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Bedtime Stories! . â âš .Ë .Ü
âRoom Intruderâ â Michael x reader [fluff]
âCause Iâf Itâs AchingâŚâ â Michael Jackson x reader [smut]
âYour Artistic Museâ â Michael Jackson x reader [smut]
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Room Intruder
Summary: it was late and your were chilling in your room till you heard a sudden knock coming from the window
Notes & Warnings: Fluff, 1977, Disney mentioned, Bambi mentioned, teasing, flirting, kissing, making out, Michael being absolute boyfriend thatâs it, angel face x babydoll (em dash â ai)
Word Count: 1k
It was half past 7, just had just finish a nice bath, you wore yourself a bath robe, entering your bedroom, you cleaned your room â tossing some used clothes into the laundry basket. You then head towards your vanity, sitting down and open the small drawer below the mirror â revealing different colors of nail polish, you grabbed one color and moved to the bed. You then unwrapped your tied hair, exhaling a relaxed sigh, opening the nail polish â you then started painting your toes in a pretty peach shade.
As you were focused on your nails â you heard a taping noise coming from your window, you turn your head towards the window, but nothing was there, so you shrugged it off. Another tap from the window, you were certain something was there, was it a bug? You slide your window upwards â then sticking out your head finding the source. There was nothing, you â confuse but then was startled, by a figure that popped out off where. âHey!â it reveals to be Michael, your boyfriend. You gasp, expected anything but him âMichael!?â you stared âWhy on earth are you doing here?â you questioned in a panicked. Michael had climb onto your roof.
âI miss you, thought i should stop by to see you Bambiâ Michael smiled as he invited himself in through the window â landing onto your bed. âBambi..? since when did your start calling me thatâ you asked, Michael started taking off his loafers âSince i watched the movie recentlyâ he explained âi thought of you whenever he came on screenâ You giggled and looked at him âIf weâre talking about, doe eyed sweet looking deers like Bambi â you should look at yourself in the mirrorâ you joked. Michael laughed in disbelief âwhatâs that supposed to mean?â he questioned âwhat it means is, between the two of us â the most Disney deer look a like is you â Bambi!â you teased.
âis that so..?â Michael says, âmhm!â you nod. Michael looked down at you painting your toes âhere let me do that for youâ Michael offered, you looked up with a hum âoh please â about to do my hair anywaysâ Michael took the nail polish and started to continue coding your toes. You grabbed a brush on your bedside table and started fixing your hair, as Michael focus on the nail polish, he noticed you were wearing your bath robe âyou just took a bath?â he asked âmhmmâ you answered while brushing your hair âshouldâve come sooner â i wouldâve love to join youâ Michael teases with a grin, you were baffled âin your dreamsâ you shot back. Michael laughs, he then started blowing the wet nail polish carefully âalright, finishâ he says.
âThank youâ you thanked as you looked at your pretty toes feeling satisfied. âwell iâm gonna go changeâ to stood up from your bed a walked over to your closet â picking out your pajamas. âyou know i can help with that too!â Michael smiled, you looked back at him as you walk over to your dressing screen âkeep dreamingâ.
You turned on the lamp then started to change â taking off your bath robe. The light from the lamp in your side manage to make a clear shadow of your silhouette, Michael got a full view on your every move. âYou know speaking about Disney earlier their are other characters that also reminded me of youâ you spoke, Michael spaced out gazing you as you change, he could see your perfect figure through the dressing screen, your curves â once you dropped you robe, the way you bend over to pick up pieces of clothes from the floor, he was thinking whether you were doing it on purpose. Your question brought the man back to earth âr-really? like who? Peter Panâ he chuckles.
You stepped out of the dressing screen, wearing your short nightgown âyes but noâ you replied. Michael opened his arms waiting for your embrace, as you stood by the bed, his hands automatically wrapped around you waist. âThis is pretty..â Michael compliments. âYou think so? itâs new!â you thanked with a wide smile. âyeah..â Michael muttered as he leans for a kiss, the two of you kissed softly for a couple minutes then parting away.
âSnow white!â you blurted. Michael confuse by the sudden line âpardon?â. You giggled âyou remind me of Snow whiteâ you explained, Michael felt like he didnât caught that correctly âyou mean as the prince?â he guessed, you hummed âsure him too, but also Snow whiteâ. Michael was in disbelief âhow can that be? care to explainâ he laughs, you sat down in bed âwell⌠itâs mostly your voiceâ you admitted, Michael grin ârightâŚâ he didnât take it seriously. âIâm serious, oh! especially when you sang on tv with Cher last year â when you did that funny skit, how did it go.. âsail away with me~ to island of desireâââ âokay! you made your pointâ Michael cuts you off as you giggle.
âCan I still call you Bambi though?â Michael asked, âcertainly not! I like the old nickname betterâ you replied. âWhat- Babydoll? You like thatâ Michael laughed âitâs suits me better, besides â I'm the one whoâs calling you Bambiâ you pointed, âSo youâre not calling me Angel face anymore..?â Teasingly he asked âof course Iâm still calling you Angel face⌠Iâll just call you Bambi over the phoneâ you decided, âwhy on the phone?â âNot everybody watches Disneyâ
You laughed at the silly bickering, Michael love seeing you laugh, the way your eyes shut close and your nose scrunches, he simply couldnât resist shutting you up with an unexpected kiss â your laugh was soon cut off with a muffle. âmmh! Michaelâ you muttered âsorry, I just couldnât help myself..â Michael says through the kiss. You lay yourself back, hitting the soft sheets, you wrapped your arms around Michaelâs shoulders as the kiss continues, your tongue slipping in to the mix making the soft kiss more and more sloppy. The pleasure was soon interrupted when you heard a knock on your door, you immediately stopped while Michael kept giving you pecks on your jaw. âMichael- uh Who is it!â You whispered Michaelâs name quietly, telling him to cut it out, he didnât â you asked whoâs at the door.
âHoney you finish your bath? Dinnerâs readyâ shit it was your mom. âAh- I might have to skip dinner mom! I have a bunch of homework I need to finish!â You yelled, desperately trying not to get distracted as Michaelâs started kissing your collarbone down to the start of your breast âokay honey..â your mom replied, you heard footsteps getting more faint â after that Michael poked his head out âso what homework are we gonna do first?â He teased, you werenât laughing along â thank god you locked the doors. âHow long are you planning to stay here again?â
Your Artistic Muse
Summary: You decided to help Michael improve his anatomy drawing skills
Warnings: post Off the Wall era, artistic nudity, smut, fingering , sex, intercourse, (em dash â ai) wrote this at 3 am so expect spelling errors
Word count: 3, 212
Modeling has always been your dream, music however was not â other than listening to it you have no interest on learning it more, thatâs why you couldnât believe your music loving father who was in a band once, got you an internship in the music industry. You were absolutely furious. So you were determined to just get it over with already and move one hopefully finding away to pursue your actual goals, little did you know â you were about to be an intern for a team thatâs working with a future worldwide superstar.
How lucky you are to found out that the people you were working for was the people whoâs working with the Michael Jackson, and ever since the hit album Off the Wall, you just couldnât contain yourself with excitement. Whenever you were told to bring a cup of coffee â or bring up stacks of papers from the producers there, if Michael was around, you couldnât help but feel nervous. It wasnât that you were a big fan or anything, i mean you got to hear his good music non stop against your will, obviously â since you work at the studio, you felt a little underwhelmed by his music. But now watching him transitioning to his next album, you admit you were excited, and not surprisingly â you had a small crush on him.
Not once you spoke a word to him. He always appeared busy making new hits, and you donât seem to complain. You get to see him every day from a far, whenever he records, discuss ideas with people, what more could you ask?
On this particular day, it was time to head out. And of course as usual, your job was to clean up the room. Stack up scattered papers â and make sure to READ the said papers in order to not miss organize them, wipe the tables carefully from coffee mug stains. You went into the recording room not knowing it was completely empty, you walked in with hum, your eyes were looking anywhere but straight ahead. You finally realized the figure still sitting in the room â it gave you quite a scare. You were startled, making the man noticed your presence. It was Michael Jackson.
âSorry! i thought everybody leftâ you explained, Michael smiled âyeah i decided to stick around a little longer, didnât mean to scare you like thatâ he says. He had his notebook set, it looked like he was still writing some notes âI was told to clean up after but, i could come back laterâ you declared âoh! help yourself, just pretend iâm not hereâ Michael insisted. âpretend iâm not hereâ right like thatâs possible. Of course being only an intern, you donât have the bravery on declining, so you nod.
You try to act normal, doing what you usually do, you picked up papers that were left unusually â on the floor, shelves, and chairs. While you were trying your absolute best not to look like you were hold against your will being there, you often turn you head looking at the corner of your eye, seeing what was Michael doing, was he perfecting lyrics? surely he was. When you turn to the same table Michael was in â wiping out coffee mug stains, you got a better look on what he could be doing.
He was drawing. You couldnât believe it, you blinked a couple times to see if you saw was correct, he was doodling â and they were good, surprisingly good. You couldnât contain yourself to not be curious. âI had no idea you draw mr. Jacksonâ the question slip out. ,Michael turn his head, spotting your look of amazement. âOh these? Theyâre just doodles reallyâ he chuckled. âWell theyâre amazing, where did you learn how to draw like that?â You casually asked the question, âIâm mostly self taught, I learn visuallyâ he smiles. He still gazed by your amazed and admirable expression, still looking at the drawings. âHave we formally met before? I know you work here, I often notice you walking around through the roomsâ Michael asked. He noticed you? Strange.
âIâm actually an intern here, my father sort of put me up to this. He says itâll give me more insight and experienceâ you quickly explained. âWell, how is it so far? You like working here?â He asked. âItâs great..â you answered mistakenly in an awkward manner letting your eyes drift off for a moment. Michael notice the tone of your answer, he grabbed your attention again âIâm assuming thereâs more to it?â He guessed. You chuckled and brushed away your hair, then proceeded to sit down next to him.
âItâs great donât get me wrong â I got to see you do your work and all but, in all honesty Iâm just doing this for my father. I never quite have a deep interest for music in the first placeâ you shrugged. Michael leaned in âreally? Then⌠what are you intoâ he asked. You looked away â a bit embarrassed on your answer âbeing a model..â you smiled and looked down. âThatâs great, you should definitely be one â I mean you sure got the looksâ Michael complimented. You looked up didnât expect such an answer âYou think so..?â You questioned. âYeahâ , Michael laughed looking back on his notebook. âHmm you know speaking of models, Iâm having a difficult time getting basic body anatomy correctlyâ he told to himself. You peeked over to see his attempts âmaybe you just need the right referenceâ you point out. It took a moment before an idea spark in Michaelâs head, heâs head turn towards you âI just got an ideaâŚI think we can maybe help each other outâ Michael says, you were confuse at first. âHowâd you like to be my reference model?â Michael asked.
You swore you didnât heard that correctly. âmeâŚ?â You point to yourself. âYeah why not? Your dream is becoming one right? This can be your first gigâ for a moment you thought you were dreaming, almost couldnât form a sentence âI-Iâd be honored..â you gasped. You looked around the looked back at him ââŚright now?â You asked. Michael chuckled âno, that wouldnât be a good idea. Tomorrow â weâll do it in my place, howâs that?â You smiled âokay, tomorrow Mr Jacksonâ you replied, Michael scratch the back of his neck âplease, you can just call me Michaelâ he insisted. Your face suddenly felt hot, was this real?
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The next day had come, and recording session was over, which means time to head home â in this case going the Michael Jackson home, you still didnât believe that this was happening. You almost couldnât get out of the house earlier that morning on how stressful you were picking an outfit. Although speaking of which, Michael didnât quite specify on how this is gonna work, he asked you to be his reference model so he could learn to draw anatomy better, so theoretically⌠clothes arenât all that important- oh god what are you thinking.
âWeâre hereâ Michaelâs words cut you back into reality, you were already in his car driving back to his house. You stepped out of the vehicle â you were inside the gates of the famous house of the Jacksons. you remember you watched on tv where reporters and fans often gather up outside the gates, you never expected youâll ever got a chance to be inside it.
âYou know this actually a good chance too, since my family is out and i got to convince them to not come â since this was originally supposed to be my day offâ Michael explained as he walked you inside the house. âi hope this wasnât a mistake, since this was suddenly plannedâ You said with an apologetic tone. âDonât worry, it was my idea â and i also think itâs a better use of my time tooâ he joked. âWell make yourself at homeâ he added.
You hadnât realize that Michael had lead you to his bedroom, and you noticed once he opened the door the bed was the first thing you saw. Breathing suddenly feels like a struggle, you followed Michael, daring not to wander off. âYou can sit down hereâ he pointed at his bed, you carefully sat and the edge of the bed and place your bag in the floor while Michael pulls up a chair, he placed it down across the end of the bed. âAlright, you can start whatever, try be as comfortable as possible â not sure how fast iâm gonna beâ Michael sat on the chair getting his notebook ready. âOkay..â you quickly answered. Michael noticed that you were feeling nervous âYou can relax, you donât need to worry â this is for the sake of artâ he perked up. You couldnât help but smiled with him
âokayâ you started adjusting your pose, something maybe not to difficult for him , but also something not too flat. The outfit you were wearing was a simple purple dress with a zipper in the back, the length reach just below the knee. The pose you decided was both your legs folded into one side â sitting sideways on the bed. One arm extended behind with your hand resting on the mattress for support while the other rest loosely across the bent leg, you smiled just a little to not make things awkward. Michael followed your smile as he started drawing.
While Michael draw strokes with his pencil, you couldnât help but let your eyes wander. Getting to know his room, his bed was also very comfortable, and of course it being a bigger size then yours. After a few hours past, you noticed Michaelâs expression looked puzzled. âFinish..?â you questioned âo-oh yeah sort ofâ Michael flipped the notebook showing you the piece âIt looks goodâ you compliment.
âYeah but â itâs still not quite there yetâ Michael gave the drawing a second look. You thought itâs interesting seeing Michael being a protectionist not only in music but in art as well. âI think the problem is iâm to focus perfecting the folds on your clothes.. i could try againâ He looks up to you. âbefore you do that, would it be alright if i go to the bathroom firstâ you asked a bit hesitantly. âoh sure itâs down the hall thereâ Michael directed. You quickly stood up taking your bag as well to the bathroom.
You were washing your hands, as you look at yourself in the mirror. You started to worry a bit on you being here was of any help for Michael, you couldnât forgive yourself if your visit here is a total waste. You start to think what can you do more. Michael wants to improve drawing anatomy, nothing else. A dangerous idea strike into your head like lighting, you were arguing with yourself whether this is a good idea or an idea that will definitely get you into deep trouble. It was decided, you then grabbed your bag â which you were now going to open.
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Minutes later you return to Michaelâs room, he already had his pencil sharped and a new empty page, he smiled on your return. You stood in front of the bed â Michael waiting for you to sit down âare you ready..?â he dearly asked. You swallowed your breath, âNot yetâŚâ you replied. You then reach over your back, finding the small zipper from your dress. After fully unzipping, you peeled off your dress from the sleeves, exposing your bare shoulders. Michaelâs eyes widen, later it was your collarbone â then even lower, until your breast were fully shown. Pulling the dress even further down, reaching your navel â it was far enough where you now let go of the dress leaving it to fall down. on its own reaching your feet. You now stood there fully naked. âReadyâ
Michaelâs mouth slightly opened his eyes felt like there were in a trance. âDo you have any.. pose ideas?â you questioned tilting your head slightly. The question snap Michael back to reality, he blinked a couple times before answering âu-uh youâre the model, the floor is all yoursâ he stuttered. âokayâ you replied back, you sat down on to the bed getting ready into position â this time, the lay down on your side facing Michael, the palm of your left hand rested onto your cheek, while the other rested onto the mattress â just under your breast. âis this good..?â you smiled slightly. It took a solid moment for Michael to be out of his trance again, realizing you were waiting for his answer âyeah-! very..â he choked.
As Michael drew, you noticed some details about the artist. Heâs eyes were looking back and forth from you and the drawing in a faster pace, the hand he was drawing with happened to tremble â like a student who had forgotten all the answers in the test, his mouth, constantly moving. Lips being licked, swallowing his breath often, sometimes being slightly open â enough to hear him breath a little heavier then before.
You couldnât help but feel hot and heavy by these small things, the concept of you making Michael Jackson act this way made your head spin and incredibly damp. You bit the bottom of your lip, trying to swallow these lustful thoughts, you tried focusing on Michaelâs expression. Before â on the first drawing, he looked perplexed â but now he looked more focused than ever.
You spaced out for seconds before Michael had snap you back in âcan you⌠change poses â this oneâs finishâ he ordered, funny he didnât show you the first piece, but of course you complied. You change your position from lying down to sitting directly towards Michael, one arm extended behind, supporting your weight, the other placed on your thigh, you head tilted to slightly â you lowered your head down slightly as well, your legs â they were crossed.
Michael continued to draw, as you pose, your eyes wandered once again, since your direction was lowered, that was all you could focus on. You then noticed something â something dangerous.. as Michael was too focused on his notebook as he held it up high, you got a good view of his lower body. You noticed something throbbing, under his tight pants. Only a few minutes later he looked up from the notebook. âCould you⌠part your legs pleaseâ he requested with a stuttering voice. You looked back at his gaze, you didnât answer, you didnât nod â all you did was do what he asked. Your legs slightly parted, Michael stared â holding his pencil tighter â..widerâ he command. You then spread your legs wider, wide enough your pussy is exposed, the wet slick drips across in between folds as it glistens. Your face was burnt red, you couldnât make eye contact with Michael anymore.
Speaking of Michael, once he got a full view, he exhaled a shaky breath. Michael stood up from his chair, walking towards you. He tossed down his notebook and pencil on the mattress without looking twice. You turn your head up to face him â as he faces you, his hand caresses your face. âWhat do you want.â Michael spoked, âto help you â for the sake of artâ you shot back, Michael was taken aback by that answer, he couldnât help but crack a smirk â that soon after turned into a chuckle. He leaned down to your level and kissed your lips, for a second you were about to pinch yourself â but you were sure that this most certainly is real, You closed you eyes as you kissed back.
You both kissed softly, feeling each otherâs lips. It turned more and more tense as you wrap both of your arms around Michaelâs shoulders, Michael the grabbed a hold of your thighs tightly â picking you up and throwing you deeper into the bed, you both parted your lips. You lay down having your elbows support your weight looking directly at Michael, as Michael gaze down at you, your thighs are now in between his knees. He started taking off his clothes and his pants, leaving him only in his underwear â his erection, bulging out. He lowered down kissing you once again, you fully let your back rest into the bed, wrapping you arms around him. Michaelâs hands roam around your soft body, one feeling up your curves â resting at the dip of your waist, the other cupped your breast, his thumb circling your hard nipples. Michael moved his lips to your jawline, continue giving kisses â you sigh at the sensation, and you couldnât hold it much longer.
âMichael.. I need you..â you breathed out, from cupping your breast, Michaelâs hand went to you folds. You were drenched, you tossed you head back as you moan, the one hand on your waist was now cupping your face âYour beautifulâŚâ Michael muttered as he pecks your neck. His fingers moved faster, feeling your sticky wet entrance, your walls clench onto his fingers so they wouldnât let go. You bit your lips, holding back noises you desperately needed to release âbaby please⌠I want to hear youâ Michael begged, he stuffed his head onto your neck as his fingers went deeper in. You were able to let out moans and sighs, each plunge his fingers did, you were about to burst. Just when you could feel your orgasm coming close, Michael released his fingers, you whined automatically. Michaelâs fingers were coded with your slick, he gladly licked and sucked it which his mouth. You were about to say something but then Michael sat up and pulled you closer from your legs, he pulled down the last piece of clothing he had revealing his hard cock â pre cum already spilling out.
Without warning he inserted his member into you, you gasp â his length squeezing your tight pussy, you scream as Michael began to thrust back and forth, his hand grab your waist once again and the other lifted your leg, your nails dig deeper to his with every deep thrust. âMichael..â you whimpered, hitting your orgasm you squirm, Michael groan seeing you like this â..almostâ he muttered. With a final thrust Michael came and emptying himself, his release filled you up â you gasp. Michael lets go as gives you a passionate kiss, he rolls on to his back â you both catch your breath. After snuggling, and breathing normally once again, Michael looked over meeting your eyes âyou want to the finished piece?â He asked, you smiled âyesâ Michael shut up reaching his notebook at the end of the bed â lucky enough it didnât rolled off. He gives it to, the two drawings of you bare naked, your eyes widened âtheyâre perfect..â you whispered âthanks for helpingâ he thanked. You looked over to his âam I getting in trouble for this..?â You asked, Michael laughed âof course not⌠although you canât be an intern nowâ he says, your face turn pale by his words â..what?â He looked over with a smile âyour a model nowâ
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Cause if itâs AchingâŚ
Summary: Bad era Michael just finished a full week of touring, and heâs finally able to get a good nights rest. You however, judging by the calendar, seem to have other plans.
Warning: smut ofc, ovulation, cowgirl position, youâre receiving, fingering, Michael talking you through it, orgasm.
Words: 1,611
You were getting ready for bed, after washing your face you just had to brush your teeth. Ever since Michael was out busy touring you realized you havenât quite checked the date lately, the only reason you remembered to start checking it was when you started to have a familiar aching feeling. It soon grew when Michael got home after the tour, certainly did not help. While on tour you and Michael called whenever possible, and over the phone, you can definitely gather up that he was indeed exhausted. you couldnât blame him, after ongoing performances that only lasted a week, it was clear he didnât had a chance to recharge himself over a tight schedule. It was a must he gets enough sleep once he gets home.
You wore your usual silk pajamas, although something mustâve happen with the laundry, because you couldnât seem to find your matching shorts, but for some whatever reason you couldnât dare wearing mismatched pajamas, certainly not. So instead you wore nothing but your panties.
A figure suddenly approached behind and you couldnât help but jump a little. It was Michael, he immediately wrapped both his big hands to your waist as he kisses your neck endlessly. âThere you are!â he surprised. You squealed by the sudden affection making the foam in your mouth from the toothpaste drip across your chin. âmmh- Michael!â you laughed. Quickly you spit out the foam and washed your mouth and cleaned up, after that you and Michael shared a passionate kiss. Your arms dangled around his shoulders as he grabbed your waist. âhmm.. mintyâ he teased, tasing your freshly cleaned mouth. âstop itâ you giggled. âi miss youâŚâ he muttered as he kissed.
After both of you parted, you kept staring at his lips and bit the bottom of your lip, desperately trying to ignore your need to get physical. You then let go and shrugged it off âme tooâ you replied, quickly you walked off from the bathroom and jumped into bed already pulling the covers up. Michael was confuse by the slight feeling of rejection over you, but he looked at you and walked off to the bed and climbed on top. Towering over you. He tilted your chin up and gave you another long kiss. âmh- Michaelâ you chuckled after pulling away from the kiss, both the palm of your hands grabbed both side of his face âgo to sleepâ you added. He didnât chuckle with you, instead he kept staring, wandering your eyes, for a moment it felt like he had pinned you into a corner. God the things you wanted him to do to you right now.
âWhatâs the matter..?â he asked. You were hesitant ânothing, reallyâŚâ your eyes avoided his. âbaby look at me, you know you can tell me anythingâ he says. You sighed, feeling like there was no use âi-itâs justâŚâ you trailed off. âjust what?â he encouraged. You finally made eye contact with âItâs⌠that time of the month, Michaelâ you felt extremely embarrassed. Michael was confuse at first âare you feeling alright..? is it the stomach pains?â he assumed. ân-no i-itâsâ you looked at him again hoping he knew what you meant. He was so clueless.
âMichael iâm ovulatingâŚâ you looked with a straight face. Michaelâs eye widened, âoh..â he replied. âand, you just finished with the tour and i know you must be really exhausted, itâs important to me for you to get restâ you explained. His eyes, not moving, still staring at yours. âwell yes but, baby itâs also important for me to give you pleasure whenever i can⌠especially at this timeâ he shots back. You shook your head âno Michael itâs fine, i can shrug it offâthat was your excuse, Michael can see through you. âbaby believe me, seeing you try and âshrug it offâ is tortureâŚâhe explains. âNow please, let me please you.. however you likeâ he pleaded. Seeing him like this, refusing is impossible. you smiled and looked down for a brief second âreally..?â you asked a stupid question. âyes..!â he replied and laughs.
You then shot back with a kiss, slowly rise up from being under him. Both of you switched positions, you lead Michael gently to the mattress as you straddle him. Your legs wrapped around his waist, your two hands went under his shirt, feeling up his chest. The kiss continues as you move one to his jawline, grazing your teeth against his skin. You move lower down to his neck, letting your tongue move all over. Lower and lower as you go, you couldnât help but arch your back, making your rear end have a more perky silhouette. Michael couldnât help but lifted his head watching as you go, he smiled and chuckled and threw his head back.
Finally you reached his pants, you sat right upâpulling the waist band down. His cock sprung out, dripping with pre cum. âWell, what are you waiting for..?â he gently ask. You giggled âhold on a secondâ you peeled off you panties and carefully changed positions, you were still straddling him but now you werenât facing him, and he was facing your back side. âready..?â you turned your head back. Michael had his hands on your rear end and smiled âready as iâll ever be babyâ both of you giggled. You then wasted no time letting his hard erected member enter your entrance. You were already soaking wet, and once it was inâyou gasp, so did he.
Immediately you were in full control, you started moving your hips back and forth, your two hands rested on his thighs. You needed this for so long, all those lonely days at the house without him, it was all too much. You kept a fast pace, the part where you normally tease Michael with an agonizing slow pace has slipped away from your mind. Tonight all you can think about was your pleasure.
Michael was taking it in nicely. He had his hands glued to your rear, helping you move. The fast pace certainly caught his off guard, but he wasnât complaining. âYes baby⌠just like thatâ he moaned out. Your head was up high looking at the ceiling, and your mouth was wide open âYes..!â you yelped. Your head immediately threw back down, your two hands that were just resting on Michael thighs, were now in the mattress. You moved faster, feeling like youâre about to hit your orgasm.
âBaby wait..! s-slow down-â Michael begged. You didnât heard him, you kept going, trying to climb up to you climax, it was all pure ecstasy until.. Michael reached his peak and releases himself. His cum filling you up, as it slowly drips down to his length. He groan at his climax. That was the quickest heâs even finished. You let go of his cock and turn your position facing him once again. Michael smiled, his hand on his forehead. âGod.. that was something elseâ he confessed.
You smiled but didnât say a word, You just kept looking at him. Heâs eyes were fluttering like he was about to go to sleep, but he then noticed your stare. ââŚsatisfied?â he asked. You hummed like a child as your eyes looked away for a few seconds âwe could do moreâŚâ you bit your lip after. Michael laughed, rubbing his forehead, he then sat up straight, from resting on the mattress to resting in the headboard. âAlrightâŚâ he smiled âCâmere⌠lay downâ he pulled you close, gesturing you to lay on his chest. Your face was an inch closer to his, both of you were facing the same direction. âpart your legsâŚâ he asked, âopen your mouth nowâŚâ heâs two fingers were in your mouth, you let them soakâletting your tongue swirl around them.
He then gently started circling around your clit. You bit your lip, trying to keep your noises from escaping after very little movement Michael did so far. Michaelâs finger then went onâslipping pass your folds, entering your entrance. He can still feel his cum drenching you from the inside, his fingers move excessivelyâkeeping a consistent pace, you can hear the wetness of your pussy with every in and out push of Michaelâs fingers.
Your mouth stayed open, reacting after every movement. Your noises grew more and more louder , you wanted to say somethingâbut it felt impossible to say it. âWhat is it babyâŚ? please tell meâ Michael said. âM-more- fast-! p-leaseâ you struggled, but all that was just what he needed. Michaelâs fingers started moving faster and faster, a pace you couldnât predict anymore. âA-ahh!â you scream âIs that better..?â he teased âYes! oh MichaelâŚâ you moaned. Your legs were trembling, your walls clenching onto Michaelâs fingers, and your legs automatically started to close up. âKeep your legs open baby okayâ He instructed. Your eyes were shut as your one hand gripped the bedsheets and the other was holding on the headboard. Your mouth gaping open, couldnât produce a word other than letting out pathetic cries. âM-Michael..â you cried out âyes baby? you like that?â he replied, his fingers grew more sloppier and the pace was very overwhelming. You can feel your orgasm hitting close.
You finally hit your orgasm and came, Michaelâs fingers coated with your release. Michael sucked on his fingers, cleaning the mess you left for him. You slowly breathed as the wave of ecstasy washes you over. âthank youâŚâ you muttered, you eyes still close shut. Michael kissed your cheek smiling, admiring the view he made. âyouâre welcome angel. now, we both can get a good nights restâ you both laughed, feeling the satisfaction and finally getting some sleep.