𝜗ৎ Simon being a secretly disgusting perv
You always considered simon as a reserved man, he never spoke much unless he was on the field, reporting or being sarcastic. Even when you started going out with him, he barely spoke except for when necessary but that didn't really matter because he always made it up in his actions. Hugging you when you needed it, bringing you your favourite drink when you were on your period, listening to juicy gossip you bought back and letting you scream at him when you were stressed but he never took it to heart since he knew it was the frustration talking through you.
You didn't really expect simon to be this gentle and kind with you, he always seemed like a bit of a brute to you considering his huge body but you were proved wrong and one thing you also didn't expect was how... reserved he was even in bed.
You had expected that the man would have some kind of deep kinks like breeding you full, talking dirty to you and yada yada but he was so quiet even in the bedroom. A huge muscle of mass and not a expressive bone in his body but if you were lucky you would hear him grunt when he was deep in you and if he was slightly drunk, which also if you were lucky because this motherfucker has a high tolerance, he would end up sweet talking you while he fucked you stupid in ungodly hours till the sun didn't rise and that was a thing about him, simon never left you unsatisfied... Physically atleast. He would go at it for hours on end but only ever having you on your back, your legs pushed up to your ear as he pounded his cock into you.
But only one question lingered in your mind, "is this man hiding his depraved thoughts? Because no way a man this huge and sexy doesn't have his kinks."
You had come home early than scheduled one day and found him crouched over the laundry basket with a pair of your dirty cotton panties clutched in his hands as he examined them intensely, like they were a threat to his sanity a threat to his sanity. He had a glint in his eyes as his fat thumb rubbed over the middle spot of your panties where some discharge had ruined the old pair. He gathered the sticky, thick liquid-gooey stuff right on his thumb as he stared, mesmerized before putting it into his mouth. That made you gasp quietly as your eyes widened and your brows furrowed but you kept looking, knowing this was a bit disgusting but you really wanted to know what he did next.
Simon's eyes closed as his body visibly relaxed while he savoured the weird taste and unfamiliar consistency of your discharge. He breathed out softly, seemingly enjoying it as if that was some sweet dessert and honestly, to him? Anything that came from you was a dessert. And if you would ever let him, he would probably even be down to try and taste your period blood but that was something he could never tell you, he had a reputation jeez! he was the mature boyfriend in your eyes, the one who wasn't a pervert but just a missionary man with minimal kinks.
But standing there watching him you realised that there were definitely things he did that were very... disgustingly pervy.
You watched as he slowly put the ruined pair of lace over his broken nose, taking a deep breath as he inhaled your scent — your musky, filthy smell — the smell that only your cunt gives off, his cunt really. The occasional pretty patch of hair leading down to the sweet sweet nub that was just so perfectly sensitive and all for him to revel in. the pearl twitched and swelled under just the slightest graze of his rough fingers or just a dull thawp! of his angry red tip smacking right down on the bundle of nerves.
Simon loved every part of you, your sweet mind, your pretty face, those gorgeous tits, the soft thighs, the amazing stomach and everything else but his favourite part on you was definitely your cunt. He had spent hours on end buried between your plush thighs, eating his cunt out messily until you were trembling and crying from the overstimulation. He loved eating you out and having the tip of his nose bump into your clit and when he had you underneath him, sobbing, even his nose on your clit made you spurt out. He also loved spitting on the swollen clit, watching the glob of saliva slush down the curve of your mound, through the soft pussy lips, down to your clenched asshole and finally staining the bed.
He loved watching your sweet cunt glisten with his spit as his thumb rubbed the saliva all over your nub and popped the digit right into your hole to lube it up. "This pussy's covered right in my spit darlin', you like it, hm?"
He loved bullying his tongue in your sweet fluttering hole, letting the thick muscle wriggle mercilessly against your clamped walls as his large hands spread your pussy open all bare to his gaze while he tried to stimulate you through your g-spot. His tongue pressing hard on your spot, the man had unbelievable control over it as he knew just the right techniques to get you close and majority of the time, he would let you cum but the times he didn't? He pulled out his tongue right as he felt your walls pulsing around his tongue, breathing heavily as he pushed in two of his thick fingers.
Those thick meaty fingers that fit just deep enough to torture that goeey spot, curling it up to let you feel his uncut nails graze the warm channel, moving his fingers in such a way that it was as if he was trying to scratch an itch, but ofcourse he made sure that his nails, even uncut, were the cleanest for his love. He sometimes fingered you to the point where you had cum multiple times and could feel the thick veins on his fingers press urgently inside your clammy walls. Whenever simon finger-fucked you for hours on end, his hand never really cramped up or even if it did, he never showed it.
The look on his face always watched your expression carefully, learning new things that made your eyes roll back, teeth clench, moan loudly and squeeze around him, he wanted to make sure you always got the utmost pleasure that you truly deserved. It made him happy knowing that you got off of his scarred old body even though he would never be able to fully comprehend it. But it was times like these when he discreetly could be the disgusting pervert he really was, sniffing your dirty old panties while you were out or in one of your "everything shower".
The soft lace felt so stupidly sexy on his large scarred hand while he clicked a mental image before spreading the fabric over his face, letting it mold to his face while his other hand hurriedly slipped into his sweatpants, his knees hitting the ground as he pushed the elastic down to let his fat cock out, the thick muscle springing free.
His tip was already leaking, the beautiful mushroom shaped head a flushed red colour contrasted with the milky liquid studded on his slit like a pearl. His breath hitched as he thumb swiped off the beautiful jewel of liquid, rubbing it over the red tip to make it glossy before his hand gripped the base of his cock, giving it a rough tug. Simon's hands had already gotten sweaty in the spur of the moment, truth be told, he wanted you to catch him like this — knelt by the laundry basket, sniffing your dirty panties while he jerked himself off.
he didn't really need his spit to help jerk himself off, he was already on the edge from thinking about you and was leaking enough precum to use as lube and just the thought that the fabric on his face was the same thing that clung to your pussy just hours ago, drove him over the edge. But he couldn't let his precious cum go to waste, so simon pulled off the cloth from his mouth, his face already missing the feel of it, and wrapped it around his cock, tugging the base a few more times before he came with a low groan. The fabric tainted with his seed as he immediately examined the soiled panties, the pretty lace ruined with the liquid, his liquid but he didn't really care, it was gonna get washed anyway.
He watched as some of your discharge mixed right up with his cum and he couldn't help but rub both of them together with his thumb like a child doing a experiment with shampoo and conditioner. Simon scooped up the mixed dirt on his thumb, his mouth opening up as he groaned at the sweet and sour taste, "oh fuck"
an. late late valentine day special? Anyways please bear with me guys, I see your really amazing requests and I love them!! I just need to put my imagination into words and it's hard 🥀
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