mess

he apologizes profusely because he knows he’s big.

he knows he has to gradually work you up but when he’s fucking you, it never truly prepares you for his size. even after the nth time, the stretch never seizes to amaze you.

his heavy hips unable to mask the weight behind them everytime he thrusts, watching your beautiful, precious face contort in pleasure. the groans that escape him let you know that he’s falling apart. it’s music to your ears while the sound of skin on skin and sticky wet slick is music to his. his warm calloused palm kneading your breasts before moving to your hips, right as he works himself in deeper.

tip kissing your cervix tastefully slow and deep til you felt him in your throat. he’s girthy and incredibly soft spoken, the killer combination that would make you let him do anything he wanted. he’s thanking you for letting him have you like this. panting in true effort while he murmurs profanities about how tight you feel.

the peak hits just as hard, crashing over both of you til you’re clamping down on him. enough for him to sputter in contentment and lose all semblance of himself.

punctuating his grinds with whimpers of your name while he paints you deep and white like it’s your wedding. so much that it leaks around him. his eyes wet with need and desire as he desperately pants, lifting his head to stare at where you connected, watching it gush down your thighs. you think he’s done, you’re bloated with him now but he’s still pulsing, veins throbbing as they continue to rub against your walls.

finally he stills, dropping his head in the crook of your neck, whispering thank you while he sniffles.

was he crying?

you don’t get to rationalize it because he’s apologizing all over again when he resumes rolling his hips into yours, swallowing your cries of overstimulation. pushing down on your lower stomach while he sticks his tongue down your throat and sloppily laps at your lips, leaving your skin wet. his fingers growing more confident by pulling you back into him while he works you. pulling out just to gather everything leaking and rut back into you again.

“gotta keep you full, hah, please? swear it’s the last one.”

we all casually hang out until one of them gets horny and pulls down my pants in front of the rest of them and starts fucking me like it’s the most normal thing in the world… because it is for us

playing mario kart all together and the winner of each race gets to fuck my face however they want, until it’s my turn and i demolish them all in mario kart so they have to take turns eating my boycunt😵‍💫

maybe on halloween they decide to play a cute prank on me, which leads to 5 tall, strong, athletic boys in ghostface masks pounding into me as i scream and try to run away, one of them holding a knife to my throat to get me to obey 🫠

being their little puppy!!!! curled up on a dog bed as they all play with my hair and chuckle at how cute i am!!! all of them deciding that they’ll protect me no matter what the cost, because the only people who get to use and abuse me are them !!!

Pounding into me as I cum once, twice, three, who knows how many times alongside him, my cunt clenching and growing numb from being fucked so roughly, hearing him laugh and tease me as he gives me a break just to put a collar on me before going again

Yanking on my leash and making me choke and whimper as I feel them go faster, rougher, harder clenching around them, feeling how their cock throbs inside me as they tell me not to cum yet. Feeling them press their pretty mouth against my back as I cry and beg, as they bite me and mark me as there own