. Especially since you knew that he knew of your dislike of him.

“Just who do you think you are?!” You shout at him. Frank only smirks as he replies.

“Frank Churchill, pleasure to be acquainted my lady”, he pauses and his easygoing attitude makes you want to jump him, “if I may, why do you hate me so fiercely?”

You gape at him in shock because there’s no way he’s being serious. Looking into his breathtaking deep blue eyes, you give him your full opinion.

“I think the reason is quite obvious. You walk with the highest instep in mankind, you’re too used to everyone falling over you and rumor has it you go through the messiest flings”, he simply listens and waits for you to finish, driven to have you now even more.

“…and to top all that, you’re face is pleasant enough to make one startle with each look at you which is most infuriating-“ the amused look on his face makes you quiet as you realize what you said as you glare at him.

If looks could kill…

“Ah~ How good I will sleep at night knowing you find me pleasant to look at”, he purrs, coming into your space. Heat creeps up your neck but you refuse to give him the satisfaction.

“I don’t care how you sleep! Actually, you know what?!”

“Tell me what.”

“You can go kiss it!”

He hums before leaning down to your face, full lips close to yours as he whispers.

“Open your legs so I can.”

He captures your lips in a heated kiss as soon as you snap your head up, plump lips move passionately against yours and you moan when he licks into your mouth. Gasping as he lifts you onto one of the tables you rush to gather your dress, huffing indignantly.

“Just like that? Don’t you think you’re being too easy?”, you taunt him even though your one to talk, Frank laughs in response as he kneels, cooing at your wet panties before slipping them off.

“I am merely honoring your wishes to “kiss it”. You can hold my hand if it’s too much.” Before you can snap at him again, he’s licking a broad stripe up your pussy and your head drops back, a wrecked moan escaping your chest.

You’re so wet already, soft skin shiny-slick and flushed with arousal, Frank slides his hands up to your hips to hold you still, but you keep twitching up, trying to fuck against his tongue while he laps over you in broad strokes.

The sounds coming from your mouth make him think that you’ve loved him all his life as you moan his name, swept away with how good he’s making you melt under him.

You cry out when he wraps his full lips around your swollen clit and sucks, keeping up a steady rhythm of hard and soft suction while you grip his hand. The noises spilling out of your mouth pitch into high, frantic, almost distressed trills, your clit a pulsing nub between Frank’s soft lips. He stops sucking, just to flick the tip of his tongue against you a couple times, reveling in your sweet whines.

And then he pulls back with a soft kiss to the aching nub. You tighten your hand on his hard, and tilt your hips up as much as you can with Frank’s firm hold on you, keeping you down.

“You miserable tease,” your voice breaking a little when he licks around your entrance.

“You teased me first,” Frank says, teasing around your hole with his tongue, smirking a little when he can feel you clenching, trying to draw him in.

You don’t have time for this. You’re wet beyond belief and you can’t think straight long enough to argue.

“Poor thing,” he says, pointing his tongue and fucking you with it until you’re writhing under him, harsh pants edged with almost-groans making your chest heave under your tight laced corset. “You fancy me quite a lot, don’t you darling?” he asks, when he pulls out, and you full-on whine.

“Please,” you say, clutching at Frank’s hair- not trying to move him anymore, just grasping because you need to hold onto something. “Please, Frank.”

“I adore when you beg,” he tells you, dragging his tongue slow and torturous over up your soaked cunny, pausing just before he gets to your clit just to make you whine again.

He puts his mouth on you again. This time with intent and your wild beneath him. Fingers clasped tightly in his that he’s sure your knuckles are white, hips moving so frantically you’re almost bucking him off. Frank’s close himself, the smell of you thick and sweet in his nostrils, taste of you heady on his tongue, the sweet friction as he humps against the air.

“I - please, please, I - oh,” you babble; Frank sucks so hard his cheeks hollow out, letting his tongue rub against the achy-hard nub of your clit until you jerk your hips so hard you do knock him off, practically sobbing as you cum.

Your fingers tighten even more in his hair while you jerk under him, the desperate relief in your breathy sobs pushing him right over the edge. Frank rests his forehead against your thigh, gasping through it as his cock jerks in his pants.

You pet his hair with shaky fingers, breathing slowly returning to normal. Frank waits for the buzzing in his head, the heaviness in his limbs to subside a little before he stands up, leaning over your slack form in smug amusement. Everything about what just happened was beyond improper but you let it happen because you like him. The revelation fills him with unbridled glee.

“Shall I assume my kiss was to your liking?”

All I have to say is my girl @willyoubemycherryy ate this one down, might be a little wet, I need my baby daddy Theseus real bad, cause yeah he just so fine dominant🤭💕

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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦♡︎

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 “𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞” 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐯𝐲𝐲𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐬𝐮𝐛 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲🤭, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐧-, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐘 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )❤︎︎

“𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦...”

“Don’t be mad.”

Deciding to come clean now with your heart in your ass because he’d find out sooner than later and you knew he’d punish you regardless.

Raising an eyebrow Theseus straightens behind his desk. He’s beginning to realize the nervous look on your face was not because something he’s done, but something you’ve done. “Pet,” he says, the mellow timbre of his deep voice deepening. Watching intensely as it makes you shiver. “What did you do?”

You swallow. “When you were gone over the weekend, I—I couldn’t help it.” Your embarrassment makes you so hot that you flush, a clear indicator that you’re ashamed of what you’re about to admit. “I touched myself. I made myself come.”

Theseus visibly frowns. His dick is throbbing at the thought of you being so desperate that you had to get yourself off without him, even though his rules explicitly forbid it. Mentally praying that he’d go easy on you because it really wasn’t your fault. Or maybe it was and you subconsciously did it on purpose because God did Theseus look good when he was angry.

“Sir, I-”

“Take your clothes off,” he says flippantly.

“Mr Scamander?” You ask dumbly, not entirely sure you heard him correctly as adrenaline combined with arousal lights through your body.

“Take. Them. Off. Disobeying me any more will only worsen your punishment. Is that what you want?” he growls. Your eyes meet his stormy blue ones and you shake your head and start to undress, doing your best to be good for him while his gaze burns into you. Theseus watches from his desk, his cock already pressing hard against his fly but making sure to keep his face as expressionless as possible.

The truth is, he doesn’t really care that much that you touched yourself without his permission. He’s more annoyed about the fact that you told him, and now he has to punish you instead of rewarding you. And it’s not that he doesn’t like punishing you either, because he really, really does. But he’s desperate to taste you come.

The last of your clothes fall to the floor, and you’re naked before him, somehow looking both innocent and tempting.

“Now,” Theseus drawls. “Your punishment.”

Fuck. You’re already tingling and he hasn’t even touched you.

“Are you going to spank me this time, Mr Scamander?” You whisper softly, looking up at him through your lashes, trying not to look too eager.

Theseus considers. “Yes, I think that’ll do quite nicely. Come here, pet. Sit facing me.” Beckoning you with a crook of his index finger and the lazy movement is so effortlessly sexy that you fight the urge to outright beg for him.

Rounding the desk, you sit completely nude on the edge, wearing an expression of confusion. How could he possibly spank you like this? Theseus moves his chair closer to you.

“Feet up,” he says, patting the arms of the chair with his hands. You obey, spreading your legs apart, one foot on either side of him, your twitching cunt wet and open in front of him. Humming lowly, Theseus drags his gaze from your glistening cunt to your hued face.

“You’ve made a mess haven’t you, darling,” he admonishes, tutting lowly at you. “Are you going to enjoy your punishment?”

“No, Sir,” you mutter weakly. It’s a bold faced lie and he knows it.

“I think you will. Now, why don’t you remind me why you’re being punished?” He isn’t raising his voice and he doesn’t sound angry but it’s the condescension in his tone makes you whine.

“Because I disobeyed you.”

“You disobeyed me,” Theseus agrees. “I told you not to touch yourself, but you just couldn’t help yourself.”

“Please Sir, it wasn’t my fault. I was so horny, and then you said I could before you left but I never got to, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My pussy ached so bad. I had to.”

“You know why that is pet?”

“No sir…”

“Because you’re a slut. A naughty little thing. Aren’t you?” He whispers, full pink lips against yours as your mouth drops open in a shameless moan.

“Yes, Mr Scamander. I’m a slut. I need to be punished.”

“That’s right,” He says. Dropping his eyes back to your pussy. It takes all his self-control not to lean forward and put his mouth on you. Instead he places his hand flat against your mound. Hypersensitive to his touch, you bite your lip.

“You’re going to spank my….?” You trail off, too dazed by the idea to even get the rest out.

Huffing out a chuckle through his nose, Theseus nods. He can feel your slick lips beneath his hand. “Just five,” he murmurs. “For your first real offense.”

“Okay,” you breathe out.

Theseus pulls his hand away and lets it hover between your legs. You tense in excitement, waiting for the blow but still unprepared when Theseus brings his hand down, hard. The sound of the slap, and your answering moan, echo through the room.

“One,” Theseus says. He’ll do the counting for you this time. He plants another stinging slap between your legs, messy strings from your drooling cunt stick to his hand and you gasp sharply, as if trying to hide how much you’re enjoying it. On the third slap you moan again, head rolling back. Nothing could have grounded you for how good getting your pussy spanked would feel. The quick heavy pressure on your clit, the burn that came with and made your leaking hole ache in the best ways. Looking down he sees your skin is now red where his hand falls, pussy lips full and swollen, juices leaking out. You practically squeal on the fourth slap, and Theseus is almost worried someone might hear. He delivers the last slap and you whine, jerking your hips up. Your chest rises and falls dramatically as you try to compose yourself. Fingers grip the edge of the desk tightly, knuckles straining.

“How does it feel?” Theseus asks, faux concern in his voice.

“It stings,” you whine. Pretty doe eyes watering and he swallows.

“Of course it does,” he says licking his lips. Staring at your enflamed pussy, he can’t hold himself back any longer.

“Let me kiss it better.”

He coos before he’s leaning in, pressing his plump lips softly against the red skin above your slit. He scoots his chair further forward and lifts your legs over his shoulders, leaving a trail of kisses down your lips until he reaches your ass.  He slips his tongue into your slit, groaning as your juices coat his tastebuds. The heady scent and taste of her is intoxicating. He moans against a mouthful your pussy and you cry out in return, dizzy and alight with pleasure as he sucks away hungrily at you. The debauched sounds coming from you spurring him on as he licks into you, teasing your entrance. He runs his tongue along your messy hole slowly. The pure desperation to cum has you whining as he circles your clit with his tongue.

“Mr Scamander,” you pant in ecstasy.

Theseus lifts his head for a moment, meeting her eyes. “Theseus,” he tells you. “Call me Theseus.”

“Okay,” you nod. “These— ah,” you’re cut off by your own moan as he sucks on your clit before he backs off a little, flicking the nub in firm lashes, then dragging his tongue back down your slit to your entrance. He kisses you, then drives his tongue in as deep as he can go. The water that was budding in your eyes spill over your hot cheeks as Theseus eats you alive, gasping desperately as you start to hump into his face.

He can feel your thighs start trembling, the sounds you’re making are strained and pathetic, and he realises your trying to hold off your orgasm. Trying to be a good girl for him. The thought sends blood rushing straight to his groin, and his already hard cock becomes even more painful. His balls feeling heavier by the second.

Theseus moves his mouth to your clit again, sucking viciously while your breathing turns into bleating wails uncontrollably. He pops off your soaked cunt to smile indulgently at you. “You can come whenever you want, sweetness,” he says indulgently and you almost fall apart in relief. It only takes another couple seconds of him tonguing your walls and slurping your abused clit for you to come apart. Letting out a wrecked moan, you’re sobbing as your hips grind against his face, liquid squirting out of your pussy and onto his tongue.

Fuck. Fuck. You taste better than he even imagined and he adores the way you sound when you cum.

He wants you to taste yourself too, and before he can even think about what he’s doing, he sits up, cum on his tongue, and drags your mouth to his, shoving his tongue in deep, before her orgasm has even subsided. Dazedly you kiss him back, hungry for him.

“Good girl,” he groans into your mouth. Fitting his hand around your throat, making your nerves scatter. “Now thank me. Thank me for correcting your behavior.”

Your teary eyes widen while your heartbeat sinks to your cunt, pulsing so violently that it’s almost painful as your bite your lip and try not go completely dumb for him.

“T-thank you for correcting my behavior..” you warble out brokenly. Theseus smiles gently at you before pressing a firm kiss to your lips.

“You are very welcome, pet.”

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She ate with the is one too bitch😭👅 @willyoubemycherryy

𝙄’𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙏𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚🫡💕

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬❥❥☙ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩✪𝐫𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝟑𝐱, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬3𝐱𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭🤭🤭🤭💗

𝒯ℴ𝓅 𝒷𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉; @taylormarieee @eymie @b1mb0slvt @missusnora @eleanorbaybars

“𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒂, 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏’ 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕; 𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑮, 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒔.

. 🜚 . * •ミ✩. 🜸

The cheering from the crowd could still be heard through the walls of the dressing room. Blending in with your cries as the vanity Tiger was fucking you on, repeatedly slams into the wall.

Everything in him was live-wire, the adrenaline that normally rushed through him after a show was heightened when he saw you there, all prettied up watching him scream heavy rock.

Now it was your turn to scream for him as he shoved his fat cock into your wet spasming pussy, biting his lip with a groan looking at the filthy way your messy hole sucked his cock in.

Pretty blue eyes roll back at the sight while sloppy wet noises filled the room as he slammed into your pussy.

It was so hot that it was almost hard to breathe. Tiger could be intense; especially during sex but never quite like this (not that you were complaining). The way he dragged you back with him, with his big hands hot all over your body, kissed you so deep that you felt his tongue in your throat, to picking you up on the vanity and shoving your tiny Ed Hardy dress up in one motion before spearing you on him in a frenzy.

“S-shhhitt! Aaah..! So f-fuckin’ good~!”

Your words come out slurred between your squeals and moans, shaking as you reach down to play with your twitching clit, and whining as the heat licking over your body intensifies with your impending orgasm.

Tiger curses when he feels your sopping cunt tighten around him as he watches you swirl your pretty manicured fingers around your bud that’s covered in your combined juices, getting closer with you, cock twitching as he fucks into you faster, groans adding to the obscene noises of your coupling.

“Yeah, I know..mmfh shit baby…she’s squeezin’ me so tight—!”

Tiger groans deeply, rolling his hips into you heavily, battering your sweet spot as you gasp and cry out in pleasure, rubbing furiously at your clit. So close you could taste it.

“M- m’gonna cum-! Oooh! I-I’m…gonna- FUCK!” You whine, hiccuping as your breath hitches, ready to explode.

“Then cum dirty little girl, wet my dick up”,

and you do just that.

You cum so achingly hard that it almost worries you, sweaty fucked-out face going completely lax, mouth dropped open in a silent scream as your slutty hole flutters then gushes around Tiger’s big cock. Your full body shakes so bad that he has to hold you down; huge hand wrapped firmly against your throat, making you take it. Warm sprays of your cum soak him, the wet rippling walls unlock his own high; biting his bottom lip as he grinds drunkenly into your snug little pussy, shooting ropes of hot steamy cum inside you while your hips twitch up mindlessly.

Eventually coming down, Tiger lets the warm bliss of his climax settle into his bones as you catch your breath. Leaning down to kiss your forehead then cheeks, before slowly kissing your lips.

You kiss him back, but you’re careful to not let it escalate because you’d hate to put yourself in the hospital over dick. (you definitely have and you’d do it again mwaha)

Blinking up at him blearily, you huff out a smile, still not all the way there but warming inside when he smiles back before nipping your cheek playfully to asking;

“Think you can make it to our next show? It’ll be even better.”

Definitely.

.

.

✪.

😭😭 @willyoubemycherryy

❣︎𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚡 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚢𝚙𝚘𝚙 ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: 𝚘𝚏𝚏-𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚘𝚔𝚎😭, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 ’𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎’, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚍𝚊, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝙾𝙼-𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙰𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚈, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚅 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢😂💕

“𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏’ 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏...’’

࣪𖤐๋࣭ ໒꒱✧. • 𐙚˙⋆.˚. .

If someone told you that you’d be stuck in traffic with 6 of the most adoringly irritating men you’ve ever met, fiancé included, you would punch them in the fucking chest for jinxing you like that.

Because that’s exactly the type of circus you currently found yourself in.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s goooo!”

“Bucky, turn it up!”

“No but like the way this song still EATS to THIS DAY?!!!”

“YEEAAAAHHH!”

Rolling your eyes behind the steering wheel at what apparently was your group of middle-school girls, you take a deep breath at what was about to occur.

“I THREW A WISH IN THE WELL-“

Ah yes.

The beautiful vocals of John Egan. Off tune as ever as he shouts the words, the others getting so rowdy that their bouncing shakes the car while they grin and dap each other up.

“DON’T ASK ME, I’LL NEVER TELL!” Curt scream-sings louder than John, moving a piece of imaginary long hair behind his ear before looking up to the side, batting his eyes dramatically. It’s all so completely ridiculous that before you can help it, you’re laughing and smiling with them. You know to other cars, you all probably look crazy as fuck but stranger things honestly.

They bounce line after line at each other, playing it up to absurd proportions by running their hands through their hair, fanning themselves like Victorian ladies seeing forearms for the first time, shaking each other, and firing off every over the top ‘come hither’ stare known to man.

At this point even you can’t help but to bop your head because the song really was catchy as hell.

“BUCK GO!”

“YEAH this is you!”

Oh dear god.

Now in his defense, Gale at least had the decency to look slightly embarrassed, given that he was the only one who hadn’t gone and joined in yet but now the pressure was on with Bucky, Curtis, Rosie, Bubbles, and Douglass all looking at him. Practically daring him to ruin the mood.

“…”

“If you don’t-!”

“BEFORE YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE I MISSED YOU SO BAD!”

The hoops and hollers get so loud that you have to roll the windows down. Gale gives in and sings with them and not surprisingly at all, his voice is hot and beautiful not bad compared to the others.

But as good a mood you may be in, you refuse to entertain their foolishness too much or else it’ll go on forever and after being held in traffic hostage for almost an hour and a half, that’s something you just can’t risk. Luckily you don’t have to because the song ends a minute and change later with them all yelling “so call me maybe!!” out the windows, all crowding each other as they try to get their heads through like a bouquet of golden retrievers.

Bucky leans over to press a sloppy kiss on your cheek, making the skin heat up under his sudden undivided attention.

“Babydoll cmon, why don’t you sing with us?” He asks, tapping the underside of your chin.

“Because~ no♡︎. I don’t think I’d sound too great.” which is a complete lie, you sound just fine but you don’t feel like it right now. More than wanting to sing, you want to get back and eat a turkey sandwich (sorry vegans).

However, your fiancé being who he is, can’t help but voice his opinion on your voice…in the most mortifying way possible.

“Well I think you sound better than great when I’ve got you singing underneath me.”

The collective gasps from the Peanut Gallery in your backseat makes the heat rushing up the back of your neck almost unbearable as you snap your head sideways to look Bucky in his face, eyes wide in shock because oh no he didn’t.

“I beg your utmost pardon?!” Screeching as your hand flies to your chest, jaw dropped. He laughs, shrugging like he didn’t just end your honor.

“What?? I’ve said worse to you!” The “ooh’s” from the backseat egg you on as you two start to argue.

“Immediately no, because be so for real! My pearls are clutched to the finest degreeee right now like what is wrong with you?!”

“Babe what! What’d I say?!”

“Dude you DO NOT say shit like that in front of company!”

“We’re not in the house though!”

“The rule still applies! Do I talk about your d-“, while in the middle of your back and forth, Gale interrupts.

“I feel like this would be less…whatever is happening, with some background noise. Could you turn the radio back on, hon? And if it helps, we didn’t hear anything.”

He’s so sweet, truly. Smacking Curtis on the back of the head when he looks like he’s about to disagree with what he knows he definitely did hear, he smiles at you. So, turning to shoot one last irritated look at John, you turn the radio on.

The intro of an almost electro-80’s pop song fill the car and almost immediately the excitement starts again but Gale’s reaction catches you completely off guard, mouth dropping open as he sings,

“My silhouette is in the frame of your shades again~…”

Hillside boys??!!!!

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“The Sex”-🤭🤌🏾

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𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲@luvlydeja 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐭🤭...

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 2020 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒 “𝐷𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑒“ 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑢𝑚 𝑇𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖, 𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 ♡︎ (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

❧𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬➬ this is absolutely nasty like I’m shocked at myself lmao, oof um let’s see, detailed kissing, hair pulling, flirting, google translate Italian, shorty gets positively pounded, flirting, teasing, unprotected s3x, manhandling, this is what happens in the hands of the h0rny and untrained😭🫵, lots of orgasms and consensual fun throughout ^^ 18+ MINORS GET OFF OF MY LAWN,

“𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍...“

࣪𖤐๋࣭ ໒꒱✧. • 𐙚˙⋆.˚. .

Since he’d be staying in Italy for a while, or at least until he got all the interview material he needed, his first act of business would be to learn the language.

True, he could get a translator but it would be more authentic for him to learn since he’d be the one speaking and asking the questions.

Naturally, Gregory decided that a native speaker would be able teach him best.

Enter you.

He had walked into the convenience store you part timed at and instantly forgot what he was there for when he saw you. The prettiest thing in a sundress he’s ever seen, soft skin glowing with a slight sheen from the heat, your alluring features making his heart race faster the longer he looked at you.

You were talking to a customer in Italian, smiling and nodding in agreement before sharing a laugh with them. Gregory swore he’s never heard the sound warm spun silk but now he can say he officially has.

The words from your beautiful mouth flowed so effortlessly that he knew you would be perfect for him.

The old man who you were talking to was a regular, stopping by every Wednesday to entertain you with stories about his “sweetie baby wife” and how the world won’t stop at losing just their minds, they’re lucky he’s not in charge before buying some cigars and leaving with a lazy wave and wink.

Giggling, you wave back, shouting out after him.

“Vacci piano, ragazzo duro~!”

Smiling to yourself, you look from the door to the newspaper shelf only to lock eyes with a tall foreigner.

The first thing you notice besides his height was that he was insanely good looking. Rugged wasn’t quite the right way to describe his features because while they were sharp, he was just too pretty for that. Biting your lip, you noticed he was broad too; barrel wide chest and thick arms, you don’t think you’ve ever seen someone as classically handsome as him.

You’re so busy ogling him that when he’s suddenly standing in front of you, you startle but regain your wit quickly. Deciding to talk first, but in English.

“What’ll it be boss man?” Flicking your eyebrow up with a playful smile as you lean forward behind the register.

Gregory’s blood rushes south at the way your accented voice addresses him with a flirty look in your big almond eyes. Inhaling sharply he can’t help but smirk back at you.

“I’m looking for a translator since I don’t know much of the language here”, he says.

Goddamn his voice was deep.

Nodding your head to play off how flustered he had you, you get an idea.

Hot guy who needed help learning a language that you just so happen to speak AND moan?

You’re in.

While you’re thinking, Gregory looks you over with all kinds of filth running through his head.

You’d look so good whining naked on top of him.

He could live between your thighs.

What would you sound like when he’s stretching you out and fucking you dumb?

He’s snapped out of his thoughts by the clearing of your throat.

“Well most translators overcharge but since I’m so sweet and if you want, I wouldn’t mind helping you out…?” Realizing you don’t know his name, he rushes to give it to you.

“Gregory.”

“Right. Maybe I could help you out, Gregory…what do you think?” Letting your tone go from intrigued to lilting as you tilt your head to the side, looking at him through your lashes.

You were an absolute dream to him.

Stepping closer to you, he leans down to your face; propped up on his elbows near your own on the register and looks down at you with lidded blue eyes before smiling roguishly.

“I would absolutely love that.”

And just like that the learning process began.

You had taught him things like conversation and structure, how and what to call everyone, transitions and connectors, extensive words, places, and even the slang. Learning from you was hard but the difficulty had less to do with the language and more about how badly he needed to make you cum.

There was always this underlying tension between you two since the moment you met; subtle at first but the steady pent up attraction had it leaking into a more than intense desire.

Constant touches, flirtatious looks, innuendos so obvious that they bordered on invitations then came the teasing.

Whispering in his hear the correct way to say something when he didn’t quite get it right, biting your plump lips when you’d smile at him, but the worse was the way you’d say his name. Rolling the ‘r’ so sexily that more often than not, it had blood rushing straight to his cock.

Moments like now.

“See? Sei un talento naturale, Gregory. Very good”, you say. Praising him sweetly. You were flirting, have been for a while now and you made sure he knew.

But with the way he reacts to you? The undivided attention, the way he’d strip you with his eyes alone, licking his lips and nodding when he focus hard on what you would say, the lingering hugs and wandering hands, not to mention how close his face sometimes got to yours…

It was only a matter of time.

“No~. Questo è tutto tu, bebé.” The low timbre of his voice makes you break out in goosebumps as heat licks up your spine.

“Yeah? It’s all me?”

“Mhmm.”

“How do I know though?”

“Come vuoi che ti insegni?” (How do you want me to teach you?)

Oof. That’ll make your pussy throb-

“THAT, dipende dal tuo stile..” With that it’s now or never as the air becomes thick with tension.

“That’s fine. Mines is ‘hands on’.

And in one smooth motion, Gregory yanks you into his lap, slotting his mouth over yours in a deep kiss.

He fits his hands around your hips as he completely devours you, one hand moving to slide into your hair, tilting your head so he can deepen the kiss, the suction of his lips and yours soon give to him nipping your bottom lip before sucking on it to soothe the sting.

It’s so hot it makes you ache as heat soaks into your body and you moan desperately into his mouth. Gregory grips your hair tighter as he pulls it back to look at how pretty you look wanting and seals his mouth over yours again, swallowing your moans in the process.

Your cunt throbs as you hear him groan when he begins to sloppily lick into your mouth, his big tongue pressing against yours, rubbing his cool taste all over your pallet while you twitch and whimper in his strong grasp.

Sloppy wet kissing sounds along with your whimpers fill the room. The sounds would have made you embarrassed but you want him too bad and the way your tongues lazily swirled around each other’s, making more heat pool in your belly then drip down soaking your panties, made you forget about it.

Gregory groans into your mouth again before kissing you even hungrier to the point where you feel him in your throat as your eyes water in pleasure. You were starting need air but you don’t want it, not more than you want him.

He eventually pulls away and you gasp once your airway is free. The sudden influx of oxygen makes you dizzy as your clit throbs and you whine at him, begging with your teary glazed eyes for more.

Your whole body felt hot. The sensations were almost too good as you grind down on his fat length, moaning at the friction against your swollen clit while you unbuttoned Gregory’s shirt; becoming more desperate when you saw his happy-trail.

He pulls you back to his lips in another obscene kiss while you take his cock out, too desperate to take his pants off completely.

You freeze when you feel how big he is, eyes glazing over as you look down with a weak “oh.”

Gregory swears under his breath at your reaction, making a mental note to make you scream before kissing your ear.

“Sì? Babygirl likes seeing such a fat cock hmm?” He coos, making you gasp at his vulgarity.

“O-okay, if you don’t fuck me right now-“, was all you managed to get out before he lifted you to switch positions, you on your back before thrusting into your sopping cunt.

Your mouth drops open in a sharp moan at the stretch, the pressure almost killing you as you gasp and jerk underneath him. Determined not to cum so fast and make it last, but Gregory isn’t doing much better.

You looked so delicious under him as your back arched in pleasure as you cried out for him as he battered your sweet spots, wrapped warm and snug pussy drooling around his cock.

“Hnn - nnnnngghhhh!” The vulgar, borderline animalistic sound eventually forces its way through your gritted teeth when he finishes sliding home some moments later, your eyes rolling straight into the back of your head while your stuffed cunt sensitively flutters around the intrusion. He feels massive inside you. Not particularly long, but sufficiently wide enough to make it seem like he had you stretched right to the breaking point. It was simply too much, and your head lolls back in doped out bliss.

Fervently, your arms circle around his neck as he hunches over you so he can brace his hands on either side of your head, groaning as he moves his hips back before slamming them back in, setting a punishing pace as he fucks you.

You’re already toeing the line of a soul shattering orgasm just from having his cock bullied into you a second time, you toss your head back to peer up at him as if in a daze.

The whorish sounds coming from your throat drive Gregory crazy as he feels himself slip with how mind-tinglingly good you feel.

In a matter of moments he seems to be knocking that tender spot inside of you with near expert precision and you can’t quite catch your breath between helplessly bleating out in wordless ecstasy.

“Fuck, you’re so tight on me mami…wet little pussy..! Gonna cum all in you, stuff you full”.

You seize so suddenly it catches you off guard, so rattled at hearing that come out of his mouth that you clamp down on him, hard. You black out while your cunt is sent into a heated pulsing frenzy, wildly squeezing down on his cock so violently that it brings tears to your eyes. Tossing your head back again, you scream for him as you shake so weakly through your mind numbing orgasm that you almost miss the moment your cunt erupts, spraying his front in arousal.

You screw your eyes shut with a keening shriek when a second spurt shoots out of you to further soak him but even then he doesn’t let up on the steady push and pull of his heavy girth along your palpitating cunt. Groaning into your mouth as he cums into your soaking wet heat, hissing through the waves of overstimulation. With no other option, you lie there and take it, your head a mess of static white noise that doesn’t clear up even when you finally start to come down from the high some moments later.

Boneless underneath him, you’re distantly aware of your shared release running down the sides of his cock in warm rivulets where he’s still wedged inside of you but you’re too drunk on satisfaction to care, kissing back weakly as he slips out.

No matter how hard you fight it, sleep overtakes you but one thing is for sure….

You can’t wait to teach him more♡︎. . .

Omg omg omggg😭😭😭

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